"----"
A deathly silence engulfed heaven and earth.
Led by Vasco, all the nobles and Knights stared blankly at the black dragon flapping its wings in midair. Every one of them had gone stiff with shock, their faces utterly bloodless.
A second ago, they had been pursuing it, treating it like something already in their grasp and freely discussing how they would deal with it.
But in this instant, all that filled their hearts was confusion, incomprehension, and ever-deepening fear.
It could not be helped. That Dragon Might was like an inescapable prison—far too terrifying.
The dragon that had been fleeing in agony like it was making a dying struggle not long ago now appeared not only completely unharmed, but overwhelmingly imposing. It was even more terrifying than when they had first entered the depths of the canyon and found it lying beside the Magic Power Source.
Especially because the eyes of that dragon, which seemed large enough to blot out the sky and sun, still surged with cold savagery and killing intent.
That savagery and killing intent made everyone present tremble all over.
Vasco included.
Why was this happening!? Why was this happening!?
At that moment, Vasco did not even dare move. His face was pale as he screamed wildly in his heart.
Though he did not know what had happened, this dragon had clearly broken free of the ritual's interference. It had also cast off the demon-refining magic and demon-refining flesh it had desperately resisted before, fully recovering.
No, it had not merely recovered.
That presence, that magic power—they were clearly even stronger than before.
What the hell happened!?
Vasco roared inwardly.
Unfortunately, he would never know that the black dragon before him had not only undergone a complete transformation, but had also acknowledged a master, received a