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

Una's body exhibited a strange stiffness during high-speed movement.

All muscle fibers are driven to their maximum power at the same time, with no reservations and no redundant movements for changing moves or releasing force.

The sole purpose is to deliver maximum kinetic energy to the target in the shortest possible time!

"clang!"

Matthew barely managed to block a straight punch with his deformed claws, and the terrifying recoil from the impact on his arm made his entire arm go numb instantly!

He tried to create distance again, to use his preferred mid-range spells or to maneuver using his speed.

However, Una's long, strong hind legs unleashed a sprinting speed that far exceeded his expectations!

The distance she took in one step was almost equivalent to three of his steps!

"Bang!"

Another heavy hook punch grazed Matthew's left shoulder blade, which he couldn't block in time!

The metal shoulder pads beneath the chainmail groaned under the strain, caved in!

A sharp pain shot through Matthew's left arm, causing it to freeze instantly!

This absolutely cannot continue!

The accumulated combat experience was frantically warning the wizard!

A fierce glint flashed in Matthew's eyes. Seizing the moment when Una's old power had just dissipated and her new power had not yet been generated, he delivered a vicious upward slash with his deformed claws!

"Sizzle—!"

The sharp claws sliced ​​across Una's relatively soft abdomen!

The gray scales shattered instantly, revealing three parallel, deep wounds that exposed the flesh!

Dark red blood gushed out instantly, soaking the fabric and scales around her waist.

Una's momentum suddenly stopped!

She looked down at the wound on her abdomen that was gushing blood, and her movements paused for a moment.

Matthew was overjoyed, thinking that the pain had finally brought the other person back to their senses, or rather, to their fear.

However, the next moment—

Una raised her head.

There was no pain or contortion on her face, and there wasn't even a hint of tears in her dark gray vertical pupils!

There was only a bottomless, chilling calm.

Then, she took another step and charged at Matthew!

It's as if... I can't feel any pain.

Matthew's heart sank completely.

He has encountered some formidable opponents before.

But those people's fearlessness is often a calculated tactical choice, a display of courage or madness to achieve a certain goal.

They will still avoid fatal wounds and will consider retreating when the situation is unfavorable.

But the dragon girl in front of me is different.

Her fearlessness is more like an instinctive state distorted by an extreme will to survive.

To eliminate the immediate threat to her survival, she can temporarily block out all thoughts of pain, fear, and even self-preservation!

All that remained in their eyes was the target, and the sole command to destroy it!

"boom!"

She charged forward again!

Matthew didn't have time to compose the next spell that needed to be chanted, so he could only frantically wave his mutated claws in front of him.

These defensive measures formed a tight, impenetrable web of claws, attempting to force back this seemingly tireless and painless gray beast!

Una did not back down.

She didn't even make a full blocking motion; she simply raised her left arm and rammed it into the claw net!

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Two muffled thuds as sharp blades pierced flesh!

The gray scales on the outside of his left arm were torn off and blown away, leaving it a bloody mess!

Blood splattered like spilled paint!

However, her momentum barely slowed down!

While enduring the two claws, her right hand, like a venomous snake striking, precisely slipped through the gaps in the claw shadows and grabbed Matthew's forearm, which was swinging a deformed claw!

Matthew was terrified and immediately tried to pull his arm back—

Not moving at all!

The gray dragon claw, stained with her own blood, was even more terrifying in strength than when it had gripped his wrist earlier!

It was as if some hidden power of bloodline had been fully unleashed under the stimulation of injury and battle!

Una's left hand was now clenched into a fist.

Without a roar or any build-up of power, she simply and directly threw a punch at Matthew, who was firmly locked in her right hand!

Target—chest!

"puff--!!!"

A heavy, muffled thud, accompanied by the faint cracking sound of bones breaking!

The deformed scales on Matthew's chest shattered like paper in the face of absolute power!

Several twisted scales flew out, clanging and jingling!

He flew backwards again, like a kite with a broken string!

"Boom—!"

This time, he crashed solidly into a thicker stone wall on the outskirts of the Kuroki Market!

The wall shook violently; he had actually knocked half of it down!

Bricks and stones rolled down, and dust filled the air!

"Cough cough... cough... pfft!"

Matthew struggled to crawl out of the brick rubble, half-kneeling on the ground, coughing violently, each cough bringing up large mouthfuls of bloody froth, which even contained small fragments of internal organs.

He felt a burning pain in his chest; several of his ribs were clearly broken, and his internal organs had been severely damaged.

He raised his head and looked ahead.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a gray figure emerged step by step from the swirling earth.

Her abdominal wound was still bleeding, and her left arm was in a terrible state, but her dark gray vertical pupils remained fixed on him, her steps steady, without the slightest hesitation or delay.

We can't fight anymore.

An idea suddenly popped into Matthew's mind.

If this keeps going, I'll get killed!

This judgment was not a conclusion reached through careful consideration, but rather the most direct and instinctive alarm issued by his body after enduring an attack far exceeding its limits!

His internal injuries were severe, and his magic power was on the verge of depletion, while his opponent... seemed to be a war machine that knew no pain and existed only for destruction, and his strength had not diminished at all!

Matthew bit his lip, straining his body as he staggered to his feet from the ruins.

He glanced at Una with apprehension, but she remained expressionless and approached him step by step. He then glanced at Motu, who was not far away, his breathing unsteady but his eyes still cold.

A strong sense of resentment surged within him.

So close!

I was so close to getting the Thunderwood!

What you want is so close, yet you always fall just short!

Today was absolutely the worst day ever!

Numerous emotions and thoughts exploded in Matthew's mind like thunderclaps.

In the end, however, the wizard's unique calmness and rationality prevailed over all greed and resentment.

He knew perfectly well that hesitation at this moment would only lead him to utter ruin.

Only by preserving the green hills can we have the chance to search for traces of the Thunderwood again.

Matthew glanced at the dragon girl who was getting closer and closer, and turned around without hesitation!

The mutated claw quickly retracted into its original form, and the remaining magic power in his body surged wildly to his legs, squeezing out his last bit of speed.

Powered by magic, Matthew fled for his life without looking back, heading in the opposite direction from the market towards a more desolate and complex swampy hilly area!

With a few leaps, his figure in the gray apprentice robe disappeared behind the undulating horizon and sparse withered trees, leaving behind only a mess and lingering dust.