Fairy Tale: With Sin Of Pride

"Can he withstand it?"

The legendary dwarf's face betrayed his astonishment. With his strength amplified by enchanted items, even a saint-level opponent would suffer grievous harm.

Yet, this mere human remained unscathed.

"I hoped we could have a peaceful conversation. Why force my hand?" Rhode's smile vanished as his voice grew cold. "The Roar of the Shadow Dragon!"

Boom!

A dark beam erupted, scattering the dwarven knights like leaves in a storm. Rhode's expression darkened.

"If words won't suffice, then violence will. Feel the power of the dragon!"

An oppressive aura blanketed the entire City of Mountain Fire. The terrifying pressure of dragon might descended, suppressing everything in its wake.

"Who dares stir trouble in the City of Mountain Fire?"

From a seemingly ordinary blacksmith shop, an immense and fiery aura surged forth. A red-bearded dwarf, radiating Holy Land power, emerged holding a massive forging hammer. His eyes brimmed with irritation and menace.

"You insolent wretch!" the holy dwarf growled, glaring directly at Rhode. "You interrupted my forging and ruined a batch of my precious materials. How unforgivable!"

Boom!

The dwarf shot toward Rhode like a flaming meteor, hammer poised to strike.

Crash!

The hammer fell, unleashing a fiery explosion.

"Get lost!"

Rhode countered with a wave of light and shadow. Dragon claws materialized mid-air, swiping the dwarf away like a broken doll.

To Rhode, beings below demigods—Holy Land powerhouses included—were no different from ordinary mortals.

The holy dwarf, sprawled on the ground, struggled to comprehend his defeat.

"How can this be? I must've underestimated him!"

This time, the dwarf's gaze hardened with resolve.

"Human, you've earned my full attention!"

Spinning his hammer with uncanny speed, the holy dwarf invoked his ultimate technique. A dazzling thunderstorm engulfed the weapon.

"Thunderous Strike!"

Boom!

The hammer ascended, releasing arcs of lightning that filled the sky. Rhode felt an oppressive energy lock onto him as thunder roared.

Planting his feet firmly on the ground, a glowing magic circle appeared beneath him. Rhode invoked his power:

"The Roar of the Flame God!"

Jet-black flames coalesced into a fiery orb and clashed with the descending hammer. The collision obliterated the surrounding landscape.

The forging hammer trembled as its intricate magic inscriptions melted, its structure warping under the God-Destroying Fire.

Just before it disintegrated, the holy dwarf summoned the hammer back to his hand.

"What terrifying heat!" the dwarf murmured, staring in disbelief at the warped and twisted weapon.

This was no ordinary hammer—it was crafted with the secret techniques of the dwarven clan, designed to withstand divine flames. Yet, it had nearly succumbed.

Was this human's fire stronger than even divine flames?

"How could he wield such power?"

Rhode observed the weapon, a hint of admiration in his tone.

"Impressive craftsmanship. Still, I doubt your head is as durable as that hammer."

Magic surged across Rhode's body as dragon scales began to emerge.

Dragon Transformation!

As the first generation of dragon-slaying magicians, Rhode possessed dragon seeds within his body. Over time, these seeds grew, pushing magicians like him toward their ultimate fate: complete transformation into dragons.

Though true dragon transformation brought immense power, it also robbed magicians of their humanity, leaving them as mindless beasts.

However, Rhode had learned to balance on the razor's edge of control—entering a half-dragon state, maintaining his sanity while unleashing his power.

Most dragon-slaying magicians lacked this ability. Yet, Rhode's mastery of God-Destroying Magic allowed him to suppress the chaotic power of the dragon seeds.

In this half-dragon form, Rhode's aura radiated both light and shadow, fusing into an otherworldly brilliance.

Boom!

Rhode's foot shattered the ground as he propelled himself forward. In an instant, he appeared before the holy dwarf.

Startled, the dwarf instinctively swung his hammer.

Rhode caught it with one hand. His half-dragon claws tightened, and with a sickening crack, fractures appeared on the hammer.

The dwarf stared, aghast. For a blacksmith, their hammer was their most prized possession, their partner in creation. To see it damaged was a blow to the soul.

Though furious, the dwarf knew he was outmatched. He quickly withdrew, shrinking the hammer and retreating several meters.

"Even with your hammer broken, you still seem to care more for it than yourself," Rhode mocked.

Before the dwarf could respond, a shadow fell over him. Rhode's hand slammed down, pinning him to the ground.

Boom!

The earth trembled as a massive crater formed.

The holy dwarf struggled, blood dripping from his brow, but Rhode's dragon-like might kept him immobilized.

"From this moment," Rhode declared, his voice filled with authority, "this city belongs to humans."

Tens of thousands of human slaves lived in the City of Mountain Fire. With proper cultivation, their faith could create a divine power in mere centuries.

As Rhode raised his foot to deliver the finishing blow, a new aura erupted from the city's center.

"Release my kin!"

The deep voice carried suppressed rage.

A dwarf with fiery red hair and calm yet wrathful eyes stepped forward.

This was Mikron Redbeard, a demigod-level blacksmith and the leader of the City of Mountain Fire.

Rhode observed Mikron with interest. Beneath his calm demeanor, a volcano of power simmered.

"And if I don't?" Rhode taunted, pressing his foot down harder. The holy dwarf beneath him groaned, his life force weakening.

"You'll pay for this!" Mikron roared.

The dwarf leader swung his forging hammer, layers of magical inscriptions glowing on its surface. The hammer transformed, summoning a flaming beast that lunged at Rhode.

"An artifact?" Rhode's eyes gleamed with curiosity.

Unlike the artifacts he wielded, which amplified existing power, dwarven artifacts granted godlike strength even to mortals. While formidable against demigods, they were less effective against beings above that level.

What Rhode truly desired wasn't the artifact itself, but the knowledge to forge such treasures.

"God-Destroying Magic: The Roar of the Flame God!"

Dark flames surged forth, colliding with the artifact's divine fire.

Boom!

The two powers clashed, and the divine fire was devoured in an instant by the God-Destroying Flames...

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