Vol. 6 Ch. 98

"M-Mevis-sensei, what are you doing here?"

Noa was both shocked and delighted.

It had been a long time since they last parted. Future Noa had already returned to her rightful timeline, while Mevis, under Rosvisser’s arrangement, had gone into seclusion—hiding from her family.

At the time, Mevis had used the excuse of "continuing her journey to become a complete dragon" to say ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ goodbye to the young dragon girls. But only Noa knew that wasn’t the truth.

After fifty years apart from her family, Mevis-sensei surely would’ve stayed to be with her sister and their mother.

Yet now, here she was—on the battlefield against an external invasion. Noa couldn’t help being surprised.

"The prince sent me."

Mevis crouched down just like she used to, bringing her gaze to level with Noa’s—

a habit inherited from future Noa, now naturally part of Mevis’s mannerisms.

"A few days ago, the prince came to me personally and said the Silver Dragon Clan might face an attack soon. The enemy would be strong, and he wanted all available combat forces to prepare in advance—including me."

"Dad, huh…"

No wonder he’d been so calm about leaving Rosvisser, Noa, and her sisters at home, even knowing how powerful the Void Realm enemies could be.

Turns out… he had already prepared for this.

And not only that—since he anticipated the Void would come for them directly, he had even arranged for Isha to stay behind.

The facts proved that the prince’s foresight wasn’t baseless or excessive.

They had barely been gone for two weeks before the Void Realm attacked.

"But sensei, you don’t have your Primordial Power anymore—"

Mevis smiled and reassured her. "That’s nothing to worry about, Noa."

She lowered her gaze to her right hand, flexed it into a fist, and continued,

"During the fifty years you borrowed my body, you kept training diligently. So now, even though I can’t use Primordial Power, my strength is still basically the same as when you possessed me.

A true overachiever stays an overachiever, no matter the timeline…"

Whether it was her own body or someone else’s, present or future—Mevis had always been tirelessly grinding.

And besides, she’d always been an elite warrior of the Black Moon Dragon Clan.

Even without future Noa’s cheat-like hacks, she still more than deserved to stand on this battlefield.

"Thank you for coming, sensei."

Noa paused for a moment, then asked,

"You said earlier that Dad called other people too? Who are—"

Mevis looked past Noa’s shoulder.

"They’re here."

Noa turned around—and saw, descending onto what had moments ago been an empty high-level battlefield, several massive dragons.

Overwhelming draconic pressure swept across the Silver Dragon lord’s border, sending violent gusts that whipped Noa’s hair around her face.

She narrowed her eyes, straining to look ahead.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

The giant dragons landed around the battlefield one after another, each landing shaking the very earth.

Kaiser and Carl, still mid-battle, immediately stopped and turned to look.

Carl stared at the arriving Dragon Kings, their overwhelming presence making it hard to even breathe.

Thunder, flames, golden sand—and above them, a blue sea dragon hovering in the sky.

Carl swallowed nervously.

"If the intel’s right, these are the prince’s old allies from the Shadow campaign."

"Thunder Dragon King Odin, Flame Dragon King Constantine, Goldsand Dragon King Morgan, and Sea Dragon King Claudia…"

"Kaiser… let’s bail. That guy brought out his full Shadow-fighting lineup to deal with us."

Carl wasn’t exaggerating.

This lineup—aside from General Leon, Little Hawk, and future Noa—was exactly the fearsome team that had once brought down the Shadow.

But Kaiser remained calm as ever.

His deep violet eyes swept over the gathered Dragon Kings, and then he said quietly,

"I fought the Silver Dragon Queen for a few rounds. With the Sacred Spear’s support, her combat strength has jumped a few tiers—but not enough to instantly crush you."

Carl wiped sweat from his brow. "So…?"

"You gather the nearby Void soldiers and keep the Silver Dragon Queen occupied. Just five minutes should be enough."

Carl stared at him in disbelief. "Why the hell do I need to stall her for five minutes?"

Kaiser flicked his sword, a surge of Void energy rippling outward.

"Because I need five minutes to take care of the Dragon Kings."

Carl gawked at him, opening his mouth to say something, but in the end, he just swallowed his words.

He launched a small energy blast into the sky—the signal for Void soldier assembly.

"I have no idea just how crazy strong you are…"

With that, he charged toward Rosvisser alongside the gathered Void warriors.

Seeing the sudden offensive aimed at her, Constantine and the others immediately moved to assist.

But a ghostly violet figure dropped in their path.

Kaiser brushed the dust and energy residue from his shoulders, standing firm in their way.

He drew his sword and pointed it directly at the massive dark blue dragon in the center.

