Reincarnated at Level Two Million - Chapter 111

Zell awoke in his bed unaware as to how he got there. The events he had just gone through during his trials are still fresh in his mind. As he looked around at his surroundings, he saw Obsi watching him from the side of his bed. “Obsi you are back?” Zell asked. “How long was I gone?”

“I just got back today.” Obsi said. “At least that’s what your friends told me. To me it was just as if a second passed. I had no idea I was even missing.”

Zell let out a sigh of relief. “Good then there is still time.” He said as he pushed the blankets off of him and stood up. The room looked different to him. It seemed smaller than it was before. The changes to his soul had affected his body. He was now six foot six inches tall with well defined muscles. He also quickly discovered he was without clothing. Obsi stared at the sight.

“I appear to be larger than I was before.” Zell said, slightly embarrassed by his current predicament. “Are there any clothes here that could fit me?”

Obsi continued to stare.

“Obsi?” Zell asked again to get her attention. “Do you have any clothes that will fit me?”

“Sorry.” Obsi said. “I got distracted there for a moment. You are just so much different, and bigger. But yes, we have some armor that will adjust to your size and fit you. Although this would be a good time to practice creating your own armor from your scales. It is the best part of being a dragon.”

“Okay but Sid said I would only have dragon blood, not be a full dragon.” Zell explained.

“Only one way to find out.” Obsi said. “See if you can summon one of your scales on your arm. We will start there. Just think about it being there, that it is a part of you.”

Zell looked down at his arm and focused. A scale emerged from his skin. It was a metallic silverish white with a golden pattern around the exterior. Obsi jumped up from her chair and grabbed Zell’s arm to get a closer look at his scale.

“I have never seen this kind of scale before!” She said excitedly. “What kind of dragon are you?”

“I don’t know, but can we figure out how to dress me first?” Zell asked, still embarrassed.

“Fine.” Obsi complained. “Just picture your scales forming a suit of armor around you. Shape them and mold them to what you desire. They will respond to your will.”

Zell thought hard and as he did his scales formed all across his body forming a suit of armor much like Sid’s only instead of being black it matched the color of Zell’s scales. The overall base of the armor was his silverish white color, with golden patterns adorning it along the edges. In the larger still the patterns could be seen for what they were. They were images of dragons. When Zell finished the armor, a crimson cape formed on his back with the same golden inlay.

“So, are you a white dragon?” Obsi asked. “I thought their scales were white like snow.”

“I am every dragon.” Zell said. “I guess Sid was wrong about only having the dragon blood.”

“He was indeed.” Obsi said. “I could tell by your smell. You are a full-fledged dragon. Immortal too. The water was part of the ritual. So, congratulations!”

“Thanks.” Zell replied. He walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. “I look so different.”

“You are no longer a human.” Obsi said. “Of course, you look different. Let’s go let father know you are awake. He was concerned you did the ritual without him.”

“Alright.” Zell said as they left the room and went into the great room where Donovan, Qamra, and Sid were waiting and talking with one another. As they saw Zell enter the room, they all got up out of excitement.

“I see you have passed the trial.” Sid said. “Welcome to the dragon race.”

“Yes, it was an arduous task, but I managed.” Zell said. “Lux sends his regards.”

“I am happy he still lives.” Sid said. “But please do not mention him around the other dragons. They do not know the entire story of their origins and it is better they do not. To which flight were you assigned, you look unlike any dragon I have ever seen.”

“All of them.” Zell said. “I didn’t know failure was an option so I passed all of the trials. This is what I am now.”

“I see.” Sid said. “Open your status plate. At the bottom of it there should be your new race.”

“Status.” Zell said, which brought up his status plate. He immediately looked down at the race section of the plate. “It says I am a Divine Chromatic Dragon.”

“Interesting.” Sid said. “It says Divine?”

“What does yours say?” Zell asked. “Is Divine that odd?”

“For all other dragons it is a simple race.” Sid explained. “For me personally it is just Black Dragon. Although my nature is divine, my race is not. How interesting that your race would be both god and dragon now.”

“Wait what?” Zell asked. “So, I am a god now too?”

“So, it would seem.” Sid said. “Has your level changed at all?”

Zell looked up at his level. “Oh, dear sweet lord.” He said in shock. He started counting.

“Well, what is it?” Sid asked.

“Twenty-one zeros.” Zell said. “There is a two and then there are twenty-one zeros. That is a number I don’t even know.”

“Sextillion.” Sid said. “You are level two sextillion. How utterly absurd.”

“Why isn’t everything destroyed?!” Zell asked. “Everyone seems fine. Previously just powering up has killed a god, and I was way weaker than this.”

“A new skill perhaps?” Sid asked.

Zell quickly looked through his skills, looking for one he had not seen. He found one. “I have a new skill named Gentle God. Apparently, it allows me to not exert my overwhelming force upon the world and gives me control of my power. Essentially, I can touch something without it shattering to dust. I will only ever use as much force as I want to use.”

“So, you can live your life without tiptoeing around.” Sid said. “That is good. A very nice skill indeed. It would have been very problematic otherwise.”

“We need to talk Sid.” Zell said. “I am not mad about you being wrong about the dragon blood thing, that’s all water under the bridge. However, I need to know, did you know there were multiple fox sisters?”

“No, I do not know what you mean.” Sid explained.

“There are three.” Zell said. “One of them chose me and another chose you and the rest of your team. According to the one that chose me it is a competition between the two of them, but their goal is the same. They want to end the corruption of the gods.”

“Oh, I see.” Sid said. “So, I must search for my team then. Are we supposed to be enemies?”

“I think it’s a friendly competition.” Zell said. “It would upset me if I had to fight you, so I hope we remain friends.”

“But of course, my future son in law.” Sid said laughing.

“Everyone, I need to go deal with my sister now.” Zell said. “She is slowly killing the world and all of its people. It is imperative that I stop her now before it gets too late.” With that Zell teleported to the rim of the encroaching rot that Rose was creating.

With his new seemingly unlimited power he did not even bother to place a barrier around himself as he took a step onto the decayed and dead ground. As his boot touched the land his presence began to purify the ground around him. The sunken and fallen plants perked up and remained their color. Every step he took seemed to restore the very life back into the world.

He decided to walk to Neuval instead of flying. He didn’t understand why he was able to restore the land but decided it would be best if he did. As he walked, he came to an old farm alongside the road. The farmer and his wife were walking the fields as undead. A deep pity fell unto Zell’s soul, and he walked over to the shambling corpses.

His presence purified the land beneath their feet, and they fell down to their knees as if the life being restored to the land caused them to suffer. Zell reached out and placed his hands on their shoulders. As he did the color returned to their flesh. The rot healed from their bodies and the stench of undeath was lifted from them. As they both returned to their humanity they burst into tears from emotion.

“Thank you, sir knight!” The farmer said, wiping his tears from his face. “Thank you so much for saving us! We were trapped inside that horrible form with no will of our own. It was the worst experience of our lives! Please sir knight, tell us who you are.”

“I am Zell Neuval.” Zell replied.. “And I have come to save my kingdom.”