Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

Kaiser overlooked one thing—he wasn't the only one trying to steal something from the enemy in this battle.

And it was his own carelessness that let it happen. He’d inadvertently used the power of the Wind Spirit Thunder Core, which gave that little brat the idea to snatch it.

After Noa slipped away with the Core, something subtle shifted in Kaiser's mindset.

He rushed forward immediately, trying to take it back.

However, the Dragon Kings, led by Odin, surged in to block his path.

“Kid, getting something that important stolen by a child—must sting, huh?”

Morgan tried to fan the flames of the already simmering rage within Kaiser.

“What a shame. Seems your intel wasn’t thorough enough. If you’d taken a closer look at the Silver Dragon Prince’s eldest daughter, you would’ve kept a much tighter guard. Puhuhuhu.”

Kaiser clenched his teeth, keeping his composure.

Though his mental state had cracked slightly, it wasn’t enough to make him lose all rationality and lash out mindlessly.

The Dragon Kings, who had been holding the front lines until now, clearly shifted tactics from suppression to delay.

And the latter was far easier than the former.

If Kaiser still chose to attack recklessly, they were ready to face him head-on. But if he tried to stall, they’d gladly play along, giving that brat time to get far, far away.

Realizing this, Kaiser immediately dropped the conventional battle plan.

He turned to search for Carl, wanting to coordinate the next move.

But when he looked over—Carl was already on the verge of getting beaten into a crippled pulp by Rosvisser, who was wielding the Sacred Spear.

Even the airborne cavalry Carl had summoned were strewn all over the ground.

Just as Kaiser could take down the Dragon Kings in five minutes, Rosvisser could obliterate Void Realm fighters in the same time.