Fankle gasped, raised his hands, and cast his magic for the sixtieth time. "Start colonizing: the mainland!"
His power spread across the desert beneath his and his minions' feet; but the sand turned into bright, colorful sugar instead of green grass. A mountain of butter appeared to his left and a lake of chocolate appeared to his right. Candy flowers bloom across the grounds, alongside licorice trees and cake boulders.
Within seconds, the area transforms into a baker's paradise.
You have turned [desert] into [candy land]! You have increased the local incidence of [diabetes]!
Cooking-based abilities will be greatly enhanced
"What's wrong?!" Vaikl complained, interrupting the announcement. "How come this keeps happening?!"
He spent hours trying to dye the desert green, but it ended up being colorful!
The dragon glanced at the newly transformed landscape behind him, a patchwork of floating islands, snowy mountains, metallic tinfoil dungeons, and other aberrations. Worse, not once did he create a golden land worthy of his rule!
"Obviously, His Majesty's (unstable magic) randomly generates energy fields." Allison said, turning to other followers. “We have 30 different types of fields so far?”
“We have a total of four [Lost Forests], three [Crystal Cave], one [Enchanted Lake], two [Floating Islands], one [Gear Factory], two [Hot Springs], one [Grave Canyon]… …” Delicious McPhee kept reading the list, and was delighted to see the next entry: “A [Devil’s Shrine]!”
Co
pseli
g Jules added: "We're still not sure how the (outer space) and (outer space) nodes work."
"Your Majesty, we can't go on like this." "The local climate will be completely chaotic!"
"Rollo is happy with it," the farmer replied, opening the sugary patch of land to find mochi growing inside. "Rollo can work the land!"
“Our citizens would welcome more environmentally friendly types,” Co
pseli
g Jules said. But I agree with Alison. Putting so many different fields together will create ecological problems in the future. "
"I'm not going to stop," Vankel decided. "I said that I will not give up until the desert is driven out of my empire, and I will not compromise!"
Not even with so many cakes!
"Your Majesty, I understand how you feel, really." Allison, who was not happy, continued to argue. "But what happens if (the acid lake) causes toxic rainwater to spread to the nearby (slime paradise) and (gear factory)? We can't control the entire ecosystem!"
"Manlin Victor can," Long replied, trusting his chief of staff to handle the boring Minions part. "He's going to do it."
"Oh, good idea." "With his (Weathe
make
) level, he can create magical weather conditions. "
"But [weather control] only lasts a limited time," Allison noted.
"Not if there is a (permanent enchantment) effect," the ghoul replied. "He should be of a high enough level to perform this move."
“This is how our corporate overlords cover up climate change,” Malfi added.
"Once again, I would like to remind everyone that there is no scientific evidence that releasing necrotic magic into the atmosphere will have a negative impact on the environment," Co
pseli
g Jules said.
The dryad raised a finger, lowered it, then realized that Winkle's logic was irrefutable. "Higher magic is ridiculous."
"The universe obeys my will!" the dragon declared loudly, swallowing his [spider] bucket and wiping the liquid from his mouth. "Next!"
Victor misses television so much. Se
g has a full size plasma screen!
"…which is why no princess hunter hunts in the cold north without disguise," G
a
d
Ake explained from behind the screen that he was stalking a group of giants while hiding under the snow. Why dragons talk to themselves remains a mystery, but it makes for good television. "If I make a wrong move, they'll notice my warm breath and attack me. Because the Ice Giant Princess is half knight, half giant...100% a princess!"
"Wow, I didn't think there was an ice giant in this world, let alone a princess," said Victor, who and Se
g share a sofa. Both men had their heads drooped like lazy men, a glass of wine in their hands, and the remaining fish pizza in the corner of the room.
"Democratic climate change destroys their natural habitat," Se
g said.
"Aren't you the goddess of revolution and liberty?" Victor asked curiously. "Why would you want to watch a show about saving an outdated monarchy from extinction?"
"Guilty pleasure," Se
g admitted. "I hate aristocrats, so I like to watch G
a
d
Make catch them. "
"You know what? Fankle rescued me from most of his current 'wildlife sanctuaries.'" Victor smiled. "He puts them in the bag like candy!"
"A bag?" Sheng smiled.
"Then he tried to call Long's vet!"
The two told each other about their adventures in Outremond, from Victor's escape from the Lowry House to Mori helping aliens after a UFO traffic accident. "...He also wants to use shells to compensate for the damage!"
"Really?" Victor kept laughing. "This is hilarious!"
"Yeah, this town was never the same after the Lightning Gun Mexican standoff," the mermaid said. "I think that's why Moon Man gets the Chaos part. Then there's a giant pillar of light and poof, he's in the Hall of Valor."
