《The chronicles of Tinker》Chapter 26: The Tower of Terok Nor part V
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On level 20
The old mad was waiting for them right as they came through the door.
“Welcome to your final test, the boss battle. What makes this fight interesting is that you will be able to choose the skills of your opponent. Since you chose the easy path, you may re pick his skills if you all died and wish to try again.”
“Ok, what type of boss monster is it and is there a time limit?”
“He will be a humanoid fighter/spell caster. You will choose 20 skills for your enemy. Each of you displayed skills throughout the tower. Each of your three strongest skills will be there, and you will build an enemy for yourself. For those of you that have not used 3 or more skills, don’t worry, that one skill will be added or you will choose one of the two you used. Also no time limit. Once you start a fight, it either ends with you all dead or him.”
After nearly an hour of talking and strategic planning they finally decided on skills. They assumed that the boss would rotate between weapons, otherwise it would have been wasteful to give it shield bash, power shot and a nasty power strike with a 2 handed weapon. In the end they decided to not give it any of the fire mages shields. Someone claimed that having 2 fire mages doing 5 % less damages is worse, than have having a boss with an ability to do random fire damage. The basic thought was that the boss would represent the 20 players. Since they were primarily melee fighters with low mana pools they were working under the assumption the boss would be a relative weak spell user.
They also decided to give it no aoe spells. Only the priest had good aoe healing spells. The hardest choice was which skill of Asmodian to give for the boss. They eliminated the multiple magic missiles that would target all 20 of them. Next was the spell where he burns up all his mana to hit with one shot. Thus they gave the boss the skill where he can instantly cast any spell he has. During the hour they asked the old man that if they use an ability with a long cool down and die, would the ability be useable for the next fight or will it still be on cool down? The old man said that all abilities would be set to zero and all positive and negative buff would be as well.
The entire floor seemed to be their battle ground. There were some trees to the one side. Large rocks in the other. Water about 2 meters deep on another side. The middle was plain stone and the last corner seemed to be a small hill off stone with some dirt on it. They decided that the most likely spawning point would be the centre for the boss. They would position themselves around that area. The fighters spread in a 360° around the centre.
The plan was that Cuzen would be the main tank and Antrax off tank. When his health reaches 20% he would swap with Antrax and when he can, he would take over again. Antrax would save his kick for an appropriate time and would work in sync with Cuzen. Stan would handle a second minion or any unseen problem. If said problem does not occur and the tanks are in trouble he would adopt a defensive stance and take over.
The current problem was that they were too many melee fighters and not all of them would be able to attack at once. They divided into two groups. If the call comes, all the melee dps will disengage and let group two take over. Until then they would stay close to the boss and replace any other player whose health dropped to 25 %. They decided to make it that high, because they had little healers and could afford to let people rotate out faster. The front of the boss was for the tanks. The back were reserved for the assassin and thief. The rest would just take the sides.
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Tinker found himself in group two. Those that would wait and rotate in. Generally it was the weaker guys in group two. The only strong person in group two was Stan. He needed to wait and see what happens once the fight starts. The range players all would just keep on attacking. After the buffs and blessings were casted they started.
One second after they started they heard the other fire mage calling. The 4 seconds it took the party to respond and run partially up the hill to their friend was all the time needed for a 9 foot plated warrior with a massive sword and shield to kill the mage. Spellcasters did not have the nick name glass cannons for nothing. They do great damage and just a little force can kill them. Cuzen leapt at the boss and tried to shield bass him. For his efforts he got struck with the huge sword and was rolling back down the hill. Antrax would have to start the fight off for them.
It was rather funny that the huge boss monster was attacking the smallest person in their party but it was just one of those things. The boss monster did however swing and bash the other fighters at frequently random times. They soon stabilised after the death of their mage. It was hard losing one of the highest damage doing players they had, but it was just one of those things. The hunters had a large target they could shoot, the mages could use the big spells. Lina opened with a nice Lava lash spell. Plate armours worse enemy. Asmodian had no special spell for plated opponents.
