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Chapter 4 - chapter 3:

For the first time in my life, I saw a flash of a vision of the body filling with flammable gas. I needed to escape before it blows itself up because of me. I walked from end to end outside the hollowed-out stomach of the 10 meter dragon. I crawled out to the hole I made now that it was on the side. The scent that followed me was hideous; a gas that was mixed with gasoline and death flowed out of the stomach.

 

I walked towards the massive head of the lizard. It looked at me through its yellow eyes sullen deep within its red scales. They seemed to be begging for mercy. I smiled at it.

I walked over to the penis of the monster and began to remove it. Giving that the penis was the same size as me, at its phallic state, cutting through it meant I needed to cut through over half a meter of tissue. I used the metal pipe to smash the skin of the penis. Which wasn't covered with scales unlike the rest of its body. I smashed it until it bruised, until it softened to where I could tear through it. I didn't want to use any heat and cold magic. I wanted to use my fingers, all 10 digits to tear through the phallic skin of the dragon. I wanted to dig my nails right into the penis of the dragon so it can feel the most pain in its last moments.

 

Kugkgkggugkgk… the oversized lizard whispered in pain, perhaps for mercy or a quick death.

 

I stuffed the head of the penis into the hole of the dragon's stomach so I had a better cutting angle through the edges of the phallic mess. I saw tears emerge from the reptilian eyes. 'Weird, they can feel emotions?' I muttered to myself as I plugged up the gas emerging.

 

Using some glass shards I found on the ground, I stabbed slowly across both the balls and in a line across the penis of the dragon. I didn't want to make any clean incisions as that would make the amputation more painful. I sunk my fingers deep inside the holes made by the glass and warmed up the skin nearby, only to freeze it immediately.

 

Tchthcthchchhchchch. Such a sound came from the penis being torn.

 

It resembled a human penis, or a mammalian penis. The urethra was still red at the center. I wedged the iron rod into the urethra like a shovel and surprisingly extracted the entire urethra.

 

"can't this be used as a sheath, or maybe some cover for a spear?" I spoke alone.

 

Once most the penis was detached, it hung by a single strand of skin on it. I stomped the skin away and carried the penis to the head of the dragon.

 

I walked to find the corpse of the child and brought it Infront of the dragon as well. Its tearful eyes trailed my every move while making several attempts to move its body. It only succeeded in opening its mouth to bear its fangs.

 

"Fangs?" I suddenly had an idea. "aren't they also knives? You cut with them, right?"

 

I wore a sadistic smile I didn't know I could produce as I used my metal rod as a tooth extraction device. Each tooth was the size of my forearm, some the entire arm. i extracted all the teeth from the dragon. For the teeth that exploded from the impact, I pushed them all into a single eye of the lizard. It tried to scream but no words emerged. I froze its insides after all. No air could come out. And the only air that would go in or out is from the pressure I gave it when beating its penis off. In fact, it's a miracle that it can still be conscious.

 

I took some of the sharpest teeth of the dragon and threw them to the side. I stared at it and made sure it couldn't close its eyes. I placed the amputated dragon cock into the mouth of the lizard and the corpse by its nose.

I used one of the fangs to open its skull. It broke in the process but I gained some strength through the rock. I bashed the bare skull with my iron rod until it cracked open. I removed skull debris from the lizard before plunging myself into the brain. Maybe this would be the best part for it. It wouldn't feel any of the pain. In fact, the lizard's conscious will just disappear now. it will die before it dies.

 

In some cultures, eating the brain of an animal, or another person would result in gaining the intelligence of said being. The cultures died out now but I'm thinking I might try. The size of the skull was thigh deep for me. I bent over into the skull and took my first bite.

 

Sudden knowledge came into my mind: 'fire Is the energy of particles. Control it and you can control all'

 

It tasted like a bloody sock that's been dragged through every street of the world being still attached to the owner. It sent shivers up my spine the texture of the brain. Each bite was soft like tofu but as you keep chewing it doesn't break into digestible amounts. You must remove and swallow most of it and then the connective tissue. The taste made my throat tingle.

 

'Fire is produced through giving energy. Ice is produced by taking energy'

 

I attempted creating a small fire in my finger but it couldn't work. Only my hands got hotter. Maybe I wasn't strong enough?

 

I began feasting on the brain. Each pink speck in sight would be eaten by me. I puked multiple times. I swallowed everything in the skull and emerged after what seemed like hours of eating.

 

'The attribute of wind has been awakened'

'Proficient insight into [the void] which fills space'