Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur glanced at the nearby warriors who were under pressure from the brutal attacks of his queen. "Then I can't stop the summon even if I killed them all?" he shifted his gaze back at the twenty thousand warriors gathered in one spot.

"Ding! That's not possible now, only summoning takes some time to occur, that's all."

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't kill them now," the golden dragon said before adding, "the less enemies the better, especially when they are using tactics you aren't that familiar with."

Arthur nodded as he waved his wings again, controlling his descent speed slightly. "I'm getting used to it," he muttered before channeling his energy and sprayed down his purifying fire.

"Sizzle!"

"Sizzle!"

"Sizzle!"

The fire kept sizzling around the barrier, eating it away. Many holes started to appear after a couple of minutes. "This array got slightly stronger," he muttered before he noticed a strange wave of dark energy formed like a gigantic hand rose from the barrier.

"It's the soul attack, evade now," the golden dragon suddenly shouted.

"Nah," Arthur shook his head before adding, "I want to test my garden over this."

The next moment his body was engulfed inside this dark aura. The hand clenched at him like it was catching a fly, and Arthur didn't intend to evade.

The moment he got surrounded with darkness, he saw himself standing inside his mansion at the academy, surrounded by many beauties whose he knew well.

"I'm too damn foolish to refuse you all this time," Amanda was wearing a short transparent wide dress with nothing underneath. Her perfect body appeared clearly to him, which made his heart palpitate.

"This is an illusion," he muttered before sighing, "tsk, it's such a nice illusion that I don't want to break," he glanced over the girls around. Tina, Sara, Cesile, Amelia, and Amanda presented just as the reach of his hands. "Tsk, I have to leave you, but I promise this will occur for real later on," he swore to himself before closing up his eyes and entered the garden world.

The moment he appeared there he was in his dragonair form again, surrounded with a thick veil of black fog that kept swirling around his body.

"Purify me," he muttered and the next moment he felt a dominating force surrounding him, and he heard a sizzling sound just like his fire did but on a much larger and fiercer scale.

"My fire can also purify this," he said before all the fog was destroyed by his garden. "Thanks," he said in relief before opening his eyes again, returning to the real world.

"Satisfied now?" The golden dragon seemed pissed off at what he just did, "have you gotten the fun you wanted?"

"Why are you angry about it," Arthur smiled before threatening, "don't make me laugh or else…"

"Tsk, I'm just worried about you. That titan is already here," the golden dragon said in a more lenient tone, making Arthur gaze around in a hurry.

"Indeed he is," Arthur saw a gigantic swirl appearing in the middle of the sky. The size of it kept increasing exponentially while its black fog forming it kept thinning with time.

"Ding! It's here," the system said and the next moment the portal got smashed all of sudden with a strong aura while a gigantic black thunder hit the distant ground coming from it.

"Kekeke, they sent me here to fight this weak lad? That's strange," a loud and strong voice appeared amidst the dust and black fog covering up the entire zone in a large cloud that was getting bigger with time. "Lad, just tell me whom you offended and I'll ask their forgiveness for you. It's not fair fighting me with such a small body and weak power."

Arthur was speechless for a moment there. "You really have a good heart as I heard," he muttered before adding, "sorry I'm dead fixed on my enmity with the dark clans," he added.

"You seem to piss more just the dark lousy clans in such a lowly world," the owner of the voice said without any ill intention before the next moment he shouted, "Scram!"

The cloud that covered him got smashed into nothing like having a second explosion of pure air in its center. Arthur watched the physique of this giant man, bare chested with bulging abs. "Tsk, you are really immersed in honing your body," Arthur muttered as all his body was formed of bulging muscles that seemed proportionate with his giant physique.

His skin was faint red in color, and his hair was long, branched neatly to form a long three hair strands waving behind his back with many circular small metallic rings with luster.

He held four giant swords in four arms, and other four carried four extremely long spears and his last two arms carried a drum.

"Thanks for the compliment," the berserker said before adding, "but I got a reputation here to keep. I got paid and I have to see the mission completed. It's just annoying to kill such a youth, can't you reconsider?"

Arthur glanced at the drum in one hand and that thick and short stick for the drum on the other before saying: "You seem to love making a good entrance."

"Oh, I love making some noise while fighting," he laughed before adding, "c'mon kid, I really like you. I hate to see someone as good and has such a fine taste in music like you to die."

"I'm sorry," Arthur shook his head, "I have blood enmity with all the dark clans in the universe."

"Wow, such a young age and can say such mighty words," the berserker laughed as if he was amused with what he just heard. "C'mon lad, just lower your head this time and live to fight another day," he sincerely advised.

"Can't we solve this conflict in other ways than fight?" Arthur asked, hoping he wouldn't fight this good berserker.

"I can't!"