With even her most casual attacks generating a wave of frost that impacted the arena like a ten-thousand-car freight train, Fenrir was more than a little surprised by her power. It felt like there was an infinite well of energy where the pit in her stomach used to be. The sometimes-dull, sometimes-agonizing hunger that had accompanied her throughout her entire life was completely absent. In its place, a feeling of satiety she had never known before caused an uncontainable giddiness to slowly swell within her chest.
Seeing the 'battle-hungry' expression on Fenrir's face, a wry smile developed across Nuuba's as she circulated her Heavenly Qi in an effort to dispel the frigid energy gradually pooling within her veins. She had never fought an opponent with such an extreme affinity with Yin before, and, after this, she resolved herself never to fight another.
"You're really something, you know that...?"
After evading a blast of energy more than ten meters in diameter, Nuuba attempted to buy a bit of time by making conversation. Fortunately, Fenrir wasn't in a particular hurry to deal with her, so, the moment she heard the white-haired dragoness's remark, her tempestuous assault gradually ceased as she replied, "Thanks. You're pretty strong yourself."
Adopting an even wrier smile in response to Fenrir's remark, the dragon heart within Nuuba's chest began to pump with ever-increasing vigor as frigid energy in the form of pure white vapor expelled from her pores.
"It pains me to admit but there's no way I can defeat you in my current form. I normally wouldn't do this during a friendly competition but I'd rather not lose my first match in sixty years..."
Punctuating her words, Nuuba's body pulsed as a tremendous volume of steam erupted from her body. The temperature in her surroundings began to increase at a phenomenal rate as a reddish-pink luminescence manifested in the center of her chest. Those with sharper eyesight would have been able to make out that this was Nuuba's heart beating within her chest, the energy contained within so dense and potent that it resembled the surface of a star.
Under normal circumstances, Fenrir would have interrupted Nuuba's very obvious transformation sequences. Instead, the smile on her face grew into a 'too large' grin as the snowy white fur on her forearms and legs began to spread up her arms and thighs. The wild and untamed hair that flowed from her head also began to elongate as two hazel-brown horns emerged a few centimeters above her brows. Then, as if a dam had broken in the back of her mind, Fenrir's body suddenly exploded into motes of bluish-white light that resembled snow.
Staring wide-eyed at the veritable avalanche of ice elemental energy sweeping towards her, Nuuba crossed her arms as the heart in her chest began to pulsate even faster. She ended up being swept up and slammed against the barrier surrounding the arena, but, instead of losing hope, an excited smile developed across her face as the light from her chest slowly climbed up her neck...
Just as it seemed like the entire arena was going to be buried in tens of meters of snow, a roar that shook the banquet hall sounded in the hearts and minds of everyone present. Nuuba's body, similar to Fenrir's, suddenly erupted, but, instead of producing ice and snow, her half of the arena began to fill with a hazy smoke that billowed outward like the pyroclastic flow of an erupting volcano.
From within the surging tide of smoke, a massive oriental dragon covered in dark green scales and fiery pink runes attempted to bite at something unseen within the center of the arena. Its maw was more than seven meters wide while the ivory white, extremely fierce-looking teeth lining its interior resembled the rock formations of a limestone cave. The canines, in particular, were larger than most adults, yet, in spite of this, Nuuba's head ended up reeling backward as a pristine white appendage smacked her in the lower jaw.
Though she managed to recover in an instant, her serpentine body coiling like a cobra preparing to strike, Nuuba ended up getting knocked even further back as a bluish-white meteor slammed into her chest. Immediately thereafter, a soul-shaking roar resonated throughout the banquet hall as the snowy-white figure revealed itself to be an inordinately large wolf with a majestic mane of fur, large horns, and features reminiscent of a western dragon. This included a pair of fur-covered wings, and, most prominently, a long, incredibly soft-looking tail...
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Seeing Fenrir transform into a dragon, the look on Vahn's face could best be described as ecstatic. There was a massive grin on his face, and, though he did his best to restrain it, his heart was beating fast enough to create small ripples in the surrounding space.
