Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

However, as Arthur said that, no one even turned to him. As if he wasn't even there.

"Die!" with cold blood, Arthur controlled the connection with one of them, the rude and first to speak.

He simply activated his golden pearl energy and grabbed the three threads connecting him with that original's soul before shuttering it.

The soul was already like an ocean, however it was all trapped inside a dense network of his triple slave seal.

The moment he activated it, that original's soul got stirred up and so did he. He turned sharply towards Arthur while knowing what the latter just did.

"I'll kill you before that!" The original seemed quite enraged and then moved.

In Arthur's eyes, the amount of purple fire emitted from this original's body was initially big to begin with, but now it has become massive!

It was like an ocean of fire opened up and poured out from that original's body. And he wasn't the only one doing this.

All the other originals activated their strength to the max, while their intention was clear.

"Do you want to die with him?" Arthur simply watched all this happening and sneered. "Do you want me to shatter your souls like him?"

"I'll kill you before you even do that!" the originals whose soul was getting under immense pressure yelled in a loud and angry tone. His threats, however, didn't mean anything to Arthur.

Standing in his position, Arthur simply said:

"Bring in more pillars and… rain ores all over his body."

"Woosh!"

"Boom!"

The next moment loud bangs of explosive sounds erupted as more pillars appeared all around. At the same moment, many portals opened and rained down a huge pile of ores over that original's body.

And that original just got himself buried underneath these ores.

Arthur could see the ores moving like a water surface over that original's body. However no matter how hard that original tried, he couldn't even push away a single piece of rock.

Against these ores, his power meant nothing.

"Do you want to end up like him?" Arthur turned his cold eyes towards the eleven other originals. They seemed to get deeply enraged by what was happening to their brother.

However Arthur simply snapped his fingers and the next moment many portals kept flashing around. "Kneel or die…" he slowly said while his eyes sent a clear message to those terrifying beings.

Arthur wasn't afraid of them! He could easily kill them the moment he desired, and they wouldn't be able to even fight back!

As he waited for them to make up their minds, a sudden change occurred out of the blue.

The original who was now buried underneath the ores from before suddenly screamed in strange pain.

His roaring sound attracted everyone's attention and made everyone watching in silence, including Arthur, what was going on.

"Oh… That's unexpected…" Arthur couldn't control his shock while seeing the ores around the giant body of the original melting down.

It started to turn into a liquid, and that liquid fell over the body underneath it. It seemed like a burning fire, as each drop fell made the original scream.

This kept happening until all the ores melted and vanished. Instead a black fluid appeared covering up the entire body of that original.

"So this is the source of that liquid?" Arthur muttered while watching what was going to happen later.

The fluid seemed to eat away the body of the original. At this point things became clear in Arthur's mind. He now understood the origin of that liquid, and why it ended up planting seeds in the souls of the monsters.

However he wasn't totally right. Something else came to light instead of that liquid.

Arthur was already watching the cold faces of the originals. He was now totally sure they had experienced such pain before. And now he could easily lean his back and relax while they would kneel one after another.

However, just as the original, surrounded by the black liquid, breathed his last breath, Arthur heard a strange popping sound.

The fluid… it was getting solidified at a fast rate now!

The body of the original underneath it turned into a dried skeleton covered in black charcoal. Arthur knew this was the effect of the purple fire over any living being.

But when he saw the liquid, he couldn't help but be utterly speechless!

"It's… not the liquid, it's… that black curtain!" His shock was beyond any imagination. And in no time this shock turned into mere excitement.

Excitement that made him laugh like crazy.

"I never expected that! You… it's you… you are the source of this curtain… hahaha!" he laughed while this time his desire to kill them soared to the heavens.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

However, just before he could even try and test this theory again, the loud sounds of their knees hitting the ground reverberated all over the place.

The eleven originals knelt all in unison, and without any hesitation, to him.

That sudden move of them startled Arthur, who had to put his plans and above them, his desire, on hold.

"Oh, so you are finally admitting your allegiance? Why don't you wait a bit longer? I wanted to test this curtain again!" he said in regret and yet he only got one answer… they lowered their heads much more until they all hit the ground.

"Tsk, you acted high and mighty moments ago…" Arthur couldn't help but feel bitter from inside. And yet he knew his chance would rise once again when new batches appeared.

As they didn't speak back or show any sign of mutiny, Arthur couldn't help but drop the matter. He moved towards the dead body of that original before watching the last drops of liquid turning into solid.

And then he grabbed the fabric and started to examine it.

"It's… the same," he couldn't help but get excited with that. He had no clue about the origin of that fabric.

At first he didn't care, but when Amera got such a boost, he couldn't help but grow greedy for these.

However, as he had a limited number of fabrics, he couldn't help but feel regret. He even considered letting that dark angel mage fill the world with all the fabric he got.

But Arthur doubted that sinister mage had too much of it. And now Arthur had a way, a solid and reliable way to create more of this fabric.

Besides… This fabric looked more broad and bigger than the ones he got so far. "This one… can be turned into ten pieces… no, twenty at least," he muttered while examining the fabric attentively.

In the middle of that, he kept peeking at the originals, waiting for anyone to be fool enough to betray him.

But they were all smarter than he hoped them to be.