EPISODE 43: Project Adam 2
-Edryan Queendom, Year 7291. Season: Central.
I opened my door before the hand of Aurelia could knock once again. She alongside Atlas were to be my guards for the day. It was weird knowing these two were in charge of my protection when I knew for a sure fact I could match them in combat. That feeling was weird to me, I’d grown up with knights and men far stronger than what I thought possible with the human body. Now as I grew to understand the Prime System and attributes, I understood our strength was highly similar as my aura interacted with there’s. Our Intent spread around our bodies and mingled with one another. It was a common occurrence, and it was one way to tell the strength of people.
“Good morning Your Highness, Vice-Chairwoman Bucca has arrived with several thousand Elixirs of Body Tempering. She has requested we wake you…”
I waved Aurelia away with a rueful smile. I already was waiting for news of this and now that the time came, I was more than ready to see the results. I quickly glanced at the bracelet on my wrist. The Imperius Bracelet, aptly named by NARC, was the bracelet all students received on the first day of school. It imbued itself into your skin through magic. This device was a heavy combination of runic inscriptions and [Artificer] machining. It held a complex inscription that worked as a relay station that transmitted your actions to the (Adaptive Learning Algorithm) on campus. Then through a complex grading system developed in part by me, Principal Romus, the Vice-Principals, and others of importance, you would receive points based on several factors.
A few of the same runic inscriptions on the Imperius Bracelet were used for the Mark of the Citizen. The MoC is meant to be a symbol that shows your citizenship to Edryan. Just like the bracelet, it would function through your mana. The problem with these devices was their limitations. A Hero Golem’s detection range was wide, but it could not cover the entire state of Edryan. I must find the right people or figure out a form of mass communication.
I left my temporary home and lab. Its furnishings were rich with the greatest pleasure Edryan could offer. That did not satisfy me. I wanted more.
Lily jumped down from the top of my mobile home and began to follow us. A bored expression plastered on her face. It was clear that she wasn’t fond of the inaction.
“Wheeeeen are you going to send me people to kill?”
The slow droll in her voice emerged as she asked the question. The woman quickly passed my two guards to make her way next to me. As her powerful aura mixed with our own both guards became unnerved as the Lash passed. Hands tighten around the grips of their weapons.
I scoffed internally. I understood mortality the greatest. In a fight between my new guards and anyone who passed level fifty… my new guards would nearly easily lose. This was especially so because they were still adjusting to their new classes and improved skills. I knew that Tobi, their leader, was the only one to level up passed 25. His class was [Imperius Knight] which gave him access to the (Imperius Combat Arts) and the nine skills tied within it. The other three of my new guards turned from [Knight Trainee] to [Imperius Knight Trainee], gaining access to new skills and the combat art.
“When my enemies become clear, and my gaze is pointed outside of Edryan,” I responded. My feelings towards Lily Maar were still plenty mixed. Until I spoke to my mother about this, I was now more reserved around her.
“Ooooooh, is that so?” Lily initially responded. A slow droll that was always clear and strong in its emphasis on each syllable spoken. “I have a report here about the previous court session,” Lily said while reaching a hand down a pouch on her waist. She fished around only for a moment before a small stack of papers was handed to me.
A quick skim through gave me an updated report on the current ongoings in the country. Formal envoys from both the Empire of Az’Dawn and the now-largest state underneath us, the Federation, held concerns about the proclamation of Goddess Madris. My mother has shifted trade to now be centered through the island Kingdom of Lorde. She also had more ships commissioned through the royal treasury. Interesting… how will the Convocation react to this news?
Edryan’s economy functioned on multiple trade fronts but ground trade through the Spatial Convocation was the most prominent. Through the blessing of the Goddess our natural resources stayed rich. Whether it be precious metals or producing foodstuff and other exotic goods. The entire country had a (Blessing of Wealth) placed upon it when Goddess Madria achieved her third domain. A divine spell of immense power cast by the Goddess. It was multi-functional, and it was what kept Edryan prosperous… It was that same blessing that caused the houses to fall into depravity and choke Edryan from within. It was also because all magi-humans were naturally born with magic that Edryan was so prosperous.
