Zero ran through, spitting out Holy fire as every chance he got on the Behemoth’s back. The Behemoth swerved, turning its body as Zero slammed into the cliff wall. He was suddenly thrown off, with the others on his back latched onto him tightly, sticking their body as close as possible so as to not get thrown off. He twisted and turned in midair like a cat, and landed safely on the ground with a loud thud. He was stalling for time, waiting for the magic circle that the magician were chanting, and he needed every second he could get.
Jorge, who wasn’t so lucky, was suddenly thrown off when Zero landed like a cat. He moved at the last second in a mad scramble to keep from getting squashed from above by the Behemoth’s looming foot.
“Look out!” Agnis yelled, she gazed up and saw that the Behemoth was stumbling around as if he was drunk.
The Behemoth was completely covered in flames from head to toe. Even still, he didn’t seem to be as effected with the flames as Zero thought. Instead, he was now a walking ball of fire that made fighting against him that much difficult.
Another terrifying roar echoed out of the Behemoth’s mouth, but thankfully, the number of status ailments wasn’t as bad as before. Regardless of the strength, their location made such an attack much worse on their overall force than otherwise. The cave amplified the sound, while when they were outside it dispersed. The majority of the people were hit with fear and stunning effect, and even Zero was washed with it’s power.
With each pounding of its feet, it thrashed in anger. The ground cracked open, making a large number of elven soldiers fall in. Zero scrambled to get a better footing as the ground broke under him. He started to slip into the crevice.
“Zero!” Zeraph,who was firing arrows, had to shift his weight and grab onto Zero’s spine. “Jump to the other side!”
Zero saw what Zeraph was telling him to do, pushing off from the falling rock, he sprung forward and latched on the wall. With great difficulties, he pulled himself up as best as he could. With all the extra weight from those on his back, Zero could feel that he was unbalanced. He gritted his teeth as he dug in deeper to stop himself from slipping and falling.
“Gah!” Agnis squeaked in alarm, holding on tightly. “Don’t drop us!”
“I’m trying!” Zero grunted back.“Why don’t you pull me up then?!”
“Are you kidding me?” Agnis asked baffled. “With what ability?”
Zero claws dug forward, pulling himself back up. It took a lot more out of him then he thought, but anything was better than hanging from the side anymore. “Then stop complaining.” Agnis clicked her teeth.
Zero had to hop and jump around, not to get pulled back down into the open cracks. It wasn’t easy, especially because Behemoth kept smashing its feet into the ground over and over again, creating more.
Already, half of the elven army and a third of the players were dead. The Behemoth was quickly eradicating everyone without giving anyone the chance to stop it. A blast of powerful earth magic ripped the ground apart even further as large tree roots sprouted out from the ground and raced towards the remaining people.
Agnis and Zeraph were busy hacking back at the roots as they tried to snap around them and Zero. It was a certainty, anyone who was dragged down into that pitch, black darkness that lay just below the roots faced a fate worse than death. Even worse, the majority of that earth magic was aimed specifically at Zero, Sekka, and Valiant in the hopes of putting them down.
“Valiant!” Sekka called out, with Leafs holding on tightly against her neck. “Send in your army and direct its attention away!” She quickly jumped down off a protruding rock that was shaking underneath her feet.
“Save us first, before ordering him around!” Leaf yelled at her, holding on tight so he wouldn’t slip off.
“I’m working on it!” Sekka jumped, wedging herself into the ground with her claws as she pulled herself up. Then, she scrambled onto her feet, and bolted towards the Behemoth in the attempt to battle against it once again.
Sekka was doing a fabulous job in blinding and hurting the Behemoth with her light magic. Her golden eyes glowed a brilliant gold, and her scales glistened as light energy swarmed around her in full power. She stood proudly in place, facing directly at the Behemoth’s body.
Leaf quickly got up, his hand waving back and forth as he chanted an elven language. Light magic swirled around him, making him glisten like a star. With a wave of his hand, orbs of light erupted from behind Sekka and Leaf. Sekka roared, sending out a blast of energy as the orbs shot off a large numbers of beams at Behemoth’s body. It was as if wings of light were sprouting out from their backs from the orbs, while the rays of lights were like feathers being shot at the Behemoth. As the beams hit, explosions went off upon impact, causing the ground to tremble from their magic.
