Chapter 12: | Flames of Hell!
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A cackle escaped from my maw as I was overjoyed at having obtained my very first skill that would unleash hell upon these fools!
A warm thrum resonated deep within my chest, a molten core awakening, sending waves of raw power through my very being.
I could feel the subtle tremor of geothermal energy being drawn, a hum that vibrated through my scales.
But now I have to find a lord class or a whark with a mana core to truly test my strength.
But first, let's obtain an 'Ascension I' Core to truly test how far it could go.
Dragging the skills to the fusion table, I clicked Yes as a new one shimmered before me.
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[Would you fuse this skills?]
• Geothermal Overload Core + Igneous Nexus
[Yes] / [No]
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[You have gained.]
• Magma Heart Ascension [Ascension I]
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Magma Heart Ascension [Passive | Ascension I | ▪︎]
A pulsating Magma Heart, forged from superheated rock and pure elemental fire, beats deep within the Whark's chest. This nexus constantly draws and supercharges geothermal energy, not only amplifying the Whark's overall durability to an extreme degree but also fueling its devastating, cataclysmic attacks. Should this core ever be ruptured, it will violently implode in a blinding, superheated flash, disintegrating the Whark and devastating the surrounding area.
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Quite the impressive skill when you ignore the dangers it possesses, since it would kill me if it ruptures.
Still overpowered when used right.
Perhaps with this skill combined with 'Inferno Breath', getting to Tier 10 would be a breeze.
Since now I only need 6 more tiers to reach it, but looking at the Stage 1 wharks around here, it's probably not worth it.
Yea, it's not worth my time to linger in this cavern for a little longer.
Now I needed to devour the lord or maybe king-class wharks around this place and leave as soon as possible, so that I could obtain a larger variety of skills up my sleeve.
But looking at it now, that shadowy whark, maybe it's too much for me to contest right now, as it's too fast for my 'Infernal Breath' to reach it.
Perhaps a 'Jungle Stalker' at lord class would yield me a speed-type skill, unlike my 'Quaking Pounce' which is too dangerous to use against it.
Surveying the surroundings below me, my gaze flickered to a group of 'Jungle Stalkers' stalking a horde of 'Obsidian Hulks' with a 'Magma Tyrant' leading them.
Along with a few 'Volcanic Sentinels' acting as sub-leaders, leading dozens of 'Obsidian Hulks' like a herd of sheep.
Quite the overwhelming firepower, but it won't work against the 'Jungle Stalkers', as I could see a sleek one, seemingly a lord-class, licking its lips.
Its blade-like wing fins shimmered with lethal intent as its form danced through the currents, flickering and blurring through the mountainous ridges of spikes.
As its scales shifted and adapted to its surroundings, it stalked for the 'Magma Tyrant' for an opportunity to finish it within a few seconds.
Like the strategy that I've employed earlier, since the bulky body of the 'Magma Tyrant' won't allow it to move swiftly, and that's its weakness.
The water was still as the 'Magma Tyrant' noticed the presence of the lord-class 'Jungle Stalker' lurking among the mountains of spikes all over it.
The water trembled as the 'Obsidian Hulks' were alerted by their leader's cry and surrounded it.
The very ground seemed to vibrate with their low growls.
As the 'Volcanic Sentinels' charged their breath, their rocky hides glowing with internal heat, ready to unleash it if needed, their raw killing intent radiated through the water, a palpable pressure that rippled the surface.
The lord-class 'Jungle Stalker' retreated for but a moment, its form momentarily solidifying before it vanished completely.
Swish!
Its form reappeared inches above the 'Magma Tyrant' as its fin gleamed with lethality, a razor-sharp edge poised to strike.
Tear!
The 'Magma Tyrant' was shocked at this revelation, its molten eyes widening, and before it could command its subordinates, the countless lurking 'Jungle Stalkers' flickered in and out of existence, a swarm of predatory shadows.
Howl!
The murky dark abyss brightened for but a moment as flames sizzled upon contact in the water, sending clouds of superheated steam billowing upwards.
Charred carcasses of the 'Jungle Stalkers' began to float, their forms grotesque and twisted by the sudden inferno.
I chuckled at their reaction speed, a low rumble in my throat, as my form flickered in and out of existence thanks to 'Quaking Pounce'.
A jolt of raw power surged through my limbs, the world blurring into a streak of motion.
My muscles coiled and sprang, feeling almost weightless as I darted through the churning water.
Squelch!
The currents trembled as my tail pushed me further into the brawl.
My throat enlarged, and I could feel molten lava gathering, a searing heat building within me, a suffocating pressure behind my teeth.
My maw shone with a bright orange light as the smile of the devil appeared for but a second on my visage, a grim promise of the destruction to come.
Then.
Howl!
The surrounding flames erupted into a shimmering orange light as hell was unleashed upon them.
The searing heat of 'Infernal Breath' exploded from my maw, a torrent of incandescent fire that vaporized water instantly, sending clouds of superheated steam billowing upwards.
The cavern walls glowed with an oppressive orange light, the very rock trembling under the sheer intensity of the heat.
'Infernal Breath' killed tens of 'Jungle Stalkers' and half of the 'Obsidian Hulks', while nearly killing a 'Volcanic Sentinel' as the lord-class 'Jungle Stalker' was greatly injured by my attack.
It shrieked, its sleek form now a grotesque landscape of smoking, charred flesh and shattered fins, a raw wound searing across its side.
Howl!
Another erupted as magma latched onto the lord-class 'Jungle Stalker' as the 'Magma Tyrant' unleashed its hell upon its assassin.
The 'Magma Tyrant's' maw opened, revealing its magma-like light, a pulsating core of raw power, as it was eager to tear its opponent apart.
But it was too slow as my maw tore right through the lord-class 'Jungle Stalker' before it could, all thanks to 'Quaking Pounce' pushing my body forward with a final, explosive surge.
My gaze was cold as I licked my lips eerily, the taste of victory already on my tongue.
The lord-class 'Jungle Stalker' let out a whimper, a piteous sound swallowed by the churning water.
Rip!
Its head was ripped apart in a swift motion as my 'Sunder Maw' and 'Shatter-Rip' ripped its defenses and flesh with ease, the sound of tearing sinew and cracking bone echoing even amidst the chaos.
Bwahahaha!
I laughed in victory as I devoured it first, the raw power of the consumed creature surging through me, before my gaze was fixated on the 'Magma Tyrant' after a few minutes, its massive form now a prime target.
Now let's begin round two!