A Miracle from a Single Pull

Qi Yan and Erza's expressions changed drastically upon hearing this.

Demon Dragon Alazam was also the target of their SS-Rank Quest.

"H-How could this be... Wasn't this guy supposed to still be sealed? Why did he come out?!"

The king panicked as well. According to his plan, after this tournament ended, he would gather the kingdom's experts to launch a campaign against the Demon Dragon. But all of that had been based on the premise that the Demon Dragon had yet to break free from its seal and was greatly weakened.

Now, the other party had actually broken free, and judging by the looks of it, he had been out for some time. If he fully recovered his strength, it would be an utter catastrophe for the Sobeia Kingdom.

"Demon Dragon? Alaza-what?"

At that moment, nearly all the swordsmen below the city walls looked confused. They knew nothing of the legend, and besides, weren't dragons supposed to be creatures of myth?

The king stared fixedly at the purple-haired young man and explained grimly, "Demon Dragon Alazam, a Giant Dragon from four hundred years ago. He committed countless atrocities before he was sealed by Sword Saint Noah. I never expected him to break free now."

"A Giant Dragon?!"

Everyone was startled by the king's words and looked nervously at the purple-haired young man.

The purple-haired young man raised a brow and wagged one finger. "No, no, no. You got one thing wrong. I wasn't sealed by some mere human, so don't flatter yourselves. I was sealed by Celys, the Sealing Dragon. That human merely lent a hand."

The king gritted his teeth. "Mr. Alazam, if a Giant Dragon sealed you, then it should have nothing to do with us. Sword Saint Noah has been dead for centuries. Even if you want revenge on him, you no longer have the chance."

If he had previously wanted to strike while the other party was weak and finish him off, now he was only thinking about how to avoid a conflict.

"You're right. I have no way to take revenge on that guy anymore, but I can still take revenge on his country, can't I?" The purple-haired young man wore a playful smile.

"And besides, I love eating humans."

The purple-haired young man licked his lips, his bewitching gaze sweeping over everyone. He was not looking at people at all, but at delicious food. A chill ran through everyone, and they shuddered involuntarily.

Light's Judgment!!!

Arthur raised his longsword with both hands. Powerful magic power radiated from his body and gathered into the blade, forming an enormous golden sword of light.

"Demon Dragon! Die!!"

Arthur roared and swung his sword down at the Demon Dragon with all his might.

The colossal sword of light seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth apart.

The purple-haired young man did not move from where he stood. The massive sword of light struck him directly on the head.

Boom—!

Crack—!

The purple-haired young man's head was not even scratched, yet cracks appeared in Arthur's sword of light as though it had struck something incomparably hard.

Then—

Bang—!

The enormous sword of light Arthur had unleashed shattered.

Arthur's pupils contracted sharply, his face full of disbelief.

"What?!"

"This guy actually blocked Arthur's ultimate move with his head?!"...

The purple-haired young man bared his teeth and looked at Arthur with amusement. "What are you doing, human?"

Crackle! Crackle!!

Dazzling lightning coiled around Clay's body.

Thunderclap: Flash!!

Boom—!

Clay erupted with his greatest speed, slashing the blade in his hand toward the purple-haired young man's neck.

Crack—!

The purple-haired young man still did not move, but the sword in Clay's hand snapped. Clay's face was likewise filled with disbelief.

Requip: Heavenly Wheel Armor!!

Heavenly Wheel: Sword of Chaos!!

Erza acted swiftly as well, multiple longswords continuously shooting toward the purple-haired young man.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

The powerful impacts kicked up an enormous cloud of smoke.

"How did it go?"

Everyone stared intently at the smoke.

Soon, the smoke dispersed, revealing the purple-haired young man still standing there without a single injury.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

The purple-haired young man applauded. "Not bad! Not bad! Human magic is still so interesting. Seeing you struggle so hard also excites me."

"H-How is this possible?!"

"Why aren't the attacks of several Nine-Star Swordsmen affecting this guy?!"

Everyone was terrified. Even the strongest techniques of Nine-Star Swordsmen were useless. How could this be?

