"Tonight, I want to eat turtle soup!"
Vaik Nightbane stood up, his head spinning and his heart filled with rage. Mud and grass cover his beautiful scales, leaving traces of his landing hundreds of meters long.
Tarasque's blow sent him flying for miles, and his golden theater collapsed in the distant light; this infuriated him even more. The dragon noticed a cloud of dust moving at full speed towards the goblin's city, far away from Winkle himself. The beast won't take its focus off its target, leaving its enemies behind to return to its deadly path.
Being ignored ranks as one of the greatest insults to dragons; right after their treasures turn to lead.
Fankle, in his fury, almost ran away after the giant, but finally stopped. Their final conflict shows the dragon that, despite its stupidity and lack of skill, it can match its brute strength. Even his powerful [Feng Shui] and [Charged Attack] can't keep it down for long.
Fankel needed a strategy.
Should he recall Victor Manling and use his [Master's Shield]? That dinosaur tricked us with his regenerative powers, and we should retaliate in kind. The idea was tempting, but Long quickly decided against it. The presence of minions made his victory all the more glorious; it would be a shame to admit that he needed them to win the battle. Moreover, the minister has received a mission to find the cursed fairy Magma Mel and put an end to his interference once and for all.
Furthermore, only by winning the duel would he receive a golden shower.
No. For the sake of his self-esteem and his income, Winkle has to win this battle on his own.
What else can help? The Emperor monitors the battlefield and notices fragments of the Energem left behind after the mountain was destroyed. The pieces gave him the power of breath and geomantic omen; they even helped send a rocket to the cursed moon!
A brilliant idea flashed into Fankel's mind.
Soon, before the Tarrasque had enough time to overtake him for good, the dragon flew up, grabbing every crystal he could get his hands on. Fankel only chose two because he had his own criteria: a red one that was as beautiful as his own scales; and a green one that complemented the other colors.
The lights glow a little, which makes him a little uncomfortable, but certainly not harmful to his health. He is a dragon after all.
With his arms full, Fankle started chasing the dinosaur. He waited for his ring to fall. But it never was.
"U
-Ri
g, faster! the dragon ordered his trinket. The Tarask had picked up speed and was now traveling much faster than Winkle. "faster!"
(The Dragon Ring of the Ancient Pharaoh can only cast [Acceleration once per day].
Once a day? What kind of shoddy servant job is that?
Fankel fought against the wind and tried his best to fly faster. He flapped his wings vigorously, raising a cloud of dust that uprooted the plants on the ground.
Drawing on the reserves of energy he always knew he had, the dragon flew faster than ever before. Faster than the wind. Compare- - - - - -
Agility check successful!
Prosperity!
Wink caused a shock wave, the whole world became a blur, and the power stone slipped from his clutches. Its crown nearly fell off, as it probably would have if it weren't tethered to its horns; his vision became a tunnel, singularly focused on the distant Tarask.
At this time, the violent beast had arrived at the wall of the orc city, threatening to fight a bloody path.
Winkle couldn't care less, but the dragon said he would stop the beast beforehand. His honor as a dragon demands victory. "For my treasure!" roared the dragon, and swallowed his dull power stone.
His stomach ached as the furnace within him struggled to burn the crystals.
Warning: You have taken damage from [Fairy] and [Core]!
What did fairies have to do with these rocks? They had a way of ruining his day.
Regardless, Winkle finally reached the Tarask and hit it from behind, preventing it from crashing through the wall.
Instead, the collision pushed them both forward!
Winkle grabbed the surprised, much larger Tarask, banged its head on the pavement and pushed it to the ground. The beast was larger and stronger than the dragon, forcing him to use all his strength to subdue it.
Just enough to stop his stomachache.
Congratulations! By absorbing a large amount of [Fire] and [Core] energy stones, your [Dragon's Breath: Flame] has evolved into [Dragon's Breath: Atomic Flame]!
It will now deal 50% more [nuclear] damage and give survivors cancer!
Wankel opened his mouth and fired.
His intense breath turned into a blinding white flame; just like the old demon used to create the sun in ancient times. He threw it into the Tarrasque's ugly face, melting its flesh.
The beast roared, freed itself, and slammed Winkle against a pagoda with one hand. The tower collapsed behind the dragon, trapping a horde of orcs and elven hounds beneath tons of stone.
