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Dragons are a peculiar race.
They possess the power to turn the world upside down,
yet spend most of their time in their lairs.
Perhaps it's out of concern for the impact their power would have on the world,
or maybe wandering around outside is just too trivial for them.
Humans, who barely live a century, cannot comprehend the thoughts of a being who lives for thousands of years.
No human knows exactly why dragons spend most of their lives in their lairs.
What humans do know for certain is that dragons cherish their lairs immensely.
Countless stories have been passed down about the horrific events that unfold when a dragon's lair is wrongly disturbed.
Of course, some may be fabricated, and some may be exaggerated.
But one thing is certain:
A dragon's lair should never be touched.
That fact applies equally to the temporary abode of a dragon who has polymorphed into another race for amusement.
Crunch.
In an instant, Insanis moved and grabbed the head of the Mazoku, Suicide.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Suicide groaned in agony, feeling as if his head would explode.
Of course, it wasn't that Insanis lacked the grip strength to crush Suicides head.
He was simply imprinting the face of the being who dared to disturb his abode into his memory.
Splurch!
After imprinting Suicides face into his memory for about five hundred years' worth of remembering, Insanis crushed the Mazoku's head.
Hoo.
Insanis sighed deeply.
"To think a Mazoku would dare invade the human realm and disturb my abode."
Emotions that humans would find difficult to comprehend swirled within Insanis.
Anger?
No.
If he, with this power and having lived for so long, were to become angry so easily,
no race other than dragons would remain alive in the human realm.
But neither was he calm and without emotion.
Nor did he have any intention of letting it pass lightly.
This was merely...
The black dragon Insanis's mouth opened.
"Punishment is in order."
That was the extent of his emotion.
Insanis's figure vanished in an instant.
And then.
Flap.
A massive shadow loomed over the defense line where Mazoku and humans were engaged in fierce combat.
As if threatening to completely obscure the setting sun.
A colossal object soared into the sky.
Flap.
Each time the enormous wings moved, a gale swept across the ground.
"I, it's a dragon!"
The Mazoku and humans alike were taken aback.
The intense battlefield froze as if someone had pressed the pause button,
and everyone's gaze was directed toward the massive dragon form overshadowing the sky.
Flap.
The dragon began to move.
It ascended high into the sky, then circled once over the plains where the Mazoku forces were positioned.
As if counting how many Mazoku needed to be dealt with today.
Then.
Kuaaaaa.
It unleashed a stream of black breath towards the field where the Mazoku were gathered.
Ignis, a woman with red hair, who was watching this scene from afar, tilted her head.
"What's up with Insanis all of a sudden? Did someone break a wall in his house or something?"
A startled Stella Cloud rushed to Davian.
"Davian! Over there!"
Davian nodded.
"Yes, that's the dragon Professor Stella knows."
"Oh dear! Has Mad Dragon Insanis gone berserk again?"
Davian shook his head.
"No. Remember when I said to leave the southern defense line open?"
"I do."
"If you go straight west through there, you'll find Insanis's mansion."
Stella Cloud tilted her head.
"You deliberately let them break through there?"
"Not exactly on purpose. We just left it as is since it was breached anyway."
"Isn't that the same thing?"
"Don't you think it's different?"
"Anyway. So, that Mad Dragon Insanis is angry right now?"
"Yes. Well, he's not a 'Mad Dragon' anymore, just Insanis."
Sirims Andrian, head of the Magic Department, joined the conversation.
"Isn't there a risk that the humans will be in danger?"
"It's fine. He vowed not to kill humans during this game. A dragon wouldn't go back on his word, would he?"
Kuaaaaa.
A second breath was unleashed.
With just two breaths.
About one-tenth of the numerous Mazoku vanished without a trace.
Hugo Molton asked,
"Is the black dragon Insanis in the sky on our side right now?"
"Yes."
"Hoo. I don't know what's going on, but that's good, isn't it? Let's get our mission done too."
"Yes, Chancellor."
The five-member party began to rush back towards the Mazoku rearguard where the legion commander would be.
The surrounding Mazoku swarmed them like a pack of wolves, but they were simply cut down or blown apart as they approached.
In the sky, the massive black dragon was spewing out breath.
In the north, the royal guard in golden armor were trampling the Mazoku as they charged down.
In the south, the allied forces of the Meridiem dukedom and the Arond earldom were pushing up.
Taking advantage of the gap, the city guard and the Elton Academy alliance were slowly pushing the defensive line out of the city.
And at the center of it all,
was Davian.
"I think we're about halfway there."
"Let's hurry, Davian. To reduce casualties, we need to take advantage of this momentum to capture the legion commander and end the war."
At that moment,
ripple.
The space opened, and six Mazoku appeared simultaneously.
Judging by the aura they exuded and the size of their horns, they were on a different level from the Mazoku they had faced so far.
'Regimental commanders.'
They would definitely be different from the general Mazoku or company commanders they had faced so far.
Moreover, since they could open and move through space at will,
it could be quite troublesome if they kept disappearing and reappearing.
'Shadow Assimilation.'
Davian activated the skill.
In the past, he would have been hesitant to activate the skill because he didn't know what might be behind him,
but thanks to the classes on Mazoku at the academy, he knew that if he caught those regimental commanders, the only one left would be the legion commander.
Tatt.
He kicked off quickly.
A movement that poured in all of his 10-star power.
In addition, the speed acceleration of the Shadow Assimilation skill was added.
Chwaak!
One of the regimental commanders' heads flew off.
Even on the battlefield surrounded by tens of thousands of Mazoku,
Chancellor Hugo Molton had no choice but to stop moving for a moment and doubt his eyes.
