Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 617 The King's Nemesis! The Obsidian Dragon of Slaughter!
Dragons have no soul.

It's a very strange feeling.

A piece of the spines on its back was missing, and beneath its hard black scales, there was a pit just big enough for a person to sit in.

Sitting in the pit, the hard black scales radiated a fiery heat, and a strong heartbeat accompanied the muffled rise and fall of his breath.

Each of these points proves that the Black Dragon is alive.

But it has no soul.

Its spiritual power is immense and dissipated, yet extremely mechanical and cold.

Not a single emotion emanated from the massive black dragon.

He seemed to be just a living shell.

When Erin "blinked" onto the black dragon's tail, his mental energy immediately merged into a vast, boundless, yet empty sea of ​​spirit, and he instantly became the master of that sea.

With a thought, the black dragon's mountain-like body would be at his disposal.

"what is this?"

Closing his eyes, he stroked the hard scales, carefully feeling the control he had over the black dragon's body. Erin raised an eyebrow:

"A bio-mechanical mech, a giant dragon Gundam?"

"Beast Roar: Summon Dragon" was even more unexpected than he had imagined. He had thought it would summon a dragon from the distant past that worshipped Shagdarzab, the supreme deity of the One-Eyed Clan, the god of roar, hunting, and taming.

He was just thinking about how to explain to the summoned dragon why a human, a witcher, could master the beast roar of the Cyclops clan.

He even thought about it...

If the situation turns bad, "Beast Roar: Summon Dragon" summons all sorts of hostile monsters like the convergence of celestial spheres, and you can take advantage of the chaos to find an opportunity to escape.

Having created such a huge disturbance, Wigford and Lydia van Bradwater will surely be able to get Hen Gedmiddis out of Ban Ad, and their mission will be accomplished.

but now……

"Perhaps I can do more!"

Following his body's instinctive impulse, the Witcher closed his eyes, and the ferocious black dragon suddenly opened its scarlet, savage, burning vertical pupils.

"Roar!"

The bat's wings, which blotted out the sky, suddenly unfurled, and it roared to the heavens, announcing its arrival.

They immediately spotted the figure on the ground that hadn't gone too far.

Although no one knows what deep-seated grudge Sunny has against the Witchers, just the fact that he has been making things difficult for the Wolf School and has been plotting to exterminate the Witchers means he's already on Arryn's death list.

And as previously speculated, the rescue of Hen Gedimidis does not mean the end of the Witcher's mission.

He would certainly punish Sunny severely, but he would not kill him, nor would he do anything to Ben Ade's radicals.

On the contrary, once the situation calms down, the radicals will definitely make a comeback.

Before today, Erin had pondered this for a long time, trying many times without finding a solution, but now he seemed to have the most direct and permanent solution...

"Whoo~"

The black dragon's eyes gleamed with a scarlet light.

With a wave of his bat wings, he was like a king of the air element, and there was no resistance in his path forward.

The gale, as docile as a loyal servant, propelled the black dragon's massive body, effortlessly plunging it down at incredible speed.

"run!"

Upon realizing he was being targeted, Sunny roared and instinctively cast a spell to summon a portal.

He raised a hand, but only sensed a dull, clumsy spatial force around him. He then remembered that before he returned from the withered forest and went down to the underground palace, Ottoran had already ordered the activation of the spatial stillness rituals hidden throughout the new city of Ban Ade.

"Damn it!" Sunny cursed.

He felt an increasingly terrifying, pricking sensation on his back, and knew that simply running was not an option to outrun a flying dragon.

"We can't run away!"

Sunny, veins bulging on his forehead, roared at the surrounding Ban Adler wizards:
"It's just a dragon that has long been eliminated by this world. Now, humans are the masters of this world, and our Ban Ade is the strongest superhuman force in the human world."

Why should we fear a monster that has been abandoned by the times?

"Everyone stop!"

Sunny waved his arms wildly, his tone impassioned and inflammatory:
"Activate the gem, aim at the black dragon's eye..."

"Don't worry about the gems you consume. Kill that black dragon, and everything except 'Wild Hunt' is yours!"