(Blessing of Wealth)
Description:
In Her divine protection you are Promised. Land of boundless abundance shall give thy refuge. For it is She! …who has graced this Mortal Realm with Her blessing. For it is She! …who is the guardian of Edryan… The Challenger, The Lavish, The Sage. Offer thy devotion to the Sage and let your harvest ever be bountiful no matter the resource.
Function 1:
Wealth of Resources
Thy resources shall never falter, as thy faith shall never waiver. Increase in all natural resources, whether precious metals, foodstuffs, or more by double or more.
Function 2:
…
“What are you thinkkkking about Your Highness,” Lily’s monotone voice asked as we made our way outside of the base of operations and to the military camp of my training army.
“The prosperity of our people and the fortune we have to be born with magic. How that simple feature allows us to produce and sell cheap magical goods to the rest of the world.”
“Edryan is prosperous through the blessings of our Goddess, we are the only nation in this world to have a God with three domains protecting us.”
“Yet she is the only Goddess of our nation. We are not like Elysium who has several demi-gods and Gods protecting and blessing their nation. In fact, because of our Goddess actions, the Gods of Lorde and Dioni refuse to bless Edryan with their domains. If Goddess Madris’s blessings were to disappear one day where would Edryan end up?”
“Oh, since when does our prosperous nation need the Blessings of Oceans and Ice? Captured Gods who don’t know their place should remain as is. Our people will still have the might of our magic…,” shadows danced at her feet as she spoke with pride.
“…far greater than most of the continent. There are only two races born with the natural gift of the world since birth. We are fortunate to be one of them,” Lily’s voice was still monotone, but the emphasis gradually disappeared as she spoke more than a few sentences. The prideful tone of arrogance replaced it as she spoke of Edryan.
I sighed… there it was. The major problem with the Edryan people and the reason this country would not be able to rise without me. Even my mother couldn’t do it. Although she set down a brilliant foundation for me to mold the country to my liking.
Edryans held too much pride.
Ade Oni, the Spatial Convocation, and more showed this pride. They had a right to do so. We, magi-humans, are powerful. We each were a natural-born mage that gave us a combat advantage far greater than others. That pride showed itself with the Greater Six Houses and more. Scions who should be within my circle from the start held too much pride. I am the [Holy Son of Edryan] and not some common prince or royal. I am the last of a dying bloodline and yet… instead of attempting to truly stand upon my side… they played for power. To try and show that they stood next to me. So, I looked for an opportunity to crush them and that opportunity appeared when Blue informed me of their budding plans.
Edryans and Elysiums were the only two nations on Elrunian where its majority race was born naturally with magic. A nation where we could support raising hundreds of mages and introduce a new class and way of fighting. Edryans as did Elysiums mixed both the blade and magic to create [Spell Swords].
It was not that the rest of the races, regular humans, dwarves, gnomes, goblins, orcs, and more couldn’t utilize magic. They were not born with it and having that advantage made a difference. Mages not born with the touch of magic trained for years in their youth meditating and comprehending in an attempt to feel the energy around us. This made them stronger casters but at some point quantity triumphed over quality.
“Imagine if we truly held the allegiance of the Dioni and Lordes. Instead of the slight veil threat we pressure their people under as Goddess Madris holds their Gods captive in her divine domain. Imagine what we could do with an easier way to diversify our mages without years of training.”
“The forces of Edryan will sweep them all away nevertheless,” Lily stated as she gestured forward at the training troops.
Every step of the Imperius Army was in sync with the practiced [Imperius Combat Arts]. (Combat Arts) were a set of skills tied together that created combos under that one skill. If a [Warrior] held three attack skills, a movement skill, and perhaps some sort of defense skill and they were able to perfect using them together. They could multiply the damage of their attacks creating a combo. Combat Arts were tying that set of five skills or more into one. This created room for more classes. After all, the maximum amount of class skills was locked at thirty. That meant ten skills per class and the world was much more versatile than that.