Zomger casted all his curses and could help the priest out with the healing after that. As always the healers were the unsung heroes of the battle grounds. It was not necessary for the entire group two to switch in. They just took the spots of those that took a lot of damage from the boss. They noticed that his random attacks always seemed to be good clean hits on unsuspecting melee fighters. Some bosses would attack a tank the entire fight. Others would take turns attacking opponents. Bosses like this one would just sometimes attack others when the opportunity arises.
When the boss was at about 75%, things were going well. Right up to the point where he healed up instantly to 80%. After that whenever they did 10% damage he would heal himself for 5%. At about 50% hp the boss suddenly stopped attacking the melee fighters and ran towards Asmodian. The melee fighters could do nothing to stop the boss. Only Antrax had a skill, but he was to slow to react. Asmodian tried to run away and got to the bottom of the hill before the boss decapitated him with a grand and powerful swing.
After that he boss monster removed a massive crossbow from his back and put his shield in its place. With sword in one hand and crossbow in the other he faced the enemies. Normally a person would need to manually reload your crossbow. But every 3 seconds this crossbow would magically have a bolt loaded and ready to fire. The crossbow also had a sharp point so that he could stab and he was using it as sort of shield to block. At point blank no one could really dodge the bolt. To make matters worse he used the skills from the hunters in combination with that one shot. So instead of 1 bolt hitting you, 10 struck home. Some came close to dying but they kept on going. What also helped that 10 bolts struck with the same power, and as the person was knocked away, someone could just replace him.
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When the boss was at about 25% the healers were out of mana. Gradually they stared dying one by one. They died rather fast when both tanks were killed. Retreating players were shot, and the others that did not run were just sliced to bits. Tinker did manage to doge the swing from the sword, but the crossbow stabbed him and fired a bolt in the area of his heart. A critical hit, he had no chance. The boss was left on 19% when the last person died.
Those that died where there in ghost form and could watch the fight until the end. When the last player died, they all suddenly returned to normal and the boss vanished.
“We’ll shoot. He got us.”
“No shit, before you guys get your panties in a bunch. Time for some team talk.” Asmodian said. They all came closer.
“So first of all. We were screwed since the get go. We lost our third strongest dps.”
“Sorry” the fire mage said
“It was not entirely your fault. It spawned behind you. We thought wrong about where it should have started. When we do this again I suggest we stand there in the rock area. From there we can head out.
“Second is that melee attackers are taking too much damage. Thus it forces our one and a half healers to spend more mana on them, Cuzen maybe you can talk or have a suggestion on how to remedy this situation.” Asmodian added
“Yes, Instead of just focusing on doing the max amount of damage. Be ready for that counter attack. He seems to attack at random intervals whoever is the most vulnerable. Sure this way the fight will last longer, but so should we. He does not seem to heal health other than that 5 % thing.”
“About that.” The priest said. “That was not my healing spell or even that of Zomger. He did not even use my healing spell. I am not sure if that means he can’t or if he was saving it.”
“Yes, he also did not seem to use any of our mage spells either.” Lina added.
“So who else here is not sure the boss had not used their skill?”
It seemed only the mages and healers were sure the boss had not used their skill. Quantum and the thief thought he might have used their skills when he managed to attack some people from behind at the start or here at the end.
“How did his mana look through most of the fight?”
“Only minor decreases when he used his sword or shots with the crossbow.”
“So any theories why he has not used spells for damage or healing?”
“I got a few theories. Either his spell capacity is low, or he can do more damage with his time by physically attacking and shooting us. Or both can be true.”
“But still. We got him to about 20%, why has not healed himself?”
“20% is still a lot. If we get him to about 10 or 5%, he will most likely pop a few heals.”
“Remind me again what heals we gave him?”
“We gave the spell holy light from the priest. Because it takes like 3 seconds to cast and costs a lot of mana. Sure he heals a lot from it but we decided it was better than the other two that were available. From the shaman we gave that instant recovery spell. We decided it would be better than giving it curses.”
