As the missile exploded in the sky, Victor saw a new sun appear in the sky. A golden sun containing a massive explosion, with a dragon at its core.
It shone brightly, then exploded into smithereens, the echoes of the explosion spreading through the atmosphere and glass exploding for miles around simultaneously. The sea is rippling and the sky is cloudless. Crom Cruach's weather effect defeated Victor's, and the sky turned crimson.
A smoking shape fell from the sky, like a fallen angel.
Vai
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.
For a moment, the world seemed to stop moving. There was silence on the battlefield, everyone in awe of the explosion, Winkle's sacrifice, and the dragon's fall.
[Symbol of Hope] turned into despair! -6 to STR, VIT, AGI, CHA and LCK!
"Go after him!" Victor ordered his horse, speeding up and forgetting everything else. The horse changed direction and ran so fast that Allison was almost thrown off. Fankle would soon collapse on the beach. "quick!"
"I'm here!" his nightmare complained.
"Don't try, do it!" Victor activates the [Rally Minion], causing the horse to accelerate and the world to blur. Allison leaned on his back, and Fankle fell to the ground in the distance.
At the same time, C
om C
The uach continues its ascent, a huge rocket aimed at the sun. The shock of Winkle's collapse wore off, and both dragon and human resumed fighting. G
a
d
Ake summoned a group of ancient giant monsters to attack the castle directly, followed by dwarf flying machines and Ga
demag
e's Pegasus Legion.
The dragons and dragons fired upon the fortress with their breath weapons, unleashing a devastating torrent of lightning, fire, ice, stone, and every element known to dragonkind. Most of these beasts competed with Winkle before he came to power, and Gadmani's Pegasus Knights aided them with spells and buffs.
Their attacks bounced off the castle's barriers like water hitting a mountain.
No one has enough firepower to break the shield.
"Your warrior has fallen. This is the end."
Odius's voice came from the castle. Her words magically travel across the battlefield; the last speech before Armageddon
"In less than two hours, my castle will reach the top of the Earth's atmosphere, blotting out the sun above your head. My arrows of light will rain down on all your cities, all of Odmund."
mu
i
, Noblecoeu
,O
ogo
o,Kukulca
...will be destroyed by the scorching light. In the blink of an eye, they'll disappear, leaving only dust behind. They will never exist. "
Victor turned a blind eye to her insane ramblings, even as many around him lost hope, the kobolds trembling in fear, Gadmagni's soldiers standing still like statues, and the slimy men Coming together in fear.
Others, like Grandrak and Dragon, proved too stubborn and chased the castle and continued the attack; but the Flying Fortress continued to rise and would soon overtake them.
Ignoring everything else, the minister rushed to the spot where Vankel had fallen.
"The oceans will boil. The skin of the earth will be scorched until its molten blood spills from all the mountains of the world. At once the lesser races will scream, and then all will be silent; the radioactive cloud will suffocate the survivors until The last wretched life is wiped out. Carry your loved ones in the cradle, for you will soon be with them in my belly. I will feed on your souls and break the doors of Valhalla, And my people will take this world from your ashes. This will be the end of the lesser races... and a new beginning for the former races."
Charisma check successful! [Horror] canceled!
"We're exes!" Odieuse boasted. "We are a superior nation!" The supreme master of the world!"
Noise stopped suddenly, near the edge of a crater in the middle of the beach. Minions from Charlene to Malfi gathered around it, but no one dared to go in.
Warning you are taking [nuclear- - - - - -
"[Massive nuclear protection]," Allison told the group. Victor jumped from his horse as the spell took effect. He rushed into the crater and reached his best friend.
The sight frightened Victor.
[The Vault Armor], being a powerful artifact, survived a nuclear blast, even though it was heated enough to turn the sand underneath into glass. The spirit stone and the crown the emperor carried had evaporated, and the ring on his finger melted into the armor.
But the dragon beneath the crown has been cooked alive. His scales evaporated and his eyes went dry. Festered flesh and dried blood vessels were exposed.
Next to Camilla, Victor sees the bones. Vai
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bones!
However, the corpse-like beast was still breathing, too stubborn to die.
"He's alive," Victor said, breathing anxiously, and the Dryad joined him beside Malfoy, Charlene, and several other radiation-shielded Elites.
"He's dead." Allison turned pale with fright at the dragon's state. "radiation……"
"Barnabas," Charlene said, shielding herself from the sun with her umbrella. "When he designed the armor, he added hidden pieces of lead underneath the gold just in case. Maybe they reduced the damage [from nuclear weapons]."
