VOLUME 6 Chapter 6

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A few hundred meters away upon hearing her Masters scream for help, the pale beauty, Bahamut stopped at her tracks. Her golden eyes shine and before the giant demonic wolf was about to bite her head off. Her outfit, that of a jet black Gothic Funeral Gown with a dark metallic Crown that starts to emit a Godlike aura. Her face, even though covered by a dark veil, looked like a fearsome beast. The big wolf immediately lost all confidence and in a panic, ran back to its Master.

Back near the dirt road, as if the two could hear the thunderous and intimidating OST of her Boss area in their head, the dark foreboding Latin chant getting closer and closer, both of the men look into the dark snowy forest as the sound of snow getting crushed gets closer. The bandit leader removes his hood, revealing his scarred and scratched face, his eyes having the thousand yard stare. As he lifted his gun, his pet wolf could be seen running towards him like a scared puppy. But rather than stopping behind him, it continued, running over some of his lackeys that was about to encircle Zergel.

Their senses go into overload as they feel the Mana literally flying into the direction of where Bahamut is. Adrenaline was flying in both of their veins, though Paul knew she was an ally, even he couldn't help but feel scared to his very spine and was already in Fight or Flight mode. After a minute, she appeared. The tall beautiful woman with long black hair that reached the snow. Her worn gothic funeral dress was ever so intimidating as the two remember their trauma from participating in her Global events. Flashbacks of how one NPC could take on thousands of Legendary and Heroic players with little to no resistance, not even the Sword Saint, Grand Mages, or the top Vampire player of Dark World could scratch.

Paul stood up, with his senses heightened as Bahamut, holding her Ancient Dragon Sword straight up in her left arm slowly approached him. Near him, the Bandit Leader was already casting as many buffs as he could. "ALL OF YOU! RUN INTO THE FOREST! I'LL COVER EVERYONE!" His minions followed the order as they could feel the aura of an extremely dangerous beast on the other side of the road while the Knight General stood, frozen in place as her terrifying presence and beautiful looks got his brain thinking of how to get out if she was ever to attack.

"Master. Be not afraid, for I hath cometh to help."

"Ba- Jesus Bahamut, I never knew you'd literally go into this mode."

"Well, thou hath been told to remove all gloves, yes?"

"I-i guess so... but holy shit, your aura is on an entirely different level. You're basically on boss mode right now... again."

The bandit leader runs for his life, going into the other side of the road as his men retreated to their camp a hundred or so meters away, constantly covering their backs. Paul then collapses as the blood makes it hard for him to stand straight up. The Dragon God then kneeled, lifting the head of the wounded Knight General and looking him right at the eyes. She was so close that Paul could see the outlines of her magnificent deathly pale face, the sharp jawline, pointy nose and a beauty no human or vampire could ever dream of achieving.

"Master, you must not hold back anymore, learn to do what is necessary. I shall give thee temporary power, wield your weapon and end those bandits. This shall be the test to see if you can overcome your past. Move forward, to the future. One shouldn't let the past cloud the present and future."

Out of nowhere, Bahamut stands up and faces the road, and with her right hand, she strikes straight into her heart. Literally grabbing it out as blood spills everywhere. The Knight General, seeing such a scene in front of him immediately vomited and his eyes full of trauma from witnessing such a gory scene in person. She then opens her palm fully, revealing her beating heart to the man.

"Take this, it shall give you more power than you can imagine. The heart of a true Dragon God. Use it and defeat those enemies. Let me warn you, only their leader is one of your kind. The rest are from this world and will permanently expire. What shall you do?"

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