"[Terrain: land, plain]!"
As Winkle shouted these magical words in the desert, a screen appeared in front of him.
How much SP will you use? 50 SP / 50 meter radius.
"everyone!"
Consumes 1800 SP.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon's beautiful magic spread across the entire land, with a radius of almost two kilometers wide.
In an instant, the dry, lifeless desert turned into steppe before Wankel and his trainers. Delicious Malfi, suffocating Jules, unpalatable Allison and her tinfoil puppet allies can only whistle as plants grow beneath their feet and the sand turns to flat dirt. This effect expands in the sunlight until it reaches its limit, transforming the area into a green enclave in a barren landscape.
You have changed the [Desert] field to the [Plains] field. [Plant], [Wind], and [Earth] attacks are strengthened; grounded creatures gain a bonus on Dexterity checks.
This sight shocked all the servants present. Especially the unlikeable Allison, who cheered loudly, her portable bonsai at her feet. "magic!"
"Rollo is happy," the Golem agreed. "Rollo said we need more swamps and forests in the west and more grass in the east..."
Mu
mu
i
After hearing these compliments, the emperor secretly felt happy for his good idea. Because they needed more farmland to hold the secret meeting, and Winkle had to level up quickly, Long decided to use his [Feng Shui Master] perks to repair the entire desert.
He can eat two cows in one bite.
Unfortunately, while he could transform the desert all day long, his SP reserves were nearly depleted after this show of force.
"I need gravy!" the dragon ordered so he could get back to work. When Julius took away his body, he took out a barrel for his master to drink from, but Wacker could not recognize what it was. Smells like mint, berries, and chemicals. "What is this, Minion?"
"[Spider]." The ghoul answered. "His Majesty asked us to help him upgrade, so Malfi and I formed a training group."
"Indeed," said Yummy McPhee, pointing to a box filled with strange foods and trinkets. The other one is right next to it, containing a non-luminous power stone. "These are stat boosters. Very rare and valuable items that can increase any stat except health or SP, with a +2 boost. They are expensive and in very limited supply, but we still managed to collect a few few."
"[Power Spinach], [Skill Candy], [Agility Lettuce], [Vitality Milk], [Intelligence Powder], [Charm Bar], [Lucky Amulet]," Co
pseli
g Jules added.
"They are also banned from use in official matches," U
tasty Alliso
explain. "Your Majesty can only gain a total bonus of +10 when consumed. Every attribute enhancer consumed after this threshold is wasted."
"That's still equivalent to 10 levels of pure state growth," Rollo said.
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Immediately notice that there is something very, very wrong with this scene.
"Minion." He looked at the delicious maltose with judgment. "If they're so expensive, how can you afford to buy them for me?"
If he dares to make money from Winkel's ninety-ninety points...
"Simple, through His Majesty's wise decision to smoke the whiskey sea!" the demon explained, sounding very pleased with himself. "Through Night Blade trafficking, we have blocked all illegal smuggling activities!"
Co
pseli
g Jules said: "Then turn the angry competition into zombies and put them to work in the gold mines." "At this point, Mu
mu
i
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dollars, even after His Majesty took their share. "
Ah, yes! Fankel had almost forgotten the plan. "Has the rate of dwarves being killed by dragons gone down?"
"Well, I guess, but I don't see how that's going to happen," replied Delicious Maltose.
Winkle did as he was told, and was secretly glad. Because his plan proved that one could make money without depleting the most important natural resource.
Minions.
"All these boosters are for me and Manlin Victor?" Winkel asked with interest. While this doesn't increase his monthly stipend, more luck means more items from monsters.
"Okay," annoying Allison scratched the back of his neck, "but I suggest we leave some [intelligence fans] for Gorinich because of his...disability..."
Jules explained: "The idea is to provide His Majesty with stable status boosters and [SPe
oids]. "Due to [SPe
oids] temporarily increases SP recovery when you are practicing [Te
afo
m] Pe
When their points are exhausted at k, Your Majesty should consume them regularly. "
"Rollo and I will oversee this process so that we maintain an ecological balance in the long term," says Unpalatable Alison. “But I believe that, for the first time in centuries, making Ishfania green again is within reach.”
"This means more pasture for grazing." Vai
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Nod. "How many (SPe
oids)?”
"It's enough for your majesty to divine for four hours." Juriris replied.
"That's not enough, minion. Collect everything." The dragon beat his chest triumphantly as his minions clearly failed to grasp his intentions. "I won't stop until I remake this entire desert in my own image."
"Does Your Majesty want to change all of Ishfania at once?" Allison asked.
"Unlike the raptor, no dragon shrinks in the face of adversity!" the emperor said proudly. "You say Sabella worm is the cause of the lack of greenery? Then I won't rest until I prove that I can single-handedly determine the fate of my empire!"
"This is..." The dryad struggled to find the right words, then turned to Shrouded Bulls and Delicious Malt. "Can this be done? Math?"
"Do you doubt me, slave?" Winkle asked, uneasy with her lack of confidence in him.
