The fourth day of the experiment.
Progress is slow, especially in the final battle against the evil but forgotten Furibang, but picks up immediately afterwards. Dodo Bird Nursery (Dodoca
e) Almost fully operational. Dodos can roam freely around the island in giant, demon-guarded enclosures, communicating with each other and with the wildlife introduced by the Empire.
With his dwarven minions opening the portal connecting the island to the Mervins, Winkle turns the entire island into a breeding ground for minions, under the watchful eye of the delicious Malfi. The company intends to build facilities such as hotels, beach services and cruise ships. Later, Vai
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There are even hopes of opening a Princess Wildlife Sanctuary there.
But now, the final stage of the Dodo experiment has arrived.
Winkle looked at a group of dodos sleeping outside the fence, then at his lab assistant. "The victor of the slaves."
"I have slime." His vizier held up the chosen creature, a pink jelly struggling in his arms. "The pink molester, it can breed with anything. This thing is the Mick Jagger of slime. If it moves and it's not a minor, it makes a beeping sound. Sometimes, it's even It’s not discrimination.”
“What about the genes? Does it have perfect genes?”
"It has elite stats in every aspect. Malfoy even told me that some of its descendants...can shine on their own."
"Like gold?" Winkle asked, very interested. If this is true, then his dream of creating the ultimate golden dodo may finally be within his grasp! "Will it breed?"
"Oh yes!"
But it's clearly not a bird; the slimy thing just can't resist Victor's raw sexual energy, and the Prime Minister does little to stop it from hugging his face. "For...some unexplainable reason...I fell in love with it."
"Great. We'll transfer the frustration of its reproduction onto the birds."
"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Once it's released, nothing can stop it. "
"Minions, we must save the dodo from extinction at all costs. It's for my own good." Vaikl gave that fateful order. "Let the beast go."
So Manlin Victor painfully threw the lust-filled goo out of the pen, ushering the pink molester into the Dodo's enclosure. Angry at the minister's rejection, she turned to the birds, preparing to mate with each one of them. It immediately tackled the bear closest to it into the bushes.
Victor turned away, too soft-hearted to see what would happen soon, but Winkle would not allow himself to do the same. He had to keep the breeding program on track.
So he looked at everything.
Congratulations! Saved [Exp Dodos] from extinction by creating a wildlife sanctuary for them (whether they like it or not), and competed with the Lich Fu
ibo
Make peace, you're in [Witchfi
de
Ge
e
al] gained a level in [Du
geo
B
eede
] obtained three levels! You obtained [Enhanced Hybridization] and [Rabbit Plague] career privileges!
+60 hp, +30 sp, +3 st
, +2 vit, +3 ski, +3 agi, +2 i
t, +4 cha, +2 lack.
[Improved Crossbreeding]: Your minions can now spawn hybrids that shouldn't make anatomical sense... like the mighty Owlbear or the elusive Manbearpig! No monster of the same [type] will spawn double-type offspring, each Offspring have one type of parent. This Pe
k does not affect creatures that cannot reproduce, such as golems or skeletons.
[Rabbit Plague]: If you or your followers use the ability to summon another monster, they will summon another creature of the same type. Can you create the ultimate minion?
Oh yes, he will!
"This is disgusting."
Winkle glanced at the evil Fuliben and his living followers, who vomited at the sight. It was as if they had never seen a bird mating with slime before! "You can't understand free love between different species, lich," said the dragon. "I told you I would forget you. Don't remind me for too long."
"Trust me, I don't plan on seeing you again after we teleport out."
"I haven't thanked you for rescuing me from those adventurers." Victor said to the Lich. "I still owe you a favor."
"You convinced Knight Baine not to bother me anymore," Freebon replied, and Vacker tried to ignore him. "In my mind, that evens us out."
"So, what's next?" After this 'experiment' is over, we're going west. "
"There is so much to explore in the new world that no more oceans can be crossed," Fu
ibo
replied. "Maybe I'll try to find the 'Holywood' you Earthlings keep chattering about."
"So this is farewell?" Why does the minister look sad? "Is this just a trade?"
"At least until Sabra comes to hunt us all down," the Lich replied grimly. "He will."
"Furiben is just unhappy," his fellow elf replied. "I'm sure we'll see each other again soon. I have a feeling things will get more and more interesting as time goes on."
"Now that you're done with those cliche, stupid lines, I'm going to teleport us out before my diabetes gets worse," Fulibon announced, giving Manlynn Victor one last look before casting the spell. "Dalton".
"What's the matter, Daddy Bone?" the minion cheered up.
"You are an insufferable male prostitute and a complete loser." Fuliben said back to his chief of staff, and the evil dragon glared at him. "But I had a lot of fun."
And just like that, with these words, Fuliben finally disappeared, leaving Winkel to forget about him. Finally, they can get back to what really matters.
"Minions".
"Yeah?"
"Catch a dodo to help."
