Chapter 369
She managed to free one hand, unleashing a burst of dragon flame, further disrupting the already chaotic scene.
"Junior, run! Don't let them catch you! Run!"
Raymond and Diane also did everything they could to buy Noa time.
Even Anton was initially so frightened that he wanted to pretend to faint, tried what he could do.
"Kid! If my leg gets broken, it's definitely your fault! Ouch! Be gentle! This is my handsome face!"
His legs weren't broken, but the guards pressed his face to the side and forced his head to the ground.
The companions bought Noa enough time.
She ran wildly, her small figure carrying the Only One hope.
The Crimson Flame Dragon's guards drew ever closer behind her.
At the last moment, Noa leaped high into the air and embedded the white crystal into the stone giant's forehead.
The next second, the giant's eyes flashed with a sharp light. It moved slowly, bypassing Noa, and heading towards Constantine, who was absorbing the Primal Power.
The guards immediately turned their attention to the stone giant, unleashing their magical skills, but none of them worked.
Fael, who was standing nearby, also came to lend a hand.
However, the stone giant's goal was obvious:
Constantine.
It is a guardian of the ruins, and once activated, it will only attack anyone who touches the Noah statue.
The stone giant forcefully broke through Fael's obstruction and headed straight for Constantine.
Constantine cannot stop now, or all his previous efforts will be in vain.
Left with no other choice, he raised one hand, intending to use his most proficient Fire magic to attack the giant.
But remembering that all the guards' magic had been ineffective, Constantine realized that only physical attacks and... Primal Magic could harm this stone giant.
With this in mind, Constantine quickly gathered his Primal Power —which was the last thing he needed right now—and unleashed a powerful attack on the giant.
As expected, the true damage from the Primal Power directly blasted the giant's body apart.
Constantine scoffed, "Nothing special."
However, the next moment, a black figure rushed out from the dust kicked up by the rubble.
Using the stone statue as cover, she charged straight at Constantine, wielding lightning in her hand.
The sound of birdsong echoed throughout the ruins.
Noa's greatest skill is still ambushing the Dragon King, and that's absolutely true.
Constantine had just finished gathering the Primal Power, hadn't even had time to finish his attack when Noa had already charged in front of him.
"I really hate this trick!"
Constantine vividly remembered that man's signature move.
Now even his daughter has learned it, can't you teach your Princess something elegant and refined?!
What kind of behavior is this, with all this fighting and killing all day long!
"Constantine!!"
Noa roared and hurled the lightning bolt in her hand at the Crimson Flame Dragon King in front of her.
In the blink of an eye, the Primal Power and Lightning magic collided, and a blinding white light gradually exploded, instantly engulfing Noa and Constantine.
Noa was thrown back by the powerful impact and even briefly lost consciousness.
Everything went black before her eyes, but the next second, in that darkness, images began to surface in her mind without warning—
In the ancient frontier, war raged, corpses littered the fields, and swords and blades were stuck in the desolate land, stretching for thousands of miles; the sky was covered in dust, and enormous Dragon King's body fell from the sky, causing the ground to tremble.
Mountains crumbled, rivers flowed backward, and dragons fought fiercely, their fiery Dragon blood the icy plains red.
This is a war between the most ferocious species on the Samael Continent, where life is the cheapest and most ubiquitous thing.
Without a doubt, this is the darkest period in the history of the Dragon Race —bloody, brutal, and primitive.
What stopped this war was the high and mighty White Dragon.
It lay prostrate on the iceberg, its wings obscuring the clouds and sun, its Dragon Roar shaking the heavens and the earth.
That was the Dragon King, the first Dragon King in history the Dragon Race —Noah.
Like waking from a dream, Noa was exhausted.
But she seemed to vaguely hear Constantine shouting.
"Why are you always haunting me!"
A lingering ghost?...
Are you talking about me?
Still...
Suddenly, a warm feeling enveloped Noa, and a familiar and pleasant fragrance filled her nostrils.
She slowly opened her eyes, and silver strands of hair came into view.
"Mom..."
Losweiser held her brave daughter, her smile tinged with tears. "You can rest now, baby. From now on... leave it to me and Daddy."
"Daddy?..."
Noa turned her head and saw that tall figure standing between her and Constantine.
Blue lightning reflected in Noa's pupils as she listened to the man's dashing and stylish opening remarks.
"I will send you to hell for the third time, Constantine."
"Leon Casmod..."
The man's figure was reflected in the Crimson Dragon Pupils.
He was once Constantine's nightmare, causing this proud and arrogant Crimson Flame Dragon King a great deal of suffering.
