Cannon and the Beginning of Chaos

"This guy..."

Looking at the figure across from him, seemingly condensed from death itself, Evan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Any Extraordinary person with knowledge of the Netherworld knew that along the banks of the River Styx, the shadow of a Black Robe with Dragon Wings often wandered.

The residents of the underworld called Him the "Gatekeeper," the "Angel of Death," and the "Announcer of Death." His duty was to guide every living being that arrived here toward the end ordained by fate.

For everything in the world, death was the greatest fairness. Even gods, however noble, might meet their end and never again return from the river of history.

And the Netherworld ruled by the "Jet-Black Dragon" and His dragonkin followers was the final destination of all life.

In fact.

Even before advancing to become a High-Ranking Wizard, Evan had already held an old grudge against Nidhogg, the Fifth-Order Dragon King known as the "Jet-Black Dragon."

After he and Angie had been exiled from Mite by Uhao, the "God of Death," his little apprentice Angie had nearly been sacrificed as a snack for this Dragon God.

In the end, they had taken advantage of the "Jet-Black Dragon" falling temporarily asleep after enjoying the sacrifice.

Using the blood of eleven third-order dragonkin as lamp oil to illuminate the mist above the River Styx, they had finally managed to escape the Netherworld.

Of course, they had not exactly come out empty-handed that time.

In return, Evan, who had broken through in the midst of battle, had conveniently wiped out all dragonkin bloodlines throughout Mite.

Both his own Bloodline Plugin and Anita's High-ranking Sea Emperor Dragon bloodline had originally come from here.

Now, as Evan's armory continued operating, extracting "sludge" was equivalent to extracting the power of hell. Though compared to the River