Free Web NovelChapter 7: Not Allowed
As Charles stood facing the red dragon, he came to two sudden realisations.
First, one of the items on the list was a Red Dragon’s Eye.
This meant that if he managed to defeat this creature, he would be able to provide Charlotte with one of the necessary items to recover her strength. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
However, that led to a second problem.
How was he supposed to kill a dragon?
ROAHHH!!
Despite being smaller than the blue dragon, and as weakened as it was, it still had power that far exceeded his.
Charlotte, why didn’t you just harvest these items yourself? You already damaged it so much, so finishing it off couldn’t have been much more effort.
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Was she saving them for me specifically, so that I could benefit from defeating them?
Shaking his head free from the thought, Charles focused on the crystal that had appeared at the crown of the great dragon’s head.
「Algadon」
Grade: Master [5th Grade]
Potential: Sage [6th Grade]
Class: Red Dragon
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Master rank... Weaker than Caarthanax, but with the same potential.
As far as Charles knew, there were currently no beings above the rank of Saint.
Of course, he had to assume that this was no longer the case. After all, who knew what rank that unspeakable villain was?
Drawn from his thoughts, the dragon’s chest suddenly started to build up with fire.
It seemed weaker than it usually would be. Its injuries were affecting its ability to produce fire.
Charles didn’t bother using Editor’s Authority. He knew that he only had one use, and if he messed it up, he would probably be dead.
So instead, he ran.
Since he already had a well-built body, he was fast.
On top of that, due to Author’s Aura, all of his physical attributes were doubled when within a 1km radius of the author.
This allowed him to be even faster. His movements were sharp.
The dragon let out a torrent of flames from its giant mouth.
Charles felt the room fill with heat that just missed him. He had to dive-roll to make sure he wasn’t caught.
The flames burnt the floor behind him, but he was safe.
When he looked up at the dragon again, it was panting desperately.
Using those flames had put it in an even more weakened state!
If I keep weakening it, then when I finally use Editor’s Authority, it won’t require as much mana.
Charles stopped running and turned to face the recovering dragon.
"Really, a Master is having trouble defeating a Novice? Hmph, I expected better."
The dragon turned its two red eyes towards him. Blood continued squirting from its wounds.
"DIE, HUMAN SCUM!" it roared.
Then, its chest started expanding again.
Charles laughed beneath his breath.
Using that power again so soon in that condition isn’t smart, Dragon. You might regret it.
He started running again as fast as he could.
When he felt the flames roar, he dived once again. freёwebnovel.com
This time, however, he felt a great pain surge through his left arm.
Some of the flames caught him!
"Agh!" he let out a cry, but managed to make it to his feet.
The material of his shirt had started to fuse with the burnt flesh of his arm.
Luckily, it had not been burned completely black, and instead was just pink and tender.
The skin was melting, but he would have to push past it.
A burnt arm was better than death.
After he looked up at the dragon, which was in an even worse state than before and struggling to even stay on its feet, Charles took the opportunity.
﹂[Editor’s Authority Cast] ~ Awaiting authoritative words...
He shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Moving is not allowed!"
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On the 45th floor...
As a young adventurer slashed down three creatures in one swing, he wore a smug look on his face.
He stood up and stabbed his blade into the ground before wiping sweat from his forehead.
Afterwards, he used his skill, Focused Hearing.
He had always been curious as to what happened on the top floor.
He was a secret hearer. It was how he gained his power.
Usually, he would hear all sorts of conversations between grades that he would never reach.
Sometimes he could use those conversations to help himself become stronger.
This time, however—
"Moving is not allowed!"
As he heard this, his entire body went completely limp and fell to the ground.
What the...
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Back on the 98th floor...
After using Editor’s Authority, Charles actually managed to stay on his feet.
He was still drained of his energy and mana, whilst undergoing great pain as well.
But the important thing was that he still had enough in him to move.
He was in a much better condition than when he had prohibited Caarthanax from breathing fire.
Meanwhile, Algadon was not so fortunate.
The Red Dragon’s body suddenly went limp and fell to the ground with a great thud that almost made Charles lose his balance.
The entire colosseum went still and silent.
It worked...
He didn’t waste any time making his way over to the dragon. Once there, he stood right in front of its face.
Although its expression remained unchanged, Charles could only imagine the rage going through it at that moment.
He patted the creature on the head.
"You probably regret trying to kill me now."
No response was given.
Under normal circumstances, someone might feel bad for the dragon. However, as a reader, Charles knew what they had done.
After the Third Apocalypse, civilisation spent one hundred years trying their best to bring the world back to normal.
They had progressed pretty far, each of the five continents flourishing in their own ways.
Then, the horde of dragons arrived. They set everything ablaze and brought about the Fourth Apocalypse.
Some were worse than others, but since he was called ’human scum’ by this dragon, he could tell where the creature stood.
Charles made his way over to the dragon’s red eye. He had thought of a way that he could kill it, but he would need to be fast.
The eye was a pathway towards the brain, and damaging the brain was an easy way to kill a creature, no matter how big it was.
Well then, here goes nothing.