“Ok, on the up side we can at least interrupt one of the heals and extend the casting time of all the other heals if we constantly attack him.”
“Yes, and when he was on 50% health. He stopped what he was doing to attack the player who was doing the most damage to it, since the start of the fight. Does anyone think they were doing more damage than me?” Asmodian asked. “I thought so, that is why he came for me.”
“Do you want me to use my kick skill on him at that point?” Antrax asked
“No, I will handle it. He just got. This time he won’t.”
“Ok, so do no disarm or cutting of the crossbow wires or something work?”
“No, some boss monsters you just can’t disarm and it seems his crossbow is not breaking. We might have lowered it’s durability a bit. Personally I think it is not worth it, to focus on. Highly doubt we can break it, and if we focus on breaking it, we gonna get punished.”
“Ok, so none of that. Other suggestions or comments from you guys?” Cuzen asked the party.
“Maybe Tinker with his first aid and coated bandages could become a medic full time. If he can stop cuts from bleeding and slowly heal the melee fighters. We don’t have to spend so much mana on healing them. I have been playing long enough with him, to know he can stop most if not all the bleeding and do minor healing. It is kinda pointless if I heal one of you guys and you lose all that health because of nasty cut from earlier.”
“Ok, I think we can afford to lose the damage he was doing. This is not a sprint, but a marathon after all.”
“Maybe we can change some of the hunter skills the boss got?” We gave him split and multi shot, because we were not going to bunch and decided best to spread the damage he does.”
“Well we screwed. We hunters have no to low cool down on skills and abilities. If we got an arrow, a bow and some mana we can do anything. Give us many arrows and a large mana pool and we can shoot every shot with a skill. I think this is what this boss is doing. Every shot is a skill shot and not just a normal shot.”
“I agree. I counted 3 seconds before a new bolt appears and it magically is ready to fire again and about 1-3 seconds after that time he needs to aim and shoot someone.”
“Well bad news then. I kept an eye on his mana. He won’t be running out of mana or bolts soon it appears.” Lina interjected
“So any other pieces of information or things anyone?”
“That shield screwed the thief and I, when he swapped it with his bow. My damage dropped nearly by half when the shield was in place.” Quantum said.
“So what do you suggest? Rotating the two of you away from his back, when he puts the shield there?”
“Maybe, even if he has that huge shield. He still got a few open spots we can attack from the back. I was thinking more along the line of preventing him from putting his shield on his back.”
“We talked about this not 1 minute ago, we can’t disarm the boss.”
“Yes, we can’t make him drop his weapons or shield. But maybe we can delay him putting back his shield or somehow to interrupt him. I once heard of guys that fought a boss. It had a massive two handed axe of some kind. When it got down to 25 % it would enrage. When this happens it would throw his two axes at enemies and then remove the big one. The guys jumped the boss and used their own bodies to prevent the boss from removing his weapon. Thus the boss had no weapons and kept trying to remove his weapon. The boss pulled and punched at the players but they held on and some even tied themselves to the boss. That left many other players free to attacks said boss while he was trying to get his weapon out.”
“That sounds cheesy. This boss has a sword and crossbow to prevent people from doing something like that.”
“You thinking about it all wrong. The boss hands are already full with a sword and crossbow. What is he going to use to prevent something from blocking where the shield goes?”
“I would think his huge ass sword or a few bolts to the person trying to block it.”
“Again you thinking about it all wrong. I was thinking we block or jam something into the mechanism where his shield and crossbow clip in.”
“O, I did not see any mechanism.”
“It is built into his armour and the little clips are on his shield and crossbow. They are not very big, but I think we can maybe prevent it from clipping in.”
“Why exactly is it so important we guys prevent the shield from going back?” some random person asked.
