NOVEL NEXT Chapter 390 A little Help.
A war cry erupted within the battlefield and shook every awakener's heart who heard it, including the Dragon. Many groups began forming a formation centered around people in the back who mumbled something while gathering enough Mana to bombard a city.
Seeing the welcoming sight that greeted the dragon eyes' it roared to heaven sending a flurry of shockwaves that blasted nearby rubles around it.
"Release!".
"Fire!".
"Attack!".
Begin with one, then second and third voice shouted, creating a chain of commando while from every corner a magic projectile and even an arrow are released, raining down into the Dragon who maintains its wrath yet composure while hovering above in mid-air.
'Boom' explosions reverberated across the battlefield, from the collision born a black smoke that covered the entire body of the Dragon.
The people who saw their faces grimaced in discomfort, knowing that in just one fell swoop, one of their camps had almost obliterated and left only the one who managed to escape death within time.
With a flap of its massive wings, the Dragon sent out a gust of violent winds, and the smoke cleared out, showing its condition, which looked like it had nothing to be scared of.
The Dragon roared and began to comfort another batch of people, but several men with heavy equipment, bringing a large towering shield that covered their bodies, stood in front, and their bodies began to glow in a red aura.
It doesn't know why but the Dragon's attention suddenly shifted toward the people below it, bearing an insignia of one of the top guilds from Europe, Camelot.
"Shielder hold your position. Vanguard, prepare yourself, we will go together at the front line. The archer and wizard tried to take the Dragon to the earth! Now, we will carve a history of bringing down a dragon with us".
"Yes!".
One of the executives from the Camelot, Code Name Lancelot, and his real name is Harry. He is hailed as the second strongest man below the guild master of Camelot. He made himself with black armor and, with a spear that reached almost his height, began to move.
The wizard behind him began to pour a tremendous amount of Mana above the Dragon, and then a massive magic circle glowing in orange light emerged; it began to shine in a dangerous gleam end with a swing from Lancelot's spear, a silver pillar followed by a thunderous roar struck its body.
Caught off guard, the Dragon's body electrocuted, and it lost a brief hold of control upon its body. Its altitude lowered before the Dragon slammed to the ground, raising up the dust and creating a tremor underneath.
Seeing the chance, Lancelot clenched the black spear in his hand and shouted his order.
"Charges!".
Following his determined shout, many awakeners who saw the change, a vanguard began to launch an assault.
The situation also happened from the other side of the camp where Hisako saw Hiroshi charge ahead while she maintained a worried expression on her face. Not knowing why, but her heart keeps getting unease ever since the raid started.
However, she pushed aside the worry and concentrated with the other wizard beside her to launch a distraction in case the Dragon awoke.
Seeing many people coming toward its place with hostile intention, it made the dragon body flinch, forcing its paralyzed nerves to move out, but it was futile as the earlier lightning magic was effectives to render its muscles useless.
"Haaap! Gae Bolg!".
A torrent of black mass of power creeped out from Lancelot spear, it formed a straight line, compressing itself to form a massive pillar filled with murderous intent aimed at the Dragon whose pupils dilated in fright.
Not finished with just that, the other awakeners began to brandish their strongest move to finish the Dragon swiftly once and for all. Because they know the longer they let the Dragon roam and live, it would keep getting stronger and more before achieving unimaginable power a mortal could comprehend.
Before the tips of the spear almost pierced its skull, the Dragon released all of its Mana from within its body. A tremendous amount of tsunami hit the awakeners who approached, halting them in their place.
Faster than the Dragon could think of countermeasure, another pillar of lightning descent, following with other flame and earth beneath it that began to morphed and restrained its four limbs.
"Grrrr!".
Angered, the Dragon growled, but it came out as a little threat to the people who came for its head.
Lancelot, who already held his ground, thrust the spear tips to its skull in between its eyes, but eventually, the Dragon, with its sheer willpower, could tilt its head to the side, making the spear tips off its mark.
