Chapter 263: Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Era of Dragons (5)

The ancient book Elaudia handed over was not a simple book.

Every time he turned a page, a shock felt as if it were knocking directly on his brain.

It wasn't a dimension of simply reducing volume.

The work of cutting out the unnecessary shell, culling only the essence, and cramming the density of existence to the limit.

It was the essence of 'Compression' created by dragons to oppose the Outer God.

[You are rapidly absorbing the 'Secrets of Compression'!]

[A new possibility squirms.]

His head throbbed as if it would split, but the corners of Kim Minwoo's mouth were raised.

At a glance, it was a technology with infinite uses.

What if he compressed items?

Wouldn't only the core be contained, raising the grade?

Furthermore, what would happen to skills?

This knowledge might become the sharpest awl when hunting Outer Gods in the future.

A message flashed loudly in a corner of his vision.

[Your apostle, 'Han Siah', breaks out of the egg!]

[She becomes aware of her own essence.]

[The 'Death Saintess' is born!]

[Now your most sincere servant can freely move between light and darkness!]

The hand turning the page stopped in mid-air.

Kim Minwoo's brow furrowed.

Han Siah was definitely a Priest of Light.

A healer being Death; there is no contradiction .

But soon after, he let out a chuckle.

Thinking about it, wasn't he a Necromancer, the master who governs death?

It might have been even stranger that the priest of a main god who handles death used light.

"Freely moving between light and darkness, huh..."

He didn't know what kind of monster had been born.

Well, since it's the Death Cult, she could become a Death Saintess.

He could check the result later.

Besides this, countless messages were popping up at this very moment...

[Intermediate Skeleton Blacksmith 193 is receiving the transmission of Dragon Crafting Method from Himenas!]

[Intermediate Skeleton Alchemist 2342 is receiving the transmission of Dragon Alchemy from Diundel!]

[Intermediate Skeleton Rune Maker 4321 is...]

[Intermediate Skeleton Tattooist 5632 is...]

[A horde of Intermediate Skeletons are learning Dragon Architecture...]

Messages appearing crazily even at this moment.

News of transmission regarding dragon technologies that made him full just by listening.

Even Dwarves or Elves created Plus Items.

Not to mention the specialness of Runes or Tattoos.

Furthermore, if it's the technology of dragons, the disseminators of all knowledge?

As the original of originals, its ability must be great.

Right at that moment.

[You have understood the Secrets of Compression to a certain level!]

['???' notices the anomaly!]

[The gaze of '???' shifts!]

['???' notices the anomaly!]

['???' rages at the thief who dared to steal his knowledge beyond causality!]

‘Did the Outer God notice this?’

Kim Minwoo looked at Elaudia.

Elaudia's brow was also furrowed as if she felt something.

"You said you changed this to a Dragon Race method."

"...Still, the root itself doesn't go anywhere. It's not strange for him to notice. That's why I'm with you right now."

"Are you distracting his gaze perhaps?"

"Something similar. If you receive that gaze alone, you might go crazy..."

"...Will you be okay?"

"If not, are you going to stop now?"

"Just hurry and read. The time the Old Castle's power can protect you isn't long. You have to finish now."

It was at that moment.

[The 'Resisters' pay the second price!]

[Northern Capital Cloudia.]

[The protective barrier and defensive facilities that protected the Golden City for ten thousand years all vanish!]

Along with the message, the entire city vibrated as if a great earthquake had occurred.

"...I expected it, but it's a painful price."

Regret lingered in Elaudia's eyes as she watched the barrier beginning to fade slowly.

The mad dragons that had been crazily slamming their bodies against the barrier let out cries full of delight.

Until now, it was hard to even make a single narrow passage in the solid barrier.

But now it was different.

The barrier, like adamantite, was disappearing.

If the barrier disappears?

Slaughter, and more slaughter.

Destruction shall come to the foolish traitors who dared to oppose the Lord!

The cries full of delight were roars of joy due to that.

Soon after, she snapped her fingers.

A blue protective shield was generated over the most splendid old castle in the city, where Kim Minwoo was located.

"Your colleagues have already learned a lot. Do you lack talent in reading perhaps? I beg of you, learn quickly."

He thought this was quite fast.

Compared to skill books which are learned with a click, is it because this one requires actual reading to acquire?

It seemed Kim Minwoo's terrifying lack of talent had invaded even the realm of reading.

A horde of mad dragons flocked in the sky.

Along with a sharp sound of tearing air, fountains of blood sprayed as the mad dragons' wings were all sliced off.

The dragon horde falling to the ground.

The mad dragons' disaster didn't end there.

Formless poison that couldn't be recognized was absorbed into their bodies, and their chests were caved in by punches harder than diamonds.

Every time the Divine Spear's spear blade moved, dragons with holes in their necks crashed to the ground one by one.

Beautiful golden spires crumpled like sheets of paper.

The city without the barrier was truly no different from a piece of meat in front of a starving beast.