The Behemoth stumbled, catching itself. It roared angrily, twisting its tail around like a whip. It’s hammer-like tail thrashed towards Sekka as she jumped out of harm’s way. She then landed on the Behemoth’s tail, before scaling up on it like a nimble cat.
Valiant took the initiative to send in rows upon rows of his skeletal army. The Behemoth thrashed around the field, breaking the army into fine dust. However, even though their attacks weren’t strong enough to cause any real amount of damage, they were able to draw it’s attention and annoy the Behemoth with their attacks. Every time Valiant was either about to get squashed by the Behemoth’s feet, he was quickly swarmed with his skeletal army that came in waves to protect him. They would cover his entire body with bone-like armor, creating a cage against the Behemoth’s attack.
“Damn, monster!” Valiant spat, annoyed that he was almost squashed alive. The Behemoth couldn’t completely break apart the thicky reinforced cage that his skeletal army created. Every time one broke, another took its place just as quickly, giving him the safety that he needed to escape from under the Behemoth’s legs.
Even then, Valiant attacked when he got the chance. His eyes glowed a menacing green glow, making him look more diabolical than before. Reed was standing up on his back as dark magic swirled around her. She was chanting magic in rapid pace as dark energy poured out of her body, fueling Valiant own.
Valiant started to glow pitch black, as a full adult-sized pair of wings erupted in a brilliant show of black energy. Even if they were made purely of that evil looking energy, and would disappear soon after, the effects were real enough. He was like a grim reaper who descended down on the battlefield, coming to take the lives of many. With a flap of his auric wings, hundreds of magical sigils appeared under and around Behemoth’s body.
Each magical sigil sent an assortment of dark arrows towards the Behemoth’s body, skewering him on all sides. The attack that both Sekka and Valiant had used was one of their best and powerful attacks, so much so that it took a good chunk out of Behemoth’s life.
The Behemoth stumbled onto his knees, blood seeping out from its sides, mouth, nose and even ears. Its eyes darted from Sekka to Valiant, glaring down at them hatefully for harming him so. Even with all the magical power that both of them shot, the Behemoth was still kneeling.
Both Valiant and Sekka were winded from using such a large amount of their magical energy in one attack, but that didn’t mean they were going to give up the fight. They still had teeth and claws to attack, and that was what they did.
Zero saw the elven army being trampled on by the Behemoth’s feet. He rushed forward, before ruthlessly slamming into the Behemoth’s feet to redirect the stomp away from the elven soldiers. The Behemoth stumbled, as it yelled angrily before correcting its fall. And, when Zero got close to the Behemoth’s leg a second time, Zeraph hopped off him with a mad sort of glee and went on his own little rampage.
Zeraph scaled nimbly up the Behemoth’s leg, using his enchanted daggers to pierce through every step of the way. He left behind a mess of blood behind him as he continued to scale up. Then, as he reached up to the top, he drew out his sword, before enchanting it with magic.
His blade flashed forward, cutting into the body with his expert touch. His blade was like lightning, moving in an inhumane speed that only a few on the battlefield could even see. Each cut followed expertly right after with a magical attack or enchantment that boosted his body. There were truly only a few who could imitate the few techniques that he could, making him almost impossible to copy.
Zeraph grinned, his blade was dancing in front of him, as he sent shockwaves of magical energy into the Behemoth’s back like a jackhammer. With every strike, the Behemoth grunted out in pain.
While Zeraph attacked on top of the Behemoth’s back, Zero and Agnis raced around the outside, helping the Elven soldiers escape. The devastation that the Behemoth caused had destroyed so many lives reducing the amount of people who could fight against the Behemoth by a wide margin.
Zero would send out a blast of Holy Fire at the Behemoth’s foot every time it would attempt to stomp downwards onto the Elven army that was underneath him. He would thwart the attack as best as he could, giving time for the Elven army to escape. Sometimes, he was successful, as he pushed the Behemoth’s attack backwards, and even causing the Behemoth to falter.
This gave the army and the players time to pull the Behemoth down to its knee, and give them a better chance of close quarter combat near its body. Not only that, some of the players and those of the elven army would personally scale up the Behemoth’s leg and climb up its back in the attempt to bring more harm.
The longer the battle, the more the players and the elven army was able to harm Behemoth, but at the same time, they were quickly dying. Already the army had less than two hundred, while the players under one hundred.
