I, the Lord of the Fifth Throne, am the source of all things!

When they discovered that cutting the wooden stems with silver had triggered a freezing reaction that stopped the magic, they immediately realized that the stems were all the work of a dragon.

"It's a dragon!! And it's attacking under the sun?!?"

The dragon hunter was both shocked and furious upon realizing the truth.

Surprisingly, the common sense that dragons don't attack under the sun has been shattered.

What's infuriating is that they're being attacked like this even during the day; do they want to kill everyone?

Meanwhile, in the very heart of this forest.

"We've caught a lot of food."

The appearance of this obese, middle-aged dragon, the Fat Dragon Melgoupd, is very satisfied with his masterpiece.

He was sitting on a chair made of trees, with a silver-haired maid in twin ponytails standing beside him.

This dense forest, so thick that sunlight can't penetrate it, is his masterpiece.

By transforming trees into dragons and controlling them, one can not only move them but also continue to use their leaves to block out the sunlight.

It can be described as a mobile fortress.

Just then, an old chef with a broken leg and two young maids walked up behind Fat Dragon.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Lord Melcoup,"

The old chef, his face covered in cold sweat, tremblingly presented the food he had made: lamb mille-feuille.

Upon seeing the food being served, the fat dragon immediately drooled and couldn't wait to enjoy it.

He imitated how humans eat at a table, carefully savoring the food with a knife and fork.

"So beautiful... Wait, what's that smell!?"

After chewing and swallowing, a satisfied smile appeared on his plump face.

But just as he was about to comment on the food, he caught a whiff of an incredibly rich aroma.

He looked around, trying to find the source of the smell, and finally looked at the trembling old chef and two maids, saying, "Is there any more food? Bring it out quickly! Or I'll eat you up!!!"

Fat Dragon had never smelled such a fragrant aroma before.

It smelled far better than the food he was eating now, and even more so than the smell of human flesh and blood, which he loved to eat.

He wanted to eat it, and couldn't wait to taste the source of the aroma.

"No, it wasn't me..."

The old chef was so frightened that he took two steps back and quickly waved his hands, saying it wasn't him.

His two maids were so frightened that they burst into tears.

Why did the old chef lose a leg? Because it was eaten by the fat dragon in front of him.

Fat Dragon enjoys delicious food, but his favorite food is human flesh.

"Where is it? Where is it...?"

Fat Dragon ignored the old chef and the maid. He tried to sniff the air and found that the fragrance was getting closer and closer, as if it came from—the heavens!

call out---!

Fat Dragon confirmed the source of the fragrance and looked up at the sky, where a sudden whooshing sound came from above.

Then a dark shadow passed through the dense foliage that blocked out the sunlight and landed directly on the ground.

Duanmu Lian looked around and raised an eyebrow when she saw the silver-haired twin-tailed maid next to the fat dragon, as if she hadn't expected to run into an acquaintance here.

That's right, the silver-haired maid standing next to the fat dragon at this moment is the same one who approached Duanmu Lian in the old world using the maid's appearance.

At this moment, Fei Hong was also taken aback when she saw Duanmu Lian suddenly barging into the forest.

Then I felt a strange sense of fear and unease.

He didn't recognize the man in front of him, but there was a sense of familiarity between them.

And within this sense of familiarity lies a sense of dread.

Who is this guy...?

"It smells so good! You smell amazing! Let me have a taste!!!"

After Duanmu Lian arrived, Fei Manlong was greeted by a rich and fragrant aroma.

He had never smelled such a fragrant scent before, so his head transformed into an ugly dragon and lunged at Duanmu Lian.

The Fat Dragon can use predatory magic.

This is a type of magic that allows for a silent, supersonic, and ultimately deadly surprise attack.

However, the spell cannot be activated if there is no prey.

Duanmu Lian tempered her body, making it flawless and without any impurities.

At the same time, because they have eaten fantasy ingredients and nurtured their bodies, they have an irresistible aroma in the sense of smell of some creatures.

However, one can only smell the fragrance, but not the intense, deadly sense of crisis.

In Duanmu Lian's eyes, this fat dragon was nothing more than a gluttonous wild boar.

