episode_0068

LXIV.

I was different from birth. Because he was born as a dragon. The most superior race of dragons. Even among those dragons, he was unique.

My father was the elder of the Red clan and a lord who represented all dragons. My mother was an elder of the Gold clan.

Yes.

I was born with the strongest genes among dragons that make me stronger just by breathing.

Would you say it’s like a dragon-type mithril spoon?

When I was young, my dad was the strongest being and the best man in the world.

Even fellow dragons bowed to their father and took orders. To me, seeing him like that, my dad was truly the best man.

I remember that day was the same as any other day.

It was an ordinary day when I took a bite of the troll my dad caught, sprinkled with sea salt, which is produced only in small quantities in the Kingdom of Moria.

Until suddenly, in the room where my father was, a tremendous force shook me that gave me the feeling of ‘fear’ for the first time in my life.

I was afraid of that terrifying power, but at the same time, I was very curious.

So I waddled into the room where my father was and what I saw was my father, the strongest man in the world, bowing to someone.

The person to whom my father bowed his head and answered politely looked similar to the being I had learned to be a ‘human’. It was a creature with weak-looking arms and legs, and a small size that didn’t seem to be big enough for a bite.

I was very disappointed in my dad at that time.

Then suddenly I wanted to see it. I mean humans. My father bows his head because he is such an amazing being.

That’s how my fun began. Except when I was growing up, I always went to games, and after a few games, I came to the conclusion that humans were neither strong nor useful enough for my father to bow down to.

In the end, as the play continued, my disappointment with my father turned into a sense of betrayal. Later, I learned that the human-shaped being was not a human, but a special being called God, but my feelings did not improve at all.

I met a fairly strong person in this game. He was a wizard named Juan, and for a human who pioneered Circle 9, he was quite a worthy wizard. Would you say that he is so colorful that it is fun to watch him from the side?

Even though I’m a fool who can’t pass the test I designed anyway and is stuck in the past.

The devil is coming out?

As the humans were making a fuss, Rod also received a call. It was an order to stop all entertainment and return.

Well, as a coordinator, you decided to watch the battle with the Demon King and not intervene? It is said that the other dragons returned after finishing their play because it was the Lord’s order.

me?

I didn’t come back. why me?

Devil? What is that?

Whether the devil will kill all humans or not. What does it matter whether you chew it or not?

Why do I, a noble dragon, have to move because of humans’ events(?)?

I ignored Rod’s orders and continued the fun.

It’s still fun to watch Juan. I met you a while ago and you seemed to have a lot of energy. If that’s the case, then we’ll have to fall into despair again. Will he half kill his close friend Fletcher this time?

ah! But that doesn’t mean I ignored the Lord’s orders without any countermeasures.

The current rod made a big mistake in his prime, and my dad, who was the rod at the time, made up for it.

So Rod ignores me because he knows he can’t do anything to me.

As I continued to play like that and wondered when to kill Fletcher, Juan suddenly came to me and asked for a favor.

Want me to make a weapon? Suddenly?

The ingredients that Juan prepared were ones that I, as a dragon, was quite passionate about. The essence of the highest level magical beast is such a unique ingredient that I wanted to wipe my mouth after eating it.

Then an idea suddenly occurred to me.

What Juan asked me to make was a spear. He’s a wizard, so he must be someone you care about so much that he would ask you to make him a spear, right?

It’s about making superior weapons that humans can’t handle.

Then, what if you scold the person who can’t bring out his creative ability and say he doesn’t have any talent?

You must be despairing, right? If you do well, you might be able to create a self-deprecating asshole.

good. Let’s do this.

The limitations of humans are obvious anyway, so if I add the materials I gathered to the materials Juan gave me, it will be possible, right?

There were so many good ingredients that it almost caused an explosion, but by using the power of the highest level spirit and the power of the dragon heart, we managed to prevent the explosion and complete it!

A weapon that could be called a divine spear.

I was confident.

No human being can handle the power inherent within this!

I expected to see him struggling in despair.

-That’s a great window.

―The indestructible option has fire and lightning attribute affinity.

―The right to use “Expulsion” is… ? oh! How amazing.

―Ability to use “Vazura”? What is this?

He glibly told me information about the spear that I didn’t know about, and without a single failure, even I managed to manifest “Vajra” after three attempts!

Only then did I realize what a feeling of reluctance I had been feeling since I first met this guy.

This guy looks like that guy back then.

The atmosphere, tone of voice, and behavior are similar to that human-shaped god who made my father, who was the Dragon Lord, bow his head!

You really are an annoying bastard.

And by the looks of it, you’re a candidate? Those scum who received the power of God?

under! good!

Let’s see if we can survive the power of the Spirit King!

My father, who was a Lord, personally stepped forward and summoned Ifrit, the Spirit King of Fire, who made a contract with him.