Because of the ever-approaching and terrifying pressure, and the high cost and rarity of the instant-trigger gems, the hesitant Ban Ad Wizard's eyes immediately flashed with greed, and he instantly forgot about his own life and death.

Black dragon!

Let alone a black dragon, even the weakest blue or green dragon would be priceless.

It is a city of true value.

The last sorcerer who found the body of an unexpectedly deceased green dragon and presented its head to the King of Hidaris was immediately granted the title of Baron of the United Kingdom of Kovir and Bovis, as well as a wealthy small town.

And this is only one dragon head.

Power, legitimacy, strength...

The value of dragons in the northern continent is extraordinary. A dragon head that may seem to have only decorative value could very well be related to the change of royal power and the morale of the people.

So……

What is the value of a black dragon that has been extinct in the northern continent for hundreds of years?
The eyes of the Ban Ade wizards turned completely red, seemingly no longer able to feel the increasingly heavy and terrifying pressure, and hurriedly formed a protective barrier in front of Sunny.

In the blink of an eye.

Red, blue, and brown magical barriers were layered upon each other.

Miguel also unleashed his strongest defensive spell, but he was not blinded by the seemingly easy wealth, despite the value of the black dragon.

He glanced furtively at his colleagues and subordinates, whose faces were flushed and who were on the verge of madness, and then at Senny, whose expression was even more frantic.

My heart sank involuntarily.

The Black Dragon, in the oldest prophecies, is the natural enemy of all living beings, the minions of White Frost, and the destroyer of the world…

Will it really be solved so easily?

The green and blue dragons gradually disappeared because they were too weak and often attacked human towns.

Even the mighty red dragon was hunted by humans during periods of low magical energy.

but……

but!

I have never heard of a black dragon dying at the hands of any human.

They simply reduced their activities on the northern continent as the magical tides subsided, then fell into slumber, and then seemingly disappeared completely one day.

Even now, no one knows how a black dragon attacks, or what kind of innate spells and attack methods it possesses.

then.

Miguel subconsciously stopped paying attention to the black dragon and instead looked around for an opportunity to escape the battlefield.

Everything is possible only when a person is alive.

Henry Gedimidis, Ban Ad Academy, and the Warlock Kingdom all have a chance to salvage the situation.

What good is a black dragon in exchange for the entire Temuria if a person dies?

Sunny did not notice anything unusual about Miguel.

He stared intently at the black dragon's crimson vertical pupils, waiting for the dragon to fly into the range of most attack spells...

"attack!!!"

Sunny roared angrily, his beard bristling.

"Crack~ Crack~ Crack~" In the blink of an eye, the gem-studded button on the chest of Ban Ad's black wizard robe shattered simultaneously.

Streaks of magical light, distorting the air, flashed by and pierced through the air, rushing towards the ferocious-looking black dragon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of spells exploded on the black dragon's body, sending up plumes of black smoke that enveloped its entire form.

A semi-transparent shockwave spread out and, in the blink of an eye, swept across the buildings on the ground.

The newly built towering clock tower in the upper city broke off at its base, tilted, and crashed into the magical barrier of the nearby Dwarf Bank, the Vivaldi Bank.

The bank employees fled the moment the black dragon appeared, leaving the magic barrier unattended and requiring a core replacement.

The golden magical barrier flickered a few times, and the magnificent arched stone roof of the Vivaldi Bank collapsed. The ruins further away also collapsed again, with the sounds of collision and roar blending together.

Gravel and dust rose up at the same time, merging with the black smoke in the sky.

"It worked?!"

The wizards of Ban Ade cried out in delight, for wealth, power, and status were within their grasp in the blink of an eye.

Sunny immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He could see it clearly, although not many attacks hit the dragon's theoretically most vulnerable eyes.

However, almost all the attack spells landed squarely on the black dragon's body.

Although the dragon's scales are quite sturdy armor, being hit by so many powerful spells would leave it severely injured, if not dead.

What he feared most was the extremely fast black dragon, which would suddenly dodge, causing all the attacks that triggered the gems to miss.

Fortunately, what he feared did not happen.

However, he still kept shouting, warning everyone to be careful.

“Even easier to deal with than I imagined…” Sunny curled the corners of his mouth, already imagining how he would create the Ottoland and Risberg civil cooperative after obtaining the treasure that could manipulate the celestial spheres.

