The chisel danced across the boulder with a flurry of movements. The increase in strength from having destroyed the sculpture was still in effect, causing boulder’s sides to melt away with each motion. The image of the figure he wanted was already in Weed’s mind. What was necessary for fighting a dragon was not fanciful tactics but power; pure, absolute, and unrefined power. Nowhere was this more potent than in the creatures that ruled Las Gigolo. The Fire Giants who lived deep within the island. They alone were capable of standing their ground against boss class monsters. While shaping the boulder Harn started to feel that something the piece was lacking something essential. “Gah…This still doesn’t look right…But what am I missing?!?!?!”
Simply shaping the rock into the form of a Fire Giant wouldn’t be enough. It was essential to imbue emotion into a sculpture so that they could reach a higher level. But what emotion is best suited for a Fire Giant???
“Sir! The Embinyu Denomination has broken through the gate!!” Hosram gripped the hilt of his sword in anger then turned to his men “Everyone prepare for combat! We have to get back and help protect Rosenehim!”
“Yes Sir!!”
“Stay where you are!!” Shouted Weed with anger evident in his voice. Wait a second…that’s it! Anger!!! That’s what was missing from the carving!
“But sir…if we don’t act now then all of Rosenheim may perish!!”
Weed raised his hand as if to give an explanation but before he could even give a reply, a bellow rang across the night sky. It was the 4 Wyverns that Weed had given life to for the battle with Shire. They were originally a group of 10 but 6 of them had died in the battle with the undead legion. The Wyverns were the very first sculptures that Harn had given life to so they were of ample level now because of all their hunting.
“So heavy….”
“Wahhh I want to go back home to my nice den!!”
“Horrible master…”
“Why do we have to go through this!?”
The Wyverns flew high in the sky but they were carrying some kind of gigantic blanket with one wyvern at each corner. The cloth sunk in at the center indicating that there was something at the center.
-What are you doing? Hurry and drop the package so that the entrance will be sealed.
Waliyah(Wyvern 1? Not sure): *sniff* “Not even one word of thanks…Let’s just drop this and get it over with.”
The piece of clothe plummeted straight down onto the Southern entrance that the Embinyu were entering through and make a beautiful crashing sound. Inside of the blanket were numerous clay pots each containing 40 gallons of oil. “Fire ball!” Ten balls of fire were fired from all of the mages along the castle walls with each one aimed at a bottle of oil. The outside of the gate was turned into a sea of fire and the Embinyu forces that had entered the Citadel were now separated from their compatriots.
“Secret Weapon number 3. Funnel the enemy forces into the Citadel by giving them an opening. After which, separating them from their allies so that the interior defense forces can pick them off one by one.” Said Weed as though it were a fact
The soldiers were in disbelief. To actually purposely allow the enemy into a city you’re supposed to protect to the death was unheard of. Yet this man used it as a battle tactic to draw their enemies in!! “But still…The number that had entered Rosenheim just now should be at the least 60,000!! That’s simply too much for them to handle alone.”
“Don’t worry about that either. The defense forces are not that weak. They have Zahab, one of the strongest swordsmen in Versailles, Queen Evane whose holy powers rival that of a pope candidate, and the Sage Rodriguez who earned the title ‘Star of Wisdom’. I’ve also given them several tactics to use so that they’ll have an advantage over the enemy.” Told Weed in a calm voice as though he were lecturing a group of kids. “For now, focus on defending this mountain from our foes and taking down their outside forces. If either the undead dragons, siege towers, or ogres get in range of Serabourg then all our efforts will have been for naught. Got it?”
Still in shock because of the absurdity of the situation, the knights reflexively answered “….Understood Commander.”
Once that was done Weed walked back to the boulder and resumed fashioning the boulder into a suitable battle form. The pace he was working at increased considerably. Weed continued to hack away at the rock with a fearsome grin on his face which sent shivers down everybody’s spine. Each swing of his arm and movement of his body seemed to display joy and elation. Weed danced circles around the boulder
Rage!! Ahahahahhaha~!! Why didn’t I think of it before just now. Ah well who cares, now that I know what needs to be done then it’s a simple matter. If there’s one emotion I have plenty of, then it’s anger!!! Anger at Ray Bard for having stolen my money from me by selling the armor I received from the Freya Church, fury towards that bastard who arranged all of those useless trinkets in my own castle, and rage towards the Loan Sharks who haunted me for my entire high school life then stole my money!! Harn’s fury grew each second as he thought of the pain his family went through because of those men in their cheap black suits. The memory of that event was still clear as day to him. The image of Hyan crying in his grandmother’s arms that day in the hospital when those loan sharks cheated us was seared into his pupils. That money was going to be used to pay for grandmother’s surgery and Hyeon’s college funds, and to pay for the new home we were going to live in! It was a chance for them to live a better life!!
“RAHHHHHH!!!!” Grabbing the head of the sculpture he assaulted the skull with countless stabs. Despite the appearances, each one of the attacks was done with pinpoint accuracy and a masterful control of power. After the face was finished he then moved toward defining the muscles of this massive behemoth. Each of the muscles bulged out from the body expressing a kind “weight”. The upper body was curved forward to express a sense of power while the tendons/veins were traced over again to give a better sense of their depth.
