Chapter 697 – Dragon Slaying and Rights

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It is said that the shape-shifter’s changes can perfectly copy the body’s features.

However, that is only a matter of a certain level. When it comes to transformation into an object that transcends one’s original mass and volume, or transformation into a body with an overwhelming difference in performance, there are many questions whether the original can be copied. Conditions are required.

If a special race or character called a shape-shifter consumes a large amount of magical power, it may be possible.

Or, if there is a magic tool that can assist with that ability, transformation beyond the limit may be possible.

If only there were a means to somehow narrow the gap between the person being transformed and the object.

Peter is a shape-shifter who belonged to the Exile Church and threw away his body through various experiments, and acquired the ability to transform into another person, leaving only his soul in a near-death state.

As a result, he was able to overcome his physical limitations and transform into any mass or volume as long as he had enough magic power.

Therefore, he has been working in the dark to fulfill Adam’s will, sometimes changing into a dragon, sometimes an elf, sometimes a human, and sometimes a beast.

Even if his true identity was discovered, there was no enemy he could defeat in the form of the Demon Dragon Fafnir, the most powerful form he could assume.

Most intelligent beings and beasts were so scared that they ran away after seeing the perfect 100% clone of the dragon.

Peter thought that Cleon and his companions would do the same.

Like the brave humans who hunted dragons in the past, they do not have anything special, but are just a little stronger than average –

In particular, when it came to Cleon, a member of the dark horse clan who was hostile to his father, he had a contemptuous attitude towards him.

This is probably because he has already killed a reincarnated member of the Black Demon clan several times in the past using his own secret medicine.

So this time too.

He will take his life for his father’s plan.

Immediately after transforming grandiosely with that thought in mind, his wings were pierced, and he fell to the ground, his horns cut off, and he let out a painful scream.

Do these people know how humiliating it is?

Pirte gritted his teeth and crawled across the ground, spinning his body and swinging his thick, menacing tail to swat away Cleon and Diora who were charging at him.

However, just before the tail touches, Diora plunges the spear into the ground as if pole-vaulting and jumps straight up into the sky.

In addition, Cleon holds the adamantite sword and Galatea in one hand and holds them horizontally to block the tail.

Of course, since the weight of Cleon’s body is lighter than the weight of its tail, Cleon would have to be pushed away.

Quad Deuk! Then, the foot that stepped on the ground was firmly planted in that spot, and only the strength was used to keep the spot, stopping the lunge of his tail.

[Goofy! With human power!?]

Peter lets out a confused voice, but Cleon raises his head and shouts to Diora, who has risen to the sky.

“Now is the time, Diora!”

The moment the voice cut through the air and reached the sky, Diora’s body, which had jumped into the air, spun around using the weight of her spear and rotated 180 degrees in the air.

If you think that the spear that was pointing upwards turned downwards, a platform of magical magic circles appeared near her feet-

Paang! With a sound that pierces the wall of air, her body rises to the ground, and a burning spear envelops her entire body.

It was literally falling like a meteor, reaching the tail of the guy that Cleon stopped and blocked—

Suddenly!

It was literally like a well-honed kitchen knife cutting meat, cutting off the tail cleanly and separating it.

The cut part remains in its original form, perhaps because it is no longer part of the shape-shifter’s body.

[Kooooo!!]

Peter screams from the painful sensation and sheds both blood and magic.

No matter how much the body was made of magic, his body felt pain.

Diora herself, who made a dangerous attack that was like throwing her body, landed lightly on the ground and immediately widened the distance from his pain-stricken body as if there was no rebound, looking for another opening to swing her spear. Control her spacing.

[I will not forgive you guys!!]

Then, Pitre turned his body once again and opened his mouth wide towards where his companions were.

Everyone knew what that meant.

When a dragon raises its horned head, which is also its weak point, and opens its mouth, it is a signal that it intends to use its breath.

However, if it is Cleon, he has already passed through the breath of a real dragon, so this time he stands in front of its face to test it again…

＂There is no need for that! If it’s on the ground and not in the sky, it’s like this!”

