Chapter 475 End Of The Line [Pt 1]

Chapter 475 End Of The Line [Pt 1]

"I'll have to apologize to Jet for not listening to his final words."

Noah sheathed his blade as he heaved a sigh, a bit of mist leaking out of his lips. He cast his gaze on Britta, who remained silent as she lay on the ground.

It would be a lie if he said he didn't feel bad for her.

Not only had she lost to him, but her entire resolve—the strength she painstakingly mustered so she could raise her blade—was rendered useless by him.

"You shouldn't feel too bad." Noah mumbled as he stared off into the distance.

Despite Britta bleeding, he didn't pay much attention to her. He already knew she wouldn't die or suffer permanent damage from her injury.

He also had some attention on her, so she wouldn't be able to catch him by surprise.

'Not that it would happen, though...' One look at Britta was enough to tell Noah that her will to fight was gone.

He had utterly broken her fighting spirit.

"I don't need your pity." She whispered in response.

Noah sighed and shook his head the moment he heard this. "That's not why I said it, though."

He raised his hand and pointed his finger in a particular direction that was a short distance from where they were.

The battle between Jet and Sebas was reaching an explosive climax, and as Noah saw the brilliant display of destruction, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"They make our fight look like child's play." He commented, now turning back to see Britta.

"I know you must have your reasons for suspecting Jet and Lux, and I don't think you're being irrational in your stance."

He heaved a heavy sigh and shrugged.

"It's just... I also have my reasons for trusting him."

Noah began to walk away from Britta, his sights set on the white dome that he was tasked with protecting.

"You... were?you this strong back then?" Britta's voice suddenly echoed, causing him to stop dead in his tracks. "When I constantly challenged you, were you already so strong?"

Noah's smile broadened and he shook his head.

"No. I leveled up considerably during this Conquest. I expected you to have done the same, but in all likelihood, your group must have avoided danger to preserve energy and reduce risks."

'So how in the world is he still able to keep up with me?!'

Adonis could recover both his Mana and Life Force by using passive Skills, and while Dragons were also notorious for having the same capabilities, Adonis found it increasingly strange that Jet wasn't showing any signs of recovery, yet he was still fighting on a somewhat even ground with him.

'The sheer skill he has with the blade is incredible, and his combat application is nearly flawless.'

Even though Adonis was obviously the superior one when it came to Stats, it constantly felt like Jet was just the better fighter.

'Dragons are strong, but they're not very good in Combat Application, especially in human form. They mostly rely on Magic and Skills.' Adonis' eyes narrowed in thought.

Jet seemed to be the exception to that standard, though.

Not only was he a much better fighter, but he didn't display any proper Magic-based abilities.

That was too strange to ignore.

'Is it possible that I was wrong? Could it be...?' Adonis glanced at Lux, who seemed to be a more typical example of a Dragon.

However, with both of them working so well in sync—another trait that wasn't seen with Dragons—Adonis began to doubt her identity as a Dragon as well.

'But... the future, and the Spatial Magic... and...'

A creeping thought entered Adonis' mind as he felt himself doubting all of the theories and assertions he made.

'What if there was another explanation? Is there something I'm missing?'

As his heart raced quickly and his exhaustion slowly began to vanish, he noticed Jet falling on one knee—a weakened mess.

"It seems... I've reached my limit." He whispered, a sad smile spreading on his face as he stared at Adonis.

"This looks like the end."

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