We traveled through time together, but I'm the only dragon? The others are all beautiful girls?

His purpose is simple and pure—to destroy this world, which He sees as 'evil and corrupt,' and then lead the souls of all beings to His eternal and peaceful supreme kingdom.

The former is not a necessary action; the latter is of paramount importance to Anumon.

To realize this grand vision, His followers offered countless lives to Him in one cruel and bloody sacrifice after another, in an attempt to bring Him into the world.

For this reason, He and His followers have incurred the unanimous disgust and hostility of the believers of all the gods of order in the world.

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: Chapter 15. Mining and the Extinguished 'Divine Spark'

To unite all forces that can be united and overcome this apocalyptic catastrophe that will engulf all things, the sages of Eldra forged the "Eternal Covenant" with numerous other races and factions worshipping different gods. As long as one intelligent life remains in this world, the Covenant's power will endure forever, providing ultimate protection for all contracted intelligent life.

“But I…have not felt any power from the so-called ‘Great Covenant’.” Akalion carefully sensed himself, and indeed there was nothing unusual in his soul and body.

The specific reason is unknown, and the Tower of Mystery offers no corresponding method of exploration. It is recommended that you, 'Master,' investigate the cause yourself.

"...that's fine."

Akalion stopped dwelling on it. These grand mysteries concerning the alliance and history from ten thousand years ago were too distant for him at this moment. He shook his massive dragon head, temporarily suppressing his chaotic thoughts.

He left the city lord's chamber and headed to the spacious terrace, presumably used for landing aircraft. He spread his dragon wings and leaped out, his massive body transforming into a dark gray streak of light, soaring straight toward the horizon.

Without Ying, his speed can be increased to almost twice its original speed, from 140 kilometers per hour to 280 kilometers per hour.

Without considering long-distance cruising, its maximum flight speed is around 400 kilometers per hour, and its dive speed can reach more than 700 kilometers per hour but less than 1,000 kilometers per hour.

The growth from that sleep didn't significantly affect flight speed; it mainly affected internal energy.

Akalion can now clearly perceive that the energy within his body has two cores: one in his heart and one in his brain.

The two energies differ in some ways: the energy from the heart is more volatile, while the energy from the brain is more gentle.

It is not yet possible to determine what these two energies actually are.

But all in all, his strength has increased even further.

The distance between the Tear of the Ancient Gods mountain range and the city of Ansershion is not very far; one could say that the city is located at the foot of the Tear of the Ancient Gods mountain range.

When Akalion hovered over this place again, the shock he felt when he saw the narrow passage with its unnaturally smooth surface and the lava at the bottom of the passage, which looked as if it had been cleaved open by a giant blade that spanned the sky with supreme power, was still undiminished.

Even now, or even as a fully grown dragon, he probably couldn't unleash such a devastating attack that reached the mantle.

It seems that this must be the eternal scar left behind by the so-called 'false divine abomination' after it was killed by a powerful figure in the past.

With such powerful protectors, did the world ultimately... inevitably head towards destruction?

This calamity is truly terrifying!

Following the directional guidance provided by the Secret Tower, he quickly landed at the site of the long-abandoned mine.

The journey was completely silent, with no obstacles or hostile creatures present.

Akalion had been looking forward to killing a few monsters for a treat, but unfortunately, this world, along with everything that once existed within it, seemed to have already died a simple, thorough, and clean death.

The area was completely covered by lush vegetation with an eerie dark color, showing no trace of any excavation by the elves.

Akalion once tentatively chewed on a leaf, somewhat like eating raw coffee powder. Although it was very bitter, he felt that his concentration had improved.

If it weren't for the increasingly strong energy fluctuations belonging to the 'Holithes' crystal still being clearly discernible, even he would probably have had difficulty finding the right place in this desolate landscape dominated by life.

What else is there to say? Let's start digging!

Akalion opened its massive maw and devoured all the eerie, bitter-smelling vegetation in the area, revealing a vast expanse of bare soil and rocks below. Then, it slowly raised its long, powerful tail.

A true dragon swings its tail!

He silently recited a command in his mind, and the tail, which resembled a giant sword-shaped metal crystal, plunged deep into the ground with a piercing shriek that tore through the air.