Victor doubts it makes any difference; Vai
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So powerful, with so much health and vitality, that he managed to withstand this devastating attack. Just like he once destroyed Wotan's full-energy chariot.
But why isn't the dragon reborn? Victor steps closer and activates his most useful perk.
[Master's shield is [Cancelled] Death Horror] and [A
ti-Heal].
"Mel Odius cursed the missile," Victor panicked. "My Perks can't cure him!"
"Cybele's Grace!" Allison added, unleashing her most powerful healing spell, but she could not bypass the overwhelming power of Mel Odius.
"Vai
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!" Winkel's cousin ge
alissime flew to his family. He flaps his wings and scatters sand in all directions as his companion, Maggot, struggles to survive. "Cousin! Servants, help me cast a spell on him!"
Everyone who could cast spells did so at once, as determinedly as Genilisim himself.
To Victor's dismay, nothing worked.
Winkle's breathing became slower and slower, like a whale waiting to die on the shore.
Dark Elf Kevin teleports between them, panicking. "Guys, we're out of time!" You heard what Odius said, we only have a short time to destroy that castle or the world will be destroyed! I will teleport as many pilots as possible to the shield, if there is fire Cover, maybe I can open—"
"I wouldn't leave my best friend to die!" Victor interrupted, growling in reply.
"world- - - - - -"
"He is my world!"
His outburst caught everyone off guard, even Kevin shutting up.
"Most of it," Victor added. He will still fight to protect his children and loved ones from the coming apocalypse, but Vai
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... "I won't leave him. Either help or leave."
The dark elf glared at him and said nothing. He understands that Kia is temporarily unavailable and that without all (Epic) levels of warriors, he will not be able to enter the battlefield.
"Disjunction!" Victor cast the most powerful spell he could muster to break the curse.
Intelligence check failed. You cannot overcome [Intervention Odieuse]'s caster ability.
"[Magic-Eate
]!" Kevin reluctantly helped him, though he was careful to narrow his range to Winkle rather than weakening the others. But even the anti-magic spell that brought Archnape to his knees couldn't defeat May. The Curse of Odius. "I'm sorry. She is too powerful even for me. "
"There must be a way!" Victor panicked. "A spell, an artifact, a—"
"Victor".
Camilla's voice interrupted the Prime Minister.
The goddess appeared in front of him, as well as Mithras, Leone, Death Clown, Xiesha, Moon Man... The presence of the Titans even dwarfed the dragon; Allison and Rollo bowed to Cybele, and the entire Gard The Manian army bowed to Mithras and Leone.
In fact, nearly the entire pantheon appears, and Victor recognizes a god he hasn't seen yet, Isengrim the White Hart. Se
g was present and sane, only Sabla
One person was absent from the gathering.
Nothing works wonders like the end of the world.
"Can you stop this?" Victor begged, but his hopes were instantly dashed.
"If we take action or take direct action, such as curing Winkle, Sabra will destroy Overmund himself with earthquakes and radiation," Sibley replied grimly. "He's going to do as much damage as Odius, if not more."
"It's a mortal thing," Camilla replied, clearly distressed; not even her cherished undead could survive the ensuing nuclear annihilation. “There’s nothing we can do but offer encouragement.”
"Speak for yourself," Mithra said, glancing down at Victor. "Have you upgraded?"
"No, but - - - - - -"
Mithras did not let the minister finish. He raised his hand. Instantly, a mark appeared on his and Allison's necks.
Scratch it, it's on everyone's neck. Every soldier, every monster, every creature except dragons. Even Charlene, the vampire whom Mithras loathed, received a mark of being claimed.
"Damn it, Sabra, you made me agree with Mithraism!" Deathclown said, reluctantly marking several people, including Charlene. The other gods, seeing that the two old enemies had come to an agreement, followed them.
"Get away from me, get out for the person I choose!" Little Dice asked the Moon Man. "Pray for twenty!"
"New ones are waiting," the Moon Man replied mysteriously.
"Sale to everyone," said Shesha, who was clearly unhappy with the turn of events but agreed to participate.
"I should have done this a long time ago!" said the white deer, making his mark on Victor's shoulder, just as he had done on Alison's. "Protect my priestess and make her happy!"
Even Leone joined in the group's efforts, giving Victor a score, even though she clearly hated doing it.