When he thinks he hears Selena’s voice, she swings her staff toward the sky, and a magic circle of light forms above the dragon’s head.

＂You, face the day of judgment under the guidance of justice that does not give in to great evil! Judgment Gate!”

Then, the magic circle opens like a window, as if connected to this space.

Beyond that, a huge sword made of light appears and pierces Pitre’s mouth from top to bottom.

Not only was the mouth that was opened to fire the breath forced to close, but the sword pierced the jaw and pinned it to the ground, making it impossible to move.

When that happens, he has to use all his wings and legs to protect his head and keep Diora and Cleon at bay until his magic wears off.

＂Be quiet…＂

However, what seems to block his hopes is the voice of a young girl.

As Sasha’s eyes shine with the imprint of a hunter, she moves her gaze at a speed two to three times that of a human.

What Sasha sees is the target’s muscle movement, breathing, and subsequent movement of the position protected by the scales.

And, it was a confirmation of where he had to insert the magical needle to stop his body.

＂There!＂

The girl ran across the ground and pulled an arrow, piercing the large man and tying him to the ground.

Originally, it would have been impossible to pierce a dragon’s scales with a human-made arrow, but what Sasha used was a needle-like needle that was too small to be called an ‘arrow’.

The arrows, which were of normal size during demonstrations, were separated into hundreds of arrows as they flew through the air.

There is a common belief that large arrows will hit a large body well, but what protects a dragon’s body is its scales.

In other words, there was a possibility that it would be easier to break through the body’s defenses if one aimed for the gap between the scales.

And, when a wedge made of magical power pierces through the gap in the scales and gets stuck, it remains and sparkles here and there on the body, as if it had received acupuncture, a medical art that the Eastern countries are proud of.

The length of all of them can be adjusted by Sasha’s magic power, so if you dig in further from the part where it is embedded and fix the muscles and bones-

[Ooh, I can’t move, I can’t…]

Just as Sasha declared, Pitre was forced to become quiet.

[This can’t be… Even if I can’t replicate the dragon’s magic ability, it can’t be this one-sided…!]

As Pitre said this and cried out in disbelief, Cleon jumped on his back, cut off the protrusions on his back that were in the way, and cut him off right above his head.

He reached the area around his neck and started cutting the back of his neck with the sword in both hands.

Instead of Sasha’s needle-like thin and small weapon, both the Galatea and adamantite swords needed to hit the exact same spot in order to cut through his hard skin.

However, if you cannot move and your body is fixed-

Every time Cleon’s arm, which moves like lightning, swings, sparks fly as the scales collide with the blade.

A attack like a ghost, so much so that the blade begins to turn red due to the frictional heat.

Just as the saying ‘the body is completely copied’ is not a lie, the Dragon Scale, no matter how much it was a magic sword or adamantite, was able to protect the inner flesh over and over again, especially if it was a particularly strong vital area.

It had a hardness that was on a completely different level from the tail, which had to move relatively flexibly and therefore could not cover the entire surface.

But, blah blah blah. And

When the sound of cracking scales was heard, Pitre had a choice to make.

Unable to use magic properly except for the magic that controls humans who have cracks in their hearts, he gave up his ‘dragon form’, which was the reason he had been able to survive until now, and returned to his original size, albeit momentarily, free from all these constraints. Will you escape?

Or will he somehow escape his restraints while maintaining this form, and drop Cleon?

However, the answer must have already been decided.

These people will cut off their own heads more easily than now if they give up this dragon form.

That’s why, from birth until now – for the first time in his life as a shape-shifter, who has lived for over a thousand years.

A mutation is attempted that changes only the positions of the muscles, bones, and internal organs while maintaining the exoskeleton.

Crack! As he made a sound, Cleon felt the body he was riding on change from the inside and adjusted his posture so as not to fall.

But immediately after that, his arms and legs began to move, ignoring Sasha’s sting, and even the membranes of his wings were covered with hard scales, protecting his body once again.

After that, he pulled out the sword stuck in his mouth and regained his body’s freedom.