The bodies of the crashed dragons recovered in an instant.

Based on terrifying regenerative power, they were seen rushing toward the dragons in the city.

Blue blood soaked the main streets.

The Sword Saint and others were fighting hard, but even considering that, the number of enemies was too high.

The shadows of dragons covering the sky were dyeing the city in ashen despair.

'The causality is too fast.'

Elaudia's lips twisted as she looked out the window.

The price for future existences intervening in the past and coveting forbidden knowledge.

It was gnawing away at the city's lifespan in real-time.

'Since he started obtaining His knowledge... the distortion cannot be stopped.'

The reason she let the Sword Saint and others intervene was that, even considering the distortion, those humans' strength was considerable.

But they wouldn't be able to buy time indefinitely.

Because this city's destruction was inevitable.

She turned her head to stare at Kim Minwoo.

She saw him reading the book with his eyes wide open.

[You have understood more than 50% of the Secrets of Compression!]

[Skill, Compression (SSS) is generated!]

[However, there still seems to be something left to gain...]

However, unlike Kim Minwoo's urgent heart, the understanding was not filling up easily.

"Necromancer, are you still far off? His gaze is getting stronger. Even with the Old Castle's magic, we can't hold out for lo..."

Before she could finish speaking, a red message flashed like blood in the air.

[The 'Resisters' pay the third price!]

[The collapsed causality runs wild!]

[A horde of 'Twisted Scales' smelling the blood scent is flocking in!]

The outskirts of the city.

Small dragons that had lived for thousands of years, with every single scale like a magical weapon, were summoned.

Seeing that, Elaudia's face hardened stiffly.

How to measure how strong the Dragon Lord's subordinates are.

You just have to look at the size.

Clumsy consumables are all big.

Clumsily compressed, clumsily gone mad.

But the strong ones were different.

The stronger they are, the smaller they get.

Also, the scent of blood becomes sticky.

Just like those bastards summoned right now.

How many lives had they devoured? He could see the intense smell of blood rising up to the top along the Old Castle.

They are the Dragon Lord's direct subordinates.

Beings who have surpassed Adult Dragons and started looking at Ancient Dragon status, possessing power incomparable to the consumables that appeared before.

A monster horde that even she would find difficult to handle more than ten of at the same time.

She bit her lip tightly.

She couldn't move yet.

Because she had to distract the Outer God's gaze together by his side until at least Kim Minwoo acquired that knowledge.

Otherwise, this knowledge might be corrupted.

A dragon that smelled blood opened its jaws wide.

The jaw strength of an Adult Dragon that had lived for thousands of years had the power to crush even the fortress walls of the Old Castle like a cookie.

But those jaws could not close.

Along with a dull rupture sound, the Adult Dragon's lower jaw was struck upwards.

The force, condensed like an awl, pierced the jaw and vibrated even the brain matter.

In front of the staggering Adult Dragon's nose, a man carrying a Holy Sword landed with a thud.

The fighting spirit emanating from his whole body was like an angry beast.

"You can't pass here, you lizard bastards!"

His Holy Sword Arphesia no longer scattered light.

Instead, it held heavy pressure enough to distort space around the blade.

Park Siwoo, who killed one Adult Dragon in an instant, jumped toward the horde.

Every time his sword was swung, small dragons bounced off this way and that.

Park Siwoo, who cut off the neck of an Adult Dragon, widened his eyes.

The staggering Adult Dragon calmly picks up its severed head.

As soon as it reattached the head, grotesque regenerative power healed the wound in an instant.

Even a zombie in a movie would die if its head was cut off.

These guys' regenerative power was worse than zombies.

They rushed in from all directions.

Park Siwoo swung the Dragon Slayer Sword crazily.

'Time, I have to buy time!'

Soon, amidst the roar of the battlefield and loud noises, an alien sound of heels dug in clearly.

Regular and cool footsteps, as if matching a heartbeat.

Did they feel instinctive tension?

The gazes of the Twisted Scales horde focused all at once on where the sound came from.

Instead of pure white priest robes, a woman wearing pitch-black clothes as if cut out from the night sky.

The Adult Dragons groaned low and stepped back.

They were overflowing with life force through Compression.

Therefore, they could know instinctively.

That the aura radiating from that woman was their perfect natural enemy, 'Death' itself.

Han Siah scanned them with a bright smile.

[The Death Saintess summons the Holy Relic Iverg (SSS)!]

[You are in Form Transformation state!]

[The form of the Holy Relic also transforms!]

[Holy Relic, Scythe of Harvest (SSS) is formed!]

[The Death Saintess declares 'Land of Silence (SSS)'!]

A massive curtain of darkness swallowed the entire horde of Twisted Scales in an instant.

Inside the pitch-black darkness.

A cold sneer appeared on Han Siah's lips.

"Everyone be quiet. Isn't it noisy?"

At the same time the scythe was swung, dozens of heads floated into the sky...

All the lifeless corpses fell to the floor.