Dragon in Shitory city

"Where I am? People? Dimensional magic? "Thunder Dragon was shocked. After all, just a moment ago he was on the mount of a Thousand Beasts and was going to kill the nasty old man who imagined himself to be the navel of the world.

Maybe that elder did not know the essence of the word dimension, but the dragon knew for sure. From the outside it might seem that most of the time he just ate and slept on his mountain. But that was not the case. He had human avatars that went to different schools on several continents of his home world.

And now he was already over ten thousand years old. He accumulated a lot of knowledge that he could easily create his own school. And in one ancient tablet, the concept of dimensions or parallel worlds was clearly described. Did he end up in another dimension?

The dragon has visited human cities in its true body several times. People were always shouting and running away. And then a group of spiritual cultivators appeared. After killing a couple of them, he proudly left the city with a sense of accomplishment.

The city that was in front of him was very different from the usual.

People shouted and fled, but ... somehow without much panic and fear. And buildings? The dragon saw in cities large palaces and main halls of schools. In height, they were all lower than him, after all, his height was twenty meters. And the word "big" in relation to those buildings rather meant wide. But here! It was surrounded by many tall buildings. That massive tower stood out especially. It was both high and wide!

Gradually, the dragon developed the feeling that people did not pay special attention to him, but were preoccupied with something else.

"And if so?" The dragon swung its tail and hit the nearest building. Shards of glass fell from the windows, and the building partially collapsed.

"Damn it! They add metal to their buildings! ", - the dragon was indignant.

There was a siren roar and unfamiliar speech. Large flying artifacts began to appear in the air. Justifying its name, Thunder Dragon, shot a bolt into the largest artifact.

The force barrier easily blocked the discharge, and in response released a dozen of its own. Not aimed, but scattered. So even though the dragon jumped back, one sphere of energy hit him.

It was extremely painful! His scales, which helped him so much, are now simply melted. Run! There are still cultivators in the city. And they are very strong.

The staggering dragon raced away from the army spaceship, hiding between buildings. Fortunately, the streets were wide enough for his body.

"Doesn't it shoot anymore?" The dragon looked around the corner of the building and was relieved to find that that flying thing was flying in a completely different direction.

A hundred meters ahead, the dragon noticed a square with people. They all looked at the sky and talked about something among themselves. Only a couple of people watched him carefully.

The dragon extended its spiritual feeling to the crowd. As he thought, ordinary mortals. There is not a drop of spiritual strength in them.

"However, those two, they have quite a lot of vitality! They would definitely have the right to live on my mountain of Thousand Beasts. How can so much strength fit in such a small body?"

"Wait, if you look closely, many also have decent vitality. They would live at the foot of the mountain and can be used as cannon fodder during the wave of animals."

A transport shuttle landed beside the crowd. The metallic door opened and all the people entered the shuttle.

"Mortals also entered?" - In the dragon's homeworld, cultivators rarely cared about mere mortals. If not family ties, then such people were treated just like insects in the grass.

When the shuttle departed, three more people came running to the square. The dragon appreciated them and thought: "Simple mortals. But why do you look at me without the proper fear? You may not have seen dragons before, but look how big I am."

The dragon looked around and answered humbly to himself: "No bigger than the house in which we live."

The dragon realized that for an unknown reason people were leaving the city.

Soon the tower attracted the dragon's attention, and he slowly moved towards it. On the way, he nearly crushed another mortal. But he turned out to be dexterous. He dodged and ran away fired from an artifact attached to his arm.

Seeing the charge, the dragon was frightened at first. But after taking it with his chest, he realized that the power of this charge is much less. Otherwise it would have been another wound.

For himself, Thunder Dragon has already decided - need to be careful. In this world, even mortals possess amazing artifacts. Fortunately, no one cares about his blood here.

***

As soon as the exam was interrupted, all the passages became open and broadcasts and wireless communication became available. Therefore, when Bee was the last to reach the arena, all the students and teachers knew about his psionic power.

Bee looked tiredly at the crowd. In turn, the crowd stared at Bee. Whispers were heard in some places. Finally, teacher Reedy asked.

— You look not good, Bee. You feels bad?

— teacher Reedy, please, where is the nearest toilet?, - Bee asked hoarsely.

— Well, be patient a little. The shuttle is about to arrive, if you leave now, then ...

Bi lowered his head, looking at the boots, and said in despair:

— Well, I really need it.

— Ok, go back, turn into the middle corridor, go to ...

Teacher Reedy's phrase was left without continuation. Bee looked up, and saw the afterimage of the crowd for a moment. After there was only an empty arena.

Yeah. The wave of spatial anomaly carried everyone away. But it did not reach Bee.

- Damn! - Bee turned around and ran into the middle corridor. There is time. He learned from the news that it was supposed to be fifteen minutes before the next wave.

"What a huge tower. It inspires.", - the dragon looked at the tower with interest. A minute ago, he noticed how many flying artifacts flashed and disappeared far into the sky. The oppressive sense of danger disappeared, and self-confidence returned.

He released his spiritual sense and quickly explored floor by floor.

It's a pity, the tower was empty. He saw there the corpses of mysterious animals, iron humanoid figures, and traces of battles. Between the floors, many strange threads brought thunderstorm energy, forcing weird mechanisms to move and restore the landscape. Apparently this was a training building. Schools near the mountain of Thousand Beasts also sent their students to gain experience.

Although Thunder Dragon has already learned what people in this world are capable of on his own skin, he would love to watch their battles from the sidelines.

"Stop. Human?", - on the tenth floor, the dragon noticed a man running down the corridor. The dragon waited with expectation for what he would do. Maybe activates one of the mechanisms he has seen. Or will he also summon one of those flying things?

In turn, Bee felt someone else's spiritual strength in the area. Another psionic? Is he watching me? In a rage, Bee released his own spiritual strength, which contained the message: "Well, who are you a bitch?!"

"What did you call me, little cultivator?" - the dragon clearly saw the spiritual power of the Bee. It was like children in a small school. And the radius of his spiritual sense is only twenty meters. "And by the way, what is his vitality? Whoa! Just one level below me!"

The wound is almost healed. Well, it will be fun to play with such an opponent.