Oh, another tree!
"Minions, fairies don't know any gardening skills!" roared Fankle, flying through a huge, airtight forest of oaks and alders. Servant Viktor followed Gorinich on his back, Knight Kya followed them on her gryphon, she exchanged her [Conspiracy Armor] for her normal clothes as she I can no longer stand the terrible threads of the artifact.
With some effort, Fankel finally convinced Julie to let her go west with a group of servants instead of carrying the poor knight on her back. Even after the Minion Rights Declaration was published, many of his relatives condemned his niece's actions.
"Their forests all look the same!" Fankle kept complaining, while a group of his relatives were busy redecorating it with deadly breaths; each of them was escorted by a group of flying minions to keep the slaves at bay They ambush them with dragon-binding bottles. Farther west, Emperor Tarask marched in a straight line, and he and his children ate anything in their path.
It turns out they are not picky about who or what they eat.
"Can Gorinich help with the redecoration?" Zmey asked, eager to please the real dragon. "Golinich is good at drawing faces!"
"Well, I don't expect anything, but I allow you to show me your zmey art."
"Thank you, Big V!" Gorinich began to draw a large picture with his breath. The result was an ugly sphere with a mouth and eyes, stained yellow by embers.
Worryingly for the Emperor, his chief of staff has so far remained silent. "Slave?"
"Isabel is going to give birth soon!" Manlin Victor immediately shouted anxiously, startled. "If this war continues, I will miss the birth of my daughter!"
"Where is Odius?" Knight Gea said to himself, equally anxious. "It's been three days since we landed, and there's still no sign of her!"
"So far, we have fought countless slaves." "But no one dares to challenge me. The servants of my enemies seek their own destruction, while their masters hide from my wrath."
"I think this is a warning sign," Nate Kia said, turning to Manlin Victor. "Is there any news about the dragon's soul?"
"Juris successfully resurrected a dragon that was killed by a golem." The minister replied. "Only creatures vaporized by a nuclear explosion - dragons and minions alike - cannot be resurrected at all."
"Odius must have cast magic on the warhead." the paladin guessed. "The question is...where did the missing souls go?"
Winkle guessed where he was, which made him angry.
After occupying the coast of Prydan, the V&V Empire and the dragon army, with the help of their Gadmagnian servants, penetrated deep into the territory of the former people, destroyed the forest, annihilated a large number of war beasts, and spread throughout the An outpost was established in the south of the island. However, neither the fairy lords nor their dolphin slaves show up to fight the dragon army ravaging their homeland. No new arrows of light fall from the sky. The slaves who trapped Winkle's kind in the bottle managed to escape.
"We're getting close to where Stonehenge should be on Earth," Nate Kea said. "Since this place is important to the creatures of our world, I figured its counterpart in Overmont must also be important."
"There." Manlin Victor pointed to an empty space in the woods.
The area immediately reminded Winkle of his battle with Mel Lin, and of the world beyond the Earth Gate. A circle of carved white stone pulses with life in the center of the area, surrounded by cats and dragons.
A swarm of maggots, including ge
alissime, lying near the bones of an old cow. Fankel immediately landed nearby, and his followers followed suit. "Cousin!" Long rushed to his family's side. "What happened?"
"It's so spicy..." Ge
ialissime complained of, apparently, severe indigestion. At least he was wise enough not to take his children to the front. "Sauce..."
"Too many..." the other dragon said, his whole body paralyzed. "unacceptable……"
What terrible creature could make his people so corrupt?
Wink sniffed the remains of their meal, then focused his gaze on the center of the stone ring.
The area appears to be some sort of feline sanctuary, as hundreds of cats call this strange temple their home; judging by their corpulent appearance, they were once servants before escaping. They huddled around a lone purple cat wearing boots and a fancy feathered hat.
The furry creature simmers a sweet and savory sauce in a large pot and waves its paws at the newcomers. "Oh, hello!" he said in a sweet voice. "Are you here to eat for free?"
"[Monster Insight]," Manlin Victor said as soon as he saw the purple cat.
"A free meal?" Winkle asked, recognizing the flavor of the sauce. "this might be……"
"My family secret is 'guest sauce,'" Puss in Boots proudly explains. "Your bug friends can't resist!"
Poison sauce... Fankel salivated just thinking about this sweet and pleasant taste.
How could it defeat the dragon if it gave Vankel his first personal benefit and fond memories? The thought took him back to his early days as a carefree adventurer, when he didn't have all the burdens on his shoulders The fate of the dragon clan. His companions could neither tolerate nor appreciate the taste, much to Winkle's dismay.
"Here, take a sip!" The purple cat tempted Winkle. "My treat!"
"You cats have always been good masters," declared the dragon, delighted to meet a civilized man in this savage country.
