Chapter 91
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: Declaration of War
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7.
Meanwhile, at that very moment.
When Ullan charged ahead alone.
Noa watched his retreating figure with an anxious expression. At the same time, she relentlessly recalled every detail about the Frost Dragon from the original story.
‘Rank 5 among the lords, the Frost Dragon.’
A monster that froze all mana within a 3-kilometer radius simply by existing.
In other words, no magic or holy power could be used within that range. The same applied to Noa’s shaman arts.
‘Its weaknesses...’
There were two major ones.
The first wasn’t unique to the Frost Dragon—it applied to the other lords as well.
Spirit arts.
Among them, the power of the highest spirits could not only inflict damage on the Frost Dragon but also weaken its innate abilities.
‘That’s why a bard was absolutely essential to take down the Frost Dragon.’
The seventh hero in the hero’s party.
The bard, who joined last, was a half-human, half-spirit.
Thanks to her innate talent for spirit arts, she had weakened the Frost Dragon’s power and abilities simply by singing alongside the spirits.
‘The second one is...’
Another weakness of the Frost Dragon.
Physical attacks.
‘The Frost Dragon has low defense.’
Its durability was at rock bottom among the Abyss lords—so much so that it wasn’t an exaggeration to say as much.
Of course, it wasn’t negligible.
“Low durability” was relative only when compared to the other lords.
‘With Master-level skill, dealing damage should be possible without much strain.’
Up to this point, victory seemed feasible.
But effective attacks didn’t guarantee triumph. Winning required sufficient numbers and strategy.
‘Can’t just charge in blindly.’
There was a specific order to conquering the Frost Dragon.
Regardless of anything else, the first target had to be the scales sprouting beneath its chin.
The spot commonly known as the reverse scale.
Striking there first and ripping away the scale would cause all the others to lose their toughness.
‘In other words, without destroying the reverse scale...’
The Frost Dragon’s defenses would be on par with the other lords. Recalling the strategy, Noa hurriedly looked toward Ullan.
She had to tell him, but there was no way to relay the information.
So as she stamped her feet in frustration...
Suddenly, Ullan swung his axe.
Crunch!Rumble!
With the grating clash of axe blade against scales.
Noa’s eyes widened enormously.
“...Huh?”
The mountain-sized body of the Frost Dragon abruptly lifted into the air.
What? What am I seeing?
Noa blinked in shock.
What followed was the Frost Dragon’s massive form hurtling through the air before slamming into the far wall.
BOOM!
A deafening roar shook the ground violently.
Watching the plume of dust erupt, Noa muttered dazedly.
“He... sent the Frost Dragon flying?”
Without even shattering the reverse scale? How?
As questions flooded her mind.
One thing suddenly clicked: the trait that defined Ullan. Raw superhuman strength.
“No way... with sheer force...”
Horror flickered in her blue eyes.
But she had no time for further thought.
Rumble!
The renewed tremors signaled the battle’s resumption.
8.
Immediately after the Frost Dragon crashed into the wall.
Beyond the swirling dust clouds, nine eyes gleamed with sharp menace—as if to prove the impact had done nothing.
Soon, it opened its maw.
Surprised.
Nine eyes fixed intently on Ullan.
With a flap of its wings, the dust cleared in an instant. The Frost Dragon’s gaze sharpened, as if piercing straight through him.
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