The sight that everyone had expected to see when the words butterfly paradise had been completely wrong.
While the idea that a small field and forest was already in their heads, they had not truly understood what kind of field and small forest this would be. It was not a place filled with just vibrant flowers. It was not a place with a soft breeze and sunlight.
Instead, this dungeon was small and unique. So unique that every single mber of the group questioned whether they would even want to leave a place with beauty like this.
The entire terrain was easier to be called a slice of multiple terrains. The fields were pieces stuck together in an odd circle.
The field had a section with sand, snow, water, mud, and other different forms. One part of the ground was even full of black grass that clearly had darkness energies within it. This extended to the forest section as well.
The butterfly paradise was a place where all the best habitats had been spliced together in a perfect circle with overlapping elental affinities. A perfect place for multiple type butterfly beasts to grow and breed. The perfect place for them to feed. The perfect place for singular, pure, elental butterfly species to live.
If any one city were to control this dungeon, they would have a myriad of potential at their fingertips. They could easily use this place to grow unique herbs. Gather unique materials. Even supplent the growth of more unique beasts.
However, the entire group felt an unseen pressure. The forest was hiding the controllers of this unique dungeon. Just because there was a butterfly type beast species, did not at all an that they were weak.
"First the rules, respect all the beasts that live here. Do not damage the herbs at their roots. They must be able to grow back. If you find anything you don't understand, as Ella, Isa, or myself. I know Maria also has so herb books we can look through." Clark spoke this out loud. The unseen pressure decreased a little after he spoke.
The intelligent butterflies hiding within the first sections were able to grasp the feeling within his words, if not the words themselves. They were the reasons that wherever tar made their way here, had not taken advantage of this place. Not just the fact that this was within the violent jungle and very hard to get to in general.
The center of the large circular field had a large stone within it. Clark could see the various effects of multiple energies on it. The constantly shifting colors that ca over it showed that this was sothing akin to the heart of the dungeon. The powerful butterflies that moved around it also showed that there were guards to this place.
'Razor wing butterfly- rare
Having pure tal typing, the razor wing butterfly has a body it created out of moldable tals. The tals it feeds on can easily be used to heal its body and are used as weapons. Many beasts would only struggle to get to the sa level of tal energy purity that this butterfly contains.
While its small body contains minimal energy, that is how it was able to evolve in to an energy purifying ditation type of growth. Therefore, it can do much more with less, more pure, tal energy. When it eventually perishes, its wings can greatly enhance the strength of the beasts that consu it. Often tis, its caterpillars it births as eggs will consu its wing dust…
Rainstorm butterfly- ultra rare
With powerful wind and water typing, this butterfly is said to travel with a rainstorm encompassing it…
Treant butterfly- rare
Due to its unique water, earth, and light typing, this butterfly can mimic treants when it lands on the earth. It will grow a treant body to defend itself or scare predators away…
Skeletal butterfly- legendary
Due to having perished within an area full of undead type energies, instead of rotting in to dust, the butterfly was able to consu the energies and use nearby bones to rebuild its body. Now it is a very hard to kill butterfly that is able to withstand imnse physical force. Even when damaged, it can normally repair its body easily. It is weaker to magical attacks with an elental typings…'
Clark felt that he could spend weeks just standing at this dungeon entrance. Every single butterfly flapping through their, feeding on unique flowers, or resting in the various different elental areas was amazing.
The system analysis's were many. He wanted to see it all. His curiosity scread that this was a pace where he could witness beasts that might only ever exist here once in his entire lifeti. "Ella, you could spend your entire life here and still not write down every single type of butterfly here. They are all unique. Just take things slow and focus on herbs that we need."
Hearing Clark, the others snapped out of their own awe. When they glanced at Ella, they noticed that she was visibly shaking. The sheer amount of untapped research potential here had overloaded her. She couldn't find a base to start off with.
Clark could only wish that he had so form of cara here in this world. He had not thought about the technology from his past life much. It never ca to him since he was filled with this life. These unique mories. Yet, randomly, in this mont, he wished he had a cara or the knowledge to make one. It brought a soft laugh to his lips.
"I think I am just going to sit and ditate. That might be the best thing to do here." Grace felt that this was a great idea.
Since there were no predators that dared to co in this dungeon because it was ho to the oldest, and most powerful butterfly beasts around the jungle, it was a safe place. As long as the balloon bees were not bothered and rules kept, they could all take the chance to relax here.
"How about we set up a small camp? We shouldn't need tents or anything. The caterpillars are all left in the forest areas. This field is just for the flowers and the open space to fly." Ella finally broke out of her hyper focused and stuck state. She chose to focus on everyone's words before she rushed around. It was a wise idea since she knew she would have a lot to write.
"I can rest here and leave my partner off too. It would like the area over there where a lot of tal energy is." Brad rarely took off his possessed armants. It was his partner and they shared a unique bond. It was part of him and he was part of it. They shared every stop as one.
The possessed armants vibrated softly. Even with its dependency on being moved by Brad, it did want to remain still for a little while. It barely even went within the taming space that Brad had awoken because it was the first line of defense while Brad and it were out in this violent jungle.
"That's a good idea. I can bring my partner to a spot where it can rest and absorb tal and spiritual energy. This might be the best natural place to ditate ever." Reese's joy mirrored Brads' the two would be able to relax much more than the last weeks.
"Devi, you hear them, find a place to enjoy yourself. If you make any friends, just be nice to them." Devi moved away from the group causing a few butterflies to flutter in fear, but others appeared attracted to him. Especially the skeletal butterflies that could sense his unique energies.
"It looks like Crim and my new partner can find a place to settle too." Ralph pointed out a butterfly with multiple wings and a longer body.
'Draconic butterfly- ultra rare
Having accidentally consud blood dragon leaves while in a caterpillar form, the dragon typing took root within the caterpillar's body. It blossod when it was reborn from its cocoon as a butterfly. It boasts a powerful body for its size. Its multiple wings allow it to fly for much longer distances. It can even create fireballs of dragon breath to attack foes…'
The analysis was just another one that went on in amazing detail about the life of this unique butterfly. Clark and Ralph were amazed by it since they had been unsure if everyone's beasts would be able to rest here.
The more that the group called out their beasts, the less pressure was on them. To the hidden powerful butterflies, this was a show of honest faith. Many peaceful areas would have certain rules to follow. Allowing all of their strength to be seen, the oldest butterflies saw that the group did not wish to use this strength to fight or kill here. Just to rest in peace with the others of their own kind.
This was a paradise that was not made for violence.
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