NOVGO.NET Chapter 429: Geckos Are OP!
Chapter 429: Geckos Are OP!
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“Shriek! Shriek! Shriek!”
A tiny flying gecko flew with incredible speed.
It looked weak, it was weak, and yet the resolve in its eyes was as indescribable as blank, a resolve that brought it straight to a luxurious-looking cave and— SPLATTER!
A bloody mess on the wall, a guttural sigh resounded:
“Dumb thing. Guess it’s time for another group.”
With this, a scary-looking lizardman with more wounds and abs than scales begrudgingly stopped his workout as he complained. “Training, training, even more training.”
Yet even as he complained, his legs were already in motion for it was his responsibility to teach the newborns, and in no time he had arrived at THE training grounds.
A large obsidian square, one oozing regal energy.
A lazy lava river swimming across peacefully.
A bunch of newborns anxiously waiting.
But as soon as the instructor’s eyes landed on the plaza, his heart sank. Trash, this bunch was 100% unusable trash. Tiny, terrified, and overall terrible.
“Is that it? That’s what we’re getting this time?”
He spat out in disgust, clicking his tongue. Was this what the lizardman race amounted to nowadays? The Mana was getting thinner nowadays, but wasn’t this way too bad?!
And he wasn’t the only one noticing. Even a couple pureblood soldiers crowding around had disbelief and confusion written all over their faces.
“Usually there’s a thousand of them!”
“How many is that? 300 maybe?”
“What are the shamans doing?”
“….”
But as they noticed their boss approaching, they all shut up, the latter already starting with so much gusto that no one would have believed his low spirit!
“Listen up, you shitlings! Right now, you’re all wastes of space that don’t deserve to live. I’ll be your instructor, and it’s my job to make lizards out of you!”
As his gaze scanned them, they all faltered, forgetting to breathe for an instant, not that he cared at all. Nope, it was time to make everything as clear as day to them all.
“Ten days. In ten days if you’re not worthy you’ll be purged. Weak? Purged! Arrogant? Purged! Dumb? Purged! Rub me the wrong way? Purged! Now get ready for—”
That’s when he stopped, for the very first time in the last decade.
In the distance, there was suddenly the dumbest lizard he’d ever seen coming over! Scranny, with faded scales and an out-of-place easygoing look in his eyes.
And as all eyes turned to him….
♩♫♪
Baby lizard! Do-Do-Do!
Daddy lizard! Do-Do-Do!
Momma lizard! Do-Do-Do!
Grandpa lizard! Do-Do-Do!
…..
♩♫♪
Not only did he feel out of place, but he was even singing?! The words coming out of his maw were cute, and so was the tune but at this moment it traumatized many.
“G-Give me a second, Instructor, I’ll take care of the bastard!” A soldier hurriedly went forward, his entire aura screaming of violence and ready to teach a bloody lesson.
It barely took a second. Powerful legs kicked, and a sharp obsidian spear was swung, its tip powerfully stabbing at a dead-walking fool! It powerfully reached his scale and— froze?!
Time seemed to stop, the soldier breaking his stance, and walking back shivering?! And as he did, the same happy-go-lucky tune resumed, all until the soldier reached the Instructor.
“Boss, there’s a situation…”
“Situation? I don’t care who sent him, get him out, dead or alive! We’re training Newborns here, not playing house. If they have anything about it, then they can bite my scaly ass!”
With such clear support from his superior, there was no reason for the poor soldier to hesitate, right? Yet, his face grew increasingly dark and uncomfortable.
“T-That’s the thing, Boss. He says he’s a newborn…”
“Newborn?! If this is a newborn I’m a unicorn!”
“That’s what I thought, but there’s this…”
The poor soldier handed a token over.
An obsidian identity token, one that belonged to a certain old shaman, something no shaman would ever hand over even if his life was on the line! C-Could it be?!
In a flash the Instructor was before the youngster, scanning him with his dragon-like eyes. Power? Very volatile. Age? VERY young. Hell, even the smell was that of eggshell!
His stupefied eyes met the playful Jack happily playing along.
“It can’t be. You’re actually a Newborn, How?!”
“My Shaman says I’m a handsome lizard!”
“Handsome or not, this shouldn’t—”
What kind of impossibility was this?! Doping?! Could it be that they had used a special soul to forcibly increase their newborn’s power? That had to be it, right? Those fuckers!
As for what had truly happened? Only the Shamans had seen it, and they weren’t about to share it lest they got in trouble. Thus, a certain Instructor got annoyed.
“Tch— So what? You’re freaking late! Do you even know what time it is?! The training was starting at 15 past heatrise and it’s— NVM Just take a spot!”
