《Story of Vita》The Forest King / Chapter 42
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Vita towered over the trees in the area. But honestly, it looked like a standing red turd with worms sticking out out and it was standing on a puddle of piss. But the dragon wasnt thinking of what Vita looked like at the moment.
Inside the bone dragon, the necromancer was still alive. To summon the form of a dragon was a huge gamble, but he thought it was worth it when he managed to kill the "wendigo". Up until he saw it turn into a puddle and still live. He faintly remembered something about "abominations" from when he was a student. So not only was it a already dangerous creature, but now it had the bonus of being an abomination to top it off. The necromancer cursed his old self for being so hormonal and focusing too much on the professors body instead of her lectures.
Now that the "wendigo" turned into whatever its new monstrous from could be called, he was unsure on what to do.
On one deathly pale hand, he could try and escape, leaving everything behind. All of his hard work simply left behind to save himself. Or on the other, he could try and kill the abomination so that he could conduct some reseach on its corpse.
Who was he kidding. He was called the Dark Lord back in his youth and no one, not even wendigoes turned abomination, would stop him from doing what he wishes to do!
If he was to continue his research, he would have to kill the abomination somehow and also manage to get his diary back from the dungeon. He could only hope that the book didnt get damaged when he used his old mans magic. So now he would have to get creative with how he should approach the huge monster.
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Both the bone dragon and Vita were watching each other. The bone dragon with its burning eyes and Vita with countless eyes made up of different creatures. It was also at this point that Vita realised that the fires that the bone dragon created didnt produse any heat. The thermal vision that Vita got from that one snake was quite useful, making it much easier to find any other animals. But it was a first to see a fire not producing any heat.
All the other visions could see it, but the thermal showed that the fire was actually draining the heat from its surroundings. But that doesnt make any sense. Its fire! Fire = hot. But it is magical fire, so maybe its the magical kind that doesnt burn? So if it drains heat from other places, it could be something related to the cold. No no, then it probably would have a cold icy color. Living bones are usually related to undead magic in most fantasy settings, so maybe its undead fire magic? How would that effect me? Screw it, let it get the initiative.
As Vita finished that thought, the bone dragon finally decided to attack. It obviously kept its distance, spewing its purple fire. The fire hit Vita on the side, torching that area of Vitas massive body.
When the fire landed, Vita quickly examined the cells that were hit. While making sure that the fire wouldnt spread, Vita saw that the the fire would directly attack the cells DNA. On top of that, it would also drain the cells of ADP, using it somehow to spread further. If some normal creature was to get affected by this fire it would not only lose all of its cells that were so much as even grazed by fire, it could probably get cancer if it didnt immediately remove them. Thats some scary stuff! If only I could learn to control this type of fire. What a shame that the bone dragon doesnt seem to be natural. Well maybe the bone marrow might still be present, but I strongly doubt that. But lets try something fun atleast.
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The fire that burned the monsters side was suddenly absorbed by it, a foolish action in the Dark lords mind. The undead fire was a strong counter to anything living. This creature actually trying to swallow it would just make it stronger.
But something happened that the Dark lord didnt expect. The mouth on the top seemed to have more of a purpose than expected, as it opened up to reveal that the fire was still burning inside. While wondering on what it was going to do, it hocked it out like a loogie aimed at the Dark lord. It obviously didnt hit, as all he had to do was to fly a bit to the side for it to miss. But as it just passed, a tentacle shot out and latched on!
The tentacle grabbed on tightly while the fire was burning it. As it did so, it also swung its mass around to cover the bone dragon. As it did so, the sudden extra mass caused it to also drop in height, sending it falling. The fire burned the flesh and the bone, but it didnt have a strong effect on the bone dragons body. It did send it closer to one of the tentacles hidden in the acid mist.
The Dark lord flailed throught the air as it saw the acidic mist getting closer. The embarrasment he felt for being out-smarted by a tower of meat enraged him more than ever before. He managed to quickly remove the flesh with a bit of struggle and burning it even more to make sure it wouldnt be able to latch on again.
The tentacle hidden in the acid mist launched out, but this time he was prepared. Using the spinning motion to dodge the tentacle and then launched himself into the air, dodging the extra tentacles that burst out from the previous tentacle.
Quickly regaining his previous altitude, the Dark lord spewed out fire once more, but this time it was different.
The fire didnt fly out as normal. It gathered together into the form of a ball. The fireball had odd symbols scattered over its surface as it changed to different colors. From purple to red to green.
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