Though Vahn had once lamented the possibility of Fenrir transforming into a True Dragon, such sentiments were nowhere to be seen at the present moment. All he felt was happiness, excitement, and, most notably, infatuation with the fluffy white dragon currently sinking its teeth into Nuuba's neck. Fenrir's dragon form was everything he had expected it to be, and, were it not for the fact she was currently engaged in a brawl evocative of the end of the world, he would have buried himself into her veritable mountain of fur without hesitation...
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Sensing her Master's excitement, Fenrir's own was increasing at an exponential rate as she persisted in the face of Nuuba's struggles. It said quite a lot that the fiery Long's body was durable enough to resist her teeth and claws. There was also a potent Yang Elemental Energy contained within Nuuba's blood, so, despite the aura shrouding Fenrir's body decreasing her surroundings to a point nearing absolute zero, the serpentine dragon refused to go down...
In an effort to dislodge Fenrir from her body, Nuuba basically embraced the former with her four-taloned claws before ascending towards the barrier overhead with momentum reminiscent of an extinction-level event. The impact caused a cataclysmic pulse of energy, and, for a brief moment, the nearly indestructible barrier resembled shatterproof glass.
To Nuuba's surprise, Fenrir's much smaller body actually gave beneath the force of the blow. This would have been a cause for celebration in most other circumstances, but, as if she had no bones in her body, Fenrir's figure began to stretch and deform to surround Nuuba's torso. At the same time, several other heads protruded from her body before sinking their icy white teeth into her arms and neck.
Issuing a roar that caused the cracks in the barrier's surface to exacerbate, Nuuba attempted to pry Fenrir away only for her claws to pass through the latter's body as if it were a ferrofluid clinging to a magnetic surface. Panic quickly began to set in moments later as the frigid energy gathering within Nuuba's body caused the border between the affected and unaffected areas to scream out in pain. She was doing her best to expel the frigid energy, but, the longer Fenrir clung to her, the quicker it compounded.
Speaking out for the first time since her transformation, Nuuba bellowed, "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME...!" as the fiery light between her ventral scales began to build in intensity. A similar light rose in the back of her throat before she released a veritable beam of fiery, reddish-pink energy against her own body. She didn't care if she ended up damaging herself in the process. She wanted Fenrir off of her.
Unable to react in time, Fenrir felt a dull sensation in the back of her mind as she lost feeling in a large part of her body. It was only when Nuuba's catastrophically powerful breath began to fade away that she realized the reason. Every part of her body affected by the blazing beam of energy had effectively been melted down and reduced to ash. The reason she felt a dull sensation in the back of her mind was because five of the seven heads she had grown were reduced to ashes along with the majority of her body...
Realizing the dangers of staying put, Fenrir's remaining mass took the form of puppy-sized versions of her previous self. One, borrowing from her experience in the Dungeon of Danmachi, snaked her way up Nuuba's body in an attempt to find a blind spot. This was a common tactic she had used to deal with large monsters, as, the moment you moved outside the scope of their range and abilities, they were powerless to protect themselves. As for her other self, she became a sacrificial pawn that leaped away from Nuuba's body before unleashing an abyssal-black beam of energy that radiated a bluish-white light along its edges. This was her own version of a dragon's breath, and, thanks to her mastery over Devouring Laws, it was capable of cutting through almost anything.
With Fenrir's breath leaving a shallow trail across her body, Nuuba writhed in rage and indignation as she attempted to swat the bear-sized pup out of the air. At the same time, she tried to scratch at the version of Fenrir attempting to bore into the back of her head, but, much like before, her claws simply phased through the seemingly immaterial form of the unreasonably determined wolf...
Seeing the skyscraper-sized tail descending towards her, Fenrir spontaneously relaxed her entire body. As a result, she ended up being splattered into innumerable tiny pieces, pieces that quickly coalesced into a locus-like cloud of insect-sized wolf-dragons. This caused a remarkably human expression of disbelief to appear across Nuuba's draconic visage as memories of a certain golden-haired monkey surfaced in the back of her mind...
Deciding she would rather avoid having to experience someone boring into her skull, Nuuba surprised the swarm of mini-fens by declaring, "I surrender...!" in an audibly stressed tone. Bluish-white light immediately enveloped her body before her human form promptly manifested outside the arena.
