Chapter 136
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 136
Chapter Title: 135. Unmatched Dragon Might
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When I came to, I was in author Yoo Eun-ha's room.
Author Yoo Eun-ha sat my exhausted body down in a chair and looked at me with pity.
"Why'd you have to get cocky like that?"
"It wasn't even a war of attrition anyway."
"No, it's embarrassing! Don't you get it? Perfect! No damage! You should've taken down Ping Tao flawlessly."
Author Yoo Eun-ha clenched her fist and swung it around wildly.
Thinking back now, I really should've done just that.
My head wasn't working right back then. I could've killed her and revived her as a full-on monster.
"Was it? Well, still... I took down the Yellow Dragon pretty easily."
"Semen bomb?"
"No, magic missile! This body's yours originally, isn't it?"
And she brings up the semen bomb like it's no big deal?
"That's that, and this is this."
"Come to think of it, didn't you blow up my tail while reinforcing it last time?"
I still hadn't forgotten that grudge from that day.
"What are you talking about? That was a dream. Blow up? It must've just failed."
"If it was a dream, how do you know so well? And what's that cylinder over there?"
I pointed to the cylinder in the corner of the room that definitely shouldn't have been there.
This was getting more suspicious by the minute.
"You think I don't do laundry?"
"You're in the mental world here."
"Shut up."
I clamped my mouth shut.
When the homeowner tells you to shut up, what choice do you have?
So why'd she call me here? I didn't die. No way I could've. But did she really have a reason to summon me in this situation?
"Fine. Anything else you wanna say?"
"Since that body's based on a human, your power's weaker than before. So let's reinforce it."
"Reinforce it how?"
"The Sins are stronger than expected. Calling you a traitor, even... Hilarious, since you're the root of all demonic energy. They're getting cocky because you seem weaker than you are. It's less reinforcement and more unleashing your old power."
So, restoring my previous strength. That's what she meant.
I'm already plenty strong as is—what happens when I get even stronger?
"Isn't interfering not allowed?"
"Karma crossed the line first. I'll release about 20% for you. Our little dragon should handle that much."
"What kind of power is it?"
"You'll know instinctively once you're back."
Instinctive knowledge, huh?
That aside, I wanted to ask about that Magnut thing too.
Asking the Akashic Records would just mean more headaches, which I wasn't in the mood for.
"Oh, more importantly, what's a Magnut? No matter how I think about it, I've never given birth to anything like that."
"I'll just tell you it's a being your past self created. You need to take out Ping Tao before the guild masters interfere, so no details."
"My past self gave birth to it?"
My hands trembled, and my head buzzed.
No way that's true, right?
"That shocking? Well, you did forget about your kids completely..."
"I wasn't a virgin! I'd been fucked?!"
I clutched my head.
Unbelievable! I hate it even now—did past me really get impaled on a dick? Take a male's seed?
Ah, bullshit.
I grabbed my head, denying reality, when author Yoo Eun-ha pulled out that notepad she'd shown me once before.
"...That's not it, so just shut up and go back!"
Slap!
A stinging sensation on my cheek hit instantly, my body heated up, and my vision went black.
I woke up under a blue sky.
Ah, power's surging through me. The power my past self had is back.
Ah, this is it. This feeling. This burning heat surging through my whole body. It felt like I was about to burst.
"Kikikiki. Kiki. I killed the evil dragon. Killed it."
Ping Tao was reveling in her victory all alone—ridiculous.
The thick-headed bitch who struggled against phase 1 and dragged out phase 3 had lost her mind.
Kwaaaaa!
White flames erupted from my body. Not demonic energy—pure mana. Even if this got broadcast, no one would peg me as a monster.
A pillar of fire shot up to the heavens, mirroring my rage.
Now, I planned to give that brute Ping Tao a proper ideological education.
"Ha, you fucking bitch. Drinking the kimchi soup like it's going out of style."
"Ki ki. Wha-what. Y-Yoo Eun-ha. How are you. Standing."
She really thought she'd finished me off. Taking a hit from trash like her? Insane.
I yanked the spear out of my body.
The gaping wound healed under the white flames, fresh flesh sprouting up.
Fully prepped, I sneered at Ping Tao.
"Hey, you're on phase 3, right? I'm barely at phase 1.5—what now?"
Kwarururuk!
I wrapped my sword in ultra-dense white flames, denser than before.
With the full Destruction White Flame Bullet channeled into my blade, she had no chance of winning.
"Hey, hold on tight? No close calls this time—I'm crushing you."
Thoroughly, utterly.
The area around us had become a sea of white flames.
"Impossible. Where'd that power come from? I should be the strongest!"
I charged through the flames at the shocked Ping Tao and swung my sword.
Slash!
I neatly severed her right arm.
She should've been begging on her knees just for me taking hits from her this far.
Black blood sprayed as her armored arm flew off.
"Right arm's off first."
"Die! Yoo Eun-ha!"
Oh, coming at me with a spear again.
Clang!
"Who falls for the same trick twice? And right now..."
I batted away her thrusting spear and grabbed her left arm, hurling her into the air before opening my mouth.
Kwaaaaa!
A compressed beam of white flames burst from my mouth, slamming into Ping Tao's body.
Her armor shattered mercilessly under my compressed beam.
Then I relentlessly hammered her body with my sword.
Unilateral domination. Pure abuse. The strong beating down the weak. Instilling despair and terror in her allies.
"Ahaha. See? Told you, you can't beat me."
"Kek. Kehek."
"Our power sources are different. Weak bitch."
Kwajik!
I grabbed her helmeted head and smashed it into a nearby concrete building.
She pissed me off a little, so time for some punishment. Right?
