Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

Matthew's mutated claws, with a resolute determination to tear everything apart, slashed down at Motu's head!

He had given it his all in this attack, leaving no room for retreat.

The claws sliced ​​through the air, emitting a sharp, piercing screech, their trajectory slanting diagonally from Motu's left shoulder to his right waist and abdomen.

If this claw strike were to land, it would be enough to tear the tough body of an ordinary first-tier dragon bloodline in two, just like tearing a rag!

He didn't want any more surprises, nor did he want to give the blue dragon any chance to catch its breath.

Then--

A dragon claw covered in dark gray, fine scales, with slender fingers and short, rounded nails, firmly and precisely gripped his deformed wrist as he swung it with all his might!

That hand, compared to Matthew's thick and deformed forelimbs at this moment, seemed so small.

However, the power emanating from it was like a giant pincer forged from the cold iron of the abyss—cold, solid, and unshakeable!

The five fingers were deeply embedded in the rough stratum corneum and flesh of the wrist, tightly gripping the bones!

"Crunch... crunch..."

A sickeningly subtle sound, the sound of bones being squeezed and rubbed by a terrifying force, could be clearly heard coming from between the fingers.

Matthew's claw-waving motion froze in mid-air!

He looked up in astonishment, following the gray arm that was gripping him.

Dull, lusterless gray scales tightly covered an arm that appeared neither thick nor thin.

But at this moment, every muscle in that arm was taut and stretched like a steel cable, with clear and sharp lines, full of explosive power.

That was the physical essence of a descendant of a top predator that he had completely overlooked because of the other party's cowardly demeanor!

Una, without him noticing, was already standing beside him.

Her eyes had completely changed.

No longer was there a flicker of fear, no longer a damp plea, not even a flame of anger, nor a chilling killing intent.

It was a kind of almost blank, pure and focused concentration, devoid of all emotional impurities.

Deep within the pupil, the tiny black dot, shrunken to the size of a pinhead due to extreme fear, still existed, but it was suppressed and buried by a more primal and powerful will.

That was the will that erupted, twisted, and sublimated completely after the survival instinct was pushed to the edge of a cliff.

Survive at all costs.

Her mother is still waiting on her sickbed. Her younger brother is still at school, anxiously awaiting her financial assistance.

She can't... she absolutely can't die here!

Matthew's pupils suddenly contracted!

He instinctively tried to pull his wrist back, but the power from that gray dragon claw far exceeded his expectations!

His deformed claws were completely locked, and his five hook-like claws scratched in vain in the air, unable to reach any part of Una's body.

Then, Una moved.

She tightened her grip on Matthew's wrist, twisting her body to forcefully pull his arm in a direction completely contrary to the structure of human joints!

"Snap—!"

It wasn't the cracking sound of bones breaking, but rather a dull and terrifying popping sound produced when the joint capsule and ligaments were stretched and twisted to their limits in an instant!

Matthew's deformed claws were twisted toward the ground at an absolutely impossible angle!

The excruciating pain, like a high-voltage electric current, exploded from my wrist, instantly engulfing my entire forearm and rushing straight to my elbow joint!

"Ugh—!"

Matthew let out a suppressed groan of pain. His body, due to the intense pain and immense force, staggered and spun uncontrollably in the direction it was being twisted, trying to dissipate the force.

However, it was too slow.

Una's twisting and turning movements were as fluid as a python hunting its prey. Her left elbow, which was lifted up, struck Matthew squarely in the center of his unprotected chest like a cannonball being fired!

"Bang!!!"

A dull, heart-stopping thud!

Matthew was struck head-on by a battering ram, his feet leaving the ground as he flew backward!

"Boom—crash!"

His body crashed violently through a stack of discarded wooden crates piled up outside the market's stone wall, sending wood chips and fragments flying in all directions like an explosion!

Undeterred, Matthew rolled awkwardly on the ground twice more before finally managing to stop himself by bracing himself with his uninjured left hand.

He raised his head, a trace of bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and felt a dull pain and a churning sensation in his chest.

For the first time, his eyes wavered.

The contempt and smugness vanished without a trace, replaced by a mixture of disbelief, shock, and intense vigilance.

This dragon girl, who just moments before had been trembling in front of him, pleading incoherently, and describing her family burdens in the most vulnerable way...

Standing there, he exuded an extremely unstable yet exceptionally dangerous aura, like a volcano about to erupt.

This woman is very strange!

Una gave him no chance to adjust.

She moved.

The disproportionately powerful muscles in his hind legs suddenly contracted and pushed off the ground!

His entire body transformed into a blurry gray afterimage, tearing through the air and shooting out at breakneck speed!

With his right fist clenched tightly, he smashed it straight into Matthew's face with unstoppable momentum!

The force of the punches was so strong that it even drowned out the surrounding noise!

Matthew's pupils contracted sharply, and his head instinctively jerked to the side!

"call--!"

The fist grazed his earlobe, the force of which stung his cheek!

The heavy punch landed squarely on the low wall behind him, which was made of irregularly shaped stones!

"boom--!!!"

A loud bang!

The stone wall shook violently, and at the point of impact, the hard stone caved in, creating a deep pit the size of a washbasin!

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly in all directions from the center of the pit!

Gravel and dust fell in a flurry!

Matthew caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his heart almost skipped a beat!

This is definitely not the power that an ordinary dragonman should possess!

It's not even the power that an ordinary dragon bloodline should have!

Dark gray scales... explosive power and absolute strength far exceeding those of creatures of similar size... terrifying tolerance and output to physical impacts...

A piece of common knowledge about the bloodline of dragon people, which he had almost ignored, suddenly flashed into his mind.

The dominant characteristics of the Black Dragon Lord's bloodline!

He completely misjudged the situation!

This seemingly timid, soft-voiced dragon girl, who always tries to hide herself, actually has the bloodline of the Black Dragon, one of the five dragons, known for its strength, endurance, and resistance to physical damage!

And it's even a complete regression to its ancestral origins!

This is an extremely low probability event that even many pure dragon bloodlines might not encounter, yet it happened to a dragonman!

And to make matters worse, he was the one who ran into it!

A chill ran down Matthew's spine and up to the back of his head.

He withdrew.

It was no longer a skillful tactical movement, but a forced, somewhat panicked, instinctive retreat to avoid the next blow that could shatter stone!

But Una is faster than him!

Her pursuit was haphazard, lacking any complex fighting techniques, and showing no trace of thought whatsoever.

Every punch and every kick is a primal and direct outpouring of power, with only one target.

Destroy the obstacles in your path and survive!