Chapter 166: Strongest Among Dragons— Dead

"Yeah, I've never seen His Highness the Prince on the battlefield either."

'Is there a possibility that all the dragons who have seen His Highness on the battlefield… have been slaughtered by him?"

Rossweise lay on the bed, silently listening to her subordinates discuss that man.

She closed her eyes, and her panicked heart gradually calmed down.

"This is the real you… Leon Casmodeous."

———

On the battlefield, Leon stepped on the head of a red dragon, using it as leverage to leap into the air.

His right hand was raised high above his head, gathering a vast surge of thunderous power.

S-Rank Thunder Magic: Heavenly Thunder Annihilation!

Leon was already too lazy to waste time with these small fries.

A sudden strike of heavenly thunder descended, instantly reducing the surrounding Crimson Flame Dragons to dust.

He landed lightly back on the ground, surveying the surroundings before finally looking at Shirley not far away.

"You take the others and clean up the remaining Crimson Flame Dragons."

Shirley was stunned. The voice beneath the armor was incredibly familiar.

"Y-Your Highness the Prince?"

"What? Do you need me to sign an autograph for you?"

"No, it's not that… I mean…"

"Save your words until I've killed Constantine. Go carry out the order."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Shirley led the remaining Silver Dragon soldiers back into battle with the enemy.

Leon's previous attacks had already turned the tide of battle.

He couldn't keep wasting his magic on small fries, and these Silver Dragon soldiers couldn't just stand around watching. They had to help out at least a little.

'Now then—'

Leon turned his gaze a few hundred meters ahead to the massive crimson dragon.

'Time for the main course.'

Constantine also realized that victory in this battle would not come easily.

He released Anna and transformed into his human form—a man with red hair, red eyes, and a long robe.

Leon and Constantine slowly walked toward each other.

At around ten meters apart, they both stopped.

The two of them sized each other up in silence. After a brief pause, Constantine spoke first.

"I never thought you would actually intervene."

Hearing this, Leon was slightly startled.

Though the words were short, they carried significant meaning.

At the very least, this meant that Constantine already knew that beneath the armor… was a human.

But Leon had only ever fought with Crimson Flame Dragon soldiers before—he had never met this Dragon King.

So how did Constantine know about him?

"The one once hailed by the Empire as the strongest dragon slayer—now aiding the dragons? Isn't that a bit ironic?", Constantine said calmly.

Not only did he know that beneath the armor was a human, but he had already identified Leon's true identity.

For some reason, Leon felt that this sudden attack by the Crimson Flame Dragons wasn't just about expanding their territory.

There seemed to be a much deeper conspiracy hidden behind this.

But there was no time to think about that now.

Suppressing his surprise, Leon responded indifferently, "You dragons can fight amongst yourselves all you want—I couldn't care less. But if you keep this up, you're going to harm my wife and child. And that… is an entirely different matter."

"Heh, wife and child… Casmodeous, when the strongest warrior gains a weakness, he is no longer the strongest."

Leon slowly raised his right hand, gathering lightning in his palm once more.

The blue glow reflected off the blood-covered helmet, and the man beneath the armor spoke each word with cold clarity,

"Constantine, I'll show you what true strength is. And they are not my weakness—"

The moment his words fell, Leon disappeared from his spot.

When he reappeared, he was already at Constantine's side, attacking at lightning speed.

"—They are my family."

A dragon has its reverse scale—whoever touches it will die.

A sudden burst of chirping filled the air as Constantine jumped back. The Chidori attack struck the ground, raising a towering cloud of dust.

Before Constantine could prepare a counterattack, he saw Leon rushing out of the dust, charging straight toward him.

"So fast…", Constantine secretly exclaimed.

Of course, he was fast—he could keep up with the Silver Dragon Queen's speed.

There was no time to launch an attack; Constantine could only spread his dragon wings defensively.

This was a unique combat tactic of dragonkind—when unable to win, they would retreat into defense.

Leon's vast battle experience and muscle memory instantly kicked in. He adjusted his posture, stepped onto Constantine's wing, and used it as a springboard to leap into the air, landing behind him.

Before Constantine could react, Leon struck with Chidori, landing a solid hit on his back.

When dragons use their wings to defend, their back becomes their greatest weakness.