However, when Cleon did not fall in the process, Pitre flew up into the sky with Cleon on his back, probably thinking he would deal with them one by one first.

＂Cleon!＂

Selena raises her voice and tries to follow him with her flight magic, but the dragon’s speed is still faster than the wizard’s flight magic.

Sasha also tried aiming her bow from the ground, but unlike before, she was careful not to let the arrow even hit her wings. If Pitre was flying acrobatics, it would be difficult to hit her with a shot from the ground unless it was a guided missile.

[Keuuuuugh! Get away! Get off you damn bug!!]

In order to drop Cleon, Pitre continues to fly while rotating his body several times in the sky.

However, as Cleon holds on to his scales as if he will never let go, he has no choice but to increase his altitude.

[Keuuu! This is what happened!!!]

If a human goes up to an altitude where he doesn’t have the oxygen he needs to breathe, he’ll lose consciousness and fall.

However, his own dragon body is strong enough to survive for a short time even if he goes into outer space.

When he saw the guy continuing to increase altitude, he raised his voice towards Cleon, as if he was worried no matter how much it was Galatea.

[What are you going to do, Cleon!? If it continues like this…!]

＂It’s not bad? Going to see beyond the sky like this.”

When Cleon makes such a carefree sound, Galatea screams and screams, but Cleon ‘snaps’ as if it’s a joke and lets go of his scales.

Then, of course, Cleon’s body begins to fall downward, drawn by gravity.

Cleon, who had already begun to fall from a considerable altitude without any resistance to falling, only wrapped his own body with a little magic power and did not use his flight magic, but instead looked straight above himself and looked at Pitre, who was still flying. It was watching.

And just like him, Pitre also feels that Cleon has disappeared behind him and looks down.

Cleon probably knows how to use flight magic. Even if he doesn’t, if he protects his body with magic, he won’t fall to the ground and die even if he loses consciousness.

Pitre is angry, but tries to change his trajectory and head towards the royal capital where his father is.

Even though the mission was a failure and Kanan was handed over to them alive.

Although it will result in disappointing my father-

‘Have you disappointed your father?’

When his thoughts reached that point, his flight trajectory changed from heading towards the royal capital to following Cleon, who was spinning and falling down.

If he’s in the air, he won’t be able to dodge, and if he swallows Cleon in his mouth and spits out fire before he gets to the ground, he’ll be able to melt him to death.

The meaning of his existence is only for Adam.

Therefore, disappointing him was no different from denying the meaning of one’s own existence.

Even if Cleon flies, he begins to fall at a speed so fast that he cannot avoid it. When he opens his mouth and faces Cleon.

Only then does he make eye contact with Cleon for the first time.

He – falling from thin air, he looks straight in this direction while seemingly not resisting any force.

He had a smile on his face.

[!?]

However, he was already out of his range of control, such as stopping the falling speed himself. If he succeeded in swallowing Cleon before he could close his mouth, he had no choice but to collect his breath in his mouth and try to shoot him. .

The inside of his mouth instantly embraces heat like hell.

[Burn to death, the dark magic sword─]

Of course, he didn’t say it was a viable plan.

Peter, who felt Cleon’s sword piercing the inside of his mouth, tried to spit out flames without paying attention.

But the next moment, the stuck sword continued to get heavier.

No, not only did it become heavier, but its cutting power also increased.

[W-what!?]

He probably never thought that he would have a sword that becomes stronger by absorbing blood.

“Can you hear me, Shape Shifter? From now on, I will turn everything inside you into mush.”

[W-what!? That, stop!!]

Peter’s voice rang out in panic, but immediately after that, a tremendous pain started in his mouth and slowly made its way inside his throat.

Peter could tell even as he was being attacked that this was happening because Cleon was moving forward while swinging his sword inside.

[Quaaaaa!! Stop, stop!!!]

Peter screams and loses control of his flying body.

But Cleon continued on for a long time, and when he arrived at the dragon’s stomach—

Kwasik!