“Holy Happyla
d..." Manlin Victor raised his scythe over Greenidge's head. "That's not a cat! It's a form of hierarchy!"
fomo
Is it impossible? There is no fairy smell in him... But the evil dragon would not think that a fairy would cause such a mischief, and he trusts his chief of staff unconditionally. "Finally!" Knight Kia climbed down from her griffon and drew her sword. "I thought they all ran away!"
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?" The cat cleared its throat and said anxiously: "Manling, be serious! Will you provide delicious sauce for the dragon?"
Winkle suddenly understood the plan. "You hateful villain!" the dragon roared and stretched out its claws. "You turned into a beautiful cat, led my relatives astray with your sauce, and stole their cat food!"
"Wait, wait, let me explain!" the purple cat protested, backing up as the group prepared to smash its temples into ashes. The other cats hid timidly behind him. "I am not the cat of today, but the cat of the future!"
"The future?" Winkel frowned, confused.
"The cat's rebellion sent me into the past," the furry elf explains, detailing his bizarre story. "In the future, cats have been nearly wiped out by dragons, and their descendants have become more advanced creatures to survive!"
"This is ridiculous," Manlin Victor said. "Don't expect us to believe it!"
"Isn't that more believable than a monster transforming into a poor, lonely cat?"
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"That doesn't make sense, fake cat," Winkle said, immediately spotting the flaw in his lie. "If you go back in time and change it, your new self has no reason to go back to the past. It's a paranormal phenomenon."
"A contradiction, Your Majesty," said Manlin Victor. "It's called a time paradox."
"Or, by traveling back in time, the cat sets in motion events that send it back in time, creating a time loop that proves free will is meaningless." Everyone turned to K
ight Kia, he felt a little embarrassed by the attention. “I like thoughtful time-travel stories.”
"Personally, I believe in the existence of parallel universes," said Manlin Victor, whose words even his master could not understand.
"Also, I'm pretty sure the only being capable of time travel is Sabra, and he's a lazy bastard." Knight Kia added, threatening the purple cat with her sword. "Even a (timekeeper) wearing a hat can't do that, and you clearly are not."
"Will Gorinich have a sister in the future?" Zimei asked the purple cat, completely failing to understand Winkel's logical argument.
"You will die alone!" Winkel brought Qimei back to reality, and the little reptile was very sad. "As for you, hypocritical cat, I will answer your lies with fire!"
"Hey, hey, no need for violence!" complained the purple cat, raising his paw in surrender. "I was kidding! You're kidding me! Damn, usually when I tell them that, the dragon's brain goes crazy Confused and frozen, but now everyone is a skeptic…”
"I started out with an intelligence of the square root of 64," Winkle noted, proud of his genius. "Your cunning is no match for me."
However, Chia the Knight is most disappointed by the Fairy's cowardice. "I've yet to meet a man who surrendered..." she complained. "Not that you look amazing." "
"I am Cait Sith, the Fairy King of Cats," the diminutive fox protested, and his furry companions meowed in response. "I am not involved in this war, but these cats are my people and my descendants. I will not let you maggots eat them."
"Now I understand where the cat's arrogance comes from," Manlin Victor mused, then frowned. "You are a Soul Crown Fomo, which means you received your soul from Odius. That doesn't inspire confidence."
"Yeah, yeah, I got a soul from Soul Peak and I was all for eating Manling...but then I realized it was a threat to my felines and I care about them more than I thought ," admitted the cat, then glared at Winkle, "You maggots are the worst! You enslaved my people and turned their nine-lives gift into a curse!"
"I hate that word," Winkle defended his choice of rations. "This is war, and war demands desperate measures. Cats are the answer to dragon hunger, and their suffering will save countless minion lives!"
"You shouldn't have eaten cats in the first place, dragon!" Kate Sith protested. “We created cows just to stop you from annoying us! Keep eating cows!”
"Hey, Furball, you forgot yourself." Winkle said. "The ancient maggots created all the livestock for us dragons to eat."
"The ancestors created cows, cats and all living things in this world." The cat raised its paws and lied with its fangs. The cat waved its paw and called a beautiful, meowing cow from the field. "see it?"
"I've heard of this capability, but this is the first time I've seen it in action," Cavalier Kia muttered, amazed by this simple trick.
"We dragons can do it too!" Fankle protested, trying to keep up appearances. "We won't bother at all, because the old demon has already filled the world with a large number of servants."
"I doubt it," Kate Sith replied in a sarcastic tone.
"Are you calling me a liar?" Winkle replied, giving the fairy cat a stern look. "Because your voice is starting to sound like food."
"That's the problem," Kate Sith said, bravely holding the dragon's gaze. "My cat has feelings! You can't eat it again and again!"
"Wait, if you can create life, why does Mag Mel need dragon blood to create the Crown of Souls, which is the soul?" Victor asked confused. “Can’t you manifest a soul out of nothing?”