“Don’t stop!” General Liam yelled, he was on top of the Behemoth’s back, slashing downwards in the hopes to harm Behemoth further. “He’s weakening!”
Zero wasn’t completely sure about that. Yes, they were times when the Behemoth’s faltered, but their were more times when the Behemoth was using quite a large amount of magic and attacks that would use his whole body to create more devastation. Then, magical eyeballs started to appear around the Behemoth’s body, staring at each player and those in the Elven army in the vicinity.
Not even a second later, a blast of magical laser beam shot out from its eye and killed half of the unsuspecting people. The army was decimated, and now only a handful of them was alive. The majority of them fell off the Behemoth’s back, and smashed into the ground, dead.
Others barely had enough health to fend off its unexpected attack and died. The rare few people who were alive were Sekka, Leaf, Valiant, Jorge, Zero, Agnis, Reed, Zeraph, and General Liam.
Jorge was scurrying around underneath the Behemoth’s legs, smashing his hammer-like blade. He was merciless as he swung with every hit, causing a deep incision in the side. The way that Jorge was swinging reminded Zero of a lumberman, with every swing making some kind of impact. At the rate that he was going, I wouldn’t be surprised that he would cut off the Behemoth’s leg by another couple of hours. His cuts weren’t simple small dents, but large and deep.
“Gahahahahah!” Jorge yelled in pure delight that he was making some kind of impact. “This is what I’m talking about!” The flow of his blade intensified as magic started to swirl around it. Even his sword blazed like fire, cutting deeper and deeper.
The Behemoth was furious, it lifted its leg to stomp out Jorge, but Jorge just leisurely dodged out of harm’s way and went back to hacking at the Behemoth’s leg.
Zero slid in to attack, this time watching carefully where he was aiming. He wasn’t going to blunder in stupidly and get thrown off again, instead he looked for weaks spots to exploit. When he took the time to quickly scan the Behemoth’s body, he was able to find certain areas that he didn’t expect to find.
They were about five places that Zero could find that the Behemoth was trying to cover. One was under its neck, where he tucked his head close, the other two was its eyes, next was the small opening near the front legs where there was a gash, and the final one was where Jorge was hacking away. The Behemoth was now literally was unable to completely put down its injured leg for weight, because of Jorge.
Zero was quite amazed at Jorge’s strength, especially with his skill to dodge out of harm’s way with his large lumbering body. It wasn’t something that a lot of Trolls were known for.
Debating on which one to attack first, Agnis called out towards him from his back. “What are you waiting for? Aren’t we going in to attack?!”
“Yes, I was just thinking about where to hurt the Behemoth the most in.”
“Well, you better hurry, because the remaining players and soldiers aren’t going to survive!” Agnis shot an arrow towards the Behemoth that was endowed with holy fire. It blazed across the sky as it pierced into one of its side, causing a small scale explosion to occur.
“I know.” Zero bolted forward, jerking Agnis from behind. She had to grab on tightly to his spikes so she wouldn’t fall off. He ran forward towards Jorge, and jumped up onto the the wounded leg. Zero spat fireball after fireball in front of the gaping wound that Jorge had created, causing an ugly hissing sound to erupt.
The Behemoth screamed, as it hopped on the other three feet, while trying to keep the one that Zero was on from being completely useless. He shook hard to keep Zero off his leg, but Zero didn’t let go. His claws dug in even deeper, giving him a better grip. With his teeth and claws, he attempted to break through the tough meat, biting through it inch by inch.
Frustrated that it wasn’t cutting through fast enough, he spat out small, condensed energy fireballs into the wound, over and over again like a laserbeam. It was a lot faster in digging into its skin, but it wasn’t fast enough to get into its bones.
Even still, the Behemoth didn’t stop shaking Zero off, it wasn’t until the magical circle that the magicians had been casted had finally activated, showering it on its side. With a thunderous roar, the Behemoth landed on its wounded leg, crying out from the pain as the magic arrows fell like rain.
“Aim for this spot!” Zero yelled, rallying everyone towards him to take out the Behemoth’s leg. He knew he couldn’t do it alone, but with the help of others, he knew that he could fell the monster.
The remaining players and troops heard his call, some shot arrows, while others rushed over to hack along side him. The Behemoth attempted to get up, but it wounded leg hampered its weight, causing him to buckle back down. Players and troop alike, continued their furious attack. Even Valiant and Sekka came in, showering with everything they got, chipping away at its strength little by little.
