Chapter 245
[Translator – Peptobismol]
The first floor of the Sky Tower served as its lobby, as one might expect from any grand building. The expansive space was adorned with luxurious statues, paintings, and a chandelier nearly the size of a small whale.
Its grandeur was such that it made the imperial palace’s ballroom seem like a modest village community center. However, a few minutes after the mysterious explosion in the bathroom, this most distinguished lobby had transformed into a hellish landscape where even vagrants wouldn’t dare tread.
Corpses lay scattered everywhere. The air was thick with the nauseating stench of blood. Gem-encrusted statues were shattered, resembling raw ores freshly mined. Precious metals, once displayed proudly, now glinted like crumbs in pools of blood. With the chandelier having fallen, the space was shrouded in darkness, barely distinguishable from the early morning outside.
Thud! The sound of a blade piercing scales signaled the end of the battle.
【Guhh…!】
The dragon Pradviche’s eyes widened, his vertically slit pupils narrowing as he looked behind him. He saw the longsword buried deep in his nape and the human youth gripping its hilt.
It was clear he had been fatally wounded. Blood repeatedly surged into his throat, making it hard to breathe. The young man gripping the sword pushed it in deeper.
“Just die already, dragon.”