(Imperius Combat Arts) is a set of nine different skills that combine into the overall art. The combat art was meant to be a standard but comprehensive Combo Art that anyone could use no matter the weapon… unfortunately range missed the cut. The art worked for both armed and unarmed movements with five attack skills, two movement skills, one defensive skill, and one casting ability that worked as a weapon buff.
“Your Highness,” Alexandria greeted with a salute the moment we came within range of her. Standing next to her was Bucca and behind them were several men who worked for Law’s Sweet Golems. In front of the men were carts filled with glowing blood-red liquid. It appeared like the bubbling liquid of Lake of Revitalization whose blood was that of a [Elden Inferno Beast – ★★★★★]… a calamity.
“A thousand vials of Race-UP potion at your call Your Highness. It didn’t cost much just 10 large Edri coins,” Bucca began before she opened a small velvet chest in her hands. “This is a Mythical Grade Race-UP. Made by the Royal Alchemist and third Magi of the Royal castle, [Sire Limitless]. The rest were made by his various apprentices,” she commented the ending offhandedly.
Pancratius Nepos, eldest brother to Vice Principal Primus Nepos, also titled [Sire Limitless], was a Magi and leader of the Nepos family. The Nepos are one of the thirty-three High Noble Houses of Edryan. The Nepos family were part of the original members of the third faction of Edryan. They were members of the group that wanted to turn Edryan into an oligarchy type of state. If [Sire Limitless] didn’t take a Crowned Oath of loyalty to my mother binding him to her… The Nepos family wouldn’t exist as it is right now.
The family specialized in producing alchemical mixtures and supplied the country with multiple different potions like the high-grade mana and stamina potion I took a few days ago. They were the majority shareholder of the potion market. They held the market share for middle and high-grade potion production. The rest was left for minor houses to squabble over.
My thoughts drifted to the weathered man who seemed to be baked like a raisin in the sun. My hands picked up the Mythical Race-Up potion that Alexandria, Lily, and several other individuals hadn’t taken their eyes off. It was hot like fire and colored the same too. The Mythical Race-UP potion was in a crystal clear bottle the size of a fist. The liquid flashed reds and oranges appearing like the flames of a raging fire or the early morning sun. This was not something you could get outside of my royal family. We held the exact alchemic recipe for the Mythical Race-UP Potion.
“(Inspect).”
Status Effect: Buff (Racial Upgrade)
Name:
{Race-Up}
Description:
It looks like you hit the lottery! Now look to place yourself amongst the stars.
Function:
Refine your Self to receive the mortal limit of attributes. Ascend into the tier of Mythic regardless of your previous tier.
I turned to my short strawberry blonde general. Deep in her rose-gold eyes was a hint of anticipation and desire… all aimed at the object in my hand. There were a few methods of upgrading your racial tier to the next. Race-UP potions usually only took someone with status and money as far as Rare. Allowing them to have +6 attributes per level from their race alone. This mythical would give her access to +10 like me. With her class at Legendary, she’d only be 2 points behind me until her next class advancement. If she was lucky, there be a Mythical grade class waiting for her. Without the worship I received from the citizens of Edryan perhaps someone would be able to catch up to me.
Alexandria was getting more than a racial upgrade. She was receiving the opportunity to have more than one class of the same tier. The grade of your race did not just give you more attribute points. It allowed you to have higher rarity classes as well. If your race was Uncommon you were generally locked to Uncommon classes unless in the employ of a House or organization that could grant you higher rarity classes. This was the reason status sheets held Affiliation tags. The color of the organization showed the highest rarity of classes they held access to.
All High Noble Houses were locked at legendary… yet they usually held between one and five [Classes] of that rank for their scions to choose from. Their second class once unlocked was usually Rare, not many could support the use of multiple legendary classes. The leveling requirements would become increasingly hard.
