Darkness Vs Flames, Part 2

Swallowed by the flames, Satoru's body felt the infernal heat taking over as he fell straight to the ground.

A huge bang echoed as the burning human's body hit the ground, but the biggest shock to the dragon was that the small being was still moving while the mist seemed to impede and absorb the flames at the same time.

Afraid to let it get up, the dragon landed with everything on the ground, destroying some empty houses, no matter what the buildings, he had to kill this human anyway, his instinct told him that the longer the fight lasted the more dangerous it would be.

Moving the tail regardless of what was in front, in a 180-degree turn the tail hit Satoru and sent him flying along with a piece of land that had been blown away by the blow.

Having his target thrown to the opposite side of the city, the dragon stopped even more worrying about holding his strength, running under the bridge, he jumped in the air and flapped his wings rising more than 10 meters from the ground, for soon then aim for his paw trying to crush Satoru.

When Hilda said that you should never fight a dragon, Satoru didn't understand, of course, they were impressive beings just because they exist, but perhaps a large amount of stories of protagonists defeating dragons has risen to your mind.

Just everything he thought of doing was suppressed by the difference in strength, that was the real injustice of this world, no matter how much you think about using strategies against a stronger enemy if you're not a legendary strategist nothing would work.

Satoru himself was a symbol of strength surpassing intelligence. Looking around her body the mist before was only black as night, now seemed to burn inside, this was the effect of absorbing magic, something new even for Satoru himself, Hilda and Envy couldn't use magic, those who could be rare within any race.

Seeing that huge figure jumping towards him, the young man stared angrily, since the fight with the Orc on the mountain, he didn't have a fight that made him want to fight with everything he had, but this dragon made him angry being suppressed like that made his anger boil.

Before he was even aware of it, the Void himself stirred and the haze of embers began to fortify the body change that was taking place, causing the pale skin to darken as it altered its shape.

Satoru did not like to move away from human appearance, however seeing his limit reached, there was no more choice slowly merging with the transformation into mist, an appearance wrapped in black armor bathed in embers was born.

When the dragon's paw collided with the armored figure, the ground cracked and lifted, due to the strong pressure that went through the black armor and went straight to the ground.

But the real shock was that small figure holding a gigantic being, the force required was something crazy and unfathomable.

"AAAAAAAAAAAH"

Suddenly a roar was heard, not from the dragon, but from the armor that seemed to come to life. No longer able to keep his paw, the dragon felt something hit his member making him recoil.

Seeing the figure finish building his own body, he looked much more like a real demon that had emerged directly from the flames, being too risky to face such an enemy while on the ground.

The dragon began flapping its wings, trying to take off as quickly as possible. Seeing his enemy wanting to flee from his range, Satoru made the armor compress and then immediately release all his strength at once jumping into the air.

Moving his legs as if preparing to do a bicycle kick, Satoru kicked directly into the underside of the dragon's head, making a loud sound echo throughout the mountain, a roar of pain from the dragon itself.

Feeling his mind gets messed up, the big scaly body fell to the ground. The iron taste in his mouth made him, once invincible, experience the taste of his blood for the first time in his life.

With his wounded pride, the dragon never thought he would be hurt by a tiny being like that, it didn't matter anymore, only to eliminate the plague that afflicted his domain.

His once colorless scales now took on a reddish hue, his true body color should never be shown unless the opponent was worthy, that was the dogma of dragons.

Now facing the two enemies facing each other, Satoru took his greatsword that was lying where he was thrown, then began to spin it causing the mist to be created again.

The dragon had already understood how this mist worked, but he refused to accept that its most powerful flames could be stopped by a simple smoke of a strange color.

With a roar his wings were spread and began to glow like that with his entire body, now no longer holding power, before the fire like that shot by a flame spear, turned into something more violent being condensed into a pillar of fire so compressed that it could easily hit 10,000 degrees celsius, nothing would be left if it was hit by that.

But Satoru didn't seem to be afraid, spinning his weapon faster and faster until he disappeared completely into the black mist that began to cover his surroundings together.

The air rippled and the ground began to turn to wash, the dragon opened its mouth and the plasma pillar advanced at an extreme melting speed to the ground she didn't even touch.

"Dark Style, First Sword, Black Horizon!"

Dark style, a series of skills created by Satoru that were never used in real combat, being divided into two swords or forms, were invented in the middle of the chunibyo phase when he tried to learn magic, but just as it was created in this phase too. it was never continued when her dream was shattered by discovering her body couldn't use mana.

Black horizon created to be used with the fog of embers, the fog would move at high speed, being so dense that not even a torch would be able to light anything, but as it was never tested with full power, neither Satoru had any idea of ​​its potential. real.

As they collided, the pillar of fire pierced the fog and hit Satoru who was the center of it all. But not understanding its most powerful flames vanished when it hit the target, the dragon stopped and noticed something, a glowing red light expanding together from the fog like a cake batter in the oven, which then burst to cause all the mist to start to taking area, afraid to roll in this thing, the dragon took off as fast as he could.

Until the entire fog stopped expanding into the area itself and started moving quickly and unnaturally, it felt like it was following something.

With a bad feeling, the dragon began to climb as high as it could, past the fog. So having shock when suddenly a figure appeared climbing the support column of the bridge while running holes with his foot where he was stepping.

It was unbelievable the scene, there was a living being as absurd as this one, which made the dragon wonder if he hadn't angered an unknown demon god.

