Epic Of Vampire Dragon: Reborn As A Vampire Dragon With A System Chapter 76
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"GRRRYAARR!"
Suddenly, a large piece of the wall fell over the ground, revealing large amounts of tentacles made of slimy red flesh from its back, alongside several eyes and jaws opening up grotesquely.
Several other large wall pieces began to do the same, as even the larvae stages of these mimics, which camouflaged as bricks that could easily knock out someone if they were to hit their head jumped out and joined with their parents!
Well, they joined the fight only to be crushed!
CRAASH! CRAAASH! CRAAAASH!
Like crushing bugs with one's foot, Chaos used his giant draconic claws to crush the wall and ceiling mimics with almost effort at all!
They were like bugs easily being crushed beneath his feet, the sounds they made as they were splattered across the stairs made Chaos feel an exhilaration, the more he killed, the more life essence rushed into his body as his cultivation slowly increased. And thanks to his curse which was modified for unknown reasons, his cultivation speed was increased by a lot, making this process even faster.
SPLAT!
"Gryyarr…"
Another giant mimic that was replacing a piece of the stair was crushed into the ground by Chaos, as he quickly extended giant tentacles out of his body and moved the corpses inside his Vacuum Stomach!
Crunch, crunch, crunch…
He continued to enjoy the nice snacks as he rushed downstairs with the rest of his part, catching the mimics as they came, as his party also fought against many of them.
The narrow and spiraling corridors of the stairs proved to be an interesting battlefield. Nonetheless, they were still an easy battlefield for those such as Belphegor, Dura, Abyss, and Erebus!
Belphegor extended his flames across the place, burning through the mimics that they came across, sometimes Chaos would pick these grilled corpses and eat them, tasting the delicious flesh of these monsters. It seemed that when they were cooked by spectral flames, their taste would improve, although he wished he had some salt with him…
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Abyss continued her charge with happy laughter, she was the best in narrow places as she could expand her body and cover the entire space, becoming a moving deadly wall of black slime, devouring anything within her path…
Erebus on the other side expanded his aura of darkness and formed claws, tentacles, and projectiles with it, decimating those that got near him without breaking a sweat. (Mostly because he could not sweat anyways…)
And Dura was now able to use her flames and techniques together, releasing many long-ranged attacks by swinging her weapon around, which released waves of flames that burned the soft flesh of the mimics.
After a few minutes of rushing through this mess, Chaos ate dozens after dozens of mimics, he took outside the salt he had saved inside his Inventory and enjoyed their taste with some salt, and even took away some ale to see if it could go with it, and it did.
He also shared it with everyone as they enjoyed a meal while slaughtering monsters that could easily kill people like nothing…
By doing this, it felt as if they were insulting the dungeon core itself.
It was getting ridiculous at this point…
Ding!
[You learned the following Skills]
[Mimic Monster Bloody Bite]
[Mimic Monster Body Slam]
[Mimic Monster Body Projectile]
[Organic Stone Shell Creation]
[Inner Flesh Manipulation]
[Tentacle Extension]
[Stealth]
[Camouflage]
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Chaos glanced at the assortment of new skills that he had acquired by devouring over a hundred Mimic Monsters, it seems that the Skill Mimicry wasn't within their repertoire, of Stealth and Camouflage seemed interesting enough.
Although Chaos found it weird why they didn't have a skill such as Mimicry, perhaps it was because mimicry required a full shapeshift of the body? Which the mimic monsters were not able to do.
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Without further delay, Chaos checked the new Skills effects.
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[Mimic Monster Bloody Bite]: Unleash a bloody bite using your monstrous jaws, dealing great damage that might leave with infected wounds a target.
[Mimic Monster Body Slam]: Use your grotesque body to slam your foe with all of its weight.
[Mimic Monster Body Projectile]: Detach your own body parts and use them as launchable projectiles.
[Organic Stone Shell Creation]: Naturally grow organic stone shell resembling bricks, enhance defense.
[Inner Flesh Manipulation]: Acquire the ability to manipulate your own flesh to an extent.
[Tentacle Extension]: Extend the tentacles produced in your body to ridiculous sizes.
[Stealth]: Utilize mana to reduce your own presence.
[Camouflage]: Utilize mana to camouflage within your surroundings, which might temporarily change the color of your skin.
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"Interesting… Now I wish I could fuse them… I hope that Edward is working in what I asked him to make…" thought Chaos.
Before leaving the castle, Chaos had asked Edward, the elven librarian, to craft a special item with his Alchemy and Crafting Skills and related Jobs. Chaos wanted him to create a special accessory, a ring or bracelet that was often used by novice alchemists which had the Synthesis effect within it!
With the Synthesis effect, Chaos hoped that he might become capable of fusing Skills. The materials needed to craft this item were not expensive and were already available within what could be extracted from the resource-producing Colossus monsters, so it was just a matter of time before Chaos could get his hands into one of these accessories.
The Colossus was very useful at producing materials, and as long as they feed with enough miasma from Chaos, they were like farms of crystals, ores, and even spirit stones. Although it still took some hours or even days to produce them in decent quantities, Chaos could easily request the types of ores he wanted these living golems to make, and they would slowly get them done.
"To think that the Colossus used to be mere and rusty statues… They're very useful now," thought Chaos, as the party suddenly came to a stop as a giant Mimic Boss emerged on the last floor of the stairs, which seemed like a mini biome by itself!
The enormous mimic boss resembled a giant colony of these creatures all stuck together into a titan!
"GRROOOAARR!"
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