I, The Dragon Overlord Chapter 21 - Angel Dominating Crown

Louie was shocked to see a human in the room, and in a flash, he readied the godhood within him to attack and slap this human to death.

Although his divine power reserves had decreased by two-thirds, he would not hesitate to use the remaining portion to guarantee his safety.

Surprisingly, however, his apprehension turned out to be unnecessary.

Seeing the old mage hugging his leg and wailing, Louie felt slightly lost as to how to proceed.

Embroidered onto the mage’s robes were seven rings, indicating his status as an archmage. As a demigod, Louie’s sneeze alone could incinerate him, but as a baby, the archmage could probably turn Louie into his pet if he so wished.

Right now, however, this mage was on his knees weeping and begging for mercy. Louie knew then that his previous performance had been flawless. At this point, his ‘strength’ should have been well-understood, and no one would make a move on him casually.

As a side note, it should be mentioned that in the world of San Soliel, death was not the end for lifeforms. Powerful mages could extract and torture the souls of their enemies. And with a dragon on the level of a demigod, the mere hypotheticals of what they could do would leave anyone in spine-tingling horror. Only lunatics would dare make such a gamble.

That a dragon would pick up godhood and merge with it so completely using non-magical means would be the last thing on anyone’s mind.

Marches hugged the dragon’s leg. He rubbed the corner of his eyes and stealthily measured up Louie. Seeing the dragon’s cold and cruel pupils, he shivered in fear of being obliterated the next instant.

Naturally, all of this was just in his imagination. As a human, he couldn’t actually read a dragon’s expression. It was even more impossible for him to decipher a dragon’s intent by just looking at its eyes. He could only guess based on what he knew.

Marches’ gaze swept over the sword rolled up by Louie’s tail. A momentary fervor flashed through his face, but he stifled it instantly. Revealing any greed for a dragon’s belongings in front of it was simply tying his own noose.

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Nonetheless, his heart still ached at the sight of the sword; after all, it was a divine weapon!

This longsword was passed down within the Holy Iris Order of the Theocracy to successive knights of significant status in each generation. It formed a bridge between the God of War and the knight order and perpetually strengthened their faith. Prior to the battle with Louie, it had been of legendary rank, but with the dedication and faith that Abir poured into it, it had actualized its potential and become a full-fledged divine weapon.

Every divine weapon was priceless, and the slightest movement while holding one would unleash terrifying power.

‘But now this weapon belongs to a dragon…….’

Marches sighed. No matter how much it infuriated the Theocracy, they would not dare attempt to steal it back.

But there were more pressing matters at hand for Ma

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