Jack happily cooperated while the Instructor went back to the front, the latter about to blow his top. This thing was a travesty; that one “Newborn” stood out like a sore thumb!
Even the other newborns were staying away in fear! Still, that wouldn’t change anything. After their own Awakening, they would all be bigger than him for sure!
Thus he controlled his temper, ready for the first lesson.
“Now, what’s most important for a soldier?”
Amidst an uncomfortable silence, a lone hand was mightily raised, a few Newborns recoiling in fear as soon as they saw Jack move, eager to answer.
“To have shiny scales! This way you intimidate your enemies with your awesomeness! My Shaman says mind games win fights! She says that—”
“ENOUGH! That’s wrong. Anyone else?”
A terrified silence answered the Instructor, Jack being the only lizard who even dared to stare back. Then again that much was expected with the PTSD they had recently suffered.
Sighing, the Instructor mightily growled the answer.
“Ruthlessness! KILL OR BE KILLED!”
Those useless trashes were shivering again, all except that cheating youngster. Seeing how boring they were, the Instructor lost interest and expedited their first trial.
“Fine, let’s get started already. Now, you’ve all survived the Arena so you ain’t allowed to touch one another, but we gotta weed out the coward and the lucky. Now, SLAUGHTER!”
Stressing the last word, the Instructor waved a claw and that’s when it happened. “Shriek! Shriek! Shriek!” Countless tiny and super cute geckos were released all over the place?!
What kind of training was this? Newborns would kill the most innocent creatures in history? Oh, and there were even magical gems to record it all? How perverse!
Yet the Newborns didn’t care one bit as they rushed out! As long as they didn’t have to fight Jack then it didn’t fucking matter! As they all rushed out, so did he.
Never had Jack shown such speed, cornering a gecko in one move! What followed was an incredible onslaught, one accompanied by silly singing!
Left hook, sucker punch, dropkick! This was overkill… or it should have been?!
[Curse of the Scaly God Activating!]
[You Cannot Hurt Lizardmen!]
[*PS: They’re Related!]
“You shitting me?!”
Jack couldn’t help but stare shell-shocked.
So they were freaking related to geckos?! What kind of bullshit was this?! More importantly, he had to kill one of them or he’d be in deep shit. That’s when he went all out and decisively begged!
“C’mon Scaly, can’t we make a deal? How about releasing this curse a little? Look, I’m already doing you a solid by not going the murder hobo route, so can you at least let this one pass?”
He was akin to a pious pilgrim… if that pilgrimage included actively trying to murder cute and innocent geckos! But no matter how much he pleaded, there wasn’t any effect!
Before long, he turned from pleading to exaggeratedly cursing.
“Fine, if it’s gonna be like that: screw you!”
That’s when he angrily redoubled efforts, the spectating soldiers gawking in utter confusion. How weak was this lizard? Why couldn’t he kill geckos no matter what?
Seeing this happen, a few Newborns had a 200 IQ moment! If they killed all the geckos before Jack had a chance then they wouldn’t have to face that monster later on, right?!
In a matter of minutes, there were no more geckos.
As for Jack? He hadn’t killed a single one!
Only he didn’t have blood on his claws.
“Welp, that settles it. Everyone passed except for Mister Handsome Lizard. Guess that’s what you get for trying to take a shortcut. Power is useless if you can’t even kill a single—”
“Hmm? But I did? Didn’t you see, Mister Unicorn?”
Jack’s sharp remark petrified the soldiers. Mister Unicorn?! While the Instructor had “said it himself”, what kind of balls did it take to call it out?!
Yet, Jack gave the most innocent and pure eyes, enraging the instructor.
“As if! Do you think you can cheat on this one too? This isn’t—”
But that’s when he noticed it. W-What the actual fuck?! He hurriedly grabbed a gem, watching the recordings like his life depended on it, his grin turning into a grimace as a scene appeared.
A youngster failing to kill geckos.
A youngster changing strategy entirely.
A youngster intimidatingly rushing at a Newborn.
As for what followed?! A panicking newborn lost sight of his surroundings, falling into the lazy lava river that coursed nearby and burning to ashes instantly. Touch? He had never touched him!
And as he raised his eyes, they met a happy-go-lucky youngster.
“Hehe, did you finally see, Mister Unicorn? It’s as my Shaman always says: mind games win fights! Hehe, this means I passed right? Yay, my Shaman will be so happy! She’ll—”
As Jack happily chattered, a certain Instructor gawked. What the fuck was this kid?! No seriously, what the hell was this?! But little did he know what was to come.
Jack was only getting started…