Q: How do you make a True Dragon Lord follow you back to the Great Tomb of Nazarick?
A: Beat it up first.
A forced melon may not be sweet, but that does not matter. As long as it quenches your thirst.
Above the previously calm sea, the surface suddenly erupted in waves as a blood-red colossal dragon burst out.
The Vampiric Dragon Lord frantically flapped his wings, looking extremely disheveled.
Even now, the Vampiric Dragon Lord still could not understand.
Why had a perfectly normal fellow dragon suddenly become the Filth of the Dragon Emperor?
However, years of ingrained survival instincts made him choose to flee immediately.
The Vampiric Dragon Lord had no intention of fighting at all.
He could not win.
There was absolutely no way he could win.
He would die.
After that brief clash earlier, the Vampiric Dragon Lord already knew he was no match.
If this continued, defeat was certain. And judging from how the "Filth" behaved, losing meant death.
(The Eight Greed Kings had completely ruined the first impression of Players.)
Right now, the only option was to run.
It was not the first time he had done this. It had been the same during the time of the Eight Greed Kings, and it was the same now.
His life was more important than anything else.
[World Teleportation]
Wild Magic activated, tearing open a rift in space. A look of joy appeared on the Vampiric Dragon Lord's face as he immediately rushed inside without hesitation.
But in the very next moment, he was abruptly bounced back.
"What is going on?"
The Vampiric Dragon Lord stared in shock.
"It's useless. As a True Dragon Lord, you should know this well."
"Wild Magic [World-Isolating Barrier]. Within this barrier, all teleportation magic becomes ineffective."
A voice sounded from nearby.
The Vampiric Dragon Lord looked up and realized that at some point, a transparent barrier had already surrounded the entire area.
"That's impossible. How can you use this magic?"
The Vampiric Dragon Lord was very familiar with Wild Magic [World-Isolating Barrier].
It was a barrier-type Wild Magic capable of forming a massive field that completely cut off internal and external interference. Neither physical force nor magic could break through it.
It was highly effective at preventing enemies from escaping and was often used as an opening move when a True Dragon Lord faced a powerful opponent.
As one of the remaining True Dragon Lords, the Vampiric Dragon Lord naturally knew this magic as well.
But he could not understand why the other party could use it.
A Filth that not only possessed pure dragon blood, but could also wield Wild Magic...
That alone was a serious problem.
"A friend taught it to me. You two might even know each other."
Naohara smiled slightly as he explained.
Although with his current appearance, that smile looked rather terrifying.
"I know them?"
"Who could it be? Could it be that one of the True Dragon Lords has defected to the Filth..."
The Vampiric Dragon Lord's mind immediately began running wild with speculation.
However, before he could think of anything meaningful, Naohara had already lost interest in chatting.
Better to finish this quickly.
The three pairs of dragon wings on his back moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye the dragon form of Naohara closed the distance with the Vampiric Dragon Lord.
Seeing that escape was impossible, the Vampiric Dragon Lord struggled for a moment before finally choosing to confront him head-on.
Rather than keep hiding and running, it would be better to risk everything. That way, there might still be a sliver of hope.
[Wild Magic: Blood Soul Annihilation]
The Vampiric Dragon Lord unleashed his strongest attack.
[Blood Soul Annihilation] was a self-created Wild Magic of the Vampiric Dragon Lord. By releasing a vast amount of soul energy, it ignited the enemy's blood and soul directly, causing devastating damage.
However, the spell had one condition: the difference in strength between the two sides could not be too great.
If it had been Naohara before his dragon transformation, it might have caused him some trouble.
But unfortunately, for the current Naohara, whose attributes rivaled those of a World Boss, this Wild Magic had little effect. In fact, it dealt less damage than a single 10th-Tier spell.
Of course, it wasn't completely useless.
At the very least, it left his whole body feeling pleasantly warm. Honestly, it felt pretty comfortable.
Naohara ignored the Vampiric Dragon Lord's look of disbelief, as if the dragon was beginning to question its own existence.
[Catastrophe Dragon Crushing Fist]
Naohara teleported behind the Vampiric Dragon Lord. Catastrophe power gathered in his arm as a heavy dragon fist slammed straight into the dragon's spine.
A sharp series of bone-cracking sounds rang out. The Vampiric Dragon Lord's massive body bent backward unnaturally, its entire frame twisting in the opposite direction.
The dragon plummeted toward the ground at tremendous speed. Before it could even attempt a counterattack, Naohara's next strike was already upon it.
[Thousand Rending Void Flash]
Two rows of red points on the Catastrophe Dragon's chest glowed faintly, then several reddish-brown lasers burst out.
At the same time, the long dragon tail behind him whipped through the air, transforming into a spear that tore through space with lightning speed.
One attack from the left, the other from the right. The unfortunate Vampiric Dragon Lord hadn't even realized what was happening before it was caught in another pincer assault.
Flesh tore apart, and dragon blood mixed with the aura of the undead poured down from the sky like a crimson waterfall.
The Vampiric Dragon Lord struggled to open its eyes. As an undead being, it could feel its life slipping away like a candle flickering in the wind.
Large and small holes covered its entire body. Most notably, at its chest, a pitch-black dragon tail had pierced straight through it, suspending the dragon in midair.
"Tsk tsk. As expected of an undead True Dragon Lord. Your vitality really is impressive."
With a slight movement of his tail, Naohara pulled the impaled Vampiric Dragon Lord closer and looked at it with a hint of admiration.
Despite looking like it was on the verge of death, the feedback from the spell [Life Essence] showed that it still had five percent of its health remaining.
Fortunately, Naohara had carefully controlled his strength. Otherwise, with the attributes of a World Boss, the Vampiric Dragon Lord would have already gone to meet the ancestors of the dragon race.
"Cough… cough… What… do you… want?"
Feeling the hollow emptiness in its chest, the Vampiric Dragon Lord lowered its head and spoke in a weak, choking voice.
The other side clearly could have killed it instantly. So why had he stopped at the last moment? Was he planning to torture it?
"Haha, you didn't think I was going to kill you, did you? Don't be silly. Why would I kill you?"
"Didn't I say before? I just want to be friends with you."
Hearing this, Naohara revealed a gentle smile. At the same time, special potions meant to heal undead beings shattered one after another in his hand, ensuring the Vampiric Dragon Lord wouldn't suddenly die.
"You…"
The Vampiric Dragon Lord's eyes widened. Its lips trembled for a moment, then its head tilted to the side as it fainted.
"Asleep?"
"Man, dragons really do have great sleep quality. They just drop and they're out."
After confirming that the Vampiric Dragon Lord hadn't suddenly died, Naohara shook his head and sighed.
[Message]
Opening the communication channel, Naohara directly contacted Momonga. After all this time, it was about time he reported that he was safe.