I Am Extraordinary Alone

After Cha Na took down a Dragon Mage, two columns of fire immediately rushed towards him as two other dragons spewed Dragon Flame at him.

At the same time, thunder rolled across the sky, and suddenly, dark clouds gathered, forming a massive vortex in the firmament, as if something was about to emerge from the center of the cloud hole.

Cha Na sneered, moving like a flash of lightning, breaking through the flames with a flying sword, stabbing straight at the fire-spewing giant dragon. In an instant, Cha Na's silver-white massive body plunged into the dragon's mouth. Then, the dragon's neck erupted in a mass of flesh and blood, a black object piercing through. Breaking the tough scales, it burrowed into the dragon's belly and exploded, turning the entire dragon along with the white-robed magician into pieces of flesh, raining down.

The last remaining dragon, seeing that Dragon Flame had no effect on Cha Na and that its two companions were killed in an instant, turned to flee. The white-robed magician on its back was also aghast, muttering sentences like "Frightful!" and "It's King-level!".

Nevertheless, he managed to complete the spell's activation. In the sky, the spiraling cloud vortex began gathering the power of lightning. Massive white currents surged through the black clouds, darkening the sky.

"I didn't expect a King-level creature to appear in the Roland Mountains! Let me serve you with this move!!! 5 Ring Spell! Storm Sword!!" the white-robed magician shouted.

A gale swept through, and the previously warm air turned chilly. Curious, Cha Na paused in midair, looking up at the cloud hole, wanting to see what might emerge.

Suddenly, streaks of white lightning descended from the cloud hole, pouring down like a torrential storm at the earth. Cha Na only felt a dazzling light before his eyes, thunder exploding in his ears, and for a moment, he was knocked from the sky, falling heavily into the forest below.

The lightning continued unabated, as if forming a giant sword of thunder standing between heaven and earth, its tip pinning Cha Na to the ground, burning the surrounding forest to black ash.

The white-robed magician, riding the dragon, hovered in the air, looking down. Having released his most powerful spell, he was already somewhat exhausted, breathless with fatigue.

"Did it succeed?!" he asked nervously.

As the spell finally concluded, the lightning ceased, the stormy winds died down, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, with the cold air following suit.

The giant Thunder Sword left a six-kilometer diameter of black scorched earth in the forest, the surrounding trees ignited, and the fire threatened to spread.

The white-robed magician watched the ground intently. Seeing nothing unusual in the scorched area, he muttered to himself, "It takes a 5 Ring Spell to take it down, truly terrifying… I must report this to the Circle, and we need to send someone to put out the fire…"

He patted the dragon's back and said, "Let's go, Yura! We can mourn our comrades later. I have a bad feeling… something terrible is coming."

The dragon glanced at the remains of its companions on the ground, circled in the air for a moment, mournfully wailed, flicked its tail, turned around, and flew towards the southern mountains.

Suddenly, a silver-white shadow shot up through the dragon's body. With a ripping sound, the dragon was split into two chunks. The white-robed magician plummeted down in shock, but soon, the silver flying sword turned and flew towards him.

The white-robed magician exerted all his strength, conjuring a yellow magic shield to block, but Cha Na suddenly appeared in the sky. Riding the flying sword over in a flash, he grabbed it with his right hand, slicing downwards, turning the white-robed magician into a mist of blood.

Blood splattered on Cha Na's silver-white body like camouflage, and with a thud, he landed, his feet creating cracks a few meters long in the ground.

Around him, there was no longer any trace of Fujiwara Makoto's scent—she had fled.

"What is this world…? Is it the past? No, what are those dragons? And these… lower creatures…" Cha Na murmured, looking down at the corpse he had chopped to pieces.

Thinking for a moment, he tilted his head up and shouted towards the sky, "Divine Power Tianyang!!!!"

His voice echoed in the sky, waves of sound reaching the clouds, even disturbing the cloud formations.

However, after waiting a long time, there was no sign of Divine Power Tianyang descending.

"Divine Power?" Cha Na called again.

He sheathed his flying sword, muttering to himself, "It seems there's something fishy here, this place can actually block my connection with Divine Power Tianyang…"

Taking a deep breath, Cha Na's form suddenly shrank into that of a 15-year-old boy with short chestnut hair and a handsome face, yet with no clothes to cover him, leaving his lean, muscular body exposed, his eight-pack abs carved as if by a chisel.

He picked up the bloodstained white robe from the body on the ground, not minding the dirt, simply covering his body with it.

"Need to find a river to wash this robe, then sneak into a village, kill a few, and switch to some proper clothes… How many secrets does this world hold… What exactly are you researching? I will find out." Cha Na said with a smile.

Meanwhile, at the Warlock Association, in the dome hall of the Circle Tower, dozens of eminent warlock great mentors were holding an emergency meeting.

The hall was abuzz with whispered discussions.

"…That area is Gede's territory… Who sent the message, the purple-robed warlocks went to investigate first, we also sent three Dragon Mages."

"Could it be a King-level creature? Or a defector from the Circle?"

"Both are possible, this matter is suspicious, the person who conveyed the message never appeared, and we don't even remember when we received the message."

"However, the Blue Robe Magic Observation Bureau did detect spatial fluctuations, it's certain our world has been invaded, let's just quietly wait, old friend…"

The conversations continued until a loud voice suddenly filled the room.

"There's an anomaly in Gede's territory!! There's…," gasped the young messenger, who was handed a glass of water by a mentor.

After drinking, the messenger hurriedly said, "Someone used a 5 Ring Spell!"

"It's the Dragon Mages, seems they encountered danger… Indeed it's a King-level creature!" a great mentor declared.

"And then!? Did you see the Dragon Mages? What else did they say?" a mentor asked.

The messenger shook his head, "It was the Blue Robe Magic Observation Bureau telling me, I didn't see the Dragon Mages."

"Impossible… In Gede's territory, only they can initiate a 5 Ring spell… Could it be a Wizard?"

"Bad news, mentors."

At this moment, a gentle, elderly voice emerged in the hall.

A grey-robed elder warlock with a wooden staff entered the hall.

All the mentors respectfully bowed, "Greetings, great grey-robed warlock Saruman."

"Bad news indeed, mentors, our three Dragon Mages were killed," Saruman said.