Weed took several steps back to get a better look at the end result. The giant had one foot forward and was hunched down toward the ground while his face was turned clockwise slightly. The mouth was agape as though he were letting out a loud yell or trying to bite the neck of his opponent. His arms were spread to his sides in preparation of grabbing the enemy. His body’s muscles were thick and bulging. Just the biceps alone were 6 times the size of a normal mans thighs whereas the eyes seemed to possess some kind of spark that caused fear in all those who saw it. The statue seemed to possess a life and power of its own which couldn’t be tied down by human hands. It was a colossal 12 feet tall and 8 feet across (Actually bit larger since hunched down). Everyone who looked upon the piece felt as though it was rushing toward them, getting ready to grab and lift their bodies into the air so that he could better smash into the ground.
-Please Set the name sculpture
“The Fire Giant’s Rampage”
-The Fire Giant’s Rampage, is that correct?
“Yes.”
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-Ttring! You have created a masterpiece! Fire Giants are the rulers of Las Gigolo. Beings borne of fire who only know how to live and die in war, they are the embodiment of strength! Your name will be spread far and wide among sculptors everywhere for having accurately captured their rage and might. Intimacy with Fire Giants + 15
Artistic value: 30.
Special options: Players health and Mana regeneration will increase by 8%.
Intelligence and wisdom fall by 25.
The disappearance of appeal and attractiveness stat.
Increased power by 41.
Increased agility by 5.
-Improved skill of carving skill.
-Your fame increases by 15.
-Endurance rises by 20
-Stamina rises by 10
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Lifting the sculpture onto his shoulders, Weed turned to face the others “Your orders are simple. Fight and live. Protect that which you care about with your own hands and if you are going to be defeated than you find a way to survive. You must continue moving no matter how much blood or mud you’re covered. Pour everything into this one battle and live through it! We’re going to get through this! We are going to live on!! We’ll grow old and laugh about how crazy we were in some pub years from now!! And if any of you dare die on me then I swear I’ll drag your asses out of hell myself and give you another beating!!! GOT IT?!?!” I can’t be losing even more reputation points.
A couple of the people there left stunned but soon raised their hands into the air in response “YES SIR!!!”
While seemingly everyone was in high spirits, there was a small group in the back who were carefully considering what Weed had just said. “Uhh guys….”
“Yes? What is it Irene?”
“I don’t think he was joking about that dragging you out of hell part.”
Pale felt uneasy at Irene’s words and tried to ease the tension with a laugh, but his voice cracked because he could sense something was off after looking at her expression “Hahaha…What do you mean? Of course it was just a joke said by master Weed.”
“Have you forgotten about Queen Evane?”
“……….”
“He raised a person from the dead to life. Who’s to say whether he was or wasn’t joking about what he said just now???”
No one could say anything to counter this idea. After being with Weed for so long, the only thing that one could say about him was that he was greedy, brash, unpredictable, and could somehow make the impossible possible.
After finishing that long winded speech Weed began to sprint downhill at a breakneck pace. His heart pounding like mad and the shirt he wore which was now soaked completely through with sweat. He felt a mix of excitement and anger toward his enemy as he charged toward them.
“Sculpture Summoning! Hydra!” With a flash of light a hydra with eight heads, thick scaly skin, and 20 meters tall(60 feet I think? Just using a height that makes it big) appeared next to Weed, dwarfing everything near it. “Kill the ogres and stop the siege towers advance!! If you do then I’ll cook them up for you to eat later!!There was no noticeable change in the hydra’s facial expression(s) but he seemed to stride ecstatically toward the enemies with a “Hiiiiisssssssss”
Several of the ogres and Embinyu soldiers bodies were immediately trapped by the coils of the snakes body. The sound of their bones cracking could clearly be heard by all. The less fortunate ones had their upper bodies eaten and their bodies were left flailing like a chicken with their head cut off. Each time they focused on cutting off one snake head another one would gobble them up.
“Well that takes care of one thing.”
-Tori switch targets and focus on holding off the undead dragon on the left! Bingryung and Wyverns bring down the second dragon at the top! Eunsae, Golden bird, and Phoenix target the dragon on the bottom right and I’ll take the remaining one!! Their wings drooped considerably as they resigned themselves to their fate. Once they were in range Golden Bird, Eunsae, and Phoenix dived down headfirst into the one of the dragons and used their huge talons to dig onto the monster’s body. After which, they began pecking and ripping apart the dragon’s wings, forcing it to the ground. Tori’s bats clung to each and every part of the dragon’s body’s making it almost impossible for the beast to fly properly let alone fight. Bingryung and the wyverns used their breathe attacks to inflict damage on them from afar.
“Sculpture Transformation!”
