Johnathan stared down the Twins, this time he was in the company of ten Adamantine adventurers, five of which were from the Valorica, the threat of the dungeon was too great for the two enemies, so they had somehow agreed to a ceasefire in their endless wars, now they were going to probably be able to slay the twins for the first time in dozens of attempts, the Twins lept towards the Adamantine Adventurers and then the ringing of metal echoed through the air, and it took three strikes, three strikes to slay a beast that had sent hundreds of good people to their death, the sliced corpse fell to the ground, green ichor pooling around it. To Johnathan it was a miracle that the main attraction appeared, it had been a few delves since he had seen Barukan. The Worm began to circle them, his massive girth surrounded them, the people here were High-Adamantine, but they were facing a Low-Obdurium ranked threat, they could kill but some would certainly die in the process.
Suddenly Mana began to gather around the Worm, Johnathan recognized the formation, it was the [Fireball] spell, but before he could [Counterspell] it, the Worm attacked. For the third time that week the teleport crystals saved them, in a flash of white light they were in the guild hall. “Well, I need to tell the Guild that the Worm is a spellcaster.” He started running down the hall, bolting towards the Guild Office.
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The Elder Tempest, [Thunderous Guardian of the Mountain] was fighting the urge to smite this insolent beast where, he was its guardian, appointed by the Lord Dungeon to guard this place, and now the so-called Monkey King wanted to defy the Lord Dungeon's desires, “Now little one, the Lord dungeon created me with the intent to guard you, you have access to some of the most potent spirit herbs that ever been created, you can quietly gain power while the others fight.” The Monkey King looked up at the draconic face of the Elder of Elemental, at the hundreds of feathered white wings on its scaled body, and he asked one question, “Who are the others and what are you?” “Little one it is better that I show you .“ The Tempest stopped a part of his ever-raging storm, below the mountain, war raged, the Tempest watched as the four symbols, the Vermilion Bird, the Azure Dragon, the Black Tortoise, and the White Tiger fought,
“I guard this place against their war, they fight because they want to test their limits, be glad that Lord Dungeon created me to guard you otherwise you would forced to choose a side. As for the others, the Azure Dragon has the complete loyalty of the Azure Kobolds, Flood Serpents, and Dragon Turtles, the Black Tortoise has the allegiance of the Duergar, Derro, Earth Serpents, and the Galeb Duhr, the Vermilion bird is the ruler of the Golden Crows, the Phoenixes, and the Wind Serpents. The White Tiger rules over the gnomes, and the Snow Serpents, and is allied with the Qilin. I am one of ten Elder Tempests, ruler of the skies over the cerulean ocean, I want to be out at sea, to rage freely with no consequences, but I must guard you, as Lord Dungeon demands of me.”
The Monkey King looked over the war, at the massive amounts of power being thrown around casually, now he knew why Elder Tempest had appeared to guard them, they would have stood a chance out there, and so he asked one last question, “I need resources that can only be found outside of the mountain, resources that can fuel my cultivation , I want to leave it, please Great Elder let me leave the Mountain!” “Fine young one, but first gather your strength, and gain more techniques, then when you can scratch one of my scales will I allow you to leave the mountain.” Said the Tempest its voice booming through the air. The Monkey King knew what he had to do.
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Deep beneath the earth, the Duergar fought the hordes of Clockworks, “Damn it, do they have an infinite supply of metal, how are they able to keep building these damn things?” Hardain shouted, a Clockwork Serpent was sliced in two by his deadly soulblade, but for every single Clockwork he killed ten more would appear in their place, “Hold on Hardain, they’re sending the Despot.” said the operator over the psychic link. Just hearing that title sent shivers down his spine, “You're serious, they're sending him in?” As if in answer to his question, the ringing of metal echoed through the chamber, God they really sent him.
The despot had sustained a major wound in a battle with the White Tiger, but he had lived and he had augmented himself with Psi-tech, he could use spells, but most terrifyingly he could use both. the only Martial technique the Duergar had ever found, the Spirit Grade Seven Star Psion Avalanche, and a special Cultivation Technique that they had found, the Heaven Grade Tenfold Hundred Hateful Psion Fiendlord, and with the power of potent Psi-tech with him he was able to rival the Four Symbols in his power, of course, if they were to deploy him now, they would certainly be crushed by the other three factions working together. In an instant, the entire army of clockworks, just vanished as the Despot destroyed them in a single deadly attack. “Gods, what we created?” Hardain said as the Despot moved forward, he ranback to the tunnel where the Despot had come from.
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The Core was not happy with how the Third had turned out, on one hand, it had used almost all its schemas here as there was more than enough space to support a lot of monsters that he had. On the other hand, a massive war was raging across it, but hey it was good combat training for the inevitable day that someone would find their way to Third, although it could…yes that was perfect, the Core created a spirit fire in the cave at the peak of the central mountain, the Monkeys had already found it, and the Supreme Stoneborn Monkey used it as his personal abode. After he placed the fire, the Core moved itself into the center of the mountain, the only way in was through a secret door in the cave. Good, more safety thought the Core, although, the Core decided to create four treasure chests inside the Supreme’s cave, cycled so that it would spawn a random Martial Technique, and also made it so the corpse of Light Runner Antelope would spawn every three days. The Supreme hopefully share these gifts with the tribe.
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The Leviathan wandered the Cerulean Sea, she knew that there were nine others, but they stayed in their territory, they spread life through the sea, the eggs of creatures, and seeds of sea plants spreading through the ocean, they had an important role in the God-Core’s plan, they knew that they were responsible for all life that spread throughout the roiling waves. She was content except there was always something nagging at her, like a Crystal Urchin that was stuck in her scales, something wanted her to use something inside of her. She was afraid but she knew that the War of the Landlocked would soon spread to sea. She was afraid, what if a rival attacked, what if the War would spread to the sea, but she wouldn’t hesitate, she knew that if the others attacked she would be a roiling tsunami instead of a small wave. She drew on the Ancient power, as a rip in the Fabric of the Planes opened.
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The War would stretch beyond the Land of Mountains, the Rip would lead to new opportunities and threats, and the Monkey King would shake the fabric of the war, soon the Third would change.