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1. The Re:Zero Story – 4
2. The Scum Noble – 4
3. The Doctor Doom Story – 6
4. The Overlord Empire – 3
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"Blast bomb!"
I cast magic in the dragon language on the stone in the distance.
Bang Bang
A ball of crimson fire smashed fiercely into the boulder with a long tail of flame.
Then the stone burst open.
"The power is not bad!"
I nodded.
Now I can put seven or eight Blast bombs of this kind at a time.
It can provide no small help.
It's just that the Earth attribute magic hasn't made much progress.
Because I don't have too many spell models in my hand.
I looked towards the door, and Shea appeared at the door in a well-dressed outfit.
She no longer wore white pantyhose, but black pantyhose and a black leather skirt.
There was also a pair of short knives made of magic iron that I had given her last time, stuck in her waist.
"Lord!"
Shea bowed solemnly and said.
I was suddenly a little unaccustomed to the rabbit's serious style.
"Shea, what's the matter with you?"
"I'm going to kill the enemy!" Shea said seriously, her small face determined.
"Are you going to kill the enemy?"
Does anyone send bunnies to war?
Isn't this food delivery?
"Shea, why do you want to go to war?" I asked tactfully.
"Everyone has their own things to do, but I can only study some healing techniques or manage the tribe every day..." Shea said, her two rabbit ears drooping.
"But weren't you always like this before?" I was a little speechless. Isn't that what priests do?
"I want to make some changes!"
"Actually, you don't need to change anything. Just like you used to be in the Beast Empire, everyone had to seek treatment from you when they were injured. In fact, everyone has a reason for their existence..."
I used some chicken soup for the soul from my previous life to do some ideological work for Shea.
These words were actually useless, but they sounded reasonable.
Shea was successfully bluffed.
"I understand, Milord!"
Shea regained her confidence.
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At the same time, a strange frost troll appeared among the Evil Tooth tribe.
"Is this the Evil Tooth Tribe? It's a bit primitive!"
The frost troll looked at the surrounding scene and taunted.
It's no secret that this is where Keen, the Ragtooth Horde, is located.
Just as he was checking the surrounding information, a scarred troll walked over.
"A Guda, what are you messing around here? Have you forgotten all the rules?"
"Uh, I kind of forgot..."
The frost troll that I killed was called Aguda.
"This small valley is the habitat of Lord True Dragon King. Except for the guards designated by the leader, other people are not allowed to come in casually, such as me."
"Real dragon?"
Keane looked at the small valley next to him. This should be the hiding place of the black dragon.
Unexpectedly, a sub-adult black dragon would actually hide in such a small tribe.
Just the soul of a black dragon should be a good harvest.
"How dare I provoke the real dragon at will!"
Keane made a frightened look and hurried out.
The frost troll looked at his companion and felt that he seemed a little strange today, but he didn't think much about it and left.
After he left, Keane's figure reappeared.
His appearance slowly changed and finally turned into a scar-faced troll.
Then he walked towards the valley.
Go check it out now!
Hope you don't let yourself be too disappointed!
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I was asking Shea to clean my scales at this time.
I was thinking about what types of ingredients I should use for the next feast.
What I wanted most from this feast was the kind of ingredients that could give me special talents.
As I was lost in thought, suddenly I felt a strong heartbeat.
I stood up and walked out of the cave, paying no mind to Shea's questioning gaze behind me. My instincts were pulling at something off in the distance. A frost troll warrior approached, his face scarred from countless battles.
Ordinarily, I wouldn't care about the movements of these creatures, but the dragon's instincts are sharp and unforgettable. Something was wrong.
The troll standing at the gate moments ago was not the same as this one. The heartbeat, though strong and steady, didn't match what I remembered.
My eyes narrowed.
"Master True Dragon!" The frost troll's voice trembled with fear. Keane, now in disguise, was visibly unsettled by my looming presence. His thoughts raced wildly. 'Why does this black dragon look so strange? And why is it so enormous?'
"I told you to find Sardar, didn't I?" My voice was cold, the atomic furnace in my core quietly igniting, the energy pulsing through my body like a quiet storm.
