Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

On the seabed of Greenland, Fingel carefully hid in a crevice among the rocks.

Not far in front of him were three diving bells that were completely frozen, one of which was empty, and the other two would never be opened again.

Through the glass of the diving bell, familiar faces can be vaguely seen inside; they, along with the diving bell, remain forever in the ice.

A huge black shadow was circling the ice, seemingly searching for something.

"EVA, am I really useless? I can't save them, I can't save anyone."

Fingel spoke in a low voice, hoarse and dry.

But no one answered him; beside him was the girl's body, also frozen in ice.

A thin layer of ice completely enveloped her from head to toe, and through the heavy wetsuit, the girl's delicate and beautiful face could be vaguely seen.

The girl had her eyes closed, her long eyelashes casting shadows under her eyelids, looking as peaceful as if she were asleep.

She was secured with a safety rope around her waist, the other end of which was attached to Fingel, allowing Fingel to bring her out.

But it was only taken out.

When the chilling incantation enveloped everything, everyone except Fingel, who possessed the bronze throne and withstood the deadly attack with the help of the diving bell, was instantly frozen.

This includes his girl, EVA.

After the dragon left, Fingel smashed the still-frozen ice and climbed out of the diving bell with the frozen EVA inside.

But before he could escape, the huge black shadow fell from the sky again, and Fingel had no choice but to take EVA into the pile of rocks.

The bullets forged from the Philosopher's Stone were completely used up, and the firearms were no longer useful. At this point, Fingel was left with only a combat dagger and the time bomb he had prepared to destroy the embryo.

Strangely, they have now reached the seabed, but not only have they not found the embryo, but even the heartbeat has disappeared.

Looking at the huge, swirling black shadow, Fingel had to face the fact that the embryo had already hatched.

This means that his explosives have almost lost their effectiveness.

Since the embryos don't move, they can leisurely leave after setting the timer and detonate them when they reach a safe distance.

But now the embryo has become a giant dragon, which will neither stand there waiting for him to explode nor give him a chance to escape. The time bomb has become a joke.

Am I going to die here today?

But he was unwilling to accept it.

The enormous black shadow seemed to survey the area, but finding nothing it was looking for, it raised its head and let out an angry roar.

The terrifying sound caused the seawater to surge violently, and the temperature dropped rapidly. Fingel watched helplessly as the seawater in front of him froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He quickly understood what the dragon was doing; it actually wanted to freeze the entire seabed!

Fingel knew he could no longer hide; if he didn't act, he would only become another ice sculpture.

He strapped the bomb to his lower back, took one last look at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, and then cut the safety rope between them without hesitation.

"EVA, wait for me."

He reached out and stroked the girl's cold head, just as he had done countless times before.

Then, he turned around and rushed out of the reef without hesitation, heading towards the huge, dark creature.

Fingel raised his short sword high and then brought it down heavily. He showed no mercy and swung the sword with all his might.

Because he appeared so suddenly and was so close, the enormous black creature had no chance to dodge and could only let him smash the short knife into its body, making a piercing metallic clang.

Sparks flew the moment they made contact, but were quickly extinguished by the cold seawater.

Even with such a powerful strike, it couldn't even pierce the dragon's scales, leaving only a barely noticeable white spot on its body.

But this seemingly insignificant blow appeared to enrage the behemoth. The dragon opened its ferocious maw once more, revealing countless sharp teeth, and roared angrily at Fingel.

That was the fury of being attacked by ants, the rage of a monarch being provoked!

Fingel raised his short sword again, and at the same time, his muscles rapidly expanded and hardened. His already burly body swelled up even more, and his whole body shone with a faint metallic color. His eyes burned with a fiery golden light!

Word of Power: Bronze Throne

In a very short time, the hybrid's body is strengthened to reach the strength of a dragon.

Facing the terrifying and ferocious dragon, Fingel did not flinch. He swung his dagger down heavily, letting out a hoarse roar filled with resentment and unwillingness: "God! Come!!"

This time, the dagger finally pierced through the hard scales and slashed into the flesh with tremendous force. The black monster let out a painful roar, and the faint smell of blood could be heard in the seawater.

The dragon swung its tail violently, its massive body moving incredibly nimbly in the seawater, instantly widening the distance between itself and Fingel. But instead of moving away, it opened its mouth towards the ant that dared to offend it.

A terrifying chill surged from that gaping maw full of sharp teeth, rushing towards Fingel swiftly and silently like the scythe of death.

The ice crystals spread and grew at a visible speed, like an overwhelming net, swarming towards its sole prey.

Fingel narrowly escaped; his consistently top-notch physical abilities and combat skills saved his life at this moment, and the Word of Power that strengthened his body prevented him from stiffening in the sudden drop in temperature.

But that wasn't all. After his first attack missed, the dragon opened its mouth again, and a new wave of cold air followed.

Fingel didn't even have time to brush off the ice shards on his body before he could only dodge again in a sorry state. He had completely lost his chance to attack, and if he stopped, he would die instantly.

Even so, his space to dodge became increasingly limited, and clusters of ice crystals merged together, eventually forming a huge, indestructible ice layer.

The ice layer was getting closer and closer to him, and he had nowhere to hide or escape.

The seawater was filled with the dragon's shrill laughter, as if mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

The black behemoth swung its tail violently, the long tail spikes whistling as they hurtled toward Fingel's chest. He had no way to dodge, and in his attempt to avoid a blast of cold air, he lost his balance in the seawater.

He just watched helplessly as the enormous tail spike drew closer and closer.

Actually, dying here isn't so bad, Fingel thought to himself.

His friends, his lover, his pride, everything he had was left underwater, so he should stay as well, shouldn't he?

It would be so nice to die here, with friends and loved ones, without having to worry about being alone, everyone would be together.

Together forever.

"This is my final resting place," he said to the dark sea.

Fingel slowly closed his eyes, letting go of all his resentment, and felt a sense of relief.

"It would be so shameful to die like that!"

A roar echoed in the darkness, and Fingel opened his eyes to see only a head of red hair, billowing wildly in the seawater like burning blood.