And I imagined it.

The sight of that arrogant human being burning and begging for his life.

But why did things happen like this?

Why did Ifrit hand over the divine object of the Fire Spirit King to a human who was not my father or me?

Why did you take my fire affinity away from me?

why? What about humans?

why! why!! why!!

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I had a plausible plan of my own.

It was a plan that came to mind the moment I received this enormous optional ring from Ifrit. It was a plan to scold Nitas, who was giving off a gloomy atmosphere due to jealousy, and even the dragons could not do anything about it.

Among the powers contained in the ring given by Ifrit, ‘4. How to use ‘owner’.

Wouldn’t it be nice if the ring that was dropped casually under the guise of coincidence rolled in front of that Nitas? Then, the Spirit King’s anger, the fifth flame, ‘black flame’ will be applied to you.

Isn’t this like blowing your nose without using your hands?

However, due to the actions of the dean and the cardinal after becoming excited, the situation grew out of control.

In this narrow space, five superhumans, not including Arcana, crowded into this small space. Now, even if he were to release the ring, he would be stopped by others, not by Nitas.

shit!

“Dragons. I think it would be a good idea to step down for now. Peacefully. Or maybe there’s a way to simply get ‘imprisoned’? Of course, that immature dragon over there can never just leave. We need to investigate. A very detailed and detailed investigation.”

Pope Judas poured out very harsh words from his small mouth. In a quiet voice, like a child raising his hands and making a presentation in elementary school.

“Do you dare look down on dragons just because they are one of the few humans out there right now? Pope!”

Of course, there was no way the dragon would listen. I can see the air trembling around a handsome man with fluttering poop-colored hair, probably a gold dragon.

“Hahaha. Then you… . Do you think it’s funny that I’m the first species to worship the god of dragons? Are you a shit-colored obese lizard?”

Naturally, the Pope did not give in to the dragon’s pressure. No, rather, he easily took away the energy emitted by the Gold Dragon and even put pressure on it in return.

There are seven supermen. There are also seven dragons.

Is a superhuman strong enough to fight a dragon one-on-one?

well. I don’t know that either.

I should have become a superhuman.

But I know that at least it will be to the point where I won’t be crushed.

Also, more than other classes, the combination of the Pope, who is a master of sacred magic, the ‘Sword of Caligo’, a paladin, and the three saints who are the batteries, is expected to be able to handle even two dragons.

Moreover, the dragons are now polymorphed into human form.

If we don’t give them time to return to the main body, wouldn’t they have a good chance of winning?

‘And then… … .’

I turned my attention to the witch and the clown.

The witch’s magic is completely different from the dragon’s. It would be disadvantageous for a Circle 9 wizard to deal with a dragon, but not a witch. Her unique magic must be of a unique type that no dragon has ever experienced.

And a clown.

She doesn’t need to explain. If there is a being of flesh and blood, the clown is at least the highest being in all compatibility.

Rather, when the dragon returned to its original form, the most advantageous superhuman was the clown.

What are you talking about?

There’s a lot to eat.

After I finished thinking about it, my worries about the dragon and the previous battle were greatly reduced.

Moreover, I was even more relieved to see that the dragons, who seemed like they were going to get angry at any moment, were surprisingly patient and patient.

After understanding the situation up to that point, I had time to look around.

“Huh?”

And saw. The entire eyes of the dragon named Nithas turned black, and black smoke billowed out from her body.

“P, avoid it!”

I don’t know what it is or what it is. However, my instincts warned me that it was dangerous, and I did not ignore the warning.

After telling him to avoid both people and dragons, he immediately took action.

Until now, I had not disarmed the thunderbolt spear that had been created by the authority “Vazura” and had been floating above my head, so I threw it away with all my might. Towards Nitas.

“How dare you!”

He must have thought I attacked first, but just as the poop-colored dragon cub was about to heat up, the lightning spear passed by him in an instant and reached Nitas.

Pachichichichik-!! Pusss.

If he was defenseless and was attacked by the Soul Spear as a polymorphed human rather than a dragon, he might have been hit, but Nitas, with his strange appearance, was not hit at all.

Of course, I didn’t launch this attack because I thought it would hurt Nitas.

For some reason, I just hoped that I would have time to warn and dodge before the ominous-looking black smoke spread around me.

At first, I thought the thunderbolt spear I fired would gain the upper hand in the black energy leaking from Nitas, but it quickly disappeared. A brain metastasis with the energy of destruction.

“What, what!”

“Nitas!”

“That?!”

.

.

Rather, dragons appear more surprised than humans. That’s probably proof that the appearance that Nitas is showing right now is strange.

Black smoke poured out, and the bright, deep red hair that was reminiscent of flames turned dull gray.

Also, black veins protruding from various parts of the face, skin that has turned black, and two curved horns sprouting from the head.

