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    Kwong!

    The dragon with its massive body crashed into the capital’s central plaza.

    Startled people screamed and trembled while lying face down on the ground, and murky light appeared on their bodies before disappearing.

    “She must have been playing around without praying all this time. To think she can’t even withstand this much holy power!”

    The saint, no, the goddess who landed in front of the dragon while hanging onto Sun-woo’s arm grumbled while breaking out in cold sweat.

    Right now, she was purifying the demonic energy the dragon was pouring out. The problem was that the saint’s body couldn’t withstand the goddess’s powerful holy power.

    And while the saint’s body was struggling, the dragon that had been shocked by the sudden attack was also coming to its senses.

    It briefly fainted from the shock, but the dragon had no damage at all.

    The dragon that smashed the central plaza’s marble stones, sculptures, beautiful pond and fountains the moment it crashed into the ground was shaking its head and rising up.

    Sun-woo, who had drawn his sword and held it in his hand, glanced at the saint possessed by the goddess standing beside him.

    At this rate, bringing out demonic energy was too difficult. But with mere aura, he couldn’t deal with a dragon covered in demonic energy.

    “Give me your sword! I’ll pour holy power into it… Huh?”

    The goddess who had extended one hand toward Sun-woo made a strange expression.

    Because intense holy power began bursting out from Sun-woo’s sword.

    “Could it be you can even obtain holy power through skills? No, that’s impossible.”

    The goddess looked at Sun-woo’s sword with an uncomprehending expression, but Sun-woo only felt regretful.

    To think it was holy power instead of demonic energy which would have definite effects.

    But thinking of Daniel and Isabel, holy power might be better.

    Sun-woo launched his body toward the dragon trying to regain consciousness.


    The capital of Kudas Kingdom was receiving a bolt from the blue.

    The area around central park was already a sea of flames, and the city was in chaos with refugees trying to flee outside the city.

    All of it was the Demon Dragon King’s, no, the dragon’s doing.

    However, for something done by the terrifyingly appearing Demon Dragon King, its power was smaller than expected.

    Naturally it was because of Sun-woo.

    In fact, even the surrounding sea of flames wasn’t the Demon Dragon King’s doing but merely damage from the aftermath of fighting Sun-woo.

    Thud!

    The Demon Dragon King that had been flapping its wings trying to rise into the air crashed back into the ground.

    Because Sun-woo, who appeared above the Demon Dragon King’s head, swung his fist at its head without mercy.

    This time he had defensive magic wrapped around his head beforehand so he didn’t faint, but he couldn’t help settling back down to the ground.

    [Kuaaaa! You insect-like bastard! Don’t interfere!]

    The Demon Dragon King that landed on the ground tried to deploy magic circles in the air to attack Sun-woo, but Sun-woo’s sword that flew faster than that broke the magic circles.

    Of course, the Demon Dragon King’s magic skills were far superior to Sun-woo’s, but Sun-woo wasn’t an easy wizard either.

    Even if winning in magical combat was difficult, he could identify the core of the opponent’s magic circles.

    Once the core was identified, the magic circle posed no problem for Sun-woo who had the Heteromorphic Sword.

    In the meantime, low-circle magic that didn’t need magic circles was shot toward Sun-woo.

    But it couldn’t hit Sun-woo who ran around stepping on air and even crossed through space.

    Moreover, the slow breath attacks made it even harder to hit Sun-woo.

    He tried wildly spewing breath to take the city’s humans hostage, but Sun-woo paid no attention at all and focused on wounding the Demon Dragon King’s body.

    Therefore, the Demon Dragon King tried not to use breath attacks if possible.

    “Really not effective at all.”

    After wounding the Demon Dragon King’s wing once more and stepping back, Sun-woo clicked his tongue softly.

    The wing where the membrane had been cut by Sun-woo’s sword was healing at a fast pace.

    Unlike ordinary attacks, holy power could penetrate demonic energy and wound the Demon Dragon King.

    However, unlike attacks coated with demonic energy which slowed wound recovery, the wounds recovered in real-time.

    Thanks to that, despite fighting for quite a while, he couldn’t settle the match.

    ‘Should I bring out demonic energy? The contamination is severe, so summoners probably won’t see. What if I knock out the saint?’

    It was a method that looked flimsy even to himself, but he was busy just blocking it from rising into the air.

    If it used spatial transfer again, things would certainly become more difficult.

    Unable to think of another method, Sun-woo looked at the goddess standing far away with an apologetic expression.

    And the goddess seemed to misunderstand Sun-woo’s expression.

    [You don’t need to feel sorry about the surrounding damage. Just evacuating people with only this much damage is excellent.]

    Since there were no people around, she freely utilized the goddess’s abilities. Having directly connected to Sun-woo’s mind, she continued speaking.

    [Thanks to people evacuating, I don’t need to purify, so I’ll join the fight too. Protect me!]

    The goddess injected holy power into the saint’s body to the fullest.

    She’d certainly suffer for a while after the fight ended, but that’s how clergy were.

    She planned to settle things by having her holy power increase a bit after suffering.

    When the holy power reached saturation, she fired holy power shaped like a harpoon toward the Demon Dragon King fighting Sun-woo.

    The harpoon made of invisible holy power, trailing a rope made of holy power behind it, embedded itself in the Demon Dragon King’s head.

    [Kack! What is this! This insane holy power! Who is it!]

    In the middle of a death battle with Sun-woo, he turned his body looking for the target from the sudden pain, but Sun-woo wouldn’t let that slide.

