The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

The white dragon flapped its wings, looking down from its high perch on the ants below.

One human, and another... a demon?

What kind of strange combination is this?

Aren't humans and demons mortal enemies? How could they possibly travel together through that forest to invade my territory?

Have I stayed in the valley for too long? Are the humans and demons outside no longer enemies?

Judging from the aura emanating from her, the demon woman was at the eighth level; she wasn't exactly a nobody, but she wasn't someone to be feared either.

The other man, however, could not sense any magical fluctuations; was he just an ordinary person?

Impossible. Ordinary people could not possibly withstand the pressure of the magic in the air to get here, let alone stand firm in such air currents.

Moreover, he completely ignored the pressure and acted as if nothing had happened.

They are skilled at concealing their presence and are at least at the eighth rank, perhaps even the same rank as me.

As for the possibility that the opponent is of a higher level, Bailong does not consider it.

The upper limit of the entire world is the tenth level, the limit of humanity. Only heroes can possibly reach the ninth level, while the tenth level is the realm that only angels and demons can reach.

Of course, as a noble dragon, it also has the opportunity to reach the tenth rank.

“I have already given you a chance, human.”

White Dragon's gaze was icy as he looked down at Gray.

In an instant, a somber atmosphere filled the entire valley.

The dragon's aura is something that cannot be fully described in words; it transcends the boundaries of the physical world and reaches the depths of the soul. When the white dragon unfolds its form, that innate aura sweeps across the entire valley like an invisible wave.

A heavy atmosphere hung in the air, making even breathing difficult. Wherever the white dragon's gaze fell, all living beings involuntarily lowered their heads or shrank back, unable to look directly at this mythical king. That oppressive aura was not merely a suppression of power, but also a spiritual shock.

Under the white dragon's oppressive aura, the trees in the valley drooped their branches and leaves, as if paying homage to it. The small animals in the grass panicked and scrambled for hiding places, and even the birds in the sky dared not cross the distance, only circling in the distance and emitting terrified cries.

The white dragon's overwhelming aura seemed to freeze the surrounding space, and time itself seemed to slow down. Its existence was like that of a star, powerful enough to influence the order of the surrounding universe. Under such pressure, all other beings seemed insignificant and insignificant.

Even though the white dragon didn't exhibit any aggressive behavior, its mere presence was enough to instill an overwhelming sense of oppression. Its silvery-white scales shimmered in the sunlight, and each slight tremor of its scales seemed to release boundless energy, making one afraid to even entertain the slightest thought of resistance.

The white dragon's imposing aura was also evident in every breath it took. When it opened its enormous mouth and exhaled a burst of hot air, that air seemed to carry the power to destroy everything, causing everyone to tremble. Every glance it exchanged seemed to be scrutinizing the souls of all living beings, leaving no room for concealment or escape.

Under this oppressive force, Sita couldn't help but have difficulty breathing, but she didn't feel any fear.

"Humans...?" Gray chuckled, a gesture that appeared contemptuous and mocking to the colossal creature in the sky.

In reality, Gray was also laughing at its inability to recognize its identity as the Demon King.

"court death!"

The white dragon roared, and its furious flames gathered from the gaping maw of the abyss before erupting forth.

Sensing the fluctuations in magical energy, Gray prepared a countermeasure in advance.

Dark magic was held in his hand, forming the shape of a longsword.

Gray, as if wielding a sword with one hand, prepared to strike and sliced ​​through the high-temperature dragon flames.

The dragon flame split in two, and the surrounding lawns immediately burst into flames. The temperature throughout the valley gradually rose due to the influence of the dragon flame.

Gray leaped off the burning lawn, hovering in mid-air as if his feet were firmly planted on the ground.

Oh no, it seems like I really can step on my left foot and fly to the sky.

Hovering in the air, Gray's gaze was not on the white dragon, but rather on his adorable subordinate.

"How are you? Can you take care of yourself?"

Just before the dragon's flames struck, Sita had already retreated rapidly, maintaining a relatively safe distance from the man and the dragon.

"It's alright, you don't need to worry."

Seeing that Sita was unharmed, Gray was able to turn back and face the enemy with peace of mind.

Perhaps because he was being ignored, the white dragon seemed even more annoyed at this moment. While the two (demons) were talking, it swooped down and its sharp claws, like steel hooks, went straight for Gray's head.

Although he was keeping an eye on Theta, Gray did not take the white dragon lightly at all.

Ek = half of mv squared.

The dive attack, aided by the acceleration of gravity, is not only extremely fast but also causes immeasurable damage; it's best not to try and withstand it head-on.

Gray made a split second decision, channeling magic into his legs and leaping into the air.

The terrifying dragon claws slammed into the ground, raising clouds of dust.

Under the cover of the swirling sand and dust, the deep crater dug out by the blow was still faintly visible.

Having failed in its first attack, the white dragon once again flapped its wings and soared into the air, its cold, massive eyes revealing a hint of confusion and solemnity.

This human has no wings and I didn't see any special weapons or equipment, so why can he walk on air?

Do humans, or humanoid creatures, possess this skill?

Bai Long remembered that among his hoarded treasures was a ring that could increase buoyancy and make objects float in the air, but this ring could only make the holder float and fly, and it was difficult to move up and down, so it was not a very convenient thing.

Although Gray's cheat ability is only the Demon King's legacy, it doesn't mean that he only knows the moves from the Demon King's legacy.

As mentioned earlier (Chapter 1), Gray's previous life was that of an ordinary person who was slightly unusual.

What makes him slightly different from others is his family background.

From a young age, members of the family would learn martial arts, which of course was not just simple fists and feet.

There is a family secret manual, and many of the techniques in the manual involve an energy called spiritual power.

Since there was no spiritual power on Blue Star, where Gray lived in his previous life, Gray speculated that spiritual power existed on Blue Star in ancient times, and that the records of cultivation probably came from there.

Thousands or tens of thousands of years later, the spiritual energy of Blue Star was exhausted, and it could no longer support anyone on the path of cultivation.

His family's secret manuals record the methods of cultivating spiritual power and the techniques that can only be used by those with spiritual power.

However, with his spiritual energy depleted, only ordinary martial arts techniques remained useful from the manual.

But Gray was reincarnated in this Western fantasy continent, where magic permeates the air.

Through Gray's experimentation, it was found that this magic could be used in spiritual techniques.

Whether this magic or spiritual power comes from the same source, or is the same thing just with different names.

As long as it works, that's fine.

What enabled Gray to walk in the air was one of the secret techniques passed down in the manual—the Flying Technique.