Above all, an unpleasant, distorted divine power leaking out along with black smoke.

“Crazy! Magic energy!! Purification!”

The Pope stepped forward and performed a holy spell, but it seemed like the pure white energy would briefly drive away the black smoke, but an even greater amount of black energy came out than the amount that had been reduced.

What magi resists the Pope’s divine spells?

“Oops!”

Only then did the dragons realize that the situation was not serious and were busy leaving Nitas in a panic. However, he does not forget to surround his body with defensive magic.

The speed at which the black smoke grew in size was faster than expected. We quickly retreated, and before we knew it, we had retreated to the place where the wizards from the Tower of the Wise had put up stakes upon their arrival.

The moment everyone inside came out,

“Activate!”

A command was heard from an old man with a long white beard and the appearance of a hermit,

“Imprisonment!”

“Imprisonment!”

“Imprisonment!”

…

…

32 wizards standing in front of 32 iron stakes shout the same starter word at the same time.

The energy of Mana that quickly flowed from the stake along with the starter word became dozens or hundreds of bars, weighing down Nitas in the middle.

Only then did the black smoke, which had been expanding at an incredible speed, slow down and gather towards Nitas to protect its owner.

And then a struggle begins with the magic prison that is weighing down Nitas’ body.

No, I almost did.

“High Purification!!”

“Upper Hold!”

…

If there weren’t superhumans around him who had come to their senses or had their pride hurt.

Except for those who specifically used swords, all wizards and those who could use divine spells began pouring out magic against the unpleasant cloud or binding magic like the magicians belonging to the Tower of the Wise.

In addition, the people who make up the largest number here are high-ranking priests of the Caligo Church.

Nithas and the black smoke were seen gradually losing strength due to the purification spell they cast.

If things continued like this, it seemed like I would soon be able to catch the dragon that was using magical energy. Then you will be able to know how to use the magical energy that only demons use. There are many types of magic that can make you tell the truth.

Since I am not a wizard either, I had no choice but to stand back and watch.

Then, suddenly, a strange figure caught my eye. The dragon with poop-colored hair was looking at Nitas, who was groaning with both arms and legs on the floor due to the strong force, with sad eyes.

If the atmosphere here was a war blockbuster movie, it had an unbalanced atmosphere, like a sad melodrama where only the guy was present.

‘Are you anxious?’

It looks like it was just before an accident.

Why aren’t there characters like that in novels and movies?

A new carcinogenic character who runs towards enemy lines, saying that no matter what happens to his friends, he must save his childhood friend.

These guys don’t die easily either. He puts all his colleagues in danger and lives alone. Unusually.

That’s exactly what that kid’s face looks like right now.

“It’s a witch. That bird over there… … Fuck!”

I was trying to warn the witch. However, his ability to act was faster than I expected. He is a very enterprising character.

“… Dispel!”

Yong-eon (龍言).

A gold dragon that manifests this magic, which communicates directly with Mana, in human form, and is said to be unable to manifest unless in a dragon state.

Is this a Dragon Lord racial trait?

Anyway, this time the magic appeared without me having any chance to stop it.

Of course, the effects produced by magic, not divine spells, disappeared as if washed away by the dragon’s magic.

Both the magic prison of the 32 people that initially oppressed Nitas and the advanced restraint spell that the Dean later revealed.

―Kaaa!

And as soon as he felt that the force holding him down had disappeared, Nitas let out a monstrous roar, released his polymorph, and returned to his dragon body.

-We’ll see!

As Nitas watched them activate the binding magic again, he left behind a banal answer and ran away.

The arrows of the divine archer and the sword of the swordsman inflicted deep wounds on Nitas’ body when he returned to the form of a dragon, but they did not kill him, and Nitas succeeded in escaping.

The explanation was long, but it took less than two seconds for the dispel to suddenly appear and Nitas to run away.

“, profit!! You damn lizard!”

The Pope of the Caligo Church created a halo so thick and bright that it blinded the eyes and gained momentum towards the Dragon Lord and his group.

It was just the beginning, but those who remained also grew hostile and determined to kill the dragon. With the intention of tearing the dragons to death at any moment.

I don’t know if it was Gold Dragon’s individual actions or the will of all of them, but it was as if they were letting go of the demons they had just captured.

I can’t help but be angry, I have to be angry.

“clown. Witch.”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

The voices of the clown and the witch were also extremely cold.

“Kill them.”

Me too.

At the moment when the clown grabbed the red side and tried to raise the unlocked power of death,

Pachichik-jajajajajaak!

A thunderbolt falls from the dry sky toward a gold dragon that appears to be a dragon lord.

“Kaaa!!”

The screams made by dragons were no different from those of humans.

[Hey you crazy bastard!!]

It was at that time that a familiar man’s curse, which I had heard many times somewhere, cut off the scream and rang loudly.