of time, Oberon grew old and frail while Jagon grew strong and youthful.
Once it became clear that Jagon’s fangs and claws could reach the nape of his father’s neck, he decided to no longer respect his father.

The same was true for Jagon’s sworn brothers.
Since their fangs and claws did not grow as sharp as he had hoped, he lost all interest in them.

Barang? Indeed, he had once been Jagon’s sworn brother.
Jagon’s memories returned as he thought about it.
He recalled that among his brothers, Barang had lived the longest and always claimed he would stand by Jagon ’s side, but that was all Jagon could remember.

“No, he wasn’t very proud of it.
Anyways, it’s amazing that you actually were sworn brothers with him,” commented Eugene.

“What’s amazing about it?” asked Jagon.

“I thought he was selling your name because he didn’t want to die,” said Eugene with a grin.

However, Eugene’s words elicited no response from Jagon.
Instead, Jagon simply stood motionless while staring down at him.


“Are you done?” asked Jagon.

”I have nothing more to say, ” Eugene replied shortly.

With that, he brushed off his coat and transformed it back into the Cloak of Darkness.
Though he had been compelled to wear the black coat with the fur lining, he had never felt comfortable in it.
The cloak, on the other hand, was a familiar and reassuring garment.

While Eugene was transforming his coat, Jagon didn ’t waste any time and quickly launched an attack toward him.
He aimed his hand directly at Eugene ’s head with lightning-fast speed, ready to strike him down.

Jagon was not one to show any consideration for his prey during a hunt.
He typically wouldn ’t even bother conversing with them.
However, in the case of Eugene, Jagon had a hunch that this battle would be enjoyable and exciting.
So, he waited patiently and engaged in a short conversation with the human, answering his questions.
It was a level of consideration that Jagon wouldn ’t have given to most of his prey, but this hunt was different.
The prospect of a challenging fight was too tempting to resist.

Consequently, Jagon did not bother asking any of the important questions.
Was Eugene the Dragon Duchess’ collaborator? If so, where was she right now? Such questions were for Count Karad to wonder about.
Instead, Jagon had other questions of his own.
How had Eugene dodged his attack just now? Eugene had definitely been right under Jagon, and he had remained motionless until the moment Jagon struck.

Jagon wasn’t arrogant enough to think his attack had been completely unavoidable.
In fact, he was sure that there had been a gap.
Yet, he had failed to grasp Eugene’s movements.
It was strange.
Jagon did not understand exactly how Eugene had suddenly appeared behind his back.

Boom!

With a small black dot on the end of his fingertip, Eugene launched an attack that consumed Jagon in an explosion, and the brilliant light burned the surroundings a blinding white.
Then the explosion of mana condensed into a single point, and blinked black , leaving nothing but darkness in its wake.

Eugene took a step back from the great storm of mana.
He hadn’t been expecting his attack to leave a scratch on Jagon, so he wasn ’t disappointed when it didn ’t.
After all, Eugene had known from his encounter with Oberon, Jagon ’s father, over three centuries ago that Oberon had been as tough as Molon, though not as strong as the Molon of today.
So, it came as no surprise that Jagon was just as tough, if not tougher, than his father.

Then Eugene activated the Wings of Prominence, and the blazing flame underneath them caused a multitude of feathers to sprout forth.

Fwoosh!

In an instant, a burst of light emitted from beneath the wings and propelled Eugene forward with such speed that he became a blur in Jagon ’s vision.
Regardless, Jagon stretched out his hand, and a curved claw shot out of his muscular hand.
He then clawed at the space in front of him.

Eugene reached for a weapon concealed within his cloak, but he didn ’t choose his usual sword.
Instead, he drew out Jigolath, the Annihilation Hammer.
This was the weapon he had acquired from Black Lion Castle, and it had once been wielded by the Demon King of Carnage himself.
The hammer towered over Eugene ’s height, but he expected nothing less, considering its previous owner ’s stature was much greater than that of humans.

Yet, despite the hammer’s large size and great weight, Eugene was strong enough to wield it with only one hand.
Indeed, it was true that it was rather hard for Eugene to put all of his strength into wielding the weapon with one hand, but the Annihilation Hammer was not a weapon meant to be swung with as much strength as possible.

The Annihilation Hammer, Jigolath, was a straightforward weapon compared to the Demon Spear.
The Demon Spear had a complex mechanism that involved attacking specific coordinates through space, but the Annihilation Hammer simply broke down anything it hit and caused the target to explode.

