Chapter 114 - Chain attack (1/2)

Sometimes, what really makes human afraid aren't monsters, neither is it war or the darkness and silence. But it is humans themselves who commits the greatest sins, their greatest fears are also, their proudest creation.

Nightin didn't know why either, but this idea had just wham itself straight into his mind like a heavy truck without any warning.

When he exhaled, visible cold mist formed before his eyes, if it weren't for his robes which were still clinging tightly onto his skin, he would truly start to doubt that everything that happened previously was just an illusion.

”So human, care to share about that little tragic story of yours now?” The Crystallite Dragon asked as it got into a sitting position and even took out chocolate bars made of ice from somewhere.

When his sight met the sweetness, the dragon immediately pulled it back and said like a child ”Don't even think about it, you wouldn't like it.”

Nightin smiled as he assured ”Don't worry, I'm not that bored. But still, are you that wary of me?”

The Crystallite Dragon shuddered for a moment and rebutted ”Why do I need to? You're nothing but a weakling I can... Achoo!”

What? A dragon which is of the ice element is actually sneezing from the cold? Nightin was shocked by this fact as creases started to appear on his forehead.

”Human, don't think that just.. Just because I'm... having a cold... You... Achoo!” The dragon tried to explain, but it merely ended up forming a cute sight of a rolling dragon.

As for the fire bugs, the absolutely cold temperature has already made their movements slow, their movements were in disorder and while they were in a formation, it was full of gaps which left them exposed.

If not for the Crystallite Dragon, their movements wouldn't have been able to catch up to him just now. Their movements were synchronised and their formation was seamless.

”Little dragon, I'll talk to you later. Let me settle this annoying bugs first.” Nightin turned around as killing intent exploded from his body, his wings of Order and Chaos kicked off a strong gust of wind and his Samsara sword, it was held in hand.

Circulating his spirit energy, he realised that it was much smoother compared to before. If an example was needed, the water spirit had given him the oil to function the machine at full efficiency.

Thank you, water spirit.

His sword, it was facing the ground. His gaze, it was on his opponents. His wings, they kicked off a storm.

Swoosh, Nightin dashed forwards as he slashed towards them, if his weakness was the lack of a chain attack, he'll comprehend one for himself right here.