'What on earth is that movement...?'
It was a speed that even he, known as the greatest swordsman on the continent, could not achieve.
No.
In fact, it was a movement that he couldn't even see properly.
He was barely able to follow the afterimages with the power and senses he had built up over a lifetime.
'Davian Raon. Just how much has he grown in the meantime?'
Chwaak!
Another of the regimental commanders' heads flew off.
Only then did the Head of Swordmanship Department, Leo Martian, and Professor Stella Cloud begin to move.
Clang! Clang!
Unlike when Davian attacked, the Mazoku regimental commanders blocked the swords of Leo Martian and Stella Cloud.
Then, they began to move erratically, opening and closing space.
Hoo.
Chancellor Hugo Molton took a deep breath.
'Enough being amazed at Davian's growth. We're in the middle of a battle now.'
The current greatest swordsman on the continent, Hugo Molton, began to move.
Perhaps,
today would be the last day he would wield his sword as the greatest swordsman on the continent.
'It's time to pass on the title.'
"The regimental commanders...they're all down?"
Legion Commander Oblivio could no longer afford to be complacent.
Each time the mad dragon in the sky spewed its breath, hundreds of Mazoku disappeared without a trace.
He had thought about flying into the sky and confronting that arrogant dragon,
but the situation on the ground wasn't good either.
"Damn. Is this what the human realm is like?"
Of course, he wasn't afraid of those things.
But the confidence he had when he left the Demon Realm was long gone.
He had boasted that he would sweep the human realm with his legion alone,
but he was struggling to even handle one local city.
"At this rate, it won't be easy to bring hell to the human realm with my legion alone."
Of course, there was something that Oblivio didn't know.
If it hadn't been for Elton City, he wouldn't have been struggling like this even if he had invaded any other city on the Paks continent.
Lick.
Legion Commander Oblivio licked his lips with his long tongue.
"I'm not going back empty-handed. First, I'll catch those who are charging in to take my head..."
Oblivio looked up at the sky.
"Next is you. You arrogant lizard."
Legion Commander Oblivio opened a space and disappeared.
Ripple.
"Arrogant humans. You're quite something."
A Mazoku suddenly appeared.
Conveniently, the strength of a Mazoku could be inferred from the size of its horns.
'The strongest Mazoku I've seen so far.'
Davian said,
"Legion commander."
"It seems so."
The strongest five-member party from Elton Academy took up battle stances.
The surrounding Mazoku had already retreated a certain distance.
Legion Commander Oblivio opened his mouth.
"You're more than I expected, but this is the end."
Oblivio waved his arm.
At that moment, it seemed as if black magic power was spewing from his hand,
'What is this?'
The five, including Davian, were instantly trapped in a space with darkness all around.
Oblivio's voice was heard.
―This is a space that is neither the human realm nor the demon realm. It is a world I created. I want to play with you slowly, but I have to take down the lizard thrashing around in the sky. Foolish humans. Now die.
"Kuh-heok!"
The first to react was the magic user Sirims Andrian, who had weak defenses.
Sirims Andrian spewed out red blood.
Thud.
At the same time, the horse Sirims Andrian was riding collapsed, spewing blood.
Chancellor Hugo Molton hurriedly swung his sword.
Kwagwagwagwa.
A mana sword shot out and collided with an invisible, intangible wall.
A tremendous impact echoed in the narrow space.
But the intangible wall and the surrounding darkness remained intact.
"It's not entirely ineffective."
"Yes, Chancellor."
This time, Davian attacked the same spot with a mana sword.
Kwagwagwagwa!
Again, a tremendous impact spread out, but the space created by Legion Commander Oblivio was still intact.
Moreover, the other four also began to feel a slight pressure on their bodies.
The unknown pressure gradually increased in weight.
"We can hold out a little longer, but if this continues, the Head of the Magic Department won't last long!"
As Stella Cloud said,
veins began to bulge on the face of Sirims Andrian, Head of the Magic Department.
The horse he was riding was already dead.
This time, Davian leaped forward and directly swung his ice sword.
Drrrrr.
It felt like scratching an invisible wall.
But it still wouldn't cut through.
It couldn't be cut through with an ice sword,
and it couldn't be blown apart with a mana sword imbued with 10-star power.
Kwagwagwagwa!
Chancellor Hugo Molton continued to pour out mana swords.
Perhaps because he had used up a lot of energy coming here, his shoulders were rising and falling roughly.
"There!"
Leo Martian, Head of the Swordmanship Department, shouted.
A slight crack had formed in the spot where Hugo Molton had been pouring out mana swords.
Davian turned his head and looked at Sirims Andrian, Head of the Magic Department, who was lying on the ground.
The spiritual pillar of all magic users on the continent.
He was still someone who shouldn't die.
'I have to hurry.'
This time it was Davian's turn.
He gathered all of his 10-star power and launched a mana sword.
Kwang! Kwaang!
The space created by Legion Commander Oblivio began to crack with the continuous mana swords.
"Head of the Magic Department!"
Stella Cloud shook Sirims Andrian's body.
'This isn't good.'
There really wasn't any time left.
Hwareuk.
Davian conjured flames in his left hand.
"Wave of Fire."
The duration of the skill Wave of Fire was 60 minutes.
'I'll break through this space as it is and face Legion Commander Oblivio directly with Wave of Fire.'
"Everyone, step back!"
Chwareureuk!
After creating an ice wall to protect the four professors,
he threw the flames into the center of the crack.
The fire, imbued with will, increased its power and size on its own.
Finally,
Kwagwagwagwa!
He poured a mana sword towards the fire he had created with all his might.
Jjeoong!
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