It was only recently, after the completion of my first golem Adam, that I gained a level outside of worldly experience. However, I was confident I’d be able to have more than one class of the same tier. If my mother could, then so could I.
“Catch,” I said. I gently tossed the crystal full of life-changing liquid toward Alexandria. Her face morphed into one of panic and she scrambled forward. A huge amount of dust and dirt kicked up in the process as the general forgot to check her strength. I chuckled at the panicky expression of the woman as she caught the bottle. Her cover was gone, revealing the topmost part of her head. What a shorty.
“By Madris’s Flail! Your Highness!”
“Drink it,” I commanded. I didn’t hesitate to stare down my general, my expression serious as was my voice. It was imperative that the Mythical Race-UP never make it outside the hands of the royal family. I must ensure she uses it now and not days later when its properties can be scanned and tested by various magics.
Alexandria only hesitated for a moment. She took a long hard look at the glowing liquid that was the same color as Mythical. She popped the cork off and downed it. My general clutched her chest as her skin visibly rippled and flaked. Unattributed mana made its way into her body and the woman's eyes turned bloodshot. Oops, I should have warned her.
“(Mana Sense).”
I watched in fascination as the mana went to work as Alexandria fell to one knee. It was altering her on a fundamental level. The very magic of the world was molding her… from something, no, someone that was less… into more. It changed her… making her more susceptible to magic itself. Perhaps it was somehow molding her into a magical being? Her body sure glowed like it was pure mana. I wasn’t certain but one day I would find out. If this process could be manipulated in any shape… who knows what I could do with that power.
“Status,” she whispers. Her Power and Intent created a small gale of wind before her.
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The process continued for several moments grunts of extreme pain escaping Alexandria’s lips as her body turned inside out. The magic finally halted, and I stopped my use of (Mana Sense). “Interesting, how do you feel?”
Alexandria seemed to take a few moments to ponder her gaze on the ground and the tuffs of old skin around her. Her rose-gold eyes gazed up into my own as she stood slightly taller. “Stronger.”
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‘Status,’ Alexandria whispered internally… yet as her voice rang out the air whispered her words along. A shockwave of power spread before she rustled the grass and field as the wind picked up. Her Intent reacted with her excitement and her loss of composure allowed it to spread far outside of her intentions.
Alexandria Indrian – Level 75
HP: 600/600 (+75)
SP: 600/600 (+75)
MP: 1080/1080 (+150)
Base Atk: 66 +8
Base Def: 89 +63
HP Regen: 24/Hour +22
SP Regen: 24/Hou +22r
MP Regen: 44/Hour +43
Bloodline: [+]
Race: Magi-Human
Main Class:
[Imperius General]
Level: 50
Perks:
Empty.
Power: 220 (+25)
2nd Class: [Imperius Commanding Spell-Knight]
Level: 25
Core Skills: [+]
Vitality: 200 (+25)
3rd Class: [LOCKED]
Racial Skills: [+]
Endurance: 200 (+25)
Faith: Goddess Madris
Status Effects:
Mind: 360 (+50)
Affiliation: Imperius Army
Equipped:
Indrian General Set
Self: 190 (+25)
2nd Affiliation:
House of Indrian
Intent: 320 (+50)
Achievements: [+]
Skills: [+]
Magic Affinity:
Active Quest: -
Attribute Points: 0
Her gaze locked on the red lettering under the tab that held her race. For a long moment, her surroundings faded and all that was left was those red letters. The image of a young girl appeared in her mind. A melancholic feeling settled over her as the memory replayed. The first one she ever truly remembered as a child. The memory of her father… and the battlefield.
The shed skin and debris floated away and out of Alexandria’s gaze. Calculations ran through her thoughts on the opportunity Lawruthian just presented her. This was not just a chance to gain strength. This was an opportunity to change her family's class lines forever. If she could do enough and form a class that could be passed down…
Mythical is the domain of dukes and the crown!
