Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

The monster was shocked beyond measures, as Arthur had figured out his true identity, one that was long forgotten from the face of this world. Arthur just smirked and said nothing, as he discovered this when he sensed the ominous aura of the monster lingering around the dead bodies of the mages, draining all the blood from them and moving it towards the garden.

It was hard to spot such an act amidst all the darkness and chaos, but the type of monster that fed on the blood of humans not monsters was only one in his memories, a demon, and not any type of demon, an ancient one as well.

This little thing gave him out, and Arthur had such keen senses towards extreme and rare incidents like this one.

\'Ok, ok, I can now agree on your terms,\' the monster said, reluctantly.

"No, I only offered you once, and see how you repaid my kindness! I won\'t accept you except as a dead carcass, as I intend to make many great things from your body, so be honored and just accept your fate!"

Arthur sneered inside himself, as this ancient demon tried to play another trick on him. along the long history of his old world, no cultivator even managed to tame or control an ancient demon. Ancient demons were such scary creatures, that one must kill at sight if possible, or flee if couldn\'t manage it.

Making the ancient demon enter his body as inner demon was like committing suicide, and it was also the case if he made it a pet. No contract would be active on such a mighty being.

Arthur had to thank his luck, as he met such a huge identity in such a way, as its master was dead long ago, and this ancient demon\'s strength was depleted along the long course of time.

It was also a mystery, as now he was noticing things that shouldn\'t exist in this world, heavenly garden, ancient demon, and a mysterious long dead master of both. Suddenly he started to believe that the knowledge he had on this world was missing a big chunk of the truth.

This world had another hidden truth, one that made him smell the old and familiar scent of his beloved cultivation world.

His desire to go to the academy grew even stronger at this moment, as he felt all the answers he was seeking for would be there.

\'Damn you! I curse you, curse your name, your family, your clan, your life, your friends, I curse everything you love, curse your entire life to be miserable and pitiful.\'

The monster\'s curses continued to echo in his mind, only to be distracted by the explosive sounds of the explosive rocks. Arthur didn\'t mind all that, as even if he was cursed somehow, he knew many ways to lift the curse.

After he finished absorbing and dealing with all the blood on the ground, he then moved to join the fight. The next hours were extremely tense, but with the early light of the new dawn, the monster tide was finally over, as the whole forest was now in ruins, with uncountable bodies lying dead or severely wounded everywhere.

He was panting, holding his sword in hand, while the other held a bow. He was using his full strength in this fight, and even when Clovert went back to the camp amidst the fight and brought twenty mages from there with Amelia and Omar, he wasn\'t able to get a moment of rest.

What helped him, and all of his friends and mages here, was the huge reserve of meat he had in his ring. Lily also played a great role in the fight, aiding Clovert in attacking from the air, destroying everything near and far without exception.

Everyone was exhausted, but they were already excited about their achievements. They managed to slay a huge number of monsters, much bigger than the number they killed at the mountain. Arthur wasn\'t that excited, though, as through this battle he exhausted most of his own reserves of the explosive oil and the ores he had in his ring.

He wasn\'t that upset though, as the gains in this battle far exceeded his losses. He recalled killing a lot of pythons with four and three horns, different kinds of them, and he intended to cook them all, and drain all the precious oil from them.

Sitting on the once was their camp, amidst all the damage and the dead bodies of monsters, with many trees around them turned into charcoal from burning in extreme conditions, all his team was now catching their breaths, trying to take a moment of peace finally, enjoying their hard earned victory.

Victory didn\'t come without losses, as five mages were dead, and nearly all of them were injured, with one having a severe wound along his abdomen. Arthur examined them all, and gave them extra shares of meat, a deserved bonus after this epic battle.

"What happened here? Who attacked us?" Amelia finally spoke, asking about the heart of the matter.

"There, these mages attacked us," Ouly said, pointing to the dead bodies of twenty plus mages who were mainly killed by Arthur.

Omar moved towards them with Amelia, and suddenly the two froze up, as they recognized their faces.

"Do you know them?" Arthur didn\'t miss this reaction, as he immediately asked.

"Well," Omar hesitated, before Amelia added, "they are part of a team we know, one of which I and Omar contacted before."