    Sun-woo’s attacks became even more fierce, and the goddess began pulling the rope made of holy power.

    Krarararara!

    [Kuaaaaaack!]

    The Demon Dragon King roared and the Demon Lord’s scream echoed in people’s minds.

    And Sun-woo and the goddess could see black smoke protruding from the demon dragon’s body.

    The smoke that looked cat-like, snake-like, and human-like was skewered on the harpoon made of holy power, trying to come out of the dragon’s body.

    But the smoke that came out slightly began being absorbed back inside.

    [This is the limit! I can’t pull it out because the dragon’s original consciousness is asleep! We need to wake the consciousness quickly!]

    At the goddess’s voice echoing in his head, Sun-woo, who had been about to rush forward again, stopped abruptly.

    Isabel, sealed in the lair, came to mind.


    At the same time.

    In Red Dragon Zigmund’s lair, a battle between wizards and Daniel’s party was taking place.

    Daniel blocked the wizards’ magic with his shield and Iliana attacked with the holy sword.

    And with Alda’s spirits providing support from a distance, the wizards were quickly dealt with.

    The wizards who couldn’t even flee while carrying out the Demon Dragon King’s order to destroy the lair when he left all lost their lives at Daniel’s party’s hands.

    “Fortunately the demonic energy weakened after the Demon Dragon King left.”

    At the words Iliana spoke while putting her sword in its sheath, Alda looked around.

    As she said, the murky color seemed a bit lighter than before.

    “But what’s that ice statue over there?”

    At Iliana’s question, Alda made an affectionate expression and looked at the sealed Isabel and Daniel approaching Isabel.

    Because Alda had also heard the story involving him and Isabel during her time with Daniel.

    Standing before Isabel, Daniel let out a soft exclamation at her sealed appearance.

    “Fortunately. All the injured parts have returned to normal.”

    The severed arm and gouged side were all restored to their original state.

    Though she had turned into an ice statue-like state, Daniel breathed a sigh of relief at her healthy appearance.

    Daniel, who stood like that for a moment, hesitantly placed a finger on Isabel’s shoulder.

    At that moment,

    A sword shot toward the sealed Isabel from behind Daniel.

    Iliana, who had approached at some point, thrust out her sword.

    Phuak!


    “What are you doing! I can’t hold on anymore!”

    At Sun-woo suddenly stopping and agonizing, the saint shouted loudly.

    It seemed even maintaining the mental connection was too much from the holy power consumption.

    “Just run up and punch it in the head or something! We just need to wake it up!”

    The saint continued shouting at Sun-woo in frustration.

    If only Sun-woo would move, they could certainly defeat the Demon Dragon King.

    Though people treated it as legend, for gods and dragons, the Demon Dragon King story was an actual past event.

    It was the time when countries were barely beginning to take shape again after the magic empire’s destruction.

    The Demon Dragon King that appeared then. The demon dragon possessed by a Demon Lord destroyed many countries barely growing into nations and killed countless dragons.

    The gods and remaining dragons who feared people would be terrified seeing dragons erased as much of the story about the Demon Dragon King from humans’ memories as possible.

    But the Demon Dragon King remained as legend among humans, and deep within humans remained anger and fear toward dragons.

    In any case, there was no guarantee a Demon Dragon King that appeared once wouldn’t appear again.

    They could prepare for ordinary(?) Demon Lords or simply contaminated demon dragons, but preparing for demon dragons possessed by Demon Lords wasn’t easy.

    So gods and dragons had prepared over a long time.

    They set the trap of sleeping dragons.

    Dragons deliberately slept for certain periods and created the switch called incarnations that they left externally, preparing for Demon Lord possession.

    And gods without physical bodies used the same method as Demon Lords called ‘possession’ to directly manifest their holy power on earth.

    Of course, possessing priests was prepared not only for the Demon Dragon King but to face Demon Lords, but Goddess Frig possessed the saint to deal with the Demon Dragon King that appeared this time.

    Of course, she had also come personally to observe Sun-woo…

    ‘Why is that human suddenly acting like that? And did Iliana fail? Why hasn’t it awakened yet?’

    As the goddess thought, Knight Commander Iliana failed to eliminate Isabel.

    “Urgh.”

    Blood poured profusely onto Isabel’s body that looked like ice.

    It was the blood of Daniel who blocked Iliana’s sword with his body.

    “I suspected, but… so Isabel was the target after all?”

    Iliana had come worried about the saint. The moment she, who should have followed the departing saint alone, came to this place instead, Daniel couldn’t help but be suspicious.

    Fortunately his suspicion paid off and he could block her sword, but blocking the next attack with an injured body was too difficult.

    “Step back!”

    At Alda’s shout while summoning spirits everywhere, Iliana threw down her sword and raised both hands.

    “I failed so I surrender. I’ve carried out the saint’s orders, so I’ll accept punishment graciously.”

    It seemed even Iliana disliked the order.

    When Iliana threw down her sword, Alda ran toward Daniel.

    At that moment, light began bursting out from Isabel covered in blood.

    The seal was breaking.

    ***

    Sun-woo, who had been listening to the saint’s shouts, made up his mind.

    His appearance vanished from that spot and revealed itself before the chest of the agonizing dragon.

    Sun-woo, who approached the dragon through Heteromorphic Transformation, raised his sword and thrust it into the dragon’s chest.

    The sword filled with holy power embedded itself deeply into the dragon’s chest.

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