"If we can collect all available SP potions in a short time." "We also need to order emergency production, but in theory, we have enough."
"Your Majesty, if you can do this, I..." Allison clasped her little hands together. "I can't contain my joy. This will be a dream come true."
"Don't ask me if I can do it," Winkle replied kindly, "but when."
"Rollo will not rest until the work of the evil Archnape is done," the puppet answered. But Rollo would be very grateful. So will the goddess. "
"The Happy Nation will also benefit from this." Malfy nodded. "It will no longer be accused of 'greenwashing'. Instead, we will help the desert turn green and then exploit its newfound natural resources."
"Enough said," Winkle said. "Now, before I show nature who owns this place, add those dark stones as well."
His servants frowned.
"Power Stone," Winkle explained. "I need to breathe harder."
"Your Majesty, while I've checked on your recent improvement in your respiratory attacks," Joris coughed, "I'm not sure consuming the Power Stone is a good idea. You could explode, die, or—"
"I am a dragon," Winkle reminded them of this timeless wisdom. "Add the glowing stone to my SP juice."
Julius cleverly opened the second box, which contained various energy stones. "Which element is it, Your Majesty?"
"Why not all of them?" Winkle asked, eager to add more to his breathing.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to say a few words on behalf of Victor." The annoying Allison made a strange expression, which the evil dragon thought was an excellent imitation of his minister's pessimism. "It's too dangerous! You can't mix energy stones of opposite elements together!"
After some thought, Winkle admitted she had a point. Don't mix gold and silver. "Add gold nuggets," Long ordered Juriris. “The ones with the most perfect color.”
"Lord of Light, Your Majesty?"
(Light)? Ah, this is the element the cursed fairy has mastered! Of course she will destroy all the gold in the world!
Winkle considered what elements to add to his breathing until a candidate came to mind. "No," he changed his mind. "Add (frost)."
"Well chosen," said Juris. "It will override your reliance on [fire]."
Let Winkle's opponents seek revenge after death.
Finally, Shroudmaster Joris added the stone to the mix. The dragon grabbed the barrel and drank everything in it under the worried eyes of his servants.
The giant dragon glanced energetically at the endless desert, puffed out his chest, and exposed his muscles. He could feel the stones and medicine mixing together in his stomach, being refined into the ultimate weapon
Vitality check…
Failed!
"What?!" Fankel snapped at the system at this obvious mistake.
You suffer from [unstable magic for 24 hours! Your magic and breathing will become erratic!
Isn't it normal?
This doesn’t sound so unmanageable…
When Camilla is in Se
When G's residence teleported them, Victor could barely control his vomiting. This place smells of both alcohol and salt water!
The reason is that he is floating in both places.
Matching her work, Se
g's realm is an underwater bar beneath the waves. The decor reminded Victor of a sunken ship, with fish floating in and out of a hole in the ceiling. Jellyfish provide the light, while a mechanical octopus acts as a bartender, serving sunny cocktails to the mermaid goddess. How the content avoids being spread around remains a mystery.
As for Victor himself, he had no problem breathing and swimming. The water felt weightless and tasted like salty beer, while his fiery armor released some steam around him.
"This is not commensurate with your sacred status, monk!" Victor noticed a grumpy man talking to Se
gargument,Se
g is a marble king with a crown of fire and eyes of the sun. When Se
The man remained standing while g sat next to the map on the counter. "Curse my chosen one for a trivial mistake and threaten to sink a nation!"
"M-meage
?The octopus mermaid complained, her face flushed with anger. She sounded completely drunk. "How would you react if a chosen clown of death ignored your divinity?!"
"I would ignore him instead of lowering myself to that childish level." The Fire King seemed ready to continue the argument, but he suddenly noticed the newcomer glaring at the Immortal Goddess. "Camilla."
"Mithras."
Your burden is too heavy. lightning) damage.
Victor could feel the tension between the two, especially when the goddess smiled falsely. "Still trying to destroy the Dark Night Land?"
"Still trying to get your immortal revolution off the ground?" the sun god replied calmly, although Victor could sense the hostility behind the words. Breakups really suck.
"Victor, please leave us," his patroness said to the Prime Minister, her hand touching his shoulder like a falcon's talon. "I hope you can protect your friend better than her patronus."
The minister wisely and quietly left the two hostile gods and approached the monk. As soon as he spoke, they began to argue violently; their mermaid master raised a hand, the insults somehow becoming background noise.
"Um... hello?" Victor said sitting next to the monk.
"Victor!" she replied, obviously delighted to see him. "My defender! Only you have never doubted my divinity!"
In fact, the Prime Minister did express doubts, but unlike Kia, he verified it before commenting. He wouldn't say it out loud. "Thank you for having me, ma'am."
"How could I not? You and Fankle are my favorite mortals! You ended slavery in the New World, crushed feudal governments left and right, and even completed the first world tour!"
Oh, this might be better than he expected! "If so, could you..."
"I know why you came here, Camilla told me." Se
g replied, trying to sound dignified. "Only a man who recognizes my greatness can prove that he has enough compassion to protect the sinner."
