The very instant Lore clamped his jaws onto the Tyrant Zinogre’s throat, the opponent began to thrash its claws and manipulate electric currents to fight back!
Fresh blood trickled from the enemy into Lore’s mouth; the warm, metallic sweetness was something he savored with delight!
Even though his own back and arms were suffering violent impacts, Lore clamped down on the Tyrant Zinogre’s throat, not daring to let up.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, Lore understood that as a powerful, battle-hardened Zinogre, his opponent rarely revealed such openings.
He had realized this when they first began to fight.
Now, the opening the Tyrant Zinogre had exposed was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
If he were to release his grip, the opponent would surely retaliate even more fiercely.
Lore endured the pain and exerted all his strength, sinking his teeth bit by bit into the Tyrant Zinogre’s flesh.
The sensation from his tooth roots shifted from soft to hard; he had clearly penetrated to the spine!
Tightening every muscle in his jaw, combined with the full attack power boost from [Growth], as well as the wound inflicted by Mother Zinogre, Lore actually managed to bite through the Tyrant Zinogre’s sturdy body with his small, juvenile frame!
“Wuuu-ah!”
A cracked, agonizing howl erupted from the throat of the arrogant Tyrant Zinogre.
Its body began to convulse due to the shattered spine, and blood gushed out across the battlefield like a fountain, blinding Lore and obscuring the entire figure of the Tyrant Zinogre.
A moment later, the Tyrant Zinogre used its last ounce of strength to land a feeble claw strike on Lore’s claw-marked shoulder, then collapsed to the ground, its azure, bloodshot eyes wide with unwillingness and fury.
Thud.
Its massive body hit the ground with a dull sound.
Even now, Lore did not release the Tyrant Zinogre’s throat, continuing to gulp down its blood.
The heartfelt hatred within his body kept Lore immersed in the battle, unable to pull himself away.
“I will strip your skin, devour your flesh, and drink your blood!”
Until…
two affectionate calls pulled Lore out of the abyss of hatred.
He slowly opened his mouth, pulled his sharp teeth out of the tight, bloody hole, and looked at Luna and Mother Zinogre behind him.
Joy, surprise, shock, and the relief of vengeance served—countless complex expressions appeared on the faces of two creatures that were not human, allowing Lore to once again feel their most sincere emotions.
Lore looked at the sky; the sun had climbed high, and the scorching sunlight burned his wounds, causing waves of pain.
But he didn’t care; instead, a sense of pride welled up from the bottom of his heart.
Looking back at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, Lore curled his lips into a sneer.
“Woohoo!
Combat!
Awesome!”
As his first battle since transmigrating to this world!
Lore had won!
This battle of the weak defeating the strong!
He had won!
Although covered in wounds and having faced countless setbacks, Lore had defeated that arrogant Tyrant Zinogre while protecting his family!
The trope of losing one’s whole family at the start can only exist as background filler after transmigration!
Since Lore had transmigrated, he would protect everything important before his eyes in his own story!
This was his creed for life.
No, now it should be his creed for dragon-life!
However, before Lore could shout out all the excitement in his heart, he suddenly felt his body uncontrollably lose its strength.
The objects before his eyes gradually became larger and blurrier.
Lore understood—it wasn’t that the objects were getting bigger, but that he was shrinking.
The time for [Growth] was up.
Exhaustion and drowsiness crept onto Lore’s eyelids.
He slowly closed his eyes, but in the final second of retaining consciousness, he saw Mother Zinogre and Luna rushing anxiously to his side, chirping and calling out to him with eyes full of worry and concern.
“I’m fine…
just a little sleepy…”
…
Lore had a dream.
As for what the dream was, he had already forgotten.
But when he regained consciousness, he felt that he had been brought to a place that was both strange and familiar.
Dim, damp, yet somewhat cool.
He shook his eyes, trying to wake himself up while also striving to quickly adapt to the light here.
When his vision finally cleared completely, he realized he had been brought into a cave.
However, when he tried to struggle to get up, his pupils suddenly trembled!
He couldn’t move.
It wasn’t the kind of immobility caused by a damaged spine or broken bones.
It was the kind of immobility where all the muscles in his body were uncontrollably tensed up!
After forcing himself to calm down, Lore arrived at a reasonable answer.
“Damn it, is it because I overused [Growth] with my juvenile body and fought with all my might, causing my body to stiffen up once I finally relaxed?”
Thinking of this, Lore no longer forced his body to move, opting instead to lie on the ground and chew on the [Leftovers].
In that last battle, he hadn’t lost a small amount of blood either.
Rather than thinking about recovering mobility quickly, it was better to choose to recover vitality quickly.
After all, this cave only emitted the scent of Zinogre; for the time being, he couldn’t sense the threatening aura of any other monsters.
After swallowing the [Leftovers], Lore remembered he seemed to have a system, so he immediately called out to the system, wanting to see what he had gained from this battle.
“System, system, show me the loot!”
As soon as he spoke, a crisp announcement sounded in his mind.
“Ding!
Congratulations to the host for defeating a large monster of this world—Zinogre!
The host has gained a large amount of experience points!
Ding ding ding!
Host LV UP!
Current Level LV21!
Congratulations to the host for obtaining the pokémon skill [Thunder]!”
He didn’t know if it was a matter of luck or if the system had done it on purpose, but the skill [Thunder] came as a pleasant surprise to Lore.
He was already a Fanged Wyvern that could manipulate lightning; now that he had obtained an electric-type skill like [Thunder], couldn’t he combine the two types of electrical energy to unleash a powerful electric force far exceeding that of his peers?
Calculating this, Lore planned to find a suitable time to try it out in an open area after he had recovered his health.
Just at this moment, crisp footsteps echoed in the cave.
But this time, Lore did not show any alarm; instead, he let out a long sigh of relief.
The scent he smelled in his nose was that of Luna and Mother Zinogre; everything was so reassuring to Lore.
Just a moment ago, after the great battle, Mother Zinogre had dragged her heavily wounded body, carried Lore in her mouth, and come to this secret cave with Luna.
After settling the unconscious Lore, the two dragons went outside to find some food and had just hurriedly returned.