Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur went forward without any hesitation while that enemy of his stayed calm and collected. "He is underestimating me," he said to himself while getting near to the dense defenses there.

"Ding! Won't you use your arrows now?"

"No, I will enter the pocket world and add it to my garden."

Arthur's aim here wasn't to kill everyone, he wanted the pocket worlds. Just as he reached the outer border of the warriors, formations started to kick in.

Huge domes appeared and he was instantly hit by them. "Damn, they are really dead serious at stopping me," he sneered as the moment he was hit, his head felt a little dizzy. But he managed to control his calm and sanity.

Formation after formation hit him, and yet he kept flying forward without attacking any. As he got near the portal in the centre of this place; the final monster moved.

It opened its jaw, and inside there was another smaller one that roared. Arthur felt a sonic wave to assault him, making him feel much dizzy.

"Ding! You can resist this attack for a few minutes, not more!" and the system warned.

"One minute is enough," Arthur said as he changed his mind. He would start killing these!

Yet he kept pressing forward, and the monster, aided with the giant number of warriors here, kept hitting him. His speed decreased but he kept getting near the portal with each second.

Just as he was almost there, he let his body down, falling like a huge rock to the ground, feigning finally falling to their attacks.

"Survive this if you can," but as he was a few tens of meters away from the ground, he sneered while taking out his bow and extermination arrows, sending ten of them everywhere.

His wings became horizontal all of sudden after releasing the arrows and retrieving the bow, letting his body slide over the air, moving forward with great speed; entering the portal.

"I'm in," he laughed, yet the world he came into was much vaster than what he initially thought!

And it was already crowded with warriors to the end of his sight. "Scout," he said while flapping his wings and catching up altitude.

"Ding! There are millions of warriors here, few led by monsters. The good news is I sense the presence of a pillar in the centre of this world, not too far from here."

"Finally some good news," he smirked as he didn't want to just get a world without pillars.

If a world was without pillars, he would only need to press over the portal and make it shift to his garden. Then his garden would do the rest.

Yet he couldn't go easily forward, as the next moment many domes appeared blocking his path and attacking him.

"Ding! You can maintain your composure for one hour."

"I don't think I will need all that time, right?" he then moved with his fastest speed towards the direction his system provided to him.

As he went there, he kept getting hit with endless attacks of formations. Also many long thick arrows started to come at him from the ground; yet he wasn't that much concerned with these weak things.

His body was now stronger, and he could resist such attacks easily. After ten minutes of flying he finally spotted the pillar. "Here you are," he smiled warmly like seeing an old friend. "Let's see why this old master took so long," he was still mad at that master.

He wanted his share of the meal!

As he got near to the pillar, he noticed the difference between it and the others he already had. "This one is pitch black," he said.

"Ding! This pillar is very ancient, already turned and bathed into darkness for such a long time. I suggest shaking it off with many arrows to cleanse it first."

"Good advice," Arthur stood a few miles off that pillar before starting to rain it with many arrows.

"Tick."

"Tick."

"Tick."

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Rumble."

"Rumble."

"Rumble."

The first few arrows caused a muffled sound that seemed insignificant. Yet when more arrows hit the pillar, the sound intensified until the entire world shook with each hit.

Then a sudden wave of light erupted, clearing everything in its path. And Arthur wasn't an exception.

"Damn," he cursed as he stood off the ground with many injuries.

"Dang! Praise your luck! Your increase in strength in recent times leaned to the light side, cleansing your soul. So this attack hit you mildly, not like others."

Arthur glanced at the devastation caused in the world around him before realizing what his system meant. The entire world here littered in ruins, and all the mighty army that stood on the ground was wiped clean!

"Interesting attack," he laughed before heading towards the pillar.

"Ding! Only those in pure darkness were massacred."

The system suddenly spoke, making him puzzled. "Are there any survivors? How?"

"Ding! There are many who survived, and this was due to their slave marks. All those coming from the dark clan were killed."

"That's… good," he smiled as he caught up again, "cleanse them then use my ability."

"Dang! I will cleanse them all and tell you the final number."

"Alright," he agreed as he wasn't interested in hearing the updates of each time his ability was used.

Once he reached the pillar, he found a luster of light coming forth from its pitch dark structure. In the heart of it, he could see a slim thread of light pulsating weakly there. "Time for you to go home, buddy," he muttered before injuring himself and landing a drop of blood on it.

"Rumble!"

This time a strange eye appeared, not the familiar eye of his master. The eye looked more majestic as it scanned him, scanned everything in the world for a couple of long stressful minutes.

"So, you are the lad he spoke of?" the sound came like coming from a million mouths. "you are something indeed," and the next moment Arthur felt all the oppression gone.

"Thanks… venerable master," he bowed his head, showing his respect to the new master.

"It's alright, you are doing us a favor after all," the venerable master said, before adding, "now continue your hard work, and in time you will be rewarded by me."