[-400]
[5 exp gained]
Hunter, who was Kyle, felt pretty annoyed and in a foul mood, his entourage noticing it and daring not to get on his bad side. "How dare that fool treat me like that? But it's strange, it's as if he realized my intentions. Hmm, what exactly are you hiding, Greg?" he said aloud. "John, get me information about Greg's recent activities and, oh, how's the roping of Greg coming along? I'm getting tired of waiting," Hunter said, even more pissed.
He was calm at the backline, shooting arrows with absolute precision at monsters, his A-rank talent, Sharpshooter, playing a vital role, although his skills were imminent. "Nemesis hasn't been found yet, but boss, there's another target, Scarlett. She's leveling up at insane speed just like Nemesis," John said.
"Hmm, I'm having a bad feeling about this," Kyle murmured to himself. "Very well, keep me updated about it. I should continue grinding; level ten is when we really get started in this game by going to any of the popular human cities. I reckon that's where Nemesis will be by now."
If only Kyle knew how wrong he was because Nemesis had no intention of going into some crappy human city and fulfilling quests for NPCs with attitudes. With his straight character, which got worse after his regression, he might as well kill an NPC that annoyed him. So, where is Nemesis going? Well, a beautiful vacation with his lovely sister—scratch that—a terrifying adventure towards the lair of the Primordial Dragon, first of its kind, the dragon born at the dawn of time, often called the God of Dragons. Yes, that being, one of the ten strongest beings in the apocalypse world.
And his intentions? Well, it's a bit awkward to say, but it's, um, to tame it. Yeah, that's suicidal. And the worst part is the smug look on his face, calling himself a genius for having such a beautiful idea, and his innocent sister just following along innocently, leveling up in the process from the stray monsters they met until she couldn't level up anymore. The reason? Well, a level ten player can never kill a level 100 monster. Heck, the level ten player was meant to die instantly the moment he/she came face-to-face with the monster. But with 100% dodge rate, Nemesis ridiculed the beast, and it could only swallow its pride and leave them be. It's less embarrassing than tiring yourself trying to hit that smug look off the damn human's face.
"Well, this is the hard part, sis, climbing the mountain till we get to the cave at the pinnacle. Try not to fall, though. You'll surely die; that's not an attack or ill intention after all," Greg warned his sister. That was the only way for Greg to die after all—die from his own carelessness. So don't begin to say the death skill was useless. Nah, that was the ultimate survival talent of Greg that wouldn't even care if he chose to die. Well, he should be prepared for reincarnation or transmigration.
Anyways, Greg had no intention of doing that until he'd properly dealt with every single enemy that brought him sorrow in his past life. Dying unjustly and being transmigrated to another world? Yeah, he would definitely die of depression if he couldn't enact his revenge. Dude is that petty.
After hours of climbing, carefully, they got to the peak and saw the cave. Oh, and they're in the zone that contains monsters above the hundred levels. In his past life, no one was able to level up to 100 even, and here this man is, treating it as a vacation with his sister.
They got into the cave, and truly, they loved what they saw. Gold coins, treasures beyond measure, and the wealth lovers between them were stimulated. The sibling duo literally forgot what they came for and began stashing treasures into their inventories without any care in the world.
Drakonix, the Primordial Dragon, opened its sleeping eyes after sensing the presence of intruders and was instantly furious. Like any other dragon, he was totally territorial. With the anger that threatened to flatten the world, Drakonix moved towards the intruders, and the sight in front of him was totally unbelievable. He saw two feeble humans not even worthy of his presence, greedily taking his treasures.
He was confused for the first time in hundreds of years. How did they get here without meeting their end? While he was contemplating that, he exploded immediately, the sight before him more than infuriating. The foolish humans had this ecstatic look on their faces while shamelessly grabbing someone's wealth.
Without wasting much time, he spewed flames strong enough to dry a very large river at them and then turned back with a huff. 'That should teach them a lesson,' he imagined, expecting them to realize the fear of stealing his treasures. With a satisfied look, he decided to go back to his chamber and continue his slumber.