"Our ancestors could bring life to objects, plants and animals," explains Cait Sith, now Vai
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By not eating him anymore, he relaxed a little. "But we can't create souls. They come from somewhere else."
"From dragons." Winkle told the truth, and Kate Sith shrugged.
Manlin Victor accepted the news with great respect. "It's a dragon," he muttered. "Souls come from dragons."
"Obviously, minion."
"No, Your Majesty, don't you understand yet?" The minister looked directly into his master's eyes. "There was a time when orcs and dragons got along great!"
What's the matter? What kind of nonsense led him to that conclusion? "No way," Fankel said. "Are we getting along with fairies?" Discussion..."
"Think about it, Your Majesty," Manlin Victor insisted. "We all know that the only true natives of Ortmund are dragons and orcs. If ancestors can only give life but not souls, then how do you account for all the sentient species that exist in this world? Not all of them are Kidnapped from other worlds, just like us humans.”
"Because we did it!" Kate Sith lied, falsely bragging about his race.
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fierce.
"What if..." Manlin Victor thought aloud, sticking to his absurd theory. "If dragons can use soul magic, then maybe they give souls to their exes, and in exchange the ex creates creatures for the dragons to eat?" That would explain why there are monsters running around. The system ties class levels to the soul, which is the dragon's remit, but it's only activated when the dice (a sentient artifact) start rolling. The system requires the magic of both species to activate. "
"This is a bit far-fetched, Victor." Knight Kia finally said a wise word.
"Do you have a better explanation?" Manling Victor snapped.
"It's Truck Kun," she replied firmly, "Everything depends on Truck Kun."
"It's a conspiracy theory," Winkle replied, brushing it off. "In the memories of elders like Grandpa, we dragons and fairies have been at war."
K
ight Kia agreed: "That's another debate." Before Kate Sith could react, she had her shining sword at his throat, the star metal sword nearly drawing blood. "We have to find Odius before she uses her nuclear arsenal."
"You won't find her there," Kate Sith hissed. “This is the fairy’s cradle—my cradle—not a nest.”
"Cradle?" Manlin Victor frowned.
"This is one of the places where the eldest men, the ancestors of all men, breathed life into the first ancestors," the fake cat meowed proudly. “The wild magic of this place usually keeps us alive longer on Samhain.”
"If Odius is not there, then where is she?" Knight Kea asked menacingly.
Furball immediately found a bargaining opportunity, just like a fairy. "If I told you, would you let my cat kids go?"
"Now, you're asking for too much!" Vai
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roar. "You're asking me to weigh saving the entire minion race against this news!"
"If we don't find Odius, your majesty, there won't be a minion race worth caring about," Manlynn Victor argued. "Time is not on our side."
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Many breeding solutions were envisioned that could solve the dragon's hunger problem, but none could survive in the radioactive wasteland.
"Okay," said the dragon. "I, the Knight Wink, swear that once the war is won, I will forbid the eating of cats."
He would replace them with half-Talasian hybrids.
"Look, don't try so hard," Kate Sith replied, feeling proud of herself. "Others are boarding the Crouch on the West Island. I understand it will be released soon."
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"The flying castle, Mel Odius said she would use it to wipe out all life in Outremund." Kate Sith paused briefly, and the silence continued. "Hello? I think she's been advertising a lot."
Winkle blew smoke from his nostrils. "Explain yourself, fake cat."
"Odius built an ark for his ancestors and filled it with those magical weapons," Kate Sith explained with the utmost disdain. "It will reach the sky and spread flames across the earth. Only the cats that ascend to the castle and Prydan will survive, so I've been working hard to get as many cats as possible safely to the island before the deadline."
The dragon and his servant exchanged nervous glances. "Can it be done?" Victor Manlin asked Knight Kia. "Blow up the whole world?"
"If the Citadel could launch the missing nuclear missile and reach a certain orbit, she could hit all of Outremund's major population centers at once," [Paladin] admitted in horror. "Even though some cities are thanks to Fu
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The shields survive, and the ensuing nuclear winter will destroy them. "
"That's why we've only fought slaves so far," Manlin Victor muttered under his breath. "They don't want to win, they just want to delay until we are all wiped out."
"The fairies would rather burn the world than let us dragons have it?" growled Winkle, surprised but not surprised by their madness. He turned to the shaggy bear. "You, cat, take us there."
The purple cat hesitated, feeling embarrassed. He likely weighed Winkel and Odius' chances of success, clearly needing help to see the light of day.
"I swear on my dragon's honor that I will never hunt people like you again," Winkle argued. "The abominable fairy Mel Odeus?" I don't think so because nothing can satisfy her thirst for blood! She won't stop slaying dragons because she feeds on life! Your cat kids might Satisfy her cruelty nine times, and in the end, they too will die!"
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"Okay," Kate Sith said, although hesitantly, "I'll take you to Crutchie."