Not expecting her opponent to suddenly surrender, the swarm of Fenrir's found themselves at a momentary loss. The battle had been much closer than she expected so she couldn't help feeling an inkling of disappointment now that things had ended in such an anticlimactic way...
Pulling herself together, quite literally, Fenrir returned to her human form only to deadpan when she realized how unusually close the ground was. Everything in her surroundings also appeared a lot bigger than usual, so, when she finally got a good look at herself, Fenrir was unsurprised to find out she had become a chibi. Far more troubling was the fact that she was completely naked.
Though her expression remained a deadpan, Fenrir covered her chest with her paws while curling up her tail between her legs. Her stupefaction caused her to completely forgot about her ability to transform, and, more notably, her ability to create clothes using magic. She had become a little too reliant on her [REquip] system, so, now that it had been destroyed, she ended up freezing in place as hundreds of gods eyed her with covetous gazes.
Baring her teeth, a blood-curdling aura began to exude from Fenrir's body until a thick and heavy fur coat spontaneously covered her body. At the same time, Vahn appeared right in front of her, his figure towering to the point she barely reached past his hips. Then, in a casual motion, he scooped her up in his arms, an affectionate smile on his face as he leaned in close to her and said, "You're so unbelievably amazing..."
Feeling her anger and bloodlust fade in an instant, an uncharacteristically bashful smile developed across Fenrir's face as she shrank in her Master's embrace. This elicited an amused laugh from Vahn, who, ignoring the resent-filled gazes of more than half the banquet hall, made his way down from the arena before turning to the stunned Nuuba and saying, "Thank you. Fenrir hasn't been able to cut loose like that in a long time. Once this is over with, I'll make sure to prepare a gift for you and your father."
Blinking in surprise, Nuuba opened her mouth, but, before she could find the words to speak, Vahn had already teleported back to his table. Shortly thereafter, Fenrir transformed into her puppy form, so, from the perspective of others, he was now surrounded by three inordinately adorable animals, each nestling close together as Vahn gently caressed their sleeping figures with a smile...
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Plus Ultra','Never underestimate a Dragon's Breath Attack','I'm not jealous...I just have a habit of grinding my teeth...')
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Seeing Vahn ignore her, Nuuba's eyes squinted in displeasure. The former might not be a member of the Jade Palace, but, as the Imperial Princess of a 4-Digit Community, Nuuba felt he should show her at least a little respect.
"Nuuba..."
Tearing her eyes away from where Vahn was seated, Nuuba was slightly surprised to see her father materializing next to her. Any desire she had to make a scene promptly faded away, as, despite his grandfatherly temperament, Nuuba understood just how fierce her father could be.
Adding to Nuuba's incredulity, Huangdi borrowed a page out of Vahn's book, gently caressing the befuddled dragoness's hair as he said, "You did well. It's time for you to return to your seat."
With an uncharacteristically bashful expression developing across her face, Nuuba lowered her head before replying, "Okay..." in a soft, timid tone. It had been centuries since she last received any kind of affection from her father, so, with hundreds of other gods present, Nuuba was as embarrassed as she was happy...
Making a mental note to spend more time with his children, Huangdi observed Nuuba's departure with a smile before rising into the air and asking, "Would anyone else like to issue a challenge? As I have stated previously, you have three minutes to make a decision. If no one comes forth, this-"
Before Huangdi could finish speaking, an earth-shattering force impacted the center of the arena. The resultant shockwave was so intense that it caused the nearly indestructible arena to split into four equal parts as the barrier surrounding it fractured like glass. Then, in a thunderous yet girlish tone, a voice cried out, "You dare to hold a banquet without inviting me!? Looks like this Great Me is gonna have to teach you old bastards another hard lesson...!"
Hearing the voice, nearly half the assembly immediately rose to their feet in an effort to be the first to exit the banquet hall. This caused a secondary explosion as the person nearest the exit was sent flying back into the hall by an extendable pole. Their body ended up smashing into the ceiling as a petite figure with rice-gold hair and emerald green eyes stepped through the door, asking, "Where the hell do you think you're going!?"
