Chapter 211 – Demon Dragon King (3)

Thunk!

The Demon Dragon King, who had difficulty moving his body from fighting the goddess, couldn’t avoid Sun-woo’s sword.

Thanks to that, his sword embedded itself deep in the Red Dragon’s chest, and Sun-woo activated his skill.

He had considered various methods, but for now, this was the best approach.

Since the goddess was watching, he couldn’t expose his demonic energy. Then conversely, he just needed to eliminate the opponent’s demonic energy.

Of course, if he removed the demonic energy flowing through the entire body, he’d certainly draw suspicion, but if he only removed the demonic energy in the Dragon Heart located next to the dragon’s heart, it would surely go unnoticed, hidden by the demonic energy throughout the body.

‘Well, if I get caught, I’ll worry about it then.’

The phone the summoner gave him was already broken, and Sun-woo had long since escaped the summoner’s restrictions.

Fighting gods was too much, but gradually hiding demonic energy from others was becoming tiresome.

Naturally, this was also either the influence of demonic energy or a phenomenon from rising status, but now even the change itself didn’t seem strange.

Kwaaaaaa.

Though no sound was actually heard, both the Demon Dragon King and Sun-woo felt like they heard the sound of a massive torrent flowing.

The demonic energy in the Red Dragon’s Dragon Heart was pouring into Sun-woo’s sword.

[What, what is this!]

The Demon Lord, who had been engaged in a battle of divine power and magic with the goddess, was shocked by the sudden turbulence of demonic energy.

The reason the Demon Lord controlled the dragon was through the influence of demonic energy that contaminated the Dragon Heart, and the contamination of the entire body also originated from the Dragon Heart.

If all the Dragon Heart’s demonic energy disappeared, it would be difficult for the Demon Lord to continue possessing the dragon.

[N-no!]

Naturally, the Demon Lord tried to stop the demonic energy from escaping, but he had no way to block it.

The first reason was the goddess’s divine power interfering with him, but the problem was that the status of the one absorbing demonic energy was too high.

Moreover, with that being close to a demon god’s demonic energy being nearly empty…

It was like a perforated puddle next to an incredibly high, no, deep empty lake.

The puddle’s water didn’t just trickle out but burst through the embankment, being sucked away. Trying to pile more clay on the embankment was meaningless.

Kyaaaaaaang!

Sun-woo instantly absorbed the Dragon Heart’s demonic energy, and the Demon Lord left a strange cry and was reverse-summoned to his own dimension.

When the Demon Lord disappeared, Sun-woo stealthily glanced at the goddess.

‘Didn’t get caught, right?’

The saint, soaked in sweat all over and breathing heavily, was looking at the sprawled dragon.

Unlike her exhausted body, her eyes were filled with puzzlement.

Because the Demon Lord who had been enduring well against her divine power was instantly reverse-summoned the moment Sun-woo’s sword struck.

Moreover, right now the demonic energy was gradually disappearing from the dragon’s body.

“Huff, huff, did you perhaps do this?”

A goddess gasping for breath – it was quite a remarkable sight, but even the body possessed by the goddess didn’t become stronger.

Sun-woo naturally made excuses.

“I just stuck my sword in and gave the Dragon Heart a shock with a skill.”

An answer not different from what he actually did.

And his expression and voice forged by illusion techniques didn’t let the goddess, staring sharply, sense any falsehood.

“Phew, then could it be the Dragon Heart was purified when the Demon Lord left?”

The goddess caught her breath while tilting her head. Even for a goddess, separating a Demon Lord from a Demon Dragon King was a first-time experience.

The original plan was to hold the possessed Demon Lord with divine power while awakening the dragon (or there was also a method of killing the incarnation to wake the dragon), then having the dragon’s consciousness and the possessed Demon Lord fight to mutually destroy both.

“Could you perhaps tell me about your skill?”

At the goddess’s question, Sun-woo naturally shook his head. There was no way he’d reveal a skill that devoured demonic energy.

Rather, Sun-woo was puzzled by the goddess’s suddenly changed manner of speech.

“Well, I saw your divine power. It looks like you could immediately ascend to a lower-grade god if you just discarded your body?”

It seemed the goddess recognized Sun-woo’s divine status while using holy power.

She had seemed quite arrogant, but apparently she treated him that way because of different status.

Indeed, even Sun-woo these days was finding ordinary humans contemptible unlike before, so for beings who lived with that sensation for thousands of years, it was obvious.

Sun-woo immediately sealed his divine power.

Since it was certain that viewing humans as insignificant was a side effect caused by rising status, for Sun-woo who decided to still live as a human, rising status was extremely dangerous.

Sealing it didn’t completely eliminate that sensation, but he planned to block it as much as he could.

“Fortunately the dragon is safe. He’s gradually waking from sleep, so he’ll soon regain consciousness.”

The goddess who had placed her hand on the fallen dragon’s body gave him a blessing with a relieved expression.

At her touch, the dragon’s wounds began rapidly recovering.

“He’s waking up?”

At the goddess’s words, Sun-woo frowned deeply.

“Yes, with this much battle and shock, naturally he’ll wake up. Since the Demon Lord was blocking him from waking, he’ll wake up before long. More problematically, this is awkward. He should wake before people come. If they know it’s Zigmund, it’ll be quite troublesome.”

