Diyen_Pi

Five years have passed since the Elves invaded Earth. 

The poor and criminals of the Republic of Ascaria are forced to join the ranks of the soldiers on the front lines while the rich and high-ranking government officials hide behind walls. 

Erend Drake is a young man who must go out and fight so his family can live in a squalid shelter within the walls. 

One night in the battle Erend had to die because he was killed by the Elves. 

But suddenly he wakes up the next day with a mysterious power. 

[Congratulations, you have been chosen to be the holder of Systema.] 

[Please choose the available skills] 

[ Dragon Armor ] 

[ Dragon Claw ] 

[ Dragon Eyes ] 

[ Dragon Wings ] 

[ Fire Breathing ] 

Erend did not expect that he would become a Dragonborn. The strongest race was feared by the Elves and the humans. Even feared by all Gods. 

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I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Laston gritted his teeth, his expression twisted into something that resembled a smile but held no amusement, that was only boiling anger.

The realization burned within him. Even with all his enhancements and the fusion of Magic and cybernetic technology, he still wasn't strong enough to crush the Dragonborn. Not yet. He have yet to unleash his full power but still, this should be pretty strong.

Erend watched him closely. He saw that smile for what it was. Laston wasn't mocking him but he was furious. And yet, beneath that rage, Erend could sense something else, certainty.

The Dragonborn exhaled sharply, his body still radiating heat from his previous attack. Even if he could beat Laston in this fight, that didn't mean he had won. He knew what Laston was thinking. His plan was already in motion in the Elf Palace.

Erend's jaw tightened. Laston didn't need to win here. He had already won somewhere else.

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