An Extra’s POV

Lord Phobio; The Crimson Angel.

That was what his name within the Mercenary Gang—though some would argue that his true nature resembled a devil more than an Angel.

He had a beautifully crafted face, and his body was toned to perfection.

As he stood there, watching the Dragon announce itself, he couldn't help but leak out a wry grin.

"Kekeke… you're a Dragon, huh?" His lips slowly curled up, revealing a twisted grin that handsome men shouldn't have.

Phobio looked like a snake at that point, his entire demeanor contorted to form an ugly mask of amusement.

"So what? So what if you're a Dragon?" He asked, his body suddenly relaxing as he kept up his cackles.

"Hm? Aren't you supposed to be frightened or something?"

"Nope! Why would I be?"

Phobio feared no one. That had been the case since he was little.

His special ability made it so that he was always very strong. In fact, he was the one who was always feared by those around him.

Also…

"I've killed a Dragon before, so it's no big deal. It seems you came here to attack us, so I'll just kill you too…"

The way Phobio spoke was with confidence and finesse.

Even though he wasn't wearing a lot of Enchanted Items, he still had the confidence to win.

His white robe and dark brown sandals were the only two Items he had on, and they were far from his usual set.

Still, he was confident.

'The blood I've amassed from thousands of people should be enough for this guy…'

Particles of Mana was trapped in the blood of people, so if he collected their blood, he was collating a lot of Mana in the process.

add impact to his Spells, but it wouldn't consume too

keep going on

see. I'm curious, though, what kind of

seemed to be scoffing at Phobio, as if disbelieving his

would I remember the kind of Dragon? I don't

He didn't care enough to recollect the kinds of enemies he

no value in

a weak Dragon. I'm a strong one,

Phobio's heard

never felt so

hell are you trying to say?" He growled,

depends on the next

why don't I break it down for you?" As the Dragon spoke, he stretched a hand towards Phobio,

telling you, it'll be okay for me. After

"…."

in the Dragon's

were littered in darkness suddenly began to have a

you just… call me

to rise, and an incredibly dense layer of

of energy generated caused distortion in the air, but Phobio

simply wanted to show the ignorant Dragon

was a Dragon, which is why they woke me

couldn't leave his side since he had instructed them not to, so they resorted to the least severe option—and for good

is why they fervently stayed by my side rather than run off.' Phobio's thoughts echoed deep within him, so he couldn't help but

they should have explained or said something

a shame to see

it upon themselves. Just like this

Masked Dragon stood still, watching

wasn't even fazed by the power

gritted his teeth as he activated

Protection Cloak]. [Superior Self].

by using them at once—alongside his [Greater Blood Magic]—he was pretty much

But, I can compensate for that weakness with this amount of blood. It's not most

this was the coalition of blood from vermin, it still had