Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 119 [Words of Power? Rhine]

The bronze dragon hovered above the Kertonias Mountains, silently watching the terrifying mass of corpses below.

The Dragon King of the Decaying Coffin has already moved.

The massive zombie armor was awakening; countless corpses opened their eyes at the same moment, countless withered arms rose, and an invisible force was surging towards it.

The bronze fire dragon sighed silently in his heart.

Plan A failed.

Leylin's original order to it was simple: lure the Coffin Dragon King to the designated location, where layers of traps had been set up. As long as the old dragon stepped into the trap, it could be dealt with at minimal cost.

But the Coffin Dragon King wasn't stupid, or rather, it was suspicious enough. After just a few words, it sensed something was wrong and now it's taking direct action.

Since we can't fool them, we have to try a different approach.

Plan B.

storm.

The bronze fire dragon's eyes suddenly lit up.

The light was not ordinary magical radiance, but a blazing gold that ignited from the depths of the pupils. Like two drops of molten metal, like two burning stars.

Golden Eyes.

In the transmission of those memories, these eyes have a name: a symbol of hybrid races, proof of the awakening of dragon bloodlines. But the Bronze Fire Dragon doesn't care about these things. It only knows that when these eyes light up, it means it's time to fight to the death.

It began to sing.

It wasn't the incantation of this world, nor the cumbersome rune chanting of rank-based magic, but a more ancient and purer language, with short syllables, each one striking the very foundation of the world like a heavy hammer blow.

Dragon pattern.

As the chanting continued, the surrounding air began to change.

Within the range of the Katynius Mountains, all elements are restless.

The wind stopped flowing and instead swirled wildly. The rocks on the ground began to tremble slightly, as if something was trying to break free from the earth. The air became thick and viscous, making it difficult to breathe. Even the light began to distort, forming eerie halos around the bronze fire dragon.

【Word of Power: Rhine】

This name carries special weight.

That was the Word of Power used by Menek Kassel, the first president of the Lionheart Society and founder of Kassel College. He used this move to perish together with the first generation of the Seed, Li Wuyue.

It also triggered the Tunguska event, the power of which was said to have been so great that bright flames could be seen on the Rhine River.

That was a forbidden technique capable of destroying a dragon king of the same level.

And now, the Bronze Fire Dragon is recreating all of this.

The Dragon King of the Decaying Coffin stopped moving.

It sensed that something was wrong.

Theoretically, the dragon in front of it was far weaker than it. Its body was over thirty meters long and its aura was slightly stronger than that of the ancient era, but it was still no match for the true dragon king.

It could kill a dragon of this caliber with a single swipe of its hand.

But at this moment, it couldn't understand what was brewing within the dragon.

It wasn't primordial magic; the opponent hadn't connected to the River of Souls or mobilized soul power.

It wasn't those "filthy" magic spells; there were no magic circles, no familiar magical fluctuations.

This is a form of power it has never seen before.

The energy level isn't high yet, but the way it exists is too strange—like a ball of fire being compressed. It's not big, but it makes its instincts feel uneasy.

The first thought of the Coffin Dragon King was: to interrupt it.

This is the choice anyone with combat experience would make: the enemy is preparing a powerful attack, so of course you have to strike before they are ready.

But it didn't move.

Because it is the Dragon King of the Decaying Coffin.

The true dragon king, who has lived for thousands of years, has killed countless powerful beings and harvested countless souls.

It dares to confront even the "filth of the Dragon Emperor" head-on, so how could it possibly take a dragon far weaker than itself seriously?

"Let's see what surprises this little dragon can pull off," it thought to itself with a sneer.

Even if it could unleash even greater power, how much stronger could it be?

It's just a difference between killing someone with one slap and killing them with two slaps.

So it chose to watch the play.

One minute.

The bronze fire dragon's chanting did not stop, and the surrounding elements became increasingly agitated, showing signs of spiraling out of control.

Cracks began to appear on its body, not from injury, but because the power accumulated within it was too much, and its body could hardly withstand it.

Two minutes.

The Coffin Dragon King began to sense something was wrong. The power was still expanding, exceeding its initial expectations. It felt like watching a small flame slowly turn into a bonfire, and then into a raging inferno.

three minutes.

When the time reached the third minute, the Coffin Dragon King finally realized that this thing could threaten it.

That force had expanded to the point where it had to take it seriously, and it was still rising, continuing to rise, as if there were no limit.

"It's a technique that grows stronger over time?" The Coffin Dragon King finally moved. "I can't let you continue like this!"

It opened its mouth and activated primordial magic.

[A global barrier to isolation]!

A massive barrier instantly unfolded, completely enveloping an area spanning several miles.

It is a cage constructed by the power of the world. Once trapped, one cannot escape by physical means or spatial magic, while the caster can freely attack within the barrier.

At the same time, it swung its tail.

The enormous tail, composed of countless zombies, resembled an endless whip, carrying the power of origin, and lashed fiercely at the bronze fire dragon.

This strike was extremely powerful, even enough to severely injure those "Dragon Emperor's filth".

Not to mention the dragon in front of it, whose strength was far inferior to its own.

However, the bronze dragon did not dodge.

It simply raised its head, its golden eyes reflecting the massive tail hurtling towards it, and whispered, "It's done."

This is the moment it has been waiting for.

【Rhine】requires prolonged meditation and chanting to activate all four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind in the surrounding area, forcibly transforming them into spiritual elements through oneself, triggering a chain reaction at a critical point.

This is the most forbidden and supreme alchemical technique; once it begins, it will exhaust all the elements in the area before it ends.

It began preparing on its way here.

If the Coffin Dragon King attacks from the start, it can still unleash its power, but the effect will be greatly reduced.

But the other party did not.

The other party gave it a full three minutes.

Three minutes is enough for it to push this move to its limit.

The Bronze Rathalos couldn't understand the Coffin Dragon King's actions, but it would say, "Thank you!"

These were the last three words spoken by the Bronze Fire Dragon.

The next second, the massive zombie tail struck its body head-on.

Its entire being, no, its entire dragon, shattered instantly.

It wasn't a broken piece that was shattered, but a broken piece that actively disintegrated, turning itself into a container, a trigger point.

The immense, unimaginable power that had been accumulating within it for three minutes was released from its restraints in that instant.

The Dragon King of the Decaying Coffin saw it.

It saw a mushroom cloud rise from the shattered dragon's body.

From nothing to something, from small to large, from bright to dazzling, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

The light was more intense than the sun, the temperature was enough to melt everything, and the shockwave swept over its proud zombie armor with overwhelming force.

Countless corpses vaporized in an instant, before they could even scream.

It heard its own [World Isolation Barrier] let out a mournful cry, not because it had been breached, but because it had been subjected to undue pressure.

Then, it couldn't see anything anymore.

The mushroom cloud is still rising.

Reaching the heavens and penetrating the earth.

It was incredibly shocking.

As the light fades, the Coffin Dragon King will see that its once-proud lair has been razed to the ground.