What should we do with these people?
Igneel looked at the group pinned to the ground.
He stepped forward and asked, "Should we kill them all?"
The moment they heard this, terror filled their eyes.
They could not move.
They could only wait.
Death was not scary.
Waiting for death was terrifying.
"Troublesome."
Caesar frowned slightly.
He did not want more bloodshed.
"Spare their lives."
Caesar looked at them calmly.
"Do not bother me again."
"If I see you once more, I will kill you all."
"Now get lost."
He waved his hand.
All of them vanished instantly.
Three thousand kilometers away, the group crashed onto the ground.
They struggled to stand.
Their pride was shattered.
They finally understood how terrifying Caesar was.
George was dead.
His headless corpse lay nearby.
Blood still poured out.
Diablos was collapsing.
They left the Dragon of the Magic Array.
Igneel scratched his head.
"So what now?"
"How do we find the next one?"
"There are only two dragons left."
"Let's speed things up."
As Caesar spoke, endless magic surged out.
It turned into perception.
It spread across all of Giltina.
The pressure forced Igneel and Selene to step back.
They stared at Caesar in shock.
Was this really a human?
"Found them."
Caesar locked onto the aura.
He grabbed Selene and Igneel.
They vanished instantly.
When they reappeared, they stood inside a palace.
On the throne sat a man.
A sun tattoo was on his chest.
Another was on his left arm.
His expression was arrogant.
Beside him stood a large man with dreadlocks.
"So you are here."
Caesar glanced around.
More people surrounded them.
"Do not waste time on small fry."
He raised his hand.
A violent explosion erupted.
Everything shattered.
Humans fled in panic.
They barely escaped.
Flames blocked the explosion near the throne.
When the fire faded, Ignia stared at them.
His eyes were sharp.
"Selene."
"A human."
"And…"
"Father?"
Igneel stared at the young man.
His brows tightened.
"Ignia."
"What are you planning?"
"Dad."
"I did not expect you to survive."
Ignia sneered.
"Join us."
"The Dragon King Festival."
"The real one."
"A true battle between dragons and humans."
"Not interested."
Igneel rejected him immediately.
"And what kind of festival is this?"
"You want to imitate Acnologia?"
"Believe me."
"I will beat you."
"You are outdated, Dad."
Ignia stood up.
"Humans are just food."
"They are nothing compared to dragons."
"Only dragons rule."
"Enough talk."
Dracula Mag stepped forward.
His grin was cruel.
"Those who obey live."
"Those who resist die."
"Wait."
"Dracula Mag."
"Leave my father to me."
Ignia spoke coldly.
"I will defeat him myself."
"Then let him retire."
"Fine."
Dracula Mag cracked his knuckles.
"I will handle Selene."
"And that human."
"Lord Caesar."
"Be careful."
"Dracula Mag has terrifying defense."
"Oh?"
Caesar's eyes lit up.
This was perfect.
"Big guy."
"Let's test you."
Caesar vanished.
He appeared in front of Dracula Mag.
A straight punch followed.
Sixty percent power.
Boom.
Dracula Mag was blasted away.
Caesar smiled.
He took that hit.
And barely suffered.
This opponent was worth it.
Caesar disappeared again.
Meanwhile, Igneel and Ignia clashed.
Flames filled the air.
The palace collapsed.
Selene left the battlefield.
She sat on the ruins.
She sipped wine.
She watched calmly.
"Fire Dragon Iron Fist."
"Fire Dragon Horn."
"Fire Dragon Wing Attack."
Father and son used the same techniques.
Only their power differed.
"Dad."
"You are old."
"The future belongs to the young."
"Go retire."
Ignia exploded with flames.
He blasted Igneel away.
"Tch."
"So it really is rebellion."
Igneel pulled out his belt.
His expression darkened.
"Then listen."
"Do not cry."
"Stand still."
Igneel roared.
He charged forward.
Ignia answered with a roar.
In the next instant, Igneel swung.
Smack.
The belt struck Ignia's chest.
A red mark appeared.
"Get back."
Smack.
The belt hit his mouth.
His lips swelled.
"Rebellion?"
Smack.
"Dragon King Festival?"
Smack.
"Top of the food chain?"
Smack.
"You dare raise a hand on your father?"
Smack.
"You still try to dodge?"
Smack.
Ignia was on the verge of tears.
The belt was made from dragon scales.
And dragon claws.
It pierced dragon defense.
Every hit hurt.
Igneel controlled his strength perfectly.
Painful.
But not fatal.
Soon, Ignia was covered in bruises.
Tears finally fell.