Whenever Zero got the chance to, he would rip portions of the leg through with his claws to make the wound even more uglier and bloodier than before. If anyone who was actually watching Zero, who had a weak of heart, they would’ve hurled by now, but Zero wasn’t such a person. He clawed, bit, and shot condensed fire, and eventually made his way through using what he had until he got through to the bone, his belly glowing an eerie blackish green as he sprayed out a torrent of unholy flames into the wound itself.
This time the flames didn’t just burn on surface level, it entered into the skin and traveled slowly up its leg, causing the leg to start to glow red. Blistering pain began to boil up on the Behemoth’s skin as it started to pop and hiss like an ugly lesion, and still, Zero didn’t stop spitting out his flames. Whenever he got the chance to create new wounds, he would spit out another
“That’s more like it!” Jorge shouted and laughed diabolically. “That is how a dragon should be!” He swung his blade, cutting through bones, hacking away as fast as his large body handle. Blood sprayed outwards, dousing him in black.
Zero gave off a jubilant roar, excited that the Behemoth had landed on its knees. This in itself was a big accomplishment, especially for a creature like the Behemoth. With a heavy slam, the ground shook as Behemoth’s head hit the ground. Without a second thought, Zero climbed up quickly towards the back and raced up towards the head.
Zeraph was glued to the Behemoth’s body with his sword plunged into its back. If it wasn’t for the sword, he would’ve fallen off and probably died. When he saw Zero racing over towards him, he quickly got up, pulled out his sword, and snatched his hand towards Zero’s side. With one graceful pull, he scaled up towards Zero’s back.
“Where are you heading?!” Zeraph asked, getting himself comfortable on Zero’s back.
“Towards the head!”
“Are you aiming for its eyes?”
“Yea!” Zero wasn’t as surprised at how quickly Zeraph had caught on. Honestly, Zeraph would’ve done the same even if Zero hadn’t.
Zero raced over its back, eventually up its spine before coming up onto its head like a proud lion upon its slain kill. He stopped in front of the Behemoth’s eyes, which was close. When he drew in his breath, he was ready to spit out another harsh amount of dark flames, when the Behemoth opened up its monstrous eyes.
It zoomed in on Zero’s face, before giving him an angry growl. Magical power surged from the Behemoth’s body, causing Zero to fumble around, trying to get his barrings. Zero felt an instinctual danger, and he hopped to the side as he saw a blast of magic come swarming down upon him like a comet. With a explosive slam, Zero was thrown backwards as he skidded low to the ground. The explosion didn’t even harm the Behemoth and instead he absorbed it back into its body as if it was recycling its own energy.
Zero knew that this was becoming a lot more dangerous. The Behemoth’s fury was at its peak, and this was the time when the Behemoth would struggle even harder to survive. The magical fiery comet started to form over the Behemoth’s head as more and more fell down from the sky like bullets. He had to hop around, dodge, jump, and even use his tail to smack back at the burning flames.
It wasn’t simple with two of his friends on his back. The extra weight had caused him to slow down by quite a bit, where a few stray comets came hurdling down towards Agnis and Zeraph. Zeraph slashed forward, shouting out “Seven Strikes of the Unholy Flames!” His blade moved in an inhumanely speed that cut down the comet into pieces.
Agnis fired off her holy arrows in the attempt to redirect it, but the power behind it wasn’t enough. She grabbed one of her blades from behind her back and slashed forward, screaming “Lotus Arts secret style no. 1!”
A blast of wind circled around her blade, causing a torrent of wind to circular around her slash. Splash of flowers appeared out of thin air, bringing in a sweet smell of lotus scent.
The comets came hurtling down like rain, creating a devastating attack. Even Zero was having a difficult time maneuvering out of harm’s way not to get hit. They weren’t large comets, but small and many, which was deadly all by itself.
“Zero! There’s too many!” Agnis called out, slashing the comet aside as best as she could. Suddenly out of nowhere Agnis and Zeraph was either hit on the side or the back by the meteorites attack, causing them to fall off of Zero’s back.
Even Zero wasn’t able to get out of harm’s way in time and was pelted from above, knocking him backwards and onto his back. The attack had caused a large amount of devastation on land and even killing quite a few people.
“Watch out!” Zeraph yelled, Behemoth’s body stirred, moving towards Zero in a roll.