They were scrawny.
Congratulations! You have earned [as claimed by Mithras], [as claimed by Isengrim] and [as claimed by Leone] personal allowances!
[Mithraic Claim]: When you level up, you have an additional 10% chance of gaining a Charisma or Strength point. You are also immune to all [Fire] and [Holy] effects except those caused by Mithras or his servants.
[By Ise
g
im claiming]: When you level up, you have an additional 10% chance of gaining an HP or agility point. You can talk to [beast] type people and understand them, and they always have a good opinion of you.
[Leo
eClaim]: When you level up, you have an additional 10% chance of gaining a Vitality or Skill Point. When you complete a task or kill a monster, you will receive a 30% experience reward.
Congratulations! In order to prove yourself as the collective whore of the alien pantheon and defeat Ahenapep on horseback, you achieved level three in [Chaos Knight] and level two in [Demon Rake]! You have obtained the [Pale Knight], [Pluto Knight], and [Witch Mark] career privileges!
+150 hp, +10 sp, +4 st
, +5 vit, +4 ski, +5 agi, +3 i
t, +5 cha, +3 lack.
[Pale Knight]: You and your mount are immune to [Instant Death]; while you are mounted, every hostile creature looking at you must pass a Charisma check or suffer [Necrophobia]. You can increase your monster count by two.
[Knights of Hades]: When you fight on a mount, your mounts will not die at 0 HP; instead, they will continue to be fueled by your life force, and any additional damage will be transferred to you. If you dismount while your mount is at 0 HP, or if you die yourself, they will die immediately. You can mark an unlimited number of monsters as mounts.
[Witch Mark]: When you engage in an act of passion with a willing creature, you can leave a demonic crimson mark on them. As long as they wear this mark, the target gains a Charisma bonus equal to your [Demon's Rake] level and can use the [Demon's] spell school. A creature can only have one [Witch's Mark] active at a time. As long as this effect lasts, you can telepathize with the target at any distance and use Dream and Emotion spells on the target without any rolls allowed. This mark can only be removed by a powerful [prayer] spell or your own will.
not enough. not enough!
"What about the dragons?" Victor asked, noticing that none of the maggots had been awarded the mark. "Claim them!"
"We...can't," Mithras admitted.
"It's forbidden," Camilla added.
"Who is it?" Victor asked, but the gods remained silent. He turned to Shesha. "You can heal Vaikr and stay within the confines of your foolish sacred pact!"
"Victor, the cost -"
"My everything!" Victor declared. "My life! I would sell my soul!"
Xie Sha shook her head helplessly.
Although Victor was scared, the gods had done their best.
"Everyone." Kevin cleared his throat, and ge
Alissime prepares to leave reluctantly. "time is limited."
"I... all of you, prepare for emergency teleportation," Victor told his elites. "I...I want to stay with him."
"Victor..." Alliso
behind.
"I'll go with you," said the minister, looking at Wacker. "Let's go!"
Charisma check successful!
Everyone exchanged glances, then dispersed; either taking off after the Krutch or preparing for teleportation. Continuous
Alissime also left, although he took one last look at his cousin, leaving the vizier with the dying Vai
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Alone together. The gods disappeared into thin air, perhaps to check on Sabra, though Camila briefly put a hand on Victor's shoulder to comfort him before returning to heaven.
Victor fell to his knees and remained beside his dying friend.
Fankel is dreaming.
It was a dark dream, like a starless night. It was bitterly cold, colder than the bleakest winter kingdom. This is a dream without sound, without pictures, without warmth.
A dream about lead.
The darkness called to him. The cold emptiness awaits the dragon at the end, the promise of destruction.
Is this...death?
Is this what death feels like? Scary? Alone? Empty?
To think that his servant had been through something like this more than once... Yet, as his thoughts faded into nothingness, the dragon felt oddly calm.
Two years ago, the old Vaikr would have roared; not that he would have risked his life to save his servant, nor would he have cared about Odius' cruelty. He would sleep, collect gold, watch the world burn, and think only of the cows.
Deep down he felt that his minions were making him weak.
The rest thought it made him better.
Because instead of feeling angry about the turn of events, Fankel felt... nothing? Like the brief moment before he entered hibernation; the moment before he lost consciousness.
But he won’t wake up after that. Long knew this, deep down in his heart. He has no problem with that.
