Just as he did at Flying Elf Farm, Brandon Maul showed Winkle his cursed red wings as his flying troops swarmed the dragon. "[Fae
a bullfighting red cloth). "
Intelligence check successful! Fankel responded to the moth's pitiful performance with a beam of holy fire.
See? He's smart!
Surprised by the failure of his previous tactics, the Demon King successfully flew away. His slow-moving servants burned the dragon to ashes. Their ashes fell in the gray rain.
Iron Eagle approaches, and Winkle chases Moth through the air, firing a harpoon at him from a rifle-like weapon on Moth's back. The dragon evaded them deftly, but Brandon Maul intercepted him in the middle of his movement with his sword, grazing his scales with the tip of the blade.
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The effect bypasses your defenses! "Let's see if you're strong without reinforcements!" Fankel readied his secret weapon. "Little Demo
ba
e!" His spell struck Brandon Moore in the face, much to the dragon's delight.
Charisma check successful! Your exorcism weakens Brandon Moore!
"My charm is greater than yours, grasshopper!" Vai
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Brag.
"But Moore remembers how you refused to let him enjoy the pleasure of singles last time!" Moore roared, his movements slower and less confident than before. "Minions! Come and defend your king! (Summon the devil)!"
A powerful demon nearly as big as Winkle himself suddenly appeared next to the demon king, his skin a burning ash. This spicy monster spread its dragon-like wings and stretched out its sharp claws to pounce towards the dragon. As he moved, he fired a ball of shadow energy at Vaikr, preparing to engage him in close combat.
"(Spell Cleansing! When Vai
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When activating his ability, the spell disappears upon reaching his magical scales. A second later the hideous fiend was at his side, and Winkle caught his fist with his hand.
Although the monster was strong, the dragon was stronger and pushed him back, still holding on to the demon's hand. He tried to bite the delicious demon's face off, but before Winkle's jaws could reach him, it lowered its head.
The moth, always a timid elf, retreated. He landed on the eagle's back and activated his Pe
k, pointing his sword at Winkle. "Matador on horseback!"
Skill check failed! Dodge reduced drastically! Although his speed didn't decrease, Vai
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Felt his reaction time slowed down and his attention span decreased. It was like he was drunk from eating dwarves again.
Focus first on the moth's minion, Vai
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Sacred fire spewed out before the giant demon; the demon let out a roar of rage, for he was as weak to dragon fire as anything else. Winkle spun on himself, flinging the demon toward the clouds below, then chased Iron Eagle.
"Harpoon!" More ordered one of the devils to operate a bird's musket; the weapon immediately fired its chain-tipped spear at the dragon. Although he was unable to avoid the harpoon in time, due to the cursed [Picado
] Pe
k, Vai
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Did something better.
He caught the harpoon with both hands.
Then he drew the gun towards himself and tore the musket from the eagle's back, along with its vicious handler.
Motivated by the knowledge bestowed by the career system, Winkle swung the chain like a flail and hurled it at the Flying Fortress. The remains of the musket struck the metal bird, but Brandon Moore managed to escape the attack.
"Coward!" Fankle accused the moth, aiming his fireball at the eagle's back. His flames exploded through the metal plates, destroying the demon-operated musket, but failed to hit its true target, which charged towards the front of the metal bird. "Stop running, fight!"
"Moll doesn't play any more!" the Demon King replied, then roared at the metal bird. "Fire the wind spear! Blow him away!"
Iron Bird fired three shells at Winkle, and the exploding needles formed circles in the sky, just like magical circles appeared on the dragon's scales.
Unable to escape, Vankel blew out one and then the second with his flames; the explosion caused the Iron Eagle to flinch and the smoke scattered in all directions.
Before he could destroy the third, the demon Maul summoned crawled back from the clouds and slammed Winkle from behind, grabbing him by the throat with his strong arms. "Let me go, you cow-"
"Ma
Bullshit!" said Brandon Moore, pointing his sword at Wacker from a safe distance.
Skill check failed! Strength and Dexterity each reduced by one level! The demon on the dragon's back grabbed him by the neck, preventing Winkle from destroying the third wind spear as it approached. As the skill surges, the dragon begins to use the demon on its back as a shield, projectiles hitting the frustrating minion first.
A huge explosion killed the demon, leaving Winkle itchy all over, one wing worse than the other. The huge power of the explosion sent the dragon straight into the sky, struggling to fly.
Your HP has dropped below 20%! Important health!
[b牛]Start! You have regained your lost power!
Reinvigorated, Winkel managed to stabilize himself in the middle of the clouds. One of his wings was weaker than the other, he couldn't fly straight, and the moth's allowance still made him weak.
The dragon considered his options. Brutal force had no effect, but the dragon was more powerful than fire and physical strength.
he is very smart.
