CHAPTER 419: CHAPTER 255: HE IS MINE_2

She only needed a little bit of time.

Perhaps it was precisely because Bahamut saw through David’s ’die rather than submit’ mentality that he suddenly expressed:

’Your courage is commendable.’

Only then did he, without hesitation, unleash his murderous intent.

Because this was defiance against a god.

With a thunderous crash, Christoph, the old dragon, was slammed into the dilapidated building by the tail of the King of the North Wind, causing the already crumbling Temple to collapse in a domino effect.

Without the obstruction of the building, the blizzard became even more ferocious.

There was clearly no chance of winning.

Nor was there any hope of survival.

But why, at the sight of this old dragon, who wanted to coerce and entice me into becoming his son-in-law, now risking his life for me, his fate unknown, do I still feel so... angry?

Wrath

"ROAR!!!!"

A sudden burst of fiery breath cleared the raging snowstorm for an instant.

But as it approached Bahamut, it was extinguished like a campfire before a tempest.

"Bahamut! Let me, Brittany Sed Ponga, witness the power of your Dragon God!"

With a roar that echoed through half of the decaying mountain range, Brittany, the female Tyrannosaurus, charged toward the monumental Platinum Dragon God. She moved like a crimson snow leopard on all fours, navigating the storm that stripped away even a great dragon’s power of flight.

The heroic image of Brittany, using a snow-covered slope to suddenly leap and launch her assault on Bahamut, seared itself into David’s eyes.

It seemed eternal.

Fully aware that she could not win.

Certain of her impending death.

Yet Brittany still chose to attack the god.

I really admire your courage, Brittany.

Jealousy

David let out a heartfelt sigh of envy and admiration.

The next moment, Brittany, a half-mad, half-terrified smile on her lips, unleashed the pinnacle of her martial prowess.

Claw strike!

Wing strike!

Bite!

Tail strike!

The legendary Red Dragon’s attacks, which appeared as blurred afterimages even to David’s [Eye of Greed], were met by the Dragon God merely lifting a claw and casually flicking his fingers, effortlessly deflecting all of Brittany’s assaults.

No, it was not just deflection.

David clearly heard the crisp sound of bones cracking each time the Dragon God’s claws lightly repelled Brittany’s attacks.

Thus, under the claw strike, the Red Dragon’s foreclaws were completely severed.

After the wing strike, the Red Dragon’s wings were broken.

In response to the bite, the Dragon God flicked her right cheek with a finger. Her face rippled like water struck by a stone. Then, half her teeth flew out as blood spurted from all seven orifices.

Her final, defiant tail strike also failed to reach the Dragon God’s face. Instead, Bahamut’s mid-air claw attack blasted her away. Her body folded like a bird shot from the sky, plummeting faster than she had charged, weeping blood as she fell. She crashed headfirst into the deep snow, silenced.

Only a patch of crimson remained, spreading rapidly like ink on white parchment before a creeping, endless chill brought its advance to a desolate halt.

In David’s eyes, it was an unprecedented, shockingly vivid... beauty.

...I wonder if this is the time to strike while the iron is hot...

With this deliberately profane thought.

Lust

Simultaneously, an unprecedented courage surged within him, and the irresistible, trembling fear he felt before the Dragon God was inexplicably suppressed.

"It seems there’s nothing to be afraid of anymore."

"Right, Father?" David grinned, a smile of both relief and Arrogance spreading across his face.

He had already foreseen it: today, no dragon would survive.

"Ah?" Attilicia, who had unknowingly been weeping profusely due to the immense terror, showed a bewildered and confused expression.

Since death was certain, shouldn’t one at least choose a stylish pose to meet it?

And most importantly.

He wanted to be the aggressor!

So, the next moment, as the Dragon God Bahamut turned his gaze toward him, David raised his clawed wings high, as if wielding a sword of nothingness. Every scale on his body bristled, sharp and menacing like blades.

A sanguine mist abruptly erupted from David’s entire body. Then, guided by Arrogance, it coalesced beneath his raised clawed wings into what resembled a sword of Authority pointing to the heavens.

Merely raising this crimson sword seemed to cleave the raging blizzard in two. The howling north wind, once strong enough to blind a dragon, now seemed to part, making way for David, the crimson blood dragon who had transcended life and death.

For the first time, the Platinum Dragon God truly looked at David, this little Red Dragon who had not even reached Legendary rank.

And for the first time, he dropped the head of Farazur, the decaying Dragon God, from his maw, stirred, and moved from his spot.

Then, spreading his wings like a mountain suddenly taking flight, Bahamut launched an aerial assault on David.

David showed a sincere, joyous smile, then stepped forward and fiercely brought down the sword formed by his claws.

That strike—a God-Ascending Strike, purely copied from his mother using only his Authority.

[Pure Core Nuclear Fission Chain Slash]!

A beam of crimson light instantly erupted from David’s claws, shooting toward the heavens. It had just flared, momentarily etching a scarlet ring of thorns upon the densely clouded sky of Hades, when, in the very instant of the slash, it abruptly died.

And Bahamut, who had already descended upon David, froze abruptly, his claws halting just before David’s chest.