Crypt had just spawned in a hundred Spectral Terrors in the Dark Forest, and three island out in the sea when something all of a sudden he got a very interesting Schemas, [New Schemas Obtained, Icon of Water, Icon of Earth, Icon of Air, and, Icon of Fire] It seemed to be one of the skills that Goliath had, although why the Icon of Fire and Air was there was a question Crypt wanted to find out why they had died, as he brought his attention to the Dark Forest, as Crypt shuddered at what he saw. A group of adventurers was fighting Goliath and they had exposed him to the Elements of Air and Fire, his [Rapid Adaptation] skill had given him the Elements for free and had made him more powerful, actually upon further inspection he had two sealing skills called [Sealed Power] and [Sealing Beast] Crypt estimated that he was only a Peak-Adamantine ranked threat and HOW DID HE KNOW THAT? It was so frustrating when the System injected knowledge, what the hell was Peak-Voidium and Low-Copper, how the hell did he even know that?
Crypt returned to the current battle, Goliath was still winning easily against his attackers, then one of them launched a massive attack against him, a searing white fireball blazed towards Goliath, Crypt watched as Goliath fell, then started he talking, his voice was eloquent, deep and echoing like an ancient being, he looked up at an enormous translucent lion that was perched on his back, to Crypt it looked like it was holding Goliath up, “You fought I Thu Lariah, ruler of the Dark Forest,” Goliath looked up at the noble beast on his back, he grabbed the lion, and started crushing it to death, blood spurted from the gigantic wound that Goliath was inflicting on the beast, splashing around Goliath like a river of blood, “You served me well Morlock, thou grants you eternal rest,” he looked up at the Invaders, the lion’s corpse dropping from his form, he threw his axe aside, “I rise as not Thu Lariah, but as Goliath, the beast of the God-Core. Now face me.” A wave of power erupted from Goliath’s titanic form.
The group immediately crushed their teleportation crystals, only to discover that they had no forms of escape, Goliath ran towards them like a feral beast, manifesting golden claws of fury. The Warrior acted first. An enormous greatsword appeared in his hands, he slashed, meeting Goliath claws “Die foul beast, for you deserve no place on this world.” shouted the Warrior, sweat dripping down his face. The greatsword buckled under the golden claws. Then it shattered, light spilled from the blade, the Warrior dropped it, screaming as shards of metal pierced his flesh, then Goliath, ripped into, light and blood blasted out of his armor, Crypt absorbed both the blade and the armor. [New Archetype Schemas, Enchanted Weapons and Enchanted Armor] With the Warrior dead, Goliath moved with a predatory grace towards the others. One of them a Mage, pulled out a…carriage, how again Crypt was very annoyed at the system injecting knowledge in his head. Goliath ran toward the party but they entered the carriage and flew off towards the island. Crypt mentally sighed, Looks like Goliath’s no longer a secret.
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Prana was standing in the first dungeon that he would break, a High-Orichalcum one that had been sending out monsters to terroize the local countryside with over twenty floors. He motioned for his strike group to move in. “Varius, Corion, follow me into the dungeon, Stolo, Arenus stand guard outside to make sure that we don’t die if anything goes wrong.” Stolo and Arenus had been the other two that had been dragged along with them when they had been summoned. Prana stepped into the Maze of the Ancients, whose path had thankfully already been mapped by the radar in his suit. Then he used a skill he had learned from the Mechanites, “Great Machine I call upon a fragment of your divine providence, this servant asks for your help in this venture, [Summon Ultimate Construct]” Prana felt the fragment of the Holy Machine’s power enter this primitive world. There was only one thing he agreed with the Mechkronites about, the Great Machine was one the most powerful forces in the universe.
It appeared before him, resembling a Servitor Android from that had been fighting with him in the final battle. Golden skin, geared shoulders and joints, bronze wings of an Engeli, but what was most shocking about it was the sigil on the being. It was the Red and Gold wings of his legion, then machine spoke “I am Xerax, you are worthy of being my summoner, what business do have with me?” Prana knew of the stories of the fools thaat thought to treat their summons like mere beast, both from his Legion’s Warpers and this world’s legends. “Holy Machine I ask your help in destroying this dungeon, please accept this offering.” Prana held out his Goldlocker, ther had found out that Corian, thier dreadnought, had the functions of a large factory built into his suit and they didn’t need materials, since it would be built with the ambient mana in the air, this one was one of their first successful attempts. Xerox’s eyes widened at the sight of the Goldlocker, “To see of those here, you are very far from Summoner, I accept your offering.” It grabbed the Goldlock from Prana’s grip, holding with an almost fanatical reverence. Then it started absorbing it.
Gold tendrils of metal poured out of Xerax, it wrapped itself around the Goldlocker, then the tunnel flashed as the Goldlocker vanished, replaced by a new laser weapon where the machines hand used to be. Then it vanished, Prana heard the screaming of monsters, and the cry of death in the Dungeon, then Xerax appeared before him holding the remains of a shattered red crystal, “Your dungeon is shattered, for your offering today I allow you to summon me at will, with no further offerings needed.” A stream of mana poured from Xerax as a Planarly Bound himself to Prana, “May your future conquests be fruitful.” said Xerax, Prana dismissed him as the construct vanished in a flash of light.
