Chapter 31: Colossal Uru
"System, fuse ten sheep."
[5 FP deducted.]
Ten sheep grazing at the edge of the herd jerked suddenly, flung toward each other by an invisible force. Blue flames, soft as a breeze yet brimming with unseen power, engulfed them in a swirl of light. The other sheep bleated and shifted, but the flames remained harmless, a controlled transformation.
Within seconds, where ten ordinary Bighorns once stood, a single creature now pawed at the grass. Roughly four feet tall, it had thicker, more spiraled horns that gleamed faintly like polished bronze. Along its back were stubby, diamond-shaped bone protrusions running down its spine, like natural armor forming rows. Its presence was calm but sturdier than its kin.
[You have successfully created the Mountain Uru, a rare sheep species that produces better-tasting milk and twice as much wool as a normal sheep.]
Kaelor narrowed his eyes. It was impressive, but not enough. Not yet.
"System... fuse one hundred."
[50 FP deducted.]
This time, the power crackled like thunder in the distance. A massive gust swept across the hill as a hundred sheep were lifted, then hurled toward a central point, merging into a vortex of white wool, black hooves, and azure flame. The fire swelled, a bonfire bright enough to turn heads and hush even the noisiest lamb.
When the flames vanished, what stood before them was a beast of legend.
A colossus. Towering at six feet at the shoulder, it stood with majestic calm. Its hooves were obsidian black, so smooth and heavy they left faint cracks in the earth with each step. Two great horns curved outward and upward from its head, massive enough to resemble the blades of a war axe.