The Behemoth’s body came falling down towards Zero and he saw the Behemoth’s foot heading straight towards him. Zero shakily got up, dazed from the sudden attack.
|Temporarily Confusion status ailment is in effect for thirty seconds. Moving will become difficult.|
Zero braced himself, trying to get away as best as he could, but he was too late. Behemoth’s foot came crashing down upon Zero’s back, crushing him underneath his weight. Blood erupted out of his mouth, his body tightened to push against the Behemoth’s leg.
Now, Zero was stuck underneath the Behemoth’s foot. He could feel the weight of the monster, crushing down on his body as he splurted out blood. The thought of being squashed alive wasn’t something that he wanted to ever be in. What was worse was that he could feel the pain of his bones starting to break under the weight of the Behemoth’s body.
I’m not going to die like this! Aurelius shouted in his head. Even though the pain was cut off a significant amount in the game, there was still a large amount of it that was still felt. He tightened his body, pushing against the Behemoth’s leg with all his might.
He then thought of something else while pushing against the Behemoth’s leg. With the large amount of magic that he still had, he used his Black Dragon skills of necromancy. His energy washed outwards like a pulse, searching for the dead monsters and players on the ground. What he noticed that even his sight was able to find old monsters that had died years past and was buried underneath the ground.
The surge of energy seeped deeply, drawing out its dark power. Zero could feel his magic experience rising as each time a successful dead monster was found. The ground started to pop out skeletal creatures and humans. They slugged and pulled their way out, shaking their large body in excitement as their eyes glowed eerily green. He had been pushing off this skill for awhile now, mostly because the thought of rising up the dead wasn’t always to his liking, especially because of the spirits that he would see in real life that put him off on this skill.
|Your necromancy has risen to level one.|
|Your necromancy has risen to level two.|
|Your necromancy has risen to level three.|
|Your necromancy has risen to level four.|
|Your necromancy has risen to level five.|
Hundreds to eventually thousands of skeletal monsters came forth. They weren’t like the skeletal monsters that Valiant pulled out. The skeleton were a lot more fiercer and meaner looking from Zero’s dark magic. A dark, golden energy swirled around their body like a thick coat, reinforcing them with stray bones that it could find. Some wore thick armor, others had extra appendages, while other grew in size. Some even strangely looked like they had angelic features with feathers on their ears and growing wings. The majority of the skeletal monsters were creatures than humanoid creatures, and the creatures looked more diabolical than the monsters they would find out in the field.
“Come here and help me!” Zero yelled.
The skeletal army snapped forward quickly in his direction. They were like a synchronized army that moved perfectly in harmony towards Zero. Many rushed forward, slamming into the Behemoth’s leg, pushing it away from Zero as best as they could.
Others lifted upwards as swirls of dark energy amplified their strength, making them glow even more eerily black. The smell of decay and death wafted through the ground, making anyone near the Behemoth weezy with sickness.
The leftover army and players moved away, letting the swarm of skeletal army do its job of lifting the Behemoth’s leg. Struggling hard to squish Zero, the Behemoth put its own weight into the attack. There were a handful of skeletons that were squashed, but that didn’t stop it from helping it start to stack up and making it difficult for the Behemoth to kill Zero.
Swarms upon swarms of skeletal creatures rushed forward, attacking and lifting the Behemoth’s leg off of Zero’s body. Zero felt the pressure release, allowing him to breath a lot better. He wiggled at first, eventually squirming his way out.
When he finally made it out from under the leg, he pulled out quite a few red potions to heal his wounded body. It wasn’t simple to uncork the top, so he threw it up into the air and crush it with his mouth. The glass shattered, but didn’t even wound his tongue.
Zero roared towards the Behemoth, bellowing out at it in anger. He was infuriated that the Behemoth would simply try to squash him under his feet. There was no way that he was going to let this go anytime soon, the only thought he had was to see the Behemoth fall to its death.
“Attack!” Zero roared again, this time using more power to give out his command.
The skeletal army pulled back, letting the leg fall down with a heavy thump. It then started to rush towards the Behemoth’s body, skewering it and attacking it as best as it could. Many used physical attacks to harm the Behemoth, while a handful sent out a torrent of black flames of magic.