-You have used the shape shifter skill
Weed’s body slowly grew in size until he was over 25 meters tall (Try going to your financial district, look at a building and count up to 8 floors then count 4 to 6 windows across. Then imagine those a giant fire giant staring down you have 5 seconds to give it to me before I eat you :< lol), his skin became a murky red and a black tattoo began to trace itself across his body. It could have been due to the fire aura surrounding his body or a trick of the eyes but the markings seemed to pulsate as if they were alive. Each of the giant’s arms was as thick as the trunk of a tree.
Strength will increase by 5% when near a Volcano or major source of fire.
-Body size has increased. Current armor will not fit. Un-equipping chest plate and leg plating.
- Strength and vitality increases considerably because of the shape shifter skill.
Vitality and recovery rate is increased according to the characteristics of the species.
Knowledge and wisdom stat has decreased to zero. Any Combat-related skills will most likely fail.
Knowledge, wisdom, art, religion, attractiveness, and elegance all drop significantly.
Shapeshifter is valid until the pieces are being.
Is applied to an affinity with nature, enhances the property of fire based attacks.
Weed had a different body but his mind was still the same.
"Not bad. Stat window! "
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Character Name: Weed tendencies: Monster
Size: 406 Race: Fire Giant
Vitality: 376,271 Mana: 1650
Strength: 1428 Agility: 1395
Stamina: 1684 Wisdom: 15
Intelligence: 11 grit: 719
Endurance: 662 Endurance: 959
Art: 70 Charisma: 462
Leadership: 751 Good: 3
Faith: 5 attractions: 8
Maetjip: 881 grace: 6
Spirit: 152 Containers: 170
* Fire Giants are the exercise of the species characteristics.
Your body now emits a fire aura. All physical attacks will also inflict the burn status.
Skill levels are now being adjusted. You can learn up to a maximum of level 8 beginner Fire Giant Skills. (This was all taken from volume 25 when Weed turned into an Ice Troll, just modified most of the words)
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All at once the war of the giants began. The dragon let loose an intense roar which seemed to swallow the world itself.
“ROOOOOOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRR!!!!!”
-Roar of the Dragon!
Dragons are peerless.
They inflict psychological pressure on inferior creatures!
Even if thousands of animals such as foxes gathered, they would end up lying on the ground, dead.
The mental process of magicians trembled with fear of the Dragon.
-Morale of the soldiers has decreased
Weed decided to let out his own battlecry in response to this challenge. Something inside of him demanded it, needed it. After taking in a deep breath Weed let loose an earsplitting roar of his own “RAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”(You have no idea how badly I wanted to switch this with “COME AT ME BRO!!” QWQ)
-You have used the skill Yell. All Allies within range are affected. There is a 200% increase in moral. All confusion among your troops is dispelled. For 5 minutes leadership will be boosted 195%.
Weed’s feet never stayed on the ground for longer than a second, his stride turned into a dash as he glides across the ground with a speed that seemed impossible for his massive size. As if accepting his dare, the undead dragon lowered his altitude and headed straight for him. Weed squatted down in an instant then leaped upwards covering a considerable distance and collided with the dragon’s body, midair sending out shock waves in every direction. The heavens themselves seemed to tremble at this impact. Unfortunately, the dragon had an advantage in terms of momentum and Weed was rapidly forced back to the ground.
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“I’m not going down that easily!!” cried Weed as he clutched onto the beasts rotting body and began to tear at the wings. “Let’s see how well you fight now!!”
Unable to bear the pain of having his precious wings torn off, the beast let out a bellow of pain “Kruahhhhhhh!!!!” But Weed was brought back to the ground all the same. A putrid smell oozed out from the beast’s mouth as he stared coldly at Weed with the hollow yet frightening eyes that only an undead dragon could possess. The dragon’s mouth was lined with rows of sharp teeth and the mouth took up 2/3rd of its head. Upon closer inspection one could see that most of its flesh had become rotten and fallen off, but a majority was still held in place by magic. The claws extended out grotesquely up at Weed.
*growl* After letting out a low snarl it began to claw at Weed’s body with his limbs and made several attempts to bite at his head but Weed kept dodging by twisting his body. Unable to push the monster’s enormous body off of him, Weed could only land several hits at the beast’s body in hopes of unbalancing him and getting a chance to go on the offensive. But the beast didn’t budge an inch and each of the monster’s attacks were getting closer to his head, not to mention the fact that Weed’s stamina was quickly fading. “Get off me you fat pig!!”
Embinyu soldiers: “Die you monster!!”
“All is for Embinyu!!”
Some of the soldiers who had been trying to scale the mountain were now slashing at Weed’s face.
“Hail Embinyu!”
Weed clenched his fist in anger. He was angry at the Embinyu denomination for having put him through all this trouble, he was angry at this animal who was getting cocky, but more than anyone he was angry at himself for being unable to get out of this mess.
“Fall now!! It is impossible for you to win! The name of Embinyu will be spread through all of Versailles!! You cannot fight destiny!!”
Destiny…? DESTINY?!?! You think I care something as stupid as destiny?! Do you actually think that I’d leave the fate of my family to something as unreliable as destiny?! I’ll be the one to decide what’s impossible and what I’ll do with my life!! Weed grinded his teeth in anger and began to launch even more punches at the dragon’s flank but it still showed no sign of moving.
