CH : 260 Broken Divine Realm

So they quickly took action. But Sprigganfolk were not easy to mess with. They had the talent of the Prophet of the Heart.

Some Sprigganfolk could judge the good and evil of creatures by the sound and rhythm of their heartbeats, similar to my lie detection through vibration perception.

And some talented Sprigganfolk could even listen to the truest emotions of their opponents, measuring their past behavioral tendencies.

They could tell whether their hearts were beating in love, declining in sadness, or shrouded in hatred or greed.

Because the voice of the heart cannot be buried, the Sprigganfolk's ability to perceive the mind always reveals the truth.

So the slave-hunting team was defeated, and even the unicorn did not make a move.

A group of Sprigganfolk, along with some goat-men, easily took care of them.

However, the bard escaped because, in the Sprigganfolk's mental trial, he was deemed a kind creature.

The bard was then sent out of the magic forest, but before that, he was placed under a magical confinement, preventing him from telling any creature what had happened here.

Although this human never spoke of it, he was eager to write it down!

But strangely, he died of illness two or three years later. His family, thinking that the book was merely a product of his imagination, sold it to a bookstore. The bookstore owner found it interesting and printed a few copies to sell...

I never expected it to turn out like this. If I can't speak of it, does that mean I can't write about it either? What a talent!

But it doesn't matter. I had already planned to feast on unicorn meat, Sprigganfolk meat, and pixie meat at the next banquet...

It is said that micro-elves are not only beautiful but also taste exquisite!

Some creatures especially love eating them, though for me, micro-elves wouldn't even fill the gaps between my teeth.

At that moment, I felt something. I flew to the top of the magic forest, where the enchantment of the forest lay below.

A dazzling white light formed beneath me, and then, an elegant unicorn with a sacred aura appeared before me.

This sacred and peaceful presence influenced everything around, and even I felt momentarily at ease.

Westbey saw the black dragon with her own eyes and, when compared to Melina's magic patterns, the close-up experience left the deepest impression.

Aren't black dragons supposed to be skeletal dragons that live in rotting swamps and love scheming?

Yet, this black dragon gave her a completely different feeling. Though undeniably evil, its evil was pure...

"Black Dragon, we don't have what you seek here. Please leave!" The unicorn's voice was ethereal and crisp, like the melodious chime of a mountain spring.

"How do you know you don't have what I need?" I stared at her, unleashing the full force of the dragon's might. The unicorn's form wavered slightly.

Only then did I realize she was merely a projection conjured by some spell. The reincarnation space couldn't pull her in. A bit of a shame—I had planned to lock her up in a little dark room for some fun.

So, I attacked. After all, the core of the heavenly realm was the unicorn. Without her, this realm would collapse.

"There are only peace-loving creatures here, such as pixies, Sprigganfolk, half-goat men, and dryads. There are no gold coins, silver coins, or treasures," said the unicorn.

"Compared to any treasure, these creatures—including you—are the greatest treasure."

I eyed her figure.

This size... I could swallow her whole in a single gulp.

"You..." The unicorn was momentarily speechless.

I could tell she was a bit slow—naïve, if I were to put it nicely.

And I, the black dragon, was right. After all, she had lived her entire life within the magic forest, surrounded by kind creatures like pixies and Sprigganfolk, where there was no scheming or deception.

So she was completely unprepared for my direct, unfiltered evil.

"Now, I have a proposal: withdraw your heavenly realm, surrender, and become my subordinate. If you do that, I won't go to war with you."

"Although your heavenly realm is powerful, it is not invincible. I promise you—I will break it!" I declared.

"This is impossible!" the unicorn immediately rejected, her gaze shifting toward the countless dark creatures surrounding the black dragon.

The sheer level of evil radiating from these beings nearly pierced the sky. How could she possibly lower the barrier with confidence?

"If that's the case, then don't blame me for what happens next!"

If she refused, I had no reason to waste any more words.

Did she really think this turtle shell would stop me?

I flapped my wings and soared into the sky.

At this point, there was no need for any elaborate strategy—mainly because the unicorn wouldn't even give me the chance.

I could have bypassed everything and entered the magic forest directly through a void walk.

But was I the kind of dragon to lead by example?

Obviously not.

I only needed to open a small gap in the magic barrier and let my minions charge in.

I stopped after climbing about two thousand meters above the ground.

From this altitude, the creatures below were barely visible, but my exceptional eyesight still allowed me to see the dark creatures and the magic forest.

In an instant, dozens of colossal earth spikes—each towering over 30 meters in diameter—erupted around me, their sheer presence warping the battlefield. But this was merely the beginning.

