The godLeveling System in a godless world

The Dark wizard, Zephyrus

Summoning his dragonfire breathing skill, Arthur stretched out his hand and unleashed a torrent of scorching flames towards the trolls, engulfing them in searing heat. 

The cursed creatures howled in pain, their cursed forms unable to withstand the intense fire. 

One by one, they succumbed to the flames, their twisted bodies reduced to ashes.

As the fire died down, Arthur charged at the trolls, then he unleashed poison mist, an insidious cloud of toxic fumes. 

The mist enveloped the remaining trolls, their cursed bodies unable to resist its lethal effects. 

They choked and convulsed, their grotesque forms contorting in agony as the poison seeped into their veins. 

Their cursed existence was swiftly extinguished.

With the trolls dispatched, Arthur tapped into his dragon scales, his skin transforming into an impenetrable armour that shimmered with iridescent hues. 

Any attempts by the trolls to strike him were futile as their blows glanced off his protective barrier.

Drawing upon the power of his dragon blood, Arthur's wounds healed rapidly, his vitality replenished with each passing moment.

The trolls, weakened and disoriented, found themselves at a severe disadvantage against the resilient warrior before them.

Utilizing his King Slayer technique, Arthur delivered swift and precise strikes, targeting the trolls' weak points with deadly accuracy. 

Each blow struck true, severing limbs and crushing bones, until only the head troll remained.

The head troll took three steps back, overwhelmed by Arthur's display of strength and power. 

"I told you we could settle this like gentlemen," Arthur said, approaching the head troll. "Where is the Orb of power?"

But the head troll found his nerve and struck at Arthur with deadly accuracy. 

However, to Arthur's eyes, the troll was too slow. 

Unleashing his final technique, Cobra Strike, Arthur struck the head troll with lightning speed, his palm connecting with the creature's chest.

The force of the impact shattered the troll's cursed heart, causing it to collapse in a heap of twisted flesh and broken bones.

As the dust settled, Arthur stood amidst the remains of the defeated trolls, his breath heavy and adrenaline still coursing through his veins. 

The fight had been intense, but he found himself exhilarated, reveling in the satisfaction of triumph over such formidable adversaries.

"This is fun," he said, relishing the moment. "I have never felt so alive."

Turning to Lily, who had witnessed the battle with wide eyes, he offered her a reassuring smile. 

"It's so bad these cursed trolls, were too weak, Lily. I was expecting much from them but no matter. Let's find this Orb of power."

Lily was speechless. She wondered to herself what manner of man was this. 

 

As Arthur and Lily pressed forward, their hearts still racing from their recent battle, they hadn't run more than a few yards when a cacophony of scuttling and rumbling erupted around them. 

Suddenly, they found themselves surrounded by a horde of giant centipedes and cursed cragbeasts.

The cragbeasts were massive creatures, towering over Arthur and Lily with bodies covered in jagged, hardened stone armour. 

Their limbs were thick and muscular, ending in sharp, claw-like appendages that scraped against the cave floor as they moved. 

Their glowing, malevolent eyes pierced through the darkness, fixated on their prey.

The centipedes, on the other hand, were horrifying in their own right. 

Each one was several feet long, with dozens of writhing legs and sharp pincers that clacked menacingly. 

Their segmented bodies glimmered with an eerie phosphorescent glow, casting an eerie light on the scene.

Lily, determined to show Arthur her magical prowess, stepped forward, her eyes glowing with an inner fire.

"I'll handle this, Arthur," she said, her lips chanting a spell. 

She can't be useless to him. She must prove to him she was worth having around. 

She focused her energy and unleashed a burst of radiant light, casting a blinding beam that enveloped the approaching centipedes. 

The intense magic seared through their exoskeletons, disintegrating them into piles of smoldering ashes. 

She managed to eliminate a handful of the approaching creatures with her impressive display of power.

Arthur, impressed by Lily's display, couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh. 

"Well done, Lily! Your magic is truly remarkable," he exclaimed, admiration shining in his eyes. 

Lily felt her heart was about to burst from excitement. He praised her. She felt so happy.

But her happiness was short-lived when the monsters kept coming, multiplying by the second.  

Without missing a beat, Arthur swiftly scooped Lily into his arms, a playful grin on his face.

"You've done well. Allow me to take over."

With Lily securely held in his arms, Arthur activated his dragon scales.

The dragon scales surrounded him, creating an impervious barrier against the cragbeasts' attacks. 

He swiftly maneuvered through the onslaught, evading their powerful strikes with deft agility.

Using his dragonfire breathing ability, Arthur unleashed a concentrated blast of scorching flames, engulfing one of the cragbeasts in searing heat.

The intense fire burned through its stone armor, causing it to crumble and collapse into a pile of rubble.