When suddenly *THUNK* “SKREEEE!!” The dragon’s body recoiled slightly at the last attack.
Finally a reaction! But how…??? It should’ve taken at least another 50 more hits.
Private message: -Brother!!
-Eh?!?! Hayan!? Is that you???
-Yes, it’s me. Zephyr and I managed to make it safely to the clock tower. I’ve marked the area around the dragon’s heart. So strike there. Even an attack at his ribs or stomach should be more effective now.
Hayan had been painting the fight at a lightning fast pace since the start of the clash. It took a while but now all of the preparations were ready. She buffed her brother and the others by drawing them with great detail to show their strength, while only using a rough sketch for the undead dragons so that they would be weakened. Black paint was also used to mark further and weaken the dragon’s bodies.
Hmm…So that means I can inflict more damage now? But main problem is that it’s really hard to move right now. No, even that’s not the problem!! Hayan definitely said “Zephyr and I”!!! Grr…That freaking playboy is alone in the clock tower with my sister! Bastard!!!
Weed private messaged Zephyr in a voice filled with killing intent.
-ZEPHYR. Take three steps away from Hayan. NOW.
-“Eh?! Master Weed!? Y-You misunderstand! I wasn’t doing anything suspicious! Honest!!” Fear was evident in Zephyr’s voice as he began to stammer repeatedly
-DO NOT MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF.
-Ah um…Yes! Right away!!
Hmph…I’ll need to educate guy once this is all over. Now how the heck am I suppose to get this thing off of me.
"The divine light which guides this world, show this evil being that which is right and holy. St. blind!" A pure white light shot out from the priest shot out from the priest’s hands and penetrated the dragon’s eyes.
"Freya, the goddess of beauty which halts everything. This is the truth! The
strength of our faith. Slow!" The dragon’s movement speed only slowed down slightly. But the effects became more obvious after all of the priests began to fire the same spell at the undead dragon.
Chance!! Hmm…but before that…*Looks at the Eimbyu soldier next to his head*
Embinyu Soldier: “Know the power of Embinyu!!”
*CHOMP* *chew chew chew* “mm…Tastes like barbeque chicken.”
-You have eaten a human!! Stamina +3, Health points heals by 45.
“Heh heh, ready not here I come.”
Gripping his fist once more, Weed went into a frenzy and launched a series of punches as well as knees at the beast’s abdomen until finally it tipped over. Rolling away to the side, Weed watched gleefully as the monster’s health points finally decreased. The beast hunched over in pain and held his arm close to his stomach, but Harn could still see the will to fight in its eyes.
Without a word, Weed readied his stance once more and prepared to attack. He acknowledged the undead dragon as a strong opponent which was all the more reason he had to finish this battle quickly. There were other enemies so it would be best to finish this fight first before I become too worn out to take on the others.
“Hah!” Weed charged in and delivered a series of punches to the beast’s body. A majority of the blows were focused on breaking the ribs and chest while the other strikes were for locking up the opponent’s movements so that they couldn’t counterattack. The time Harn had spent practicing Hapkido and Tae Kwon Do was note in vain. For more than a year he had practiced basic punching, kicking, and various techniques to the brink of passing out. Every time he returned hhome, his body would be drenched in sweat and his bones creaked. But still he persisted with the training. Now these movements were engraved not just in his body but his memory as well. Each attack flowed into another heavy blow to the monster’s body. His steps became more compact and all of his excess movements disappeared as he felt his senses sharpen. Loud ‘Thumps’ rang out each time he came in contact with the dragon’s body.
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At the peak of death mountain there was a single person who was carefully watching the battle between the giants. It was Mapan. Everything seemed to fade away as he focused on the sight of Weed facing off against the undead dragon, one of the strongest monsters in all of Royal Road. He paid no attention to the explosions caused by the spells and cannons but instead began to laugh as he watched the scene unfold before hm.
“Haha….it’s because of things like this that I can’t stop being a Merchant.” Muttered Mapan look of satisfaction on his face
Mapan had been through numerous adventures with Weed, possibly as much as Irene and the others. He stood beside Weed in the battle with the undead legion, met with him in Las Gigolo with the others, correlated an attack on Bar Kahn by helping to gather over 500 paladins, and also visited the land of vampires together.
He recorded every second of the fight, making sure not to miss a single detail. Their voices split the heavens as they roared at one another. The earth itself shook when they crashed down upon it and each of their strikes caused the air to tremble.
Truth be told, Mapan considered it an honor to be able to know Weed and felt thrilled each time he watched Weed’s antics. How many could say that they watched a battle between a fire giant and an undead dragon first hand, and assisted in crushing an army 4 times their own.
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-Undead dragon receives damage in the chest, ribcage has been damaged. Defenses have been weakened. Deals 334 damage, imposes fire damage.
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-Undead dragon receives damage in the chest. Deals 470 damage, imposes fire damage.
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-Undead dragon receives damage in the heart. Temporarily stunned. Deals 600 damage, imposes fire damage.
