Something Keeps Appearing in My Subspace - Chapter 303

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303. Orcon Ruins (3)
One thing was certain: this was a Hidden dungeon. When I stopped and thought about it coldly, the math was undeniable.
What if we’d somehow rescued a different dragon—one with no bond to Yong-yong—and made our way here instead?
We could’ve turned the tables and profited. I would’ve started by asking a simple question: could you Draconians become dragons?
And if Draconians could transform into dragons immediately, then—
‘We could turn one Dragon Heart into five Dragon Hearts, assuming we could catch them all.’
Dragon Heart duplication would be possible. This might have been the Hidden reward we’d uncover if we’d brought the dragon to the Ruins.
But I had no intention of making that choice. Not even after witnessing the Dragon Heart’s power.
Beyond the fact that Mister needed to be a Dragon Knight, that Yong-yong was necessary—even without him, I wouldn’t have taken that path.
Yong-yong was a companion, and more than that, family.
—Wooong!
I opened a Subspace immediately. The situation was far from ideal. We were caught in the heart of a Draconian horde, all gathered for what they called a festival—a sacrificial rite.
The battlefield was hell. Our priority was escape.
—Kraaaw!
The Bone Dragon emerged from within the Subspace.
“The Bone Dragon too?”
“As expected of our Guides!”
“The Bone Dragon has a Dragon Heart! Dragons shall rise to glory once more—!”
They still hadn’t grasped our intentions. Perhaps because they’d just heard the grand plan of dragons being resurrected across the continent and had summoned the Bone Dragon for this moment?
They were cheering, their voices filled with elation.
“Everyone, head up now.”
It was fortunate for us. As we climbed onto the Bone Dragon, the Draconians tilted their heads in confusion.
“Guides?”
This was our moment. The instant the Bone Dragon spread its wings and climbed higher, I shouted at Yong-yong.
“Yong-yong! Come out! They’re trying to steal your heart!”
The Draconians had been chanting something like a prayer, so they caught on that something was wrong—but they clearly didn’t understand the full truth. Yong-yong cocked his head.
—Krr!?
Apparently they hadn’t told him directly about taking out his heart. He looked quite shocked.
—Krrr!?
—Krr!
—Krrrr!
When Yong-yong responded, the Dragon Knight replied as well, his voice carrying a note of grim determination.
My guess was they’d been telling Yong-yong to make this noble sacrifice for the resurrection of dragonkind.
—Kraaaw!
Yong-yong’s cry was one of shock and fury.
“Yong-yong! Hurry!”
Understanding the situation, Yong-yong shot skyward, following us without hesitation.
“Mister!”
“Got it!”
Mister leaped from the Bone Dragon, and Yong-yong caught him with practiced ease.
—Kr-raaaw!
Yong-yong’s rage was justified. Anyone would feel the same. Suddenly being told to surrender your heart? I’d be furious too.
“No, why are you doing this! Dragon! Guides! Please come back!”
“Let us explain the necessity of the Dragon Hearts!”
The Draconians shrieked from below. They’d clearly underestimated Yong-yong as a hatchling, a young dragon—
But Yong-yong had grown through countless Gate battles alongside us since his early levels. He was a seasoned, battle-hardened dragon.
—Kraaaw!
When Yong-yong howled his refusal, the Draconians began drawing their weapons.
“The young dragon has been brainwashed by humans.”
“A dragon cannot refuse the resurrection of dragonkind! Eliminate the Guides!”
What manner of lunatics were these? Living in isolation together, they’d all gone mad.
“Is everyone ready?”
“Yes!”
Either way, we were battle-ready. Acquiring the Bone Dragon couldn’t have come at a better time.
Without the Bone Dragon, even with Mister rising above, the four of us would’ve been surrounded and trapped down there. It would’ve been rough.
But now it was different. Our rear guard could hold position safely atop this skeletal warship.
With Mister and the ranged support covering us, all I had to do was dive in.
“Then, I’m counting on you all!”
Trusting my team, I leaped from the Bone Dragon. Below, countless Draconians stood with their weapons trained upward.
Among them, too, were those who wielded magic.
“……!”
A torrent of spells and enormous arrows hurtled toward me. Dodging them all was impossible, and even if I managed it through sheer luck, dozens of Draconians waited below to claim my life.
But I didn’t care. There was no need to shield myself with Subspace.
Pop!
I used Leap. The Draconians panicked as I vanished from their sight.
I landed tens of meters away. Before they could even register my presence, I unleashed Conflagration.
Whoosh!
I’d stocked up on Flame Talismans, and my Mana stat had climbed so drastically of late that I wielded them without hesitation.
Of course, I wasn’t foolish enough to think flames would deal real damage to creatures carrying dragon blood.
“Even without Red Dragon blood, dragons possess innate Resistance to Attribute Attacks.”
That was the advice Chun-bae had given me—the Conflagration I ignited now was purely to disrupt their vision.
Not only to shield my teammates above, but to protect myself against their overwhelming numbers.
Whoosh!
Even within this inferno-choked field of sight, I could still perceive the positions of my enemies with perfect clarity.
“There!”
The ones who’d spotted me just before I unleashed the flames charged forward. I paid them no mind.
Pop!
I used Leap again, pulling back—this time directly above where the Draconians were clustered.
Crunch!
Crunch!
Then I detonated Severance in all directions. No restraint on Mana this time. The sound of flesh tearing echoed from everywhere at once.
‘The Dragon Heart really is something special.’
Normally, after burning through Mana like that, I’d have needed to retreat into Subspace to recover. Yet I still had reserves left.
