"For humanity... am I still human?" Young Master Dalimu's body had already melted into the throne.
He and the Vengeful Ancient Dragon beneath him had become one.
Just as recorded in Song of the Volcano, the vengeful knight Sigroft had fused with the Lost Dragon Soul, becoming a true Vengeful Dragon. Only one who harbored hatred could awaken it.
At this moment, Young Master Dalimu had seemingly taken Sigroft's place, becoming the avenger fused with the Vengeful Ancient Dragon.
"To you, whether you're still human may not matter. What matters is vengeance." Russell could see Dalimu's condition. He could no longer be considered human. "The Ice Prism Dragon, your father, and you were all killed by the Frost Snow Troll!"
"That's right!" The pained expression on Dalimu's face bloomed. "Humanity is worthless. Only vengeance is endless!"
As he struggled in agony, the Vengeful Ancient Dragon, resembling a mass of black tattered cloth, trembled without wind. Its form shifted unpredictably, no longer even resembling a dragon, like a ragged garment swaying in the breeze.
After quite a while, Young Master Dalimu finally suppressed his pain. Gasping for breath, he said, "Russell, thank you for pulling me out of the abyss and helping me understand my mission... I will take vengeance, vengeance upon the Frost Snow Troll!"
"But looking at you now, I really doubt whether you can retain your sanity." Russell was worried.
"Yes, I'm nearly forgetting who I am..." Young Master Dalimu looked at his hands.
Scenes from the past echoed through his mind.
After a moment's thought, he suddenly plunged his hand into his own chest. There was no blood, only darkness.
His hand seemed to have reached into a pool of ink.
Enduring the immense pain, he forcibly pulled out a bone. Judging by its shape, it looked