Winkle collected the greatest and most beautiful treasure in the world and died protecting it. Just like a real dragon should. He saved his relatives and servants from death and gave them a chance to continue fighting.
Winkle had long accepted the fact that he might die. As long as life and death are at stake, he no longer fears death.
He wished his niece, cousin and chief of staff well. He wanted all his servants to come. They were strong; they were his.
"Please Vai
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…”
The voice of his servant.
It was just a distant echo, faint but clear.
"You should be invincible!"
He was! Vankel ate thousands of them, and in the end, no one could actually defeat him in battle. Even Wotan Dragonsword failed to complete the task.
"Please don't go..."
There would be no regrets if Fankel disappeared now, into darkness. As the minutes passed and his life ebbed away, this pull became stronger and stronger. Death is scary, but strangely peaceful.
"You made me something," his servant implored. “Before I stumbled across your cave, I was a loser and I wouldn’t have changed without you there… You saved me so many times… You saved so many people, so many times… "
Fankle's body was numb for a long time, but he briefly felt a warm liquid flow from his nose. It smells very salty.
tears.
His chief of staff was crying for him.
"Please..." Manling Victor begged. "I don't think I can get very far without you...I...I'm just your lackey." No matter how many people think otherwise, you are always the one who pushes everything forward. "
um, yes. That's the dragon's job.
"I should die..."
Minion, you've died too many times.
It cost Fankel a fortune each time!
"We promised to go to the Hall of Valor together... please..."
Valhalla?
The absolute pinnacle of the world. This is the highest honor that the dragon creation system can bestow.
He promised his servants that together they would become gods – and it was true…
Winkle's memory flashed back as his friend's pitiful words echoed through the void. They took him back to the place where he had his first encounter with death, back to Nagastan. When he faces the evil Odius on the battlefield.
A true dragon does not flinch in the face of death.
A real dragon looks into her eyes and breathes into her sad face!
No, no, he could not let himself fall into this dark abyss! He was the Knight Rider, and his name was the First, the Catastrophe of the Age, the Defender of the Hoard! Mu
mu
i
,Ishfa
ia and Albai
Emperor of the mountains!Vai
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Port, El Goldo
Conqueror of ado and Teikoku!
From the moment Manlin Victor woke him up, Winkle's memory suddenly flashed back. He recalled the defeat of the Scorch Army and the Battle of the Horde; his duel with Brandon Maul, and the conquest of Ishfania; his battle with a golem in the Winter Kingdom, the destruction of Battle Lavelle; he Defeated Wotan's poison, tamed Taras, and drove away Mel Odeus!
This land surrenders to his will!
Even if he could die, he wouldn't die!
He made a promise and so many people were counting on him!
[Dragon's Honor] is activated. [Death Terror] and [A
ti-Heal) canceled.
The darkness slowly receded, replaced by a strange white space, and Winkle hoped that she would survive.
[Master's Shield] activates! You gain [Restore Positive Status!
The feeling filled his body again. First there was an indescribable pain; a terrible itching all over his body, far worse than anything he had ever experienced! Even his eyes felt terrible!
Speaking of his eyes, the white slowly turned to dark gray. The sun, the shadow of the castle; a face armed to the teeth.
"You block the sunlight," Winkle said to his minion, whose eyes had now recovered enough to see color.
"Damn it!" His minion clutched his neck, tears streaming from his helmet. "Damn it! I thought you were done!"
"Friend Victor, the history of this world is my story." "Of course it can't end like this!"
"Stop joking!" His servant grabbed his scythe and wiped away his tears.
To save your subjects and resurrect yourself, you fight in [Fishe
Ki
g] gained three levels! You received the Avalon career buff.
+90 hp, +60 sp, +2 st
, +6 vit, +3 ski, +3 agi, +2 i
t, +3 cha, +1 lack.
[Avalon]: Skill, 100 SP, lasts 10 minutes. You unleash a hundred-foot-wide veil that protects you and your allies from all negative ills.
"I'm not kidding, Victor," the dragon replied, the flesh growing back on its bones. He began to force himself to his feet, paws digging into the ground.
His gesture marked a brief pause, and he stood back, confused. "Your Majesty, you forgot to bring your servant."
"I haven't forgotten," Winkle replied. "Victor, you are no longer just a servant, not even a chief of staff. You have always been my most sincere friend. Half of V&V. The two of us are just half of a larger whole; we are individually strong, but together we are inseparable. Victory. No one makes me prouder than you."
