However, after the Black Dragon was slapped to the ground, it could no longer get back up.
Slap!
Just then, another sharp crack rang out from the sky—Little Bone Dragon had been struck as well.
Bang!
Little Bone Dragon was likewise sent flying into the ground.
Fortunately, its body had shrunk by then, so it only blasted a small crater into the ground when it landed.
"Heh heh heh, you ignorant lizards think you can stand against me? Let me tell you, though I fused with only a single fragment of divinity—"
"—that fragment contains a trace of a true god's spell memories."
"Now, even a dragon knight would be no match for me."
Having slapped both Little Bone Dragon and the Black Dragon to the ground, the Dark Lord laughed triumphantly.
After speaking, the Dark Lord slowly raised his palm again, preparing to deliver the killing blow to the Bone Dragon and Black Dragon.
If that palm came down, let alone flesh and blood—
—even mountains would likely be flattened.
"Is the Sacred Continent truly doomed?"
Nalant's heart sank at the sight.
"No. Even if I really am going to die, I have to give it a try!"
Nalant gritted his teeth and finally drew the longsword at his waist.
Even if he was no match for him, he could not simply stand by and watch the two giant dragons be killed.
The next moment, Nalant shot up from the ground.
"Nalant, don't worry about us. Leave quickly—you're no match for him!"
The Black Dragon had caught its breath by then. Though it still could not move—
—it had seen Nalant's actions and immediately called out to stop him.
"Human lad, you truly are worthy of the one who helped us. But take this chance and leave at once..."