Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 126
the Chain Throne (5)
fell on the continent, Dallen did not only solve problems through violent methods.
Of course, it was more convenient that way. Because the body he wore was perfectly specialized for breaking and cutting things from the beginning.
However, there are times when there are opponents on whom his sword does not work, and furthermore, there are cases where he has to get help from such opponents.
‘Eberron Rachtala.’
It was like that when I handed over the devil’s essence to one of the twenty-six transcendents of the Diamond Palace and gained favor.
‘Kailburkus Arven.’
The same goes for consummating a deal to strengthen one’s body, even revealing the identity of a bartender that no one knew about.
And now.
[It would be best to use your mouth carefully, human.]
The same thing happened to what had to be done against the true dragon that had settled in the territory.
[Know that the reason I have remained quiet in your realm until now is not because I like you.]
An ancient dragon who found himself in the realm of mortals out of nowhere and became a tool that did not exist in the Eight Characters.
What kind of persuasion would be effective against someone who did not hide his discomfort from the first meeting?
The answer was decided from the beginning.
‘You’re telling an interesting story.’
Dallen slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
‘Isn’t it something to be grateful to have a place to rest after being abandoned by the Dragon God and having nowhere to go?’
To provoke.
Words that are unbelievable to have been uttered by a mere mortal to an immortal being.
It was a content and tone that should not have been said, especially in a situation like the present when such help is desperately needed.
[……Tsk.]
However, after hearing the verbal abuse, the elder dragon himself simply clicked his tongue and did not make any rebuttal.
I guess it’s because I hit the nail on the head unexpectedly. Dallen quickly picked out his next words.
Kwagwagwagwa…!
Meanwhile, the devil did not stop his offensive.
This was because Dallen sensed that his chances of winning were not 100 percent since he had awakened the power of the True Dragon.
The ancient script on the multi-meter-long sword body emits light, curses rain down, and the sky above opens, sending out an endless stream of chain thunderbolts.
Bye!
Dallen also swung a sword covered in flames against him. Wherever the dark red flames passed, the cold dissipated and the chains crumbled and scattered.
However, it is impossible to repel all attacks with uncontrollable power.
The chains that flew in to avoid the scattered flames were steadily eating away at his body and stamina.
‘Rotten.’
Time was not on his side. It was time for Dallon to once again express his thoughts towards the silent dragon.
‘Think about it carefully. I want to give you a chance to make a comeback…’
[You are not a transcendental person, but a human being.]
Beyond the image, the dragon’s full glory cut through my thoughts and resounded low.
[The old wizard you took as a subordinate thought you were a regressor, but in fact, you weren’t even that.]
‘That’s right.’
Dallen immediately agreed. It may have been from other transcendents, but it was not something to hide from the true dragon nesting in the realm.
[Then explain it. How did you talk about me with such confidence? My existence has long been forgotten in human history.]
The dragon’s voice has become much calmer. The psychology behind it was now closer to doubt than anger.
With this, we are halfway to our goal. Dallen was not in a hurry to formulate an answer.
‘Although it has disappeared from history, I have heard of your name through other channels.’
Dragon God’s Red Spear A nameless dragon.
Even in the last half of the game, he never appeared in person, but that didn’t mean he was completely hidden.
‘The tip of the spear, once swung from the hand of the Dragon God, evaporated the sea and blew away the tall mountain ranges.’
It’s natural.
Among the true dragons, there are only thirteen who are directly connected to the dragon god.
According to legend, the power of the Red Spear was so great that it could be counted among the three among them.
How is it possible to completely erase such a being from the world?
‘What you need to pay attention to is the fact that even though you were a member of the family of such a powerful dragon god, you lost your name.’
No, it would be more accurate to say that it was stolen.
For a dragon, its true name is its very existence. Because losing one’s name means losing one’s existence.
‘I thought there was only one being who could take your name away from you.’
Yongshin.
Ruler of all dragons.
We don’t know what happened behind the scenes in history. What kind of conflict did Jeokchang and Yongshin have and how did the result drive one being close to extinction?
But bygones are bygones, and now only the results remain.