I slammed her head into the ground several times with mana-infused hands.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Cracks spiderwebbed across the ground, splitting like drought-stricken earth.
Dust clouds billowed with every smash.
Ping Tao couldn't resist at all.
Whenever she twitched, I'd slam her skull down again.
"I. Told. You. Fucking. Listen. To. Me. Why do you keep acting up when you don't know your place?"
Pakjik! Kwajik!
After a few more beatings, her exhausted Sin-forged armor shattered.
Ping Tao's upper body was mostly exposed now, a red eye gleaming between her cleavage.
"Oho, that's the Sin? Lewd—eye right in the cleavage."
"Wa-wait."
"Wait my ass."
Kwajijik!
I ripped out the eye and tossed it away.
"Gaaahhh!"
"So, how's that feel? Want more beatings?"
Ping Tao froze mid-groan at my words.
"Wa-wait, that wasn't my will."
The Sin got yanked out, snapping her back to sanity?
Whatever the reason, didn't matter. Her will was broken—beat her moderately, get her surrender, and done.
If the Sin surrendered, we'd win this war.
"Even if it wasn't you, you still arrogantly thought you could beat me. Right? Surrender now, and I'll reattach your arm."
"Su-sur."
Slash!
A clean slicing sound cut her off midsentence.
Her head rolled off her severed neck.
I turned to see some Chinese guy who pops up on the internet sometimes.
This was Zhang Wei.
Commander of the Beijing Warlord Army, Zhang Wei. In the original story, he was supposed to fuse with the Sin's main body.
"Ping Tao, you idiot bitch. I told you not to get complacent. And surrendering to that Korean slut?"
"Zhang Wei, huh. They just keep coming like Vienna sausages linked up."
"Kukukuku. So weakened. In the end, this Sin is mine. I'll become the Sin!"
The lunatic grabbed the Sin from the ground.
This really pissed me off.
Who the hell gave you permission to lop off my heroine's head?
Ah, I'm mad. Furious. Boiling inside.
I kill her, I revive her.
I fuck her, too. I was planning Korean patch fun, ideological education, and humiliation play. You bastard.
"Kukukuku. Your power's drained too, right? Time to end this."
Bzzzt!
Deer antlers sprouted from Zhang Wei's head.
Scales began rising on his skin, soon shedding his humanity to become a dragon.
Yellow Dragon.
What the hell did this psycho do to himself?
I wanted to interrogate him, but he'd just spout weird Chinese crap—no polite Korean answers.
"Akashic Records. Can you tell me how this guy ended up like that? It's tied to the Yellow Dragon, right? Not me."
[Zhang Wei recovered a revived Yellow Dragon from the Yellow River, researched it, collected its cells like Sin fragments, and implanted them into himself.]
This crazy bastard.
"I am the emperor, not some imperial academy! Kraahaha!"
He'd fully shed his humanity, growing massive.
Yellow Dragon itself. Though half the size of the original. Still big enough to crush humans flat.
I had no idea what he was saying, but this fake dragon seemed eager to get wrecked by me.
Looking like that, could he even become emperor?
So I decided to send him flying.
Better dead than turning into a lizard like that.
"Starting with that Korean bitch who shamed China, I'll crush them all!"
Yeah, bullshit.
Kwaaaaa!
"Ah?"
A white flame beam from my mouth engulfed the fake dragon's head.
Its head vaporized cleanly, and the headless body crashed to the ground with a boom.
Serves you right for messing with me.
Songdo
In the Songdo penthouse, Rachel was urgently brewing a massive order of Rainbow Snake Brew.
But Ray had been flying around crying nonstop, throwing off the golden ratio.
It was such a huge batch she needed magic, and at this rate, it'd be late.
No helping it. To a mother, her child comes first.
"Kyuiii! Kyuing!"
"What's wrong? Tell me so I know. What's up?"
Lee Yoo-jeong, who'd been watching the mother-daughter(?) spat for a while, set down her golem controller and approached the elf and dragon duo.
"Can't you understand Ray's cries?"
"No, this is real crying."
"Kyuriririt. Kyuuu."
How could she tell if it was crying or talking? Lee Yoo-jeong felt a headache coming on but observed Rachel's reaction.
Rachel listened intently to Ray's sounds, then furrowed her brow.
"You want mama's milk but there's none? Eun-ha's? Don't be like that—I'm your mom too."
Rachel took off her top, exposing her breasts. Seemed like it wanted milk.
Unfortunately, Rachel's were too small for proper nursing. Not impossible, but what about Ray?
"Hau."
Ray looked at her own mother's breasts, sighed, and turned away.
Totally pervy, just like someone.
And she couldn't provide any herself—no milk.
"You just sighed, didn't you? I've grown a lot lately, you know? Come on, suck!"
"Kyuuwu. Kyit!"
"Wait, where're you going? Hey, come back here!"
"Kyururut!"
In the end, Ray fled from Rachel's half-forced nursing attempt.
Lee Yoo-jeong started to follow but grabbed the controller again to pilot the northern golems.
Before long, Ray slipped into the room with a switch that looked like Yoo Eun-ha's breast.
Rachel knew about the room and tried compromising realistically.
"No, wait, Ray? Don't do that—come here, good kid? Pressing that turns you into a naughty adult like daddy."
"Kyuiit!"
Poke! Poke!
Ray excitedly mashed the switch with its snout.
[Beep—Kaiju Interception Magic Missile System activated. Welcome, Yoo Eun-ha.]
"Wa-wait, you can't press that! Nooo!"
"Kyit! (I can!)"
[Threatening allies detected...]
Squish!
Soon after, Songdo shook with an even bigger quake than before, throwing citizens into panic.
That day, hundreds of magic missiles rose into Songdo's sky.