Chapter 641

Chapter 641

As the Banshee Legion Commander had revealed, Wingian's reverse scale was hidden atop its elongated tail feathers.

"So what about it...!"

Despite having his reverse scale exposed, Wingian was not at all perturbed.

"Do you think you could even dare to strike at my reverse scale?!"

"No, that, even your horns, eyes, beak, and wings have been shattered..."

Almost a complete destruction of his entire body and yet he still bluffs!

However, Wingian's bluster was not entirely in vain. Indeed, our heroes struggled to get near his tail.

Especially the tail feathers, as long as those of a phoenix, which Wingian wielded freely.

He lashed it like a whip, spread it wide like a peacock, and feathers continued to fall from there.

So far, our attacks worked, thanks to good luck and timing.

During the 'Wave Breeze' pattern, when he was immobilized in midair, we could continuously pummel his face.

We managed to cut off one of his wings with Verdandi's critical strike and brought him down successively.

But he was a son of the Black Dragon. A real dragon.

We couldn't kill him that easily. And Wingian rampaging on the ground would not allow a fatal blow to be dealt.

"Kiyaaaaah-!"

Even with his body half-destroyed, Wingian fiercely resisted, and our heroes began to suffer more injuries.

Seeing our heroes knocked down like bowling pins, I swallowed dryly.

At this rate...

Checking the time, I clicked my tongue internally.

The next breath is coming soon.

Until now, no one had died from his breath or feather barrage, but we were pushed to a dangerously precarious situation. I almost died myself.

Once the next breath was loaded, and another feather barrage prepared, the damage we might sustain was unimaginable. We had to make a move before then.

That was when it happened.

Tadadat-

Someone rushed past me towards Wingian.

I saw a flurry of long, white hair. Startled, I exclaimed.

"Nameless?!"

Nameless had been stationed elsewhere, along with Damien, with the magician party.

When did she run back here?

"Your subordinates were worried, so I came to support alone."

Nameless turned around and gave me a slight smile.

"You can work me a bit harder, Ash."

"..."

Every time I dealt with Nameless, my feelings grew complicated.

Her ill-fated destiny and... the anxiety that she might transform into something else someday.

But right now, we desperately needed her help. I nodded, and Nameless dashed forward.

On the battlefield, just then, the blind swordsman Nobody was drawing his blade from its sheath.

"Over here-!"

Flash!

Nobody's strike, second to none except in accuracy, flew in brilliantly and

Cherreak!

It cleanly bisected Wingian's tail feather.

It had been a series of missed strikes throughout the battle, but this one hit was a home run!

Wingian released a roar filled with pain and rage, and Nobody laughed heartily.

"I've beheaded the enemy leader-!"

"It's not the neck, man, that's the tail!"

Nonetheless, a significant feat!

As Nameless passed by the blind swordsman, she also drew her long sword from her back. Her worn iron sword gathered a dazzling swirl of light.

"Nameless One...!"

Sensing Nameless's presence, Wingian turned to attack her, but Dusk Bringar leaped in front of Wingian, wielding her chained greatsword.

"Dare you be distracted in my presence?!"

"Don't get cocky, half-dragon!"

Wingian, with too many enemies to hate, was nearly driven mad. He remained in a state of frenzy.

He seemed to decide to face Dusk Bringar first. The evil dragon opened its massive beak wide and then snapped it shut, precisely capturing Dusk Bringar's chained greatsword.

"Uh?!"

"Die-!"

It's strangely awkward to see that dragon lady treating someone as a senior... It feels weird...

"...Sis, then."

But after a slight smile, Nameless awkwardly returned the thumbs up to Dusk Bringar.

"Right. I am older than anyone here. Feel free to call me sister or whatever you prefer. It was a good kill for you too, little Dusk." (TL note: That same for younger girls to be called Eonnie, a.k.a., younger sister. Sounds weird, so I'm temporarily tranlasting it as "Little Dusk", instead of "Younger Sister Dusk" or just plain "Sister Dusk")

...Little Dusk?

What kind of rootless title is that?

Listening to us, our faces grew even more distorted with distress, but the two women didn't care and exchanged thumbs up, laughing heartily.

'Well, if Dusk and Nameless are happy, that's all that matters. Ash-ash cha-cha-cha...'

Anyway, we had safely dispatched Wingian.

There had been crises, moments when we almost died, and there were quite a few injuries. But, once again, we had managed to defeat the dragon without any deaths.

I surveyed the heroes around me, trying to assess the situation.

"Tend to the wounded first, gather the loot, and prepare for a slow retreat..."

Just then.

Sssss-

A chill ran down my neck.

I wasn't the only one to notice something was off. Nearly all the heroes sensed something and urgently grabbed their weapons.

"What's this?!"

I quickly turned around.

And thenthere it was.

The dark sky of the Lake Kingdom. From afar, an anciently majestic creature flew toward us, spreading its evil energy beneath it like a cloud, like a carpet. It fluttered its long, two-pronged beard as it flew.

In its front paws, it held a giant orb each, observing us with keen, flashing golden eyes...

A long, massive Eastern-style dragon.

"Scalian...!"

Recognizing it at a glance, I shouted.

"Its the 'Pure Scale of the Black Dragon'! Everyone, prepare for battle-!"

At my command, the utterly exhausted heroes quickly reformed their ranks and began preparing for dragon combat.

'Damn, I didn't expect it to intervene so soon!'

This is why I had mentioned the possibility of consecutive battles before.

Not just because we had to fight these creatures one after the other in the game.

In the game, it was a rare event that when one of the dragon siblings died, another would appear immediately for revenge.

And in the worst-case scenario, we could literally face three consecutive battles...!

'I prepared for it, but really, did it have to come now?!'

However, I also knew.

More often than not, the situation during battle wasnt the worst. Circumstances always seemed to spiral even lower than my worst expectations.

So, it was inevitable, in a way... predictable that this dragon would appear here!

"My lord...!"

Suddenly at my side, Lucas gestured to a scroll he held.

It was a dungeon escape teleport scroll. He suggested we should not overextend ourselves and escape.

'But we can't do that!'

Why else would we hunt these dragon sons before fighting the true Black Dragon?

To craft a Dragon Slayer, a weapon capable of inflicting damage on that transcendental dragon king.

But using the dungeon escape teleport scroll means forfeiting all the loot.

Meaning the creation of a Dragon Slayer from Wingian would become impossible.

'We only escape in the worst-case scenario; until then, we must fight!'

And we had kept our trump cards in reserve.

The mage party.

Not having exhausted this critical force and keeping them immaculately on standby was in anticipation of this possible series of battles.

Especially since the mage party needed to save as much magical power as possible for the battle against the Black Dragon's eye.

Damien had used his ultimate move once but should be rested enough to fight. He could probably use [Black Queen] too.

'Come on, dragon! Whether it's one battle or several, it doesn't matter. I'll give you a taste of our power!'

And then.

Koogung...!

Gliding smoothly through the sky, the Pure Scale Scalian landed gently at a distance from us.

--TL Notes--

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