Chapter 843: The Slayer
"Alcott the dragon slayer; It doesn't matter how much power you amass, you're still a human. You'll never reach the peak of dragon kind; we've got an early start, a pretty large one."
SaaMulgiin clenched his fist and his veins bulged out with shards of ice, "We're stronger, have more mana, and are far better at controlling it."
Alcott started at him with a passive face, slightly offended. "Dragons? Got an early start on humans? Don't joke around." Alcott took a step forward and glared at SaaMulgiin with glowing golden eyes, "Humans are stronger than dragons. We're always the ones to slay your kind."Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m
"Spitting nonsense." SaaMulgiin smiled.
"It's not nonsense, we're the ones who first hunted your kind with spears and bows, we're the ones who gave birth to vampires and werewolves, gods rose from us, and most races except elves diverged from us. There were three primordial beings, Adam the first man and father of humanity. Yggdrasil the world tree and the mother of elves; She is the strongest cultivator in all of existence and realms, and none tops that old tree. The grandfather of dragons Asgorath was next, and lastly the youngest of them all, Lucifer the first angel." Alcott glared down at SaaMulgiin. "Let's fight somewhere else."
"We'll fight here, so the weak humans can die as they are. If you don't understand why Arad must die, you should die with him." SaaMulgiin grabbed Alcott by his shirt.
Alcott grabbed SaaMulgiin by the face and jumped away, bursting through the window as he flew away and threw SaaMulgiin into the mountains.
SaaMulgiin gasped as he smacked on the ground, staring at his own hand as his face still ached from the violent grab. "He threw me...all the way here?!"
"Fighting me inside a city is a common tactic of dragons. They knew I couldn't go all out if I had to worry about innocent people." Alcott said as he took a step forward, "But I'm not that sick anymore for it to work."
"You're one tough nut to crack." SaaMulgiin growled, "But, someone has to do it. And that would be me." He stood and pointed his arm at Alcott, about to cast a spell.
CLACK! In the blink of an eye, Alcott had already slashed SaaMulgiin's arm from knuckles up to the shoulder with a single downward swing.
SaaMulgiin gasped, he wasn't able to see Alcott moving. "Get away from me!" He growled and his body burst with ice, freezing half of the mountain.
Alcott landed on the peak and looked down at SaaMulgiin with a smile. The dragon tried to heal, and Alcott let him do it.
"You're a fool." SaaMulgiin smiled but that didn't last long as Alcott pulled a long golden spear from his pocket and pointed it at the sky.
Black clouds covered the sky as thunder started rumbling, shaking the whole world. "By the demonic blood sealed in this spear, I call the ancient forgotten power of a long-dead god." SaaMulgiin gasped as he felt it coming.
Alcott giggled, "You didn't notice the first shot? Of course, you're a mighty dragon. Only we squishy humans must pay attention to our surroundings so we don't die."
A sword came flying out of the air and landed beside Alcott, "This is Arad's magic. Can he see
us from the desert?" The sword was Arad's dragon-slaying sword.
Alcott lifted the sword, "Listen, SaaMulgiin. My son is watching, I need to show off."
[Adrenalin Rush] [Action Surge]
[Blood Blade] Alcott used his vampire blood to extend the reach of the dragon slayer.
[Hyper K9] The wolf blood and muscles in his body pushed themselves to the limit and entered a state of hyperperformance.
[Death Hand] The necrotic magic from his past rushed into the dragon slayer's sword and pulled its essence of killing dragons, extending it to the vampiric blood blade. [Bearing Bear] Due to the extreme stress Alcott's body is going to face, using his werebear blood to strengthen his body so it can endure, and his constitution rose through the roof. [Thunder Leap] Lighting and tigers, the signature of weretigers is their lightning leap, faster than the eye can see, and always had deadly precision.
[Divine Severance] Calling upon the divine power of the human god, he could enchant his attack with divine magic on top of everything else, resulting in as many divine smites as Attacks he's going to unleash, and the downside is that his body might not endure the stress of all those casts of divine magic. The [Bearing Bear] helps a bit, not a lot.
Alcott slashed SaaMulgiin's ice, slashed him, every snowflake, and pained the whole mountain rage red with dragon blood. It was as if he expanded an expansion, but without magic, only him swinging a blood sword like a massive blender.
Alcott pulled a jug of water and poured it on a stone to wash from SaaMulgiin's blood before
sitting down. "I forgot to ask, what was his master plan? I've only known about the [Killing Arad] part." Alcott looked around, "No use thinking. I can't ask him even if I wanted." He
smiled.
Ginger landed beside him, "He looks like tomato sauce, soft and gooey." She looked at Alcott,
"How could a sword do that?" She seemed confused.
"The blood blade is jagged, like a saw."