"Was he still high when he went up?" Victor asked, looking at his cocktail glass, Se
g nodded while suppressing tears of joy. Hell, his own drug trip seemed restrained by comparison. "Also, is it just me, or is the alcohol playing a role? I'm supposed to be immune to this stuff." "
"In my two-dimensional world, you are not!" The goddess and the minister toasted. "Where have you been, best fool?"
"Happiness," Victor answered. "Where have you been, best mermaid?"
"Well, don't be a traitor to the company," she said with a smile. "I don't understand. How did the other gods get so many good followers?"
"What do you mean?" Victor frowned, "Aren't you already super popular?"
"No, I'm right before Sabra and the Mooneys, and tied with Eising Green!" the student complained. "Yes, Camilla is sexy and brooding and has outsider charm, but come on, Mithras? He doesn't have a stick in his ass, he has a spear! So why does everyone love him?"
"Well, I have to give it to Mithras," Victor said, although he doubted they could get along. "He probably had a dozen more important assignments to deal with, yet he took it upon himself to defend a claimant. I don't recall Dice ever doing the same thing for me."
Maybe he was harsh and rigid, but Mithras clearly cared about helping people. Victor respected that.
"I want to help too!" Sheng complained. "I'm trying, but I keep screwing up!"
"God," Victor said, realizing her problem. “You can’t get others to believe in you if you don’t believe in yourself first.”
She looked at him as if he had casually revealed an ancient cosmic secret.
“What you need, God, is someone to constantly remind you how amazing and thoughtful you are,” Victor said, recalling Winkle’s lesson about raising little flying bugs. Until greatness becomes second nature to you. You 'screwed up,' and I use that word loosely, because you believed you were going to screw up. "
"But—"
"Your piety." He put the cup on the edge of the sofa, held her hand, and looked directly into her eyes. "Believe in yourself...because I believe in you."
Her face was so flushed that he could almost see the steam rising from her forehead.
Charisma check successful!
What does it feel like to lick boots? Because she has eight legs!
"Victor..." Se
g followed behind, one of her tentacles rubbing against his thigh.
If she asks "Do you like He?"
Tai?" I want to teleport out.
"Do you want to be my prophet?"
Oh, thanks Dice! "Yes!" Victor replied quickly, lest she change her mind and ask for something obscene; he got drunk and accepted the job. "But, frankly, I've served half the Pantheon and Vaikr."
"I know that being a prophet is like being a follower," Se
g said, obviously too drunk to realize the insensitivity of her words. "You are very experienced!"
He felt something burning on his thigh, it was Se
Where g brushed against him. Maybe a new symbol.
Congratulations! You got [by Se
g claimed] personal welfare.
[Se
g Claim]: When you level up, you have an additional 10% chance of gaining a skill or agility point. You can breathe and survive underwater, and you always benefit from the bonuses of underwater terrain; you are immune to the negative health effects of alcohol, but you can still get drunk.
damn it. He became a professional sycophant.
"According to my faith, your first task is to oversee the salvation of Kia Bekele," Se
g said, trying to sound like a majestic, forgiving god, but failing completely. "Then you will remind everyone that I am a great and loving goddess until I believe it myself."
"I will," said Victor, who considered this the price of lifting the Kia curse.
There was a knock on the TV room door. Judging from the voice, it was Camilla. "Victor!"
"What is it, vampire mother?"
"We have to leave!" She must have finally stopped arguing with Mithras.
"Can I return to this place?" Victor asked Se
g. He doesn't mind hanging out with the mermaid a lot; she's fun, and she has a TV.
"Always here for you!" Se
g replied before changing the channel.
Victor walked to the door and found Camilla and Mithra waiting on the other side. While the God of Justice was as motionless as a statue, the patron saint of Death had his arms crossed, ready to kill on the spot.
"Is there any progress on your Paladin friend's case?" she asked Victor.
"Yes," he said. "I have the authority to resolve this case."
"Very well," Camilla replied, glaring at Mithras. "At least the guy I picked is doing his job."
Victo
Sincerely hope his friendship with Kia never ends up like these two.
"Thank you." The God of Justice said to Victor, ignoring Camilla. "I appreciate your kind act."
"Can I get benefits from it?" the minister asked, trying his luck.
"You have received it," Mithras replied, and teleported away. “Don’t be greedy about doing the right thing.”
Well, Victor is half-dragon now. Greed is part of it.
"He wants to know why I dumped him," Camilla replied angrily, before waving her hand. In the blink of an eye, Victor found himself back in the lab in the pocket dimension, his retriever busy playing with the Soul Crown.
"Are you okay?" The minister noticed the anger and frustration of the dark elf goddess and asked her.
"No," she replied, quickly changing the subject. "Victor, you have G
a
d
ake and chilli
g with Se
g?"
"We watched a documentary, but no, we didn't relax like that."
"That's great, because even if I thank you, I won't step on Se
The place g went to first. I have my own standards and I need to vent now. "
The minister froze. "What does it mean?"
