In that instant, Ville, who was right in front of him, collapsed sideways without any warning.
With a dull THUD, the back of his head struck the ground heavily.
"Ville?!"
The burly man shot to his feet, knocking the bench over.
The next moment, he saw Ville’s skin visibly being covered by a strange, gray First Layer.
Seeing this, a rare look of shock and fury appeared on the burly man’s face.
"This is Fallen Dragon Liquid?! Dammit, who did this?!"
The end of his roar gradually turned into a low draconic cry, the sound waves shaking the thatched roof so hard that straw rustled down.
At the same time, his purple pupils suddenly contracted into thin slits.
His burly body began to twist and expand, stretching his coarse cloth shirt until it burst apart into fragments.
His spine arched high, and two shadows burst forth from his shoulder blades.
They were two massive dragon wings, their membranes still sticky with viscous bodily fluids.
As the wings twitched—
BOOM!
The next second, seen from the outside, the entire wooden house exploded.
In its place appeared a silver Giant Dragon the size of a mountain.
Its scales were as thick as cast iron, and furious flames burned in its vertical purple pupils.
ROAR!!!
The sound wave radiated out from it in a visible, grayish-white ripple.
The ground undulated like waves.
Wherever it passed, raindrops instantly vaporized and houses collapsed like building blocks.
Humans and livestock alike exploded into gore, becoming a fine red mist that mixed with the curtain of rain.
After a few breaths, the commotion died down.
Only the torrential rain continued to wash over the flattened ruins, the water carrying bone fragments and wood chips as it seeped into the earth.
White vapor billowed from the silver Giant Dragon’s mouth, swirling in the cold rain.
Its gaze swept across the surroundings, as if searching for something.
"So, this is a Giant Dragon?"
Just then, a voice suddenly pierced the curtain of rain.
Hearing this, the Giant Dragon didn’t reply. It simply turned its neck, and as its jaws parted, a blinding white light flared in its throat.
The next second, scorching dragon’s breath poured out like the Milky Way, blasting a ten-meter-wide, charred crater where the voice had come from.
However, the crater was empty.
At the same time, a sound came from another direction.
The Giant Dragon looked over.
A red-haired, red-eyed Young Man with a Longsword on his back had appeared at some point atop a broken wooden stump in the distance.
The silver Giant Dragon opened its mouth, preparing to attack again.
But this time, before the dragon’s breath could even leave its mouth, it dissipated into wisps of pale smoke.
At the same time, it felt a strange sensation in its hind legs.
Looking down, it saw a First Layer of dark gray color visibly causing Erosion to its scales as it spread.
Seeing this, the silver Giant Dragon’s eyes nearly burst with fury.
Its enormous eyes stared death at the distant Young Man.
"Damn you, you despicable human! If you have any guts, fight me head-on! I will tear you apart limb from limb!"
As for such words, the Young Man—Hu Qi—was basically immune.
He watched the dying, struggling silver Giant Dragon with great interest.
To the common people of this era, Giant Dragons symbolized unrivaled power and a bone-deep terror.
Their existence was like a natural disaster—nearly invincible, inspiring only despair.
However, in the eyes of a Professional, these behemoths were merely prey that required some extra effort to hunt.
To hunt Giant Dragons more efficiently, Professionals had exhausted their ingenuity to develop all sorts of specialized Dragon Slaying Techniques.
The Fallen Dragon Liquid was one of the most insidious and fatal potions among them.
This potion was colorless and odorless. Its creation method was not complex; the recipe was considered public Mystical Knowledge.
It was completely harmless to ordinary creatures, but was created specifically to slaughter Giant Dragons and their Bloodline.
Once ingested, even the most powerful Giant Dragon would become completely paralyzed, lose all its combat strength, and be reduced to a lamb for the slaughter.
The silver Giant Dragon before him was very strong.
Based on Hu Qi’s judgment and comparison, its strength was roughly equivalent to a Professional of Sequence Five.
If they fought head-on, even if he could kill it, he would have to pay a certain price.
It wouldn’t be this easy at all.
Soon, as time passed, the silver Giant Dragon became completely stiff, unable to move an inch.
Seeing this, Hu Qi didn’t delay for a moment. He strode forward and plunged his Longsword into the Giant Dragon’s eye socket!