"Fat piglet, eat me? You're the one I'll eat!"

Seeing the fat dragon pounce towards her like a tortoise crawling, Duanmu Lian raised her hand and her five fingers pierced straight into the other's neck like steel needles.

Then, a terrifying and unique flame power erupted, instantly enveloping the entire Fat Dragon.

"Wa ...

Under the horrified gaze of the old chef and the two maids, Fat Dragon immediately let out a bloodcurdling scream.

But the strange flames did not burn him to ashes.

Instead, it began to compress the fat dragon's body.

In less than three seconds, the enormous and obese fat dragon was refined into a round pill the size of an egg in the flames.

This is a pill refined from the full life force of the fat dragon.

The Blazing Flame Formless Technique practiced by Duanmu Lian includes the Crimson Fire Divine Art, and once the Crimson Fire Divine Art reaches a certain level, it can refine a person's essence!

This move can refine the opponent's body and life force into essence, which can then be absorbed by the Blazing Flame Formless for one's own use.

However, it is important to pay attention to the balance of Yin and Yang.

"Hah—"

Duanmu Lian raised his hand and tossed the meatball in his palm into his mouth, chewing it. He then walked over to Elisa, who had silver hair and pigtails, and looked her up and down. After swallowing and digesting what was in his mouth, he spoke:

"You...aren't human, are you?"

"Hey!?"

Upon hearing this, Alicia made a terrified and bewildered expression.

I didn't notice the magnolia before.

However, after achieving an absolute breakthrough in power during his battle with Kamui, he now discovers something amiss about Alicia, the person who had contacted him in the Old World.

Why is there no heartbeat in your body?

A dark shadow crept onto Duanmu Lian's face, making it impossible for Alicia, who was looking up at him, to see his expression.

In the old world, no one paid attention to this maid who was dressed as a man.

But now, with her keen senses, Duanmu Lian noticed something unusual about this familiar person after carefully examining him.

That means there's no heartbeat!

"------!"

Alicia, or rather Scarlet, couldn't help but shudder. She hadn't expected that this would make the other party notice something was wrong.

What made him want to shout out loud was—just how sharp is this guy's hearing? He can even hear a person's heartbeat!?

"W-what are you saying? I..."

Scarlet was about to continue making excuses, but before he could finish speaking, his face immediately froze.

He looked down and saw that Duanmu Lian's right hand had somehow pierced his chest, leaving a large hole in his heart.

"As expected, it doesn't have a heart."

Duanmu Lian gripped Alisha's shoulders to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Looking at the empty space in the other person's body, he nodded to confirm that his senses were correct, then turned to look in another direction and said:

"A very special kind of immortality. This guy has a dragon scent on him. Although the scent is so faint that it's almost undetectable, the quality of it is something that even a high-ranking dragon can't match."

At that moment, in the direction Duanmu Lian was looking, a red-haired woman with heterochromatic eyes wearing a triangular wizard's hat walked out with a gloomy face.

In Duanmu Lian's eyes, this woman exuded a deathly aura that was even more foul than feces.

That's why he was certain that this woman was someone important.

As Scarlet looked at the somewhat familiar man before him, and at the starlight in the man's eyes that resembled that of the Silver Princess, he tried to recall if he had seen him somewhere before.

Beings capable of instantly killing high-ranking dragons are extremely rare in today's world, and his intelligence network could not possibly ignore such an existence.

"Who are you?" Scarlet asked in a deep voice.

"That's the question I should be asking. You're neither a half-dragon nor a human, so what exactly are you?"

As Duanmu Lian spoke, she activated the Hun Tian Ling with her mind.

The seven-foot-long red ribbon that shot out from his body bound the other person like a dumpling in the blink of an eye.

The crimson figure, lying on the ground, looked ashen-faced as it struggled.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the bindings of the Hun Tian Ling.

Similarly, they cannot commit suicide.

"Heh, although I don't know the full principle behind your immortality, it's probably related to the heart you don't have with you, and you can only switch to a new body by committing suicide, right?"

After glancing at Alicia's corpse, which had a large hole in its chest, and then at Crimson, who was bound like a caterpillar on the ground, Duanmu Lian smiled with absolute certainty: