An Extra’s POV

~BOOOOOOOMMMM!!!~

The final ceiling shattered apart as the mighty Dragon Commander came forth.

Its glorious form emerged as the sun rose in the darkened sky.

It was breaking dawn, and quite a few people were already outside their houses—either preparing to leave for work, or just taking strolls.

Of course, patrol officers were also present throughout the city, so it was still quite lovely despite being so early in the morning.

So imagine the shock on the faces of the people who had woken up thinking this was just another morning.

Another safe day in the Capital.

… Only to see the personification of death and destruction emerge from the depths of the Dungeon, into the sky above.

All eyes widened in shock… and then horror.

"IT'S A DRAGOOOOOOOONNNN!!!"

Terror filled those cries as people scampered for safety.

No one waited to check what kind of Dragon it was, or if it was so deadly that they had to cease all activities to flee.

To the common man, the distinction between a one-horned Dragon and a three-horned Dragon was nonexistent.

To them, all Dragons meant the same thing.

DEATH!

The glorious dragon flapped its wings and looked around, its body shaking as if it was in a hurry.

Those who could see the beast from where they hid thought that the creature was in a hurry to burn everything to the ground.

Nothing could stop it.

No one could stand against it.

This was the very personification of inevitability.

They could only watch and wait for the time of chaos to arrive.

However, before they could even wait for just a second…

~BOOOOOMM!!~

… They noticed that the Dragon was being attacked.

A brightness illuminated the sky, causing all to see the glory of a certain entity—human in form—standing against the colossal Dragon in the sky.

The world held its breath as they watched in tension.

"N-no way…"

"I-is that…?!"

who could

knew! They could only tremble as they watched in

the Dragon won, then their lives were all

the man won, then there remained only uncertainty—whether he too was an agent of chaos or prosperity was yet to

the God that had long

… Pray for salvation.

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How is it dawn

the Dungeon, but he

long to reach the 99th Floor thanks to that portal. Plus, I didn't spend too

meant something was

flow differently in the Dungeon? Maybe it's more pronounced in the Lower

shove it

was currently at his limits; Rey could already

off in the Dungeon, but there was a reason he let the beast rise

There were two, actually.

One was simple—fame.

achieve a lot as Ralyks, and I remain the weak guy Rey,

at the forefront of the world—a spectacle of strength that would sharply contrast with his

he could get

reason was

the humans of this

wanted to display the impossible as possible before

into their heads that they were

were the ones

is the

blade as he stared

he could run

he tried to escape, Rey would use Wind Magic to ensure his flight was

the people a good show, don't you think?"

you messing with me,

Jer'ard say this, Rey

"Something like that."

~WHOOSH!~

a

already

"U-uwaahh!!"

hands in reflex, protecting his face from Rey's attacks,

~SWISH!~

hands were severed

and cause some damage to the populace below, Rey used his [Grand Fire Magic] to

shriveled the meat and bones,

Purple blood spurted out of the Dragon's body as he glared

he wasn't going to be spared, not after all he

only thing left for him

~VWUUM!~

to forcefully squeeze out the last bits of Mana within to teleport the furthest distance

him, but they both teleported to the