Another World: The Failed Magician

Two giant dragons were locked in battle.

The purest form of slaughter.

Just moments later, the dragon summoned by Rogge began to retreat steadily under the attack of the Ancestral Dragon.

Conspicuous wounds began to appear on its massive body, and golden blood covered the dragon's entire body.

How could a dragon formed entirely of magic have blood?

Lu Xuan was very puzzled.

Although he cannot control his body now, he can see everything outside.

He discovered that this dragon, composed entirely of magic, possessed an indomitable light in its eyes. Could it truly be alive?

Is this really possible?

Before Lu Xuan could think any further...

There was a loud boom.

The dragon summoned by Rogge was knocked to the ground by the ancestral dragon's claw.

"Is this all there is to counterfeit goods?"

"How could that be? It's you when you were young."

Rogge had barely finished speaking.

The dragon on the ground let out a huge roar, preparing to stand up again.

Zu Long stomped down.

The dragon stretched out its massive claws and blocked the attack.

The earth shattered.

The dragon's body was trapped in the shattered underground.

A cruel glint flashed in Zu Long's eyes.

It opened its huge mouth and bit down on the dragon beneath it.

The dragon turned its head away to avoid the fatal blow, but the ancestral dragon still bit its shoulder.

Zu Long pulled hard.

They ripped that piece of flesh covered in scales off alive.

Golden blood splattered on the body of the Ancestral Dragon.

The dragon's aura instantly plummeted.

But the Ancestral Dragon had no intention of giving it a chance to breathe, and immediately slammed its huge dragon claw down on its head.

The dragon also extended its claws to defend itself.

Although it was temporarily blocked, golden blood continued to gush out from its wounds.

Its energy is still waning.

Golden flames began to surge from the mouth of the Ancestral Dragon.

Just as the flames were about to erupt.

Suddenly, the Ancestral Dragon felt a tremendous force coming from its dragon claws, and tried to push them away.

How could they possibly let it have its way? Zulong intensified his efforts.

To the surprise of Zulong, even though it had used all its strength, it could not overpower its opponent.

The dragon roared angrily, and in a very disheveled state, it actually managed to push away the dragon claws that had been pressing down on it from the ancestral dragon.

Before the First Emperor could even be shocked.

The dragon stood up at an incredible speed, and with its broken body, it rammed into the ancestral dragon.

The First Emperor was thrown into disarray by this sudden turn of events.

There was a loud bang.

The Ancestral Dragon was knocked back several steps, and the flames in its mouth were forced to spew into the air.

Despite being covered in golden blood, the dragon still stood on the earth.

His eyes gleamed with an indomitable fighting spirit.

"I underestimated you a bit."

Zulong stood still and restored his disordered aura in just one breath.

This time, the dragon took the initiative to attack.

The enormous dragon claw slammed directly toward the head of the ancestral dragon.

Seeing the approaching attack, Zulong didn't defend or dodge at all.

The dragon's claw slammed down hard on the ancestral dragon's head.

With a loud bang.

Even with the protection of its scales, golden blood began to seep from the head of the Ancestral Dragon.

The Ancestral Dragon didn't care at all. Just as the giant dragon attacked it, it also used its giant claw to slap the other's head.

The dragon showed no fear whatsoever.

He withstood the blow head-on.

The First Dragon's claw tore off half of its dragon head.

Even so, the dragon did not back down and continued to swat at its opponent with its claws.

The two exchanged blows, neither defending themselves.

The giant dragon's injuries were clearly much more severe than those of the ancestral dragon.

But it remained defiant, exchanging wounds with the First Dragon.

The dragon's body quickly reached its limit.

The First Dragon crushed its head completely with a single claw.

The dragon lost its head, and with a thunderous roar, its massive body crashed heavily to the ground.

Its body began to slowly dissipate.

Miraculously, it transformed into countless magical energies and returned to Lu Xuan's body.

This……

Lu Xuan had lost count of how many times he had been shocked by Rogge.

Although the dragon was defeated by the ancestral dragon, its magic did not dissipate and returned to its side.

At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon was covered with many wounds, and its entire body was covered with golden blood. Although most of it was from the dragon, the Ancestral Dragon had also suffered considerable damage.

The golden blood on Zulong's body suddenly began to evaporate, and after a moment, with the dissipation of a thin mist, Zulong returned to his original appearance, and all the wounds on his body disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the Ancestral Dragon roared.

"Rogge! Haven't you caused enough trouble? Is this kind of trickery interesting?"

Is the First Emperor angry?

But why is that? Didn't it seem like it won as easily as it did?

Lu Xuan was still thinking when he heard Rogge sigh.

"Sigh! You've really changed. I thought that by fighting against your former self, you could find your old self again."

Unlike Roger's previous tone of loving mockery and disdain.

This time, Lu Xuan discovered that Rogge's tone was simply one of helplessness and regret.

Zu Long stared at him with an icy expression.

"If it were the old you, you would never have used the lives of your people to resurrect them."

"That's all because of you! If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen to this state? If it weren't for you, how could my empire have been destroyed? It's all your fault. Even after all this time, you're still haunting me, clinging to me even now. If you hadn't interrupted my resurrection, I wouldn't only have the cultivation of a Saint, and I wouldn't have absorbed their life force. What exactly do you want?"

Zu Long suddenly became hysterical, and a faint red light flickered in his vertical pupils.

Roger shook his head.

“You’ve changed. You started changing the day you founded the Ancestral Dragon Empire. You’ve become someone I can’t understand anymore. You’ve forgotten your vows, and you’ve forgotten your promises.”

"You said you wanted to create a nation where all races are equal."

"Shut up!"

"You're starting to become more and more like a stranger, more and more like an emperor. And less and less like yourself."

"I told you to shut up!"

Zulong roared and slammed a claw at Lu Xuan.

The surrounding magic transformed into a bottomless vortex, easily blocking the attack.

"You say I don't understand humans, and I don't understand everything you say. But when I shed my dragon blood and transform into an ordinary human, in my eyes you are an incurable demon king."

Lu Xuan was deeply shocked by these words.

The savior of humanity was actually a dragon.

The First Dragon unleashed a deafening roar, and his vertical pupils turned completely crimson.

The enraged ancestral dragon continued to slam its enormous claws against the vortex of magic.

Even magic couldn't withstand such a terrifying attack, and the vortex began to slowly fade.

But Roger didn't care at all.

“You are no longer my dearest friend. It is dead. It has been killed by hatred and desire.”

Rogge took a deep look at the ancestral dragon, which had already gone berserk.

"Let me see you off on your final journey."