The king's voice rang out. "Because he is a dragon. Dragons are born with bodies impervious to blades and spears, as well as extremely high resistance to human magic. Human magic can hardly harm Giant Dragons. That is why, in ancient times, any Giant Dragon could easily destroy an entire nation."

"Your Majesty!"

At some point, the king had come down beneath the city wall and was walking over.

"Oh? You know quite a lot!"

"Mr. Alazam, Sword Saint Noah was a man from four hundred years ago. The grudge between you and him has long passed. The people of today bear no grudge against you. Please show mercy."

The purple-haired young man grinned. "It seems you still haven't understood the important part! I love eating people, and humans are absolutely delicious."

Clang—!

The king drew his longsword, and flames immediately burst across its blade. "Mr. Alazam, if you refuse to retreat, then even if I must stake my life on it, I will fight you. Even if I cannot kill you, I will still gravely wound you."

The purple-haired young man froze when he saw the king's sword, but then he doubled over with utterly unrestrained laughter. "Hahahahaha!! Hahahaha!!"

The king asked darkly, "What are you laughing at?!"

The purple-haired young man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes as he laughed. "Hahaha~! I'm laughing at you, haha! You think a sword made from a Dragon-Slayer Lacrima can contend against a Giant Dragon?"

"Naive!! How utterly naive!! Hahaha!!"

"Not to mention a sword merely forged from a Dragon-Slayer Lacrima—even if a real Giant Dragon came back to life, what could it possibly do to me?!"

The purple-haired young man mocked the king without mercy.

The king had not gotten where he was by being easily intimidated. Since negotiation was useless, he could only fight:

"Die!!"

The king stomped down and charged at the purple-haired young man, longsword in hand.

The purple-haired young man merely raised his palm casually.

Slap!

The longsword struck the purple-haired young man's palm, but his hand remained completely unharmed.

"What?!"

"See? Other than Dragon Slayers who have cultivated Dragon Slayer Magic to an extremely high level, or mid-rank and high-rank Giant Dragons, no one can threaten me. No matter how many humans like you there are, you cannot harm me."

Crack—!!

The purple-haired young man clenched his hand tightly, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword the king had spent a fortune forging shattered instantly.

"How could this be?!"

The king could not believe it. He had never imagined that the Dragon-Slaying Sword he had commissioned at great expense would be nothing but a joke in the eyes of a true Giant Dragon.

Slap!

The purple-haired young man grabbed the king by the throat.

"Release His Majesty!"

Seeing the purple-haired young man attack the king, everyone immediately rushed forward to stop him.

Then they saw the purple-haired young man casually swing his hand, sending out an enormous claw-mark slash that swept across the area.

"Uwaaaaaah!"

"Waaaaaah!"...

Everyone who had charged forward was sent flying. With just one strike, more than half of them lost their ability to fight.

Even Nine-Star Swordsmen like Erza, Arthur, and Clay were seriously wounded and had no strength left to continue fighting.

"Damn it!"

Qi Yan's expression was exceedingly grim. He had not expected the Giant Dragon to truly break free from the seal.

They had already gone through the battle against the Monster Tide, and now nearly everyone had lost their ability to fight. Even if some could still fight, sending any number of people against a Giant Dragon would be futile.

The time had come for him to make a choice.

He had two gold cards. As long as he reclaimed one of them, the magic power it provided should greatly increase his strength.

But which one should he give up?

Ulquiorra. In terms of energy level alone, Ulquiorra far surpassed Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Yet only someone who had truly received Yoriichi Tsugikuni could understand just how terrifying that man was.

Most importantly, he could not bear to give up either one. These were gold cards!

But there was no time left. He had to make a choice. If the king died, his losses would only grow even greater.

Just as Qi Yan was about to select reclaim.

Suddenly! A system prompt sounded in his mind.

[Ding! It has been detected that the host has been transported for a full month. You have been granted one lottery draw!]

[Would you like to draw?]

Qi Yan froze, then quickly realized that it was the monthly lottery draw the system gave him.

"Draw, draw, draw!"

Although he did not have Goddess's Blessing right now, the situation did not allow him to think any further.

A drawing animation appeared on the system panel, and a dazzling purple star fell from the sky.

Qi Yan's eyes widened as he stared at the system panel in disbelief.

"P-Purple?!!!"