Fankle lifted the spell clearing, then used his blinking ring to become invisible while the cloud still enveloped him. Fighting the itching and pain, Winkle managed to catch up with the iron eagle and carefully flew over its back. The moth glanced overboard, looking for Vacker's body.
"Is he dead?" Maul was delighted, and he began shouting more orders. "Be sure to carpet the floor, and that ugly village!"
"Sudden attack!" shouted Fankle as he blasted the moths with fireballs. The explosion destroyed much of the Flying Fortress' back, sending the Demon King crashing onto the bird's left wing. Half of his body was burnt.
Your sneak attack is super effective! Winkle lands on the wing and simultaneously removes his invisibility, and Brandon Moore is back on his feet. "You...you...how dare you attack Moore while invisible!"
"I'm very smart and I won't give you a chance to run around this time!" Winkel said. He was a little unsure about his IQ score, but was eager to show off his IQ. This strategy worked for Furiben and once again proved its effectiveness. "You're not that strong when you can't hide behind your followers, are you, Moth?"
Brandon Moore was cornered and unable to fly because his wings were burned. He raised his sword and prepared to stand his ground. "[Ai
blad -]”
But the dragon was faster and gave his enemy no chance to breathe.
"Little Demo
ba
e!" Wink cast his spell, and the exorcism weakened the demon before it could strengthen itself.
The dragon then breathed his powerful dragon fire at Maul, which the moth was unable to dodge due to the previous attack. Wacker's flames melted his flesh and the metal underneath, causing the underside of the wing to explode.
The demon king stood out from the flames, transformed into a thin, charred shell. "If that's any consolation to you," Wacker taunted the angry elf. "You never had a chance to defeat me, Herbivore. From the moment you threatened my minions, you were doomed."
A voice came from the Iron Eagle, strengthened by the spell. "Your Highness, Long broke the engine!" We must make an emergency landing!"
"Drive the Iron Eagle into the crater!" Maul ordered, forced to stand with his sword. "Destroy the dragon's castle and his treasure!"
The sound the iron bird made sounded as frightened as Winkle himself. "My lord, with all the wind guns on the ship, Silent Forest Mountain will explode! The entire area will be destroyed!"
"Yes!" replied Brandon Moore. "Rosh Fender, Wenkel, Mulan, destroy them all!"
"But our army—"
"I don't care!" the devil roared, speaking in the third person for the first time. "I want them all dead!"
Warning! [Violent state applied. "It's not over yet, Vaikr!" the elf roared, showing off his sword. "Brandon Moore still has resources and friends at the bottom! He will be back -"
Furious, and faster than ever, Fankel poked the moth and squashed it like a bug.
His strong hand made the metal bird tremble on impact.
When he lifted his finger again, all he could see was blood on the metal.
Congratulations! Your [Emperor's Stylish Title! Your perks have been restored! The dragon roared and spewed a stream of fire into the sky, preparing to rampage across the land in celebration.
He would have done the same if the Iron Eagle hadn't dived straight toward his volcano.
"My treasure!" Because he was worried about whether he could keep his gold coins, his anger disappeared, and now his mind was completely focused on keeping the gold coins.
Winkle flew under the wings of the "Iron Eagle" and pushed its lower abdomen with both hands. The dragon grabbed hold of the base of the flying fortress and pushed it up with all his strength, drawing the bird away from his volcano. He struggled against the wound of the wind spear, struggled against the pain in his wings, and struggled against the weight of the metal bird.
Winkle is a dragon. The strongest! He can do it!
He thought of the coins in his treasure waiting for his return, of the princesses he was about to expose, of his servants cheering him on the ground. They gave him strength.
Using all his inexhaustible strength, Fankel succeeded in forcing the fort upward, bringing it within inches of the crater; he then pushed it back into the wasteland and arroyo away from the mountain.
The dragon, finally exhausted of all his strength, finally released the bird and struggled to breathe.
The bird continued its flight and crashed in a remote valley; the same place where Manlin Victor hid his treasure after Frippon soiled it.
The collision unleashed incredibly powerful winds that blew dust across the region. A ball of sand spread out in all directions.
"I won!" Fankel was delighted, but he was exhausted and his injured wings were starting to let him down. "I won!"
A cloud of dust came to him and enveloped him in dust, causing dust to enter his eyes. "Ah!" The dragon roared in frustration, and he scratched his eyelids to move it away.
A perfect victory!
Defeating Brandon Moore and ending the Iron Eagle threat earns you a badge.
A ray of light fell from the sky in front of Wankel, and a golden, shield-like thing fell from the sky and floated in front of him. It was one of the most beautiful installations he had ever seen, studded with colorful gems. Something worthy of his collection.
Seeing this scene, Winkle shed a tear; whether it was because of its beauty or because of the sand in his eyes, he didn't know.
Use [Crest to break the class ceiling? "Yes!" As soon as Long opened his mouth to speak, the thing and the light around it disappeared immediately.
Used by Crest! You can now reach level 60!