"Goji
a!" Winkle suddenly realized that the villains in the city were busy fighting monsters, and they were full of fear of the dragon and his current opponent. "GOJIRA!"
The Talaskers let out a terrible roar and stopped trying to move through the city. Instead, it focused on the dragon, slamming him to the ground and throwing him into another building.
Activate [Fist of Victory], Vai
queue
Fighting with wild beasts; or what can be considered one. Since Tarask is twice the size of a dragon, Mu
mu
i
The emperor must have looked like a child trying to beat his parents.
The dragon waits for its chance, focusing on defense, avoiding the monsters' fists as they pockmark the pavement, and delivering a punch to its foe's head whenever it gets the chance. Although he moves faster than enemies can hit him, any punch from Dino is fatal, and Fankle's own punches are little more than slaps.
Just the fighting in the city caused buildings around them to collapse and homes to turn to mush.
Finally, the Tarask stumbled over the wreckage of its own making, and Winkle used the opportunity to grab its arm, turning its weight toward it, and tossing the monster aside. The creature rolled on the ground and crashed into some kind of military fortress, rocks falling on its back.
While the Tarask scrambled to reboard, Winkle prepared his ace. "Accused of assault..."
The Tarask roared out of the rubble just in time for Winkle to unleash its devastating breath. This time, his flames turned a bright green; the explosion was so destructive that it devastated the entire area, melting the ground below and vaporizing anyone unfortunate enough to be nearby. The sacred fire turns stone to ashes and flesh to steam.
The dinosaur walked on breath, its flesh falling off its bones. It struggled through the flames, closing slowly and dangerously. Winkle held his own, however, and his blinding blast nearly knocked him off his back.
The fatal blow never came.
When Winkle finally gasped for breath, he was faced with a sea of molten rock and only the charred skeletons of the Taraskers. All flesh and organs were stripped away by the dragon's flames, leaving only a pile of towering bones and an empty carapace.
"Victory!" Fankel raised his arms to the sky. "No one can stand before me!"
In the end, he won!
He once again proved that dragons are inherently superior to other reptiles. It only destroyed half the city!
Winkle's joy knew no bounds...until the skeleton twitched.
The dragon was stunned as tendons, blood vessels and flesh grew on the bones. Layers upon layers of flesh, then scales and claws and angry eyes. Within seconds, the Tarask was fully recovered.
Only now, it glows green.
Congratulations!(Ta
The asque emperor is now [radioactive]!
Fankle was too shocked to dodge the next blow.
The Tarasker headbutted the dragon so hard that he felt his ribs crack for the first time in his long life. The blow knocked Winkle into one pagoda after another, and finally against the wall of the palace four streets away. The blow knocked the dragon unconscious and his vision blurred.
Warning: Critical health! (Bravo Cow) activated,
When he regained consciousness, Winkle suddenly realized this absurd fact.
He has found the only creature in the world that he cannot defeat with force.
Augustus took some comfort in the fact that the monster couldn't defeat him either, locking them in an endless duel, but not much. Dragons are at the top of the food chain! They don't share that spot with some stupid dinosaur!
"I refuse to accept this!" Winkle said, vowing to defend the honor of his race. He stood up again, absentmindedly crushing a large spider and a group of goblins under his feet. His eyes caught Gobrina and her guards fighting nearby, but the dragon ignored them. His eyes were fixed only on the giant reptile charging towards him.
If brute force doesn't work, then use his brain! His initial intelligence score was an astonishing 64 points, and then the system increased it tenfold, and he will find a solution!
"Menu!" Winkle quickly opened his properties screen and reviewed all the perks he had accumulated during his illustrious adventuring career. Maybe he got something that would give him the strength to win.
His eyes quickly scanned his long list of abilities, including some he had never used before. [Hunter’s Determination], [Imperial Power]…
[Monster Empathy]?
(Monster Empathy: You can make a Charisma check to improve a monster's attitude toward you, making them more friendly. This skill even works on wild monsters like beasts. Monsters that hate you for personal reasons or mindless ones like golems. The robot will ignore this Pe
k.
This is what he started from [Du
geo
B
eede
], the first skill he had ever acquired in the game, he never found any use for. After the final battle with the Forsaken, the dragon suddenly remembered what his servant had said.