I gripped Essirel tightly. Now that I’d sown chaos below, support from above wouldn’t be far behind.
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Boom!
Crackle!
The Dragon Guild’s battle unfolded more smoothly than I’d anticipated. They held absolute dominion over the skies.
While Han Hye drew the Draconians’ aggression from below with unwavering attention, the guild’s role was nothing but ranged bombardment.
Spells, Dragon Scale Piercing Lances, and the breath attacks of both dragons rained down upon the Draconians’ heads.
Of course, the Draconians weren’t without countermeasures.
Whoosh!
With dragon blood running through their veins, a single Leap could send them soaring high into the air. What’s more, they wielded Ballistas as if they were bows.
The dragons could have solved the problem by climbing higher, but the Dragon Guild couldn’t gain too much altitude if they wanted to land effective blows.
“Don’t hurt the Dragon! Don’t harm the Dragon!”
“The Bone Dragon too! It has a precious Dragon Heart!”
What worked most in the Dragon Guild’s favor was this: the Draconians genuinely revered their dragons.
Harvesting a Dragon Heart was, after all, a sacred act meant to resurrect the dragon—and in this situation, they could not bring themselves to strike the creature directly.
Screech!
The Draconians fired their siege Ballistas freely, yet for that very reason, they couldn’t land direct hits on the dragons themselves.
Against the Dragon Guild, their shots served only as warning fire.
“Damn it!”
The Draconians grew frustrated, but they would not attack the dragons. Their ideology forbade it.
Draconians were born as a race meant to serve dragons.
“Kill the Guide! Only the Guide! Kill the Guide!”
“They’re too fast!”
“Keep trying! Kill the Guide!”
For millennia they would serve dragons, living out their longer lifespans in faithful attendance. Then, if fortune smiled and the dragon they served aged into death, they received permission to consume its heart and become a dragon themselves.
A final gift, in a sense, from the departing dragon to the servant who had devoted their life to it.
But a thousand years had passed, and only two dragons remained on this continent: Yong-yong and the Bone Dragon.
To strike down the very dragons they’d waited millennia to see—it was unthinkable.
“Hell! We have no choice!”
Yet as the remaining Draconians faced certain annihilation, they finally made their decision.
“We’ve been thoroughly brainwashed! Attack the Dragon! Absorb the Dragon Heart quickly! We must increase our numbers, even by one more!”
This was their chance to resurrect the dragons that had vanished from the continent. They’d already confirmed one existed. But only one. Breeding was impossible.
And if they all fell, even that future would disappear. The Draconians finally raised their weapons against the dragons.
Roaaarrr!
But their resolve came too late. While they’d hesitated, Han Hye swept through the lower ranks, and the dragons above along with the Dragon Guild’s reserves had already thinned their numbers drastically.
What had been over eighty Draconians now numbered fewer than thirty.
“Climb higher! Stay safe!”
The Dragon Guild was no fool either. The moment they sensed the shift in the enemy’s momentum, they increased the altitude of their rear guard.
The enemies were strong, certainly, but there was nothing they could do against a one-sided onslaught.
Had the Draconians decided a fraction sooner, the tide might have turned. But the current could not be reversed.
Han Hye, meanwhile, had the luxury of restraint.
“I’d say we’ve cleaned up enough of them.”
After dispatching the Draconians who wielded magic and ballistas, she’d deliberately left four opponents who fought with sword and spear.
It was for the sake of combat technique development. Up until now, she’d relied on outboxing with Severance, Conflagration, Leap, and Subspace.
“Would you like to give it a try too?”
“Think I can manage?”
“As long as you don’t overextend yourself, I think it should be fine.”
Choi Chul-gi, who had been pondering for a moment, nodded. After all, there was a spear tournament coming up, wasn’t there?
“Right. And we’ve got Han Chul’s First Guard formation too.”
Moreover, the Dragon Guild had solid backup measures elsewhere.
“Guild Master, would it be all right if I gave it a try as well?”
“Of course.”
That was exactly why Han Hye had left four of them alive. One apiece for Choi Chul-gi and Kim Han-chul.
The remaining two fell to Han Hye. She’d felt a twinge of concern seeing the Draconians, but two of them posed no real problem.
Currently, Han Hye was officially the highest level on Earth, and with all the fortuitous encounters she’d gathered, her stats were the highest as well.
Of course, the Draconians’ resolve was no longer what it had been.
“You bastards…….”
They hurled curses at Han Hye, but wasn’t that because all their comrades had fallen? And with intelligence came understanding—they knew perfectly well what this situation meant.
Han Hye let out a soft laugh.
“Bastards? And who was trying to extract someone else’s Dragon Heart in the first place?”
“It was for the greater good……!”
“Greater good? Do dragons die without one? You’re nothing but organ traffickers.”
Still, the Draconians weren’t entirely defenseless, so the Dragon Guild could hold their own against them adequately.
Choi Chul-gi, in particular, seemed pleased.
“Nice—just leveled up a skill. They were a perfect match for me, you know?”
“I must’ve picked badly. Both of mine are pretty poor with swords.”
Han Hye expressed a hint of disappointment but didn’t dwell on it. What mattered most in this Gate was finding the S-rank Armor, after all.
“Well then, we’ve dealt with all the nuisances. Shall we search for that S-rank Armor?”
The wretched distraction had eaten up some time, but plenty remained.
-You’ll be quite impressed when you find it.
And with Chun-bae’s encouraging words still fresh, Han Hye rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward.

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