I had a very enjoyable time hunting down one of those size:500, damblock:1000 creatures yesterday. I thought that if I made it a civ, it wouldn't appear in caves or be megabeasty (as then it would be impossible to kill if it invaded in fortress mode and quest givers would only give impossible quests to kill it), but he did and after a 5000 year worldgen, he had a few thousand kills (he singlehandedly kept the elf population in check) and as you could probably surmise, the stats of a super ultra legendary thing of ultimate damage.
Evidently, he had to be killed. But there was no way a regular dwarf adventurer, even pimped out with the best gear could take him down (look at his regular attack) so I hatched a plan.
I found out which cave the living god was hiding in. It was unfortunately stuck in one of those little holes in the mountains where a few goblins lived and no one else could reach. Thankfully, Toady removed cliffs for now so it would be possible to scale the mountain range.
I created a fort in the mainland for one purpose and one purpose only, to get high quality HFS weapons and shields as well as train up a squad (the starting squad to be precise) of dwarves trained specifically to kill the living god. So, after producing enough masterwork HFS gear, they trained as crossbowdwarves, wrestlers, and hammerers for two years and were ready (a lot of immigrants died outside as I didn't let them in the fort).
I "play now!"-ed another living god. Female this time, living goddess. Fresh one with no stats or equipment. Since she was nameless and skillless, none of my elite godhunters (fear the archers with masterwork HFS crossbows, masterwork HFS platemail+chainmail, masterwork HFS shields and masterwork HFS bolts) would join.
I took a remaining shield and hammer and took that living goddess on a tour around the entire country. Throughout that first living god's reign, he had become an enemy of every single civilization in that world, so I thought it would only be fair to let those other civs have a chance at retribution. So while training stats on the local wildlife of dire wolves, ogres, and what have you, I recruited an incredibly huge band of militia of all sorts from all the towns, retreats, fortresses I could find. A band of goblins, elves, humans, dwarves, and all my other custom races joined forces to slay a god.
Finally I made my way back to the old fortress where I surprisingly found the rest of the elite crossbowdwarves still hanging around. I recruited them and off we went on a trek deep, deep into the northern peaks (I basically taped down my right arrow key after getting my adventurer to fly as high as possible).
Quite a lot of the party members got lost along the way but most made it to the way intact (a real life hour later). The group found the cave where the living god stayed and we made the advance.
It didn't take long for our presence to be noticed by the living god as he descended into the group from above (his cave was in a mountain tile). Almost immediately, three or four warriors of varying races were blown to bits from his almighty smiting and the floor around his landing area was repainted red. Even with my masterwork HFS hammer, I couldn't do any damage to the living god as blow after blow bounced off his stupidly high defense. I ended up using the hammer to snag the living god's right upper arm and we both flew up into the air, wrestling and tussling with one another as we soared across the landscape (think Dragonball Z).
Eventually, the enemy had a lucky break and he managed to smite my throat which disintegrated both the throat and both my lungs. The big, flashing words "MORTAL WOUND!!!" appeared. My own character was knocked down by this blow and went hurtling into cold, hard floor. The living god descended again but I awoke in time to resume blocking the shots with my shield while trying in vain to do damage with the hammer.
From high above the mountain peak, suddenly a bolt struck the foul god from behind and punctured (as usual) both his lungs and heart. Now we were both in the same situation, both guaranteed to die. More bolts rained down but none other could penetrate the living god's thick hide. However, as one might expect from a 5000 year old creature, his endurance and will could certainly last him a long time more even though his heart and lungs were practically gone.
So we continued to do battle. Once in awhile, another melee combatant would jump into the fray before being splattered by the glorious fight but most couldn't keep up as the both of us (both superpowered in stats) moved deeper and deeper into the mountain.
After about 15 minutes of real time battle, he broke my leg. So I grabbed him by the chest and threw him into a mountain wall where the impact mangled many of his bodyparts. I flew over to him, knowing victory was already mine and discarded my hammer. I grabbed the living god's head, gouged out his eyes. Then I
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his body, which exploded in a blazing fury of bodyparts littering the scene.
At this time, a lone dwarven wrestler managed to reach the scene and come by my side just before I died of suffocation. Thus, the only two megabeasts left alive after 5000 years died and the world passed from the Age of Heroes into the Age of the Demon (who is alive because he is the patron demon of a superpowered race of goblins. In 5000 years, that demon only has 7 kills, the coward).
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