A hellish glow ignited along their jagged edges as demonic flames surged forth, their infernal heat distorting the very air. The fire clung to the stone like a living beast, hungering, devouring. Then, with a thunderous roar, the spikes began to spin—faster and faster—until they became a storm of blazing death. The very wind itself became my ally, feeding the flames, turning them into an all-consuming inferno.

This was the culmination of my relentless mastery. Ever since gaining dominion over the four elemental talents, I had delved deep into the vast knowledge within my inherited memories and past life. Not merely wielding them, but refining, perfecting—shaping destruction itself into an art.

"To control the elements is not to command them—it is to become them. Fire, earth, wind, and destruction, all bound to my will."

As my vitality surged, so too did my mana reserves and raw magical power, fueling my ever-expanding dominance over the magic.

The once-imperfect spell models, flawed and unstable, were now effortless—mere extensions of my will. With a dark smirk, I raised my hand toward the forest below.

"Let's see how you withstand this… the true Meteor Shower!"

Beneath me, deep within the magic forest, a lone unicorn stiffened, her instincts screaming of imminent catastrophe. The air itself grew thick with malevolent energy. In response, her divine domain expanded to its limit, and the enchanted barrier protecting the forest became visible—a translucent dome, shimmering like an upturned bowl of light.

Then the skies ignited.

Half the sky was consumed by a fiery crimson glow, and with a deafening roar, the first meteor descended. A colossal fireball, wreathed in searing flames, hurtled toward the barrier.

BOOM!

The impact sent a ripple through the barrier, light flickering, yet it held firm. But this was merely the beginning.

One by one, an endless barrage of meteors followed, blazing trails of destruction as they rained down like the wrath of the gods. The sheer force of the onslaught turned the night into an apocalyptic hellscape. Each collision sent shockwaves rippling across the sky, illuminating the terror etched into the eyes of every creature below.

And then came the harbinger of devastation.

A true titan of flame—a meteor over 100 meters in diameter—descended from the heavens, a celestial inferno heralding annihilation. And upon its burning surface, I stood, wings folded against my back, my scarlet gaze glimmering with unrestrained bloodlust.

As the massive meteor neared the barrier, the very air trembled. The dome of light distorted under the crushing pressure, but it was not enough. My chest glowed a deep crimson as I unleashed a soul-rending dragon roar—a sound so primal, so terrifying, that it shattered the delicate balance of magic itself.

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

The unicorn's four hooves dug into the earth, desperately drawing on the forest's power. A divine cycle formed—nature feeding her magic, and in turn, her magic nourishing the land.

For the unicorn, these fire meteors seemed powerful, but the magic barrier blessed by the heavenly realm was strong enough to withstand them with ease.

However, the wild screaming effect attached to my dragon roar directly disrupted the magic cycle in the unicorn's body.

A momentary lapse. A single crack in her focus.

And in battle, a moment was all I needed.

Her body stiffened in horror. "No—!"

BOOM!

The firestorm erupted on impact, a cataclysmic explosion that consumed everything in its wake. But I was not done. Riding the shockwave, I exhaled a blistering blue dragon's breath, its searing heat colliding against the already weakened barrier.

Crack.

A single sound, like glass under pressure.

Then another.

And another.

Until—

SHATTER!

The once-unbreakable magic barrier fractured, great fissures spreading like veins of doom before finally collapsing entirely, a gaping hole torn open in its defense.

Silence hung for a mere breath.

Then chaos erupted.

"Kill!"

"Charge!"

"ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!"

The dark legions surged forward, sweeping into the heart of the forest like a tidal wave of destruction.

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The lizardmen, hobgoblins, and bear goblin leaders below took out their weapons and rushed forward first.

But the half-dragons behind were faster, especially the half-dragons who were endowed with the seeds of distortion. They landed on all fours and glided in with their wings behind them.

The black torrent rushed into the green jungle like a flood.

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Melina stood on a big tree.

"Friends of the forest, the evil power is coming! We need your help!"

"Great natural spirits, when we need it most, please listen to my call! Float the great divine light in the air, and let all the warriors revive!"

Under Melina's spell, countless ancient trees in the forest swayed their branches slightly, and old faces began to slowly emerge on the surface of these ancient trees that were tens of meters or even hundreds of meters high.

Then the roots of these ancient trees began to pull out of the ground, and the vines began to wave wildly.

Those dark creatures who had just rushed in were blocked by these ancient trees.

Some dark creatures were pierced by the thorns on the ancient trees because they rushed too fast.

Roar~

Half-Dragonman Tuersen was dealing with the attacks of these ancient trees.

The vines on the ancient trees attacked him continuously, with countless thorns on them.

However, Tuersen's dragon scale defense was not afraid of these, but unexpectedly, when these ancient trees found that they could not hurt Tuersen, they gathered vines and began to tie him up, intending to trap him here.

"Damn it!"

Tuersen was directly wrapped into a wooden ball.

