Child of Destiny

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As Arthur was watching Sigurd Dragonborn stood up and released his overwhelming aura, a mysterious power suddenly descended upon him and entered his inventory space.

He did not have the time to check on it when a sudden string of notifications flashed through his eyes.

*Ding*

System: You have completed the [Compass of the Lost Soul]!

*Ding*

System: As the owner of the compass, you are eligible to give direction to the lost souls.

*Ding*

System: You are now setting off to walk the path of the enlightenment of your soul.

*Ding*

System: You have refused to abandon your roots and denied being a Dragonborn!

System: You are currently facing your first trial of the soul – the Trial of the Blood!

System: Prove your resolve and gain the acknowledgment of Sigurd Dragonborn by defeating his Lesser Avatar!

Possible Reward: Elevation of your soul and improvement for racial traits.

Additional Rewards: ???

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Arthur stared blankly at the string of notifications as he was trying to understand most of them.

He then realized the true usage of this [Compass of the Lost Soul]. It was a special item that could guide someone to the path of enlightenment.

For players who had managed to become an Ascended Being, this item could lead them to the next step of reaching the pinnacle of this realm, being an Enlightened Being.

As for someone like Arthur, who was already a Transcendent Being who did not need step-by-step improvement to gain absolute powers, this compass could help him elevate his soul to a higher level and improve the thickness of his racial bloodline.

As Arthur was thinking about this, the old man across from him suddenly pointed to the ground before him and shot a beam of light that suddenly materialized into a humanoid figure.

A few moments later, the materialized silhouette slowly solidified and became a young man of the same age as Arthur.

They had long blonde hair that was hanging on his back and his silver armor was filled with mysterious runes that were flashing in a certain rhythmic pattern from time to time.

On the back of this person was a double-edged greatsword that was as tall as him. The surface of the sword was covered with mysterious patterns that seemed to have created an image of a dragon and a human battling each other while the sharp edges were filled with flashing runes.

A single glance at this person was more than enough for Arthur to know that he was the younger version of Sigurd Dragonborn.

Not long after, the old man behind the younger version of himself crossed his arms in front of him while saying. "I have created this avatar with a similar physique as yours. His skills and techniques are also limited to the time when I am in your age."

"If you manage to defeat him, then I will acknowledge your choice. But if you lose-…" he paused for a moment as a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "…-I will forcefully erase every hint of Dragon Blood within your veins and then turn you into a True Dragonborn."

Hearing this, Arthur could not help but frown his brows deeply while mumbling to himself. "What a stubborn old man."

At the same time, another notification rang in his ears.

*Ding*

Quest Update: Defeat the Avatar of Sigurd Dragonborn and clear the Dungeon 'Lesser Hatchling Lair' to clear the entire quest!

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Arthur did not have to concern himself about the other side since he believed that Cloe and the others would be able to handle the situation by themselves.

What he needed to worry about was how he would be able to defeat this person in front of him, especially when he could feel an immense threat coming from the opposing side.

"What a monster. He is already this strong when he is still at a very young age. Just how much talent and power does this person possess when he is still alive," wondered Arthur as he squinted his eyes while observing the other party.

He knew that this was going to be a very difficult battle, especially when he could feel that this avatar before him could already match the Demonified Draco that they had encountered in the Frozen Kingdom in terms of might alone.

Grand Marshall Draco was someone who also became an Ascended Being by his efforts. He was even one of the humans who first became a Conqueror during his era. He also majored in Martial Arts inspired by Dragons and founded an Ascended Class, Wyvern Rider, though he became the sole Dragon Rider.

In comparison, Arthur felt that Grand Marshall Draco at peak should be somewhat weaker than this Dragon Slayer Sigurd Dragonborn.

That was what Arthur thought at the very least when he compared Draco and this soul fragment of an old man before him.

After all, this Dragon Slayer was absurdly stronger since even a fragment of his soul was already comparable to Draco when he was at his peak, which was also at the pinnacle of this realm – a Sovereign Being.

