Overgeared

Almost every player would think of Bunhelier when it came to their perception of dragons.

The first dragon to make a direct appearance was Bunhelier. It was even in the National Competition watched by billions of people. His absolute stats and destructiveness were revealed to the public and the world was filled with astonishment. Perhaps that was the quietest day on Earth since the birth of humanity.

"Hiik!"

"It's over! It is the end!!"

"I need to log out and organize the stocks first."

People learned that dragons were extremely powerful and ferocious. It was due to Bunhelier. Now at this moment, Bunhelier appeared again. The ripple effect was different from when he invaded the server of the National Competition. A significant number of players fled to the most hidden places they knew or logged out without hesitation.

Very few players stayed in place. They were people who had responsibilities to bear and people who were stubborn.

"The number of viewers is a jackpot."

"This is a scoop."

On the other hand, those who made broadcasting their business chased after the shadow of Bunhelier.

"Don't worry. Father will protect you."

NPCs and people who had families stayed by the side of their families and protected them.

"Take out all the dragon harpoons in the warehouse."

"It is a war! Issue an emergency conscription notice right now!"

Knights or those with aristocratic titles led the soldiers with a more powerful voice than usual. In the sky, Bunhelier could see all the conditions of the ground with his eyes. He didn't feel sorry for the bugs who saw him and ran away, nor did he become angry with the attitude of the bugs who held the idea of resisting him. He could annihilate them at any time with one breath.

The thing that Bunhelier wanted was a deeper anxiety. He was only slowly crossing the continent, but he expected the bugs to be crushed by themselves. There was plenty of time. If it didn't break, flap his wings several times until it broke.

The moment the atmosphere was at its most ripe, he intended to go down and choke their necks. He would tell them to offer 1,000 males and 1,000 females each. Then he would eat them slowly while they were still alive in front of the watching bugs and despair and fear would spread. Once he finished eating them, he would ask the bugs to increase the number of offerings by two times the next day. It would be quite funny to see those who dreamed of the future in exchange for the sacrifices of their fellow people once again fall into despair.

In the end, Nevartan would wake up by the time the bugs finally chose to resist, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to leave the finishing touches to him. He wouldn't even give a chance to the bugs who squeezed out their courage to fight against him. Despair and fear would be mixed with anger and the chaos would be completed.

Grrrrr…

Demonic energy flowed from the gap in Bunhelier's snout as he twitched. Each particle had a destructive power that crushed magic power and sword energy, and extinguished the spark of life. The dark sky, where the scenery of hell was intertwined, turned yellow.

a nation's night sky be like this

"What is he doing?"

seem to want

setting. Many people speculated that he was the final boss in the worldview, so they naturally worried that the surface would become a sea of fire after seeing

took no action other than that. If there was one characteristic,

would take him to cross the continent would be

dimension—a disaster to be

lost the willpower to resist. This was even though Bunhelier was just flying. The absence of Grid and

Kurarararara!

like laughter. It was close to the feeling of laughing at them right now. Of course, this was just a delusion of persecution. There was no

the aftermath of the Great Human and Demon War, but it wasn't a number that Bunhelier could see with one glance. It meant

of insignificant humans. His senses spread across the continent. It was more closely intertwined than a spider's web and Bunhelier felt in real-time the reactions and expressions of all beings on the surface

sea, he deliberately raised waves to attack the nation of the water clan or he carried the smell of human flesh on the

living in hot regions sick by inducing the transfer of cold, while people living in cold areas were forced to take off their clothes due to the transfer of heat. He even moved the Arctic icebergs or desert sand to the middle of

of humanity's growing

[……]

tall like a pillar and gradually collected the demonic

[Dragon Slayer.]

dark pupil's grew slightly bigger. It was so huge that it felt like seeing a thumbnail of the expansion of the universe. This was the case when being directly in front of him. There was

like someone who was trying hard not

in hiding for longer than that, now dare

of the Dragon Slayer acted as a dragon's unique incompatibility. The

to eat

seem to have something you believe in.

The cause of Nevartan's madness was Bunhelier's betrayal. Even after losing his sense of reason, faint remnants of memory remained and he seemed unable to

is quite

nervous Hayate focused on why this phenomenon was occurring and barely figured

'Rage.'

blocked Bunhelier's tail, which rushed in like a huge dam, and was vigilant as he prepared in advance for the

just swung his tail once, but a total of five shockwaves occurred in a row and struck Hayate. There was no time difference at all. Hayate failed to absorb the fourth and fifth attacks properly.

corners of his mouth with sword energy and endured it without revealing pain. He managed to repair the organs in his body that were crushed

again. It was the aftermath of erasing the landscapes of hell that filled the surrounding sky with his

it if it is

purpose? Or should he cling to the Dragon Slayer in front of him and risk getting caught by Nevartan? His judgment should be fast. After waking up, the time it would take

need to eat

him was comparable to the value he would get when collecting millions of chaos. Moreover, he