His minister made a very strange expression, as if screaming silently.
"Find them a good partner so that their valuable assets can be passed on to the family." Winkel clarified his intentions because his chief of staff could not see that he saw that far.
Three generations later, he had his golden dodo.
Riding on the back of the dodo is no fun for either party.
Victor shifted uncomfortably on the back of his mount as the bird led him away from the daycare and toward the beach, where he was to meet Kya for training. While the animal was strong enough to carry his new rider, it was clearly untrained. It takes a constant struggle to persevere.
Still, the beast endured with great courage. Victor decided to name him "Dolio"
” to commemorate his bravery.
As the strong team strolled down the beach, they spotted another unlikely duo training on the sand. Victor couldn't help blinking when he saw this scene.
"Master!" Golenich wagged his tail, and Manovanel struggled to sit on his back. "Go
y
Ych has been promoted to a level in the Rangers! "Because Gorinich is good at raising horses!"
Victor and Dodorian looked at the inbred dragon knight, who glared at him.
"What, you think a horse can't be a (Chaos Knight)?" Nightmare asked. "You two-legged racist, I'll show you."
Victor and his big bird looked at them for a full minute and moved on without saying a word.
They found Kia sunbathing on the beach, wearing only a black swimsuit, her sword and blade within arm's reach. Upon hearing their arrival, the Paladin looked at Victor, then at the Dodo, and then tried not to laugh.
"Shut up," said the minister. "I did it as an experiment."
"Does it work?"
Congratulations! You loyally served as an assistant to your subjects against Fu
ibo
, proving your worth as a true duelist and fearlessly riding the rarest monsters, you earned two levels of [Chaos Knight]! You earned the [White Knight] Career Pe
k!
+60 hp, +2 st
, +1 vit, +1 ski, +1 agi, +2 i
t
[White Knight]: When you are fighting a mount, when you cast a spell or use Pe when targeting you
k (like a buff), your mount is considered an extension of yourself and will receive the benefits of that skill. You can add two more creatures to the stable of your marked mount.
"Yes." Incredibly, Dodolio
It's worth a lot of experience points, and riding it will help him level up faster. At least now his horse stopped complaining about not being marked. They would stay a few more days to train before continuing west.
Kia took one look at the creature and decided the extra experience wasn't worth the humiliation.
Victor couldn't help but look at her carefully, because he had never seen this paladin without armor. As expected, she was the picture of an Amazon warrior, with the body of a professional athlete that would make Chocolate, Charlene, and every woman he knew jealous. He didn't notice the scars or blemishes that a person with her lifestyle would have, which he assumed were caused by her healing spell.
Victor could have sworn she had put on weight and then lost weight recently, and he glanced at the whiskey bottle next to her to tell him why.
"You're making me uncomfortable," she said, noticing his gaze.
"I'm sorry," he said, staring into her face. "Kia, before we get started can I ask you a personal question? Why do you look so unhappy when you drink?"
She shrugged. “I don’t feel alive if I don’t fight.”
It wasn't an answer, but Victor took the hint. "I don't know what you mean," he said. "How could you not be happy? You're a hero and everyone loves you and adores you...I know you feel at the top of your game during a fight, but you shouldn't feel down at other times." "
"Isn't that...have you ever had a purpose in life? Like Fankle watching his treasure grow?"
Victor thought of Winkle, of Mumulin's growth, of the war with his ancestors and gods, and of everything that had brought him from the Alban Mountains to this island. "Make Fankle happy and create a place where monsters and civilized species can coexist peacefully."
“I have no purpose on earth, and that’s what’s been killing me,” she replied. "Then Mithras and Leone gave me a truly divine mission, to defeat Baraul. For ten years, I had a clear goal. My life had meaning. It was like playing a game where you Knowing you have to keep pushing until you get to the finish line. That was the best time of my life."
“But when you get to the end, your life goes on.”
As Victor guessed, although Kia hides it well, she has been struggling with depression.
"It's only when I fight that I get that sense of accomplishment back," she admits, pointing her finger at the bottle; and not in a funny way.
The sight prompted him to take action. "Maybe you could find another one," Victor suggested, trying to draw her attention away from the drink. "It's like conquering Valhalla. You're the closest so far, and that keeps you motivated."
"I thought about it, but then what? Me becoming another ascended paladin, like Mithras and Leone?" She shook her head. "They hope to expand their chosen country and gradually improve Ofre Mond. They have a vision. You can call me unimaginative, but I've always seen myself as a soldier. "
Victor wonders how she would feel if she realized that the gods and the universe were playing dice, but kept it to herself. He had wisely kept Camilla's secret, and he would not blurt it out now.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining about my life, my status or anything. I can't be happy when I don't have a higher pursuit."
"What about your teammates?"
"Kevin found his calling in politics. He's always loved 'kingdom building' and translating that into real life. The rest... depends. Some hit the road, others are looking for a way back to Earth."
None of this interests her. "How about going on an adventure with Julie?"