Zero ran in with the skeletal army, he bellowed a war cry, bringing a surge of power to his allies and army.
|Dragon’s War Cry have caused a boost in morale in allies. Physical attack has risen by 10% and magical abilities have risen by 15%, the chance of getting Fear status has decreased by 50%.|
The players who were left were surprised by the additional status buffs. Throughout the whole fight, they were all rain upon with slew of debuffs that this was the first break through in a long while. This caused a lot of people to surge up with power that they never had before, giving them a fighting chance.
“Follow the Dragon Prince!” General Liam shouted at his army, he rushed behind Zero with the stream of skeletal army. It was a large mix match of living and dead as they fought to overtake the Behemoth’s power.
With an angry yell, the Behemoth spat out more magical energy downwards towards it prey. Comets the size of a soccer ball fell from the sky, raining down upon them like hail. Explosions went off as the skeletal army flew away into pieces, but that didn’t stop the remaining army. They continued to push through, covering hundreds behind them with more.
The skeletal army pushed the Behemoth’s body towards one side, causing the Behemoth to fall crashing down to its side. They scaled on top of it like rapid ants, striking where it could. Even Zero helped push, and even scaled upwards back up onto its body once again. This time, heading straight towards its head. He wasn’t going to let the Behemoth have his way again.
Making his way over, he drew in a deep breath. He didn’t wanted to waste a single second, and when he saw the Behemoth’s eyes, he blew a torrent of black flames. It burned the Behemoth’s eyes, causing the Behemoth to go blind. Zero wasn’t merciful, nor had the power to kill the Behemoth in one go. He continued to shoot out flames, until he scorched the whole head on fire.
The Behemoth thrashed, digging its head into the ground to quench the fire, but the black flames didn’t disappear, only intensifying as time passed. Zero felt a strange power building up in his stomach, and he felt an influx of energy wanting to burst out. He raised his head, opening his mouth as a spray of dark fire continually streamed out into the sky, forming into a giant ball of flames.
The flames grew and grew, until finally it became three times as big as Behemoth’s own head, even covering half of its body.
Players and soldiers alike were alarmed at the growth of fire above their heads as they ran away not to get caught up by its flames. The only one standing on top of the Behemoth’s body was Zero, even the skeletal army that he created pulled back, feeling the intense danger that was looming over their heads.
Zero finally felt that he could spew out no more, he closed his mouth, letting the last of the dark flames swirl around itself. He felt danger, knowing full well that if he stay under the blazing dark flames that he would be caught up in it. Dark fire had a natural ability to even harm the owner, and Zero knew this too well.
He sprinted off the Behemoth’s body, running as fast as his dragon feet could. Jumping off with a powerful burst of his leg, he landed downwards like a cat. The others were still pulling back, and everyone could feel the hot heat of the blazing fire that was dropping slowly at first down towards Behemoth.
Even Behemoth was alarmed at the monstrous fire that loomed over its head, he struggled to get up on its broken feet, but stumbled. There was no way that the Behemoth was going to escape. While the giant fireball came rushing downwards, inside the Behemoth’s mouth, a blast of energy shot forward.
Both of the raging energies came in contact, impacting into a large scale explosion that blasted everyone backwards. Even Zero tumbled backwards, rolling on the floor as he reached out with his claws and dugged into the ground so he wouldn’t get pushed away.
When Zero glanced up, he clicked his teeth in frustration. Swirls of black cloud erupted outwards, covering a large portion of the sky. All that magical energy and fire that he conjured up was useless, and he feared at the chance of wounding the Behemoth even more.
Shakily getting up, he shook his body of the dirt that got on him. He could hear his health bar low, warning him that he didn’t have much life left. Fishing out a few health potions, he crushed the potion in his mouth, allowing him to have at least a half of his health back. Being in dragon form took five times more health potions than a human, making going through them like water.
Zero quickly straightened up his body, his claws dig into the ground, getting ready to tackle on the Behemoth one last time. Suddenly, he felt the ground tremble, Zero searched around, trying to find the source.
“Look!” One of the players yelled, pointing upwards in horror. The remaining players and elven soldiers all shouted in fear as they started to burst into to a run.
Zero snapped his head upwards, and saw what everyone was shouting about. The blazing inferno that he spat out was three times larger than before. From Zero’s guess was that his fireball ate up the attack that the Behemoth had caused, making it even bigger. He knew that if he stayed, he was going to get swamped by his own attack.
