The First Legendary Beast Master

Karl changed into his best black suit and opened a portal and stepped through to appear beside a group of Trollish farmers.

The trolls stopped what they were doing when the black striped Cat Demon in a suit appeared beside their effort to open the canals, which had been unused for most of a year, and had filled with blown sand in a number of spots.

“Good evening. Would you mind answering a few questions for me? I will trade you a boon for answers.” Karl offered.

The Trolls smiled, well aware of the tricks of the Cat Demons.

“We will answer what we want. Ask your questions.” The oldest of them asked.

“When the storm was raging, were there patches of green fire?” Karl began.

“Curse fire? Yes, all along the edge of the storm, like a wall. It raged for half an hour, then faded.” The Troll Elder agreed.

“Were there any patches outside the storm?”

The Troll nodded. “The fire ran up the canals when they began to flood. Even the city moat filled with fire, but our Shamans broke the curse.”

He was obviously proud of the accomplishment, and for good reason.

The curse had gone unnoticed for years, and only the massive storm had revealed it. So, the fact that they had managed to break it so quickly after it was revealed was a huge thing. The Shamans in Barukth had waited until the curse fires were nearly out to even start trying to break it.

But they were also getting drenched the second that they stepped outside, so the reluctance was understandable.

“Excellent. If the drought curse was broken, half the work is already done.”

[Rae, you can go hunt spies now, if you think you’ll find them.]

Rae laughed and activated [Night Haunter] then raced off to the city, where Karl saw her easily vault the city walls, with the guards oblivious to her presence.

“Those are all my questions. Now, I offer you a choice of boons. Do you want me to flood the canals you have recently cleared? Or do you want a trinket to fill your drinking water barrels at home?” Karl offered.

The old Troll smiled, and a steady stream of water poured from his hand.

“This old Shaman can still make enough water for drinking. Please flood the canals that we have opened, starting from that point.”

The troll pointed to a spot a hundred metres away, so Karl jogged over, fast enough that the Trolls hardly saw him move.

A controlled casting of [Thousand Year Flood] pointed from the closed gate where he had been directed to start, then toward the city, caused a raging torrent of water to enter the canals. Canals that Karl quickly realized were actually lined with stone, and exquisitely fitted by generations of Dwarves.

That interlocking stone couldn’t be anyone else’s handiwork.

The raging flood pushed a wall of dirt and debris before it as it spread through the canals, and Karl smiled as he realized that this spot was open to most of the east side of the city. It would take some time to flood the entire canal system without flooding the entire region.

While he channelled and the Trolls celebrated, Remi was studying the spell.

[I have it. I understand how the Thousand Year Flood works. The caster is the river.] The Naga announced.

[Oh, how is that?]

[The larger the river, the greater the thousand-year flood. If I do it at Monarch Rank, it is only a few thousand litres over a minute, like a stream flooding once in a thousand years. But if we increase it again, it will increase a thousandfold once more.

So, a Totem Ranked Thousand Year Flood will be a billion litres a minute for every user Rank, and a Mythic Ranked casting will be a thousand billion litres per user Rank.] She explained, unsure if there was a specific world for such a large amount.

Maybe you were meant to change measurement units? Cubic metres instead of litres? That was a thousand to one reduction. Perfect for measuring this increase.

What sort of insane scaling was that? A billion litres a minute would truly live up to the Legendary Grade status of the spell. But the spell couldn’t even be used below Monarch Rank.

That might be why they hadn’t encountered such high-grade spells and items before. They simply weren’t usable by someone of his level.

But didn’t that mean that someone like Supreme Lady Matilda could cause a small sea to flood with this spell? Or was there perhaps a limit?

Either way, he wasn’t going to ask her to try. She would probably think it was funny to flood a random country.

Cara certainly would, and the two seemed to have a lot in common.

While Karl finished flooding the cleared canals, and tried not to laugh at all the drenched farmers downstream, who hadn’t known that there was a flood coming until the wall of debris arrived, Remi pondered the potential of Legendary Skills.

Couldn’t you create your own country, reshaped to look just like you wanted it to, if you were a Mythic creature with a Legendary Earth Element or large area skill?

If her Naga Swamp was Legendary, and not just Epic, wouldn’t it create a swamp many times larger than the ten metres per Rank? With that and the Thousand Year Flood, she could create a whole Naga Nation, flooded swamps as far as the eye could see.

She needed to upgrade her skills.

Upgrading Overlord Ranked skills to Totem Ranked wasn’t going as smoothly as the [Skill Master] advancements had at lower Ranks. By now, they should certainly have had at least one more skill at the Totem Rank.

So, she focused on stretching her abilities within the Tiny World. Not damaging the world, but pushing the limits of her skill power, trying for an upgrade to her comprehension that would let her activate [Skill Master].

She was the first one to advance, so logically she should be the first one to get a reward. If Cara managed to get both Void Blast and Nullify to Totem Ranked before anyone else had a Totem Ranked skill, they would never live it down.

The smugness would be overwhelming.