I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 638 In Front Of A Black Door

Erend continue walking forward and descent carefully as he navigated the shifting black sands. His eyes stayed fixed on the colossal skeleton below. His instincts screamed that Eccar was near, somewhere amidst this unsettling scene, and the thought pushed him onward.

Meanwhile, deep within the shadow of the skeletal remains, Eccar found himself in a vastly different situation. The six figures surrounding him dragged him through the sand toward a dark looming structure embedded beneath the Dragon's skeleton.

For Eccar, the proximity to the skeleton was unnerving. The air around it shimmered faintly and a barely perceptible pulse of energy brushing against his skin. The sensation wasn't painful but it wasn't pleasant either. It made him feel exposed as if the skeleton were more than a husk—it was watching and alive in ways he couldn't understand.

He glanced at the six figures escorting him. Krevak, with his gold coat, and the silver-clad woman had firm grips on his arms, their gazes dismissive as though he were merely a tool.

The others showed no sign of feeling what Eccar feeling. They stared up at the towering remains with disdain, their words cutting through the silence.

"Filthy creatures," muttered the crimson-coated figure. "They thought they could rival gods. Look where it got them."

The navy-cloaked figure gave a low chuckle. "Arrogance. Typical of their kind. They think that their power was infinite but they just become a pile of bones here."

Eccar stayed silent and still acting weak as he had since his capture. While inside, his anger boiled. These so-called avatars of gods had no idea what it meant to be Dragonborn. They spoke of Dragons as if they were vermin, not realizing the strength they had. He can't wait to give them proof that their words are wrong.

The group approached the structure and Eccar's thoughts shifted to the massive edifice before them. It was strange, alien, and ancient. The walls were carved from smooth, obsidian-like material that seemed to absorb light. There were no discernible markings or decorations, only an ominous black door that stood at the heart of it.

The door was plain and featureless except for a narrow slit running vertically down its center. It had no handle and no visible mechanism, nothing to indicate how it might be opened.

However, as they stood before it, Eccar felt that same strange energy—familiar yet foreign—radiating from it. It crawled under his skin. And he is the only one who feel it here.

"Is this the place?" Krevak's voice broke the silence.

"It should be," the black-coated leader replied flatly with tone as lifeless as his expression.

The crimson-coated figure moved first with incredible speed as he dashed forward with a wild grin. Crimson flames erupted from his hands and he hurled a searing wave of flame toward Eccar.

Eccar barely had time to activate his Dragon Scales, the brown and black energy flaring across his body just as the flames engulfed him. He gritted his teeth as the force of the attack pushed him back several steps with the heat licking at his armor-like scales. It was intense, but it still not able penetrate his defense. Smoke curled around him as the fire dissipated, revealing Eccar unharmed and glaring defiantly at his attacker.

"Is that all you've got?!" Eccar growled with a grin.

The crimson-coated man's grin widened. "You're tougher than you look, lizard. Let's see how long that lasts."

As the crimson avatar prepared for another assault, the navy-blue coated figure joined the fray. His movements were fluid and quick like water, and his hands glowed with an eerie blue energy. He swept his arm forward, sending a wave of shimmering liquid that solidified into jagged ice shards mid-air.

Eccar dodged, the shards narrowly missing him as they slammed into the ground and shattered. He countered with a blast of his own, summoning a spear of earth from the ground that clashed with the navy avatar's next attack. The collision sent shards of earth and ice flying.

The silver-coated woman recovered from her stumble and rejoined the fight immediately. She extended her hand and a blade of shimmering silver material formed in her grip. She lunged at Eccar and swinging at him.

Eccar raised his scaled arms and his Dragonborn armor deflecting the strikes with loud ringing clashes. He retaliated with a swift kick, forcing her to leap back to avoid the blow.

Krevak, now on his feet, wiped a trickle of blood from his lip, his golden coat glowing faintly as he summoned his power of golden fire.

At this point, the six avatars began to coordinate their attacks. Despite the odds, Eccar wouldn't go down easily—not when he was so close to uncovering the truth of this place and the strange structure they sought to enter. And he need to give them the right amount of payback for what they give him before.

Eccar gathering his strength and let out a guttural roar, his Dragon Scales glowing brighter as he unleashed a pulse of Magic energy. The ground beneath him cracked, and the air shimmered.

This was only the beginning.

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