Chapter 365: Dragon God Orsted

On the back of the Red Dragon, Roa rode the Red Dragon all the way, and the biting cold wind kept washing Roa.

Roa's expression did not change at all. With Roa's physical fitness, he was enough to withstand any king-level magic, and this level of wind and frost was just tickling him.

Roa is in a good state now, and his magic power has recovered almost. If he really runs into the other party, he will try it out remotely.

In the final analysis, Roa is still a little afraid of the world's number one combat power. Roa has self-knowledge. If he really runs into it and is killed in seconds, no one will come to help him.

The Red Dragon spewed out hot breath, and long mists dissipated in the air. The black scales flickered with a dark light, and the Red Dragon's red pupils scanned below. Its movement speed was very fast. As a means of transportation, it was quite good except for being very unstable.

In the gray sky, a huge figure was speeding at an incomprehensible speed.

And this figure has appeared several times in the past month.

Roa's light golden eyes scanned below. This time, he was carrying not only one sword around his waist, but two long swords.

One is called Windpipe.

One is called Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword.

Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword is also one of the seven swords of the Sword God. It was built by the Dragon Emperor and is said to never break.

Both swords were given by Gal. Roa originally planned to leave the Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword to Eris, after all, Eris took this sword in the original work.

But when Roa handed the Phoenix Elegant Dragon Sword to Eris, the girl refused.

Roa still remembers the girl's expression at that time. She just took a look at the sword and then returned it to Roa.

Under Roa's astonished gaze, she simply said, "You need it more than I do. I'm not yet qualified to wield this sword."

Her expression was serious and resolute.

Roa knew Eris's temperament; once she made a decision, it was difficult to persuade her otherwise.

Helpless, Roa continued to hold the sword.

Feeling the warmth from the hilt, Roa couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.

This was no small matter. If he were to encounter the Dragon God, it would be a life-and-death struggle. If he didn't give it his all, he would surely be the one lying on the ground.

Unconsciously, Roa's pale golden eyes turned crimson due to his extreme tension.

As he sped along, Roa surveyed the surrounding border, spreading his magical senses to ensure he didn't miss any details.

However, everything seemed as usual. The kingdom was peaceful, and he didn't sense any powerful presence.

This was undoubtedly good news.

Just as Roa was about to leave and urged the Red Dragon to accelerate, a casual glance revealed two figures in the distance.

In the white snow-covered world, a desolate land, two people stood at the forefront. The one in front had silver-white hair, his facial features as if carved with a knife, making him seem extremely difficult to approach.

The man wore a rugged white coat made from ancient white dragon skin, with exaggeratedly large eye whites, exuding an indescribable pressure. Just one look made Roa feel a sense of foreboding.

He realized he might not be a match for this man.

Such a being, no creature in this world would dare to look directly at him.

Because he bore a curse.

A curse named "Feared and Hated by All Creatures."

Riding on the back of the Red Dragon, Roa looked down at the man standing in the snow.

Two pairs of golden eyes met, and neither spoke. The atmosphere was heavy with silence.

Indeed, they had encountered each other.

Almost instantly, Roa felt extremely troubled.

Dragon God Orsted.

One of the top powers, the strongest in the current world, had just been encountered by Roa.

Behind the Dragon God stood another person, a black-haired girl wearing a strange mask.

Roa wasn't interested in the girl; the Dragon God was the main concern.

The standoff didn't last long. Orsted was the first to speak, "You didn't avoid my gaze. Never mind, I know you, Roa Greyrat?"

For some reason, the moment Orsted spoke, Roa could feel the Red Dragon beneath him tensing up.

Looking down from above was quite impolite, and Roa wasn't naive enough to think he could engage in aerial combat with Orsted with just the Red Dragon.

He might be fine, but the Red Dragon wasn't.

The Red Dragon slowly descended to the ground, and Roa stepped off, walking towards Orsted through the thick snow.

His boots left deep footprints in the snow, and the Red Dragon's crimson eyes were fixed on Orsted, wary of any sudden movements.

However, Orsted remained calm, which was quite different from what Roa had imagined. He thought if they truly encountered each other, Orsted would kill him instantly without hesitation.

But it seemed he was wrong?

Orsted looked at the handsome young man with golden hair and golden eyes before him. He made no move but first turned to the girl beside him, "Step back."

The girl, or rather, Nanahoshi Shizuka, was momentarily stunned. She glanced at Orsted in confusion.

With just that glance, Nanahoshi noticed that Orsted, who had always been expressionless, now seemed slightly serious.

If it were a stranger or someone who hadn't been with him long, they wouldn't have noticed the subtle change in Orsted's expression.

But she was different. Having been with Orsted for so long, she had some understanding of his habits, even if she was somewhat afraid of him.

And now, Orsted was definitely showing a hint of seriousness.

Nanahoshi curiously looked at Roa standing opposite Orsted.

Handsome beyond words, with flawless features, he was a rare beauty.

That was her first impression of him.

Seemingly noticing Nanahoshi's gaze, Roa glanced back at her.

Roa didn't speak, and his expression was calm.