As for Henri Gedimidis...

With that treasure, even if the dean wakes up, he will acknowledge everything he has done for the academy.

That's right!

Henry Gedimidis must approve of me!
If it weren't for me, Ben Ade would have been crushed by Henry Gedimidis and never recovered. How could he have been reborn after being destroyed once?
Lost in thought, Sunny involuntarily took two steps forward, then drifted off into thoughts of Vigforts, of the free spirits who refused to accept their fate...

At this time.

"Why hasn't anything happened yet?" A slight commotion arose among the Ban Ade wizards.

The black dragon is not as high off the ground as it initially was, but so much time has passed, and it should have crashed to the ground amidst thick smoke and dust, yet there has been no movement whatsoever.

Sunny sensed something was wrong.

Miguel also withdrew his gaze. He squinted, and suddenly saw something in the black smoke. His expression changed drastically, and he reached out his right hand to grab Senny, shouting:

"The Black Dragon is not dead!"

"Quick! Hide in the underground palace..."

The words have not yet finished...

"call!"

The wind howled, sweeping away layers of thick smoke and dust.

The crimson vertical pupils seemed to be filled with blood and something else, and the indifference unique to reptiles.

That magnificent creation, as beautiful and majestic as obsidian, had no trace on its crystalline black scales.

The black dragon was completely unharmed during that magical bombardment.

Sunny and the other wizards of Ben Ade were stunned, and then, under the immense pressure, they scattered and fled in fear and disarray.

"Run! That's a monster! That's a monster!"

"Don't block my way! Let me go first!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

……

Fear exploded as if it were a tangible thing.

With death looming in their grasp, the wizards could no longer care about camaraderie or shared ideals. They pushed and shoved each other, scattering like headless flies.

Many male wizards tripped over the loose stones under their feet, and without wiping the blood seeping from their bodies, they walked towards any passable path, regardless of whose shouts and commands were coming from behind them.

Survival is the greatest instinct at this moment.

"Senni, the underground palace!"

As the crowd pushed and shoved, Sunny and Miguel grew further and further apart. Miguel anxiously tried to get closer and shouted loudly.

But in the next instant, he suddenly found that his vision had darkened and a huge shadow, as large as a mountain, had enveloped the entire street.

In an instant...

Despite the noise around him, Miguel felt a quietness so profound that he could hear his own heartbeat, thumping like a death knell.

He stiffly looked up and saw a black scythe gleaming with a chilling light, hooking its prey.

"Kacha~Kacha~Kacha~"

The layers of magical barriers, like fragile sugar shells, offered no resistance whatsoever and were easily crushed.

Sunny howled, oblivious to the elemental turmoil, unleashing countless spells in the blink of an eye, and then...

He was casually pinched by three sharp claws right in front of Miguel.

With a "baji" sound.

Blood and flesh spurted out, falling in large clumps onto the ground, making it impossible to recognize its original shape.

Miguel dazedly wiped his face, the liquid and solid splattered there, the strong smell of rust mixed with a unique yew wood scent wafting up.

"what--"

In an instant, time seemed to restart, and a piercing noise exploded in his ears, puncturing his eardrums.

"Senny is dead?"

"The Dean of Ban Ade, the new king of the sorcerer kingdom, the future of human evolution..."

"Just like that... he died so casually?"

Miguel looked up blankly, his gaze meeting that of a pair of cold, scarlet vertical pupils.

A flash of red light appeared in those vertical pupils, and the black dragon opened its ferocious, blood-red maw.

Miguel stood frozen in place, watching helplessly as the incandescent light rose, gathered, expanded, and swelled within the black dragon's throat...

The intense magical fluctuations caused the air to tremble and the temperature to soar instantly.

"Am I going to die too?"

A thought suddenly flashed through Miguel's mind.

The ancient well in the underground palace is not far away, so there is still a chance to escape at this moment.

But he only glanced at the pieces of flesh on the ground that could hardly be called a corpse. For a moment, whether it was the dragon's terrifying pressure or the restless magical fluctuations, he had no desire to escape.

next second...

"boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the blazing sun shone before him...

In full bloom!

(End of this chapter)