Cash Shop Item: Mimic Crystal. Its effect allows the user to replicate the properties of a single item, though it can only be used once.
During a previous mission dispatch, considering the potential danger, Herohero had given this Cash Shop Item to them and Solution.
(Note: Chapter 52)
To block the world's curse, only a power of comparable level could work.
The young dragon had not inherited Wild Magic, and even if it had, it would not possess enough Dragon Souls to burn.
But Naohara could not possibly hand over a World-Class Item directly.
So he settled on a compromise and chose the Mimic Crystal.
The crystal could not replicate the active effects of a World-Class Item, but it could preserve its passive ability.
[World's Blessing]
This passive ability grants the bearer immunity to the effects of all World-Class Items.
Although World-Class Items are born from dead worlds and cannot compare to a true world, the difference being like that between a centenarian and a young, powerful man, they are fundamentally the same type of existence. In theory, they should be capable of interfering with or blocking the world's curse.
Outside.
A crystal emitting a dark red glow slowly floated toward the young dragon. Inside the crystal, the faint outline of a ring could be seen.
Naohara's expression grew slightly serious.
He carried two World-Class Items: [Millennium Rod] and [Ring of Ouroboros].
To be safe, Naohara did not choose [Millennium Rod].
Instead, he specifically selected [Ring of Ouroboros], one of The Twenty, and replicated its passive ability, [World's Blessing].
"If this fails, then there's nothing more I can do."
Taking out the Cash Shop Item [Mimic Crystal] was already going above and beyond. Lending a World-Class Item was completely out of the question.
After all, even the Brightness Dragon Lord, who had submitted to Nazarick and helped him master Wild Magic, had never been allowed to borrow one.
Above them, the pitch-black sky churned violently.
As if sensing something, an unseen will stirred, and a terrifying pressure began to spread through the air.
A massive ancient phantom sword appeared, radiating a sharp killing intent.
Several kilometers away, the Heavenly Dragon Lord let out a muffled groan.
The Wild Magic [World-Isolating Barrier] began to tremble violently, as if it might tear apart at any moment.
At that moment, two streaks of rainbow-colored light shot over, revealing the figures of the True Dragon Lord.
Seeing this, the wounded Brightness Dragon Lord and Vampiric Dragon Lord immediately burned their Dragon Souls and poured their power into the barrier, barely preventing it from collapsing.
Inside.
The giant sword shone brilliantly as the World Will instinctively locked onto its target.
It was clearly intent on killing the young dragon with a single strike.
But unfortunately, the opportunity had already passed.
Below, as the crystal came into contact with the young dragon, a unique fluctuation began to spread outward.
The effect of [World's Blessing] activated.
The massive sword that was about to fall suddenly stopped, and the sky fell into silence.
"It looks like it worked."
A gentle breeze passed through.
Having lost its target, the world's curse was forced to end.
The dark sky gradually cleared as the heavy clouds dispersed, and a ray of sunlight broke through the clouds.
Naohara cast a spell and returned to his Dragonoid form.
"In the end, it's not a real World-Class Item. The Mimic Crystal won't last long."
Glancing back at the crystal, which had already begun to crack, Naohara did not hesitate. He immediately prepared to return to Nazarick.
From the current situation, [World's Blessing] could indeed block the curse.
And Nazarick was bound to the World-Class Item [Throne of Kings]. Anyone inside it would be protected by the effects of [World's Blessing].
To avoid any accidents, he had to bring the young dragon back to Nazarick as quickly as possible.
Besides, he had gained quite a few benefits from this trip and needed to deal with them as soon as possible.
"I've already lost a Cash Shop Item. Don't disappoint me."
Naohara glanced to the side.
At the same time, the ethereal seed floating in midair slowly descended.
This was a Magic Seed he had split off from his own power. It would help the young dragon gradually suppress and control the cursed power within its body.
The reason he saved it was not only because of [Catastrophe Dominator]. He also had another idea in mind.
[World Disaster]
Born from the world's curse, it was the most terrifying magic class in the game.
Now Naohara wanted to see whether a young dragon cursed by the world could, with his assistance, learn to wield this power.
Catastrophe Magic.
Aside from being unable to negate the effects of World-Class Items, in a certain sense it was no weaker than Wild Magic, perhaps even stronger.
After all, even the special skill [Petit-Catastrophe] possessed by Mare's profession [Disciple of Disaster] was stronger than Super-Tier Magic.
So just how powerful would a True Dragon Lord be if it were carefully cultivated by Nazarick and possessed the profession [World Disaster]?
By that point, even without [World's Blessing], the world's curse would collapse on its own.
It might even become fuel for its growth.
Even a World Boss might not compare.
Taking advantage of sheep was satisfying, but taking advantage of the world itself was even better.
Turning a disadvantage completely into an advantage.
If it worked, perhaps this method could even be used to create an army of True Dragon Lords composed entirely of [World Disaster].
Naohara looked forward to the day that might become reality.
"The Platinum Dragon Lord really is Nazarick's lucky star. The dragon creation plan can't stop. It must continue."
"I don't know the reason, but keep cursing if you like. It'd be even better if it never stopped."
Naohara narrowed his eyes as he looked at the sky, a faint smile flashing in his gaze.
In the distance, Aura, the Heavenly Dragon Lord, and the others approached.
Naohara waved his hand, activating the Wild Magic [World Teleport].
Naturally, he did not forget the Evil Tree that had been pretending to be dead the entire time.
The void flickered.
In the next instant, the figures of the group disappeared.
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Elsewhere, inside a hidden small world.
A terrifying aura surged like a storm, tearing through the void and forming black holes that seemed capable of devouring everything.
At the center of this small world stood an ancient altar.
Countless chains bound the space, and massive dragon statues stood in every corner. Waves of Wild Magic spread outward, flowing continuously through the chains into the center of the altar.
A crimson blood mist filled the area.
Fragments of bone and flesh were scattered across the ground, and a furious roar echoed through the mist.
"Damn it! Filthy creature!!"
"So close… I was so close!"
Within the blood mist, a pair of heterochromatic eyes slowly emerged.
One was dark. The other was golden.
The dark eye burned with overwhelming hatred and fury, while the golden eye remained calm and still.
"You failed."
The furious voice suddenly stopped.
In its place came a steady voice, carrying a faint trace of amusement.
"No. I will not fail."
"You think sealing yourself away in this small world will help?"
"My other half, even if you restrict me this way, what does it matter? Ten years, a hundred years… sooner or later, that great being will descend upon this world."
"The fate of this world was already decided six hundred years ago."
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