"Your Majesty, this sounds cliché...but when you make peace with your enemy, don't you defeat him?"
Winkel finally understood what Manlin Victor wanted to express.
The dragon sees the reptile as an enemy when it should be seen as a potential minion! All he has to do is show reason to the beast and turn it into a minion!
"Monster Resonance!" He activated his [Dungeon Breeder] skill just as the Tarasque lunged at him, claws first. Winkle stretched out his arms and directed the dragon's forgiveness toward the poor pagans.
Charisma check with -30 curse castration [Ta
asque emperor) once...
-30 years? But it's reborn! Nothing personal!
Charisma check…
Tarasque's claws were less than an inch from Winkle's neck.
successful!
[Emperor Tarask]'s attitude changes from hostile to neutral.
Under the dragon's charm, Tarask could no longer harm a real dragon.
So, the guy immediately turned around without hesitation, turned his back to Wankel, and continued walking towards the treasure half a world away.
"Wait!" Winkle ordered, walking up to the beast and asking it to stop. "How could you try to destroy my treasure? My beautiful treasure? Why don't you just flip another coin like I did?"
The monster looked at Winkle with its terrifying eyes and let out a series of grunts; [Monster Empathy] transformed these signals into rough sensations. Images of the Whisperer flashed through the dragon's mind, his overflowing treasure.
"Destroy, destroy, destroy!"
That's what was running through the guy's head, and it was driving him crazy. A magical force forces it forward, ignoring the dragon's pain and glory.
"You are possessed by a lead spirit," Winkle said, putting his hand on the monster's shoulder. "Accept me as your messenger, old maggot, and you will be freed from the sins of the fairies!" (Spell Cleansing)!"
Winkle bathed the Taraskers with his divine energy, driving away the darkness that had taken root in their hearts. Through his infinite charm, the Beast was soon cleansed of the Fairy's sins.
Charisma check successful! You derived [Magmel's Geas] from the [Ta
asque emperor]．
Lo and behold, Vaquel won.
Without the rituals of Magmel, the Tarasques ceased to be bloodthirsty, violent beasts and immediately became peaceful. The fairy's curse no longer forces it to chase the sacred treasure. It understood the meaning of Winkle's words and accepted the peace he brought to its slaves.
Instead, Tarasque conveys a single intention through an empathic bond.
hungry.
"We will feast as master and servant," Winkle said, patting the animal's carapace. "Serve me and you will never go hungry again; I never will! For you will always be my servant."
Delicate food?
"Only in case of emergency," Winkle assured the Beast. "Only in emergencies."
The animal seemed to lack the intelligence required to understand the concept, but the promise of free food calmed it.
"You...do you regard it as a friend?" Wenke lowered his head and noticed that Gobrina was next to him. The goblin and her army slaughtered the fairy slave, leaving her little armor covered in blood. Apparently, she had been overcome by Winkle's gospel power.
"I tamed it," the dragon corrected. The Tarasques have converted to Hodism and will henceforth be my servants.
"Well, I think we win, even if you caused more damage than the invading army." The goblin said, looking at the trail of destruction left by the two reptiles. "Hey, who attacked us first?"
Winkle stretched out his arms again, anticipating a golden rain of victory. After all, he won the battle alone.
But after waiting for a minute, the dragon realized that his servant had made a mistake.
Making peace with your enemies does not mean defeating them!
Congratulations! In [Du
geo
B
eede
], you befriended and tamed [Ta
asque emperor], gained three ranks. You obtained [Alpha Magnetism (Scale)] Career Pe
k!
+60 hp, +30 sp, +1 st
, +3 ski, +2 agi, +3 i
t, +2 cha, +2 lack.
[Alpha Magnetism (Scale)]: Lower reptilian creatures regard you as an Alpha worth following. When interacting with [Reptilian], [Aquatic], and [Amphibian] creatures, they must pass a Charisma check or crawl to surrender; this is a [Mind-Affecting Effect].
The Tarask fell before Winkle, raising its stinger, and in this moment of peace a new thought competed with its hunger.
Variety?
"Not me," Winkle replied, then pointed at his new minion with his left index finger. "But I have the perfect island for you!"
Two species were saved from extinction.
Fankle couldn't wait to show it off.
