Eryke travelled quickly, still swinging his sword with all his attention.
Calculating every trajectory of the sword in his heart.
"My strength will increase significantly if I could establish my Will with the sword."
He had a gut feeling to it, so he focused even more on his sword swings as his pace slowed down.
While Eryke was travelling through the forest,
The two dragons flew sideways through the forest until they reached the end of the river, flown from the two mountains:
"Come out."
The dragon spoke in a deep voice.
Rumble.
The ground trembled, and a tall hill formed in front of them.
A turtle’s head popped out from the hill’s top:
"Why are you here?"
"I am here because I brought a special friend," the dragon grinned.
"A special friend, you say?"
The turtle widened its pupils, it’s slender neck raising from the ground and tilted its head to look at the dragon: "Did that special friend go to ’meet’ Leviathan?"
"That’s right," the dragon nodded its big head.
"Sigh, you are still too rash, dragon. Even after spending years in that hard environment, you didn’t learn a single bit?"
"This one is a bit different, though."
The earth trembled, almost like an earthquake, as the turtle rose from the underground and stepped onto the surface. Its small head looked at the dragon with narrowed pupils:
"What if that special friend beats him? The damage has already been done. There is no saving our world. Do you want us to die with him?" the turtle roared.
"Call the whale. I have a plan."
The dragon grinned.
***
After a long time, Eryke finally reached the two mountains and was thoughtful for a moment:
"Never thought a dragon would have been scared of a snake so much."
Leviathan, a mythological creature which was only imagined in their own world, was now a creature here, but they were usually depicted as a massive sea serpent.
"And the tale of a serpent breaking its cage to become a dragon is quite famous throughout the place."
Eryke spoke lightly with a shake of his head.
He slowly threaded the mountain, climbing up, still swinging the sword. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
The terrifying sun’s yellow rays fell on his chiseled, half-naked body with six-pack abs and shaped, toned muscles.
He might not be as muscular as those gym builders, but his strength itself was at a terrifying scale already, merely from his body-strengthening skill and also the training and hard work he has put into it.
As he climbed further, he strangely felt the temperature start to increase instead of decreasing.
"Weird," Eryke frowned. "But after all, this is a ruined world. It would be weird if it did make sense."
With the last step, he finally reached the peak of the mountain. When his feet landed, the ground was incredibly sticky, almost like chewing gum was stuck to it.
When Eryke tried to move around, he even felt a certain difficulty moving with his strength. One can imagine that if it were an ordinary person, no matter who they were, they would likely not be able to move a step.
As Eryke moved around the place, his eyes suddenly landed at the center of the two mountains, where the river extended from, and immediately froze in place.
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