The Dragon did not leave unscathed as the spear severed its left eye. Blood spurted, a testament that the beast before them was also a living being who could be killed.
Many legends say that a dragon who lives to its maturity could be practically called immortal, and some of them are also hailed as a spirit for its immense power and knowledge of the world.
However, the one before them was still young, who happenly live inside a womb of one of the seven demon lord subordinates and got nourished by demonic power. The Dragon still didn't have much experience in battle, it only seek a destruction. Because, one thing that was planted deep inside its subconsciousness and that is to destroy everything and it did what it told.
The first wound that assaulted its nerves enraged the Dragon, and it faltered for a bit. Another incoming attack landed on its body, letting blood spurt from each wound. Its scales tore, flesh gouged, and blood oozed from the wound, bathing the Dragon in a sorry state after the relentless attack from humans.
Powerless and on the brink of its existence crisis, the Dragon sought something, someone who could take it from this crisis. Suddenly, the Dragon missed the comfortable feeling deep inside its mother womb who gave it warmth and life.
While the Dragon holds immense power and is feared by many, the one before the awakeners right now was nothing like those in legend for it was recently borned, not knowing how to utilize its experience and knowing how dangerous humanity is if united at the same front.
Suddenly, its nose caught a familiar scent that lingered way above it, hidden beneath the glaring eyes of the sun that witnessed its suffering. The scent was familiar from when it was still waiting inside Luxuria's womb.
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"I won't miss the second time!".
The Dragon's attention got distracted by a murderous intent that came in front of it. Lancelot readies his spear once more but with more ferocity and intensity, making its whole body shudder in horror.
"Grrr!".
For the first time the Dragon felt fear for the first time. It suddenly struck to realization as the wound on its body kept getting severs and strength began to sapped. It growled, asking for help.
"This is your end!".
A moment when Lancelot almost thrust his spear, shadow descended from above and landed in front of him. alerted by the sudden appearance of a mysterious person wearing black robe that covers its whole body.
Lancelot squinted his eyes, but faster than his body could react, a trail of blood danced in the atmosphere, and his body backed away, barely reacting from its slash. A bloody line formed on its body from its right shoulder to its left waist.
"Kuh!".
A demonic energy began to leak from the person in the robe, it turned its body toward the Dragon. Brief moment of stillness happened and in a single fluid movement, The person pry open the dragon mouth then throws a black ball which gives an ominous feeling for anyone who sees it.
Lancelot, who saw what had happened before his eyes, knitted his brows in a frown. His instinct screamed for the incoming danger.
"Mr. Lancelot!?".
"Are you okay!?".
"Who are you?".
"No! Everyone, leave this place!".
As Lancelot issued his order to his approaching comrade, the ground beneath them shook, and an ominous black aura leaked from the Dragon's body.
"Grrr!".
The Dragon's usually predatory eyes turned black devoid of any shred of consciousness. Its body convulsed several times before it enlarged twice its size, alerting everyone in the surrounding area.
Hiroshi who saw it faltered and canceled his attack while looking at the changing Dragon.
"What happened?".
Everyone on the battlefield also shared his sentiment. Because of its massive body and because of Hiroshi's position, which struck from the Dragon's hind legs, he didn't know what was happening in the front. However, one thing was for sure: Something dangerous was about to happen. "This feeling!? " Hiroshi muttered.
"Don't falter; let's keep continuing our attack."
The Leader from Japanese Camp issued his order, but Hiroshi knew best that something unusual happened, so instead of obeying he took a step back and some people who know him followed his steps.
"Hiroshi, what are you doing? I told you to..!?".
"Roooaaarrrrr!".
An earth-shattering roar shakes the world, the ground beneath trembles as black miasma bares its corrosive nature, and even the atmosphere is screaming for its terrifying roar that came from the Dragon's deepest part of soul that was enraged and the humiliation it received.
Hiroshi, who barely clutched his ears, looked toward the Dragon who was a bit far away from his place. Suddenly, his body shuddered with cold sweat that soaked his body.