"Your opponent… is me."

In front of these colossal beings, Kaiser’s figure was laughably small. Like an ant trying to topple a mountain.

And yet, Odin didn’t back down. He launched his opening move: S-Class Thunder Magic · Hellcage Execution.

A roaring cage of lightning formed, trapping Kaiser and bombarding him with high-voltage strikes.

But with a deafening boom, Kaiser broke free using raw energy alone.

He shot into the sky, trailing a long stream of blue flame behind him.

"Tough little bastard, huh? Try this on for size!"

At once, the previously clear sky turned brown with dust storms.

A raging sand tornado surrounded Kaiser, the eye of the storm drawing ever tighter.

Then, wizard Kassadibambi raised his staff and infused it into Morgan’s sandstorm, making it heavier and harder to escape.

"Flame-breather! Burn that punk to ash!"

"I don’t need your damn orders."

Grumbling aside, old Constantine obediently stepped in, floating above the storm eye and blasting a torrent of hellfire downward.

The Flame Dragon King’s fire solidified the wet sand even further, while the storm’s inner heat reached temperatures enough to incinerate any carbon-based life.

Just then, a black dragon soared in from the other side of the battlefield and on its back stood a small figure.

A glowing white crescent crackling with lightning flew straight into the eye of the sandstorm.

Noa, having unleashed a full-power, modified Primordial Thunder Moon Slash, finally ran out of juice—Primordial Mode was forcibly deactivated.

She collapsed onto Mevis’s dragon back, half-kneeling, eyes fixed on the towering sandstorm.

"…Did it work…?"

There was silence for several seconds—until a sharp crack sounded. Cracks spread across the hardened shell of the storm, and deep violet light seeped through.

BOOM!!

The entire tornado exploded, and a figure shot out like a meteor.

"I told you. Five minutes—to finish you all."

Kaiser slashed toward Morgan midair.

"You’ve got the widest area-control magic, so you’re first. After that, the rest are easy."

He lunged at the dark golden dragon and swung his sword.

"You little punk! Odin has area-control too! Why are you cutting me first!"

Complaints aside, Morgan was still a top-tier dragon warrior. He wasn’t about to be brought down by such an obvious attack.

A wave of golden sand surged up to form a solid shield between him and Kaiser.

"M-My sand shield is tougher than old Bista’s bell!"

"Even that Silver Dragon Prince would need serious effort to break through it..."

But in the very next instant, what looked like a plain and simple slash from Kaiser landed square on Morgan’s face.

Kaiser’s blade sliced clean through the sand shield like paper and, in a blink, he was right above Morgan.

"Take this!"

Kaiser gripped his sword in both hands, raised it high, then slammed it down hard. The blade erupted with a massive wave of light energy, smashing straight onto Morgan’s body at nearly point-blank range.

The golden dragon let out a howl of pain, his head forced low as sand and dust exploded all around him.

"Next… another support type. You go down next."

With that, Kaiser shot toward Claudia, who had just shifted into human form and unfurled her dragon wings. She tried to meet him in midair, but...

Without surprise—Kaiser found an opening and caught her mid-swing, kicking her straight down.

Claudia crashed to the ground, gouging a deep crater. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, clutching her chest and looking up at Kaiser.

"His speed is increasing... and his attack power too... What’s going on?"

It had only taken a few moves, but Claudia could already sense the transformation in Kaiser, proof that his power escalation in battle was no joke.

"Next up, the hot-headed flame-breather."

Kaiser turned toward Constantine, eyes filled with absolute confidence.

"I've only ever seen one other person this arrogant. You're the second."

But Constantine wasn’t the type to flinch. "Let’s see if you’ve got the skills to match it."

"You’ll find out soon enough."

And just like that, the two of them launched at each other with blinding speed, fire clashing with violet energy, a thunderous shockwave shaking the battlefield.

For a moment, they were evenly matched.

"Now’s our chance! Let’s go help, Noa!"

"Right, Sensei!"

Noa and Mevis launched a surprise attack from the flank while Kaiser was locked in with Constantine.

The old Dragon Kings weren’t to be underestimated either. Seeing how strong Kaiser was, they immediately jumped into the fray.

A storm of violet lightning surged, and the old dragon—riled by Kaiser’s overwhelming pressure—threw out his full strength without hesitation.

"Ultra S-Class Thunder Magic · Falling Thunder Cataclysm!"

"You’re not dodging this, brat!"

Constantine narrowed his eyes. "You don’t have that other guy’s skills after all."

But Kaiser stayed calm. His voice was smooth and unwavering:

"You think I dodge because you believe if you stall me long enough, your allies will land a hit."

