Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

He now had a belief that the big clans and guilds mages would have it much easier and far more successfully than anyone else partaking in the competition!

"Let's see who will have the biggest laugh at the end."

Arthur then closed all these scrolls, hiding them inside his ring. From his past and bitter experience with the cursed dragonair book, he already knew it wasn't safe at all using something from this dark side, without even taking enough precautions already.

Two worlds, each with their pros and cons, and he had another world stored in his memories already… This had started to make him feel much excited, and greatly challenged to prove himself worthy, and take reign over the best of here and there.

He glanced at Lily, to find her still sleeping, like a little child, before smiling kindly to her. He then moved towards the edge of the mountain, bypassing the about to extinguish fire, where parts of it turned into long thin pillars of smoke, heading directly towards the distant sky.

As he stood there, in the early hours of the day, he was welcomed by a thick cloud of fog, covering almost everything down there.

However he managed to spot from places vacant of the fog yet the intense fight ongoing in the valley. He just sighed, as this place was going to continue fighting until a mighty being would be born.

And the most amazing thing here was that this monster would be loyal to him, calling him master, and doing anything he asked for.

Arthur then returned to sit beside Lily, while he tried to squeeze his mind about this shocking relation between this world and the dark side.

He had no idea about anything related to that dark side, despite clashing swords with them several times already. He knew he might be able to get a lot of info when reaching the academy, but he now started to doubt his journey to there would be this easy.

What he caused here would stir up attention, making many eye this place with vigilance and dark intentions. He thought about moving from here, but again anywhere he would go, he was destined to cause trouble.

"Why retreating when I can use this as a foundation to my future base?"

He thought out loud, while making up his mind. Retreating wasn't one of his traits, and thus he decided to fortify things here, and clash head on with whoever would come to threaten him.

He then started to rethink again about his previous plans. His biggest issues were time and lack of workers. So, he planned the moment he went down there to go and make a very wide move to snatch villagers.

As for the current defenses of the city, he had new inspirations from the war tools he saw inside the tent. That huge trabecular was really mind blowing, and that huge crossbow made him crave for me.

In his mind, huge towers started to be built, armed with these crossbows to aim far and mighty towards the long distance enemies. he also started to revolutionize the arrows used in them, adding the idea of explosive arrows he had into them, turning them from single target weapon to a mass killing weapon.

As for trabechulae, as far as he was concerned he was feeling content with them. He might find some ways to improve these huge war machines, but not now.

He had to wait until he witnessed the making process himself, and there he might add a thing or two.

He entered the deep state of thinking again regarding these formations. The new world he just experienced made him regret his inability to use them, as he was feeling skeptical about touching something dangerous as this.

"If they used soul type attacks, then they have to rely on the souls of the soldiers somehow."

He started to study what he had in mind thoroughly, and this time he wasn't impressed by them like before, instead he was focusing on finding any suspicious things there.

The first thing he noted was the initiation process, where warriors need to wound themselves, and channel their energies. He knew this simple move must have a deeper hidden move unseen by him.

Changing this part might affect the entire process as a whole, but at least it wouldn't be risky to use as before.

From here he started to note down any suspicious move, and replaced them with things he knew and experienced before. Hand movements, the time of using energy, even the runes and drawings on the ground, everything was changed, except for the places of the soldiers.

He knew the current placing might have an issue, but he couldn't alter that without experimenting live on real soldiers. The art of formation was destined to be so complicated to learn, and much more complicated and hard to invent.

In hours, Lily woke up to find him still in his daze. She sighed, as she knew this time how hard her clan head was working all the time for the best interest of them.

She was feeling much gratitude for that, and she knew for sure Arthur wouldn't be just a mere small clan head, but a sprout for something bigger.

She then kept her silence, as she started to get busy watching the brutal fight down there. The fight never stopped for a moment, and the monster flood just kept coming from everywhere her sight could spot without showing signs of slowing down.

She didn't know what Arthur did down there, but at least these monsters weren't currently posing a threat to them. in addition to that, the huge army stationed here must have been destroyed, saving them from any trouble in the near future.

She sat there looking at the distant ground, watching the brutal fight without any worry, like she was watching an amusing fight between kids.

As for Arthur, he sat there squeezing his mind, trying to introduce as many changes as possible to the dark formation. What made him puzzled was the name, dark.