Chapter 30: Sorry, I'm a Warrior

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# Chapter 30: Sorry, I'm a Warrior

Dragons, legendary creatures with perfect bodies, are a powerful race that reaches Gold-rank strength upon entering adulthood.

In countless stories and legends, dragons play an extremely important role, whether as companions helping the protagonists establish empires or as enemies blocking the protagonists from realizing their dreams. Their name, like magic, has become a fixed and indispensable part of the narrative.

Throughout countless histories and worlds, as objects of fear or reverence for ordinary people, dragons are always so special that people can't help but treat them differently.

But Joshua was different.

The warrior silently hung the greatsword from his right hand on the saddle strap, then pulled a cone-shaped giant spike as long as an arm from his waist.

Special? What's so special? He had killed far too many dragons—whether Astral Dragons or Primordial Realm Dragons, purebloods or half-bloods, he had killed and hunted far too many. Even the legendary ancient dragon sleeping in the depths of the Western Sea, he had once gone with three comrades to hunt and defeat.

Whatever kind of dragon it was, to him, it was merely prey.

Pushing aside the ice blocks and snow dust that had accumulated from the collapsed dome, the giant dragon directly in front of Joshua took a step forward. Its heavy footsteps shook the ground as it roared: "Who exactly are you?! How dare you attack the dragon nest!"

"Enough talk, kill him! The dignity of dragons cannot be challenged!"

Noisy voices rang out. These dragons didn't regard Joshua as an enemy at all. A Gold Peak warrior, close to Ultimate-rank—they could see that, and knew that most dragons hadn't reached this level either.

But they were dragons after all. Even at Gold Low-rank or Mid-rank, dealing with a human warrior who hadn't reached Ultimate-rank was hardly a difficult task.

But the warrior riding the black warhorse in the center of the hall remained silent. He simply looked around, coldly surveying the dragons rushing out from various passages before him, and said as if talking to himself: "Eight of them, a bit few, but the battlefield isn't bad."

Dragon hunting generally required harpoon spears with hooks and heavy crossbows capable of piercing dragon scales to bind their wings, preventing these massive monsters from flying and forcing them into frontal combat. Now, inside the dragon nest, bound by the hard ice layers, they couldn't possibly fly anyway.

This saved a whole lot of trouble.

Thinking this, he couldn't help but let out a light laugh. Hearing this laugh, the white dragons before him seemed utterly enraged. They couldn't tolerate Joshua's presence for another moment and launched their attack first.

Boom—

Terrifying dragon might emanated from the eight dragons before him. The pressure of the ancient apex predator was an aura that no other creature could imitate. Powerful fear aura, accompanied by the presence of the top of the food chain from another world, surged forward as if to drown everything. These overwhelming pressures all locked onto the warrior at the center of the hall, pressing down on his movements like mountains.

But what answered them was a spike that tore through air and sound, bringing a series of sonic boom clouds, making all that pressure seem insignificant.

Shiiing—

The sharp giant spike, traveling at supersonic speed, only let others hear the sound after it struck. With the sound of flesh being pierced, a large, deep hole instantly appeared in the head of the giant dragon directly in front of Joshua. Behind the shattered dragon scales, blue blood mixed with gray brain matter continuously oozed from the black hole.

This dragon hadn't been without resistance. It raised its giant claw, attempting to block, and the traces of its magical shield being pierced were clearly visible. But before the dragon-hunting spike specially designed for killing dragons and Joshua's power, all defenses were meaningless.

"Tara!" Only now did the other dragons belatedly realize this. Shocked and incredulous voices rang out, echoing throughout the dragon council hall.

"Roooaaar!!"

A dying roar shook the surrounding ice layers. The dragon's powerful vitality prevented this dragon named Tara from dying quickly. Even with its brain pierced and its soul severely wounded by the dragon-hunting spike, it still used its last strength to release a dragon language spell.

Gold-rank spell, Polar Frost Light.

Instantly, the entire dragon nest trembled slightly. Endless cold air converged into a beam of icy light, like a blue-white arrow, carrying an aura capable of freezing everything, shooting straight toward Joshua.

And the other dragons' spells were also ready at this moment. Accompanied by mournful dragon roars, various violent energies poured out, sweeping through the entire hall in an instant, drowning their vision.

Ice, curse, bind, weaken, poison, lightning, air, impact—eight powerful spells reaching Gold-rank, supported by the dragons' abundant mana, surged forward like an unstoppable torrent. Before such power, even the dragon nest ice, reinforced countless times, was pierced through at once, creating a huge tunnel connecting to the outside.

