The Innkeeper

Chapter 1232  All according to plan

After all, even if he had been playing with laws for a few years, most immortals had been learning about laws for at least a few decades or centuries.

He had seen how abstract the world became once laws got involved, so Lex would not make a flat statement that he was unbeatable in the same realm as he had always been. He needed to get used to the rules and combat as far as immortals were concerned. But as far as physique was concerned, Lex did not even fear dragons.

"How does it feel, Jeffery?" Lex asked in his raspy voice, holding onto the Wyvern\'s head as its body disappeared. He did not allow the head to disappear, putting it instead in his spatial ring. Even then, when the Wyvern was reformed some distance away, it had a new head.

"How does it feel knowing that I can clone your body as much as I want, and feed my cattle Wyvern barbeque for the rest of eternity using only your body? I\'m getting pretty good at decapitation. Maybe I can practice skinning next - get myself a Wyvern pelt."

Lex closed his eyes, but even then his aim never missed as he swung Naraka and cut through the Wyverns neck. His sword hungrily drank the Wyverns blood, becoming stronger and more effective against its kind with every drop it absorbed. This was not a feature of the sword Lex knew about, but he was definitely enjoying it.

Every second they fought, Lex was getting weaker and weaker as his insides burnt. Yet even in such a state, Jeffery could barely follow Lex\'s silhouette as he moved, which infuriated him to no end.

"You do not scare me, brat," the Wyvern spat. "You cannot cause me any real harm. I see this for what it really is - a desperate attempt to scare me off while you approach your weakest state. You\'re hoping to survive by hiding during your weakest moments, but your plans are flimsy and easy to see through. One way or another, you will die today. So go ahead-"

Lex cut his head off again, and then paused. The burning finally reached his brain, which made him feel light headed. Jeffery was right in the sense that he was approaching his weakest moment. But he was wrong about one thing.

Lex\'s plans were not as simple as they appeared. After all, so far, everything had been going exactly as he anticipated, with only a few minor details changed.

Jeffery spoke again. Lex knew he was speaking, but he could not hear him. Either the nerves associated with hearing had burnt away, or his ear drums had, or maybe that part of his brain was being fired. There was no way of knowing, and it was actually a little scary that Lex could not really do anything to increase his chances of survival. But he had immense confidence in his survival of this tribulation.

Not to mention, it hadn\'t even truly started yet. So far, only his body was burning, His soul and spirit were as of yet untouched.

Using his instincts to guide him, Lex once again attacked Jeffery. The resistance his sword felt as he sliced through the Wyvern\'s neck let him know that he had hit his mark once more.

But that\'s when he felt like the tribulation was about to enter its next phase, which meant he also had to put his plan into the next phase.

He jumped, and the next moment Lex reappeared on the platform.

Jeffery roared in anger, because his body had begun to fear Lex. When Lex moved, his body had flinched on its own, as if fearing the mere human! It was unacceptable! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Fortunately, the moment had arrived.

Jeffery mustered his strength and launched an attack on Lex, determined to kill him during the tribulation. Though Jeffery would suffer a mild backlash for interfering with a tribulation, he would accept it in exchange for Lex\'s death.

His attack, a red beam of fire he breathed out, swiftly approached Lex, but as it touched the boundary of the platform he was standing on, it dispersed.

At some point, undetected by everyone, Lex had laid out numerous protective formations inside the platform where he stood. Such blatant goading infuriated the Wyvern even more, causing it to unleash its strongest attacks as it battled with its sanity and its desire for revenge.

Never had it been so humiliated. It was always Jeffery doing the humiliation! Always him! Yet now, he was being played by a mere… a mere human!

While the Wyvern unleashed its fury, the figure who had been watching everything from a distance shook its head in disappointment. Wyverns were the cousins of dragons, some would say. But they were the disappointment in the family.

The figure stepped forth into the light, revealing deep purple scales adorning its reptilian body and massive wings. He was a newborn dragon, whose early years had been spent on the Black Dwarf that served as the holy land for the newer generation of dragons, being slowly nurtured to match its noble heritage.

It had been sent away from his nursery prematurely, to participate in the inane Champions tourney, all for the sake of reaching the heretic Lex and bringing him to justice. How dare he bear the name of Dragonsbane? He would suffer the consequences. Yet this newborn dragon, while considerably strong, was also smart. There was no reason to take any enemy at his strongest. Now that he was weakened considerably, it was time for the dragon to make his move, and bring glory to his race.

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