Boom!

Propelled by the force of the impact produced by Eugene’s attack, Jagon ’s body moved forward.
Nevertheless, he quickly regained his balance and lunged toward Eugene with his clawed hand outstretched.


Yet, as he tried to grab Eugene, Eugene disappeared once again.
Jagon didn ’t grab empty air, though.
Instead, he found a swelling black dot that had been left behind where Eugene had just been.
Jagon reacted quickly, immediately closing his fist around the black dot.
He squeezed it tightly, extinguishing it before it could explode.
The dot still exploded anyway, but it was only a partial explosion, which caused Jagon ’s hand to jerk once.

Right after that, Eugene materialized high up in the sky and brought down the Annihilation Hammer with great force, hitting Jagon hard.
Nevertheless, Jagon didn ’t move.
Instead, he faced the full impact of Jigolath ’s strike and raised his head to look at Eugene.
A gleam sparkled in Jagon’s black eyes.

Eugene laughed as he felt a shiver run down his spine.
Though Jagon was powerful, his strength couldn ’t be compared to that of Molon.
Eugene knew he had boasted to Molon before about how their battle would have gone differently if he had weapons, but deep down… Eugene knew that he would still have lost even if he had been allowed his weapons.

‘But you…’

Eugene’s left hand was still tightly wrapped around the Annihilation Hammer.
He placed his right hand, which was empty, into his cloak.

‘…aren’t Molon.’

Jagon had bitten his father to death, but so what? Oberon had not been stronger than Molon from three hundred years ago.
Eugene didn’t deny that Oberon had been strong, but it was a fact that Molon had been stronger.
Yes, it was true that Jagon was a powerful warrior, strong enough to earn him the nickname the Beast of Ravesta.
However, Jagon wasn’t Molon, he wasn’t Gavid Lindman, and he wasn’t Noir Giabella either.

Still, it was also true that one day, Jagon would grow strong enough to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with those monsters.
Eugene was convinced of this after seeing Jagon run rampant.
That was why he had bothered to make his presence known to Jagon.

Eugene could have chosen to destroy the core of the Dragon Demon Castle and make his escape with Raimira during the chaos of the castle’s descent.
A demon like Jagon wouldn’t die from the crash, but the crash would still result in the deaths of many demonfolks.
Despite that, Eugene had pushed back this very exciting and cool opportunity for a while and decided to kill Jagon first.

The first time Eugene put Prominence to the test had been on the other side of Lehainjar, but that had not been the most optimal location to use Prominence.
Moreover, the only abilities he had utilized in the battle against Molon had been leaping from feather to feather and bombarding him with black spots.

The other side of Lehainjar had been almost devoid of any mana, and there had been no primal spirits either.
It was true that the ability to simply leap from feather to feather was an invaluable ability that made Prominence worthwhile as Eugene’s Signature, but leaping wasn’t the only thing he wanted to achieve with Prominence.

The feathers Eugene had scattered with Prominence were imbued with his mana, which contained the spirit of the World Tree.
In turn, this attracted the primal spirits in the surroundings.
Ultimately, Eugene’s flame of mana gradually increased in size and intensity by devouring the mana in the atmosphere.

Eugene’s mind resonated with the mana and took fine control of the primal spirits as well.
This was different from Ignition in that doing this didn’t cause his cores and heart to flare up.
However, it did allow Eugene to control an enormous amount of dense mana that he would not normally be able to control.

Consuming such a huge amount of mana would cause Eugene to be extremely fatigued, even though he had not neglected a single day in training.
Nevertheless, that was fine.
Since he wasn’t using Ignition and therefore not straining his heart and his Core, he was only putting his body in physical pain.
That, he could endure.

Eugene ’s left ring finger lit up with a red glow from the Ring of Agaroth, the War God.
Its ability was straightforward — to forcibly enhance the body ’s regenerative power.
Although it consumed the user ’s life force, Eugene ’s exceptional physicality and rigorous training meant it would only cause mild fatigue after usage.

The feeling of omnipotence began to spread throughout Eugene’s body.
It felt similar to using Ignition but without the accompanying strain on his heart and Core.

With a smile, Eugene pulled out his right hand from inside the cloak.

The Demon Spear Luentos pierced through the air, and hundreds — no, thousands of spears bloomed from under Jagon’s feet.

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