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Chapter 221 Phobio Vs Dragon [Pt 3]

A creature of red.

It had crimson wings, as well as scarlet armor that covered its entire body.

It somehow resembled a woman who could pass as a battle-hardened warrior at any time; with long hair made from hardened blood, and an irresistible face dyed in red.

It stood at about fifteen meters—a colossal entity by all means.

The blood construct had a blade on both hands, appearing pristine and battle-ready at the same time.

This was Phobio's ultimate technique—Crimson Valkyrie!

The very reason why he was granted the nickname 'The Crimson Angel' was precisely due to this form of his

The Valkyrie was not a living construct, but merely a golem-like entity that responded to Phobio's whims and commands.

The thing looked at the target, just as Phobio did from within its thick armor

There was a mirror similar to the one he had in his room so he was able to perfectly observe what was going on without exposing himself.

He was simply going to be content watching his foe turn into nothing but flesh paste right in front of his eyes.

There would be nothing more satisfying.

"I see. So we're going with an epic final boss CGI battle, huh?" He heard the Dragon say from his distance.

Phobio didn't understand what CGI meant. He just wanted his enemy out of his sight.

"I guess I'll show you my true form…."

Phobio's tense body quivered a little, but he stood his ground.

'Relax, Phobio. So what if transforms! It's not like you haven't faced a Dragon before.

With so much blood at his disposal, he was currently at an advantage.

There was no possibility of failure.

Then—

~VWUUUUUMMM!~

—Once the Dragon's true form emerged, Phobio wasn't so sure anymore.

The being was massive—perhaps more massive than the Crimson Valkyrie—and its monstrous form sent terror flowing through even Phobio's body.

It had three twisted horns, and its scaly body gleamed with ominous power.

Its bluish purple eyes glowed with horror, and misty breath proceeded from its dragon-like jaw.

Of course, it had wings to keep it afloat, and its tail danced as if floated.

As both colossal entities stared each other down, Phobio didn't know when he took a huge gulp of saliva.

He could feel a part of his body shaking.

'No… No!'

He didn't want to accept it.

'That thing isn't stronger than me! It's not stronger than my Trump card!'

He could never accept it.

'I'll destroy it right here and now!'

And so Phobio gave his bloody construct one simple instruction.

"Crimson Valkyrie… KILL THAT DRAGON!"

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'I see. So that's his trump card?'

As Rey's Dragon Eyes took in the opponent he had to face, he nearly gave a sigh.

'It's pretty strong and durable, but… not a threat.

Rey also had the same thoughts about Phobio.

'I can't believe he is also one of the leaders of the Mercenary Gang.'

His Stats were even lesser than Ogun's, but it seemed he made up for it when it came to Skill.

'Blood Magic, huh? This is the first time I've seen something like this.

Of course, he copied all the guy's abilities, and he was partially curious about whether or not he could control Phobio's construct.

'But now isn't the time. I've messed around for too long, so I should probably wrap things up.'

After all, there was no point playing around again.

'The original plan was to scare everyone away by pretending to be a Dragon and helping Rebal recover the warehouse.'

It was supposed to be that simple.

'But this idiot went and killed everyone I was trying to save.'

It pissed Rey off, but he managed to swallow his dissatisfaction.

'Now that the original plan has been compromised, there's no witness to tell the superiors what I want them to think happened.'

If the survivors had fled, the Mercenary Gang would be able to confirm that this was the work of a Dragon—not in any way connected to KariBlanc and the other Groups..

That way, no war would start.

'In fact, the opposite might happen. They might become very wary and be on the defensive for a while.'

Doing that would give the KariBlanc Group more room to breathe and time to figure things out.

'The issue now is that they're all dead. Which means…'

Yup, there was no other choice.

'… I'll have to make him my sole survivor somehow.'

To Rey, that meant aiming for non-lethal spots and incapacitating the Crimson Valkyrie

'Shouldn't be too hard.'

He could see the enemy already brandishing their blade, getting ready to attack, so Rey prepared himself as well.

He was already much faster than Phobio, but he couldn't be certain about the Crimson Valkyrie.

~WHOOSH!~

The thing rushed to Rey to deal the first strike, but he easily evaded it.

'It seems I'm still just as fast and agile as I am in my normal form.'

The issue was his size. He still wasn't completely used to it, but that didn't mean he couldn't avoid the entire strikes completely.

~SWISH!~

~FWISH!~

~WHISH!~

The crimson blades of the Crimson Valkyrie danced in the air as Rey dodged everything.

After a few more strikes, he was finally able to detect where his opponent was.

'The chest region, huh?'

With it already figured out, as well as his enemy being much weaker than he was, Rey figured it was the best time to finish things.

'[Dragon Breath: Dark].'

With this single thought echoing in his mind, Rey opened his dragon mouth and released the pent-up energy locked within.

~BOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!~

The instant the dark breath touched the hardened blood, the latter could not stand it and instantly vaporized.

Rey aimed for the head, so the Crimson Valkyrie was now headless,

However, since that was only for decoration, the thing attacked again; this time trying to use its two blades to slice her down.

This time, Rey held both of the Valkyrie's hands with his large dragon-like ones, easily stopping them in their tracks.

And then…

~SQUELCH!~

Chapter 222 The Dragon's Victory

Blood sprayed out of the Crimson Valkyrie's two arms as Rey ripped them out in an instant.

Without both hands and a head, the colossal thing was pretty much done for.

He used [Greater Corrosion] on the blood-red hands so they would never return to the Blood User.

