I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 720: No Time

Laston gritted his teeth, his expression twisted into something that resembled a smile but held no amusement, that was only boiling anger.

The realization burned within him. Even with all his enhancements and the fusion of Magic and cybernetic technology, he still wasn’t strong enough to crush the Dragonborn. Not yet. He have yet to unleash his full power but still, this should be pretty strong.

Erend watched him closely. He saw that smile for what it was. Laston wasn’t mocking him but he was furious. And yet, beneath that rage, Erend could sense something else, certainty.

The Dragonborn exhaled sharply, his body still radiating heat from his previous attack. Even if he could beat Laston in this fight, that didn’t mean he had won. He knew what Laston was thinking. His plan was already in motion in the Elf Palace.

Erend’s jaw tightened. Laston didn’t need to win here. He had already won somewhere else.

The pieces clicked together in his mind. This fight was never just about strength. Something far worse unfolded. If Erend wanted to stop it, he couldn’t afford to drag this out. He needed to kill Laston.

But even as he thought that, he knew it wouldn’t be so simple.

Killing Laston wasn’t just a matter of power. The man had built himself to adapt and evolve mid-battle. Erend had already seen how the armor responded to his attacks and constantly shifting and reinforcing itself.

If he didn’t end this in one decisive blow, Laston would counter and the fight would spiral into a war of attrition. He don’t want to do that.

His gaze locked onto Laston and for the first time in this battle, the two shared an understanding.

Laston smirked then his armor start recalibrated again, the cracks from Erend’s blow sealing themselves. He raised a hand and flexing his fingers as if testing his systems.

"You already realizing it, aren’t you?" Laston said, his voice smooth despite the weight of the battle. "Even if you win here, you lose."

Erend didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he shifted his stance, rolling his neck as his red-black scales flared with renewed energy.

"You think so?" Erend said. His tone was calm, but his eyes burned with unwavering resolve.

Laston’s smirk widened. He didn’t say anything.

Erend moved.

Laston’s smirk faltered for a brief moment, his eyes narrowing in irritation.

Erend turned away without another word then he stepping toward the portal. The energy surrounding it crackled louder and growing unstable.

Laston’s fingers twitched as if he wanted to lunge forward and stop him. But he didn’t move. He just stood there and watching, his smirk replaced with a scowl, his fists clenching in barely contained anger.

Erend walked through the portal without looking back, and the moment he crossed, the vortex collapsed in on itself, vanishing into thin air.

The battlefield fell into silence just like that.

Laston stood there for a moment, staring at the spot where Erend had disappeared. Then, with a sharp exhale, he turned his gaze upward to where Veyna watched from above.

His scowl deepened.

"...Prepare the next phase," he muttered.

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Veyna’s sharp eyes gleamed as she nodded without saying anything.

Laston propelled himself into the air, soaring toward the window where Veyna stood. She watched him approach with calm respect, bowing her head slightly as he landed beside her.

"That beast is pretty strong, my lord," she said, her sharp gaze following the fading remnants of the battle below.

Laston gritted his teeth. "As you can see. I still need more enhancements before the final time." His voice was low, laced with frustration.

Without another word, he turned and walked away.

Veyna remained for a moment, her expression thoughtful. She, too, would need more preparation.

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