“Ok, I am going to explain this as simple as possible” Quantum said in that condescending tone he used. “If I attack you with my dagger and that said attack does 100 damage. You do not take that full 100 damage. If you are wearing your cloth shirt with plate boots and helm. You take about 90 damage. Because we all have a defence value that determines what % of physical damage reduction we take. Now the boss already has plate armour so his defence value is high. Now he equips the shield and that increases his overall defence value. Thus all melee attacks do less damage. To make matters worse. That shield also adds another layer of plate to his back, so now he also takes reduce damage from behind. Add to that, that shields are designed to be tougher than plate.”
There was silence. “Ok so imagine that 100 damage I do, is now reduced down to 20 if I am attacking the boss. With the shield in the way, the damage I would normally do goes down by over half. So now I am doing 8 damage. The numbers are not accurate, I am just trying to make a point. There are other factors at work as well, but that is the jest of it.”
“No wonder plated fighters are so hard to kill. It seems only spells or huge ass weapons do any damage to them. “
“Ok, what will you need to stop the shield form clipping in?”
“An opportunity and a dagger that I won’t miss. I and maybe the thief have a skill where you can jam something into a lock, door or any kind of mechanism to ruin it or delay other people. If you use a dagger, the dagger is destroyed and in perfect RR logic, most things a dagger can stop or ruin. Sometimes it just a small piece of the blade, other times it is the entire dagger, hilt included.”
“I do have a skill like that, I would be lying if I said I have used it more than a few times.”
“Same here. I only use it when I am being pursued, but since I have gotten better, that does not happen much anymore.”
“Yea, and you don’t want to jam a door you might be needing in a hurry. To just use the skill on random targets eats up daggers something fierce.”
“Great so one of you will try and use that skill when he swaps them. He did it around 50 % right?”
“Yes, after he killed Asmodian. Now unless Amodian does not do the most damage we will know who he will run too and when.”
“Great, any other plans or suggestions?”
“Nope. It seems we covered everything thing. Maybe have some food before we start. Double check our potions and get the party started again.”
They took their positions scattered all over the rocky area. It seems only once the fight starts, then only will their skills reset. That also meant that buffing and using blessings beforehand would be pointless, since that will also disappear.
The boss spawned about halfway up the hill and did not move. They used this for the buffs and things.
“Ok, remember to spread and let’s do this.”
The fight started. Tinker found himself on first aid duty. He stood a small distance off and every time a melee fighter swapped out due to being low hp or taking a bad blow, they would come to him. They seemed to be doing about the same damage as the previous fight. The healers still had large mana pools so there was nothing to fear it seems. At 75% the boss started healing incrementally. The real chaos started once he was on 50%.
This time the boss jumped over and away from the melee fighters. He went straight for Asmodian. Again Asmodian tried to run away and only manage a few steps before he was decapitated in similar fashion. Tinker’s heart sank deeper into his chest as he saw that, the only comforting thing was that Quantum was right behind the boss. As the boss switched weapons rather fast, Quantum acted faster. A person could see him jump and looked like he broke both his daggers into the mechanisms of the armour. The shield dropped to the ground and the boss tried hit Quantum with the sword which he dodged wonderfully. The bolts on the other hand got him pretty good.
Tinker was wrapping Quantum’s face, because he just took 9 arrows directly. Number 10 it seemed hit his helm and bounced away. After that Tinker was looking for the latest person that needed healing. To his surprise Asmodian was standing not too far away attacking. He was not sure how that was possible, but come to think of it, when his head got cut off, no notification came up to tell him and the others in the party that he has died. Sneaky Asmodian.
After the fight they would learn that he used a spell to make a mirror image of himself, while he went temporarily invisible.
Not only did it fool the boss, it fooled the other players as well. Asmodian used this mirror image spell in combination with the spell which allows him to instantly cast a spell.
They had a few close calls from melee fighters that took a nasty blow, that forced them to rotate out, then they were shot by the crossbow. The priest and Zomger were again the only reason why there were not just corpses lying around. Sure Tinker helped them out, but pure heals had no equal.
The boss Hp went lower and lower. At 10% he healed for the first time. He healed back up to over 40%.
“He just spent about a third of his mana, He should only have another two, maybe three of those heals max.” A mage informed the party.
The problem was still, that for every 10% of damage they do, the boss heals for 5%. So the fight went onwards.
“His mana regen is terrible, he only has two of those heals left guys.” The same mage yelled about 5 minutes later.
With new vigour they went at it. There healers mana pools were well below half but stopping and giving up was not a option. The mana situation of the healers were looking grim. The boss was on about 15 % hp and he still had two heals left.
“Antrax, when he tries and heals again. Interrupt it. For that 5 seconds try and do only critical shots guys.” Cuzen yelled.
“I am out of mana.” The priest said
“Stick with it guys, he on 11%, be ready with that interrupt.”
The boss hp dropped to 10% and he started casting the healing spell. Antrax used his skill to kick the boss on the ankle and he successfully interrupted the spell. That meant the boss had just wasted all that mana on a heal he did not receive. In the 5 seconds the boss could not attack many things happened.
They party managed to do an impressive 12 % of damage to the boss. A person would think it would have been enough to kill him, wrong. When the boss hp was on 5%, he regained another 5%, thus when the effect was over. He was on 3 % life and the others hoped they could delay or kill him before he managed to cast his last healing spell. Unfortunately the boss instantly healed and spent the last of his mana and would not be able to heal again. It seemed he to used Asmodian skill in combination with another spell for instant effect.
Tinker was standing to the side and witnessed it all. He felt defeated when the boss instantly healed and was back to just under 40% health. They came so close, but now the boss had hp and their priest was out of mana. As he looked at the priest, the priest current hp and mana value appeared for Tinker to see. He double checked to make sure his eyes were not playing tricks for him. The priest had 30 % mana remaining. Asmodian was standing next to him and he was at 0% mana.
It was a spell Asmodian got along with his secret class a long time ago. It allows him to transfer his mana to an ally he is touching. Since he always did most damage in the party he never really used the spell and had actually forgotten about it.
What self respecting mage would go from the highest damage dealing member to dealing no to low damage in near heartbeats? The others did not seem to notice what he just did. They focused on the boss and the heals kept coming.
When the boss finally died there were cheers and tears of joy. The fight lasted for 3 hours. In what only can be described as tactical genius they did not lose one player on the second attempt at the boss. The old man appeared over the corpse of the boss.
“Well done travellers. I had my doubts but you proved me wrong. I award you your level and 3 items from this boss. He gave the sword, the crossbow and an amulet. The sword was two handed, although the boss used it as single handed sword.
Sword of Cleaving:
Durability: 199/200
Damage: 50-70
A sword whose full potential unlocks as you cleave enemies into pieces. Chances to cleave off body parts increased by 25%.
When performing a decapitation of an enemy. Chances to cleave off body parts increased to 50% and double damage for 5 minutes
Equip:
+100 STR
Requirement:
STR 200+
VIT 175+
Stan got the sword. He was maybe not the highest ranked but he had the weakest two handed sword of the party but managed to be doing the most damage of the melee fighters. After Quantum and the thief of course. Most seem satisfied with him getting the item. Stan was the type of guy to put his body on the line for the greater good. He had done so in the tower and would do so again in the future.
Crossbow of Self loading:
Durability: 100/100
Damage: 40-56
A magical crossbow that reloads itself. User can set which type of bolts and how many must be magically reloaded before hand
An enemy shot within one seconds after a melee attack is made with this weapon, takes double damage
Equip:
+30 STR
+30 AGIL
+30 DEX
Requirement:
AGIL 120+
DEX 105+
It was a major disappointment when they saw it was not a huge two handed crossbow but a small one handed. That meant its damage was nearly halved but it was still pretty strong. Almost all the melee fighters had their eyes on this crossbow, now it seemed only those that are dual wielders would be able to make maximum use of it. After rock, paper and scissors between Tinker, Qauntum, Antrax and the thief, Tinker won and was the proud new owner of said crossbow.
