Chapter 38 Slumbering Tyrant

"Perfect!"

Climbing the altitude, Little Piggy hummed in a good mood.

"Oh, there's even floating hills at the top." Little Piggy marveled at what he saw.

There were levitating rocks that weren't visible below and only appeared past the clouds and there were hills that formed like a ladder around the main Rocky Mountain.

The good news was, on top of these rocks were vegetations, and even waterfalls came falling from the very top creating a mini waterfall as it fell on the smaller rocky hills bellow.

"Wow." What an amazing place! "That mortal will be please at this news."

Little Piggy then snickered evilly, eyes squinting upward. "Maybe I should play a prank and tell them that this mountain is inhabitable?"

Little Piggy nodded to himself and made up his mind. "It's punishment for turning me into a pet."

Little Piggy flew higher and higher until he was almost at the hill's peak. He was mainly curious to see what was on the top than anything else, and his smile dropped from his face when he noticed something . . . odd.

It wasn't the unexpected gorgeous scenery on the very peak, like in the land of the fairies that he heard so much about. Or the waterfall that came from a giant clouds of aqua and freely fell to the landscape below, creating a path of river from the side as well as a pool of water everywhere. Or the many vegetation and flowers growing on its soil . . .

It was the Tyrant that slept on its land, occupying the whole area of the Rocky Mountain peak.

A thousand-year-old nine-tailed fox, peacefully sleeping on the soft grass. Its white mane was so soft to the touch, and its beautiful appearance was the stuff of legends.

But Little Piggy knew that behind its soft furs and beauty laid a sinister lady that loved to toy on its prey before torturing it for all eternity.

Little Piggy gulped.

He heard that the nine-tailed Fox was killed when another God challenged it. She lost her territory and suffered brutal injuries, and some said that she died.

But who knew that she was alive and was peacefully occupying this place?

Other Gods could lay claim to others' territory and expand their domain. But only Gods who love war and carnage would do that kind of thing since the fight between Gods was bloody and brutal.

They usually avoided each other.

I-I have to get out of here. Little Piggy didn't breath nor made the slightest sound, afraid to wake the sleeping Tyrant.

He was just a small-time God that lived only hundreds of years from a small forgotten territory. He was definitely no match against a Tyrant who lived a thousand years.

A confrontation between them would be disastrous, and he would surely lose.

I-I'm not retreating because I'm scared. Little Piggy thought to himself. Bah! I can take up that Tyrant in my sleep! Too bad that my task here is just to look at this place or else that God is a goner.

Little Piggy steadily took one tiny step at a time to turn back, afraid to make the slightest noise and wake up the Tyrant.

Steady one step at a time. Muttered Little Piggy to himself as he slowly flew away from the place. His back was turned from the Fox, and he didn't see nor feel a pair of ruby-encased crystal eyes that locked on his round wiggly butt.

Little Piggy's tail stood in alarm when his senses tingled in terror. He slowly looked over his shoulder . . . and found the Tyrant gone!

! ! !

Little Piggy was about to run for it when he looked ahead, and his soul almost flew from his body upon stumbling on two pairs of red eyes.

"Why, hello there, little pig."

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[Cross POV]

I woke up from the sound of a notification ringing in my head.

Groaning, the blurred notification came flashing in front of me. When I regained my vision, I read the words that it kept slapping on my face.

[Little Piggy suffered significant injuries and is currently resting on your Minion menu]

[You cannot summon Little Piggy for another 719:47:14 until his health regenerated to 10%]

". . ."

Huh?

"What the?!"

I shot from the bed and sat on the leaves.

"What happened?"

I tried to press Little Piggy from the [Minion] Menu, but the pig remained a pixel slumped on its tummy with its four legs sprawling on the ground. An X replaced its two eyes, and its tongue stuck out from its mouth while a soul was leaving its head.

I sighed when I couldn't summon it to ask him what happened for him to be back in my [Home Screen] with 1 HP.

I hastily put on my clothes even though my pants were still cold and dump. My clothes and underwear were the least of my problems right now.

I hurried out of the door and was surprised that it was just the earliest hour of the morning with the light still in its bluish luminance.

I hurried to Athena, who was standing next to Daedalus as the Golem was working nonstop on the fence.

"We have a problem," I said as soon as I was in front of them.

"Good morning, my lord. What seemed to be the problem?" Athena maintained a poker face with no trace of emotion in her voice.

While Daedalus just looked at me with impatience. He must really not like it that someone was disturbing his work.

"Little Piggy is back, but I can't summon him because he is gravely injured," I started and explained what happened.

". . ." Athena was a little surprised before she regained her calm within seconds. "I see."

"He must have encountered something along the way." I sighed and bit my thumb when the vein in my head was pounding hard again. "Something that can gravely injured a God?"

"He must have encountered another God like him," Athena said, voice and face calm like nothing could rattle her. "It must be the God of another territory."

"Right. That's the only explanation I can think of." My territory didn't encompass the Rocky Mountains. It made sense if another God occupied that territory.

"Change of plans," I said to Daedalus. There was no other way. "Build a single wall of the house first so I can claim this territory and acquire that badge to enter towns."

Athena looked at me with her intimidating pair of silver eyes. "My Lord, that's that mean . . ."

"I'm going to kill some players and steal their tokens to build that Dam."

<Breakwater>

I have no time to dilly dally and think of morality when my life was on the line.

Everyman for himself.

"Understood." Daedalus readily agreed and went to the center of the fence. He was rather excited, and it showed from the way he walked with urgency.

I guess that he didn't care what I did as long as I brought him those Tokens and speed up his work.

Hammer and stone blocks in hand, Daedalus smacked his hammer on the stone blocks, and a tiny part of a post appeared.

Huh. Is that easy? I mused before a notification flashed on my screen.

[CONGRATULATIONs for achieving the first step of building your territory!]

[REWARDS:

❶ Stone Blocks x100

❷ Lumbers x100

❸ Boulders x200

❹ Logs x300 ]

[Please name your territory]

<Think carefully, Host. You can never unnamed your territory once you named it>

Hmm . . . I typed in . . .