Immediately afterwards, he rapidly poured the even more frenzied energy of his heart into it—accompanied by a muffled boom, the violent energy exploded from the tip of the tail, sending up a cloud of mud and gravel, blasting out a crater about three meters wide and five meters deep.

It worked well; he only used less than one percent of his heart's energy—it recovered automatically in less than a breath.

"Then, the Dragon-style blasting operation officially begins! All irrelevant personnel, get out of the way immediately!" As he pondered these thoughts, he repeatedly and fiercely plunged his massive, sword-shaped tail, covered in hard scales, into the ground before detonating it.

The loneliness, unease, and mania buried deep in their hearts, with nowhere to be vented, found a great outlet in this almost manic act of destruction.

The intense shock and roar of each explosion acted like a powerful medicine, quickly bringing his mind back to a stable state.

What's strange is that after this pure physical catharsis, there isn't a period of sage-like tranquility that absorbs all thoughts like a black hole.

His will remains very strong.

However, this did not mean that Akalion had completely lost his rationality. Based on his dragon instincts, he judged that if he continued to carry out such a brutal blast, it was very likely to cause the entire tunnel to collapse completely, so he decisively stopped this behavior.

He began a more primitive, yet more efficient, method of operation—eating dirt. He transformed into a dragon-shaped tunnel boring machine, using his claws and massive mouth as cutterheads, and relentlessly dug towards the source of the energy fluctuations.

He didn't know how much time had passed until he took a bite and felt a hard yet resilient sensation between his teeth, completely different from that of ordinary rock.

Akalion then noticed that some peculiar minerals, shimmering with golden light and looking very auspicious, were beginning to appear on the walls of the tunnels he had gnawed out.

Clearly, this is not Holite crystal. Holite crystal is a purple crystal that is a natural, pure substance containing elemental energy.

However, the warm and pure special energy contained within this glittering 'lucky stone' should not be underestimated.

He tentatively put a piece of the 'lucky stone' into his mouth and chewed it—a spicy flavor exploded on his taste buds instantly, followed by a warm current rising from his stomach and quickly spreading to his limbs, making him feel warm all over.

Now, what's there to hesitate about—eat!

As Akalion devoured this new delicacy, he followed the increasingly intense energy fluctuations and dug deeper into the mountain.

However, right after he consumed a large amount of 'lucky stones', an irresistible and intense drowsiness instantly took hold of him.

He couldn't even muster the thought of resistance, and before he could even find and build a safe temporary haven for himself, he was plunged into chaos in the very tunnel he had just dug.

Pressure Masne – what kind of sleeping 'lucky stone' is this?

This was the last 'conscious' thought in his mind.

……

…………

………………

This time, he still did not return to that familiar dark space during his slumber.

In his dream, Akalion saw a pure, pitch-black 'light'.

The light flowed slowly but continuously into his body, and he had no way to resist it, so he could only let the light flow into him.

This is really putting pressure on Massenet.

But to be honest, he himself was not affected at all, as if it were just a dream.

No impact at all.

When he woke up again, he suddenly realized that his body size had increased again.

The jet-black light that flowed into the body was actually a faint, extinguished 'divine spark'.

Is the preferred divine authority 'domination', 'violence', 'blood', as well as 'the heavens', 'hope', and 'light'?

The first three inclinations should refer to that false god-like being, while the latter three inclinations refer to a certain demigod-level powerhouse who fought a decisive battle with the false god-like being.

This spark of divinity is probably the last echo they left behind as they fell.

Come to think of it, only a battle at the demigod level could create such a narrow passage that reaches the mantle.

However, the damage caused was only to this extent, which is somewhat inconsistent with the combat power that an immortal demigod should have.

Akalion didn't care much; the 'divine spark' had long since been extinguished, although theoretically there was still a possibility of it reigniting... but the probability...

It's probably similar to buying a lottery ticket.

Basically, without divine favor and powerful connections, don't expect to win the lottery.

Under normal circumstances, the miracle of rekindling the extinguished 'divine spark' is not entirely impossible, but the process is far too difficult and far too unlikely.

Waiting for a future 'me' who transmigrates and becomes a god is more realistic than this.

Akalion shook his head, casting aside unrealistic fantasies, and continued to strive for the food that belonged to 'humans'—or rather, to normal intelligent beings.

