His words got caught in his throat, his heart pounding monts away from exploding. His whole body broke into sweat as his mind struggled to comprehend the information he had just received.
The system was one of the world's mysteries, all that was known about it was that it was connected to the gods sohow and that the stronger one beca the more the system would speak to them directly.
At the beginning he found it hard to believe, he had a dragon in his possession after all and yet the system mostly stayed quiet, not informing him about anything nor did it want anything from him.
He figured that it was never ant to be used by mortals but was put in place for so unknown reason by the gods.
Yet there was sothing in his mind, very deep in his subconscious that gnawed at him. What if he was mistaken? What if as long as you beco strong the more and more you will hear the system?
That would an he was simply too weak up until now. It was a ridiculous thought—he had a dragon under his command! How could he be weak?!
His fingers trembled as he recalled what the elf had told him when the two t. She had told him that he was weak.
So the reason as to why the system didn't interact much with him wasn't because it wasn't ant to but because he really was that weak.
It was possible that his beasts didn't count when it ca to estimating how powerful an individual was—they must prove that they are strong enough on their own.
This was sothing that he hadn't been able to do… up until now.
A mission.
Not even in his wildest dreams he would have thought that the system could give him a mission, and it wasn't a simple one at that—no! It was Divine! Did that an it was assigned by a god?
He didn't know. There was no way to know.
But one thing was certain—he had been tasked with attaining Godhood, according to the system.
He needed 7 Fragnts in total. He already had one, confirming that what Sira had told him was the truth and that ant he had to collect six more.
There was no way to be certain, but the only way he imagined that he could gather said Fragnts was to kill people that already had one.
As for what Divine essence attunent ant, he couldn't say for certain, all he knew was that he needed four in total and he already had two.
Had he been born with them? No, that wasn't possible—his parents weren't so kind of ancient gods in disguise, that was for sure.
That ant he must have achieved these things during his life. But when and how?
There was no way to know for certain.
Shaking his head he parted his lips, his voice trembling in excitent,
"Luna, did you hear that?"
There was a mont of silence until she parted her lips.
"Yes," she replied plainly. There was no emotion in her voice—she wasn't as excited as Zaroth was.
There was a possibility that this was the case as she was fundantally a beast and they didn't care for things like that… or that if the theory that the system was connected with the gods was true, it would an he had directly gotten a mission from them.
And that wasn't a pleasant thing as they had the goal to ultimately kill the gods.
"I suggest you don't trust it completely," she advised, embracing him tighter for a mont,
"The gods are beings that will not hesitate to lie or cheat if they are going to benefit from it."
Zaroth had to agree there was so rit to his dragon's words.
However, there was an inching suspicion that wasn't planned by them,
The system displayed plenty of errors one after another and finally it stated that it had been overwritten.
So it was possible this wasn't the act of the gods? Maybe it was sothing else? An ancient evil—sothing that could oppose even them, or sothing beyond his comprehension.
There were a lot of questions on his mind, but like always, once the system announced what it wanted to, it departed.
With a sigh Zaroth slowly stood up, his heart still racing from the excitent of the mission.
His eyes scanned the surroundings briefly, in fifty ters radius from him there was no fla in sight. The new skill had done its job.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face as his feet began to move, the city was still burning and he had to extinguish as many flas as possible. That not only because this would help the slaves—his new subjects—later on but he was also going to practice using Fire Control.
*****
A few hours passed relatively fast.
Zaroth would move to a place that was being burned by flas and use his new skill to extinguish them. While Luna was always by his side redirecting him on what he was doing right and wrong.
By the end he had successfully managed to disperse about a quarter of the city's flas on his own.
Though his mana core was drained as a result.
"Good work," Luna praised with a smile as she patted him on the head.
Zaroth found the gesture quite comfortable so he didn't complain.
The teams that he had made earlier had gotten rid of the flas.
This ant that phase one of transforming the city was over!
"You look… different." Eldros blurted out when he saw Zaroth approach him.
He in turn raised an eyebrow, forgetting that it was invisible since he wore the demonic mask. "I am?"
Eldros nodded silently, "Yes, it's kind of hard to explain but you feel… stronger in a way."
Realizing that he was most likely talking about Zaroth's new skill, he didn't pry further.
"Hey, just a question but do you happen to know what a Fragnt is?" Zaroth asked since the only person that seed to know about it was Sira, the elf he had t earlier.
"No, never heard of it." Eldros shook his head.
"What about Divine essence attunent?" Considering that Eldros had co from the Purifiers, there was a chance he knew what it ant.
But he simply shook his head again, it was the first ti he had heard of such a thing.
"Well, no matter." Zaroth sighed as he gazed at the slaves that were watching him and Eldros with curiosity in their eyes.
Now that the fires were gone, there was no longer smoke in the air, aning Zaroth was able to see just how many slaves there were in the city.
The sight was shocking—their number was so grand he couldn't count them all. But if he had to guess, there were 5,000 at least!
'And to think that all of them will listen to …' a smile crept upon his face.
Just the thought of what he'd be able to do once these people were ard and trained to fight thrilled him beyond belief! He would have a personal army—a dream co true!
Now it was ti to initiate phase two of transforming the city!
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