Chapter 171 - Chapter 34: Gathering (1/2)

Chapter 171 – Chapter 34: Gathering

A thousand years ago, there had been a big fight. No matter how good the fight was, the result didn’t necessarily benefit them.

‘No, as a matter of fact, it was our defeat.’

The Great Enkidu remembered that day. It was an unforgettable day.

Enkidu had taken down Famine. He had smashed that lowly rat, but Famine wasn’t destroyed. Enkidu succeeded in hitting his essence, but that was all. The rat had lost his power and ran away.

Guardian Queian had fought against Death, but he hadn’t won either. Both Death and Queian had suffered critical damage.

The Cruel Talia had struggled as well. If only her opponent hadn’t been the hateful War… She would have won if it had been against Famine or Death. However, her opponent had been War. The most brutal one among the four riders had overwhelmed Talias. If the ‘event’ had occurred a little later, Talia would have died.

The Recorder Torres had caused the incident. So, Enkidu didn’t know what Ainkel’s soul and Torres did. The result was what had been witnessed.

Conquest and Torres destroyed each other. However, Enkidu, who dealt with the power of destruction, was able to see it. Conquest’s and Torres’ forms of destruction were different in nature. The destruction of Conquest was destruction for renewal. Torres had attempted to break Conquest and let her be reborn again, away from the other riders.

The idea was absurd, but the plan was partially successful. He didn’t know if Conquest was truly liberated, but it seemed like it.

‘Silly bastard. Stupid bastard.’

The price was too big. Ainkel’s soul, which remained beside Torres, disappeared. Her soul was lost forever.

Torres’ case was even worse. He had been destroyed. His essence itself was broken and scattered across the world. Queian couldn’t accept Torres’ ruin, but that was just desperation. Torres had died. No, it was more than death.

After that, it was chaos. He fought against the raging War. Death and Queian destroyed each other’s essences. Enkidu couldn’t remember the end of the fight clearly. He had been exhausted at the end of a long battle, and when he recovered his spirit, everything was over.

Then Enkidu realized… The Four Riders of the Apocalypse and the elder dragons had been destroyed. Since that day 1,000 years ago, both could no longer exist in the world like they done in the past.

However, the fight wasn’t finished. It was just delayed.

Talia had escaped in a weakened state and fallen asleep. Enkidu himself had gone into a deep sleep. Queian had said before he fell asleep that after waking up, the fight wouldn’t be a direct confrontation between the Four Riders of the Apocalypse and the elder dragons.

The ones who would decide the fate of the world would be the four knights selected by the riders and the dragon warriors with the power of the elder dragons.

Dragon Warrior… One who received strength from the elder dragons…

‘I will reproduce the first dragon warrior… Drakon Kechatulla.’

These were the last words Queian left behind.

Drakon Kechatulla had been the strongest dragon warrior who preceded the elder dragons, and he had played a decisive role in defeating the Red Dragon of the Apocalypse. 10,000 years ago, when the red dragon and the older elder dragons had been annihilated, he had died as well. However, his blood was still being transmitted through one species.

‘Warrior.’

A miracle had been born among the humans—an incarnation of the first dragon warrior.

Enkidu lifted his head to the sky. Everything in the world seemed so far away.

‘Dragon Warrior.’

There wasn’t just one warrior. The Conquest Knight was one as well. Thanks to Torres’ sacrifice, Conquest had been reborn in the world and chosen her knight.

Enkidu recalled the story that the War Knight had said when he appeared before him. He remembered the rude provocation of War, who had just woken from a deep sleep.

What would be the result of the fight?

The Great Enkidu gazed far away. He looked at the land in the north, beyond the limit line.

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In-gong opened his eyes and saw the white woman alone in the darkness. She was inside In-gong’s head. She was a woman with white hair, and her red and blue eyes were gentle.

In-gong now knew that….

She had been destroyed on that day 1,000 years ago and born again. As a result, she escaped from the fate of ending the world. However, it wasn’t a complete liberation. She was resisting that will even now.

Conquest wasn’t complete. The evidence was that she couldn’t converse with In-gong, despite being in the depths of his soul. Why was she resisting the end of the world? What made her reject the reason for her existence?

In-gong looked at the white woman. She smiled and stroked In-gong’s head gently. Then In-gong closed his eyes. The white woman’s touch was warm, and he wanted to sleep comfortably under her gaze.

However, he opened his eyes again. This time, it was in reality, not his consciousness.

“Oh, Prince. You’re awake?”

As soon as In-gong opened his eyes, he saw Carack’s face. He had just been looking at the white woman, so In-gong had a gloomy expression on his face.

“Why isn’t it Felicia or Green Wind? Maybe even Delia or Karma.”

He would rather see a beauty than Carack as soon as he woke up.

“Haha, you sound disappointed.”

Carack clicked his tongue, but he was smiling. In-gong smiled as well and raised his upper body, then he saw that he was in a large room with a stone bed.

“This is the Dragon Temple. Prince was asleep all day. High Priest said not to worry since it isn’t a big deal, but… are you really okay?”

Carack looked In-gong up and down. Although his face was still ugly, it was good to see his concern for In-gong.

“I’m fine. I feel very refreshed.”

“Then here is some cold water to wake you up.”

Carack laughed and handed him a glass of cold water. The inside of the Dragon Temple was very cool, unlike the outside which caused one to perspire just from walking a little bit. In-gong drank the cold water and looked around slowly. The ring of the Recorder Torres was glowing on his index finger.

The fourth equipment of an elder dragon… The ring was called El Ragra. Unlike the other three equipment In-gong had obtained so far, this wasn’t used in direct combat. It was instead a secondary support equipment. In-gong stroked the gem on the ring. It felt warm like Conquest’s touch.

It was at that moment that he heard a voice outside the door.

“Drakon Kechatulla, the great dragon warrior.”

It was the voice of the high priest. In-gong nodded and Carack opened the door.

“High Priest.”

The high priest had appeared exactly when In-gong had awoken. Moreover, there was someone else standing behind him.

“Shutra!”

Felicia smiled excitedly as she ran over and shook In-gong’s arm.

“Hey, hey. This place is really great! It is full of extremely old records! Ah, why have I only come here now? It would have been nice if I’d known of this place earlier.”