CHAPTER 22: DRAGONS REIGN SUPREME (ALMOST)

A dreary atmosphere hung uncomfortably around the plains, the once lively green grass plains, now nothing but a site destruction and desolation..

A sight that would make one truly sigh in regret, because it was truly a picturesque view capable of calming ones nervous heart..

Something that was really, REALLY, needed since panic had become the order of the day..

Flapping his majestic wings calmly, not caring one bit for the destruction his clash with the enemy had caused, Apollo looked down on his opponent from above..

Like an emperor staring down on his subordinate, he spoke in a booming voice, "You left me in quite the shape, I must say I am surprised"

"Surprised that I could find someone who could push me to brink of death and revive the fighting Spirit within me", he continued

"For that, I must say thank you... but nevertheless, it is time we end the charade"

Speaking till here, his maw opened, and he he used the move iconic to all dragonic beings,

{DRAGON'S BREATH}

A jet of crimson gold flames spurted out of his mouth, with such power and intensity that the ground was already turning to lava before it even hit..

Seeing it's enemies' attack, regulus replied in kind, spitting out over a dozen balls of fire.

Unfortunately this time the results were different.

Unable to put up any kind of resistance whatsoever, like snowflakes falling into lava, the balls of fire were consumed, further strengthening the jet of flames themselves..

Seeing his attack being ineffective, the golden lion decided to do the best and only thing he could do, it evaded the attack completely..

*SIZZLE*

Moving back over A thousand meters in one leap, regulus stopped and stared at the center of impact..

Nothing, no massive explosions, no thunderous collisions or anything like that, just a deep seemingly bottomless pit that was constantly spurting flames..

It seemed like the attack was aiming to drill to the center of the planet itself..

Seeing the sight, regulus broke out in a cold sweat..

Tho the sight of a lion sweating was quite comical, fortunately or unfortunately there was no one there to appreciate the scene...

Pulling himself together, what welcomed him was a sharp tipped tail covered in spikes just inches from his head.

Tilting his head in a hurry, he avoided the blow to the head, but unfortunately his massive body, even if smaller than Apollo's now, was still unable to avoid the blow.

*BAM* *SLAAAAAAAASH*

*ROOOOOAR*

Giving an anguished roar filled with so much pain, it was sent flying..

Rolling for a few hundred meters, staining the grounds it passed with blood and organs, regulus slowly stopped his retreat..

Standing wobbly, with exhaustion, pain, and the side effects of using {RAGE} now in play, the majestic golden lion was nothing more than an arrow at the end of it's flight..

Seeing the state of his defeated foe, a foe that pushed him and nearly took his life, Apollo shook his head bitterly 'in the end, the full transformation was more than it could handle huh? and the rage skill too must've been overkill' he thought..

"You've been a worthy opponent" he spoke out as he landed on the ground, moving his majestic figure slowly, advancing towards his opponent..

"As respect I will make sure your death is dignified" he concluded as he stopped his massive figure than was more than twice as large as the lion, a few meters from it..

Hearing the words of it's opponent, regulus closed his eyes, opening them with a resolve, "I'm not done just yet, if I'm going out, I'm going out with a bang" it spoke with resolution in it's eyes before it's aura started climbing chaotically..

Seeing his opponent getting bigger, his aura climbing higher and getting chaotic, Apollo realized that his opponent was planning on self destructing,

"sigh~ such folly" he sighed in disappointment..

"I guess you leave me no choice" he shook his head before opening his mouth wider than it should ever be possible,

{DEVOUR}

And activated this skill for the first time

{DEVOUR: ABSORB THE RECORDS OF ALL FALLEN OPPONENTS BY DEVOURING THEIR FLESH, BLOOD AND SOUL AND MAKE THEM YOURS}

Feeling the suction force coming from the mouth of it's hated foe, dread and fear exploded in regulus' heart,

'so this is how I die, devoured by my enemy.. haa pathetic' he thought in his mind before everything went to black and his conscious faded..

DING!!

{DEVOURED ESSENCE OF PURE BLOODED GOLDEN FLAME LION LEVEL 99}

{Strength+2,000(60), Agility+800(24), stamina+1500(45), Mana+900(27), Magic+900(27)}

DING!!!

{YOU HAVE LEVELED UP

{YOU HAVE LEVELED UP

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{YOU HAVE LEVELED UP AND REACHED LEVEL 35}

Listening to the system counting his gains and feeling the increase in his body, he nodded in satisfaction..

*pa, pa, pa,*

Before he could think further, he heard clapping sounds from behind him.

Turning abruptly, ready to attack the intruder, he stopped in his steps when he saw who it was,

"Since when have you been here, and why couldn't I sense you approaching" he asked wearily

Looking at his younger brother with amusement, Drago tossed the massive corpse of a 3 headed snake he was dragging along to the ground, "I've been here for a while now, since your transformation" he spoke with a teasing voice, "you seemed to have gotten your ass handed to you by a lowlife scum"

"Don't.. he was a worthy opponent, and nothing like all the trash we've been encountering" he growled

"he's earned my respect for pushing me this far, and I won't let anyone, not even you, tarnish his image" he concluded in a menacing voice, his aura leaking out..

"Oho, what's this?" Drago chuckled "don't tell me that little transformation of yours has gotten to your head so soon that you forget who's the eldest here"...

{{KNOW...YOUR...PLACE...BROTHER}}

*BOOM*

With these four words alone, word's oozing with such might, such authority..

Even Apollo, with his abundance of dragonic pride, could do nothing but come crashing towards the ground in a massive thud..

Walking close to Apollo, Drago stared down at the head that was as large as a house, straight into those threatening pupils that showed a deep rooted fear, awe and reverence all at the same time..

"I do not care what measly little cat earned your respect, but never, and I mean {{NEVER}}, threaten me again, are we clear?" he asked...

Seeing that Apollo remained silent,

{{ARE WE CLEAR!!}} He demanded in a thunderous roar..

Feeling the creaking and crackling of his bones, reminded once more why even their elder brother White avoided this monster's bad side entirely, Apollo could only acquiesce,

"Yes.... Brother".....

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(AN: THE REASON THE STATS IN THE () ARE THE REFLECTION ON APOLLO'S BOARD, SINCE HIS BLOODLINE IS DENSER AND OF HIGHER VALUE, LOWER LEVEL BLOODLINES ARE ABSORBED AND CONVERTED TO SUITE HIS PHYSIQUE)

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