If it wanted to regenerate its body, then there were two options.

'Spread out the condensed blood and lose durability, or reduce the mass and maintain it.'

Unsurprisingly, the opponent chose the latter option.

Blood gathered in the damaged regions as the Valkyrie flew a considerable distance from Dragon Rey.

The Crimson Valkyrie was now about eleven or so meters tall, with its body seemingly as good as new.

"You beast!" He heard Phobio's voice echo from within the massive thing,

"I'LL KILL YOU! I'VE KILLED DRAGONS BEFORE!"

Rey sighed and shook his head.

'I'm sure now. These guys haven't killed any strong Dragons.'

Their Stats were nice, but a joke compared to a Dragon Commander's

'And I'm stronger than a Dragon Commander, so…' ƒгeewёbnovel.com

There was no need to even respond, so Rey simply waited for the Valkyrie to attack before he finished it off.

The colossal thing stood at a distance, instead forming several projectiles from blood.

'Yeah… sure. That would only reduce your size. Go ahead, though.' Rey nearly rolled his eyes when he saw this.

Phobio had to have figured out how useless it was to attack him in close-range. So he chose a long-range battle.

For Rey, though, they were one and the same.

~FWOOSH!~

Like several arrows cutting through the wind to reach their targets, so too did the blood spikes rush in Rey's direction.

However, by merely activating [Absolute Perfect Defense], the moment the blood touched the barrier around him… it vaporized.

Every spike was reduced to dust.

"W-sha—?!"

Before the fool behind his 10-meter crimson avatar could say any more, Rey had closed the distance between himself and the crimson entity.

He could have used Spatial Magic, but merely relying on his speed was more than enough.

The moment he became a blur and appeared before a Phobio, the man tried to make his Valkyrie do the work for him.

However, four blades appeared out of nowhere, thanks to Rey's [Greater Enchanted Weapon Summon], and cut through the Valkyrie's four limbs.

Once again, the being before him was subjugated so easily.

… Too easily.

Rey, of course, ensured to disintegrate all the blood he laid eyes

Screams appeared from within the Valkyrie, as if it was Phobio's limbs that were cut off.

"Don't be a wuss." Rey muttered, giving the Crimson Valkyrie—at least, what was left of it—a good shoulder chop.

~BOOOOM!~

The thing fell to the ground at an abnormal rate and shattered the earth the moment it landed.

Right as it tried to get up, Rey descended from his heights and stepped on it.

~BOOOOOOOM!~

As more echoes of destruction radiated all around, blasts of the ensuing conflict filled the air.

More blood was stripped from the once mighty construct, and its inadequate power lessened every time.

In no time at all… it was no longer a mighty ring of unparalleled power.

It was merely Phobio donning the crimson armor as if he wore a certain kind of exoskeleton suit.

'He looks so cheesy.' Rey thought to himself as he cracked a smile.

Phobio saw this and had a frustrated look on his face. Despite how badly he had lost, the fool simply failed to accept it.

"Y-You…" He stepped forward, approaching Rey's fifteen-meter plus Dragon Form.

"… I'm not scared of y—!"

Before Phobio could complete his statement, Rey did a finger-flick.

Instantly, the pressure shattered the final shred of armor that shrouded him; as well as the robe and sandals that he previously wore.

It was a miracle that his skin was still hanging tight to his body after everything was ripped off by Rey's pressure.

"A-ahh…"

Rey felt awkward seeing his enemy—a grown man—naked.

He would have covered his eyes, but that wasn't a very smart choice on a battlefield.

As a result, he kept his eyes peeled.

'This is probably the perfect time to turn back.'

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'H-how…?'

Phobio was barely standing on the ground, his legs too tired—

as well as frightened—to move a single inch.

He was sweating all over, and his so-called perfect body was filled with the salty, smelly odor of his liquid.

A trace of ammonia could be found if one took a whiff close to him.

'… How could I have lost?!'

He was so sure he could defeat this opponent.

Hadn't he beaten Dragons before? Why was this one any different?

Why… why was this Dragon so strong?!

As his naked body shivered in the cold, Phobio couldn't take it anymore.

He had to know!

"WHY ARE YOU SO—?!"

"Shut up." The moment he heard this, Phobio didn't know why he suddenly stopped speaking.

The Dragon swiftly transformed into a human, and in a flash, he was right in front of him.

"Kneel."

A sudden echo surged within Phobio's brain, and he suddenly found himself on the ground.

"Bow."

Phobio's trembling body ate the dirt as he prostrated himself before the overwhelming night of the almighty.

The pressure was overwhelming.

"You're too pathetic to even kill." The words of the Dragon echoed in his ears.

Phobio didn't know why he felt happy to hear that.

Perhaps he simply didn't want to die.

"You killed every other occupant of this place, right?"

Phobio nodded profusely, not minding that he was bashing his head on the rock-hard ground.

"Then… if I spare you, will you return here?"

His long hair swayed as they swept up the dirt and dust around.

He had become nothing but a filthy mongrel—the same kind that he usually discriminated against.

"Then leave my sight. I'll be taking over this territory now."

As the harsh words of the Dragon echoed in the air, Phobio felt a pressure lift off him.

He slowly rose to his feet, trembling as he stole one final stare at the entity before him. He couldn't even look him in eye.

"Y-yes… I-I u-u-u-understand…!"

Phobio was miserable, bleeding, and naked. He didn't have anything with him, and the closest thing to civilization was miles off.

But, at the very least… he was alive.

That was all that mattered!

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