1135 The battle for Maynard Island (12)
The ground shook hard, causing Erik to stumble and freeze in place. The vibrations intensified, and the blackguards' base trembled violently.
Cracks appeared on the walls, spreading like spider webs across the surfaces. Dust and small debris rained down from the ceiling as the tremors grew stronger.
The entire structure groaned and creaked, but it wasn't like it was falling on itself. Quite the opposite.
"What the fuck is going on?"
The sound of fire crackling started raising like the gurgling of a drowning man, swimming desperately to co out of the sea, threatening to kill him. Then, an explosion shattered the building from the inside. The night sky was ablaze, illuminated by a fire as bright as the stars shining in the sky. It was just that, following that explosion, a huge black reptilian head ca and peered through the fire. Its slit eyes, staring at Erik.
"Shit… SHIT!"
The creature had massive black wings sprouting out from the back of its massively long and thick armored front arms. They were larger than a ship's sails, only that they were pitch black instead of bright white.
The rest of the body then appeared.
"What? How?!"
It looked like the blackguards were controlling a Black Wyvern. Only that thing looked the real deal.
The Chimaeric Demons got restless. Mira, Amber, June, and Emily felt the sa. But the blackguards started cheering.
"It's definitely under their control!"
The creature, now free of what remained of the building, drew closer to him. Purpose evident in its eyes. Erik noticed sothing off about its appearance as it walked towards him.
The wyvern's body was riddled with wounds. Parts of its flesh seed to rot, with maggots festering in the decaying tissue. It also missed part of its back right leg.
The wyvern stopped before Erik, staring at him from its height, while breathing on Erik with its putrid breath. From atop the creature's back, a figure leaped down.
It was a woman. She landed on the side of the beast's neck, her piercing gray eyes locking onto Erik.
"Commander Velasquez, Third Division of the Blackguards," she said, her voice cold. "I've been looking forward to eting you, Erik."
Erik felt rage surge through him. This woman was one of the very reasons he had co to this place. The young man didn't know who or how many people were actually leading the blackguards, but this bitch just confird she was one of them.
He clenched his fists, forcing himself to remain calm.
"I wish I could say the sa, Commander." He paused. "Well, actually, I ca here to find you, but I would have avoided it if I didn't have the urge to kill you... You know, seeing your ugly mug is not exactly the first thing I want to see in the morning. Well, even in the night."
Monica's eyes narrowed, but then an amused grin spread across his face. She moved her eyes up and down, squaring Erik as if she were looking at a juicy piece of at.
"I must admit, I'm impressed by the havoc you've wreaked. Three Vindicators... that's no small feat, especially considering how powerful they turned in these four years. Oh, that is also thanks to you, by the way." She grinned.
"But I'm afraid your little rampage ends here. Because I've appeared."
Erik couldn't help but scoff. "You seem confident, Commander. I hope you will not rely too heavily on that thing." He glanced at what looked like an undead wyvern. "But I'm curious," he said. "How did you command such a creature, anyway?"
Monica's lips curled into a smile, but she offered no explanation.
"Would you like to know?" She winked at him.
"Actually, no."
However, the reason was seemingly obvious. The woman had the power to raise and control the dead, or so it seed.
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Na: Black Wyvern (Undead)
Brain Crystal Power: Wyvern's fire.
Physical Characteristics: A massive creature with a wingspan of approximately 30 ters. Its scales appear dull and patchy, with exposed areas of decaying flesh visible throughout its body. The wyvern's eyes glow with an unnatural light. Its muscles, though deteriorated, still ripple beneath its skin as it moves. Many wounds mar its body, with a noticeable injury on its back right leg, which appears partially missing. Despite its decaying state, the wyvern moves well.
{Attributes}
STRENGTH: 610 (900)
INTELLIGENCE: 0 (250)
DEXTERITY: 650 (950)
ENERGY: 2500
{Others}
Power Level: 1673
Estimated Experience: 2,440,723.42 EXP per kill
Neural Links: 140
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The wyvern wasn't as strong as Erik expected; it looked like its current state weakened it a lot, or maybe it was because of Monica's brain crystal power.
It was probably going to be more. The system computed the estimated experience gained based on the beast's current stats, and it was severely weakened now.
Regardless, Erik knew well how deadly that power was.
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