Camilla looked at Victor, then at the undead operating table in the laboratory, and then at him again.
[Herpes], [Syphilis], and [Adenal Warts] deny [claims by Cybele]. Warning: You have received super effective damage from blood loss! Your HP has dropped to less than a third!
Congratulations! Because of your charming ways and behavior, you have obtained four levels of [Devil's Rake]! You have obtained [Dia
Muid's Curse] and [Emotional Magic I] perks.
+120 hp, +10 sp, +4 vit, +2 ski, +4 agi, +3 i
t, +8 cha, +1 lack.
[Dia
Muid Curse]: Skill, 60 SP. You can have your naked face cursed for 5 minutes, manifesting as a spot on your cheek. During this time, anyone looking at your face must succeed on a Charisma check or become entranced by your face and drop everything to stare at it. This is a [Curse] effect that will affect the victim until it is magically lifted.
[Emotional Magic I]: You can learn and cast first-level spells; in addition, even if you do not have the opportunity to enter a relevant professional school, you can also learn spells using the [Psychic] or [Emotional] descriptors. This stacks with other tier access perks you might get from other classes.
Night falls and the cursed moon rises from the sky, when Winkle unleashes his magic for the hundredth time?
In fact, he has lost count.
"Start colonizing: the mainland!"
Once again the desert yielded to his will, stretching to the stony shore that separated it from the sea. The sand is covered with a layer of moss, and trees and giant house-sized mushrooms grow around it.
You changed the [Desert] venue to the [Fungus Forest] venue!
[Plant] creatures will receive improvements in all attributes, and the effects of [Plant] and [Poison] will be greatly enhanced. Physical illness lasts twice as long.
"Next," Winkle announced, unhappy that he had yet to create a (gold farm) oil field.
"Your Majesty, there is no next one." Golem Rollo replied.
"I still have a lot of energy," Long argued proudly.
"Your Majesty, there is no next," the tinfoil creature repeated. "That's the last desert in Ishfania. We've reached the border."
His dryad friend looked out to sea with a strangely serene expression. "It's done," she said, the weight of her words weighing on her. "nailed it."
Winkel held his breath, raised his arms, and loudly told the following truth to the sea.
"vai
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The best dragon ever!"
Congratulations! By reshaping the entire Ishfania with your own power, you have obtained four levels of [Feng Shui Master] in one fell swoop! You have obtained [Terrain: Non-Magical Terrain] and [Natural Wonders] career gains.
+120 hp, +80 sp, +3 ski, +2 agi, +4 i
t, +3 cha, +1 lack.
[Terrain: Non-magical terrain]: 50 SP points per 50-meter radius You can permanently transform the area around you into the following [field]: [Forest], [Swamp], [Desert], [Hill], [ Snowfield], [Plains], [Tundra], [Rock Mountain], [Iceberg], [Volcano], [Beach], [Lake], [Garden], [Canyon] and [Oasis]. You need to be grounded to activate this effect. This replaces [Terrain:Continent].
[Natural Miracle]: Skill, 100 SP. You can use the natural energy around you to upgrade all your attributes by two stages and cure any physical disease affecting you. You need to have your feet on natural soil to activate this technology.
Due to your levels in [Feng Shui Master] and [Dungeon Breeder], you can merge these two professions into the famous [Fisher King] profession!
"Where are my other minions?" asked the dragon, for the ghouls and demons were gone. To his chagrin, only two of his followers witnessed his victory.
"Malfi is asleep and Jules is updating the map of the country," Allison replied. "He has a lot of work to do."
"Akhnapep's work is not finished in Ishfania," said Rollo, looking across the sea at the distant continent. "Other countries are still covered in the sands of Sabra, but today? Today, we have served the goddess well."
"I was reincarnated to repair you and this land, Rollo, and the job is half done," replied the unpalatable Alison, with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry, this... this is a really emotional moment for me."
"Weep with joy, my servant." Winkle gave her imperial permission. "Today, I grant your wish. Because I am kind and generous."
Finally, he spits in Sabra's eyes, shaping his empire into a place where all living things can live and serve him.
As if to spoil his mood, a storm gathered on the horizon, covering the sea. The dragon was ready to boast again when he realized the cloud was flying directly towards him.
"This is not a natural storm," Winkle realized, as the pressure in the air grew. He immediately understood the situation. "Slave, hide."
"But—"
"Hide." The dragon replied more firmly, and the golem and the tree spirit retreated. The unpalatable Allison fuses with a giant mushroom and hides in the plant while Rollo moves behind it. Vai
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Refuse to allocate funds to resurrect more minions.
Soon after, a group of winged false princesses surrounded the dragon, announcing the arrival of their gigantic leader. A former Titan stood on a Pegasus looking down at the dragon.
"D
ago
sba
e. "Fankel glared at him.
"Knight's grass," King Wotan answered, his spear flashing with furious lightning. "I'll give you ten minutes."
