The Return of Apocalypses Tyrant

Episode 221

[Krrrrr….]

Unlike the reality that was excited by the benefits of status, the flying dragon world was heavily sunken.

“Muran, Mukan’s second son. “You’ll understand without me having to explain what to do.”

“You really tamed an elder dragon…”

Muran bit his lip with a hard face as he looked at the elder dragon standing in front of him.

“You probably know well about the battle that took place at the Well of Souls. Your father, Mukan, and your brother, Muhad, are dead. In fact, the Daeja clan whose leader is dead should automatically be defeated in the Octagon War…”

Namgung looked at the Noble Phantasm of the Flying Dragon clan strapped to Muran’s waist.

“Not only did I leave the Noble Phantasm behind, but I didn’t know that it would be connected to the two Elder Dragons remaining here.”

He said that and raised his head.

In fact, to him, Muran, who was standing here now under the name of the head of the flying dragon tribe, was not an object of interest.

At best, there was no way she would feel fear from a child who seemed to be around her daughter’s age.

The only thing that bothered me was the two dragons standing behind the boy.

“It looks like you two are the real owners of the flying dragon world. So, if I kill one of you, the defeat of the flying dragon race will be confirmed?”

[…cheeky bastard.]

The scales of the dragon that expressed its anger by flashing its huge teeth at Namgung’s words were white.

“The white dragon Vigen and the crystal dragon Leran. Unlike Wilmuth, you guys don’t seem to have lost your senses. I heard that you were all born around the same time… I guess Wilmuth’s desire was bigger than yours, right?”

[Who did you hear that from?]

“Who is it?” “I heard it directly from Wilmuth.”

At his answer, Leran opened his eyes and looked at Namgung.

[Do not be ridiculous! He had lost his temper a long time ago. And you talked to him?]

“That’s strange. So, did you just let the flying dragons use various Noble Phantasms to minister to the aging dragons who had lost their senses? “Don’t dragons have any love of race?”

[shut up!!! Even if he stayed here anyway, he no longer had any power. If it helped the race, it was meaningful.]

[But now that they have become accustomed to necromancy and have become soul soldiers… it’s just ridiculous. A piece of trash that doesn’t help at all.]

[Krrrrrrr…] When

Wilmuth, who was standing behind Namgung, growled lowly, the elder dragons clicked their tongues as if they knew that would happen.

[Look at that. The monster who lost his senses and lost his senses due to useless desires has now lost his body and even his soul has become a puppet.]

[But we are different. The Octagon War is not over yet. The reason the Drake clan was evaluated as weaker than other clans was because we did not intervene.]

“Phew.”

At that moment, Namgoong burst out laughing.

[What’s funny?]

“What you guys are saying is funny. From what I hear, it seems to confirm once again that in the end, the flying dragons will stop by and you are the masters of the flying dragon world.”

Namgung looked at Muran.

“Hey what are you doing here?”

“…what?”

“To me, it looks like they are just being dragged around without being able to protect their own will in exchange for the dragon’s protection. “Is it true that you came here of your own free will?”

[Shut up!!]

[You’re talking nonsense! How dare you give a sermon to someone who has come to kill the flying dragons!!!]

The two dragons shouted as if they were going to attack Namgung at any moment.

“Say it right? I didn’t come to exterminate the dragon race. “I just came to receive a declaration of defeat.”

Kwaang-!!

At that moment, Bigen gave a wink and Leran struck Namgung in front with his huge foot.

[What’s the difference?]

“Nothing different. “You are the ones trying to eliminate the flying dragon race from this world.”

[What?]

“Even after Mukan, the head of the flying dragon tribe, died, the declaration of defeat in the Octagonal War was not acknowledged. “I thought it was because there were still future generations left to take over the position of leader.”

Namgung looked at Muran.

“But now it seems that Mukan himself is not the head of the flying dragon tribe. “Then there is no point in killing you.”

He pointed to the two dragons behind Muran.

“Instead, I will kill you both. “That would be the way to truly acknowledge the defeat of the flying dragon race.”

[…bastard!!!]

Fighting-!! Toad duduk—!!!!

In an instant, purple crystals erupted from beneath Leran’s feet.

[I’ll kill you….]

Pow-!!

But before his crystals could fly towards Namgung, a huge tail hit him on the head.

[Oops!!]

Leran’s body swayed.

[Be careful!!!]

When Leran, who had been unconscious from shock, raised his head at Bigen’s shout, the harpoon-like tail thorn pierced his head.

[No!!!]

The tail that pierced Leran’s head was none other than Wilmuth’s.

[You guys were thinking like that.]

[…!!!]

It was at that time.

Bigen, who seemed ready to attack at any moment, was astonished when he heard Wilmuth’s voice.

[A ministered soul… speak?]