"It's fun, but there's no overall goal..." She smiled at him. "Look, Vic, you're great, but Kevin spent two years asking pretty much the same questions, and it didn't help us at all."
"I won't give up on you," Victor replied. He may not have been as close to her as most of his friends, but she had come to his and Winkle's aid many times in their times of need. In the "Happy Paradise", it would be impossible for him to turn his back on her.
"Maybe we could talk about something less pessimistic?" Kia suggested, changing the subject. "Have you learned to [rush]?"
After his confirmation, she jumped up and stretched. "Good. From what I gathered from our fight, you really don't end well in close quarters."
"You make it simple, you are indeed the best choice for killing monsters in close combat."
"Yes and no. I do plan on my class improving in this way, but I'm mostly trying to figure out how my skills and spells can best work together. What I don't understand is that with your level, gear and abilities, you should be hard to kill.”
Victor sighed. "The problem is, I have a lot of powerful abilities with devastating synergy, like [Charon's Grim Harvest] and [Nightmare Kingdom], but they don't stop friendly attacks."
"Ah, I see. You have a boss build. You're not supposed to fight the normal party, unless it's a summoned minion."
"of". For himself, he can simply summon undead or demons that are immune to his most dangerous abilities, and then use his other abilities to control the battlefield. Much like Aknapape. "Although I am good at creating and leading the undead, the battle in the Golden City made me understand that I have almost no way to harm them. They are my nemesis."
"Some necromancy spells can harm undead creatures just as easily as living people," the knight pointed out. "This is not my area of expertise, so I'll leave it to you to figure it out. Which brings me to your Achilles heel."
Victor listened quietly, finding it refreshing to discuss it with professionals from the (epic) department in front of him.
"I think you have so many benefits and options," Kia said. "That's a problem that my party faced as we got to the top. We ended up with so many capabilities that we didn't quite know which ones were obsolete, which ones had untapped potential, and so on."
“I’ve always believed it’s better to have options.”
"Then you're wrong. A good welfare isn't about a single problem, but about solving many problems at once. Just like your [Darwinist] has saved your life many times over."
"Except for drugs."
"Except—" She paused, looked to see if he was joking, and straightened up. "If you have too many abilities at your disposal, it can create decision paralysis in combat, which can cost you a lot. The most dangerous enemies I've encountered are those who have mastered some very powerful strategies. A master of inaction achieves nothing.”
"So you suggest I reduce my options?" Like using [Pe
f
ge]?"
"Yes." She nodded. "If you haven't used Pe in a month
k, you should consider giving it up, especially if you can make a stronger Pe
k's words. "As for the rest, I suggest we develop some strategies to maximize your efficiency. Would you mind showing me your data?"
"It doesn't hurt."
They spent more than half an hour discussing his skills and build, determining which monster skills he should fuse, which spells he could now ignore—his old [Death Candle] spell would no longer help in dangerous combat—and Victor's main advantage.
But most importantly, after checking his attributes, skills, and equipment, the two realized that the Vizier always deals a critical hit with his scythe. "Wait," Kia said, frowning. "Do you have a special ability that allows you to use (the scythe) like a magic wand?"
"Yeah, it was one of the first games I got from Bleach."
"Then your critical strike chance will be transferred to the spell you cast," Kia realized.
"Can you crit with a spell?"
"Something unpleasant, yes. Didn't you notice?"
Victor shook his head. He focuses almost entirely on buffs and summoning spells, rarely using direct damage spells. "Why didn't Death Jester tell me?"
Kia grimaced at the reminder of the "opposite gods," but remained professional. "The Death Clown is an assassin. He kills people the old-fashioned way, by confusing his enemies with hallucinations before striking the fatal blow."
"He never considered this feature."
"Unfortunately, your best skill set, [Nightmare Realm] and [Charon's Grim Harvest], will target anything that's not you, an undead, or summon immune to their effects. If you're a Ruthless A dark lord, leading a horde of undead, you will be very difficult to deal with."
"So you suggest I focus on offensive spells that can critical hit when fighting allies?"
"Yes." She smiled and nodded. "In addition to using tricks like [Acceleration] to improve yourself, especially your skill attributes. While most of your physical attributes are average or average for your level, your skills are outstanding." If Strengthen it to a certain level and you'll be nearly impossible to hit. "
"'Magic dodging jar,'" Victor said thoughtfully.
"You'll also need to buy new armor," Kia warns. "You're hard to hit, but soft. We also need to work on your reflexes."
Why does it sound like she's using him as target practice?
Skill check successful.
Victor froze as he noticed something at the edge of his vision. He turned to face the whiskey sea and noticed a flock of birds flying towards them.
No.
Not a bird.
Kia's hand closed on her sword, Victor raised his scythe, and Dodorian let out a scream.
"Our sister," one of Wotan's Valkyries pointed a sword at Victor, and the others formed a flying circle, "give her back to me."