"But solving that problem is far too easy for me. First of all… none of you are strong enough to keep me stalled."

"What?"

Before Constantine could react, Kaiser’s power surged dramatically.

A pillar of violet flame exploded around him, engulfing Constantine’s dragon body and leaving no room for retaliation.

The old dragon king clenched his massive axe, scanning incoming attacks from Noa and Mevis.

"Second... I never planned on dodging."

BOOM!

Three high-level spells slammed into Kaiser, triggering a massive explosion in midair.

The resulting energy blasted outward, and when the smoke cleared, Kaiser was still floating steadily.

Surrounding him was what looked like an invisible shield.

"That’s not… air…

It’s—wind."

Facing the frontlines, Noa narrowed her eyes and murmured,

"Wind Spirit Thunder Core..."

As Claudia spoke, Morgan slowly retreated to Odin’s side.

"His power fluctuations… they’ve grown again."

Claudia added, "We can’t keep trading hits in sequence—we have to attack together and end this in one blow. If we drag this out, he’ll just keep getting stronger, and we’ll be in more and more trouble."

Odin nodded.

The Dragon Kings all reverted to human form, preparing for a coordinated melee assault.

Two fists can’t beat ten, let alone the combined might of several Dragon Kings. One clean hit would be enough to decide the outcome.

Mevis landed softly on the ground, lowering the still dragonless Noa.

"They’re going in for close combat in the sky. I’ll go support them.

You find a chance to land a sneak attack," Mevis said.

Noa hesitated, then spoke up. "Wait, Sensei. I have an idea."

Mevis raised a brow. "...What is it?"

"Close combat, huh? I’ve been curious to see how good you Dragon Kings really are."

Kaiser retracted his longsword and looked around at the surrounding humanoid Dragon Kings. He raised one hand slowly and crooked four fingers at Odin.

"Come on."

"Let’s go!"

With that signal, the Dragon Kings launched forward.

Fists flew, roaring through the air like sonic booms. Their movements were so fast they became blurs, trading blows midair.

The sheer power of their strikes distorted the atmosphere itself.

Under the relentless assault, Kaiser finally spotted an opening in Morgan’s guard. He landed a brutal kick to Morgan’s chest, sending him flying.

The attack formation was broken, exposing more weaknesses. Kaiser handled every incoming blow with ease.

"Damn it, he’s even faster!" Constantine cursed.

"We could suppress him at first, but ten strikes in, none of our attacks are landing anymore..." Claudia gritted her teeth.

She had never seen a technique like this before, and she’d seen nearly everything.

Mevis stayed silent, hovering above Kaiser, applying pressure. Kaiser seemed to deem her the least threatening, so his defense was lighter in her direction, which gave Mevis her chance.

"Constantine! Target his neck!"

"Don’t go barking orders like I’m your minion!"

But after a few more exchanges, Odin and Constantine finally caught a sluggish movement. They struck in unison—one from the left, one from the right—aiming for Kaiser’s jaw.

Claudia followed up with her Raging Sea Flute to lock him down.

"...Now!"

Mevis suddenly pulled back, stretched out her arms, and gathered a crescent-shaped bolt of lightning.

"Thunder! Moon! Slash!"

The Thunder Moon Slash struck Kaiser directly, slamming him hard into the ground.

The Dragon Kings followed, giving him no breathing room. The battle shifted from the skies to the chaotic earth below.

"Tch… I got careless. But from here on, you won’t get another chance!"

Even as Kaiser defended against the relentless barrage, he suddenly noticed small figures slipping quietly into the chaos.

"Kids shouldn’t play in grown-up battles."

He growled and let off a blast of energy, flinging everyone nearby.

But just as Noa was about to be thrown, Kaiser grabbed her by the ankle and instead of tossing her violently, he gently "placed" her off to the side.

If she’d been hit like the others, she would’ve been injured for sure.

Noa landed, scrambled up, and squared off against him.

"I don’t hit kids. And that white form of yours is gone. You’re no match for me. Leave."

"You're surprisingly principled… but sorry."

Kaiser blinked. "Sorry? What do you mean?"

Noa stepped back. Mevis, now back in dragon form, swooped down behind her. Noa flipped onto her back, reached behind her waist... and pulled out a small, sparkling object, holding it up high.

Kaiser’s eyes widened. He quickly checked his pocket.

"The Wind Spirit Core…!"

The black dragon carrying Noa soared away from the battlefield. Looking down, Noa’s icy little face curved into a mischievous smile.

"Attacked six Dragon King successors in a row. Pretty shameful battle record, if you ask me."