The blood in the sky dissipated. Of the tens of thousands of dragons that had blotted out the sun above Crocus, only Acnologia remained, roaring in horror...
All the other dragons had been annihilated by Achill's attack just now—Infinite Reload, Endless Abyss...
The strongest of the age. Dragons were no longer the only mighty beings. The age had changed—
Acnologia threw back his head and roared in defiance, savagely beating the fearsome wings on his back. His body, covered in mysterious blue markings, trembled with each roar. Yet no matter how loudly he bellowed, one thing was plain—
The profound horror and disbelief in his heart!!
"This is no longer an age where you can stand at the pinnacle." Ignoring Acnologia's fury and fear, Achill slowly lowered his right hand and murmured calmly, indifferently, "From this age onward, in this new era that has already begun—I will stand at the pinnacle!"
"Impossible—"
Throwing back his head with an enraged roar, Acnologia unleashed his magic power in a frenzy and bellowed in human speech, "Impossible!!!"
"A mere human—" He savagely beat his wings, then let out another furious, horrified roar that pierced the sky! Gathering his magic power to its utmost limit, Acnologia screamed with bulging eyes, "You're nothing but a mere human—"
"ROOOAR—" His roar tore through heaven and earth, brimming with fury and defiance!
"A human?" A faint sneer appeared on Achill's face at those words. With utter disdain, he scoffed softly, "You seem to have forgotten what you used to be, Acnologia..."
"You're nothing but a laughably insignificant insect. Who do you think—"
The blue-violet magic power rippling around him vanished in an instant, as though he had never done anything at all. Without even looking at Acnologia, Achill murmured indifferently, "You are—"
His words laid bare his