Chapter 420 - 255: He’s Mine_3 - The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases - NovelsTime

The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases

Chapter 420 - 255: He’s Mine_3

Author: Wood Old Seven
updatedAt: 2026-01-24

CHAPTER 420: CHAPTER 255: HE’S MINE_3

It wasn’t that He suddenly felt any pity for a Red Dragon.

Rather, with that slash, David’s heart stopped beating completely.

Like a pump riddled with countless holes.

After all, this was the deicidal slash of a demigod, meant to prove his divinity.

At this moment, David was far from meeting the qualifications to fully utilize its power.

Christoph had underestimated both its caliber and power back in the day.

It wasn’t that David would die if he used it. It was that upon using it, he would instantly die on the spot!

TSSS...

Bahamut only felt a coolness on His cheek. He immediately retracted His claw from David’s chest and caressed His eyelid, only to see a drop of glaring blood.

The sword that David drew, which killed him first, had still injured Him.

He, Bahamut, had become the second deity in the Multiverse to be wounded by mortal hands.

Yet this seemed to stir no emotion in Him. There was no anger, only a stillness akin to the desolate, snowy winds.

"I have felt your bravery, child. Rest now."

Like a sigh.

But just as the King of the North Wind, with His claw stained by Dragon God’s blood, was about to touch David’s cheek—seemingly to soothe those still-wide-open eyes and grant his soul peace—

"Let go of him!!!"

David’s death finally roused Attilicia from her fear-induced paralysis, and, like a Tyrannosaurus gone utterly mad, she charged at Bahamut.

But she was simply ignored by the King of the North Wind.

He could tell at a glance she was a fallen dragon, one who had deviated from her allegiance and faith.

The groans of the weak are of no interest to dragons.

Yet just as Bahamut’s bloodied claw was about to touch David’s head—

SNAP.

A claw far more ’delicate’ than His grasped His wrist. "Stop, he is my chosen one. He is mine, understand?"

The King of the North Wind paused his motion, then immediately turned to see the ’old Red Dragon’ who had appeared at His side at some point—his chest still bearing a gaping hole as though ’dead and resurrected’—bearing a sincerely admiring, yet nostalgic smile: "So, you’ve come after all, my old friend, Tiamat."

David, stubborn to the very end, had not chosen to summon the Chromatic Dragon Queen.

Yet this Dragon Goddess had always been watching him through that divine power mark.

That deicidal slash, soaring into the heavens, had abruptly awakened the Dragon Goddess from her rest.

Then she saw her three worshippers die in succession, all at the hands of Bahamut.

And with that, She descended in a fury.

"Who the hell is your old friend! Go die!!!"

Tiamat, using Christoph, her follower, to arrive through space, immediately launched a claw strike at Bahamut’s face.

But it was blocked by Bahamut’s raised claw.

That clash of Dragon Gods immediately sent a tolling roar like a great bell across the desolate Grey Wilderness, a horrific fissure bursting open between them.

David’s ’corpse’ was like a snowflake in the north wind, ’drifting’ off into the open space, colliding head-on with Attilicia, leaving her bruised and battered as they tumbled together into the snowy ground.

Bahamut had only just been flung back near David when He abruptly lifted His head. He saw another Red Dragon, one who had supposedly ’died’ long ago, standing high above in the blizzard. Her body was battered. She—or perhaps, more accurately, the Goddess Herself—raised a crimson sword that seemed to stretch to the sky, as if poised to split the heavens and earth in two. She rotated, bringing the sword down on Him.

This time, it was the genuine... [Nuclear Fission Chain Slash]!

The wild wind and snow suddenly froze for a moment.

Then, above the Decayed Dragon God Temple, a terrifying red aurora burst forth and shook the air.

The whole of The Decayed Domain, after being torn in two by two Dragon Gods, was neatly divided into four.

In that instant, all the souls in Hades’s Grey Wilderness heard the groans from the planes.

The devils and demons engaged in distant bloodshed halted momentarily, all turning to look in the direction of The Decayed Domain.

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