"In the end, won't it be the same ending as your dead father?"
"All of you must die!"
"You, your mother, your sister, your maid—must all die!"
"Your struggle is meaningless, brat!"
The chirping explosion of Chidori interrupted Jaggs's victorious proclamation.
The magical shockwave blew up Noah's hair, and in her dragon pupils flashed every moment she had with her father.
Her gaze was firm, her expression calm,
"I already told you, don't call me a brat."
"I'm his daughter. I'm the daughter of the Silver Dragon Queen. I'm not going to sit there and wait to die!"
"Then come and try! Your pathetic power can't even leave a scratch on me!"
Noah raised Chidori high and stabbed toward the giant dragon in front of her.
BOOM!
Lightning dominated the entire battlefield in that instant.
The sharp chirp of Chidori resounded through Silver Dragon Sanctuary, vast lightning elements howling like a beast awakening.
And the giant dragon that had been showing off its might just a second ago now let out a miserable wail.
"ROAR!"
He tried to break free.
But the lightning elements directly paralyzed his body.
He could only crouch here, letting the surging lightning disintegrate his giant dragon body.
'A child... how could a child possibly have this kind of power?'
Jaggs forcefully opened his dragon pupils, and within that lightning, he seemed to see another man standing behind that brat.
"It's you… it's you? It's you!"
Chidori bloomed, lightning surged wildly, and the giant dragon's body turned to ashes.
The light faded, and Noah looked at the scene before her in disbelief.
The Dragon King's corpse lay at her feet.
This is...
Suddenly, a warm sensation came from her small shoulders.
That familiar hand gently rested on her shoulder.
"Well done, Noah."
"Now, go back to your mother and sisters."
"The rest… leave it to Dad."
The massive dragon body turned into specks of ash, dissipating with the wind.
Beneath the ashes lay the dying Chaos Dragon King, Jaggs.
Leon walked slowly to his side.
Jaggs used all his strength to sit up. Upon seeing the expressionless man before him, he panicked, crawling backward several meters with both hands and feet.
The arrogant and domineering air from just seconds ago had completely vanished.
Replaced by fear.
Fear of death.
"Why… are you still alive?", Jaggs asked tremblingly.
Leon stood in front of Jaggs.
Jaggs didn't retreat further.
Because Leon had stepped on his ankle.
He didn't doubt at all that if he moved even one more centimeter, Leon would crush it without hesitation.
This Dragon King who had lived for centuries couldn't even move under a human's pressure.
Leon looked down at him, eyes calm but hiding an almost overflowing fury.
"The last guy who hurt my daughter chose to commit suicide through a space rift. What a pity, I didn't get to kill him with my own hands."
Leon said lightly, "But this time… I won't give you any chance to commit suicide."
"You, you're going to do—AHHHH!!"
Before the sentence ended, two lightning swords pierced through Jaggs's left and right hands, pinning him firmly to the ground.
Right after—
Crack! Crack!
The sound of breaking bones echoed crisply, accompanied by the Dragon King's wails, reverberating across the smoke-filled battlefield.
Of course, Leon wasn't fond of using bizarre tortures to torment losers.
His revenge had always been about efficiency.
Just as Leon was about to strike again, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of another guy nearby.
Black Sun Dragon King, Bly.
"Ah… I recognize him. He came with you, right?"
Leon said lazily, "So, the ones responsible for all this are you two. In that case—"
He withdrew the lightning swords, grabbed Jaggs's collar, and dragged his broken body slowly toward Bly not far away,
"Kill both of you."
Jaggs's clothes scraped against the gravel on the ground, emitting a muffled rustling sound.
Like the scythe of death dragging across the ground, that ear-piercing noise and strange sparks burst out at once.
Upon seeing this man, Bly's reaction was identical to Jaggs's.
From surprise to shock, from fear to despair.
For a moment, he even forgot to run.
But as the grim reaper approached, Bly barely pulled himself together from the fear.
He looked at the Jaggs in Leon's hand.
'No saving him.'
'Run.'
'Don't hesitate, just run!'
Bly took two steps back, raised his hand to activate a spatial teleportation array.
He forced his eyes off Leon, using every ounce of strength to get his body moving under that terrifying pressure.
Bly turned around, staggering toward the teleportation array.
"As long as I leave here… leave here… whoever wants this job can have it. The Empire can clean up the monster it raised itself!"
Bly muttered in near madness, lunging toward the teleportation array.
Unfortunately.
Just as Bly's upper body entered the array, he immediately felt his tail being grabbed from behind.
Bly instantly understood what had happened.
He didn't look back, desperately struggling to enter the array.
'Just a little more, just a little more and I can escape this hellhole!'
But the person behind didn't budge an inch.
To Leon, the frantically struggling Bly looked like a rat cornered in a dead end.
Trying to crawl back to his dark and decayed cave.
Bly scratched and clawed, leaving two fierce marks on the ground.
Leon just held his tail, calmly watching the scene.
"You're a Dragon King, huh. What's this supposed to be?"
Bly no longer had time to retort Leon's mockery.
He just wanted to escape.
Just to get away from here.
But even when his hands were bloodied from clawing, he still couldn't shake off Leon.
The pain forced Bly to stop.
Then, he heard the scornful sneer from the person behind.
"It ends here, Dragon King."
"Really..."
"Too weak."
The next second, Bly was violently yanked backward by an absurd force.
Immediately after, Leon flung the dying Jaggs into the air, then grabbed Bly by the tail and tossed him up too, like throwing trash.
The two Dragon Kings met mid-air.
Leon clasped his hands together, then slowly pulled them apart, a long spear appeared in his grasp.
A-rank lightning magic: Thunderlight Sword Transformation, Skypiercing War Spear!
He aimed the lightning spear at the two in mid-air, then hurled it with all his strength.
The spear tore through the air, pierced the darkness, and finally, amid Bly's heart-wrenching screams, ran them both through.
Brilliant lightning exploded in the sky, illuminating the blackened earth.
Leon shook his hand, residual lightning peeling away from his fingers,
"Still not satisfying enough."
In the distance, Rossweise saw that familiar lightning, and a trace of hope flashed in her weary pupils.
"Leon…"
"Mommy!", Noah came running back from the battlefield, waving her hand, her face full of smiles.
Rossweise stared blankly at her daughter.
She knew what that smile meant.
At that moment, the Queen's anxious heart finally began to relax.
Her persistence and waiting had finally been rewarded.
Rossweise held little Light, took Luna's hand, and walked toward Noah, who was running toward them.
And not far behind Noah was that familiar figure.
He was still the same, not dodging after the explosion, standing there pretending to act all cool.
The Queen smiled, burying her face in little Light's cheek, her shoulders trembling slightly.
But before Rossweise could adjust her emotions, she suddenly felt the ground beneath her feet tremble violently.
She raised her head to look ahead, and instantly her eyes widened.
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