But the girl still keenly sensed that Roa was also quite nervous.

At this moment, Nanahoshi realized that neither of them seemed eager to fight.

'Since they don't want to fight, they might as well stop.'

This thought flashed through Nanahoshi's mind. To her, everything seemed to happen out of nowhere.

As an observer, Nanahoshi had been following Orsted around. Not long ago, Orsted killed someone and, upon hearing the words "Human God," his expression turned grim, and he suddenly decided to head to the Asura Kingdom.

Then, they inexplicably encountered this young man.

It felt as if everything was prearranged.

From an observer's perspective, it seemed like a trap. Along the way, Nanahoshi wanted to speak up, but seeing Orsted's cold face, she always held back.

To Nanahoshi, Orsted was too dangerous, someone who could kill without hesitation.

But in the end, Nanahoshi didn't voice her thoughts, for a simple reason.

She was afraid of Orsted. To her, he was a complete stranger, and she didn't need to consider him so much.

Moreover, with his abilities, even if it were a trap, no one could be his match.

So Nanahoshi chose to remain silent.

Seeing Nanahoshi still looking dazed, Orsted repeated, "Step back."

Nanahoshi snapped out of it, nodded, and, pushing aside her jumbled thoughts, obediently walked away.

Roa didn't stop her from leaving. His golden eyes remained fixed on Orsted, his right hand already gripping the hilt of his sword.

Orsted remained expressionless, but his cold face now showed a hint of confusion, though it was barely noticeable.

Orsted didn't attack immediately but instead asked, "Roa Greyrat, Paul's eldest son?"

Without waiting for Roa's response, Orsted continued, "I've never seen you before, nor Paul's second son, Rudeus. It's strange. Paul should only have two children, not four as it is now."

Orsted spoke calmly, his expression unchanging.

"And I don't like surprises, especially in situations like this."

Roa's face darkened. He knew what Orsted meant.

The so-called two children were only Norn and Aisha. He and Rudeus were reincarnators.

Both were accidents, naturally not existing in other timelines.

Roa coldly interrupted, "Dragon God, is that all you have to say?"

Orsted's cold eyes stared into Roa's golden ones. After a moment, he slowly said, "I'm surprised. You have dragon blood, and at such a level, it makes me wonder what you really are. No, that dragon is also tamed by you, right? Hmph, those who can tame a Red Dragon are rare in this world."

Some of Roa's secrets were exposed. With just one look, Orsted could discern so much. The old man was indeed formidable, and Roa couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

The two were quite close, but Roa dared not attack. At the level of the Water God, if the Sword of Light failed to kill Orsted, the next strike from the Water God would surely take half his life.

Without a word, Roa vanished from the spot.

The second stage of Moment activated, quadrupling his speed. Time seem to stretch endlessly. Roa's nerves were taut, and the world around him slowed down. Yet, when he looked at Orsted, he found, to his astonishment, that Orsted's movements were synchronized with his.

"A time-based domain? Quite impressive. You've accelerated your own time? Not bad. For a junior, you've done well."

"Few in this world could be your match with this ability. But unfortunately, anything related to the Human God must be eradicated."

"So, sorry, but you'll have to stay here today."

Orsted's cold voice rang out. He remained still, not even drawing his weapon, just coldly watching Roa's every move.

Roa remained silent, not uttering a word.

In this situation, there was no way to explain anything. A few words wouldn't suffice. Better to let fists do the talking.

If I win, then my reasoning stands!

At this moment, Roa was very clear.

The second stage of Moment couldn't bridge the gap between them.

Almost instantly, Roa realized this. It seemed he had underestimated the people of this world.

Defeating Gal so easily had made Roa think the so-called top powers were nothing special.

Though Roa never said it, perhaps from a certain point, he had regarded Moment and the Sword of Light as his trump cards.

If he attacked now, the speed of the Sword of Light wouldn't harm Orsted, and he would be instantly defeated.

Without hesitation, Roa activated the third stage of Moment. Almost simultaneously, Orsted sensed something amiss and prepared to act.

But it was already too late.

Roa's golden eyes burned like molten fire, illuminating the dim world like a brilliant lamp, casting light on the surrounding gray mist.

His dragon blood boiled, flowing through every inch of his skin, unleashing unparalleled power. Magic and dragon blood intertwined, forming something entirely new.

Roa's appearance changed as well. Black scales covered his temples, arms, and neck.

White mist rose from his body, instantly evaporating the snow that fell on him. His sweat and blood flowed freely through his veins like a thawing spring, an indescribable and immense power coursing through his limbs.

Every cell breathed freely like spring buds breaking through stone, fully manifesting the power of perfect dragon blood.

And the second stage of the Pure Body could perfectly accommodate this power.

Third stage Moment, eightfold speed.

Roa acted. He didn't engage in close combat but instead cast a spell.

Roa raised a finger, now slightly altered, and pointed at Orsted, who stood motionless in the distance. In the next moment, terrifying magic coiled around Roa's finger, and the surrounding elements were drained, forming a torrent of magic that surged towards Orsted.