But… as expected of a Dragon King.

Even at such close range, Chidori hadn't pierced through Constantine's body.

To Leon, failing to pierce through meant the opponent was strong—he simply needed to put in more effort.

What he didn't know was that Constantine's back had already been severely wounded by that one attack.

Leon withdrew his attack and created some distance.

Constantine panted heavily, spreading his wings as he slowly turned around.

His crimson dragon eyes were filled with fury.

"Casmodeous, you've angered me."

"Oh? Then once I kill you, you won't be angry anymore."

"Human, your arrogance will cost you your life!", With a deafening dragon roar, Constantine reverted to his colossal dragon form.

In front of him, Leon's human body seemed insignificant and fragile.

A massive shadow loomed over Leon, but he was unfazed—he had seen such sights too many times before.

He had faced even greater Dragon Kings. How could Constantine possibly scare him?

The crimson dragon flapped its wings and lifted its head high.

At that moment, three enormous magic circles lit up behind him.

Within them, the elements of ice, fire, and wind fused into countless blades, all converging toward Leon.

Yet, Leon did not dodge. Instead, he chose to counter head-on.

He had the ability and the courage to stake everything on one final strike—there was no need for evasive maneuvers.

Lightning surged through his entire body, greatly enhancing his defense and speed.

He weaved through the elemental storm with ease. Even when struck, his powerful lightning obliterated the incoming blades.

Leon moved faster and faster, turning into a streak of blue lightning as he charged beneath Constantine's massive forelimbs.

Constantine tried to retreat—

But it was too late.

A surge of thunderous energy erupted from Leon's body.

The dragon pattern on his chest flickered with an unprecedented deep blue light.

In an instant, Constantine's entire left forelimb went numb and lost all feeling.

He lowered his head, unleashing streams of dragon fire in an attempt to force Leon back.

But Leon's speed far exceeded his expectations.

Before the numbness faded, Leon leaped onto Constantine's back.

Standing atop the dragon, Leon raised his right hand, summoning dark storm clouds in the night sky.

Thunder rumbled, and lightning crackled.

At this moment, Leon was like a god guiding the fury of nature.

S-Rank Thunder Magic: Ten Thousand Thunder's Judgment.

BOOM!

"ROAAARRR!!!"

A terrifying bolt of lightning struck down. With a pained roar, Constantine's spine and entire torso lost all sensation.

'A mere human… How could a mere human be this powerful?'

Constantine flapped his dragon wings with all his might, struggling, trying to shake Leon off his body.

But at this moment, Leon was like a cold-blooded butcher.

All he had to do was kill the beast beneath his feet.

The previous Ten Thousand Thunders Heavenly Draw had consumed a lot of his magic power, so…

"This is the final move, Constantine," Leon pressed his hands together and then slowly pulled them apart. The lightning in his palms condensed into the shape of a long sword.

He gripped the thunder sword in his hand and then ruthlessly stabbed it into the scales on Constantine's back.

The interweaving of flesh and blood, the wailing of the Dragon King—this was, to the strongest dragon slayer, Leon Casmodeous, the most beautiful moment.

However, this was not the end.

Leon gripped the thunder sword tightly and sprinted along Constantine's broad dragon back.

The sword edge slashed along his spine, cutting all the way toward his nape.

Where Leon passed, lightning flashed, flesh and blood flew, and scales shattered.

Constantine's wailing made both warring dragon clans on the battlefield freeze simultaneously.

Whether it was the Crimson Flame Dragons or the Silver Dragons, they all stared in shock at the scene before them.

Constantine's massive body collapsed onto the ground like a crumbling mountain, dragon blood flowing like a river down his back.

His proud head, after struggling slightly, finally drooped powerlessly.

Before the dragons on the battlefield could even process the sight before them, they saw a figure slowly appear on Constantine's dragon head.

Leon, gripping the thunder sword in his right hand, lifted his leg and stepped onto Constantine's forehead.

After an intense battle through the night, dawn had unknowingly arrived.

The sun slowly rose from the horizon, driving away the darkness and the cold.

Its light bathed the silver-black armor, as if cleansing him in its radiance.

All the dragons looked at him, their gazes filled with either fear, shock, or hatred.

But he didn't care.

[T/N: Hell Yeah!!!]

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