Keane hesitated, clearly trying to find an excuse. "Master, you never sent me to find Sardar..."
ROAR
I roared, a thunderous, piercing sound that tore through the air like a lightning strike.
The force of my dragon's cry made the very ground beneath us tremble. The magic in Keane's body trembled, and the disguise he'd used began to unravel violently.
Puff!
The troll's form twisted grotesquely, contorting until Keane's true form—a towering six-meter devil covered in black spikes—was revealed. His four massive arms flailed in shock.
Keane was stunned, his mind reeling. His illusion had been shattered by a simple roar. Impossible! This wasn't some ordinary transfiguration, but the most powerful illusion magic of his kind.
Before he could even react, my chest swelled as I gathered the heat building within me. The atomic furnace blazed to life, and I unleashed my true fury—an incandescent beam of pure heat, crackling like the breath of the sun.
WHOOSH!
The breath was a searing, white-hot beam, so intense that the very air around it ignited. It scorched the earth as it tore through the space between us, slamming directly into Keane's body. The sheer heat was enough to melt rock, and Keane's flesh began to char and bubble under its searing force.
He screamed, writhing in agony as his body sizzled under the inferno of my attack. The heat breath was relentless, hotter than any flame, a destructive force that reduced even the most formidable creatures to ash. Even with the devils' neutral heat resistance, they couldn't stop my attack, as the force behind it forced him to stagger.
But I didn't stop there. As Keane staggered, barely able to withstand the onslaught, I rushed forward with the speed and power of a hurricane. My claws tore into his flesh as I crashed into him, sending us both tumbling through a nearby stone wall.
The impact shattered the wall like glass, raining down debris as my jaws clamped down on one of Keane's massive arms. With a savage crunch, I ripped it clean from his body, blood spraying in every direction. His roars of pain echoed through the cave, but I didn't give him a chance to recover.
I lunged for his head, my teeth aiming to crush his skull. Keane barely managed to twist away, but I caught his shoulder instead, ripping away flesh and bone in the process.
Keane was frantic now, his thoughts clouded with fear. Nothing made sense. Why was this dragon so strong? How could it see through his deception? How was it attacking with such ferocity?
"Stop! Stop! I'm not here to fight!" Keane's desperate voice rang out, but I was beyond listening.
'I'd be an even greater fool than the damned Voltan family to trust a devil's lies. Those poor souls think salvation lies within their dark bargains, casting others' spirits away for hollow promises. Yet, they're bound to Hell, barred eternally from Heaven, their fates snared in unbreakable, infernal chains. They imagine selling others' souls grants them freedom... Ah, but the folly of mortals is limitless,' I thought. With another savage bite, I tore off half of his face, snapping one of his towering horns in the process. Blood gushed from the wound as Keane screamed in terror, his strength rapidly fading.
"ARGH!!!"
His body flashed red as he activated a desperate escape measure. In the blink of an eye, Keane's massive form vanished, disappearing into the ether. His severed arm and the crushed remains of his face were all that remained, steaming in the aftermath of my heat breath.
Behind me, Shea and the frost troll guards stood frozen in shock, staring at the carnage. Half of Keane's head and a mangled arm lay in a pool of blood, the air still sizzling from the intense heat.
"Lord, we..." The two frost troll guards stopped just as they were about to say something.
"Go to Shatar, let them come back, give up everything outside, and move out to Dragon City!"
"Obey, Master Dragon!"
The two frost trolls ran out in a hurry, looking at the half of the head and the huge arm on the ground; they knew that a storm was coming.
"Master... what... what was that?" Shea asked, her voice barely a whisper.
"A Glabre," I growled, my eyes still locked on the spot where Keane had vanished. "A cunning devil from the Hells. They specialize in deception and manipulation, hiding behind illusions and using their guile to turn others against one another."
Shea's eyes widened in disbelief. "A Glabre? But... it looked so..."
"Brutal? Ferocious?" I snorted, shaking off the blood that stained my claws. "That's the illusion. Glabres are masters of deception, just like succubi. But instead of preying on lust, they manipulate fear, distrust, and ambition. They twist the minds of creatures, making them tear each other apart."
