Demon Loyal Hound

The golden crossbow bolt that pierced through the scales did not pass through Tiamat's enormous body despite its terrifying penetrative power. Instead, the moment it entered, it exploded into countless tiny spikes that scattered in every direction.

At its core, the main bolt pierced through one massive, writhing dragon organ after another, aimed straight at the vigorously beating heart that pumped scorching dragon blood throughout her body.

Countless dragon souls filled with resentment entered Tiamat's body along with the bolt. Like ravenous beasts imprisoned for ages, they opened their bloody maws and devoured the flesh of this dragon that had ascended to godhood.

To onlookers, the ferocious demon dragon, which had been spewing endless dragonfire, suddenly let out a roar full of terror. Her massive body began struggling violently in midair.

A moment later, she crashed toward the ground like a meteor.

The miserable wails made everyone who heard them feel their scalps tingle. What kind of horrifying pain could torture such a savage demon dragon into this state? Even the legendary Seven Hells of Fire could not be worse than this, could they?

On the dragon's back, the young man wailed madly.

Because their minds were linked, he bore a considerable portion of the terror of death and the demon dragon's agony before death.

It gave him the urge to abandon his original goal and turn to flee.

But at this point, the demon's innate brutality gained the upper hand. At first, he had believed Lothar was the incarnation of an Abyssal Demon Dragon. Later, he had thought Lothar was some ancient being from another world who wielded the rules.

He had planned to hunt enough souls in the human world and acquire enough desire as quickly as possible, then flee back to the Abyss once his strength recovered.