Dragon Master: The SSS-Ranked School Belle Asked Me To Contract Her

Chapter 75 Dead

Veer tried to move, but it seemed completely impossible. Horror gripped his heart as the gravity of the situation settled in his heart. He was frozen in space, forced to watch this titanic battle.

'It must be an illusion. Calm down!' Veer tried to calm himself, but it wasn't something he could do in this situation. The things that he witnessed had shaken him to the very core.

Everything was so incredibly vivid that it left a permanent mark on his heart. He could recall every single detail, and that made his head hurt severely. It was always fun to watch such destruction in movies, but when it happened right before him, he felt an unimaginable fear.

However, when the fear died down, the curious Veer woke up, as he thought about the unfathomable power used by the beings whose battle he had just witnessed. It was so grand, yet he couldn't comprehend it at all.

How did they do it? Was it still magic or something even greater? And what were those beings who were actually fighting? And why were they engaged in such a conflict?

There were so many questions he wanted answers to, but he knew he shouldn't look for them yet. They were too grand for him to comprehend at this stage.

As he let his mind roam freely because of his still state, things finally changed once again. As if tired of the White Sun purging everything away, the dark being from the Abyss once again rose against the heavens.

An army of humanoid creatures of Darkness rose from the cracks on the ground, only to get obliterated by the purging light of the White Sun. But they didn't give up and continued to rise and devour everything in their path.

It was then Veer saw the being whose hand was previously cut by the heavens. As terror gripped his mind, making it utterly numb, Veer witnessed something that shook his true being and made him feel as if he was nothing before it. As if he didn't matter at all.

The cracks widened as rifts began to open in the fabric of space. Tendrils of darkness leaked out of them, along with two giant hands that grabbed the rifts and climbed out of the pits of hell.

Slowly, but surely, the being rose against the purging power of the White Sun and stood on the cracked ground. It was a being made of nothing but darkness, as if it was the manifestation of the Abyss itself.

It was so big that it seemed as if it towered over the world itself. The bald, humanoid, dark being stretched its hand upwards, the dark mist swirling around it seemed to be getting erased by the White Sun.

But the Being was so unimaginably massive and packed with so much darkness that even the White Sun failed to purge it completely. The Sun only managed to graze its skin before it was erased from existence.

Veer watched in horror at the White Sun, which had burnt everything, now getting squished to dust by the dark hands. The light in the world dimmed, replaced by the crimson glow of the sky.

The Dark Being howled after destroying the White Sun, shaking the whole world and parting the crimson sky. Veer only managed to see cracked fragments beyond the crimson sky before something came hurling at him unexpectedly.

'Shit!' Veer cursed and tried to move, only to be reminded of his reality. He tried to calm down, thinking it was just an illusion, but the heat was getting overbearing.

It was all real. He was going to die a horrible death.

As a shard of the White Sun closed in, Veer felt every fibre of his body screaming at him to get away. Unfortunately, he was stuck and could only watch helplessly as the purging light of the White Sun burnt a piece of his battle suit. Find your next read on empire

'Is this how I'm going to die?' Veer sighed. 'Damn it! Two lifetimes and dying as a virgin in both is just wild. Fucking hell!'

Just as the shard was about to hit him, something flashed before him and smashed the shard away. As Veer looked on in wonder, a man materialized out of a pure lightning bolt.

He was wearing a thick, heavy armour made of lightning, with a long spear in his hand. He turned around and gave Veer a long stare, as if trying to see through him entirely.

"The time has not come!" the man declared.

With that, he sliced at Veer with his spear and whispered something that Veer was unable to hear, "We have to wait more, My Lord!"

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Veer woke up with a start and hurriedly looked down at his chest. He heaved a sigh of relief when he noticed his battle suit remained intact and thought, 'Guess he was just sending me away. Phew! I really thought it was my last day.'

He could still hear his heart pounding against his chest, as sweat dripped from his forehead. Before checking himself thoroughly though, he began to observe his surroundings for any danger.

Apparently, he was lying in the middle of a farm with wheat overgrowing around him. He knew it very well, as his father in his past life was a farmer himself.

He raised his head and found a bleak grey sky, with two moons in the middle. It was a bizarre scene, but the Ancient Battle had numbed his brain to incredible things.

'I am not in any immediate danger,' Veer assessed the situation, but still took out his metal sword. Only then did he check his condition properly.

'Good! I don't have any wounds and my Mana is also working properly,' Veer thought, sighing in relief. He had already tried to access his storage ring, and it worked pretty well.

With his things secured and Mana working perfectly fine, Veer grew a little more confident and prepared himself. But there was still a lingering fear in his heart he couldn't shake off at all.

Whatever this Labyrinth was, it was not meant to be taken lightly. He had been greeted very dearly.

Veer took a moment to calm his nerves and thought about the last moments before the armoured man had thrown him into this Labyrinth.

'What did he mean, the time hasn't come yet?' Veer thought. 'Also, if it was not an illusion, then what the hell was it? How did I survive those cataclysmic events yet they detected me?'