Even something as simple as a cow—no, even a live cow—would be fine placed in front of him!

These days of swallowing mud and rocks... although it only lasted for two days, he always felt that his life as a dragon was—truly pathetic.

It's not that they can't stand eating the earth, but rather that they can't accept that they can only eat the earth.

Furthermore, one cannot solely rely on Ying bringing food; what exactly is her situation... Akalion can only say 'hard to say'.

It's good that the seal has been lifted; if it hasn't... at least we can still entertain her here.

……ha!

His hard dragon claws touched something completely different—cold and smooth.

We found it!

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: 16. The Evil Dragon Lord (Part 1)

Looking at the several Holite crystal mines in front of him, ranging in height from several meters to tens of millimeters and emitting a faint purple light, Akalion suddenly had a bold idea.

Hmm, let me taste it first, and see what it tastes like—thinking this, Akalion carefully broke off a small piece of crystal, about the size of one of his claws, and put it in his mouth with a hint of curiosity.

"Yes, yes, it's a little numb!"

He described it this way: a peculiar, numbing sensation, as if countless tiny electric currents were pulsating on the tip of his tongue.

Wait... what?

Akalion's dragon eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly picked up a 'lucky stone' from the side, mixed it with the purple crystal, and put it into his mouth.

"...Spicy flavor! It's spicy flavor!"

A feeling of indescribable emotion, both familiar and strange, instantly welled up in his heart.

In this strange cave in another world, he actually recreated one of his favorite flavors from his previous life in such a peculiar way!

Scalding tears uncontrollably streamed from his enormous dragon eyes!

As for the so-called branch of the Secret Radiance Tower... he found nothing, not even the slightest connection.

It's estimated that it has long been completely buried in the dust of time over the millennia.

Not to mention the road to the Glimmering Lands. The Tear of the Ancient Gods Mountains have been carved out by the battle between demigods and false god abominations, creating a narrow passage that leads directly to the mantle. Needless to say, the condition of this part of the underground world is even worse.

Never mind! I'll eat a little more—just the last two pieces, then head home!

Delicious food~~ Here I come!!!

After climbing out of the 'mine' he had dug, Akalion realized that holding the Holite crystal ore with his 'hands' was a bit of a hassle. He wished he had a personal space like Luminous's.

His current size is already two-thirds of what it was in the dark space. This increase in flight speed is not just as simple as 1+1=2. Moreover, he has mastered the use of energy within his body.

The speed was already close to Mach, but it wouldn't last long; it could only be maintained for a maximum of three hours.

The first-sequence tower, as an auxiliary building of the Secret Radiance Tower, is only slightly shorter in height compared to the main tower. The top of the tower is not a huge energy crystal, but a conventional spire structure.

Its primary function is to manage and plan the logistics of the entire city of Ansersheen. Therefore, the energy runes inscribed on its tower are even more complex and dense than those on the main body itself.

Akalion has handed over the substandard and excessive Holite crystal ore to the Mystic Tower, and, following the tower's instructions, is processing the standard ore into dodecahedral crystals that conform to the core shape—more facets are acceptable, but fewer are not.

Please remove the damaged crystal from the core base and replace it with the one you found, Master.

"it is good!"

Akalion did as instructed, carefully placing the enormous Holite crystal onto the pedestal with his dragon claws.

For some reason, he suddenly had the absurd illusion that "General, the toilets in our village are clogged and urgently need your personal attention."

It must be my imagination. This isn't some wasteland game called Fallout 4—no, it seems like this is the wasteland, even a fantasy wasteland is still a wasteland.

Just as Akalion was lost in thought, the first sequence tower began to operate.

The previously restless and scattered elemental energies around them instantly became like unruly slaves bound by invisible shackles.

Despite their reluctance, they had no choice but to follow the ancient mithril circuit and converge on the location of the first-order tower.

"Now... it should be all right, right?"

Akalion's voice trembled slightly, a tremor he himself didn't even notice; he was truly excited at that moment!

[Confirmed. The quality of the new core crystal far exceeds expectations; its energy output stability and upper limit are even sufficient to support the operation of fourth-circle spells! The efficiency of the Mystic Tower has increased by thirty percent.]

Akalion wasn't particularly concerned about the power of the fourth-circle spells or the efficiency of the Mystic Tower at the moment.