"World system - notice teleportation and communications magic back online, allow both to active?"
"Wait! No this could be bad if the audience and the guild sees that I slaughtered them all, hold off until I give the command."
The skin of the draconic serpent has somehow been slightly ripped at some ends but mostly intact, with it guts and flesh mushed and squeezed out from an end like a toothpaste.
"Infinite Storage!" like a miniature black hole in my palm it sucked all the parts of the massive snake and cleanly separated and categorized in the storage. "Ping... Item drop received, Divine Serpent Oil, powdered bones, Draconic Serpent flesh paste, Draconic Serpent leather, Ivory white toxic fang, Ivory white corrosive fang.
Time to upgrade my equipment as well, scribbling on the origami paper. Tossing the coin on the ground to prepare the teleportation space. Infinite storage retrieve, twin fangs, Draconic serpent leather, Impenetrable Lion pelt, golden fleece, obsidian claws, obsidian fangs.
"Dear Europa please make use of these items and forge me some weapons or armor of your choice. Thanks, Yuujiro...Note the Obsidian fangs should help to carve the impenetrable pelt and leather."
With that I teleported the items back to the Tauros Horns blacksmithing shop, excited for the new crafts and also slightly worried she's going to make something weird.
"Infinite storage, retrieve handful of draconic serpent flesh" cusping my hands together I ate the loose fluid paste like a meat porridge and downed it all.
The vitality of the draconic serpent forced my body into an integration, skin becoming space black splitting into tough scales, iris turning an amber yellow with my pupils morphing into a slit. Ivory white fangs rushing out of my wrists retractable like hidden blades.
The Draconic Serpent tattoo engraved into my chest taking the last spot in the pyramid.
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(Updated Status)
Elder Primal Chimera (+)
HP: 21,000/30,000 (+7500)
DMG: 20,500/30,000 (+7200)
DEF: 21,799/ 30,000 (+7800)
SPD: 20,100/30,000 (+7900)
Skills attained:
Heavenly Instinct (90% chance to dodge all physical strikes)
First Class - Flight skill + 50% more damage in the air
Chasity (First Physical Strike on enemy does 20 times damage)
King of Monsters (Impervious to physical damage Capped at Max HP)
God Physique (Immune to all curse and status ailments)
Growth Spurt - Increases body to 100 times its size, 2 times overall stats (+)
Cognitive Alignment - Temporary mind persuasion (+)
Magical Attributes: Right Arm (God Strength) - Damage per hit 5000
Race Attribute: Elder Primordial Chimera (Humanoid)
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"World System Update for Primal Chimera Classification:"
Superior >10,000
Elder > 20,000 - 30,000
Ancient > 30,001 - 40,000
Legendary > 40,001 - 60,000
God > 60,001 - 80,000
Overlord > 80,001 - 100,000
Nice... Now my base stats have permanently risen to an Elder Primordial Chimera class, seems the system classifies me the same way as regular monsters are done but just that my requirement is 10X higher.
With the full integration all three bloodlines my stats would double pushing me past Ancient and straight into the start of Legendary class Primal Chimera.
Releasing the integration of the Draconic Serpent, I reverted into my human form prepared to broadcast this mass tragedy.
"Before I forget... Infinite storage retrieve body of male human hooligan. This was the guy I killed by pelting high speed marbles previously, he'll make a great replacement body."
Grabbing the ornate axe, I began hacking at the body until it's a barely recognizable lump of flesh. Took my shovel out and started to dig a giant hole for myself, hiding underground.
"World system, resume magic communication..."
A screen of magicube hovering over the area surveying the damage, while I dramatically exit from the ground.
"Woah I almost died, as soon as the three of us reached the tree to collect our golden apples Bellerophon was attacked by Prince Midas challenging him to a duel to the death, to protect myself I used my earth magic to hide underground and came up once I stopped hearing any sound."
The announcer didn't even bat an eye, "that's horrendous the news would be conveyed back to their families immediately". Somehow disinterested in the bloodshed and blatant violence between contestants.
Uncharacteristically he asked, "Anyways we missed your fight with the Nemean Lion as if it was over within a minute while our magicube cameras weren't focused on you, how did you kill it and did you manage to retrieve something like a golden fleece?"
"Just pure luck, I guess. I trapped it underground and it suffocated to death, and yes I do have the fleece."
His eyes light up, "GOOD! We will immediately teleport you please standby."
Little do they know I had already sent the item to Europa but let's see where this takes me.
Immediately teleporting back into the colosseum, the crowd erupts into cheers and applause throwing flowers into the arena celebrating my triumphant return. Personally greeted by the guild master Jason himself.
"My previous party members of the argonauts are very excited to meet you, and as you know they are the best around and have first pick of the contestants, between you and a maimed centaur there really is no debate."
"I'm happy to oblige of course but let me rest for today maybe tomorrow." Giving a forced smile as I begin to walk off.
Jason side stepped blocking the exit with his muscular build "No problem Yuujiro my men will escort you to an inn where you will rest under our watchful supervision to ensure nothing happens to you and your belongings."
"Doesn't seem like I have a choice, do I?"
Jason quietly gestures to the exit already filled with his party members the Argonauts each deadly in their own skill class and all possessing ancient sigils. Each just as strong as Helen the Centaur with a lifetime of experience to tackle an ancient class monster individually.
After an hour of trudging through the narrow underground tunnels I was led to a pocket cave hidden in the corners of the dungeon underneath the colosseum too far and secluded to escape or call for help.
A swordsman class woman brandishes her silver sword menacingly, "Hand over the Golden Fleece now."
"Explain then, it is my loot as I was the one who slain the Pure Nemean Lion, if you were capable why don't you hunt for another one."
"Leaning closer with the cold blade pressed against my neck "That particular Nemean Lion was a pure breed, a virgin basically but this gave it the extra skill of chasity which would have instantly killed any one of us too risky to fight head on."
"Furthermore, its skill absolute defense made it impossible to even inflict damage or even weaken it. This particular monster appeared one day in the royal kingdom of Phrygia and ate its Golden Ram, the same one the royals hunt nearing the date of ascension, an alternative to its old ways of killing a God-kin or a God class monster."
Phrygia must have been the kingdom Prince Midas descended from...
"So, Jason was approached by the eldest son and was offered a mountain of gold to our whole party to find this particular lion, but of course you know the rest. Experiencing an impossible task to retrieving it Jason hatched a plan to use tributes instead."
"He killed the previous guild master assumed his position and held this exhibition to attract new talents as fodder to uncover more weaknesses the Pure Nemean Lion may have."
"Now unfortunately for you we have no vacant spot in our party and will be forcibly taking that Golden fleece to claim our reward."
Acting absolutely terrified, "Please spare my life! Here take it." Throwing it to her, only for her to realize she was holding a severed hand.
"Fuck! You sick fuck, I'm going to make sure I torture you for this..." before looking back at her hands screaming and wailing, hysterical before she turned solid gold.
The remaining three members backup immediately, the warrior grunting "this fucker somehow killed Midas." Another one immediately chiming in, "How is the curse still active if he's dead then."
The two male warriors gripping their weapons tightly, before engaging in combat both swinging with precision and in tune with each other casting together "Ancient Strength magic - Warhammer! Ancient spear magic - Twisted space! While the female mage at the back enchanted them with increased strength magic.