Tyrant

“Speak, ultimate sovereign. As you fight to prevent the world’s demise, what kind of death do you wish for?” “…” As I recalled the question posed by Night Bringer, I clenched my fist. It was the same then as it is now. What I aim for, what I aspire to, is not death, not the…

Crossroad downtown. The smithy. “Huh, huhuhuhu…” Dearmudin let out a sinister laugh. Today, he was clad in the gear crafted from the newly completed magic core of Wingian—the [Old Phoenix]. The robe, thick with dusky grey feathers, suited Dearmudin quite well as he stroked his long beard and stood confidently. It gave him the air…

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” With a chunk of her side hair brutally chopped off, Hecate smiled nonchalantly. “I’ll just die for a moment and come back. Then I’ll be revived with my old hair, and we can continue…” “How can you say something so horrifying?!” Junior desperately grabbed Hecate, who was staggering towards the exit….

Equipment made from a Dragon Heart, or the power core of a dragon, is significantly more powerful and efficient than other gear. Moreover, the characteristics of the dragon to whom the Dragon Heart belonged are reflected. Wingian’s innate traits include mind control, feather bombardment, and flight. Of these, mind control is notably the most significant….

Thus. Suddenly, ‘Pure Scale of the Black Dragon’ Scalian had become one of my captured monsters. I groaned as I looked at the list of my captured monsters in the system window. ‘No, why… Am I really becoming a capture monster master?’ And it’s filled with legendary ones at that. To think there are as…

The dragon’s body has a reverse scale. This scale grows in the opposite direction to the other scales that make up its body, and merely touching it can drive the dragon into a frenzy of rage. That is the reverse scale. But, what if. There is a dragon whose entire body is made up of…

As the Banshee Legion Commander had revealed, Wingian’s reverse scale was hidden atop its elongated tail feathers. “So what about it…!” Despite having his reverse scale exposed, Wingian was not at all perturbed. “Do you think you could even dare to strike at my reverse scale?!” “No, that, even your horns, eyes, beak, and wings…

“Kraaaaaaah!” As feathers and a tremendous amount of blood sprayed from the severed wing joint, Wingian let out a terrible scream. The creature that lost a wing lost all balance and lift and started to plummet immediately. From afar, Verdandi, having sliced through the creature’s back, could be seen deploying her parachute. “It hit the…

Thud, thud, thud… The feather bombardment had ended. Wingian flew over us and far into the distance. It would surely come back this way, attacking with different means next time. Its slowly rotating wings extended far to the sides, and a dark, sinister energy formed on the entirety of the wings. ‘That pattern is…!’ It…

As if hurt by the harsh words from the race he treated like pets, a look of annoyance flitted across Wingian’s face. “This wretched thing, just because it has a mouth…” “Um, excuse me… you’re mimicking the appearance of that wretched thing.” As I teased him, Wingian flinched. It seemed he had just realized he…