[TLN- Keeping the pronoun of the ice dragon as He/His/Him. Note that it can be female which is quite common.]
âGurgaaaaaahhh!!!â
The Ice Dragon gathered an incredibly powerful magical energy deep in its throat and exhaled a freezing breath.
No matter how superior Lukeâs abilities were, he would not survive a direct hit.
But he simply gazed at it calmly, as if it were just an ordinary day. Then, with a slight grin on his lips, he activated a spell.
ââââDark Sun'â
In less than a second, before the breath could hit him, Luke sensed the tremendous amount of magic contained in the breath and judged that he could absorb it without any problems.
The dark sun created from his right hand slowly rose into the sky. As if drawn to it, the breath that the Ice Dragon exhaled unnaturally changed direction and was swallowed up by the black sun.
âHow insignificant!! This means nothing!!â
The Ice Dragon exhaled its freezing breath once again. But this time it was not aimed at Luke. It was aimed at the black sun that devours everything.
However, it was slightly different from before. It was narrower and more concentrated. In an instant, the dark sun froze.
At that moment, Lukeâs magic was broken.
ââŠAmazing.â
Perhaps it was due to his knowledge as deep as the ocean, which was far beyond human comprehension, or perhaps it was due to his exceptional insight.
The Ice Dragon had seen the weakness of dark magic. The weakness was that âthere is a limit to the amount of magic that can be absorbed at once.â
Thatâs why the Ice Dragon exhaled a breath with even higher magic density.
âIndeed, magic power density is extremely important. âKukuku, Lloyd is amazing.â
âWhat are you talking aboutââ
âIn that case, I should also concentrate my magic power in the core. More concentrated, denser. â âExtreme Dark Sunâ.â
This is bad. The Ice Dragon realized this instinctively.
It should be the same magic as before, but neither its breath nor any other magic it can use can break it.
For the Ice Dragon, it was almost like a conviction rather than just intuition. In addition, the magic was crafted too quickly. There was almost no lag time before Luke activated the new enhanced magic spell.
Therefore, there was no time to hesitate. It had to decide what to do now before this Dark Sun absorbed the magical energy in the atmosphere and grew bigger.
â ââ !!â
Dragons are creatures that are terribly resistant to both physical and magical attacks. Moreover, they possess amazing regenerative abilities, which makes them far superior to humans as a species.
The Ice Dragon chose to destroy the magic with its strong body. It swung its tail like a whip, sharp and flexible like a spear, and cut the Dark Sun into pieces.
âGaaaaaa!!â
Instantly, it felt like its magical power was being rapidly drained away. The Ice Dragon was shocked. It lost so much magical energy from just a slight contact. It had to avoid a direct hit at all costs.
âI see, the Dragonâs abnormal endurance is just as described in the literature. Overwhelming physical or magical attacks are necessary to cause damage. âIf both, even better.â
ââŠâ
Luke had a fierce grin on his face.
At that moment, the ice dragon finally understood. The creature in front of him was a human, a lower species, yet he truly intended to kill him, a dragon.
The ice dragon couldnât read Lukeâs expression as a human could, but with his highly honed senses that were incomparable to humans, he realized this fact.
The moment he understood, a feeling that he hadnât felt in a long time spread slowly like mist.
(âŠCould it be that I, myself, am feeling fearâŠ?)
However, that fear was immediately covered up by another emotion, a burning fury. For the ice dragon, the fact that they had even momentarily felt fear towards a mere human was unacceptable.
âYou human scummm!!â
The ice dragon flapped its wings and accelerated.
âKuku⊠Ahahaha!! As expected, fighting to the death⊠How wonderful!!â
While giving in to anger, the ice dragon closed in on Luke with rational thinking that he couldnât let him use that magic.
In contrast, Luke also flapped his wings created by magic and directly confronted the dragon.
The sharp claws and fangs of the Ice Dragon clashed repeatedly with Lukeâs sword. A human and a dragon. In terms of raw strength, it was clear as day who would win.
Scratches, bites, and tail swipes. All of them would be fatal to a human, but only if they hit.
However, every attack was dodged and evaded.
No matter how fast or heavy the Ice Dragonâs strike was, it couldnât land a direct hit.
Even breaths and magic were nullified by dark magic.
This stalemate was undoubtedly frustrating the Ice Dragon. The frustration of being held up by a mere human.
But every time it received Lukeâs increasingly sharp sword strikes, its emotions naturally faded away.
ââŠâ
It had realized it from the first confrontation.
It had forcibly pushed down its anger and averted its eyes, but it could no longer say such things.
It couldnât underestimate the existence of Luke as just a mere âhuman.â
Otherwise, it would be the one to die.
The Ice Dragon sensed this instinctively and recognized Luke as an equal opponent, deciding to stake its life on the battle.
In the Kingdom of Myrstia, where magic is supreme, the position of adventurers who have no relation to magic, comprising more than half of the population, is not a good one. Therefore, it is only natural that excellent adventurers tend to flow out to other countries instead.
And so here in Gilbadia, there are only adventurers of A rank or lower.
â⊠Amazing.â
Someone murmured.
Lukeâs battle with the Ice Dragon was something that no one in this place could have imagined as a real scene.
A-rank adventurers are nothing but a selection of talented and outstanding senior adventurers. But even beyond that, it was made clear that it was presumptuous to compare them with S-rank and X-rank adventurers who were truly chosen.