When a sound as if something is breaking open a shell is heard, Cleon’s body bursts out, covered in blood, through the back.

Cleon saw Peter falling, holding a red sword in one hand and a black sword in the other.

His adamantite sword must have already been soaked with enough blood, so it was awakened enough to cut off his scales without a problem.

[Float, fall…! I’m falling!? Stupid, stupid!!]

Peter couldn’t even move his wings because of the pain, so he just fell to the ground in a straight line, pulled by gravity.

He would have already died if he had not been a being with a fixed form like a shape-shifter, but he feels fear and despair as he continues his painful life without being able to die.

But─

“It’s not over yet, you damn bastard!”

The voice Cleon made while catching up with his falling speed through flight.

Then he rotated his body, adding falling speed to the sword in both hands, accelerating his body ceaselessly with magical energy.

Just like Diora did earlier, she wields the adamantite sword and Galatea at the same time, with even flames caused by friction on her body-

Let’s hit the scales on the neck of the guy who made the gold.

Suddenly! While a cheerful sound rings out.

Peter sees his body rising to the sky.

[──]

However, that was an illusion that appeared because his head fell into the air and turned over-

The moment I realized that both his head and torso were falling towards the ground.

Boom!!!

＂Wow…!＂

Sasha raises her voice like a scream due to the large object suddenly falling from the sky and the dust rising on the large object.

Pitre’s body and neck were separated, and he fell to the ground and crashed.

Thanks to this, the body was completely shattered, and the internal organs spilled out, and the head also had several scales broken, and the mouth area crushed.

＂Phew…＂

As Diora watched the scene, she whistled in admiration as Cleon, covered in blood, landed as if he had fallen from the sky, wiping the blood off his sword.

“Ha, I thought I went up to the sky, but I came back covered in blood…”

“Ah, I explored the inside of the dragon’s body a little bit.”

＂… It stinks, so I hope you don’t come near me!?＂

This guy definitely smelled.

A foul smell emitted by a being with a rotten soul.

And looking at the dragon’s corpse lying on the ground, Cleon did not return his sword, but approached the corpse and aimed it at its head.

The head alone took up the volume of two or three humans, but it was also large enough for one person to fit inside.

“I guess he’s not dead yet. Peter.”

When Cleon says that, the dragon’s eyes, which only showed white, turn to look at Cleon.

[W-what a fool… Is the Dark Demon clan this time really this strong…? What is this power-]

However, when Cleon’s sword is inserted into his head again while he is speaking, he screams in pain.

And slowly, when you think that the head has melted, it will return to a humanoid magical body without any of the characteristics it showed at first.

Cleon’s sword was stuck in its stomach.

[Lord, kill me…! I admit my defeat…!]

When Peter realized that he could not defeat them even in his strongest form, the dragon, he seemed to delusion that giving up his life before showing any more shame would protect his and his father’s honor.

He raised both hands and assumed a pose of surrender.

But the next moment.

When he thinks Diora’s arms have moved, the spear swings like a flash of light and blows off both of his wrists.

Of course, when Pitre, who still felt the pain, rolled on the ground and screamed, neither Cleon nor Dio showed any expression of sympathy for him and spoke coldly.

“Defeat? Do you think such a right exists for you?”

Cleon’s cold voice, and Diora speaks.

“Are you planning on ending the fight you started on your own? Peter. I think death is a very ‘neat’ ending for you.”

Diora approached him, who was rolling on the ground, and took something out of his arms.

A golden pattern was engraved on the surface of a small black cube-shaped dice, so even a person without knowledge could tell that it was a magic tool.

“Your disposition will be decided by Kanan over there. Until then, you will be locked up in a special prison.”

＂That is the ‘Box of Tartarus’…?”

When Selena recognized it, Diora lightly threw the box towards Peter.

Then, the box became huge and sucked Peter inside with strong suction.

[Now, wait, wait-]

Peter seemed to be trying to say something, but he could not resist and was stored inside the box. The box, which had become huge, returned to its original form the size of a child’s fist and remained quietly as if nothing had been there.