“It depends on how the relationship was made. “Is it a ministry log or a contract?”

In response to Namgung’s response, Bigen took a step back without realizing it.

[Wilmus… Calm down. As a fellow dragon, I don’t want to fight with you.]

[Same? You guys sold me to the flying dragon tribe. [Isn’t it absurd to say the same thing on such a topic?]

[It was something that could not be helped. Because when you were alive, you had already become a monster who had lost his mind. For the sake of the drake world… I had no choice.]

[For the sake of the drake world… So are you now trying to fight me for the sake of the drake world?]

[We can still fight. You know very well that this Octagon War was our last chance.]

[Why? Why is this the last chance?]

[…Huh?]

[I guess it’s because I lost my mind and became a slave to the flying dragon race.]

Ugh-!!!

Wilmuth’s tail flew towards Vigen.

However, unlike Leran a moment ago, just before the tail pierced Vigen, a pure white curtain blocked him.

[I am not like a weak crystal. This is the dragon that has the only power to counter your darkness!]

[That can’t be possible. The dragon born against my darkness is not you, but your father. You, who have just ascended to the ranks of the Elder Dragons, are dealing with me?]

[A writer who has been so consumed by desire that he has even lost his senses…!!]

[That is why he is called an Elder. Because we are driven by desire more than any other dragon. Wasn’t it the same for you too?]

[We? We are not people like you who are consumed by petty desires. We are for the drake world….]

Quaang—!!!

At that moment, Wilmuth’s teeth bit into Bigen’s neck.

The pure white barrier that protected him was easily broken by Wilmuth’s teeth.

[You’re saying things that even your father wouldn’t believe! You guys did this for the flying dragon world?]

[Ugh…!!!]

[Ugh, tell me honestly. Aren’t you the ones who want the flying dragon world to disappear?]

[What…]

Kwajik—!!!

[Kaaaaaaah!!!]

Bigen screamed in pain.

Wilmuth’s thick teeth slowly broke through his scales and into his flesh.

[The reincarnation of a dragon.]

[….]

[Isn’t that what you guys wanted?]

[Nonsense!!]

Bigen denied Wilmuth’s words, but he couldn’t hide his embarrassment in his trembling voice.

[You probably heard it from your father. Because Dragon’s Reincarnation is a sad wish that can be cast when only one dragon survives in the drake world.]

Wilmuth said.

[Did you really intend to win the Octagon War? In my eyes, it seems like you were planning to run away to the future on your own?]

[That’s speculation! Even if you disappear, there are still two dragons left!! And now we have gathered to protect the flying dragon world!]

[Well? That crystal guy doesn’t know anything. Because he just received the title of Elder.]

Wilmuth snorted at Bigen’s words.

[It must have been properly used. I saw you guys giving Leren a look. Why did you make him do it instead of stepping forward yourself?]

[Chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

too

As Wilmuth’s teeth dug deeper, Vigen could not even struggle due to the pain.

[There is only one reason. They wanted us to kill them. On the contrary, you probably hoped that we would come find you.]

[Woo, don’t be ridiculous…!!!]

Kwaaaang―――!!!

Bigen turned his body and shook off Wilmuth’s attack.

[Sigh]

Bigen’s torn flesh fell to the floor along with blood.

[Hey, there you are, the brat of the flying dragon tribe. You’d better think carefully. I wonder if I can really trust that guy.]

Muran didn’t know what to do with Wilmuth’s warning and just looked at the two in turn.

[Not only did I lose my reason, but do you think I would believe in someone who became a soul soldier and even had my soul ministered to me?]

[Because I became a soul soldier, I was able to find my lost reason as well. Sometimes losing something is the way to gain more. Although I lost my body, I learned the truth instead.]

[….]

Muran could not easily answer his words.

“It’s not something to worry about.”

At that moment, Namgoong slowly walked in front of him.

“I will end the Octagon War. To do that, we need your defeat. So I’m going to kill that guy no matter what.”

Muran’s eyes trembled.

“You just have to decide whether you want to help that guy fight me or meekly accept defeat.”

“I am….”

“A fairy, a sea, a gnome, a giant… Will I plan for the future like many clans, or will I disappear from this place forever?”

[Shut up…!!!]

At that moment, Bigen rushed towards Namgung. But before Bigen’s teeth could reach him, his sword cut off Bigen’s head.

Kagang…! Kagaga River… ·!!!

Every time the sword bounced off the scales, a sharp spark erupted.

[…!!!]

Even though it was a fierce attack, Namgung was not easily pushed back.

[Kkeul, he is the one who ate my dragon core. There is no way you can be easily attacked by such an attack.]

Wilmuth said in a cold voice to Bigen, who was embarrassed.

“Bigen.”

Namgung slowly raised his head.

“I’ll take your dragon core too.”