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-Large gash has been inflicted on Undead dragon’s side. Deals 369 damage, imposes fire damage.
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-You have deal a deadly blow. Deals 920 damage, imposes fire damage. +12%(because of targeting one area, the damage increases)
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-You have deal a deadly blow. Deals 1210 damage, imposes fire damage. +19%(because of targeting one area, the damage increases)
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Finally unable to take it anymore, the dragon raised itself up high on his hind legs and slammed his neck down as though it were a sledge hammer. The sheer force of the blow shook the earth and caused several rock fragments to fly up. Then the dragon switched to a tackle and tried to bring Weed back to the ground “BAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”
Quickly stepping to the side, Weed continued his baptism of blows to the monster’s flank before finally the dragon’s flesh tore itself apart under the pressure. Black blood and rotten intestines poured out from the wound as the nauseating smell of rancid meat, rotten cheese, and burned feces all wrapped into one began to permeate through the air.
Seeing the opening, Weed tackled the dragon and forced him onto his side. After which he began to rip at the innards and used both of his hands to rip off the ribcage revealing the still pumping heart. Feeling its life fading, the dragon made a last ditch effort and tried to claw at Weed’s face. But it was all in vain; Weed succumbed to his primal instincts and let his rage take over. He beat the dragon several times with his fists until the dragon’s skull was shattered under the impact. Then he ripped out the monster’s heart and raised it up high showing off his prize.
He then made a victory cry that could only belong to a beast from the wild “Wu….Wuooooooooooooohhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” as his body became drenched in the black blood.
-ttring!
-You have gained Experience
-You have gained Experience
-Level up!
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In a pub somewhere a group of friends were staring bewildered at the large crystal ball which displayed the news about Royal Road. Except now, instead of news it showed the battle between Rosenheim kingdom and the Embinyu Denomination. Right now however, it was displaying the fight between Weed the Fire Giant and an Undead Dragon.
Jarvan IV, still dazed from what he just saw, said “Did he just….”
Before he could finished, Garen answered him with a casual tone “Kill a dragon with his barehands? Yup.”
Jarvan IV still shocked began to ask “Am I….”
Still not bothering to look at the screen “Going crazy?”
Jarvan IV: “Yeah!!”(DEMACIA~~!! AND YES LEAGUE OF LEGENDS XD)
Garen: “Sorry to inform you, but this is reality…”
Jarvan IV: “How did you know what I was going to say though?”
Garen: “Haha, because I just heard the same thing from Master Yi, Olaf, Trynadmere, and Xin Zhao!!
Gragas: “Have a drink! You need it more than I do… You’ll somehow get used to these unbelievable sights when you spend enough time watching Weed. Now to find some brew…Oi, Singed!! You’re going to share that with me, right!?”
“Yep, Shaken…not stirred.” Told Singed as he handed over the drink to the large Gragas.”
Laughing manically in the back was Shaco: “Ahahahhaha!! Rammus why don’t you try taking him on!? Jajajaja! Hmm? Where’d Rammus go??? Guys…?”
Wukong spoke out to the jester “Rammus used Power ball to run away after Weed punched the dragon in the face and ripped out the poor dragon’s heart.”
Shaco tilted his head in confusion for a few seconds then hesitantly asked “What about the others…? The pub was filled to the brim a few seconds ago.”
Recounting the events in his head Wukong told him “Let’s see…Malphite used Unstoppable force to run through the wall so he could barf out back, seems the sight of black blood spewing out from an open wound was too much for him. Shen shadow dashed behind him to console him, but for some reason I heard even more barfing afterward?? Zilean time warped out…and Teemo moved quickly out the front door.”
“Hmm…What about Sion? You want to try fighting Weed sometime?” asked Shaco curiously
Sion furiously shook his head and went back to drinking his beer.
“Oh come on! You’re already dead!!”
Sion: “Not uh! No way am I facing that monstrosity! I already died once, and there’s no way I want to die again!”
Shaco: “Aw fine….Hey Chogath! What about you?!”
Chogath almost tripped over himself when Shaco called him out. “HELL NO!!! Did you see that guy?! I may bite people’s heads off but this guy eats them whole!! Body and all!!”
Shaco: “Aw fine….Party pooper….”
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General Norman’s eyes went wide at this sight. He was watching the scene unfold from a safe location and immediately realized that the tide of battle was changing. He saw Weed as a major threat which had to be eliminated before he became too dangerous.
“I have to get rid of this man…otherwise…it’s me who’s going to die…” uttered General Norman in horror.
“Mages and artillery, concentrate fire on the Fire Giant! Necromancers, order the ogres and remaining undead dragons to take him down after the 3rd volley has weakened him!!!”
“Gah!!” cried Weed as several ogres grabbed onto him and a undead dragon bit down on one of his knees from the back.
-Tori! I told you to hold them off!! Don’t think I’m going to let you off for this!!
-That’s…They’re stronger than the other one from before!!
-What? Stronger??? How can that be, you should be able to take on even named undead dragons, so how is this one so tough?!
