Chapter 168 Going All Out

Chapter 168 Going All Out

"Huu..."

Without wasting time, Rey decided to take the initiative and activate his Skills.

No holding back.

'[Absolute Defense]. [Grand Armament]. [Holy Shield]. [Greater Warrior's Mantle]. [Greater Protection Field]. [Greater Battle Aura]. [Safe Haven]. [Perception]. [Super Speed]. [Farsight]. [Danger Sense]. [Super Strength]. [Breakdown]. [Lightning Coat]. [Burning Aura]. [Mana Cloak]. [Energy Shield]. [Quick Feet]. [Eye Of Truth]. [Flight].'

Rey kept Skills like [Absolute Healing] on standby, in case he needed it.

His Passive Skills; [Grand Magic Mastery], [Grand Magic Application], [Item Equip], [Greater Full Resistance], [Quick Casting], [Hiddenness], [Greater Energy Recovery], and [Combat Application] were already active.

However, Rey wasn't done.

He was prepared to use the rest of his Skills at any time.

Of course, some were going to be useless; like [Corruption Poison], [Camouflage], [Copy], [Projection], [False Pain], [Blindness], [Flare], etc.

However, Rey still had very impressive abilities in his arsenal.

[Absolute Wind Magic]. [Absolute Spatial Magic]. [Grand Light Magic]. [Grand Sound Magic]. [Grand Fire Magic]. [Greater Ice Magic]. [Greater Weapon Summon]. [Black Hole]. [Greater Lightning Magic]. [Transmute]. [Greater Explosion Magic]. [Greater Corrosion]. [Force]. [Shadow Magic]. [Gateway Portal]. [Quick Teleport]... and so on.

If it came down to it, he would have to use [Divine Beast Summon] and [Divine Holy Sword].

Rey wanted to avoid that, though. He didn't want to use such Skills in front of Adonis.

'There'd be no getting around that.'

It was better if everyone believed his limits existed in the S-Tier and nothing beyond.

'It's not like I'm entirely out of options...'

He had a total of 69 Skills now.

Rey found it a bit hilarious since that was his current Level as well.

'A perfect way to fight!'

With all these abilities wholly or partially activated, along with the powers hidden within his several Magic Items, Rey felt like he was good to go.

'Now come, Jer'ard! Show me some of that Dragon powe—!'

Before Rey finished his line of thought, he heard a blood curdling scream from above him.

"KYAAAAAAAAA!!! W-W-W-WHAT KIND OF MONSTER ARE YOU?!" Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

The scream came from the Dragon Commander who now looked in horror.

More shrieks proceeded from his lips as he pointed at Rey, trembling to his very core.

His eyes were wide open, with beads of sweat dripping down his face.

All the confidence and pride he once held was nowhere to be seen.

"Y-YOU... YOU'RE NOT HUMAN! YOU CAN'T BE HUMAN"

More screams, as if the Dragon was venturing into the very end of insanity, burst out from Jer'ard's wide open mouth.

Saliva poured out as he shouted, screamed, squeaked. and trembled before a power he now considered to be beyond human.

... To be beyond monstrous!

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Jer'ard wasn't a very strong Dragon.

He knew that within himself.

There were far more powerful Dragons that existed in the Empire, and he knew he was just about average.

His Combat Ability was quite low, and his Mana was just a bit better than others.

The only reason he was regarded as somewhat special and competent was his S-Tier Skill [Absolute Spatial Magic].

Spatial Magic and Skills weren't that rare among Dragons, but it was very rare for Dragons to have it at such a high Tier.

Especially a Dragon Commander.

Jer'ard was regarded as special only because of that power... a power he was only lucky to have thanks to his superior bloodline.

If it wasn't for his father, then maybe...

Still, he made this power his own.

He utilized it well, and he was able to climb to the ranks of Commander—though that was where he plateaued.

For some reason, he could not rely on his superior bloodline to advance him beyond his current three-horned state.

It seemed it was only Spatial Magic he could obtain from his father's genes.

Still, though, as long as he could live under the illusion of his strength, Jer'ard was fine.

He was still strong when it came to normal standards.

And so, anytime he massacred inferior creatures—like those Hobgoblins who dared to harvest Monster Cores, or the DarkWolves they bred, or the humans who tried to defy him—he was able to momentarily forget his own weakness.

He was able to feel good.

However, at this very moment, the illusion was shattered.

"U-UUUU..."

Now that he was standing before a truly powerful entity, Jer'ard knew he was a fraud.

Deep down, he had always known...

"UWAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

... He was weak!

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[A/N]

Thanks for reading!

Okay... sorry about that.

Seems there wasn't a fight this chapter, so I guess I misled you guys.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter, though.