Talent Awakening: Draconic Overlord Of The Apocalypse - Chapter 80

Chapter 80: Quick Hunt
Alister, now alone, slowly made his way back to his living quarters. The night was still and quiet, his footsteps echoing softly in the empty passageway. As he walked, Terra’s voice echoed in his head.

‘Your comrades are truly an interesting bunch my Lord,’ she said, her tone sounding both amused and thoughtful.

Alister paused, thinking about her words.

“My comrades? Them?”

Terra’s voice was gentle but firm. ‘Are they not? I assumed they were because you always seem a bit more… happy in their presence.’

He smiled, her words sinking in. “I guess you’re right, comrades, huh?”

…

Passing through the massive metal doors of his living quarters, they slowly closed behind him with a heavy thud. As they did, Alister spoke in his thoughts.

‘Dragonforge, unequip my uniform and equip my gear.’

Immediately, his outfit changed, he was now suited up in his completely black gear, including chest plates, clawed gauntlets, a massive black magic-resistant scarf, black shirt, and pants, Alister flexed his fingers, feeling the familiar weight of his battle attire, ready for his daily quest.

“Open the gate,” he commanded the system.

[Gate opening.]

The familiar yellow rift appeared before him, its glowing edges casting a warm glow in the dimly lit room. With a calm stride, Alister stepped through the rift.

Now across, Alister found himself in the wastelands, standing atop a ruined building. He walked up to the edge, his boots crunching on the debris beneath him, and gazed at the horizon. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft silver glow over the desolate landscape.

Below, the space teemed with all sorts of massive monsters, their massive bodies moving restlessly among the ruins.

The system window suddenly materialized.

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[Quest: Train Your Weak Body (Daily)]

Time Limit: 03:00:00

Details: The player is expected to personally kill 200 monsters in the given time limit. Failure to do so will result in the timer resetting.

Reward: Random summoning conduit.

Time left for daily quest completion: 03:25:16.

Failure penalty: ??

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Alister gazed at the system window and let out a sigh.

“Again with the bizarre required kill count?”

“The time limit is cutting it a bit close.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter.”

His yellow eyes turned reptilian, glowing slightly as he said.

“Terra, Cinder, Darven, come forth.”

Suddenly, beside the ruined building, massive rifts materialized. From their depths, glowing eyes could be seen, piercing through the darkness. All the monsters present tensed up, raising their heads to look in the direction they could sense a strange aura.

Beside and behind Alister, emerging from the rifts, three colossal creatures appeared. The smallest of the three, a dragoon with golden scales that shimmered like the finest desert gold, was Terra. Next was a drake with obsidian black scales and crimson eyes that burned intensly, Cinder.

Finally, the largest of them all, a colossal dragon with dark purple scales and eyes that crackled with lightning, its massive pairs of black horns mede it seems even more powerful, Darven.

As the three dragons emerged, the monstrous horde below didn’t waste any time. Panic spread among them, and they immediately began to flee, their instinct for survival completely taking over.

Alister stood at the edge of the building, the wind waving his hair from side to side.

The three dragons bowed their heads together. “We pay our respects to our lord,” they greeted.

Alister nodded. “Nice to see all of you again. As I said last time, the three of you need to suppress your aura, or else these little outings of ours will start to get boring and uneventful.”

“Understood,” they responded.

“Also.”

“I’m pressed for time. I need you all in your combat forms to personally support me in battle. Don’t kill the monsters—just leave them in a near-death state so I can land the finishing blow.”

“Understood.”

In that instant, their bodies were covered in a brilliant white light as their colossal forms began to slowly shrink and hover to the ruined building Alister stood atop. As the light took on a humanoid shape, it dissipated, revealing three figures standing before Alister.

A woman at the center, her silver hair cascading down her shoulders, with deep red eyes, dressed in black and white armor. She had a pair of black horns that curved upwards, pointy but not long ears, and a black tail. This was Cinder, the Drake, the overlord’s all-consuming flame.

Beside her was a golden-haired, blue-eyed woman with a pair of white horns, dressed in white and gold armor that made her nearly look like royalty. With a golden tail that glinted softly in the moonlight, this was Terra, the overlord’s archive and his silent advisor.

And the one who stood taller than both of them, obsidian armor made from his scales covered most of his body. With a black tail that swayed from side to side, lightning crackling slightly around him, but unlike last time, he had his helmet off, revealing his black hair and deep purple eyes. This was Darven, the overlord’s lightning-fast sword, ready and willing to cut down anything at a moment’s notice.

“Good, let’s make this quick,” Alister said, flexing his claws and stepping forward.

With a nod, the four of them leaped from the ruined building, their bodies blurring as they descended. Alister landed with a loud thud, his body low to the ground, claws extended.

Terra and Cinder, touched down beside him. Darven landed a bit forward ahead of the three of them.

Instantly they began to charge forward, towards the monsters that had been scared off due to their aura earlier.

For a while there was nothing, but soon some monsters came into view, seeing the monsters, darven smirked, instantly increasing his speed as he charged forward, the earth buckling beneath his feet, purple lightning cracking around his body.

“Storm cleaver, answer my call!” he roared, his voice echoing through the wasteland. A dark rift opened up in the sky, swirling with purple lightning.

From its depths, a colossal, obsidian greatsword descended, its impact upon the ground sending tremors through the earth. With a thunderous clap, Darven sped up and gripped the sword with one hand, its surface etched with strange, glowing runes. A purple crest ignited on his arm, pulsing brightly with mana.

“Let the hunt begin,” Darven yelled with a touch of excitement.

With a burst of lightning speed, Darven charged at the nearest monster, a colossal beast with tusks and jagged scales.

He leaped off the ground with explosive force, propelling him forward. He swung his sword, cleaving the trough creature’s flesh and bone in an instant, and creating a massive gust of wind with his swing.

The ground buckled beneath the force, and lightning crackled along the blade. The beast roared in agony, its legs severed in a single, blinding strike.

“First one for you, my Lord!” Darven shouted, his voice barely audible over the crackling electricity and the howling wind his movements created.

“Good work Darven.” Alister said in the distance, Darven smiled as he heard him, proceeding to charge towards the next monster.

Cinder narrowed her gaze with a touch of irritation, “He’s getting carried away again.”

Alister, now before the monster Darven immobilized, flexed his claws, his eyes razor-focused. With a wide swipe of his claws, he instantly tore open the creature’s flesh, revealing its core. With a swift thrust, he grabbed it and ripped it out, ending the monster’s life instantly.