Her thoughts ended there as Holy Prince Lawruthian spoke. Her gaze held a hint of the worship so many of her troops already held. For this man… she would spill the blood of any and all enemies. For this man, she would dedicate her Myth.
“Interesting, how do you feel?”
Alexandria finally gazed up. The young woman held his gaze for a long moment. Long enough to express her appreciation and… worship.
Magi-Humans, with support from the Vitality Attribute, lived an average of two hundred years. The stronger they were, the longer that number rose. Alexandria Indrian was still considered a young woman. Even if she was in her thirties. She still had another thirty years before she was considered getting close to middle-aged. For this life… Lawruthian Imperius Koltius Edryani will command it to the end! An internal promise to herself was made.
“Stronger.”
That was the only word she could say. It was so, so much more. The air tasted clearer, her gaze felt sharper, and she felt better overall… yet she hadn’t gained a single attribute point during the upgrade. She turned her attention to the thousand or so vials of Race-UP potions with the purple color of Rare and the few Legendary for her lieutenants and cousins who guarded His Highness.
“Is there anything you’d like to say to your men,” Alexandria questioned. She was ready to relay the words of her lord without hesitation.
“Not at all, let's get started, Minerva is going to be pissed if I’m not home when she wakes up. She hates it when I leave her behind.”
Alexandria smiled, pearly whites showing against her black skin. She stood at attention and gave His Highness Lawruthian a salute. After his acknowledgment, she called for the Imperius Army. Her Intent touching her lieutenants which acted as relay points for her magic and commands to spread without the need for speech.
There was work to be done.
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“Adam,” I pointed in the direction of the [Forest Monkey – ★]. “Kill.”
“Chirp,” Minerva pointed in the direction of the [Forest Monkey – ★]. “Chirp.”
I rolled my eyes while ignoring the bird on my shoulder. Standing guard just a few feet away was Tobi and Eniola. Both kept up a heightened sense of alert for any ambushes. Something I doubt would occur as the students cleared a three-mile radius around where the tracks would be laid. Something they would venture even further depending on the area.
The human-sized golem moved with much more speed than you’d think possible. The attributes boost not just Adam’s physical damage but all aspects of the golem. In a seventh of a second, the golem crossed a distance of ten meters to attack the [Forest Monkey – ★].
“(Inspect).”
[Forest Monkey – ★]
Power: 150
Base Atk: 45
Base Def: 22
HP: 300/300
SP: 375/375
Vitality: 100
Endurance: 125
HP Regen: 48/Hour
SP Regen: 60/Hour
Self: 75
Description:
The Forest Monkey is a common animal native to most of the large forests of the Elrunian continent. They tend to stay in packs and are usually led by a beast king.
A thin tendril seemed to connect me to the golem, and I knew any change in commands would be acted upon immediately. The monkey seemed to be a few dozen points away from evolution. Too bad it wouldn’t see the end of today.
The [Forest Monkey – ★] let off a piercing scream of challenge and warning as [Adam – ★★] came within its range. The beast was top-heavy with large bulging muscles underneath its brown and black fur. Several times it beat its hands on the ground in challenge and warning. Showing that it was just a beast with some strength as the ground trembled.
Adam removed its sword from its back and swung down towards the [Forest Monkey – ★]. The creature reacted instantly jumping back and out of the way before shoving its hands in the ground a lifting. Chunks of dirt and other debris smacked into the raised shield of Adam. The golem was unfazed and undamaged by such an attack.
Adam glowed a soft blue as one of the runic scripts woven in the golems frame activated. Its previous speed doubled as it landed in front of the [Forest Monkey – ★] and delivered a critical blow. As Adam’s owner, the notification arrived before me.
CRITICAL HIT!
Forest Monkey -624HP.
[Forest Monkey – ★] has been defeated. You have earned combat experience.