Amulet of resourcefulness :
Durability: 10/10
The user of this amulet will have many stats increased
Equip:
+20 to all stats
+2 hp and mana regen
+1% magic resistance
Requirement:
Level 100
Everyone wanted this. Cuzen decided to take a bag, and write down all the names of the raid members on a piece of paper and put it inside. To make things fair, each person would write his own name and put it into said bag. Also the priest will draw the name from the bag. Since she was most likely one to not have any sleight of hand tricks like hunters or thieves. She drew one of the other hunters name. He took his prize while 19 jealous people tried to hide their disappointment.
“You are now free to go back to the world. Once you leave this tower all losses and gains from this Tower will be active and the Tower will move to the next Kingdom. Do you wish to leave now or do you want to talk?”
They had some time left and more than a few people wanted to log out and be done with this. Asmodian warned that he was going to talk first to this man and then teleport himself and whoever of the party that wants to come with him, back the Heaven kingdoms capital. All 19 said they wanted to return. Bremen was a bit out of the way and with their new levels, other quests would be available in familiar territories.
“Ok, so just who are you exactly?” Cuzen asked
“I am the care taker of this tower. The others help me by guarding it, repairing and so forth. We are the last remnants of the Alliance.”
“Ok, the Alliance of what?”
“Just the Alliance. Our order was founded 63 465 years by humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, gnomes from all over the continent with the same ideals.”
“Which was?”
“That order, justice and the right thing is better than the chaos that is in the world. The Alliance had no other name, its mission was to gather knowledge and follow its charter. Whenever the innocent suffered, chaos reigned or the unjust ruled, we would be there to challenge them. We did our best and ushered a new age for the continent. Back then the mages guild and warrior guild was in ruin.”
They magically appeared into a large room that had rows and levels of different books.
“The books you see around here are all just our laws and rules regarding our code of conduct. We had rules and procedures for nearly every scenario, faction or situation you could think of. Over our long history we made mistakes and strove to better ourselves and those around us. From hostage negotiation with enemies to dealing with a farmer who has lost some of his livestock, back to what is the proper way to act if a continental war broke out.”
“Wow, it sounds like you guys were strong.”
“We were. We acted as overseers if two powerful nations had to make peace after a long a bloody war. Things like that do not just happen. We helped them and act as enforces if one kingdom breaks the peace treaty. We also set many laws and guidelines to help the races of the continent. We introduced the system of monitoring trade. We encourage trade with all races, no matter the history between them. We implemented that no person under 18 be allowed to join the military. That prisoners not be killed and mistreated like they did in the past. And so forth. Many of the laws are still in effect. Others have become traditions and others are forgotten.”
“Have you been outside lately? Traders overcharge all the time. Prisoners get tortured and killed. The list goes on.”
“I know, but our time of acting as the guardians for the kingdoms are over. Now we pass our knowledge on to others and for fill a minor role in the continent.”
“So where did it all go wrong?”
“About 10 000 years ago, we lost all the orcs in the order. Those orcs that survived decided to live like the old ways with a primitive tribe. After one generation they all became like savages again and currently live in isolation in the east of the continent. About 6 000 years ago we had a civil war. Two factions fought for power. Those that wanted to keep the current ways and those that wanted us to become the rulers of the entire continent.”
The old man looked a bit sad and his tone reflected it. “We that wanted to rule everyone had won. But the death toll was over 98% of the order. With the leaders of both sides dead the order fell in ruin, now we last few that are still around know that a darkness with an unholy compulsion drove us to this madness. With the leaders of this madness dead we came to our senses. In over a year we went from the strongest and driving force for good to another failed organisation.”
“Wait, you over 6000 years old?”
“In a way. My physical body is long gone, but my essence still lives here. In the dream world I should be around for another 6000 years at least if I do not get killed.”
“Wait. We in the dream world?”