"I'm here for the team, Kia," Victor thought disapprovingly. I'm doing this for you.
"But I swear to destroy her country because of her blasphemy!" The goddess showed him a map and pointed to an eastern country. "I am not a monster, so I will not sink, sink. Put in the middle Just some water. No one will die!"
The minister frowned. "She's not from there."
The student stopped. "W-what do you mean?"
"You're referring to the Eternal Empire, and Kia is from Gadmani," Victor pointed out, pointing to the map. "That's the wrong country."
Se
g said nothing. Instead, she reached for her cocktail, which she swallowed like Winkle would with a disobedient Minion.
"And, she's a human reincarnated from Earth," Victor added, recalling several discussions he had with the Paladin. "I believe she was born in Ethiopia before moving to the UK. So technically if you want to sink her country of origin -"
"BWAHA!"
Victor took a step back and saw Se
g suddenly burst into tears.
"I screwed up!" she yelled, pressing her face against the counter and hugging herself. "I screwed up again!" First they banned me from the party after the Whiskey on the Sea incident, and now this!"
"Look, it's okay," Victor tried to comfort her, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Even with God, mistakes happen.”
Charisma check…
Failed!
What? !
"Even mortals have pity on me!" the monk shouted louder, and the bar owner Octopus put a beer bottle within the goddess's reach. "I'm a goddess...goddess!" Why doesn't anyone respect me?"
She is a member of the Wink family.
She looks majestic and confident on the outside, but insecure on the inside; she doesn't need pity or sympathy. Thankfully, if Victor's adventures in Ortmund taught him anything, it was how to deal with such majestic creatures.
"I mean, such behavior is completely understandable, Lord. You operate at a level beyond the comprehension of mere mortals."
Praise her to death!
“Godly Y-you
?"Se
G looked up at him, sounding both happy and embarrassed.
"Of course," Victor replied cheerfully. “Your fans can tell.”
Charisma check successful! You satisfy Se
g’s self-esteem!
"I mean, you are in charge of all the oceans in Overmond, and you are in charge of millions and millions of living things! How can you be expected to remember a mortal's country of origin when you are deciding the fate of the world? ?”
"You're just saying that to make me feel better," she replied unconvincingly.
"But isn't that true?" Victor replied, knowing that she really wanted more compliments, not less. "If I'm reminding you that you've accomplished something extraordinary, is that really flattery? Or is it history?"
Charisma check successful! It's not hard!
"Are you a goddess?" The minister kept using bait to lure the fish.
"Yes, but... I don't remember how I became," Se
g admitted sheepishly. "I was drunk when I went up there."
"Really?" Victor blinked in surprise. "This is even more magical."
"R-
eally?" The monk looked at him confused. "How?
"Yeah, that means you didn't work hard at all!" Victor said sincerely. "In my case, I brought heaven down while drinking mushroom wine. I thought I screwed up, and I did...but looking back, I'm also proud of myself."
"What? !"
Somehow, Mithra's shocked voice sounded in Se
g echoes in the background silence. The minister tried his best to ignore it and focus on the mermaid.
"Yeah, I mean," Victor breathed. "Isn't it impressive? That I had unexpectedly succeeded, in one night, all on my own, when all the happy paradises had failed for eons?" Imagine if I hadn't been on drugs. It would be a massacre!"
"Yes!"Se
g shook his fist. "I became a goddess for no reason!"
Isn't that impressive? It took others centuries to do this. Yes, they worked hard, but what about you, Your Majesty? It's all the work of genius. "
Charisma check successful! You kissed Se
G's ass, she likes it very much!
She loves it very much!
"You're right." Se
g realized that her self-pity had been replaced by enthusiasm. "Whether they like it or not, I'm a goddess. I shouldn't doubt myself."
"Yes," Victor agreed. "That is why I have come to ask her god to have mercy on one of her secret admirers."
Death could feel the burning eyes on his back, but he ignored them for the sake of the mission.
"Kia has been praying to you since the end of the Century War," Victor said. "When she held a bottle to drown her sorrows, do you think she was seeking guidance from Mithras?" No. As she looks at the bottom of her cup, she's looking for yours, Your Majesty. your. "
"This is ridiculous!" Victor heard Mithra shout after him, but Camilla drew him back into their quarrel. The vizier vaguely heard her threatening to kill a thousand [Paladin] with vampiric syphilis, and not much after that.
"I..." Now Se
g seemed embarrassed. "You said that, I'm being too mean."
"I'm sure she'll have a mission to show how sorry she is," Victor said softly.
"Maybe we can discuss it later?" Sang suggested. "I have a TV and I'm going to watch the latest episode of G
a
d
ake, P
i
cess Hu
Te
》. "
The minister's heartbeat quickened. "A real TV?" He hasn't seen one since his reincarnation!
"Yeah! I can see all the channels on Earth, and most of Offremund's too! Except where the other gods block it." She made an annoyed face. "Damn encrypted channels."
"You know what?" Victor says as the bartender offers him a cocktail while Camilla and Mithras continue to threaten with holy war. "It would be an honor."