"His Majesty……"
"Vai
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. "The dragon replied. "With v, I can tell the difference. "
His friend looked up, shocked at the honor, and nodded. "Waikr, are we flying towards the castle?"
"Yes and no." Winkel shook his head. His scales finally grew back and he returned to health. "Today will be our last battle, no matter what...so let's stick together like we are meant to."
Fankle spread his wings, which were just growing long enough to carry him.
"climb".
In the throne room of the Crom Cruch Center, the fairy Mel Odius lies on her throne in human form, giggling with disappointment. The screen above her head showed every city in the world, every target of her final rampage. Soon, she will witness the end of all life on Overmond Island, but it is not the male protagonist she witnesses; just as she watches with glee the suicide of Knight Baine.
This should be a moment of joy and victory. Thousands fell, their souls feeding her spiritual core. Each life taken filled her with new joy, and she shuddered at the feelings she felt as her arrows wiped those weaker races from her world.
It will be a perfect moment of pure bliss. It was a milestone on her path to personal happiness.
Nothing else could please her. She has no love for anyone, not even her predecessors; the Fairy Queen is proud to be a member of a master race, but her fellow humans are tools to be sacrificed and killed once they prove they are not needed. throw away. She needs no friends, no slaves, no money, no luxury. She dislikes other activities and treats them as chores.
Killing apes, elves, and all those meowing children would satisfy her, but only temporarily. Odius would never stop bleeding; there was never any thought of stopping. She will carve a path of murder among the stars until there is nothing left. She only stops when everything goes dark and no one is left to satisfy her.
Mel Odius had a void in his heart that only death could fill.
So why does she feel like she was robbed of her victory?
Each bomb sent a soul directly to her. The contents of the Dragon Binding Bottle have been collected, allowing Queen Fomo to swallow countless monster maggots and the souls of slaves. All this power should have catapulted her straight to Valhalla, leaving her to pursue greater happiness as Overmund's Thirteenth Goddess.
Even the system agreed with her, as she checked her status screen.
By feeding dragon souls and collecting their magic, you have reached level 99. You can now enter [Valhalla] and attempt [Apotheosis].
"Open the way," Mel Odius croaked for the tenth time.
Get [Valhalla Denied.
The same message, over and over again. "Why?" the teacher asked angrily. "How can it be done? Why have I been deprived of the eternal happiness that should be mine?"
You do not deserve.
Isn’t it worth it? She, the ultimate existence beyond ancestors and dragons?
Who decided? The power that turns apes and worms into gods?
She was ready to settle in the destructive Overmund before pursuing happiness on earth, but the system's reaction angered her on a primal level. Mel Odius was born to be a creature of excellence, and she slew countless men on her way to the top of the world. Of course, she bypassed the usual channels by collecting souls, but that only proves her cunning and power.
No one can deny her happiness.
The future goddess turned to a pile of black crowns, which she used to empower her slaves. She stored them away, thinking they could help her cheat her way to level 99 if her other plans failed. Maybe now is the time.
"The enemy is coming, Your Majesty." A commander's voice echoed from the loudspeaker.
The smaller races put up a pitiful last resistance. How funny, but she would have loved to see the light of hope leave their eyes and then dig them out. "how many?"
"Well..." the voice paused, as if new information had entered the screen, "There are thousands, but... there is one dragon leading the charge. It is too fast. It will hit us earlier than the other dragons. ."
Odius already knew who it was, even before she asked for a screen to show her. All the photos show a huge figure chasing the Krutch, flying through the clouds at a speed that even the precursor has to admit is amazing.
A huge crimson dragon wearing golden armor.
K
ightsba
e. alive.
As usual, he had Victor Dalton with him; but not, as usual, in his hands.
Instead, the dragon carried his human slave on his back.
Alone, through spells and agility, they managed to catch up to Crutchie while everyone else fell behind. They were arrow points used to create a slit in the shield, and the dragon and fool followed.
It's always them. Every step she takes is these two. Always preventing her from succeeding. Always getting in the way of her happiness, turning it into pain and emptiness.
Mel Odius would never feel complete with these two around.
As the path to Valhalla became clear, Dracolic's mind cleared.
"Send the rest of our army after them," Odius ordered as she prepared to transform herself into a powerful [Dracolic] and drink the [Black Crown]. Whether the system likes it or not, she will force her way into the Hall of Valor. "Start missile launch countdown."
"Your Majesty, how many troops are we going to send?"
"All of them."