The answer to this question came not in a message but as a system notice.
-You have been poisoned, health declines by 250. This status will persist until healed.
-Health declines by 232
Weed’s heart sunk as he saw this message. Impossible…there’s no way that an undead dragon can possess poison traits!! There’s no such thing as a poison attribute dragon in the Royal Road Database!!!
General Norman laughed gleefully as he watched the giant’s body turn black. This was a sign that he was poisoned, and from the looks of things it seemed to be a class 5 poison.
“Gahahha, are you surprised?! This is thanks to the research our Necromancers have been doing for the past few years. We finally succeeded in creating a chimera by combining a dragon’s body with Basilisk’s blood!!”
Weed could do little as his body was pelted with spells and dark spears. His once intimidating frame was now no more than a hindrance as he was just made into a target dummy. Unable to tell left from right anymore, he ran toward where he thought the main enemy force was, but was soon held in place by the remaining ogres.
Damn it…if it’s going to be like this…
-Romune!!
-Master Weed, we’re running out of cannon ball shells! I don’t think we’ll be able to provide you much support after this!! The shaman’s mana is still high so we can keep defending the mountain. Unfortunately, the enemy’s artillery is out of our attack range…
-Forget about their artillery! Cast ‘that’ spell and get rid of these ogres and this damnable dragon!!
-But…If I cast that spell then you’ll be…
-No choice! Just do it while they’re still focused in one spot!
-Understood…
Romune carefully raised her hands up towards the skies, as though she were welcoming someone.
“Embers of domination…Flames of purgatory…Let the fires that have existed since the beginnings of time gather now and sear the world once more! Meteor Storm!!”
Part of the sky became a bright red/orange and the remaining birds in the area began flying to the South. “Skreeeeeeee!!!”
Sensing the danger, the ogres and undead dragons began to try and flee as well. They jerked back as they felt something clutching on to them from behind. Their hearts sank when they looked back to see a disfigured yet still very much alive Fire Giant.
“Heh heh, you bastards aren’t getting away from me.” Said Weed as he tightened his grip.
A flaming meteor 5 times that of the undead dragon began to fall from the heavens. The skies themselves burst into flames as it pushed its way through. If you were to look at it from right below then you would be unable to see past the clouds beyond. Such was its enormity and size. Weed smiled wryly as he stared up at the monstrosity and retightened his grip on the ogres once more.
BOOM!!!! The meteors fell down mercilessly upon their bodies until their bodies were blown apart. Dust exploded out from underground and began to spread in all directions. Everything was washed away in an instant. When the dust finally cleared, the only thing left was an enormous crater 20 times the size of a national foot ball stadium. In the center was a mass of pile of disfigured flesh which emitted black smoke and a horrid smell.
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The surrounding Embinyu soldiers were drawn to the destruction and gathered around the crevice. Not one of them made a sound. Instead, they just stared blankly at the utter destruction.
The Rosenheim knights were at a loss at what to do. Their invincible leader was now gone and they had no one to follow. Many of them had a dazed look on their faces, as though they were half awake and half asleep.
“No!!” screamed Seoyoon as she stared in horror as the meteor crashed down. It can’t be…Not like this…It end like this for you…Unable to hold herself back, she took hold of Rover’s reins and began to descend down the mountain toward the crater.
Rover: “Eumoo??”
“Come on Rover! Go faster!” yelled Seoyoon as she forced Rover to press on. The wind blew furiously past her and tangled her hair but she didn’t care
Rover: Mm…I don’t get what’s going on but anything is better than following my crazy master. Plus this feels really nice! So soft… “Eumooooo!!!!”
“Wait for me!!” After wiping his tears away with his forearm, Mapan readied his cart natures once more. “I’m going as well!!” There are some things more valuable than money, such as moments like these. I swore to myself that even if all hell broke loose, I would still follow Master Weed and record all of his adventures in my memories.
Already half way down the mountain, Seoyoon readied herself for the enemy. Determination was obvious in her eyes. She was set on making it to Weed’s side no matter the consequences.
“Incredible….” Said Geomchi as he looked at the crater Romune had created. I knew that spells were powerful, but I never imagined that they could create something like this! Rather than fear, he felt excitement as he looked at this new frontier. His bliss was soon interrupted as several shadows ran past him.
“Wait for me!!” shouted Maylon in distress
“Oi, Mapan! Get back here! We need a ride as well!!” yelled Pale as he chased down the cart
“Huff Huff…Making a girl run…You’re going to get a hell of a beating later Mapan!” screamed an out of breath Romune
Why does he have so many people chasing after him…I never knew that he was this popular. And they’re beautiful girls to boot!! A blood vessel on Geomchi’s head was bulging and on the verge of exploding!
“Wahhhh, Please don’t leave me behind as well!!” said Irene as she hurriedly ran after everyone while holding up the ends of her skirt
“Come on dear! We can’t miss this chance!” yelled a sweet voice from the back. Following close behind her was an intimidating Paladin closely behind.
“Coming…” said Volk in an eerie voice. Volk’s grim face and intimidating 6 foot 5 build further amplified his frightening aura.
