Chapter 20: | The Northern Lord (2/2)
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Swoosh!
Quite the interesting attack, I thought, a low growl rumbling in my throat, but it's futile!
My form blurred, then flickered out of existence as I repositioned myself away from this fiend.
Swish!
Its claws ripped the water apart, unleashing a barrage of attacks.
But all of it was futile, as my form merely danced around its claws.
I saw the intent of its attacks, crimson red energy barraging my fin, neck, and underbelly.
Yet, all of it was futile, mana had already invigorated my body, enhancing my speed, strength, and durability to impossible levels.
Without hesitation, my eyes gleamed with a dangerous light as I lunged forward, with my maw wide open.
Crash!
Shock was evident on its face as its horn glowed with a sinister hue.
Above its head, a ball of darkness began to gather, pulsating with malevolent power.
Its scale-covered face twisted into a smirk, just as searing pain lanced through my nerves.
Rip!
A searing agony tore through my underbelly as its claws dug deep, ripping at my insides.
But all of this was planned from the very beginning, my throat bulged uncontrollably as a faint orange light escaped from the gaps in my exoskeleton.
HOWL!
Molten magma erupted from my maw like a volcano, howling with fury as a protective barrier shimmered into existence around my foe.
Haaaa...
I exhaled, the sound a ragged breath.
You thought that I didn't predict this move?
My maw, enhanced with 'Shatter-Rip Maw' and then activated with 'Sunder Maw,' tore through its barrier.
Crash!
The barrier crumbled beneath my teeth, a deafening sound as my maw ripped right into its flesh.
Rip!
In a swift motion, its chest muscles were torn apart.
I heard the sickening sizzle of magma devouring its flesh, the current's thick with the smell of burning scales.
But it moved erratically, letting out a primal howl that explained why it was called the Northern Lord of this cavern.
Its limbs bulged uncontrollably, then contorted as it shrilled in pain, forcing its muscles beyond their limits.
Crack!
A sickening sound echoed as my exoskeleton, 'Terra-Void Bulwark,' groaned and cracked under the immense pressure of its grip.
Yet, it was futile.
My maw opened wider, and a suffocating wave of killing intent gushed from my form.
All of the whark watching us trembled, as all of them was paralyzed by the immense fear of dying.
The Northern Lord faltered for but a moment, and that was all I needed.
Rip!
Crack!
Its bones cracked under the immense pressure of my bite.
Blood gushed from its mangled waist as my teeth dug deeper and deeper into its flesh.
But it didn't give up.
For he was the Lord of the North, the ruler of this very place, the one who maintained the honor of the Northern Whark against its siblings.
A surge of agony ripped through me as its claw shattered my exoskeleton, then tore into my flesh, gripping harder than before.
'Sunder Maw' and 'Shatter-Rip Maw' were rendered useless as its muscles tightened uncontrollably, entrapping my teeth like a vice.
Then it reeled its body back, stretching wide.
Crash!
The very ground heaved, and the seagrass violently swayed from the impact.
Blinding pain racked my head as it unleashed a suplex against... a whale?
How?
I wondered, the sheer absurdity of this situation making a ragged laugh tear from my throat, even as I forced my jaw to clench harder.
Spurt!
Blood gushed from my gums, and I felt it to my bones, my teeth were cracking, splintering from the immense pressure I'd exerted.
Crack!
But my teeth didn't even move, its muscles locked around me like a vice.
Crash!
The ground, the seagrass, everything shook as it unleashed another suplex.
The wharks surrounding us let out a collective howl of respect for their lord, cheering it on to greater feats, to show the honor of the Northern Whark.
But I chuckled, an intense heat already gathering, coiling in my throat.
Even if I get caught in this disaster...
I smiled, I don't care!
'Cataclysmic Inferno Breath', Unleash!
HOWWLLL!
An intense, searing heat fried my mouth, burrowing deep into its flesh.
A ragged chuckle escaped my maw.
Let's see who breaks first, you bastard!
It howled, a guttural scream of pure agony, as magma seared and cooked its insides.
Its eyeballs burned into crimson red from the unbearable pain.
A devilish smile stretched my maw, even as I felt it, that my tongue was no more, devoured away by the molten magma.
The very walls of my mouth were slowly dissolving, eaten away by the molten magma.
But I pushed forward, pressing it into the ground before it could unleash another suplex.
Heat surged, then gathered in my throat once more.
My throat expanded erratically, then the sickening sizzle began as the exoskeleton covering it glowed intensely for a fleeting moment.
HOWWLLL!
Magma gushed yet again, and it let out a shrill of despair, for it had finally met its match, a being more insane than itself.
Magma surged through its insides.
It let out a final, pained whimper, a message that resonated deeply with the surrounding whark, a plea only they could understand.
The whark all around us let out a final, mournful howl, a dirge for their fallen lord and a chilling salute to its killer.
A hologram shimmered into existence as I closed my eyes in relief.
Relief that the brutal battle had finally ended.
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[You have slain.]
• S: 1 | T: 7 | Level 30 | Tyrannical Wharkin [4★]
[You have gained.]
[3,000,000 - EXP.]
[You have gained a level.] x14
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[You have devoured.]
• S: 1 | T: 7 | Level 30 | Tyrannical Wharkin [4★]
[You have gained.]
[+ 300 - Health.]
[+ 199 - Stamina.]
[+ 139 - Mana.]
[+ 2.15 Mystique.]
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[Skills Devoured.]
• Morphological Mastery [Tier 4]
• Unyielding Bones [Tier 9]
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Grotesque Physique would like to devour these skills.]
• Morphological Mastery [Tier 4]
• Unyielding Bones [Tier 9]
[Yes] / [No]
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Morphological Mastery [Active | 150 - Mana |▪︎]
The Tyrant possesses an unparalleled ability to rapidly shift and contort its bone structure and musculature, transforming between its massive crocodilian-whale form and a towering, grotesque humanoid form. This transformation is seamless and grants increased combat versatility.
Unyielding Bones [Passive | ▪︎]
The Tyrant bone structure, particularly in its transformed state, is incredibly dense and flexible, allowing it to withstand immense crushing forces and impacts. Its bones are difficult to fracture, even under extreme pressure.
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