The Plead

"Wait!" A cry could be heard on the battlefield, just before the Impaler of Gods unleashed her attack. The sudden appearance of a second dragon caused the Empress to lose her focus slightly, reducing the strength she used in the punch.

The voice, of course, belonged to the white dragon, which had been trembling a few hundred meters away from the battle, thanking the Gods for saving him from the terrifying magical powers used in their fight.

However, when the Old Dragon killed the purple army, causing the Impaler of Gods to reappear on the battlefield, a change occurred in his System.

[Warning! Host is about to fail the side quest "The dragons also have Gods". Reminder: If Host fails the side quest, Host will be punished with severe diarrhea for a month.]

Jacob was not insane. He would not have gotten involved in the fight if it had not been for the sudden System's Alert.

But after receiving a reminder from the System about the side quest, he ran toward the location of the battle and attempted to draw the attention to himself, hoping to make the Empress fail her punch or, at the very least, to weaken the blow. And it was effective.

Nonetheless, a punch from the Impaler of Gods was still a devastating blow. After all, she was used to killing Gods. The Empress aimed her punch right at the Old Dragon's belly, where his defense was thin compared to the rest of his body.

Fortunately for the silver dragon, the punch was only powerful enough to severely injure him. As he received the woman's fist, he was cannoned toward the ground, leaving a trail of blood in his wake.

On the ground, a gigantic crater appeared, with the silver dragon in the center. He had a deep and large hole in his belly, with abundant silver blood pouring out from the severe wound.

The punch was so strong that the Old Dragon felt as if his entire being had been crushed beneath her might.

The rest of his body was red, heated from the pressure exerted by the Empress's punch. The pressure also caused some of his scales to be crushed, reducing his defense capabilities even further.

However, even if the Old Dragon's body lacked some scales, it was futile. The strength of the Empress was too much for him to bear. If it had not been for the white dragon suddenly interfering in the battle, he would have already died just by her punch.

If solely her strength alone was this terrifying, the silver dragon shuddered to think what the Impaler of Gods could do if she added magic to the mix. He did not know about her magical affinity or sub affinity, as she had yet to use any magic other than the undead summon spell.

Actually, the Elder Dragon had forgotten that the Empress was used to fighting with her beloved spear. If he had remembered this, he would have been even more terrified of how inhuman the female human was.

To be fair, Ella was one of the ancestors of the current human race. In the Ancient Ages, they were known as high humans and possessed an outstanding talent for magic, being able to awaken very rare but powerful magical affinities.

During the Grand War, the Empire employed their most powerful warriors while the Gods summoned the high humans from other Kingdoms to join the Divine Army. This nearly resulted in the extinction of the entire high human race.

At the end, only the weaklings of the high humans remained, and their mating over the eons gave birth to the current human race, which was known for their average magic talent.

Sometimes, some humans would be born with a rare magical affinity, and the world would proclaim them to be geniuses. The truth was, however, that they were born with a higher high human bloodline's purity than others, which gave them an enormous advantage.

"What do you want, white dragon? Can you not just wait for your turn to die like everyone else?" The Empress spoke in a thunderous but delicate tone. She was slightly angry, as it was embarrassing for her to lose her concentration during a battle.

The might in the Empress's words caused Jacob to puke blood, as his dragon body was too underdeveloped to withstand the pressure exerted by such a powerful being.

"Oh, Mighty and Sexy Ella! I am sorry for your comrades's second death, but could you not make an exception this time and let us go? We only came to pick up my sister. We did not want to bother you. I can promise we will not step into the Abyss ever again!"

The Empress began to laugh slightly after the white dragon spoke, not knowing whether it was due to his pleas or the way she was addressed by a baby dragon. But suddenly, her entire expression changed, opening her eyes wide as she stared at the white dragon.

"You… Who exactly are you?" The Empress babbled, as if the words she had just spoken aloud were directed at herself. "Alright. I will let you and that other troublesome white dragon live, but this silver dragon must perish. It is his punishment for not respecting me."

The Empress stared at the Old Dragon, contemplating how she could kill him in the more comfortable way for her. She always found it annoying to be so powerful, as it gave her a wide range of fighting options.

For most people, this would be something to celebrate and be proud of, but for the Impaler of Gods, having to decide what to do from all his available options each time was very troublesome. After all, she was not a warrior, but a priest and politician.

The way she ended up gaining so much power and getting called by a horrific name like the Impaler of Gods was just a series of misfortunes, which, alongside her firm principles of morality and justice, forced her to take the path of a God Slayer.

"Wait a minute! Oh Mighty and Sexy Ella‌, could you please grant me the honor of executing this elder from my race, who was so foolish as to offend the formidable Impaler of Gods?" Jacob begged, knowing that this was his last resort against the severe diarrhea.