“Yes, our greatest feat of engineering was this 10 000 level tower and stronghold which we built physically in the dream world. It is rather tricky to interact physically in the dream world but we managed. Most of our other inventions and buildings are long gone. When our order fell, the last few left everything to come here. Entire cities all left behind to any with the will and power to take it. We wanted to rebuild the order but we last few decided it was best we for fill the role that we do now. You and yours from your world are the new driving force for this world. Will it be for good or evil, we do not know.”
“You said most of you cities and stuff are gone, you still got things left behind?”
“That we do, A hidden floating fortress. Many relics and artefacts that your kind have a hard time to understand was once ours. We also lost a few cities and other strongholds. Some are gone and some are still standing strong and are in good working order.”
‘Do you mind telling us where some of these things are?”
“That I do, you are adventurers, go forth and adventure. I told the last visitors where they might find the floating fortress. For you I will tell that our grandest city that is missing is somewhere missing under water.”
“That is still a big place to search.”
“Not really. It may be closer that you think. Now, I have a request to make of you arcane mage, will you travel to another realm for us and make a delivery of some ancient scrolls and items that were taken from our travels?”
“I can’t see why not. What do you know of realm travelling?”
“Much, for the sake of your group members I will try and explain it in a simple way. Imagine that our world is a leaf on branch, that is connected to a tree. Each leaf on the tree is a realm. Those leafs on the same branch are the realms that are easy traverse when compared to going from here to an entire different branch. The little twig that connects our leaf to our branch is the pathway to another place. We are close to many realms and you may have heard of them. Each prominent God has a realm on our branch, where her or his loyal souls go. Then there are other realms like this dream world or realm. The realms of death and oblivion are also still close. It is easy to get into the realm of dreams compared to that of a oblivion or death. They have rather good security and most of the time it is one way trip to them.”
“Ok, so far I am with you, to which realm do you want me to go?”
“The one where you learned your arcane magic. After you drop off some items there, they should help you deeper and further along the branch to the other places.”
“Ok, so just how far has your order explored along this tree?”
“Many places on our branch and a few places along another branches. But as always we pushed rather too far and after near cataclysm, travelling was deemed illegal. Some people still do it and the Gods bend the rules all the time. But the Gods are the enforces for their realms and universe as a whole. Think of the tree trunk as the place where the Gods live. We can’t exist there where they live, we can only exist in the leafs that they make for us. That means we can’t challenge them or anything really.”
“So why do you need me to do it?”
“We are stuck in the dream realm forever and no longer have the means and capabilities to give back things that are not ours.”
“Ok, I will do it.”
“Good, be careful. New realms are formed constantly and old ones get destroyed. Good luck.”
Asmodian got his quest. Someone asked if there was time for one more question.
“Just one.” the old man said.
“Will we ever be able to talk with you again?”
“There is always the possibility. Find the tower in another kingdom or find some of the other things we left behind. The libraries of out lost cities contain much information and will offer you limited interaction with the Tower of Terok nor. Now go and walk in the light.”
They thanked the old man and all held hands as Asmodian used his astral projection to teleport all of them to the guild house in the capital of Heaven Kingdom.
Ok, so this chap a bit shorter than my previous 4. The tower is at an end. Some nice loot and levels as you can see. Also some made up history of RR. It still falls under the frame world of the actual RR history.
The items stats are about 5 times stronger than the basic sword weed got for completing his basic training which he used for like 100 levels or what ever.
It seems I will be back posting chapters weekly. Already finished the next two and working on the third.
I am aiming for 2000 average views. Thanks for all those that read my ff and enjoy it. Tell a friend or an enemy guys. LoL
Ok, so this chap a bit shorter than my previous 4. The tower is at an end. Some nice loot and levels as you can see. Also some made up history of RR. It still falls under the frame world of the actual RR history.
The items stats are about 5 times stronger than the basic sword weed got for completing his basic training which he used for like 100 levels or what ever.
It seems I will be back posting chapters weekly. Already finished the next two and working on the third.
I am aiming for 2000 average views. Thanks for all those that read my ff and enjoy it. Tell a friend or an enemy guys. LoL Advertisement Previous
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