Until just moments ago, even to ordinary eyes, he didn’t look like a normal dragon.

The skin that looked like it was wrapped in a translucent membrane due to materialized demonic energy, and the surging magic power, made him look not like an ordinary dragon but more like a hellish demonic dragon from horror stories.

But with the Demon Lord gone and the demonic energy clearing, the dragon’s appearance was no different from the sleeping Zigmund.

Sun-woo, who had worried at the news the dragon would wake, decided to move the dragon first.

Sun-woo stood beside the goddess treating the dragon, placed one hand on the dragon’s body, and grabbed the goddess’s shoulder with the other hand.

“I’ll return to the lair.”

“Even dragon-sized is possible?”

“Yes.”

At Sun-woo’s words, the goddess’s eyes widened. She recalled how large a spatial transfer magic circle and how much magic power would be needed to spatially transfer a creature of this size.

But Sun-woo wasn’t using magic but psychic abilities, and moreover, internal energy had always been the ability he was most proud of.

His massive internal energy converted into mental power, and the enhanced spatial transfer ability moved Sun-woo, the goddess, and even Dragon Zigmund into the dragon’s lair in the eastern mountain range.

Phuak!

When the enormous dragon appeared inside the lair, accumulated dust scattered in all directions.

“Sylph.”

But when a beautiful voice was heard, the winds wrapped around the swirling dust and settled it to the floor.

When the dust settled, the wind that had spoken circled around the woman before disappearing.

A beautiful woman with long hair and slightly long ears.

She was none other than Isabel, Zigmund’s incarnation, who had just been released from her seal.

“Daniel, Sun-woo, and people I’m meeting for the first time.”

Though her clothes were covered in blood, Isabel’s face showed no concern.

And her appearance like that didn’t let the blood on her clothes obscure her beauty.

“Quite some time has passed. It seems much has happened… And you all saved Zigmund and me.”

Though it had been a while, Isabel’s intuition was unmatched.

Just by looking around at people and her surroundings, she seemed to have grasped the situation almost completely.

“And there’s not much time left. Zigmund is waking up.”

This was a part that didn’t need her intuition. Her fingertips were already gradually becoming faint.

“No!”

Daniel, who had been blankly watching the unsealed Isabel, reflexively answered at her words.

Isabel approached Daniel with light steps and grasped his hand.

“Thanks to Daniel’s blood, I could see your face before disappearing. I can tell just by looking how much you’ve worked. I’m truly grateful to be able to see Daniel one last time.”

While speaking, she placed her other hand on Daniel’s wound. Along with her gently glowing hand, Daniel’s wound began healing.

Daniel couldn’t agree with Isabel’s words.

“No, I can’t. No. It doesn’t make sense for you to disappear just because some dragon wakes from sleep!”

Daniel, always calm and steadfast-looking, shouted like a teenager.

“Don’t say that. She is my creator and mother who made me. I love her as much as I love you.”

Isabel’s words couldn’t comfort Daniel either.

“No. No.”

He shook his head violently and looked around at the people.

“Please! Isn’t there a way!”

But the other party members couldn’t possibly have a method.

Alda looked at Daniel with a sad expression, and Iliana was avoiding her gaze with an extremely apologetic expression.

Because the earlier incident of trying to kill Isabel tormented her conscience.

The saint, no, Goddess Frig scratched her cheek with an awkward expression.

“I’d like to help out of apology, but it’s not within us gods’ jurisdiction, so I can’t help. I’ll try to help Sir Daniel as much as possible later.”

Though it was a small murmur, it clearly reached the half-elf Isabel’s ears.

She made a slightly surprised expression, then bowed her head to the goddess and smiled.

“You’re really quick-witted.”

At her appearance of seemingly recognizing her immediately, the goddess grumbled softly.

Gurururung,

The dragon lying on the ground began gradually stirring.

Along with that, Isabel’s appearance gradually became transparent.

“When Lord Zigmund awakens, he’ll speak separately, but I, Isabel, also sincerely thank everyone. My beloved Daniel, the spirit mage young lady and the holy knight commander, the person in saint’s form, and Sun-woo…”

Isabel, who was speaking, looked behind the group with a bewildered expression.

“What are you doing over there?”

Everyone turned around at her words, and they saw Sun-woo standing atop the head of the stirring dragon.

“Ah, I have something to experiment with briefly.”

While Sun-woo was speaking, the dragon shook its head as if annoyed, and following that, Sun-woo’s fist drove down into the dragon’s head.

Kwang!

When Sun-woo’s fist wrapped in aura struck down on the dragon’s head, the dragon that had been waking from sleep trembled all over its body and fainted just like that.

The group all watched that scene with absurd expressions, and Sun-woo placed his hand on the fainted dragon’s head.

Sun-woo threw a question to Daniel.

“I just need to put him to sleep for 40 years?”

At Sun-woo’s question, the bewildered Daniel hurriedly nodded.

At Daniel’s answer, Sun-woo directly poured his upgraded illusion mastery and illusion techniques toward the dragon’s head.

‘You are still captured by the Demon Lord. Sleep for 40 more years!’

The dragon’s consciousness that had been waking began sinking below the surface of sleep again.