204 109. The Dragon Slayer Part One
Raiden’s expression froze up.
For the first time in his life, he got to drink human blood and devour human flesh. Even in the midst of enjoying himself, he still didn’t forget about his task and led the undead army numbering past ten thousand over to the royal palace along with Count Guibert’s help.
One thousand-plus spears were stabbed into the ground, while severed heads of the Vampire nobles alongside numerous undead creatures were impaled on top of these make-shift stakes to create a gruesome display.
They weren’t dead yet as their lips limply flapped about. Meanwhile, their surroundings were filled with the remains of the undead that hadn’t gotten fully purified and had yet to extinguish from this world.
Marquis Kirum definitely did say this, didn’t he? That this plan was all about the Vampires murdering the scions of the Imperial Family.
However…
“…Breath!”
It was the legendary dragon’s breath.
Raiden urgently turned around and fled without saying anything else.
“M-Marquis Raiden?!”
Count Guibert’s voice came to him from behind, but it didn’t carry on for long. That was because the white-coloured bone dragon had spewed out its flames by then.
The golden-hued flames swept across the grounds before the creature and quickly spread out to the surroundings while emitting eye-searing bright light.
The army of undead also turned around and tried to flee from there, which naturally included Count Guibert, who was rapidly pushing his somewhat-round body of his to quickly run away.
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But then, the flames mercilessly swallowed all of them up.
The magical bombs rained down on the city of Lomania, utterly pulverising and destroying the wandering undead on the streets below.
Raiden hurriedly slammed his sword on the ground and roared out powerfully, “Oooooooh!”
Shadows made out of demonic energy stretched out and quickly enveloped him to create a barrier. However, cracks began developing on the shadow barrier as it continued to defend against the bombardment of magic projectiles.
The bone dragon descended rapidly from the air and slammed its front claws at that crack.
BANG-!
Shatter-!
The barrier cleanly shattered and Raiden inside raised his sword to block the incoming claws. The ground he stood on caved in and crumbled from the weight.
He exerted so much physical strength that veins began bulging on his throat, forehead, arms, and legs, but even then, the dragon’s front limb still gradually pressed him down.
‘Just what is this bastard…?!’
Divinity was oozing out from the bone dragon’s front limb.
Raiden’s lungs burned away every time he tried to take a breath.
The bone dragon’s eyes arched up in the crescent moon shapes, clearly making a smile that mocked how laughably pathetic the Vampire’s resistance was.
Yet, the only things gifted to him at the end of all of his struggles was a broken body, and a bunch of nobles looking for a way to use him despite his natural demise creeping ever closer. Even the gazes of the royal family that looked over him remained cold, frigid.
-The one and only dragon slayer.
Some even began to ridicule that title, opening wondering if it had been made-up or not.
“Alright, fine. I shall prove it to you all.” Raiden sucked in his breath. “I shall show you that I’m indeed the real dragon slayer.”
He’d show them all.
He’d show his true power to the royal family and the nobles of Lome who were nothing more than livestock now.
“Ooooooooh-!”
‘Rouse up my demonic energy…!’
His sword was quickly filled up with demonic energy.
‘And focus all of my being.’
For the first time in his life, he got to drink human blood and devour human flesh. Even in the midst of enjoying himself, he still didn’t forget about his task and led the undead army numbering past ten thousand over to the royal palace along with Count Guibert’s help.
One thousand-plus spears were stabbed into the ground, while severed heads of the Vampire nobles alongside numerous undead creatures were impaled on top of these make-shift stakes to create a gruesome display.
They weren’t dead yet as their lips limply flapped about. Meanwhile, their surroundings were filled with the remains of the undead that hadn’t gotten fully purified and had yet to extinguish from this world.
Marquis Kirum definitely did say this, didn’t he? That this plan was all about the Vampires murdering the scions of the Imperial Family.
However…
“…Breath!”
It was the legendary dragon’s breath.
Raiden urgently turned around and fled without saying anything else.
“M-Marquis Raiden?!”
Count Guibert’s voice came to him from behind, but it didn’t carry on for long. That was because the white-coloured bone dragon had spewed out its flames by then.
The golden-hued flames swept across the grounds before the creature and quickly spread out to the surroundings while emitting eye-searing bright light.
The army of undead also turned around and tried to flee from there, which naturally included Count Guibert, who was rapidly pushing his somewhat-round body of his to quickly run away.
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But then, the flames mercilessly swallowed all of them up.
The magical bombs rained down on the city of Lomania, utterly pulverising and destroying the wandering undead on the streets below.
Raiden hurriedly slammed his sword on the ground and roared out powerfully, “Oooooooh!”
Shadows made out of demonic energy stretched out and quickly enveloped him to create a barrier. However, cracks began developing on the shadow barrier as it continued to defend against the bombardment of magic projectiles.
The bone dragon descended rapidly from the air and slammed its front claws at that crack.
BANG-!
Shatter-!
The barrier cleanly shattered and Raiden inside raised his sword to block the incoming claws. The ground he stood on caved in and crumbled from the weight.
He exerted so much physical strength that veins began bulging on his throat, forehead, arms, and legs, but even then, the dragon’s front limb still gradually pressed him down.
‘Just what is this bastard…?!’
Divinity was oozing out from the bone dragon’s front limb.
Raiden’s lungs burned away every time he tried to take a breath.
The bone dragon’s eyes arched up in the crescent moon shapes, clearly making a smile that mocked how laughably pathetic the Vampire’s resistance was.
Yet, the only things gifted to him at the end of all of his struggles was a broken body, and a bunch of nobles looking for a way to use him despite his natural demise creeping ever closer. Even the gazes of the royal family that looked over him remained cold, frigid.
-The one and only dragon slayer.
Some even began to ridicule that title, opening wondering if it had been made-up or not.
“Alright, fine. I shall prove it to you all.” Raiden sucked in his breath. “I shall show you that I’m indeed the real dragon slayer.”
He’d show them all.
He’d show his true power to the royal family and the nobles of Lome who were nothing more than livestock now.
“Ooooooooh-!”
‘Rouse up my demonic energy…!’
His sword was quickly filled up with demonic energy.
‘And focus all of my being.’