After leaving the old temple, he smelled the same horrid smell again. , As he followed it he started eating the hearts he gathered from the wolves one by one. , Only then was his stomach content. , What he didn’t realize was the more hearts he ate the worse his bloodlust became. , Archer then felt that relaxing feeling once again as the experience flowed into his body. Shaking his head to get back to the matter at hand. , ‘Status.’ , Experience: 0200/2000 , level: 20>23 , SP: 0>22 , ‘That’s good, I managed to earn even more points.’ , He caught up with the fleeing wolves and butchered them, storing all the hearts and bodies in his item box. , Just like that, a week passes by. , Over the week, Archer killed 17 more forest wolves and stored 11 bodies. , The rest wasn’t sellable due to the damage so, he left them behind. , Getting very little rest during the week due to all the nightmares he was having. , Despite the stress weighing on his mind, he ignored everything and kept moving forward. , He was in a terrible mood, he thought he escaped the nightmares by staying awake and not sleeping but they even haunted him when he was awake. , While walking he took out some meat wraps and started eating to distract himself. , Archer finished the wraps as he reached town. , He entered through the eastern gate, ignoring the guards who tried to speak to him. , After entering Oxfair, he headed straight for the old man’s stall, he loved the meat wraps and wanted more for his travels. , Now Archer was paying attention he got a proper look at it. , It’s big for a stall, enclosed within three wooden walls, with a massive grill on which the man cooks. , A cotton tarpaulin protected patrons from the sun’s rays as they order food. , The meat was hung up on the back wall and frozen by ice magic. , As he approached, the old man spotted him and spoke. , ”The small Demi-human returns victorious, that’s good.” , Archer looked at him questioningly. , ”Boy, you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t slay the beasts. For weeks adventurers have arrived and tried to hunt the wolves but failed, never to return.” , An even bigger smile appeared on his face as he looked at the boy. , ”But here you are.” , Shaking his head the old man then introduced himself. , ”My name is Emmeric by the way.” , ”Archer.” , He looked at Emmeric and then smiled as he ordered 60 meat wraps, but the old man informed him he would have to wait for the food to cook. , As he was waiting he browsed the other food Emmeric sold. , That’s when Archer spotted a massive thigh sitting at the back of the stall. , He pointed at it while asking. , ”What is that thing? , Emmeric looked over and smiled. , ”That’s a cooked trolls thigh boy.” .𝒎, ”How much?” , He scratched his beard while thinking and told Archer the price. , ”50 silver, it cost me 45 so I have to earn something out of it.” , The boy took out a gold coin and threw it at the old man. , ”I want to buy more food.” , Archer pointed at some bacon-looking food that Emmeric was cooking alongside his meat wraps. , He also spotted some flatbread and cakes, he bought 3 dozen of each and stored them away. , Emmeric then told him the food names. , ”The meat you just bought was orcish bacon, the other items were elvish cakes and dwarven flatbread, I learned to make them myself years ago.” , Taking the food from Emmeric who wrapped it for him, he stored all the food except for the bread and started eating it. , He thought to himself as he swallowed a bite. ‘It’s delicious, tastes like sweet bread.’ , As he waited for the meat wraps to finish cooking, a commotion was heard coming from the direction of the western gate. , Archer and the old man watched this unfold. A group of 15 men rode up the main road, stopping at the town square. , This wasn’t far from Archer’s position. , The stall owner mumbled something. ”The Followers of the Light!” , Archer got curious and examined the men. , They were wearing white plate armor that covered all their bodies, red capes hanging from their shoulders, with the coat of arms being a phoenix. , The armor had feather decorations all over it, but it looked really stylish, and the way the men leaped off the horses suggested it was really easy to wear. , What looked like the leader walked to the middle of the square and started talking so everyone could hear him. , “We have been tasked by the God of Light Darikha to come to this region and capture a dragon that has infiltrated the Avalon Empire and is wreaking havoc. A nearby village, located 20 miles from here, was completely destroyed by this same creature.” , The man stopped talking and started