Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 93

Tamed Disaster (3)

Old Words! Gooooooo!

The rock troll screamed. Its apple-sized black eyes glowed with a strange blue light.

A dark red flash appeared in those eyes. It was only a moment.

A flash of light passed between my eyes in an instant.

Gurgling…….

The rock troll falls down with a blood-boiling sound.

Dallen grabbed the returned hatchet and tried to tap the fallen troll with his toe.

Hmm…

“This is really alive.”

Dallon muttered in amazement and pierced the troll’s heart with his sword.

The troll’s breathing, which could be heard shallowly even when its brain was split, twitched slightly as soon as its heart was pierced, and then stopped.

‘They say that the older the troll, the more the heart takes over the role of the brain.’

Dallen nudged the troll again with his toe.

The fallen rock troll was covered in blue cold crystals from head to shoulders.

He was probably brought to the dragon cave by Cheongrin to do chores.

Since the troll, which has no limit to its lifespan, was in the inviolable territory of the dragon cave, it must have lived for over a hundred years at the most.

Dallen went deeper into Cheongrin’s dragon cave while dealing with the monsters.

In addition to rock trolls, the dragon cave was full of monsters.

Goblins, gnolls, lizard people, rat people, etc.

Each of these individuals, which were half the size of their compatriots, attempted to stop the intruder with quite a reckless spirit even though their master had died.

A pattern of behavior as if trying to protect something.

However, unless there were hundreds of them attacking in groups, none of them could withstand Dallen’s axe attacks.

[Oh, it’s called a dragon’s cave, but there isn’t a pile of gold coins or a chest full of diamonds…]

The demon Arbor muttered inadvertently. Dallen chuckled.

Now that I think about it, as soon as this guy woke up, he started roasting the warlocks to pile up all kinds of gold and silver treasures in his hideout.

As the devil said, except for the monsters, Cheongrin’s dragon cave was rather empty.

Contrary to the popular belief that the Dragon Cave was overflowing with gold coins, it was so desolate that not even a single shilling could be found, let alone gold.

Of course Dallen knew.

The only dragons that hoard treasure are those that are relatively less hostile to humans.

In the first place, gold and silver themselves are means of exchange used by mortals.

Unless you are a dragon who regularly interacts with mortals such as humans and elves, gold and silver treasures are just cumbersome blocks of stone.

Dragons like Cheongrin, who consider humans nothing more than prey, used their immortality, mystery, and power as currency.

He creates a family by sharing some of his mysteries with mortals who desire great power.

The life of a dragon is to dominate and rule over numerous monsters by using its position as a predator.

While demons attract followers with various treasures in order to obtain sacrifices, dragons cannot gain power from such sacrifices, so it was all said and done.

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss-

de-wow of frost on his clothes. The deeper we went, the temperature was dropping.

White steam forms with each breath you exhale, and the frost you just shook off quickly settles again on your clothes and armor.

Even though there is no special magic or spell, this is a place where Jinryong’s body was laid to rest for a long time and its mysteries were built up.

Amidst the extremely low temperatures that would freeze an ordinary person beyond simple cold, even the monster guarding the dragon cave has disappeared.

Dallen walked around those places as if he were taking a walk in front of his house.

This was because the dark red dragon’s blood boiling in his veins did not allow even a single speck of cold to penetrate into his skin.

How far did he walk into the dragon cave?

Dallon turned the corner and finally stepped into a huge cavity.

***

Jabak.

The cold crystal shatters beneath my feet.

All the walls and ceiling of the cavity were densely covered with blue-white crystals.

A beautiful scene that emits its own mysterious light and reflects each other’s brilliance.

However, the powerful magical power of the chill hovering within it was enough to make even Dallon wince for a moment.

Let’s go. Let’s go.

And Dallan was soon found.

In the middle of the joint.

On a hill filled with crystal fragments, like a giant bird’s nest.

A being surrounded by crystals containing the most powerful magical power and carefully enshrined as if to indicate that this cavity exists.

[The body of a warrior from the southwestern part of the continent was found.]

[The body of a wizard who participated in the Great War was found.]

[The body of a dark moon noble hunter was found.]

[The body of a warrior who had lost his light was found.]

[The upright [The saint’s body was found.]

It was a egg the size of a house picker.

The egg of the true dragon, the child of Tedera Rioulak and said to be one of the most powerful blue dragons in history.

It would be no exaggeration to say that the dragon that would be born and grow from that egg was one of the worst boss mobs in the entire game.

The one who restarted numerous episodes and one of his enemies who directly killed him five times.

At the same time, he was a murderer who destroyed the Holy Knights at the head of the monster army and froze the entire capital of Noria Kingdom in the southwestern part of the continent.

“…….”

Crackling.

I unconsciously grab my sword. The handle of the sword made a sound I had never heard before.

Even though it is just an egg, the tension running down my spine makes my limbs tingle.

Dallen recalled a memory from a long time ago.

Hail and storms created by the flapping of wings collapsed the walls of the royal capital like sand castles.

The sight of freezing a thousand soldiers with just one light breath.

Would he be able to handle the overwhelming force he often witnessed on the other side of the monitor if he were to face it in this real world?

It is a true dragon that is more powerful than its mother Cheongrin in her prime when there were no injuries or curses.

The only reason I didn’t break the egg in half without my knowledge was because of Felber’s will.

Damn it. Take a look.

And just as I was debating what to do with this huge egg, the eggshell began to crack.

Shhh.

At the same time, the cold air that filled the cavity was sucked in like a whirlpool through the cracks of the broken shell.

Uuuuu…….

A strange resonant sound echoed around the egg, and then the shell cracked and scattered in all directions.