"There is a very famous story in my memory about these kinds of demons.
"When that Glabre I summoned said my future looked bright, I thought he meant... well, never mind.
A mortal soul burning in the Hells."
Shea still looked stunned as she glanced at the severed arm and the charred remains on the ground. "And it almost got away..."
I frowned, recalling how quickly Keane had vanished. "I was thinking about how that guy suddenly disappeared just now.
If it is the same teleportation scroll as that Ravel before. If there is time for teleportation, I can interrupt it directly with Wild Scream.
But there is not much to do with this kind of instant teleport.
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A mass of blood suddenly appeared in an open space.
A bloody figure emerged in the bloody light.
It was the glamorous Keane just now.
"Hahaha~"
Keane smiled pervertedly.
He had finally narrowly escaped death.
Naturally, the glamorous being who sent him into the abyss just now couldn't.
It was teleportation magic that he obtained at some cost from a Yugoloth.
This kind of magic is engraved inside his body, but the transmission conditions are very harsh.
It will instantly extract half of the magic power and blood in the body.
So this kind of teleportation is not destined to be used many times.
It wasn't just the blood from just now; Keane felt that the demon's blood in his body was also greatly affected.
That was no ordinary black dragon; even an adult black dragon couldn't compare to him.
Keane had been in the human world as a bauber for an unknown amount of time.
He still knew a lot about dragons.
He had seen a legendary green dragon fight a squad of legendary-ranked dragon slayers fifteen years ago.
The green dragon and the dragon slayer team fought fiercely for more than half a month, and finally, the green dragon was killed but not without taking out most of the squad.
His treasure and corpse became trophies.
But the terrifying figure of the black dragon just now made Keane feel extremely frightened.
The most important thing is, how did he find out?
The unknown is what hurts the most.
For so many years, he was able to thrive in the human world because of the glamor's natural illusion ability.
If he didn't find out why, Keane felt that he would never be at ease.
And the decisive nature of that black dragon is truly incomparably ferocious.
He was not given any chance at all.
And his strength...
Don't all black dragons spit acid?
What is that white mist-like high-temperature breath?
I have never heard of a true dragon breathing like this.
Keane looked at his own badly burned body.
And the incomparably powerful body of the black dragon.
It's hard for Keane to understand.
Glazes just like to use tricks to hurt people.
But their combat power is not bad at all.
Yet, he had no power to resist in front of that guy and was killed unilaterally.
If there had been no teleportation, I would have really died in that place.
And this time the loss was huge; that guy Victor had to pay more.
After thinking for a while, Keane endured the discomfort and began to heal his injuries.
Burnt skin and his broken arm slowly grew back.
The body, after being bitten by Barbatos, slowly recovered.
From the outside, it looked as if he hadn't been injured.
Only Keane himself knew how serious his injuries were.
This kind of injury can only be traded with those damn guys after this incident is over.
After finishing these tasks, Keane transformed back into the handsome black-haired middle-aged man he had been before.
He started walking in one direction.
Keane stopped next to a clearing after more than an hour.
Suddenly, the space changed.
It became a heavily guarded large camp.
This was exactly the camp of the Voltan family.
After a while, the figure of Victor, the head of the Voltan family, appeared here.
Victor was wearing golden armor at this time, and his eyes were fixed on Jean.
"Have you found the black dragon?" Victor asked.
"Of course!" Gene said with a smile.
"Come in!" Victor walked in first.
Keane looked at the surrounding Voltan family members with great interest and followed casually.
Victor in the camp listened to Keane's information.
"That's just an ordinary sub-adult black dragon; of course, it may be a hybrid with a red dragon. Don't worry too much!" Keane said, looking at Victor.
"If it's just an ordinary sub-adult black dragon, then you should be able to solve it with some means of your own?" Victor said suddenly.
Keane endured the discomfort but still smiled and said, "You can't afford the price I need for letting me fight in person!"
Victor was silent for a moment and did not speak again.
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2. The Scum Noble – 4
3. The Doctor Doom Story – 6
4. The Overlord Empire – 3
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