“Grrr….” Geomchi tightened his grip on his sword in anger. He was a bachelor since childhood and had not once had a girlfriend, let alone held a girls hand. Likewise, all of the martial artists gathered there were in the same situation as Geomchi. All of them had never graduated from high school(was it college? Kinda forgetting here) and instead focused solely on mastering martial arts. Why is he so popular…‘What does he have that I don’t!!’ Thought all of them in unison.
Libby grabbed onto Geo39chi’s arm and began tugging at it repeatedly “Honey! We have to help him too!”
*BURST!* “Stay where you are!!” Geomchi shouted, unable to hold his anger. “We’ll take care of this.” That’s right…I finally know. The only difference between us is the amount of fame we’ve gained through quests and battles. If I gain fame then I’ll also have girls chasing after me!!
“Master…??” said Geo39chi, unable to figure out what his master wanted.
“It’s our turn to fight.” lectured Geomchi in severe tone. He turned and stared at Libby who was closely hugging onto Geo39chi’s arm. So jealous… “You just stay here and guard the mages and priests.”
“Ahh….” He must want me to stay with Libby. I never knew he was so thoughtful. “Understood, master. I’ll make sure that not a single one of those Embinyu bastards make it up here!!” shouted the man as he pounded his armor and made a resolute face.
Fight the enemies, slay a lot of them, gain fame, and get a girlfriend. He’s already ahead of me, so I can’t let him fight in this battle. “Men! Make ready for combat!!”
In no time at all Seoyoon was within range of the Embinyu soldiers.
“Kill her!!”
“So pretty…”
“You will not stop me.” Replied Seoyoon as she made ready for combat. Her sword came into contact with the first enemy that neared her. The sheer force of the blow rivaled that of a sledge hammer. The soldier was sent crashing into the back, leaving everyone else stunned. Seoyoon bit her lips back each time she stared at the crater. “Out of my way!!” She carefully aimed her sword at the gaps in the paladin’s armor and made sure to launch a few strikes during the return swing to keep them weary.
Countless battles alone in the plains of despair had taught her one thing. Never stop moving when in combat. The moment your body slows down or your sword drops is when the opponent will strike at you. “Hah!” Her sword drew an arc in the air and slashed across one of the soldier’s shields, and then with a twist of her wrist she sent the blade flying into the head of the person next to him. Each of her attacks sent the enemies reeling.
*Swish Swish* 5 arrows were fired at the warriors who were about to charge at Seoyoon.
“Fire ball!” 8 fire balls shot out from Romune’s staff and created a wall of fire separating them from each other.
“Be careful Miss Seoyoon, it’s rather dangerous to go out alone.” Said Irene in a serene voice
“Yeah! Don’t hog all the fun for yourself!!” shouted Maylon
*Blush* Seoyoon nodded slightly at her new companions.
“By the power of the holy spirit, restore her health. Healing hand! (Actually got the incantation from oddsquad when they killed the wolf) We’ll follow you as well. You see, we owe Master Weed a debt of gratitude.”
Excited and somewhat embarrassed, Seoyoon began to take out her enemies one by one.
“Yatz! Yatz!” yelled Seoyoon briskly. A little giggling could be heard from the back as she swung her sword.
“Master, so what’s the plan?”
“I have an incredible plan!”
“Great, what is it?”
“We go down and kick all of their asses!!”
“………………..”
“Listen my brothers. Why do you think it is that Harn has so many girls following him and yet we have so few?”
They shook their heads back and forth, unsure of what to say.
“It’s fame. Harn has fought in numerous battles and completed various quests. Whereas we have not.”
“Ahh….” They nodded as if they finally understood.
“So if we beat a lot of enemies in this battle we will gain fame. Fame will lead to us being more popular. And popularity means we’ll meet more girls!!!” finished Geomchi proudly.
“Ah! So that’s how!! Come on guys, let’s go show them what we’re made of!!” cried Geo2chi getting ready to sprint downhill.
“Wait!!!” yelled Geomchi, grabbing onto his arm.
“What is it…??”
“Simply beating our enemies won’t be enough.”
“Then what should we do??”
Smiling, Geomchi took out a black colored flag from his backpack. The one they used in the land of vampires.
“Ahhh….”
The Rosenheim knights remained on top of the hill, still in a daze, while Weed’s friends rushed toward the enemy and the crater far behind them.
“Captain Becker! Snap out of it!! What are your orders?!”
“Captain Becker!”
“It’s impossible…There’s no way that he could have…” said Becker half heartedly, despair evident in his eyes.
“Come on boys!! Let’s kick some ass! We can’t back down now!” yelled Geomchi to his students. For some reason their upper body armor and shirts were unequipped and they were waving a black flag in the air. “We are invincible in black! No matter what happens we do not back down!!”
The knights gazed in awe as the martial artists charged fearlessly at the enemy without any armor. They mistook the black flag Geo45chi was holding as a symbol of “No Surrender” since the symbol for giving up was a white flag.