Blah blah blah!

Fragments thrown away by reflexively swinging the sword. The power of each one is no less than that of an arrow fired from a ballista.

The moment when the sword’s body was surrounded by flames and the pupil of the dragon’s power was torn vertically.

Slurp! Kiing!

The figure floating in the center of the broken egg flew in so fast that it looked like a pale shadow and rushed towards Dallen.

I tried to swing my sword down, but it was too late.

This was because his sixth sense did not feel life at all, and Felber’s will blocked his hand, even if only for a moment.

And in that short gap, the blue baby dragon burrowed into Dallen’s gap.

Kiing! Kkeeeee….

He was rubbing his head mercilessly in Dallen’s arms and whining like a young animal longing for its mother’s embrace.

“…….”

Dallen was momentarily dumbfounded and lowered the tip of his sword.

He lowered his head with a confused look.

The baby dragon, which seemed to be about the same size as a Pomeranian on Earth, seemed to have noticed the gaze and stopped squirming and gently lifted its head.

Bingryong’s vertically slit yellow eyes met Dallen’s dark red eyes.

[Pucca!]

With a bright smile on his face, the dragon let out its first roar since its birth.

***

Dark room.

The huge space, where even an adult true dragon could comfortably lie down, was covered with a pitch-black hemispherical ceiling.

A hemispherical ceiling with strange colors flowing freely on a black background and dotted with sparkling lights.

Under a panoramic view that looked as if the night sky had been magnified hundreds of times, a white-haired girl was looking up at the celestial sphere blankly.

“The stars are moving again.”

The girl pursed her lips.

Her small voice became a strange wave that buzzed in the room below the sky.

“The established paths keep getting twisted.”

“Is that warrior the cause this time too?”

the man asked.

Step by step.

The man under the celestial sphere walked along a road that stretched in the shape of a cross between north, south, east and west.

Distinct facial features and white skin. Hair neatly combed and fixed.

The man who looked like the son of an aristocratic family was looking around at the heavenly sphere with eyes as if he was watching something interesting.

“I don’t know how many times I’ve heard a similar story from an old woman in the past half year. “For the last two hundred years I thought it was a parrot.”

“…What do you mean, Eberron?”

“Fate does not change, Eberron. Rivers diverge and merge countless times, but ultimately lead to the Great Sea. “I’m just reciting this story like a script, but what else could it be if it’s not a parrot?”

The man said in a sarcastic tone. He spoke in the tone of a playful boy.

Only then did the girl lower her gaze from the sky a little.

Eyes that look like pure white dots on a vitreous body the color of the universe.

She met the man’s strange eyes and immediately burst into laughter.

“Are you still complaining at that age?”

“Even if I live another thousand years, I won’t be even half your age.”

“Shh. “That’s rude.”

A girl smiling softly as she looks at the young man.

Eberron lowered his head slightly at that smile, and soon he was scratching his nose and chuckling without realizing it.

The girl looked up at the sky again.

Stars dotted in space. Flashes like the white eyes of a girl.

Strange shades appear and disappear several times in the girl’s eyes as she looks at the movement of the stars, which the human brain cannot understand.

The next moment, the girl’s full glory filled the wide celestial sphere.

[The apostles of retrograde collapsed and the gnolls of the labyrinth lost their leader and scattered. The holy sword that Golacap tried to corrupt regained its power in the warrior’s hands, and the corrupted knight who stole the holy sword lost his life while playing into Laphilem’s hands.]

Constant speed. Long sentences. However, the voice is neither suffocating nor disorganized.

The two strangely shining eyes did not blink even once.

Eberron, who had a playful expression, also watched the girl with a serious face at this moment.

[The last of Ash’s lineage fell into the pot pit of Enaxagus. Tedera Riulak tried to escape his fate with the holy sword, but failed. The young dragon she left behind recognized the warrior as its mother, and the tree is gradually regaining its memories in his hands.]

“…That’s bullshit. Still, it’s a mess in a good way. So what’s the point of today? “Grandma.”

[Giant stars are moving. Too much. Even at this very moment, millions of small fates are breaking away from the original flow and overflowing the riverbank.]

The girl closed her eyes tightly. And he bowed his head.

Her long white hair covered her face like a curtain, and a faint murmur escaped through her hair.

It was not a transcendental voice that resonated across the heavens, but a small and delicate voice.

“…The Witch of Feathers went down to break the contract she made with the Chain Throne.”

“Tsk. “It’s faster than expected.”

“yes. She’s going to die. “Just as we failed to save her mother, we will fail this time too.”

“You don’t know that.”

Eberron said.

The girl slightly raised her head. The corners of the young man’s mouth were visible through his flowing hair.

“Didn’t the warrior in question and that witch have a very special relationship? The warrior I saw might be able to save her. “I felt from the first time we met that he was someone who could do unexpected things.”

“…No one can defy fate. “Even if you twist the river’s course for a moment, it is fate that it will eventually flow back to its natural course.”

“Grandma, go out and meet some people. “Don’t stare gloomily at the stars in the corner of your room.”

The young man smiled with a playful face.

The girl was dazed for a moment, then wrinkled her eyebrows and waved her hand.

“If you’re going to keep teasing me like that, get out. “I don’t have time for jokes.”

“okay. I’ll take you out, so you can go out for a drink around town. Understand?”

Still smiling slightly. The girl quickly turned her head and looked at the sky again.

The sound of Eberron’s footsteps slowly receded. Soon, his presence completely left the realm of the celestial sphere.

Not long after he disappeared.

“…Whew.”

A small sigh lingered quietly beneath the heavenly sphere.