Knowing that his target flew far above what the bridge reached, Satoru reached the top of which he had initially fallen, taking advantage of the momentum of the run, Satoru flexed as much of his legs as he could, and then jumped as high as he never thought to succeed, the bridge that was used as a jumping platform now had the middle part destroyed.

Being thrown upward like a rocket, Satoru overtook the dragon who was surprised to see that not only did the human fly very high, but suddenly four pillars of mist rose towards their creator.

All the dense fog of embers began to accumulate in Satoru's fist, which finally stopped rising. Having no choice, the dragon opened its mouth and its body once again glowed red, just before their meeting.

A huge pillar made of mist from solidified embers formed in Satoru's hand as big as the dragon he faced, waiting for more he threw his hand down bringing his massive weapon against the pillar of fire.

When the two blows collided, the pillar of flames failed to destroy the giant weapon in time, and with its eyes wide in disbelief, the dragon was thrown down when it was hit full on.

With the speed of fall, the mass size, and the height, all together made the shock caused so great that the ground shook at the same level as a large-scale earthquake, all the dust that was raised covered even the troll city, dispelling all the fog.

With the sky being visible and the sun's rays were finally visible from the crater giving a new climate to the place.

But with all this intense fighting going on, nobody noticed that at the exit door of the first mountain, a woman was watching this unexpected outcome, with shock on her face, she will witness a fight that has never had anything like it in all of history.

Being pulled out of her stupor with the great bang and blast of air that were generated by the impact, Hilda couldn't help but go to the edge of the bridge and look at the crater floor, fearful that the slowly falling dust only increased her anxiety, what had been the end of that battle?Returning his body to human appearance, Satoru adjusted his posture, maybe the physical fatigue is no longer a problem for him, however, his mind seemed heavy, in a long time this was the first time he felt like this.

The fact that he'd let go and used a level of power he'd never done before might have triggered a reaction in his mind that he thought had nothing to do with a human anymore.

When the dust cleared, the giant dragon figure was lying on the ground still conscious and looking in astonishment at Satoru, no matter how he looked, he didn't seem to have any kind of will to fight anymore.

"What are you?"

"I don't know either… WAIT, YOU CAN TALK?!" Satoru was disconcerted, he didn't expect to hear the dragon speaking at this time of the championship.

"Of course I say, you minor races aren't the smartest races you think!"

A thick, menacing voice by nature, but now every word seemed to carry a tone of pain, his blow seemed to have had a great effect, even a dragon had to struggle to contain the pain.

"Oh really? I'm sorry, I didn't know." Satoru lowered his head apologizing.

"Do you mock me?!" The dragon tried to force his body closer to Satoru, facing him.

"I-it’s not like that at all, I just…" Trying to explain himself, the young man waved his arms disconcertingly, all that determination seemed to have evaporated.

"Satoru!"

Amid all this misunderstanding, a voice from above shouted his name, when Satoru looked, he saw Hilda descending to where they were.

"Eh?" Hilda, has something happened?” Satoru asked worriedly.

“Something happened… have you thought about what just happened?" In shock at the other party's ignorance, Hilda landed and shook her head.

"A daemon, I thought your race was long gone," the dragon said in surprise.

Unable to hide her fear of the huge beast, Hilda never thought of a situation as crazy as standing in front of a dragon.

"Satoru, what happened?", worried, she whispered in the ear of Satoru who scratched his head awkwardly.

With the dragon lying patiently, Satoru explained to Hilda everything that had happened from the runaway troll to the confrontation that had just taken place.

In shock, she didn't know what to make of it all, but at least the dragon had accepted defeat at least maybe now they didn't they would find more problems.

"Then, lord dragon, would you mind letting us through, we swear we just want to cross the mountain," Satoru bowed as he asked.

"The right way is 'lady', my name is Litchia."

"A… are you a woman?" Surprised, Satoru asked, Hilda seemed to have been caught off guard."Like dwarves, you can't tell them apart either.", said Litchia said wistfully.

Seeing that this seemed like a wound to her pride, Satoru and Hilda chose not to touch on this gender issue anymore.

"Speaking of dwarves, did you kick them out of here?" Changing the subject, Hilda wanted to take this once-in-a-lifetime chance to talk more with Litchia.

"Those bunch of arrogant worms dared to challenge me and built their useless things in my territory while I was asleep, then I woke up and they called me out of interest, to then hide inside the mountain, so I brought the trolls as my servants and I put them to be a plague control, at least until this demon in human form shows up!"

"Demon in human form… demon…" Satoru knelt on the floor, nothing hurting more than being called a demon out loud, especially with his mind so frayed after an intense struggle.

"Wait, what about the dark elves that came through here?" Hilda looked doubtful.

"Dark elves right, I think I remember something like that, they were so worn out it wouldn't even be worth eating them, so I didn't even bother to show up, I just let them through, then I told the trolls to close the mine door."

"That explains a lot so far, I imagine that Satoru killing a troll was the same as challenging you."

“You're pretty smart for someone so small. It's true, the one you call Satoru, challenged me to kill one of my servants, but who knew he would be this demo…"

"OKAY, I GOT IT, I'm a demon…" Without letting Litchia finish, Satoru interrupted the whole conversation, and continued right away: "Now we can pass, right?"

"Do whatever you want, I can barely move properly, you must have made me fracture more than nine bones, in dragons we respect the law of the fittest, so if you want a day, a favor, or someone worthy, you know where to find me. "

After that, Litchia closed her eyes and went to sleep, it seems like dragons have such a high healing factor that all they need is sleep and let their bodies rest.

So Satoru and Hilda decided to go back and check on the group, it had been a long day, the best thing to do was rest before completing the journey.