From head to toe, the [Forest Monkey – ★] had been split in twain. Just in time as a responding roar came from deeper in the forests. A cacophony of hooting followed as a monkey twice the size of the regular [Forest Monkey – ★] showed itself. A troop of 5 other [Forest Monkeys – ★] behind it.
“(Inspect).”
[Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★]
Power: 150
Base Atk: 120
Base Def: 75
HP: 900/900
SP: 1050/1050
Vitality: 100
Endurance: 125
HP Regen: 43/Hour
SP Regen: 50/Hour
Self: 75
Description:
The Forest Monkey Beast King is usually the leader of a troop that can range from one monkey to thousands. Most of the troop will be sired by the King causing any wanton deaths of its troop to be taken with extreme prejudice.
The [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] stood at two meters on all fours, easily twice the size of the average member of its troop. The beast king held the same fur patterns as the monkey Adam just slayed. My two guards moved closer and drew their weapons. Yet I didn’t move, no worry appeared on my face.
“Your Highness perhaps we should…,” Tobi began but halted as I held my hand up.
“First, let's watch and see,” I said to the nervous guard. “Kill,” I commanded to Adam.
The eyes of the [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] landed on its split companion as the heavy steps of Adam squashed the torn beast underfoot.
I gazed on with interest. I was out here to put Adam to the test. How could I improve as a craftsman if I didn’t know the extent of my work? The [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] gazed at Adam with some much hatred that the hair seemed to freeze. The many sounds of the forest had grown to a standstill. Only the pure unleashed roar of [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] as it doubled in size was heard as Adam approached.
“Minerva, what skills does the Beast King usually have?”
“I hope you’re ready to see Adam get broken. The [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] is known to have (Primal Rage), a stamina-using ability that increases its attack by double. Fortunately, it loses all sense of reason. Several other skills increase its damage output by more than double.”
A quick inspection of the beast showed me its new limits. “I’m certain Adam will be all right… right?”
Base Atk: 120 +120
Base Def: 75
HP: 900/900
SP: 525/1050
HP Regen: 43/Hour
SP Regen: 50/Hour
“Adam is… lacking. You rushed the process far too much!”
I tapped on one of the rings on my left hand. My sword [Eternal Love] appeared in my right hand. With a small application of my mana [Limitless Love] returned to its regular size. I wasn’t going to let my first self-built golem get destroyed. So what if I skipped adding a few runes inscriptions to his creation? Too many things needed my attention as we began Operation RAIL. We were only just settling now.
Adam moved forward, the golem still using the buff that gave it increased speed as the cost of its mana. Nearly a point per second was being drained. It moved fast but so did its enemy. The beast king approached swifter than the golem. It knocked into the golem with a shoulder bash that was barely blocked by its shield.
Adam was pushed several steps back as the golem took a few points of damage before reorientating itself. The golem’s blue-gold rune inscriptions flashed as it prepared itself.
Adam -40HP.
Although the golem blocked the attack it still received damage. One of the reasons I didn’t use shields myself. Most shields especially the knight shield Adam was using blocked only a certain amount of damage. Adam's shield increased his defense by 25% of his Base Defense. Every item was different depending on the magic woven within, the shield type, and the grade. I was no [Weaponsmith] or [Armor-smith] so the half-baked ‘weapons’ I put together for Adam could only be common. Along with the buff from my skill (Golem Commander), Adam came out taking forty points of damage.
“Stupid souls like mechanics. My golem should take no damage,” I muttered.
“Chirp?”
‘It's a video game I used to play back when I was Lawrence Brown.’
Adam pushed the [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] using the opportunity to slash his sword forward grazing the beast in a cut that was worse than it appeared. A large slash leaked blood across the beast king’s chest.
Forest Monkey Beast King -110HP.
“Seems this fight will be over quickly,” I said to my two guards, but my weapons were still at the ready.
Just as I spoke the remaining troop began to attack Adam. No damage was taken yet they remained a nuisance that quickly proved dangerous for the golem as the beast king successfully connected his next few hits. Its fist grew a size larger as its Power was enhanced by a skill.
