《Battlefront》16-A morning to never forget
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As Pragna opened his eyes he was laying at the bottom the volcano. All the lava has been solidified. He is laying down in a small lava puddle in a rocky gap. The only reason he was not solidified along with rest of the lava was because of the heat he is emitting! By his mere presence rocks were melting and was he not even using any skill!
The moment he gained full conscious he felt this unbelievable hunger! Wild surge of strength! And more than anything this uncontrollable urge to rampage!
He jumped! The moment he jumped he unleashed all of his strength! He went through the frozen rock as though it was made of glass! With a huge ear deafening sound he wrecked his way out of the volcano.
As he shot his way out of the volcano, instead of falling to the ground he is hovering in the air! He is not using any skill; he is hovering in the air just by his instinct as a young fire lord.
Pragna checked his status
NamePragnaTitlesFlame itself, fire pit, young fire lord, harmony expertLevel10Health15000High mana2000Soul points120Physical statsStrength200Agility115Intelligence215Dexterity150Wisdom245Speed80Vitality350SkillsGift of knowledgelvl 10absolute temperature controllvl 10Flame resonancelvl 5fire bodyproportionate to host levelFire soul dominationproportionate to host levelmeditationlvl 5Regenerationlvl1Novice engineerlvl 1Novice cooklvl 2Poly linguisticlvl 1skill readerlvl 1Rock mouldinglvl 1Poison fumeslvl 1lava manipulationproportionate to host levelcold flameslvl 1Fire spirit creationproportionate to host levellava dwarfslow chance of evolvingAttributesFireMaximum
When the notification said that he evolved it were not some minor changes, but a complete transformation. Before this Pragna height was 5feet 10 inches. He had bulky muscle body with strikingly large hands and feet. His skin tone was light brown. But now he looked as though his body has grown in proportion to his hands and feet. Though all his muscles are still defined, they are not as bulky as before. Right now his current height exceeded 6 feet. Also his skin tone went from light brown to light yellow undertone.
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Pragna tightened his fist. He felt a great surge of strength! He knew that with his fist if he even slightly tapped a stone gorilla with level lower than 30, it will immediately become a mist of blood and gore!
Then he remembered the stone gorillas! He used flame resonance
Flame resonance has evolved into flame radar. Now not only can you sense the heat sources but also can sense their past position by traces of radiation they left behind. Radar range increased to 50 kilometres
Then at 40 kilometres away from the volcano he saw one bright source of flame, two less bright sources surrounded by many fire dots. He started flying towards it.
Then he got this notification
You have more than sixty percentage of chance to obliterate the entire stone gorilla tribe. If you do so you will gain two titles that are most sought out. Conqueror! Predator!
By obtaining conqueror, any creature weaker than you will immediately submit to your rule. You can create your own kingdom.
By obtaining Predator, any creature weaker than you will lose all its rationality due to fear. As you go on this path your strength will drastically increase. After crossing a thresh-hold you will gain the ability to kill even higher level creatures with ease
He calmly looked at these notifications as he flew over to the tribe entrance.
Jambu , Nakala and Vajra mastika watched in awe and shock as Pragna approached them. Pragna is emitting so much heat and light that he almost looked a mini sun that is approaching to burn them all.
As for soldiers they could not even look at him. Only jambu, nakala and vajra mastika are able to stare at pragna and are able to roughly see his outline.
Vajra mastika knew that if he fought this thing, this would be his last battle.But he is the king! He has to protect his subjects even in his death.
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Fine! Worst case scenario I will burn my entire life force and use my ultimate attack, Sun-Moon somersault! I may not be able to kill him, but definitely he will be too hurt and will be dragged to a faraway place to kill my tribe.
While Vajra mastika was thinking that, nakala pulled a rough ellipsoid stone from his leather pouch.
No matter how strong he is, he is still a young fire lord. Which means is still bound by mortal coils. Before he can attack us I will sacrifice my life and unleash the nether spirits onto him.
Jambu is calmly assessing the situation.
If I had known this would happen I would not have postponed my ascendance. I have still not asked for any wish when the true elemental lord blessed me, if he attacks us…
As all of three of them were going through different range of emotions, Pragna landed near the trench.
As he did the heat and light surrounding him decreased. Now they could clearly see his features. He is much smaller and even seemed weaker compared to a stone gorilla’s body. But they know that here size does not matter!
Pragna cleared his throat to talk to them in their language, As he is getting ready to talk,
Vajra mastika got ready to use his move
Nakala got ready to crush the stone
Jambu started channelling his power
As they were getting ready to attack him they heard this
“Do you have any clothes that fit my size? If possible i prefer flame resistant ones.”
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