《Handbook of Alagor》


 Chapter 1: The Grozonia Race

    The desert heat scorched all of Grozonia, making the gravel on the ground tremble. Hearing the sound of competitors, the spectators fixed their eyes eagerly on the finish line.


    Creatures from every race and planet had gathered, shouting at the top of their lungs. An old man with octopus limbs lunged forward and cried out "COME ON, SNAG! I BET 500 SHLOMS ON YOU!"


    Dust clouds began to rise from behind the hill as the racers, after hours of competition, finally came into sight.


    After racing for 28 hours non-stop across the entire continent, they were about to reach the finish line. The Galactic race announcer, recording the event on his flying hoverboard, was trying to hype up the crowd.


    LADIESSSS ANDDDD GENTELMANNN! Our heroes are about to reach the finish line! This looks like the most heated finale of the last decade.


    he dust cloud grew larger, and silhouettes began to emerge. The first to appear was the bounty hunter Zog. With his steel-made Mecha-Horse, he held the lead.


    Right behind him came the race favorite, Snag, followed by a horde of Goblins. Holding the reins of the 13 Goblins he rode like cars under his feet, Snag cracked his whip at full speed and shouted,


    "IF WE LOSE, I''LL COOK STEW FROM YOU ALL!


    As the Goblins screamed in pain from the whip''s lash, Zog couldn¡¯t help but laugh. With a smug grin and metalic voice, he shouted across the dust-filled air


    You can''t even speak properly, you''ll just end up eating my dust, you boot licker!" "Boot licker" was the worst insult for the Grozonya Goblins, a deep cut that stung like nothing else.


    Hearing this, Snag shouted in fury and aimed his weapons at Zog. "YOU SON OF A BITCH, I''LL-" Suddenly, other racers began to approach from behind, and a speeding motorcycle slammed into Snag, knocking him off balance.


    Oops, sorry! Didn''t mean to bump into you!" yelled the blonde woman riding the motorcycle, smiling mischievously. The bike was custom-built, with spiked wheels that allowed it to race across any terrain.


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    The greedy announcer struggled to keep up as he tried to describe everything happening. "Oh my God, ladies and gentlemen, I can''t believe my eyes! Lucia, who¡¯s been in the last positions since the start of the race,


    just made a sudden move and jumped into second place!


    It¡¯s been thirty years since we had a human champion. Let¡¯s see if Lucia can take first place!


    Zog glanced at Lucia cautiously and warned her, "Don''t push your luck, girl. Second place is more than enough for you


    Lucia replied immediately, "You¡¯re mistaken, old man. This year, I¡¯ll restore the Sunwalker dynasty¡¯s name!


    Zog bent down with annoyance to the neck of his mechanical horse, loosened a few screws, and gave it a vocal command. "Model change, switch to Hermes mode!"The horse instantly responded, accelerating and becoming unstable. The steam-billowing beast seemed like it was about to explode at any moment


    The remaining racers began to climb over the hill and close the gap. The metamorphic twins Zu and Xu, driving a modified sports car filled with guns and rockets, the UFO-like flying platform of Ideox,Grim the half-werewolf running the race barefoot and without a vehicle, and in last place, Orin riding a massive desert worm


    Orin, with only himself as a witness, screamed in fury to the Aspect Of Dream, Alagor."IT¡¯S ALL Y-Y-YOUR F-F-FAULT¡ª I C-C-CAN¡¯T C-C-CONTROL¡ª T-T-THESE¡ª T-HINGS!!"


    19-If anyone had heard Orin, they would have thought he had gone insane, but luckily, he had fallen to the very back of the race.


    20-The desert worm was nearly thirty meters long, and with each movement, the tremors made it difficult for Orin to form coherent sentences.


    Enjoying the situation immensely, Alagor poked his head out from the Astral plane and replied to Orin with a mocking tone


    Don¡¯t worry, Ori, it''s just a little shake. Trust me, we¡¯ll win the race, but you¡¯ve got to give it your all!"In his words, Alagor was serious. He had set aside his mocking tone.


    Orin, gripping tightly, swallowed hard and replied, "I hope you''re right. If we lose, we¡¯ll rot in the dungeons of the Grozna Empre-


    "Sex slave."


    "W-What did you just say?"


    "We''ll become sex slaves. The Empress is a pervert, and if she didn¡¯t like you, she wouldn''t have let us enter the race at the last minute, let alone with our incomplete documents."


    "Y-Y-You¡¯re telling me this NOW?!"


    "If I told you the truth, you wouldn¡¯t have agreed to race."


    As Orin fumed in anger, Alagor made a hand gesture and told him they were about to enter the Anti Magic Zone.


    "It¡¯s time. Put your hand on Charlie¡¯s and wait for my signal. The timing has to be perfect."


    "W-What, a na-name for the worm already? Ahh, ne-never mind, fine, fine, I¡¯m do-doing it."