"She's not bad. What a pity.”
Siegfried crossed his arms in front of him and looked at the girl who was tightly bound by the chains. He couldn't help but sigh. Even so, he had no intention of letting her go.
A silver light flashed, and a small hole appeared between his eyebrows. Dark red blood gushed out from it. The nerve tissue in his brain was completely destroyed, and he died immediately.
"May there be a place for you in heaven.”With a wave of his hand, the chain formed by magic power dissipated into the air. He glanced at the corpses around him and muttered to himself with a calm expression.
"I didn't expect that the so-called Disintegration Energy could be plundered. Even the speed of body strengthening has increased because of this."
Siegfried raised his head and leaned against the wall. His skin, which was covered with pitch-black scales, had returned to normal. It looked no different from before. However, if one looked closely, they would find that the scales had not disappeared. Instead, they had fused into his skin.
At the same time, Siegfried could clearly feel that his remaining human genes had been completely wiped out, replaced by the powerful Dragon Gene and Disintegration Energy.
According to his hometown, Skyline, Siegfried was a giant dragon that maintained its human appearance. Whether it was in essence or strength, it had completely severed its relationship with humans.
When he discovered this situation, he was still a little sad. After all, he had been a human for decades. Suddenly, he was not a human anymore. He was a little sad.
However, this did not last long. He quickly adjusted his emotions and returned to his usual state.
In the end, Siegfried did not have a deep sense of recognition for humans. It was his fault for always wandering outside when he was in the sky. He had to kill dragons and face all kinds of monsters. At the same time, he had to be careful of the schemes of those in power against him.
To put it bluntly, if Sieg were to return to his previous world, he would not hesitate to kill those people in power who always played tricks on him.
This behavior might seem very problematic, but in the eyes of someone who wasn't even a human, everything was perfectly normal.
Especially after going through the baptism of this world's culture, his vision and values had changed to a great extent.
The foolish idea of sacrificing his life to protect the world had long been thrown out of his mind.
What replaced it was a way of thinking that normal people could not understand.
Just like how he killed the monsters who were originally humans but were now death warriors, he could raise his knife and slaughter them mercilessly.
Of course, if they were still humans, Siegfried wouldn't have done it so cleanly. But now that they weren't humans, he wouldn't feel the slightest psychological burden when he killed them.
Because to Siegfried, humans could cry, laugh, make a fuss, and think. They could be good, evil, kind, cunning, and noble. Those men of sacrifice had already become like that. What kind of people were they?
To put it simply, apart from the fact that he looked like a human, Siegfried's existence, way of thinking, values, and so on were all starting to separate from humans.
" It's dawn," Siegfried muttered to himself as he looked up at the light climbing up from the eastern horizon.
The light of dawn rose into the sky and illuminated the dead city. If nothing unexpected happened, the city would become even more lively after dawn.
In just one night, Siegfried had already killed nearly a hundred Deathsworn. As for the more powerful Disintegration Beasts, there were only two or three of them.
But even so, he could feel that he was rapidly becoming stronger.
However, there was one thing that piqued Ziegfeld's curiosity. The Disintegration Energy that he absorbed did not flow through his body. Instead, it gathered near his heart, but it did not have any effect.
Even so, the Disintegration Energy was only gathering together. For some reason, Siegfried had a hunch that something would happen when the Disintegration Energy reached a certain level.
It was because of this premonition that he chose to kill those men of sacrifice to absorb the Disintegration Energy in their bodies. Otherwise, he would rather go to sleep than waste his time killing these small fries.
Siegfried's current situation was like an invincible account in an online game that went to the novice village to kill chicks. Not only was it meaningless, but it was also especially boring.
Although it was very boring, it was not as if he did not discover anything.
In the process of killing the death warriors, Siegfried discovered that most of the death warriors were very different from the ones he had seen during his travels. The most important thing was that he could not control them.
Otherwise, he would have gathered all the men of sacrifice in the city together and cast a firestorm to clear the area. There was no need to kill them one by one like now.
"Huh?"
His ears twitched, and he easily caught the low but unusually hurried sound in the air. If it was an ordinary person, they would not have noticed it at all. However, Siegfried was not an ordinary person, but a dragon descendant that surpassed humans!
He tilted his head to the side, and a black shadow quickly swept past, bringing with it a surge of air. Then, there was the sound of something hitting the wall.
"What the hell is this?!”
Siegfried raised his hand and grabbed the thing that had hit him on the wall.
Its body was about the size of a cat, but it was shaped like a mosquito. There were two hairless shell-like wings on its back. Its body was conical, and its purple eyes were filled with madness and desire.
The strangest thing was the red and white skin on the surface of this thing. It didn't look like any flesh and blood structure at all, but it felt soft to the touch. However, if one used force, they would find that it was actually very tough.
"Gah-Gah-!"
The little thing struggled violently, making strange sounds from its mouth. However, in the face of absolute power, no matter how hard it struggled, it was futile.
"Let me take a good look at what kind of thing you are."
As he spoke, Ziegfeld's bright golden eyes reflected a deep, starry sky. The unknown MOD began to take effect. A torrent of data surged, analyzing this little thing that was bound in all aspects.
His eyes quickly returned to normal. Looking at the little thing that was still struggling, he was silent for a moment before saying,"This thing is actually a f * cking cat!？”
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