That battle made the viewer feel like they had wandered into a picture story world.
This was a battlefield where one should always be in combat mode, but most of the people had lowered their swords and were simply staring at it.
âLuke⊠just how far can you go?â
Abel was also one of them. Amazing. There was no other emotion. He couldnât even have the ordinary feeling of longing to someday become like that.
( âI canât be like Luke.)
What he had was a conviction that âI cannot be like him.â However, that was not resignation. It was a resolve and determination to walk his own path.
(Iâm so far away now that I donât even know how far away I am. But⊠I want to catch up someday. No matter how long it takes, someday, for sureâŠ)
There was a vicious presence that reminded them of death nearby, but no one panicked or spoke. It was all very quiet. HoweverâŠ
âSuuuuuuperbly brilliant!!!!â
A cry of ecstatic joy echoed through the air.
All eyes turned to find the source of the voice.
And there, on top of the circular wall, they found Alfred.
He had been watching Lukeâs fight with Claude, who refused to evacuate.
ââŠUh, Alfred, whatâs going onâââ
âMy lord!! Are you watching?! This is it!! This is the realm of God that I couldnât reach!!â
ââŠâ
Claude realized that even though Alfred had served his family for many years, he knew nothing about him.
Most magic is divided into âscaleâ and âspeed,â and the casterâs magic power is allocated accordingly. Most people unconsciously determine this ratio without realizing it.
Luke learned this fact while studying at Aslan Magic Academy. However, he was even more free with his magic.
It was not something he had acquired through effort.
Just as everyone knows how to move their hands and feet without being taught, most things about magic can be done from the beginning.
Therefore, it can feel boring.
Luke developed a new magic called âDark Wingsâ by greatly enhancing flight magic with dark magic.
With each flap, he absorbed magical energy from the atmosphere and transformed it all into âspeedâ.
As a result, Luke gained a speed that was incomparable to mere flight magic. He could move at a speed that even the dragon, the king of the sky, couldnât catch.
âDodging my bite⊠Kuh!â
ââŠâ
He dodged the ice dragonâs bite and slashed his wings in passing.
However, no matter how many times he slashed, the damage was minimal. The dragonâs endurance was incredible.
He thought about using âDark Gluttonyâ, butâŠ
That was Lukeâs last resort. It was a heinous magic that could even swallow matter by sublimating the characteristic of absorbing magical energy. However, this magic was still under development, and the burden on the body was immeasurable.
(âŠWhat a waste. I wonât use magic. Iâll definitely cut him down. Iâve already seen through his movements. Itâs really monotonous and boring. Heâs just a monster after all.)
Luke had no intention of using âDark Gluttonyâ.
He perfectly incorporated the unknown power that was different from the magical power into his sword and slashed the ice dragon.
That was what Luke aimed for. His vague sensations until now were sharpened and became clear in the battle with the ice dragon. It would be a waste to end it with magic.
Luke had been able to cut without this power until now. No, it should be said that he had been cutting by chance. But now he was facing a formidable opponent that he couldnât truly cut.
He parried the attacks of the ice dragonâs claws and fangs with his sword. He even parried the magic and breath attacks. In the repeated exchanges, Luke steadily gained control of that power.
And thenâŠ
âAh, this is it.â
The time had come.
Luke couldnât accurately grasp the source of that power.
But even without understanding it, he was able to control it thanks to his devilish ingenuity.
This was like âmagic that a warrior could handle.â He judged that understanding it to that extent was enough for now.
He immediately switched his consciousness and poured all his concentration into his sword.
The light converged on Lukeâs sword, andâŠ
â â<<Slash>>â
Since the start of the battle, the most blood spurted from the ice dragonâs tough body.
âGuaaaahh!!â
âHahaha! Finally, I did it! This is great! Oh, thatâs right, letâs mix it up!â
It was just an idea.
Luke thought of mixing dark magic with the special skill he had just learned.
The tremendous magic resistance of the ice dragon. Luke thought that it was like having a âmagic barrierâ on its body. So, if he wrapped it in darkness, it would be good.
The light that had been concentrated on the sword was stained black.
Without understanding how advanced the technique was, Luke had accomplished it.
âââ<<Dark Slash>>â
âGyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!â
The ice dragon tasted a pain it had never felt in about two hundred years and fell to the ground writhing in agony.
âMore! Letâs go more and more!â
Once he had grasped that feeling, it was as natural to Luke as his arms and legs.
A bigger light was concentrated on the sword than before, and it was stained black.
âââ<<Dual Dark Slash>>â
âGiiiiiiyaaaaaaa!!â
The swung sword was a divine and speedy two-hit slash.
âââ<<Triple Dark Slash>>â
âGaaaaaaaAAAAAA!!!â
And then, a divine and speedy three-hit slash.
The ice dragon screamed while scattering fresh blood. Luke, who was smeared with its blood, grinned and laughed from the bottom of his heart.
Once again, light was concentrated on the sword. It grew even bigger and more ominous.
âAhahaha!! ââ<<Quattroââ>>â
âW-w-wait! Wait, please!â
Lukeâs sword stopped just before striking. The tremendous gust of wind blew away the dust that had been swirling around the area.
ââŠWhat are you trying to do?â
âI-I-I fully⊠su-surrenderâŠâ
With its head down on the ground and its limbs and tail curled up as small as possible, it represented the dragonâs utmost respect. ââIt was a pose of submission.