Losing one’s name to the dragon god was tantamount to being erased from the list of dragon clans.
And it is obvious that a subject abandoned by the monarch would embrace it.
‘Do you want to face the Dragon God?’
[…….]
‘If it were me, I could take you before the Dragon God.’
The golden age of the silent true dragon. Dallen showed his fangs.
‘You probably think so too. Because I would have seen firsthand how my area has changed. Isn’t that why it has been in my domain until now? Even though, if you wanted to, you would have already had several chances to unleash your power and kill me.’
***
After the last thought, the dragon was silent for a while. Dallen waited without urging.
[Khaha! Lukewarm warrior! Breathe out some more fire!]
While facing the spells and powers that the devil is constantly pouring out, he maintains his composure as much as possible in his mind.
How long has it been like that?
[You seem confident in the topic of mortals. To say I am arrogant is an understatement.]
When the devil’s offensive began to feel difficult, the dragon opened his mouth.
[But yes, let me bet on you. Will the scales of fate tip towards you or towards the five gods of the abyss?]
Faintly flowing from that thought are unconcealed interest and anticipation.
At the peak of the steep snowy mountain, I felt the dragon slowly raise his body.
He said.
[Think of dealing with that brat as an admission fee to watch it.]
Come on!
A fire broke out in the air.
It was a small black and rusty flame.
Dallen stretched out his hand and gently grasped the flower of flame that had bloomed into something smaller than his fist.
‘What…’
And Dallon was embarrassed. It was because that wasn’t something he had done just now.
Limbs that suddenly start moving uncontrollably. However, there was no time to panic.
[Khaha! You gave up, so die!]
Taking advantage of the momentary gap, Calchas did his best to unleash his power.
C’mon!
The moment when the waves of chains with no way out filled my eyes.
[Tsk.]
A short, laughable click of his tongue came out of Dallen’s mouth.
And the hand holding the flame slowly stretched forward.
Fisht━
[…What?]
It was blank.
The approaching waves of chains, the chill of hell overlaid there, and the devil’s curse digging in between them.
Everything evaporates and disappears in an instant, and after the sound of a candle going out, all that is left is a blank space.
[What, what, how…]
The devil on the throne blinked in disbelief. The same was true for the person who had just reached out.
‘What on earth is this…?’
It wasn’t blocked. However, it was not offset or shed.
Even his skills and magical power levels that reached the level of human beings could not interpret the phenomenon that had just occurred.
No, it is impossible to even understand what happened, let alone interpret it.
‘…is it the power of the true dragon?’
However, I feel it intuitively.
thud. thud. thud. thud.
A heart that is pounding hard. Hemorrhage flowing through the blood vessels. A stream of fresh blood flowed from the nose, and as soon as the blood droplet touched the ground, it began to melt the ground.
[Come to your senses. If you, the owner of the body, faint, I cannot use my strength.]
The dragon said. Dallen grabbed his vision, which was starting to blur slightly.
[He said he would take me to the dragon god, but he carried this thing around with his body. When I go back, let the guy who can’t break the bondage of love games from thousands of years ago and pour me a drink make my heart first.]
Jeopuk.
Someone stood next to him with a light nag.
An illusion of a slightly blurry shape. It was a person wearing an oriental black gi-like outfit.
He was short. It felt like it wasn’t even close to Dallon’s chest. Her short, upturned hair was a colorful mixture of red on a black background, and her eyes were vertically slit and flashed in two colors.
Although it was my first time seeing it, I could clearly tell who it was. Dallen quietly opened his mouth.
“Red spear.”
[Okay.]
“Did you accept the deal?”
I had no choice but to ask again.
Even for him who had experienced everything from pre-natal and dogfights to hell and back, the sight he had just seen was extremely unrealistic.
The dragon in human form chuckled. For some reason, it was a familiar laugh.
[of course. Is there any reason to take on troublesome work without compensation?]
He said as if joking.
[Then I will lend you my body for a moment.]
As the battle came to an end, Dallon’s new form disappeared.
[Kaaaaaaah!]
When the devil reappeared, he had lost one arm.
thud.