But then the temperature rose, and the wooden ball was directly melted by the flames.

Tuersen used his half-baked red dragon breath to get rid of the predicament and burned two ancient trees...

And the Gold Dragon Geraint had already flown over at this time.

Seeing this scene, the dragon's eyes were very surprised.

"This is... a piece of the ancient war tree!"

This kind of war weapon that shone brightly in ancient times has not been seen on the mainland for a long time.

I didn't expect that there were so many in this forest. Although these ancient war trees are a little worse than those in ancient times, they are already powerful enough.

Geraint looked up and saw that these ancient war trees formed an indestructible defensive barrier, preventing the dark creatures from rushing through.

"Wood Spirit, please listen to my prayers, create endless power, and tear everything apart!"

Tree Spirit Melina was still chanting spells, even though she had little magic power left...

"A Tree Spirit with such high talent!" Geraint flew directly to Melina.

And Melina naturally noticed Geraint, and her fair face was full of anger. "Gold Dragon, you actually colluded with these evil creatures!"

"I am indeed a follower of Lord Black King, but he is not completely evil!"

During this period, Geraint had been living in the Sunset Place or Monster City, and he had come into contact with various races.

In his opinion, rather than saying that those creatures are evil, it is better to say that their nature is like this, just as wolves eat sheep—it is the result of natural selection.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the influence of the twisted seed...

But the tree spirit Melina did not have such thoughts. She controlled the ancient war tree in front of her to attack Geraint.

Geraint did not hesitate and greeted it with a mouthful of dragon flame. The domineering breath of the Gold Dragon burned the five ancient war trees that rushed over to ashes.

"Damn Gold Dragon!" Melina looked at all this and was furious, but she had to take care of the overall situation.

Moreover, with her strength, she could not confront a Gold Dragon like Geraint head-on.

In fact, in the field of unicorns, ordinary fire attacks are ineffective, but the dragon flame of a dragon is not subject to this restriction.

This powerful breath is the nemesis of the ancient war tree, not to mention that it is the breath of a Gold Dragon.

The tree spirit Melina had no choice but to chant the spell again, and suddenly, a huge wooden giant made of trees appeared in front of Geraint.

After doing all this, the spirit's energy was instantly drained, and the leaves on her body seemed to have dried up...

And Geraint looked up at his lord in the sky before he began to deal with the wooden giant in front of him.

The lizardman leader stood in the middle of several lizardman war groups with a huge battle axe in his hand. He casually cut off a few thick vines and suddenly looked up at the sky.

Bang bang bang~

"Be careful above!"

Red only had time to shout before he saw many boulders falling from the sky above the forest, smashing toward the dark creatures.

Some of those who were not strong enough were smashed into meat paste, but some other dark creatures relied on their order strength or their own agility to endure it.

The lizardmen and hobgoblins were very calm, raising their shields and taking the impact.

A loud eagle cry was heard.

Red looked up and saw many giant eagles flying in the sky. These giant eagles had a wingspan of about ten meters, and some had a wingspan of about fifteen meters.

They all had huge boulders in their claws, waiting for the right opportunity to drop them.

The forest was not suitable for giant eagles to swoop down and fight, so they could only try to cause the greatest casualties to the enemy in this way.

Roar, roar, roar~

But then something frightened the giant eagles. A group of wyverns flew toward the giant eagles in the distance. The leading giant eagles panicked. The wyverns were not something the giant eagles could deal with.

The giant eagles had claws and sharp beaks, but the wyverns also had claws and sharp teeth, with a scorpion-like stinger on their tails, and their defense was stronger than that of the giant eagles.

But the group of giant eagles did not run away. Instead, they dropped all the boulders and began to fight the wyverns.

The moment the two sides clashed, it was extremely tragic. The wyvern king Drogon opened his mouth and bit the neck of a giant eagle, tearing it off with all his strength. His claws even grabbed one and tore it apart.

Suddenly, countless pieces of meat and feathers began to fall into the forest below...

At this time, the forest began to be filled with a strong magical aura, and Melina felt that the magic power that was almost exhausted in her body began to replenish.

"Lady Westbey!"

Feeling the sacred aura, Melina knew that this was the effect of the sacred realm. Although the barrier was broken, the sacred realm was still working.

The giant eagles in the sky also received some kind of powerful blessing, ensuring they would not be helpless when facing the wyverns.

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At this time, the pixie Suna was extremely panicked, and her tiny body could not even fly steadily.

This was a sign of extreme panic from the Pixie.

She had just taken a look from a distance and then left the battlefield in a hurry. Thanks to the Pixie's talent, she left there smoothly.

"Grandpa Cosman!"

The Pixie Suna flew to a cave deep in the forest, and three pairs of eyes in the cave opened at her call.

A roar came from the cave as if responding to her call.

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