As those closest to the little girl were about to protest, several other versions of the petite figure appeared to block the other exits. The cloud of debris near the center of the arena also vanished as the person responsible for its destruction emerged from within the crater caused by their impact.
"I came all the way from Mount Huaguo to see how everyone was doing. Why are you trying to run away? Talk about rude..."
A stark contrast to her chiding tone, the golden-haired girl was currently in the process of picking her nose using the tip of her pinky finger. When she was finished, she removed it to reveal a rather sizeable booger. Then, with a mischievous smile on her face, she looked towards Huangdi and said, "Hey, old man. This Great Me has brought you a gift. Make sure you receive it properly~!"
Punctuating her words, the golden-haired girl blew on the tip of her finger. As a result, the booger was promptly dislodged like a bullet, but, instead of staying its original size, it promptly enlarged to the size of a rather disgusting-looking meteor. In spite of this, Huangdi maintained a relaxed smile as he playfully remarked, "While I appreciate the gesture, I'm afraid this old man will have to refuse the Great Sage's gift..."
With a twist of his hand, Huangdi displaced the hill-sized booger before it could create a mess in the hall. This earned him a snicker from the golden-haired girl, who, after giving him a thumbs up, looked around the room, asking, "Where's that old bastard, Laozi? It's been a while since I took a piss on his bald head."
Caressing his beard, Huangdi promptly replied, "Laozi hasn't appeared within the Jade Palace since the last time you decided to wreak havoc. In fact, he isn't even in the East at the moment. He went on a pilgrimage to the South in search of materials and medicinal recipes."
Clicking her tongue, the golden-haired girl shouldered her staff before looking around a second time. It had been three years since the last time she crashed a party, so, now that she had made an appearance, she wasn't going to hold back.
"Xiao Wu...didn't you promise me you wouldn't cause a scene in the Jade Palace for the next five-hundred years...?"
Hearing the familiar voice, the golden-haired girl's shoulders shrank ever so slightly as she looked over her shoulder to find the Jade Empress, Xiwangmu, staring at her with a moderately disproving expression on her face. This caused the girl, the legendary Sun Wu Kong, to scratch the back of her head as she answered, "Ayi...it's not what you think..."(A/N: Ayi means Auntie.)
Cupping her cheek, Xiwangmu adopted a hurt expression as she repeated, "Ayi...? I thought I told you to call me Muqin..."(A/N: Muqin means Mother.)
With the corner of her mouth twitching, Wu decided that the best course of action was to pretend she hadn't heard Xiwangmu's remark. She could always apologize later, so, for the time being, she ignored the white-haired Goddess, shouting, "Okay, you lot! You know the drill! Form an orderly queue! If this is your first time, move to the front of the line! When your turn arrives, your options are to kowtow ten times and call me Grandfather or have your shit kicked in. Your choice...!"
Punctuating her words, Wu manifested a dark purple Geass Roll that glowed with fiery golden runes in place of ink. This was a type of Geass Roll limited to the various Demon Lords that dominated the Little Garden, and, as could be expected, it didn't leave room for refusal.
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<I, Your Grandfather, Carry a Big Stick>
[Win Condition]
1: Follow the Rules.
[Hidden Conditions]
1: ???
2: ???
3: ???
[Rules]
1: Every Player within the Host's perception at the start of the Gift Game is considered a participant.
2: Kowtow ten times and refer to the Host as Grandfather.
3: Failure to fulfill the aforementioned condition will result in a beating.
[Restrictions]
1: Leaving the area after the beginning of the Gift Game is prohibited.
2: Surrendering in the midst of your beating is strictly prohibited.
3: No pervy stuff unless you want to have an extendable pole shoved up your ass.
[Rewards]
1: You get to avoid a beating.
2: Variable
[Penalty]
1: You will be marked by the Curse of the Monkey King. Monkies will randomly appear in your surroundings to destroy your property and pull pranks on you.
[Time Limit]
Until everyone designated by the Host has either paid their respects or received a beating.
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Reading the ginormous scroll, everyone unfamiliar with Wu Kong's diabolical Gift Game adopted expressions of rage and indignation. They had never heard of such an unreasonable Gift Game, but, seeing their fellow Gods reluctantly forming an orderly queue, they had little choice but to grit their teeth and get in line. After all, there were more than sixty versions of the golden-haired girl present, and, according to the rumors, each and every one of them was just as strong as the original...
