Chapter 2 Dragon Nemesis

A white shadow suddenly came in from the big hole on the second floor. The man raised his head and looked at the creature in the air with some disbelief.

It was a beautiful and elegant creature about three meters long, with a wingspan of six meters, covered with white scales and equipped with wings.

Beautiful, wispy white hair framed his intelligent face, the creature's scales glowed the same brilliantly iridescent hue as a rainbow salmon in the light, and his tail ended in a broad fin like a giant fish.

The man looked at the creature in front of him that looked like a real dragon, yet seemed somewhat different. A sense of fear arose in his heart, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed.

The few words he had heard in the mercenary group now emerged in his mind. He knew that it was the legendary dragon power.

This ability is only possessed by a true dragon that has left the whelp stage and reached the adult stage.

The snake-like yellow eyes stared at the man, and an illusory fleshy crown appeared on the top of the white dragon's head. It was a seven-cornered crown, and each corner had a diamond-shaped notch.

The gap in the center is occupied by a yellow gem.

"Ah, a greedy adventurer. How strange! Are you here to bring me dessert?" asked the white dragon.

Its vertical pupils stared at the man in front of it, and the dragon's might increased in strength along with its master's anger.

"Pfft."

Reggie knelt on the ground, followed by the man. They looked at the creature in front of them in horror. The words that should have been used to beg for mercy were stuck in their throats. The dragon's might wrapped around their bodies like cement, and they could not move.

Nemesis snorted coldly. He had already seen through the actions of the two people in front of him. If he had not just woken up from the slumber of adapting to the transition from the wyrmling stage to the young dragon, he would have come down and killed the fool who tried to steal the treasure.

For a true dragon, treasure is their life. Since ancient times, there has never been a shortage of fools who have attempted to get their hands on a true dragon's treasure, but few of them are lucky enough to escape unscathed.

The lousy soldier in front of him was obviously not one of them.

Nemesis raised his dragon claws, magic power weaving the arcane in his claws, mysterious dragon language rippling in the air, and the khaki light condensed into a specific form - a miniature dimensional gate revealing a yellow halo.

"Fuse Vi Lour!"

First-level spell [Rock Hail]!
"Shhhhhh!"

Three sharp pieces of stone shot out from the dimensional gate in his claws, smashing towards the man kneeling on the ground with huge kinetic energy. The man, who had long been controlled by Long Wei, could only kneel there in despair, waiting for the arrival of death.

Two pieces of stone were blocked by the armor and crumbled into mud, but the third one accurately pierced the man's neck.

"Ho ho."

The man grabbed his neck with great effort. With his trachea punctured, he tried to breathe air, but blood mixed with the smell of soil flowed back into his lungs. In just a few seconds, he fell to the ground.

Reggie screamed and yelled as if he had collapsed, and the suspicious liquid soaked his pants. He finally regained his strength and begged for mercy with snot running down his nose.

"Ah! Ah! Spare me, spare me, great true dragon, please forgive me. I didn't covet the dragon's treasure. It was this bastard who forced me to bring him here."

Nemesis' slender dragon body moved in the air and floated in front of him. He knew that the old human was telling the truth, and the great Nemesis would reward the honest. "Foolish mortal, your begging for mercy is useless. The great Nemesis has long known your relationship. Leave here, weak mortal, but remember, if you dare to reveal anything you see here, I will tear you into pieces and devour your soul!"

The white dragon said viciously, all of its terrifying dragon might was pressed upon Reggie, its eyes emitting a yellow halo. The old man nodded stupidly, then came to his senses and crawled out of the tower.

"Boss, you were so awesome just now! The old human was so scared that he peed his pants. The smell of urine was suffocating me."

After the tower fell silent again, the meerkat jumped out from the shadows, rubbed the black hair on its face with its little paws, and flattered the horse with an admiring look on its face.

The white dragon also retracted his showmanship at this time: "Humph, quickly collect the valuables from the corpse and put them on my bed! I spent a lot of energy to save you! Next time you see a human, you better hide obediently and don't cause me any trouble."

Nemesis shook his head helplessly. As a real dragon who was always in a bad mood when waking up, he would not leave his comfortable bed if it wasn't for saving this little thing!

However, this meerkat has been with him since he was born, which is five years ago.

The most important thing is that it really looks like the meerkat in the cartoon I watched in my previous life, The Lion King!

Every time he saw it, Nemesis felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Yes, Nemesis is a time traveler. In his previous life, he was diagnosed with bone cancer, a terminal illness, at a young age. Eventually, he chose to end his life amidst the excruciating pain of daily treatment.

Unexpectedly, after he woke up again, he traveled through time and space into a dragon egg and became an unborn dragon!
According to the knowledge inherited in his blood, Nemesis learned his real name. In fact, Nemesis was only the first four characters of his real name of 508 characters.

And the place where he is is a place called the continent of Faerun!

In his previous life, Nemesis once played a game called Baldur's Gate 3 before he died. The background in the game is exactly the same as here, both are a continent called Faerun!
Unfortunately, Nemesis was in the late stage of bone cancer at the time and had little energy. He barely made it to the third chapter and didn't want to play anymore. He knew nothing about the background and related knowledge of the game. The only thing he remembered was the plot of controlling the protagonist.

But this is a real world! Not to mention whether the things in the game will happen, even if they do, it is just an unimportant event in the vast and boundless continent of Faerun, and has nothing to do with his current situation.

For example, his race, the Scroll Dragon, was not even mentioned in the game! If all the information about the race was not in the bloodline inheritance, he would really be blind.

Tome dragons are true dragons that only exist in the outer plane far away from the main material plane - the Mechanical Realm. They are the guardians and collectors of knowledge. The power of these dragons lies in their ability to cast spells and their expertise in conjuration and prophecy spells.

Any scroll dragon that reaches the very old dragon stage can obtain the ability to cast all spells and prophecy spells, including legendary spells! It can be said that it is a natural wizard among true dragons.

Of course, for the Volume Dragon to possess such a powerful spellcasting ability, there must be some sacrifices. Otherwise, the title of the strongest true dragon would not have been given to the Golden Dragon, if we don't count those legendary dragon species that are not sure whether they are true or false in the legends.

Contrary to its spellcasting ability, the Scroll Dragon possesses a rather weak body. Many True Dragons even believe that such a fragile Scroll Dragon does not deserve the title of True Dragon if it does not have the True Dragon heritage.

Not only does the body of the scroll dragon have a huge fin-like tail that is useless except for showing off its gorgeous light, its claws are not even sharp keratinized nails!
Their limbs are short, ending in long, slender fingers. Such flexibility allows them to turn the pages of even the smallest books, but their fingers are not strong enough to kill even a hare.

More importantly, the breath of the Scroll Dragon is the weakest among most True Dragons.

When a scroll dragon reaches adulthood, it can spit a small ball of elemental matter to a considerable distance, which will explode with the same effect as the third-level energy spell [Fireball].

Compared to the breath of other true dragons that can be spewed at will and have infinite destructive power, the breath of the Book Dragon can be said to be much weaker in power and durability. Its only advantage is its long range and fast trajectory.

(End of this chapter)

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