Adam -90HP.
Adam -150HP.
Adam -150HP.
A sound of glass shattering alerted me that the golems buff from (Golem Commander) was gone. Adam was now receiving true damage. Although still enraged, the troop seemed to understand how to help their beast king. Nimbly dodging and pestering Adam with attacks before moving as the beast king sent mighty punch after punch. This time its skill faded but my golem’s health was already under half.
Adam -60HP.
Adam -60HP.
Adam -60HP.
‘If these are the monkeys of Elrunian… I wonder what the gorillas look like.’
“I’ve yet to face any but you can compare them to a small hill,” I responded to my bird as I told her knowledge from one of the many bestiaries I read. Still, as Adam was battered left and right I ignored the looks of unease from my guards.
“Adam, Exterminate,” I finally said as I shook my head.
“You left it on the wrong command this entire time?”
The golem's attack patterns change as mana coated its blade. The glowing blade would now do 1.5 times the damage at the cost of two hundred mana. Adam pivoted right as a [Forest Monkey – ★] snuck in for a strike at his hind legs. The golem moved unnaturally fast, clearly accelerated by skill as its shield bashed into the monkey. It crossed the distance of ten meters in two-tenths of a second. My eyes tracked it without a problem.
Forest Monkey -208HP.
Forest Monkey has been hit with an instance of {Shock} and {Mortal Wound}.
CRITICAL HIT!
Forest Monkey -510HP.
Spinning the golem decapitated a 2nd beast that attempted to help its brethren. Before anyone could react it turned again and stabbed the dazed monkey through the head, finishing off the near-dead beast. The remaining three members of the troop hesitated, but an anguished roar from the [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] seemed to invigorate them. This caused the last four to attack at once. The beast king jumped in the air both first charged and almost twice the size of its body as a skill activated. It fell like a meteor ready to deal a debilitating blow to Adam, while its troop approached low to harass Adam’s legs.
Adam radiated its bluish-gold hue as an intense wave of air blew in a sphere around the golem. The runic inscription for the spell (Air Burst) activated from the golem’s sword arm. Spreading in a 360° wave that blasted its surroundings to pieces. Much of the fauna was scrubbed clear until only the brown dirt remained. The [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] was the only creature to make it through the blast. Its weight and momentum barely moved it off course while its troop members tumbled away.
Adam’s blade met the [Forest Monkey Beast King – ★★] head-on. A responding clash rang out from the impact of the two creatures. Dust and debris hide the outcome in a moment of suspense. The winner was decided in one move.
Hmmm, perhaps I should get a dedicated caster next. Adam only has five spells it can cast. One for each limb. I think I can add another before the dungeon. Maybe two if I hurry. Eh… I’ll have to repair him first.
Three mournful cries were cut off as Adam dropped its ruined shield its spear nowhere in sight. The golem was a distance away from the impact zone having dodged its opponent at the final moments. Its arm opened to reveal the gleaming head of a crossbow bolt. The final weapon I equipped the golem with. The spell (Magic Bolt) activated thrice in quick succession.
“Let's return to the camp.”
CRITICAL HIT!
Forest Monkey Beast King -1,550HP.
The beast king's pierced head slowly slid down a ruined spear. Red blood and white brain matter coated the shaft before its body hit the ground with a resounding thump.
CRITICAL HIT!
Forest Monkey -508HP
CRITICAL HIT!
Forest Monkey -515HP
CRITICAL HIT!
Forest Monkey -500HP
You have defeated the Forest Monkey Troop. You have received one level from combat experience. The level is auto-assigned to:
[Hero of Edryan].
AN: I did the math is anyone curious (Just GBTed it as I was editing this chapter. In a seventh of a second Adam moved 22.4mph in that time frame. Once he activated the skill it was 111.85mph over the distance of ten meters. 400% percentage increase for of all us nerds. I think that should help everyone understand the values of attributes better with explanations like this.