Legs'' crazy n worked.
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[NEW! Tamed Beast!]
[Guardian Komodo Dragon: ???]
[Gender: Male]
Affinity: Strength; Maism
Level: 85
Grade: C+
[Attributes:]
STR- 14,320; DEX- 9,900; VIT- 13,100; INT- 7,800; MYS- 10,235; CHA- 5,000; LUK- 8,000
Health Points [HP]: 97,450/209,000
Mana Points [MP]: 211,300/413,000
[Basic Active Abilities:]
>Draconic Strength<
>Strength Amplification; Triple Threat<
>Maic Field<
>Maic Hole<
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[Special Active Abilities:]
>Might of the Guardian Komodo Dragon<
>Limit Remover; Dragon Descendant<
>Unstoppable Charge<
>Charge- Endless Potential<
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[Guardian Ability:]
>Hyper Maism<
[Remark: This is what you call a Monster, not useless blokes like the others!]
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Just one look at the status of the Guardian Komodo Dragon told Legs how much of a risk he just took, and how much of a genius his n was.
Without a doubt, from it''s status, this Guardian Komodo Dragon was the strongest Grade C beast that Legs had encountered to date.
Compared to Predator and the likes, this beast was far superior.
''I won the jackpot!'' Legs clenched his right fist.
For the first time since the cataclysm started, he felt a feeling of satisfaction stir within him as the uncertainty of the situation faded a bit.
After suffering so much during the arc of the Clown Society, sacrificing so much for victory, he wanted to make a change in Version 2.
This was why he strived so hard to help President Shanks develop the, this was why he didn''t blink twice in revealing some of his core secrets that he had the means to bring Mechanics to Darvis from far aways.
With his assistance, Darvis developed rapidly, bing the stalwart that it currently was but he was never assured because he knew Dominator.
Some of the sequences during Version 1 reminded him that this time, he was not living in a monotonous game, he was living in a real game world.
Depending on how much he interfered, it was already proven that the game could also improvise, even going as far as changing the storyline.
This was what increased his uncertainty.
''Did my intervention make things better or did it worsen things?''
''Will the cataclysm really y out as I imagined?''
His paranoia in the end proved to not be without basis after the emergence of the Grade B enemy Mechanic.
When he made his ns, he never put in the factor of a Grade B Superhuman because no Grade B Superhuman arrived in Version 2 during his previous life, this was another ripple effect of his actions.
Despite hating the changes, Legs had no choice but to adapt as they came. It was either he improvised, or his quest in getting stronger ends which indirectly meant his quest to knowing the full mystery of reincarnation also ends.
The pressure pushed him into making the unconventional n.
And now, here he was, already extremely close to achieving his objective.
The Guardian Komodo Dragon trilled softly as Legs patted its head, rubbing its scaly body even as the humans also finally stood up.
When the humans suddenly stood up from death, the Komodo Dragon froze.
"Hiss…!" It hissed as realization finally dawned on it.
Despite being tamed already, the Komodo Dragon did not suddenly lose its personality. It was still the ferocious Guardian of the border, this was when it finally realized that it was yed by the humans.
Its sensitive tongue would have detected the truth long ago that the humans were not dead if it was in the right state of mind, but unfortunately, Legs'' disy offset it so much psychologically which spilled on to its physical performance.
In the end, psychological battle mattered as much if not even more than the physical battle, the Guardian Komodo Dragon learned an important lesson today.
The look that it gave Legs changed instantly.
Legs rubbed its head. "No hard feelings bro, a man got to do what a man has to do to survive this cruel world".
Seeing the scene before them, all of the Grade C Superhumans who apanied Legs to the Beast ne were stunned.
''He did it… again''. The same sentence rang in all their minds.
Again, they saw Legs perform a miracle, making the impossible possible.
When Legs proposed the n, all of them thought it was crazy but since there was no better n, they had no choice but to go through with it.
They had to fulfill their parts of the n while praying that none of them die, but the real hardest part was the part yed by Legs.
He had to really act like he hated them and was willing to kill them, and his attacks had to really hurt to be able to trick the Guardian Komodo Dragon.
In the end, Legs pulled off a perfect Oscar worthy performance.
They were all amazed and awed.
"We did it?" President Shanks walked closer as he asked.
"Yeah, we more or less did". Legs smiled.
The President finally looked through the colorful barrier that separated this sub ne of the Beast ne from the higher ne.
Legs read his intentions. "Yes, if you want, since the Guardian is already taken care of, all of us can take a trip to the higher ne but it''s dangerous".
"Not only do Grade B Beasts reside there, there are also Grade A Beasts".
The sparkling look in the eyes of the others immediately dimmed.
"Besides, remember, de is currently risking his life on our behalf".
That remark immediately drew them back to what mattered. For a brief moment, they already forgot but this reminded them, they were currently at war.
They came here to achieve a goal which they already got.
They all looked at Legs. "So, what next?"
Legs'' rubbing of the Komodo Dragon''s scales turned rough even as his face turned serious, his energy turned turbulent.
"We execute the craziest part of the n".
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It was already a couple of hours since the aerial bombardment by the Nak Battleships started, and Darvis was already a scene of total carnage.
The cries of pain of dying warriors reverberated.
The roars of anger of warriors losing theirrades echoed unceasingly.
Combining the cries and roars with the burning world engulfed by fire, and the blood dying everywhere red, Darvis painted a perfect picture of an ongoing Apocalypse or a Cataclysm.
Unless a miracle happened, Darvis was already lost.
pǎпdǎ Й?νê1,сòМ Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of collisions reverberated like thunder.
Here stood the only warrior who defended the with vigor.
Darvis will not fall!"
de already had blood all over his face and body, hisbat armor was torn and damaged but he didn''t let this affect his will to save his.
"I must fulfill my master''s will!"
"I must not fail my master''s expectations!"
"I must save the!"
Screaming words at random intervals, de seemed like a mad man as he shed against the strongest enemy of the Nak Navy. The defense by the 2 Destroyers were already now tame as both were close to their limits.
They could barely keep themselves afloat in the skies.
Champion Onana thrashed them singlehandedly.
"Weaklings!" He taunted.
"I expected more resistance from you lots".
As the oue of the battle increasingly tilted in the favor of the Nak Navy, Champion Onana finally regained his casual spirit to taunt his opponents.
"I admire your grit and determination but they are useless".
"Against a warrior of my caliber, you stand no chance".
Darvis does not deserve you".
"Join my cause to fulfill your true potential".
de red at this warrior. "Get lost!"
"Stones'' Specialty: Obliteration Fist!"
Champion Onana sneered. "Futile".
He erected the shield generator of the Silver Surfer to defend against the attack but at thest second, his danger instinct suddenly spiked.
"Huh?"
~Silver Surfer~
[Warning! Discovering Unusual Fluctuations in ce!]
[WARNING! Space-time…]
"What?!"
Champion Onana was shocked as his mechanic suit was suddenly locked in ce, he felt his heart skip a beat.
de''s eyes gleamed as he seemed to develop a crazy edge.
''It''s finally time''.