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While everyone else was forming into a queue, Vahn was observing the events with a glazed look and a wry smile on his face. Though he really should have, especially after encountering Shiroyasha and Algol, Vahn had never considered that the Wukong upon which all others were based might be female.
("I'm starting to regret not using Loi-chan to investigate my opponents in advance...")
In response to Vahn's musings, a soft chuckle echoed in the back of his mind before Sis remarked, (*It wouldn't really change anything. I'm not sure why, but you seem to have a strange connection with the fates of overpowered little girls. Even if you avoided the banquet, it was only a matter of time until your paths crossed. I mean, just look how cute she is...*)
Unable to refute Sis's words, an exhausted sigh escaped from Vahn's throat as he placed Fenrir, Mikoto, and even the Jade Rabbit inside his personalized Little Garden. The Geass Rolls didn't say anything about others transporting you outside the play area, so, even if Wu realized something was amiss, she couldn't really do anything about it.
Rising to his feet, Vahn was unsurprised to find three versions of Wu appearing around him, asking, "Where did those three furballs go? I don't recall giving them permission to leave."
Looking down at the nearest monkey-girl, Vahn's expression morphed into a relaxed smile as he answered, "None of your business."
Instead of taking offense to his words, the trio of Wu(s) adopted impish smiles on their faces as they sonorously stated, "I knew you would say something like that. Tell me, are you a member of the Jade Palace?"
Shaking his head, Vahn answered, "No. I received an offer but ultimately turned it down. I'm here as a guest of the Jade Emperor."
Placing their index fingers on their pursed lips, the trio of Wu(s) adopted expressions similar to people in deep thought. They, or, more specifically, their original had been observing the banquet since the beginning. If Vahn hadn't intervened, they would have appeared to prevent Nezha from accepting Vor's challenge, so, in a way, they kind of owed him a favor. After all, Nezha was one of their underlings.
Waving their hands in a dismissive manner, the trio of Wu(s) said, "You can go. Once we're finished here, we'll come by to share a gourd of monkey wine. Make sure you prepare snacks."
Without waiting for Vahn's response, the trio of Wu(s) promptly departed to help corral the queue of Gods. This left Vahn at a momentary loss as he hadn't expected such a legendary troublemaker to just send him on his way...
(*It's probably because you rescued Nezha. If you'll recall, the latter had previously threatened her father by stating she would tattle on him to her 'Sister Wu'. With Xiwangmu referred to Wukong as Xiao Wu, who else could she be referring to? Li Jing isn't exactly weak.*)
"Right..."
Shifting his attention to the location of Nezha, Vahn was unsurprised to find them conversing with one of Wu's clones with a massive, toothy grin on their face. As for Li Jing, he had joined his fellow Gods in the queue, a grim and defeated expression marring his countenance. He almost looked like a death row prisoner being marched to the electric chair.
"Wow...I almost feel sorry for him..."
Though Li Jing was a terrible father, Vahn knew the man wasn't singularly responsible for Nezha's bad behavior. He had been dealt a pretty terrible hand by fate, and, when it ultimately came down to it, Nezha was the person causing trouble. The influence of people like Wu clearly didn't help, so, while he had no intention of bailing the man out of his present predicament, Vahn made a mental note to meet with the man and hear his side of the story. After all, he couldn't blame Li Jing for his lack of patience and understanding if he wasn't willing to demonstrate similar characteristics...
On that note, Vahn waved towards the Jade Emperor and Lady Xiwangmu before promptly phasing out of the banquet hall. A part of him was interested to see how things would play out between Wu and Vor, but, after seeing how the ashen-haired beauty dealt with Nezha, Vahn was seventy percent sure she would simply kowtow. She didn't give off the impression of someone who was particularly concerned with appearances. If she was, she wouldn't have stared impassively when Nezha turned over her table or when Mikoto caused her to pee herself...
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'I imagine Wu having a similar personality to Laharl...','The Loli Curse is still going strong...','RIP Li Jing...')
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