A huge arm falls to the ground. The dragon who borrowed Dallen’s body relieved his stiff shoulders.
[If I punch this a few times, my body won’t be able to withstand it.]
He thought for a moment and pulled out the spear that was on his back.
[It would be better to have a familiar shape.]
Grumble!
Leberon Ahakim’s spear is engulfed in flames. The devil, holding his severed shoulder, finally realized the situation and screamed.
[…That red spear! How can you help mortals! No matter how desperate the situation is, against such an insect-like being…!]
[Noisy.]
The dragon wearing the body of a warrior lowered his spear. As if it was natural, the ground cracked open.
The throne that was floating on the land was also split apart. All of the tens of thousands of chains were broken, and the throne, cut in half, fell to the ground. A shock
like
a collapsed building swept through the area. Jeokchang walked leisurely and stood in front of him.
Calchas, who narrowly avoided being cut in half along with the throne, instead lost his remaining wrist and one leg.
[Ugh…like this…]
The owner of the chain throne crawls toward the fallen sword, wriggling with half of his remaining arm and one leg.
The devil’s unique regenerative power was quickly restoring even his severed body, but there was no reason to just watch it.
Puff—
[Kwaaaaaaak!]
As he plunged the spear into his intact leg, a huge pillar of flame rose up and drove his leg into the ground like a stake.
Jeokchang walked slowly and stopped at the devil’s bedside. He leaned back and made eye contact with the guy.
[You really look like a bug. Lord of the Chain Throne.]
[Do you think this will be able to prevent the planned end! No matter how hard you try…!]
[It’s climbing. It looks like his neck has become quite stiff after occupying the throne of Enaxagus for at most a thousand years.]
Red Chang laughed. The devil felt a chill in his back for an instant. The guy shouted, mustering up all his magical power.
[Everyone, kill this guy! No matter what the contents are, the outside is at best a human wearing cloth…!]
[If you don’t know how to bend, you will only break.]
The warrior
‘s hands moved.
The lightly shaken left hand leaped through space with the devil’s magic, erasing the endless waves of hunting dogs.
The gently drawn right hand cut off the neck of the devil, who let out a cry that was close to a scream.
thud.
The devil’s head fell. The guy’s body also went limp.
Of course, the regenerative power that went beyond common sense caused a cold feeling in the throat and even tried to reattach the fallen hair.
[Tsk. Because it’s dirty.]
Jeokchang snapped his fingers. Then, the pillar of flame that pierced the leg expanded and engulfed the devil’s entire body.
Good luck!
The pillar of flame disappears, and all that remains is a circle of burned ground and a spear made by LeVeron.
Passesuk….
As soon as Jeokchang touched it, the spear crumbled into a handful of ash. The dragon wearing the body of a warrior scratched his chin.
[…How much did the window cost?]
“I don’t know either.”
[I took care of his hunting dog, so I’ll just give it a go.]
I’m sorry, but I don’t have any gold coins in hand. the poor dragon added.
***
[Let the rest take care of itself. I don’t think your body can handle my power anymore.]
These were the words left by the dragon, who evaporated Calchas’ main body and even erased the hounds by the thousands, as he returned to the realm.
Dallen sighed softly. A fishy smell rose from my throat.
On the outside, there didn’t seem to be any major problems, but Dallon’s insides were like a complete mess.
Considering the tingling sensation near my heart, I don’t know if Jeok-chang’s life would have been in danger even if he had used a few more minutes of strength.
‘I think something similar happened a few months ago.’
Suddenly, I remembered something I had experienced in a previous crack. The mortal body could not withstand the endlessly increasing power within the realm and almost collapsed.
The problem was completely resolved by awakening the mystical product, Dragon’s Blood, but now the mystery of Dragon’s Blood had become a burden again.
‘If I get paid by Bourbon, it will be resolved to some extent.’
Dallen shook his head and walked away. Although the main body of the devil was defeated, there were still some things left to do in this hell.
‘The body first.’
And of course, the first step is to retrieve the body.
It was time to face the end of the warriors who had come down to this cold hell and fought for their lives.
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