Using [Crown], you get [Crown] personal allowance.
[Crest]: You went from an ordinary adventurer to a folklore hero. You now have access to more prestigious courses.
Sweet! All is right with the world.
Exhausted, Fankle struggled to fly back to Mervyn, intent on burning the moth's remaining minions. Instead, he found his early guests hunting down fleeing elves and demons on a hunt.
Long was worried his big day would be ruined, but his relatives seemed happy to get free food. Winkle breathed a sigh of relief, his pride assured.
Such an easy fight. There was nothing like the battles of the Horde; his bragging days were safe. This really couldn't be better.
"Minion, where are you? I'm crowned!"
But no one answered.
"Slave!"
His servants did not teleport to him.
"Minion?" Winkle said again, now worried, but no one answered. "Slave?"
As seeds of doubt slowly grew in his mind, Winkle began searching for his cherished servant. He watched as his followers, led by kobold rangers, fought off stragglers while Sweet Chocolate captured imps in fishing nets. The minions cheered as Fankle flew over their heads, as they should. He didn't land to ask them because his wings were injured and he knew he couldn't fly again after landing.
The dragon walked north toward the sheepfold and found his dragon guest eating in his pantry. He held Joris and the golem Rollo in his arms, watching over his chief of staff, who lay in the dirt, surrounded by other weeping minions, from the demon Malfi to the reptilian Saulus. Winkle gracefully lands nearby, covering the Minions in dust.
"Ah...ah...ah, slave, you are here." Winkle gasped. He immediately noticed that his servant had grown wings and a tail, just like his master! What a loyal chief of staff. Fankle doesn't have the heart to punish him for not winning the minion battle before the guests arrive.
"Your Majesty?" Necromancer Joris looked up at him and then at his weak wings. "Brandon Moore——"
"The moth is dead!" Vai
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Brag. "I broke him, I broke his bird, I broke his pride! As you say, I got a badge of it, Manling Victor!"
His chief of staff didn't answer. Demon Malfi and other servants exchanged glances, and Victor's pet imitator let out a sad cry, and then said loudly: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid Lord Victor cannot answer."
"Of course it can, I trained it." Winkel lowered his head and woke it up from its nap. "Now is not the time to sleep! My guests are coming..."
At this moment, Winkle noticed the ice spike through his servant's chest and his empty white eyes.
Manlin Victor is…
…
he died?
The dragon saw red. "Who dares to do this?!" shouted Winkle, his weak voice making the servants tremble.
"That killer, that fairy, was teleported away after I tried to eat her." A green dragon lay on his back with a bulging belly and burped. "Vai
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, your sheep is so delicious and soft..."
Fankel would have thanked him if he hadn't been so livid.
"Minion, I command you to become immortal!" Winkle scolded his dead servant, then turned to the pile of scrap iron statues. "You, Tin Woodman, you are my servant now. Bring me chocolates, a doctor, even a fairy if necessary!"
"No one can cure death, Your Majesty," replied Rollo the Golem.
"You can!" Winkle turned to Julius and said. "Raise him like a kobold!"
"I would love to, but we cannot bring him back to life, Your Majesty," Julius replied. "The murderer cast the [necrophobia] state on Victor before murdering him. He cannot be resurrected, not even by the undead, until it is dispelled."
"I can't even possess his soul and turn him into a demon."
"Then go away, Haozi," Winkle said, placing his hand on Manlin Victor's body and activating his favorite Pe
k. "Magical purification!"
Charisma check failed!
You can't eliminate [Nec
ophobia] state.
Charisma check failed? How could it be possible? Winkle is the most charismatic dragon in the world, the Destroyer of Nemesis! How could he not pass a check?
Yet... Yet he only weakened the fairy's crystal curse on the princesses. It's not dispelling, it's weakening. Her magic surpasses even that of the evil Freeborn. Winkel thought for a while, looked around, and thankfully found the scythe next to Manlin Victor. That witch didn't have time to break the seal and control the evil.
The reality of the situation slowly dawned on Winkle.
His most cherished and loyal chief of staff, class counselor, cabinet minister and man of action, Manlin Victor, was gone.
The dragon stood still, trying to think of what to do next, while his minions tried to cheer him up. "His Majesty,"
"I refuse to accept this!" Fankel interrupted rudely. "Find a way to raise him!"
"Why so hasty, Vaikr?" asked his dragon, astonished. "It's just a disguise. A dragon-like, well-trained person, but still a human being."
"Manlin Victor is worth more than any servant," Winkle replied. He could find any new servants, but he could never find another Manling Victor. "He is the most precious treasure in my treasure trove. My bragging days would not be complete without him."
"Your Majesty," Juriris said. "There is one...last option to resurrect him, but...you need to make a huge sacrifice."
"I'll do anything to save my favorite Minion," Winkle said, looking down at the body with genuine sadness. "As long as I want."
