Chapter Forty-Three
In the vast skies of Crow's Pocket Dimension,
two colossal dragons hovered, facing each other.
On one side, the undead Ice and Thunder Dragon —
its body crackling with frozen lightning, bones reinforced with chilling energy.
On the other, the newly summoned Eclipse Dragon of the Endless Skies —
a being of true Divine Rank, radiating Light, Darkness, and Space itself.
The pressure between them made the air ripple and hum,
like the world itself was afraid.
The Ice and Thunder Dragon roared, frost and storms swirling around it in a mighty show of dominance.
The Eclipse Dragon simply stared back calmly, its three horns beginning to pulse faintly.
One breath...
Just one casual breath.
A ripple of dark light and spatial collapse surged from the Eclipse Dragon's mouth —
and the Ice and Thunder Dragon's entire body was forcefully pushed down by the sheer pressure, slamming it onto the pocket world's ground with a deafening crash.
If the Eclipse Dragon had actually unleashed its full attack...
the undead dragon would have been completely erased without resistance.
It wasn't even close.
The difference between them was like the gap between a candle and a sun.
The Ice and Thunder Dragon quickly submitted, folding its wings against its skeletal frame and bowing its head low in instinctive fear and respect.
The Eclipse Dragon rumbled in satisfaction, folding its wings calmly and drifting back toward Crow's floating base like a sovereign overlooking its domain.
From the ground,
Sasha, Aeris, Elizabeth, and the others watched with wide eyes.
Even Sasha, the arrogant Divine Swordmaster, was silent for a moment before muttering,
"...If that thing ever turns against us, it could probably wipe out the entire world."
Crow stood atop the highest balcony of the base, overlooking it all.
A small smirk tugged at his lips.
Absolute strength...
Unquestioned loyalty...
This was exactly how he intended to reshape the future.
Piece by piece.
And now?
He had a dragon that could erase kingdoms with a breath.