Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

As most moved, only Amelia, Omar, Ron, and Deem remained. Arthur glanced over to Deem as he said:

"I want to know if these pillars match the Ley Line diagram of the city."

Deem glanced fast at the pillars before sighing. "All are misplaced," he said.

"Alright, draw me their right places and I will redistribute them," Arthur said as he addressed both Deem and his system.

"Ding! Do you plan on matching them with the underground diagram? If you do that, you might not be able to move them ever again."

"Who cares, I have many and I will have more."

"Ding! These pillars are dark ones, they still needed to be purified."

"I will use my arrows to purify them. Plus, I might link my garden to here in the future, so they won't be dark forever, right?"

"…"

The system wasn't rooting for Arthur's plan. It wanted him to aid the world's will with all his might and abandon his city.

Defending the city wasn't that impossible, but in the end he wouldn't be able to save all of it. That was what the system believed. So instead of wasting resources and time here, he should focus on helping the world's will more.

Like this, he would get to the good side of the world's will and might befriend her. That was the aim of the system, yet Arthur had another opinion about it.

"I will draw the general layout of the city and the diagram, pinpoint the places where the pillars could be stationed," Deem said before he took out a large sheet of dried up monster skin and drew using some ink he made himself.

He already had the diagram engraved in his mind, and so he didn't find any difficulty in drawing it in less than two minutes. He drew the large city as a small oval-shaped place, while he drew points of places the pillars should be placed at.

"Great," Arthur muttered, "you should move them now," he said, talking to his system.

"Ding! Are you certain of this?"

"We discussed about it, just do it!"

"Ding! Sigh!"

The system then rearranged the pillars according to Deem's drawing. "Did you pinpoint the pillars according to their numbers or the city's capacity?" Arthur asked after observing the diagram for some time, waiting for his system to finish its task.

"I made it according to the current pillar numbers plus the future planning of the city," Deem said before pointing to the side directed to the mountains as he added, "this part is useless, as we won't be able to expand in the future there. Not like these parts."

He pointed to the three other sides of the city, the one facing the forest and the two others facing the open world. "Do you plan to cut down the forest?"

"Sure, we need to expand. In my future plan of the city, we will need to go towards the mine zone and add it inside our territory."

"Oh, this would be such a grand city," Arthur commended, and then he glanced over the distant Golam, checking if it was sealed or breaking free.

"Sigh, that monster…" he took out his bow and arrows before he felt some resistance, pulling the strings like he used to do. He didn't hesitate and channeled his energy before changing back to a dragon form.

And then he started releasing arrows for minutes before the system spoke again.

"Ding! Finished! And the world's will is descending in ten minutes."

"Just about time," he smiled before he closed his eyes and then he closed his eyes and connected his senses towards one direction and stimulating his energy to go through an unused link.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

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"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Twelve loud roars erupted so suddenly with the shaking of the entire mountains. Everyone living here got a scare while Amelia muttered in disbelief: "This feeling, I can almost relate to it."

She then glanced over the direction the roars came from; behind the mountains. "Oh god, they are from that time!" she hurried to glance at Arthur who just kept his dragonair form active just in case.

After all, he created those monsters himself, yet he never met them. He didn't know if they would be obedient or filial children.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

As they kept approaching the city, the roars kept getting stronger and louder. Arthur just stood in his place watching the distant mountains, while his system asked:

"Ding! What are they? I can almost feel an aura that doesn't belong to this world!"

"They are my creation, my children."

The answer of Arthur was short, yet the system didn't ask for me as it started delving deeply inside Arthur's mind.

"Ding! Oh dear! You created twelve sacred guardians when you came up here?"

"I wanted to solve a problem, and I got a lucky encounter."

"Ding! This isn't just luck!"

"Hehehe."

Arthur waited for a few minutes before a few silhouettes appeared coming from the mountains. Twelve monsters appeared; four flying, four running, and four were moving into the river.

"Didn't expect to have such a mix," he commented before observing their shapes.

The flying ones were like huge eagles, four with a giant body covered in small glittering scales that reflected the dying rays of the sun. Their tails were so broad that might be considered as a third wing.

Their wings had sharp feathers at their edges, while their peak ended with a long and sharp way that made them resemble spears.

They had a group of eyes left and right. Each group was made of dozens of smaller eyes. They had a crown over their heads, made entirely of strange black bones and horns.

The four running were like giant dinosaurs, with three having two heads and one having three. They had small wings that didn't aid in flight, yet they kept flapping them while running, adding to their speed.

They had thick and armored skin, that even Arthur doubted he could affect it with his fire. Their tails were really long, stretched for tens of meters behind them like gigantic snakes; ending up in thick short needles that looked scary and deadly with such green fog dissipating from them.