"Ah~! Why do you have to wake me, old man?" said the young Sigurd as he tilted his head to the side while rubbing the back of his neck, somewhat massaging it.

'He is sentient as well?' Arthur could not hide his surprise after seeing that the avatar seemed to have his thoughts and personality.

"And who is this weakling? Someone from the modern tribe of those overgrown lizards?" said Sigurd after seemingly noticing Arthur standing a couple of meters away from him.

Hearing such a comment, Arthur could not help but raise his brows. He felt that he could not coexist with this person in the same space.

Swoosh!

Arthur then summoned his dragon spear and round shield as he got ready for the battle. "Let's get this over with already. Staying here and breathing the air as a minor being is getting suffocating."

The corner of the young Sigurd's mouth suddenly twitched when he heard those words. He then stared at Arthur while raising his brows. "You have such a sharp tongue for being a hatchling. I wonder if your skills are up to par."

"Why don't we put it on a test? Though, I doubt that you can put up a good fight given that you have nothing but your fancy equipment," said Arthur provokingly.

Young Sigurd smirked as he heard those words before his mouth curved into a huge grin. "Hah! You know how to use your mouth. I wonder if you can keep this up when I start beating you."

He then turned toward the old soul fragment and asked. "Hey, old man. Can I kill this guy?"

"You can do everything, but you have to keep him alive," said the Old Sigurd as he found a spot to sit conformably.

"Tsk! What a pity. It has been a while since I have tasted a grilled dragon," said the young Sigurd before turning to Arthur. "Anyway. You better get ready since you are up for the pain since the old man permits me to go all out!"

Swoosh!

Arthur was about to say something as a counter to his words, but the opposing side suddenly disappeared and reappeared before him with a hand on the hilt of the greatsword hanging on his back.

"You're dead!" said the young Sigurd as his body was suddenly enveloped by a blue-colored flame. This flame seemed to be made of the purest form of mana that took the form of a fire.

At the same time, Arthur could also feel an immense threat just by the appearance of that blue mana flame. It was as if something within him was somewhat afraid of this power that was current surrounding his opponent.

He could feel that his powers were being suppressed to a certain extent just by the appearance of that flame.

Swoosh!

This was the Dragon-Slaying Power that Sigurd Dragonborn had created to defeat the dragons that he had slayed during his time. It was said to be the bane of all dragons during that era and what made him feared by most of the Dragon Tribes.

But Arthur was not from any ordinary tribe of Dragons. He was from one of the mightiest tribes of the Dragon Race, the Divine Dragon Tribe, and even received a direct inheritance from the current king of Dragons.

Bang!

To negate the power of his opponent who was trying to suppress him, Arthur released his unique mana manipulation method while also entering the combat state of Reality Manifestation without any hesitation.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He knew that he could not afford to hold back right now given that he pretty much pissed this young version of Sigurd Dragonborn.

Bang!

A golden flame covered his entire body as a mix of golden lightning danced on its surface, elevating his presence to a higher level and matching his opponent's.

Seeing the sudden change in his opponent's aura, the young Sigurds started smiling broadly as he commented. "So, you are not all talk."

Swoosh!

It was also at this moment when he suddenly unsheathed the greatsword from his back and swiftly swung it down.

Shing!

The sword left a blazing trail in the air as it almost reached Arthur's head in an instant.

But Arthur was not that slow either as he was already taking a step back ahead of time while also raising his round shield at the same time.

Bang!

The collision of the two sides resulted in a massive explosion that sent a series of shockwaves that spread in every direction.

Arthur slightly lowered his shield as his opponent slowly landed on the ground. He stared straight into the eyes of the opposing side.

His eyes were also currently releasing a golden glow as he activated his Dragon Eyes, which was why he was fast enough to respond to the quick attack of his opponent.

But, of course, he did not forget about his trash talk to further infuriate the other. "You, on the other hand, seem to be quite mediocre. Are you sure that to continue this? You may get your ass kicked; you know?"

"You should surrender early to avoid some embarrassment," he added as he further provoked the young Sigurd.

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