“That’s right…He’s invincible. Weed can never die. His will lives on in us.” Becker said to himself, as though it were some spell. Finally breaking out of his shock, Becker stood up and readied his blade.
“Sir…?” asked a worried knight
“Knights, Assemble!!!”
“Sir!” All of them lined up in a single fashion line at the sudden shout. A sign of the many hours they had trained.
“Everyone! Ready your weapons!!”
“Stop! Becker, what do you think you’re doing!!” cried Elliott in a cracked voice. His armor showed several cracks and his face was covered in blood and sweat.
“You probably wouldn’t understand since this is your first time meeting him” turning to face the others he said “Tell me, what’s the name of our squadron?!”
“Serabourg defense squadron numbers 4 through 15!!” yelled everyone instinctively
“WRONG!”
Each of them stared at each other in confusion, wondering what was wrong about it.
“Johnson and Hosram, what is the name of our squadron!!”
Seeming to understand what their brother was saying, they raised their swords up together and yelled out in a loud voice “We are the original members who participated in the clean up Lair of Litvart mission 4 years ago(not sure about time)!!”
“And who is our commander!?!”
“Master Weed!!!”
Lowering his sword so that it pointed at the crater, Becker roared “TO THE COMMANDER!!!!!”
“CHARGE!!”
Most of the knights remaining on death mountain began to dash madly downhill on their horses to meet with the others, while the remaining ones stayed to defend the cannons and wizards.
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“Uncle Johnson! Uncle Johnson!” cried a pair 8 year old twins who were wearing matching clothes.
“Ahahha, what are you doing up so late? Couldn’t sleep?” asked an old man in a rocking chair
“Not uh…We want to hear the story!”
“Ohh…Which one might you be talking about?” smirked Johnson, setting down his book
“You know which one!!” the two boys pouted together and glared at the man “The one about lady warrior!! From 30 years ago!!”
*Sigh* “Honestly…Hosram’s going to give me a lecture about keeping you two up so late.”
Smiling brightly “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure to put in a good word for you! Heh heh”
“grr…Cheeky little brats. Meh fine…I felt like reminiscing about it anyway.”
The two boys quickly got into bed and covered themselves with their sheets.
“It was right after Weed had fallen in combat. Our artillery had just run out of cannon balls and the only thing keeping our position from being run over were the shamans summoning the giant boulders. On one side the Embinyu forces had suffered a major blow from losing their trump card and half of their forces whereas we lost our commander. It may have been out of desperation, fatigue, or simple hope but either way we stormed down Death Mountain to reinforce the others and headed toward the crater.” Johnson paused slightly, and raised his head to the sky as though he were looking off into the distance. “I can still remember it like yesterday…Most of us were frightened and unsure about what was going to happen. Our armor weighed down on us and we felt as though we were marching to our doom. Each stride we took reinforced this thought.”
“And then what happened, and then what happened?!” yelled the twins, unable to contain themselves.
“We saw a goddess…” muttered the man, still entranced by his memory “Her beautiful red hair flowed through the air as she clashed with the enemies. That elegant face of hers became tinged with blood when she dove under her opponents and split their bodies in two. She was…a breath of fresh air on that hardened battle field where people died by the thousands. All those who watched became entranced by her delicate movements.”
“Waaaaah! How pretty?!”
“She possessed beauty which surpassed that of any goddess.”
“I’m telling on you to Miss Ably!!”
“Gah! Don’t you dare! If you do that then I guarantee that you’ll never be able to have any candy for the rest of your life. That and I’ll never tell you this story again!”
“Ahhh, we’re sorry!! We apologize!!” the two did an over exaggerated bow “Please continue!”
“Hmph…No where was I…Ah, yes! I was talking about her moves.” Settling back into his chair Johnson continued with his story “She was completely different from Master Weed. He was a man who always charged forward, breaking through anything and everything that got in his way. Whereas she…she danced upon the battlefield. Her body didn’t seem to be tied down by gravity. The volley of arrows never so much as touched her armor, and she coolly cut down her foes. For her enemies she was a goddess of destruction, whereas she was the priestess of salvation for her allies whom she fought for. Indeed…all of us felt as though she were a valkyrie, the legendary female figure from Norse Mythology, descended to Versailles. We wanted to fight alongside her. Yes…That was it…”
“And afterward?!”
“Now now, it’s time for bed…Can’t be letting you kids stay up too late.
“Awww…..”
“Well then, good night you noisy brats!”
“Blehhh!!” said the boys as they stuck out their tongues
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Back to present day, the Rosenheim knights had finished descending and regrouped with Weed’s friends and Seoyoon.
“Archer Squadron! Fire a volley and provide covering fire!” yelled Becker
Overtaken with new life, Hosram joined in the charge “Knight Squadron!! Lance units 4 through 7, with me!!!”
“We will follow Master Weed’s final order! Fight and live, use your own strength to protect what you care about. We’re going to survive this battle and make it back home to our families!” roared Johnson vigorously “Heavy armored regiments 3 through 5 support our flanks! Protect the lady!! TO THE COMMANDER!!!