The fire dragon stared at Nidhogg in the center of the field.
The main thing is to kill him. It doesn't matter that there's no news of the "Holy Eagle" this time!
What's more important is that in a hundred years, he is the first person to make me reveal my Fire Dragon form!
Hehehe, I would never let go of such a rare battle. I will definitely devour him!
CRASH—!
The fire dragon's massive body suddenly leaped high above the hall, crashing down onto the field like a hill. Thick dust billowed up. Its crimson crystals shimmered with a blurry radiance in the sunlight.
ROAR—!
The fire dragon let out a shocking roar towards Nidhogg!
Nidhogg didn't move at all. But after he moved his left hand, he too wore a terrible dragon head—the wyvern.
"Let's go."
Nidhogg calmly announced, tore off his Holy Iron Chain Knights cloak, threw it to the ground, and advanced towards the fire dragon.
A wyvern?
The fire dragon ignored Bloodhound's Fang in Nidhogg's right hand, but stared at the wyvern on his left hand. Its vertical pupils widened in surprise. An indescribable sense of crisis arose within it.
It had always considered itself special as a dragon. Benedikt had once said, "Those who become dragons will devour the stars."
Becoming an Apostle, it had also accepted its fate as a dragon.
However, at this moment, another dragon appeared before its eyes—it was a dragon's head in a man's hand, as if a hunter capable of hunting it as a dragon had appeared.
This is absolutely impossible!
My fate has not changed. That is, I will eventually follow the "Holy Eagle" and become the "Fire Dragon" of the "Holy Eagle"!
No one can hunt me!
Hot air burst from its nostrils. The fire dragon narrowed its eyes, opened its bloody maw, and the flame rising from its abdomen spewed out at Nidhogg!
Almost simultaneously, Nidhogg raised the wyvern on his left hand. The pupils on the dragon's head suddenly opened. From its mouth, full of sharp teeth, a fiery breath erupted!
BOOM—!
The two hot pillars of flame collided in an instant. Fireballs scattered around, reflecting orange and red everywhere, as if time had suddenly changed to the afterglow of twilight.
The bard and Jerome, who hadn't fled far, stared in amazement at this scene.
The appearance of a giant dragon was already shocking enough. Now there were two dragons, and they were still breathing flames at each other. Oh my god, am I still in reality? This is from legends, right?
Also shocked were the Vandimion family in the VIP seats, the municipal officials of Vritannis, and the group of guards.
Where Grumblebundo had fallen, a fire dragon suddenly appeared. And this fire dragon had annihilated Mozgus, his disciples, and the members of the Holy Iron Chain Knights. Such a scene was enough to challenge the nerves of humanity!
However, the scene before them shattered the threshold they had just raised.
This was not a human battle at all. It had nothing to do with the team competition from before. This was simply a life-and-death battle between two monsters!
Many people felt they were having a nightmare.
Even Federigo, the "Master of the Scales," who was always calm in everything, was stunned for a while. His heart raced wildly.
When did everything get out of my control?
Madame Vandimion, who had already made a witty remark earlier, stopped fanning herself with her small fan. She frowned and watched what was happening beyond the field with a serious expression.
No matter how smart she was, she couldn't have imagined that such a thing could happen.
Serpico was the first to react. He gently nudged Farnese beside him.
"Lord Farnese."
Farnese, nudged, glanced at Serpico and quickly understood what he meant by "spirit body." She only hesitated for a moment before standing up.
At such a moment, to preserve the dignity of the Vandimion family and not cause chaos in panic, she had to stand up.
Everyone in the VIP seats looked at her sudden movement.
Farnese took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed her nervousness, and said to Federigo: "Father, we need to get out of here. The situation before us cannot be handled by any means."
"Leave this to that man. He is our companion, the most reliable companion. He will kill this fire dragon and will not let it wreak havoc in Vritannis."
Federigo frowned, glanced at Nidhogg on the field, and turned his head again.
"He's not Jerome. He's... Nidhogg?"
"Correct. If we stay here, we will only hinder him. Father, let's go."
Federigo looked at his daughter and suddenly noticed a familiar look in her eyes.
It was the same Farnese who, as a child, had been called the "devil of the Vandimion family."
He had always been a man who could control everything. As the head of the Vandimion family, he had to be like that.
However, little Farnese was like a monster in the family.
Federigo couldn't see through her thoughts and didn't understand why she had suddenly burned down the mansion, eventually forcing him to send her to the monastery.
Several years of life in the monastery seemed to have transformed Farnese into a person, at least someone whose thoughts could be seen and controlled.
Therefore, Federigo breathed a sigh of relief and allowed her to become the leader of the Holy Iron Chain Knights. Perhaps afterward, he could understand everything about his daughter.
However, this was a mistaken decision. Because of this, Farnese had disappeared for nearly a year and had once again freed herself from the self that had been accustomed to having her fate controlled by her relatives.
As the "Master of the Scales," Federigo did not panic like an ordinary father. He handled everything calmly, minimizing the situation and creating conditions for Farnese's safe return.
Farnese had returned and seemed unharmed. The female physician who had examined her also said she was still a virgin.
However, Federigo felt that although Farnese was still afraid of him, something had indeed changed in her. And these changes must have been caused by the experience of this disappearance.
Whatever she had experienced with that group of pagans and how her mind had been washed, Federigo didn't attack directly. He planned to manipulate the ferry of this group of pagans to end everything.
After that, perhaps his daughter could return to being a daughter under his control?
However, the battle between the Fire Dragon and Nidhogg, as well as Farnese's current expression, shattered many of the facts he had firmly believed in.
The clash of the two dragon flames was like the fire in the mansion. It stunned him a little.
Although Federigo was a man known as the "Master of the Scales," deep down he was a weak man. He needed to have everything under his hand and fit everything into his expectations to feel at ease.
But before him was an incomprehensible situation. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to control the fire dragon and Nidhogg in his hands. He couldn't even control his own daughter.
Perhaps Farnese was right. He could no longer handle this.
BOOM—!
At that moment, the dragon flames on the field produced a result.
The explosion of smoke brought gusts of wind, which also came to the destruction of the center of the hall. A huge crater was sunk downward!
Everyone gasped and turned to Federigo.
Federigo finally stood up, nodded, and made a decision.
"Let's get out of here."
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