With a burst of speed, he went into a full out sprint. The muscles in his body was screaming at him to slow down. He could feel the fatigue catching up to him, making this whole experience very difficult to run. His heartbeat was stammering hard, and his muscles burned as his muscles constricted. Off in the distance, he saw Zeraph, Agnis, and Jorge, running away as fast as their legs could carry them, they were busy in fighting off a couple of stray monsters that stalled their time. .
He was caught up to them, and knew that he would be past them in less than a minute. For a split moment, he debated on going on ahead without them, but shook off such thoughts. The chance of them getting out of fast enough was low, the three of them plus Zero was the closest one near the Behemoth’s body compared to the others.
“Get on!” Zero yelled, running as fast as he could. His breath was harsh, while his chest was burning.
Zeraph and Agnis smoothly jumped up onto Zero’s back, while Jorge missed.
“Damn it!” Jorge grunted, trying his best to grab ahold of Agnis’ hand. “I’m not built for this!”
“Oh, quit your whining. At least you’re not a dwarf!” Agnis snatched Jorge’s hand, pulling him up.
“Thanks.” Jorge grunted, he pulled himself up, but slipped. Agnis had to reach over his back and grab a hold of his belt to help pull him up. With a gasping breath, Jorge was finally up on his back.
“Hey, Zero!” Zeraph called out, catching Zero’s attention.
“What?!” Zero was focused in on running away that he didn’t have much time to answer.
“I got a stamina potion for you.” Zeraph spoke, he could tell that Zero was having difficulties keeping them all on his back, while running as fast as he could.
“Really? I completely ran out of those a while back. Thanks.” Zero caught the throw that Zeraph had tossed. The potion broke in his mouth as he felt his fatigue being washed away. It at least made him feel like he could run another 10 miles without stopping, giving him the burst he needed to lurch forward.
“Zero! There’s General Liam!” Agnis pointed it out towards the direction on the right. He was being surrounded by some stray Fire Hounds that was also trying to run away, but was entangled with him.
Zero narrowed his eyes, leaning his head low to get more speed, he turned towards General Liam. He was one of the main person that needed to stay alive, mainly because he had the Holy Cloak on hand.
A gurgle of his stomach started to fire up, he could feel the churning of dark fire lick his lips and come out of this nose. When he got close enough, he spat out a torrent of flames, dousing the Fire Hounds in one go. The Fire Hounds yelped, pulling backwards in surprise. They couldn’t snap up the dark fire, as usually they were able to suction the fire element off their body, but dark fire was one of the rare few that they barely could control, as it devoured their own flames. They yelped in panic, trying to get away.
“General Liam!” Agnis leaned over, sticking out her hand for him to grab. “Grab on!”
General Liam turned and saw Agnis and the others on Zero’s back. He smashed his sword into one of the oncoming Fire Hound, and stomped kick it out of the way. Snatching onto Agnis hand, he slammed into Zero’s side, causing Zero to slightly falter.
Having so many people on his back, while running away wasn’t easy, but that didn’t stop Zero. He ran until he felt his muscles screaming and his heart ready to burst.
An loud explosion set off, hitting the Behemoth squarely in the chest and head. The fireball doused its whole body, swarming all around him like a rabid dog licking at its heels and burning it into nothingness. A flash of light erupted outwards, blinding everyone, followed by a sickening boom.
Zero tumbled with the others on his back, he couldn’t stop himself from being thrown around like a lifeless puppet by the sheer force of energy that clashed against the Behemoth and the ground.
At the last minute, General Liam who was thrown off Zero’s back, pulled out the Holy Mantle that glittered and wrapped it tightly around his body. The wind, magic, and flames protected him just in time before he could get killed.
The others were luckily further away, allowing them to take a bit of cover from rocks that were near them. The Behemoth roared a blood curdling scream that made Zero tremble in fear.
|Fear Status has been inflicted for thirty seconds, the slow dying roar of the Behemoth has inflicted a terrifying cry that freezing one’s body and mind.|
With a heavy breath, Zero tried to push through and get up, but he couldn’t. The fear status was strong, and made movement almost impossible. All he could feel was the dread and the looming power of the Behemoth. It wasn’t until the thirty seconds passed that he could eventually move his body, when he saw the others lay sprawled out on their back.
The devastation of his attack had cleared away any trees that was once there and even created a ugly black crater on the ground. Agnis, Zeraph, Jorge, and General Liam was bruised and bloodied, the throw left some unwanted marks on their body, but it wasn’t life threatening. Even Zero had quite a few of his scales missing, as blood dripped down his side, neck, and face.
