Chapter 477 Emergence Of The Undying
Tears filled the eyes of many Adventurers who heard those words. New novel chapters are published on
Watching Jet stand up for the spirit of the Adventurers, despite being betrayed by the very same people that should have represented that ideal, caused the heart of many to melt.
Even the skeptical ones among the audience could no longer maintain it.
They were thoroughly moved!
"W-we were wrong! We were wrong, Sir Jet!"
"Please forgive me! To think I ever doubted you...!"
"I have committed a great sin!"
"Sir Sebas, you are wrong! Sir Jet isn't that kind of man!"
More declarations like this filled the air in an overwhelmingly loud surge of noise from the golden side.
All of the Adventurers, without exception, completely lost all suspicion towards him.
There was no way a Dragon could replicate the kind of pride that Jet displayed as he declared his true identity as an Adventurer.
Every Adventurer could feel it in their core—this man was genuine.
"I... I..." Sebas muttered, his head hanging heavily on his shoulder as he seemed conflicted on just what to do.
It seemed he found it difficult to reconcile the Jet that he had in his head with the one that currently stood opposite him.
"Sebas, I do not know where your deep-seated suspicion truly lie. There's clearly more to this than you're letting on."
Jet began to approach Sebas—his steps measured, by evenly pace.
At first, the Sebas showed intense apprehension. However, after watching the harmless Jet slowly walk towards him, it all fizzled out.
The Chaos Blade was used to support Jet, like a walking stick, as he closed their distance. Finally, both sides stood opposite each other, practically only about ten inches apart.
"If you truly wish to know about my sister and I, how about you ask us in a peaceful manner; perhaps in a more appropriate setting?"
Jet raised his unoccupied hand and stretched it towards Sebas, going for a handshake.
"I respect you, Sebas. You're strong, and I can see an incredible sense of justice burning within your eyes." His smooth, calm words caused even more surprise to be displayed on Sebas' face.
"You don't have to like or respect me, but I do not want us to be enemies. So, why don't we just set aside our differences for now and look for a way to get out of this Dungeon?"
Those who set their eyes upon him shook in fear— indescribable fear that came with an impossible understanding of who, or rather what, this entity was.
Yes, it was a Skeletal Dragon, but no one had ever seen one with six horns.
For the majority who stared at this being, they indeed felt the weight of fear of them. Even if they dwelled in the realm of ignorance, they knew that this was an existence far higher than them.
However, for the one among them who had knowledge—who knew just what the six horns of the Dragon before him meant
—he didn't merely feel fear.
He experienced despair.
'T-that's not even a Commander... or a General...'
Appearing right in front of everyone, in that decisive moment, was a being that many had only heard of but never seen.
—A Dragon Lord!
"WHAT A COMMOTION YOU HAVE MADE..." The Dragon commented, casually having its seat while staring all around it.
"STILL, I QUITE ENJOYED WATCHING YOU SQUABBLE AMONGST YOURSELVES. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO STOP?"
The Adventurers would have gulped several times over, but they instinctively felt like they didn't even have the permission to do so.
"WELL, SINCE YOU ARE ALL DONE ENTERTAINING ME, I SUPPOSE IT'S TIME FOR THE LAST USE I WILL HAVE OF YOU..." No one could tell the expression of a Skeletal Dragon, but everyone who gazed upon this malevolent being instantly recognized what look it was making.
A broad, maniacal grin.
"YOU'LL MAKE A FINE ADDITION TO MY COLLECTION."
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