looking around like he was scanning for something. , The meat wraps were finished and the old man passed them on to Archer. , He threw them into the item box and was leaving when he heard a worried whisper. , ”Run little guy.” , The man looked toward the fanatics and continued speaking. , ”I know you’re a white dragon, I’ve read the books, seen paintings, and the beautiful white scales you have, I’ve only read about in the oldest tomes.” , He suddenly looked straight into Archer’s violet eyes, Emmeric’s eyes were filled with amazement as he looked at the boy. , ”You know boy, you have the same eyes as the last dragon king.” , ”The mighty Dragon King Kyndrah, whose reign was one of peace and prosperity for all the races, now leave before they see you.” , Archer nodded at the old man who seemed to like the dragon king a lot. , Just as he walked off he felt his senses kick in. , As a white beam crashed into the ground, he swiftly leaped to the side, narrowly avoiding its impact. , He spun on his heels and looked at the man who was holding his hand out in front of him. , The other knights ran up to the man asking questions. , ”Deacon what do you want to do? Capture or kill?” , Before ordering the knights, the deacon stared at Archer and spoke. , ”There is no way one of you could have been born, you foul white beast! Your kind will bring Thrylos to ruin!” , He screamed out in panic. , ”KILL HIM FOR THE GOD OF LIGHT!” , All the knights charged forward, Archer just stood in the middle of the road with a big smile plastered across his face as he summoned his sword. , ‘Cosmic sword.’ , The black sword appeared in his right hand shining like a star, he then brought up his left hand while casting five Fire Missiles. , Five violet-colored Fire Missiles appeared around Archer as he let loose while laughing with a manic look on his face. , WOOSH!~WOOSH!~WOOSH!~WOOSH!~WOOSH!~ , The missiles shot forward so fast the knights who saw them couldn’t dodge as their bodies were pierced by the missiles, ending their lives where they stood. , Four knights fell to the missiles as the Deacon deflected one into a nearby building. , The scene was a nightmare, violet flames burning in the background, as the dead bodies of the knights also started to burn. , Archer turned to see Emmeric running up to him but he held up his hand and told him to run away. , ”Old man, it will get much worse, the people will need you after, it was nice meeting you.” , Emmeric stared at this strange boy as he thought. , ‘Change is coming, and this boy will be at the forefront of it.’ , Archer used Thunder Step to get close to some of the confused knights and started striking them. , He managed to kill one knight but the difference in skill was noticeable. , Archer fought like a frenzied beast, slashing, lunging, and dodging around the knights as they swung their swords at him. , Realizing that using the sword wasn’t working for him, he turned to magic. , He stopped dodging as he fired two Eldritch Blasts into two unsuspecting knights killing them instantly. , With seven down and eight to go, Archer went wild, laughing as he started butchering the knights until the Deacon and two others were the only ones left. , He was covered in human blood, basking in it, his violet eyes shined brightly as he shot towards the deacon who was waiting. , Taking out a massive sword, the Deacon swung it at Archer, but he dodged by casting Thunder Step to appear behind him. , Aiming his arm at the Deacon’s back, he fired two plasma shots but a golden barrier prevented the shots from hitting. , Archer stared at the man as he turned around with his arm raised with a smile on his face. , ”Light beam!” , A beam as bright as a sun shot towards Archer, he raised his arms and cast a Cosmic Shield hoping it wouldn’t hurt him too much. , __________________________________________________________ , Archer’s status so far. , Name: Archer. Race: White Dragon. Age:13. , Rank: Apprentice. Exp: 0200/2000. Level: 23. , HP: 800/800. , Mana: 2900/2900. , Magic: Fire- Water- Earth- Wind- Lightning- Space- Darkness- Light. , Strength: 340. , Constitution: 330. , Stamina: 330. , Charisma: 430. , Intelligence: 320. , Status Points: 22. , Spells: Void Blast(2)Cosmic Shield(1)Cosmic Sword(1)Body Enhancement(-)Thunder-step(0)Cleanse(-)Eldritch Blast(1)Plasma Shot(1)Fire Missiles(1) , Skills: Spell Creation(-)Mana Regeneration(-)Regeneration(2)Dragon Senses(-) , A/N – Leave some comments, power stones, and gifts. It all helps support the book. Artwork in the comments or discord, New novel chapters are published on .𝒎
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