No one could survive this attack.

This thought had barely arisen when it was shattered by a silver-white greatsword's sword light.

Joshua, his entire body shrouded in golden light, drove his warhorse forward, holding a greatsword and a giant axe. With one swing, he cleaved through the endless magical energy. The magic immunity effect brought by [Divine Descent] made the dying dragon's counterattack and the other dragons' combined spellcasting a joke. Without another word, he charged silently. The black horse let out a wild neigh, and man and horse became like an unstoppable chariot charging straight ahead.

Divine Descent, while requiring considerable Battle Qi to maintain, could achieve both magic immunity and reduced consumption if activated for just that fraction of a second during spellcasting.

The hard ice surface of the dragon nest became fragile beneath the black horse's flame-burning hooves. Ice shards evaporated and splashed simultaneously, each step raising a cloud of steaming vapor.

But dragons were truly the strongest race born into this world. Even if surprised, they didn't lose their reaction speed. They quickly noticed Joshua's charge and, roaring in anger, stepped forward to block him.

Dragons were naturally more suited for combat than humans. Their massive size, excellent reaction speed, nearly impenetrable scales, strength enough to level city walls, and incredibly fast flight—these creatures were complete war machines, each one capable of capturing a city.

The dragon closest to Joshua aimed at the warrior, raised its arm, and swung down fiercely! Its giant white claw seemed intent on crushing Joshua and his warhorse into paste.

But the warrior sneered. Facing the giant claw above his head, where he could clearly see the scale patterns, he directly raised the giant axe in his left hand, infused it with Battle Qi, and rapid vibrations appeared around the axe blade, transforming it into an unstoppable weapon.

No matter how great a dragon's strength, it couldn't surpass the Ultimate Wild God of the Carlis World—that was the kind of terrifying power that could destroy mountains and cities with a single claw strike.

But even against that kind of power, the warrior could stand his ground. Although he didn't have many buffs on him now, a high-frequency blade was enough to handle the current situation.

The giant axe swung like a black streak of light, leaping upward from below to meet the white dragon's claw scales. But contrary to what all the dragons imagined, the result wasn't the human's weapon breaking and the man being crushed into pulp by the dragon's strength. Instead, the black giant axe silently split the dragon's claw apart, gouging out a large chunk of flesh.

"Bam!"

Half a dragon claw fell to the ground. In the massive wound, one could clearly see the cross-sections of tightened muscles, bones, and blood vessels. Instantly, amid the dragon's agonized roar, blue dragon blood rained down like a downpour. The warrior, bathed in dragon blood, laughed heartily, then urged his warhorse forward, swinging the silver-white greatsword in his right hand in a horizontal slash toward the dragon's waist.

Terrifying force transmitted down to the horse beneath him, but the black horse wasn't as fragile as before. It withstood most of the force Joshua received, its muscles tensing to show clear lines. Its body heat intensified, bringing forth a volcanic aura of scorching heat, and several hidden holes among its thorns released streams of white steam.

The silver-white greatsword was incredibly sharp—as sharp as its name suggested, capable of cutting through steel. The scales on the dragon's waist weren't as hard as those on its back and claws. Under the greatsword's powerful horizontal slash, a huge gash opened. Joshua showed no mercy, channeling Battle Qi to ignite the greatsword with crimson flames. Terrifying heat erupted inside the dragon's body. The conflict between high heat and ice-cold mana caused the dragon blood to boil instantly, producing large amounts of blue steam.

The hard dragon scales were forced apart. This dragon's eyes bulged, but it had no ability to scream anymore. Its abdomen was filled with steam from its own boiling blood. A cruel curve appeared at the corner of the warrior's mouth. Without hesitation, he pulled the greatsword from the wound.

Pfffttt—

Like a deflating balloon, countless internal organs and flesh, along with high-pressure blue blood steam, burst forth from the wound, splattering across the entire hall. The dragon slowly collapsed, and its companions, who had been about to rescue it, were drenched in their kin's blood and felt a trace of fear.

Fear of the brutal warrior before them.

"Sorry, but I'm a warrior."

Joshua's cold voice echoed through the hall. He swept his gaze over the remaining dragons in the nest and spoke in a voice as chilling as a demon's: "I don't know magic."

So, I'll use my sword and axe to tear you apart, piece by piece, and slaughter you all! (To be continued)