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Chapter 132: Birth Of The Crimson Dragon

Reylin's heart pumped with wrath.

His Crown's Mana also boiled, trying to fend off Han's flames, to no avail.

Those flames were stronger due to the level gap. Of course, Hans' royal bloodline and dark matter were of the highest quality as well.

That man possessed Flames Of Greed, which was something similar to what Reylin possessed.

Alas, just one of them pumped mana of the purest quality.

It was him, Hans.

Reasons? Reylin didn't know, but he was getting better track of it.

He unconsciously let out flames.

Still, no matter where his flames came from, Hans' royal castle extended its dark fire and grasped Reylin's element. Those flames tightly wriggled Reylin's attempts to retaliate! Scarlet flames eventually lost, and the world became filled with darkness again...

"You can't even see how miserable you are..." Hans scoffed, then his horse turned heels.

It kicked Reylin away, then let out a laugh alongside its master.

Hans chuckled, "But the whole world can... Your world and this world see everything happening here. You, one of the strongest players, can't do anything against me... Even if you have your own mana, even if you have a tad better bloodline than other humans, you are still nothing but a commoner before me!"

His greed was under his control as his flames prevailed. He was just dominating Reylin with his might, so his heart didn't control Hans!

He kept smiling and showing his power to the whole world, making a name for himself.

Hans' self-praises eluded Reylin, but he'd recorded important words well...

'The whole world sees this...' Reylin languorously raised his hand.

A faint scarlet fire flicked on his palm.

It was like his last will, a last attempt to show its vigor!

Reylin smiled faintly, "Sorry for holding you back."

Reylin's goal had always been the fire.

He wanted to become flames so that he would get even closer to this mysterious element. It was mysterious as it always left a profound influence within him, whether loud or silent. It was also an element that helped him solve many plights.

The fire was even more influential in the game.

In the game, he became closer with it and thought that he wielded them correctly.

'I was wrong,' Reylin whispered, then clenched his fist.

He slowly stood up.

Due to the wounds Hans had left on him, Reylin was like a broken doll, trembling and roughly panting as he got back onto his feet.

But as his eyes rose, Hans narrowed his and gazed back with inexplicable foreboding.

Reylin chuckled, "I guess the whole world has heard already! I love fire, I love fireworks, I love bombs! Everything that needs flames, I fucking love! Be it real life or this game, I am not afraid to use it.

My ambition is clear - to become flames! I will kill you should any of you bar my goal! And if you fucks want to play together with me, then better be prepared to follow me..."

His family stood at the acme.

His father's voice mattered the most in their country. His mother shone like the brightest star, and his brothers all reached their peak in their respective fields.

They had the goal to be the best.

That goal was naturally to conquer and absorb all knowledge!

Thus, although Reylin was also part of that family, he wasn't honest with himself or his bloodline.

At last, he set out a goal worthy of his surname.

To own all kinds of flames!

"For I am... Crown... Reylin..."

[Your Royal Bloodline has awakened.]

[Your nickname, Rey Flames Lin, has changed to Crown Reylin.]

[Your Legendary Skill, The Red Sky, has evolved!]

Ding!

[You have brought back the lost race, Dragon, back to the Faynom World!]

[You have leveled up due to your achievement!]

[Legendary Skill, Crimson Dragon, is available.]

[Your Crown Mana has created your own system.]

[Your player system's functions have returned.]

"So be it... Crimson Dragon," Reylin arched his head back.

In an instant, the whole sky turned red. The dense clouds lit up by sunset gathered above Hans' Royal Castle. Within those clouds, Crimson Trail became more and more evident.

That trail curled up, then spread widely across the whole heaven.

It was, naturally, the body of Crimson Dragon!

Each time he moved, silent explosions followed. Those explosions lit up in red colors of different shades, from a very bright one to the darkest!

Those were explosions that soon loudly rained down on the whole black plague!

At last, The Crimson Dragon howled!

It peaked from the clouds, revealing its big head with seven horns.

Its scarlet eyes respectfully hovered on Reylin while its jaw parted to let out a terrifying roar! That roar swept through Hans' Royal Castle, extinguishing it in an instant!

All Hans' passive boosts disappeared as if not existing at all.

Crimson Dragon deemed them useless!

Reylin nearly moaned from how good his flames became, then retracted his eyes, "Royal Blood? You? Listen, you cuck. That is... Royal Bloodline... Crown Bloodline! The purest one as I am the son of Adam and Eva!"

His dragon followed with that declaration, asserting its master.

It then left its lair in heaven, descending with its long snake-like body! That eastern dragon's head barrelled into the black plague, then became the first bomb!

BANG!

It was even more significant than the red sky!

One bomb was naturally not enough.

From the other side, the flames surged, and the crimson dragon's head popped out! It brought down another bomb, and many numerous bombs followed it as the legendary beast swam across the whole battlefield!

Reylin took a step forward, "Why aren't you running away to your daddy? Perhaps, that little horse got scared? A beast worthy of such a low bloodline as you."

Hans' eyes widened, and he glared at Reylin silently.

The Pyromaniac... was right!

Reylin's strutting didn't stop until he was just a few meters before Hans.

That was when the Crimson Dragon soared to the sky, then its whole body dropped onto Reylin.

All flames followed, leaving just the floating red trails and red sky in the background.

As for the Crimson Dragon, it became armor for its master.

Reylin donned himself in the crimson dragon's scales.

His helmet stood out the most, with seven horns stretching behind.

He glared at Hans with his reptile eyes, scarlet and so mesmerizing that all viewers had fallen in love with him!

Ladies screamed, and men stood in awe.

"Those horns hold the crown... As for your armor, I don't see even one spot that can wear it... A loser such as you dared to flaunt his bloodline before me?"

Reylin extended his hand equipped with crimson dragon claws!

At last, for the last struggle, Hans' dark flames hurtled toward Reylin!

They wanted to protect their master, to no avail.

Even before they could lick Reylin's armor, the scarlet flames suddenly popped like sparkles around his arm, sending those to oblivion!

"Your greedy flames... will become the second part of my crown," Reylin sneered, then grabbed Hans' neck.

He lifted him up, then glanced toward King Julian.

Julian had already ended the streams, but everyone had heard Reylin's words, to say nothing of seeing his crimson dragon.

That man, the pyromaniac, was indeed The Crown.

That explained all his deeds and power.

Everything... seemed so natural for players from Earth.

Their admiration sparked Reylin's bloodline and awakened him!

"Your son's heart... It's a desert, at best," Reylin licked his lips beneath his helmet.

His other hand pierced through Hans' armor, then took out his heart! That heart became dark flames that Reylin converted into scarlet ones.

[You have acquired Flames Of Greed.]

Reylin consumed those flames, then dropped Hans' dead body...

"Zarmam! Tell me about his bloodline!" King Julian shouted as he opened the portal!

Zarmam, his son who was well versed in systems, paled and trembled, "I can't read him... He has his own... system... He copied The Ascended's Gift and turned it into his..."

King Julian gritted his teeth, then prepared a portal to personally end Reylin's life.

Alas, when the portal appeared, Red Wings sprouted from Reylin's back.

The red clouds became a milky way and slipped into the portal.

Reylin sneered, "Thanks for opening up the door for me... And, see you soon, King Julian. Your demise is set... for I don't think you've just created this event for me."

After Reylin disappeared from his island, King Julian howled, "CROWN REYLIN!"

That man was the only player who had survived his... game....