With his dragon blood coursing through his veins, Arthur's wounds healed rapidly, granting him increased stamina and resilience. 

He channeled his inner strength and unleashed a devastating King Slayer attack, striking the remaining cragbeast with unparalleled force. 

Each blow reverberated through its stony form, causing cracks to spiderweb across its body until it shattered into a multitude of shards.

As Arthur single-handedly destroyed the last of their enemies, Lily's voice rang in his ears, filled with awe and amazement. 

"Arthur, you're incredible! I've never seen anyone fight like you before!"

Arthur, still holding Lily in his arms, smiled warmly at her. 

"And I've never seen magic as awe-inspiring as yours, Lily. Together, we make a formidable team," he replied, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Feeling the surge of triumph and exhilaration, Arthur leaped into the air, carrying Lily with him, their laughter mingling with the echoes of their victories. 

With each movement, he showcased his skills with precision and finesse, ensuring their safety as they continued their perilous journey through the cursed caves.

As Arthur and Lily ventured deeper into the cursed caves, a powerful force tugged at Arthur's senses, drawing him closer like a magnet. 

"Hold on," he stopped Lily. "I sense something powerful."

He felt an unexplainable attraction to this mystical energy, an instinct urging him to follow its trace and uncover its source.

Driven by curiosity and a sense of destiny, Arthur forged ahead, navigating the treacherous twists and turns of the cave's labyrinthine passages. 

The air grew heavy with anticipation, crackling with an otherworldly energy that seemed to guide his every step.

Finally, he reached a chamber unlike any they had encountered before. 

The space was bathed in a soft, ethereal glow, emanating from a radiant source at its center. 

Arthur's gaze was immediately drawn to it, for there, hovering in mid-air, was the Orb of Power.

The orb was a breathtaking sight to behold. 

It appeared as a luminous sphere, pulsating with a kaleidoscope of vibrant colours that danced and swirled within its core. 

It seemed to hold within it the essence of pure magic, its ethereal glow casting shimmering patterns across the chamber's walls.

Arthur approached the orb, a mixture of awe and trepidation coursing through his veins. 

He glanced back at Lily, who had followed him faithfully, her eyes wide with wonder.

"Lily, look at this. I'll bet it's the Orb of Power," he murmured, his voice filled with reverence.

Lily stepped closer, her gaze fixed on the mesmerizing orb. "It's truly remarkable, Arthur. I've never seen anything like it."

Before Arthur could reach out to touch the orb, however, a powerful wizard materialized before him, his presence commanding and his eyes blazing with intensity. 

The old wizard raised his hand, halting Arthur's advance. 

"Not so fast," he declared, his voice resonating with a tone of authority.

Arthur took a step back, wariness etched on his face. "Whoa, who the heck are you?"

The wizard's lips curled into a faint smile. "I am Zephyrus, the Guardian of the Orb of Power."

Arthur beamed, then waved at him, "Hi, Zephyrus. I'm Arthur and the girl over there is Lily."

Silence. Zephyrus was short of words to say. 

Lily's jaws dropped. Why was he taking Zephyrus entrance so lightly?

Zephyrus recovered from his first shock. He accessed Arthur from head to toe. 

Strange enough, he couldn't tell Arthur's magic energy because it was hidden. 

"You have such a loud confidence, foolish child but it won't be enough to defeat—"

Arthur interrupted him sharply, "Right, we get the memo. Can we move on to the next stage. We're really in a bit of a hurry."

Another silence. 

Lily's eyeballs nearly tore out of her sockets. She could feel Zephyrus blood pressure pumping from where she stood. 

Zephyrus took a great deal of effort to clear his throat to continue. He spoke like he had a frog in his throat. 

"You seek the Orb of power. It is my duty to ensure that this source of unimaginable magic does not fall into the wrong hands..."

Arthur turned to Lily, "He sure does like to talk a lot doesn't he?"

Lily shouted at him, "Are you crazy? That's the powerful dark wizard I told you about. This is his domain!"

Arthur's raised an eyebrow. "I'll be damned. Shouldn't he be at a nursing home or something?"

"Listen to me, you foolish rotten swine!" Zephyrus roared, his face congested with blood, his magic aura oozing out of control. 

The cave began trembling under Zephyrus wrath.  

He pointed at Arthur, his eyes red with anger. "If you wish to claim the Orb of Power, you must prove yourself worthy. Defeat me in combat, and only then shall it be yours."

Arthur squared his shoulders, his resolve burning brightly, a grin on his face. 

"Why didn't you say so from the beginning, grand pops? I accept your challenge."

And thus, the stage was set for a battle between Arthur and the formidable Zephyrus, their fates intertwined with the destiny of the Orb of Power.