But it was precisely this nightmare of Leon that became Constantine's the Only One motivation to live during the darkest days when he was most tormented by the Empire.
The relationship between Leon and Constantine is actually quite delicate.
It was indeed Leon who personally killed Constantine and cut off his head, hanging it at the Silver Dragon Border;
After his first resurrection, Constantine also attacked Ischa's Red Dragon Sanctuary, causing considerable losses to the eldest sister.
There's definitely some kind of grudge between the two.
But tracing back to the source, the originator of this hatred was neither Leon nor Constantine, but the Human Empire.
If the Empire hadn't sent a mole to assassinate Leon, none of the subsequent events would have occurred, and Constantine wouldn't have led his troops to attack the Silver Dragon Sanctuary, only to be swiftly defeated by General Leon.
However, even so, it is still completely impossible for these two to put aside their prejudices and shake hands to make peace for the time being.
Although he had lived with Losweiser for five years and had seen so many Dragon Race outside the battlefield, Leon began to have a slightly different view of this race.
However, when facing Constantine, Leon still adhered to his stereotypes about Dragon Race.
He is the purest Dragon Race, fierce, violent, wild, and will stop at nothing to become stronger.
Not to mention--
"Losweiser, is Noa alright?" Leon didn't turn around.
After a brief examination, Losweiser replied, "His right hand is burned by magical energy and is trembling slightly, indicating it has suffered a strong impact."
As Leon listened to the details of his daughter's injuries, his gaze toward Constantine grew increasingly fierce and piercing.
He clenched his fist secretly, lightning crackling around it.
"This time I have every reason to tear you to pieces, old man."
Constantine realized that the man was angry because his daughter was injured.
Tsk, back then, Maureen and the Empire's intelligence wasn't comprehensive enough; they didn't mention that Leon Casmod was a doting father!
Although Constantine didn't care whether Leon got angry or not, he decided to give a brief explanation for the sake of his reputation and prestige.
"I didn't inflict your daughter's injuries."
"You're talking nonsense!"
"..."
Old Kang sighed inwardly, indicating that he was exhausted.
Should I explain a little more?
Would that make me, a Dragon King, seem a bit Mom?
Constantine, unusually, began to struggle with his decision.
"Uncle... Noa's injuries were indeed not caused by the Crimson Flame Dragon King."
Yuna, the senior student whose arms were held by the Crimson Flame Dragon guard, said, "She was injured because she launched a physical attack on a stone giant to protect me and Anton."
Before Leon could express his doubts, Constantine looked at Yuna.
"You little brat who can distinguish right from wrong, which tribe do you come from?"
"Lightning Dragon race, and my Daddy is Odin, the Thunder Dragon King." I should state my identity to avoid being accidentally harmed by Constantine if he goes berserk later.
"Oh, no wonder she's Odin's daughter, she's more sensible than some people." Constantine praised Yuna while glancing sideways at Leon, the implication of which was self-evident.
General Leon blushed and immediately adopted an offensive stance, no longer intending to waste any more words with Constantine.
Constantine also became serious, slowly gathering Primal Power.
"It seems you have obtained the power of the Primal Dragon King." Leon became wary.
He had witnessed the power of the Primal Power, and that was only what Losweiser had condensed herself.
However, Constantine has likely absorbed the power of the Primal Dragon King Noah, and in terms of strength, he is probably already stronger than Losweiser.
Leon dared not underestimate his opponent; Constantine was no longer the same person he was when he invaded the Silver Dragon Sanctuary.
"Ah... such powerful strength, spanning tens of thousands of years, has finally come into my hands."
Constantine felt the power surging within him. "Casmod, this time, I can take my revenge myself."
"Then... let's give it a try."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leon and Constantine vanished from the spot.
When they reappeared, their wrists met, and they engaged in a pure contest of strength.
Leon opened the Gate of Nine Hells, using Lightning magic to strengthen his body;
Constantine's fused body, combined with the new Primal Power, has elevated his strength to several levels.
In their very first exchange of physical combat skills, the shockwaves generated by the two spread outwards, causing the entire ruins to shake violently.
"You are stronger than before, Casmod," Constantine said.
"If you don't become stronger, how can I truly send you to hell?"
"Hmph, arrogant brat."
After the first round of combat, the two players retreated and increased the distance between them.
Losweiser carried the unconscious Noa to Leon's side and asked in a low voice, "How are you?"
"I can clearly feel the surge of Primal Power."
Leon's voice was low and his expression was slightly solemn. "He succeeded."
"I'll go with you."
"It's alright, I can handle it. You take good care of Noa and make sure the other children are settled."
Losweiser opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but since Leon was confident he could handle the situation, she chose to trust Leon. "Okay, be careful."