He was surprised at how powerful that one attack was, and wondered where it just suddenly came from out of him. From his understanding, he didn’t have a giant fireball attack anywhere in his repertoire. Even still, he was pleased that it caused a devastating attack.
The Behemoth was barely moving, it groaned on its side with barely any energy but to uselessly blink a couple of times. All it could do was blink and breath, and Zero knew instantly that the enemy was close to death. He willed himself to attack.
“The Behemoth’s down!” Zero roared, “Attack!” His words resounded outwards, shaking everybody’s soul. Their willpower skyrocketed when they saw the Behemoth down on the ground barely even able to lift up their head.
|Your roar had increased fighting power to all your allies by 10%. All attacks done to your enemy will increase by 10%. The duration of this time is half a day.|
The remaining players and elven soldiers pushed their tattered bodies up, their eyes were lit with fury to kill the legendary Behemoth. They took up arms, blood and cuts were apparent, some even had dented armor and broken bones, but that didn’t stop them.
“Get up!” Zero continued to chant. “If we don’t kill him now, he will come after your families! Your friends! And your loved ones!” His words were like a sledgehammer that shook everyone’s soul.
“Fight for their freedom! Fight for their life!”
Everyone knew the cost of letting such monster loose. It was them or their families back home, and they knew that the thought of their loved ones being killed made them seethe with anger. Like a rumbling volcano ready to blow up, the elven soldiers were like a wave of tsunami, rushing in to challenge the Behemoth one last time. Even the players were pulled in by the enthusiasm of everyone and charged screaming until their throat went hoarse.
When Zeraph and Agnis arrived back on the burning field around the Behemoth, they attacked. They shot off powerful enchanted attacks with their swords as they rushed forward, swinging their blades side-to-side in rapid succession. Both even jumped back up on the Behemoth’s body, trailing their blade into the Behemoth’s skin, cutting while they ran.
Jorge clumsily ran over, excited at the thrill of the battle. For a troll, he was the most brutal fighter out of them all. His attacks were harsh, landing every time where they were open cuts or weak points.
Sekka and Valiant was just as excited at the thought of killing a legendary monster that they rushed head first with tooth and claw. Vaillant summoned up more skeletons armies to back him up as they started to pop up like weeds, mixing in with Zero’s remaining skeletal army. They climbed, hacked, and even sawed off any part of the Behemoth as they could.
“Area Heal!” Sekka shouted, a sunlight shined down upon the injured soldiers, healing them. She didn’t do it just once, she went around to heal as many people as she could, giving her a new name as the Holy Dragon of Life in the battlefield.
Zero raced forward, he snarled as his white showed. Magic fire was brewing in his stomach, causing it to turn black. He raced up to the Behemoth’s looming head that was staring down at Zero, but couldn’t do anything. With a blast of Dark Fire, he splashed it against its face, burning its eyeballs black and charring the face.
With every ounce of deadly fire he could muster, he spat out until he could no more. The Behemoth shuddered, and with its last dying breath, it died.
|You have leveled up!|
|You have leveled up!|
|You have leveled up!|
|You have leveled up!|
|You have leveled up!|
|You have leveled up!|
|You have leveled up!|
|You have done the killing blow! You were given the title Demon Slayer!|
|All status has been increased by +10.|
|Fame has increased by 1,467.|
|Quest of the Holy Mantle has been updated.|
|Quest of the Holy Mantle
The Elven Hero, Samuel, was the last elf to hold onto the treasured legendary artifact that has been passed down by royalty. This Holy Mantle has a unique property of countering magic, and protecting the wielder from prying eyes. The Queen of the Elven Kingdom has set up a special quest to enter into the Dark Continent to retrieve her father’s equipment.
<Special Seed Shard Side Quest: Behemoth>
Special quest has been accomplished. The death of the demon Behemoth had caused a large part of the Demon’s Prince army to be harmed.
Quest Level: A- (Increased in difficulty from B+)
Failure: Loss of levels and decrease in affinity with the Elven Queen. Incapable to resurrect for one week.
Reward: One high level equipment of Elven made armor or Weapon. Increase in affinity with the residents and the Elven Queen.
Zero smiled with a proud expression on his face, as his claws reached over and rested on his kill.
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