"Oh, we have a guest," Drakonix's friend halted his movement immediately. Wait, what? They're not dead? How was that possible? He was sure even a level 100 being wouldn't survive under that breath. So how did a level ten? But most importantly, what did that shameless person mean by guest? How is he a guest? This is literally his dwelling place.
"How are you alive?" he asked, actually intrigued, his curiosity suppressing his anger.
"It matters not. Come, dragon, bow to us and worship us as your new god," well, that did not end up well.
"How dare you, brat!"
And with so much anger in his heart, he released his most terrifying dragon breath. The space around them burned and broke apart, unable to withstand the flame.
The space around them burned and broke apart, unable to withstand the flames. This time, he wished to completely destroy these pests. Being immortal and not from this world? Well, he could care less. He was a Primordial Being, and he had the ability to ensure they never resurrected. That was his intention. Yes, intention—because it never happened.
"Stop wasting my time already. Your attack has no effect on us, and listen to me before you start attacking, you stupid lizard," Greg said.
Well, that did nothing but annoy the Primordial Dragon. Him? A lizard? Using his claw, he slashed at those foolish humans with a speed even they couldn't comprehend, and that's when the most bizarre thing happened—his attack missed.
With disbelief, he attacked more aggressively, landing a thousand attacks before the human duo could blink. But to his dismay, he couldn't hurt them. With a very sad face, he stopped his attack and asked bitterly, "Who the hell are you guys?"
"It seems you're finally ready to talk," Scarlett said, annoyed. The stupid lizard had actually stopped them from gaining more treasures.
"Well, calm down, sis. We have enough time to do that," Greg said.
Greg stared at the dragon and tried to view its status.
User: Drakonix
Title: ???
Level: ???
Health: ???
Strength: ???
Speed: ???
Stamina: ???
Intelligence: ???
Constitution: ???
Talent: ???
As expected, he couldn't get any information. The gap in levels was too wide.
"Cough, cough, as you have noticed, your attacks have no effect on us, no matter what you do. And not just you—no being can hurt us. It's our talent. You should be wise enough to understand what I mean. So submit to us, and I'll grant you that power. It's mine, after all. Or remain proud, and I'll just go back, get stronger, and come back here or find you wherever you're hiding. And trust me, you'll definitely not like the outcome. You can't hit me, but I can. That should give you enough realization of the outcome.
"Or you can bow your head now, swallow that stupid pride of yours, and gain my ability. That's definitely going to make you the strongest being in the universe among the other beings I'll choose to serve me. That's right, you're not the only one I'm offering this opportunity to. I'm offering it to Leviathan, the Primordial Beast that rules the sea, the Golden Lion that rules the land, and the Primordial Dragon that rules the air. But if you won't accept my offer, then that's fine. Be ready to become the punching bag for those other guys," Greg said his piece before staring at Drakonix with the look of someone gazing at a junior, even when he was the one with the lowest level.
Drakonix's mind was in chaos. He knew very well that the threat from this creature was real. He felt it. The gaze of the human showed he was serious, and he realized he had no choice. Of course, the human could not harm him now, but with such talent, he'd definitely rise to the top. The future that befell him if he refused sent chills down his spine.
With no viable option left, he could only weakly accept the proposition. "I, Drakonix, greet my new patrons and gods. I shall serve you and follow every word you say, even after I draw my last breath," Drakonix said in dragon tongue, sealing his fate with an oath.
With a satisfied smile, Greg said, "Good. Now—"
He couldn't finish his statement before the system notification almost drowned him and his sister.
[Congratulations for completing an impossible feat!]
[Title earned: God of All Dragons and Flying Beasts: As the god of Drakonix, ruler of all flying beasts, you become the god of all flying beasts and dragons. The loyalty of all flying beasts remains 100% at all times. User is unable to hunt any flying beast to gain experience or loot. All flying beasts will obey your call and words irrespective of level (locked). You have unlocked the special feature 'Divinity.' Check your status to gain more information.]
[You have done an impossible feat and have gained the attention of all supreme beings of the world. Tread carefully.]