Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

After the black dragon's mephistophelean mirth, a ridiculously gigantic black magic circle, estimated to be at least five kilometers in diameter, manifests a kilometer above the surface, with the dragon of the same hue at its center.

It's the largest magic circle I have ever seen in my whole life. Given how much mana this dragon has, it's no wonder it is capable of casting a magic circle that size.

But the size is not what is unsettling me. The nature and the formation of this magic circle are something I have never seen before. In short, the spell after the circle is still unknown.

"LEVEL 9 BLACK PARADE."

The dragon's voice is loud and clear, and each of its words is full of conviction. It recited the name of the spell that I had heard about a long time ago but never seen being performed.

The magic spell was branded as forbidden magic. There must be a plausible explanation for its label, and I am about to witness that reason right in front of my eyes.

Nothing happened after the invocation of the spell. But seconds later, dots annoyingly keep popping up on my radar, indicating the appearance of monsters nearby.

I stood up from my crash site and grasped the area, but nothing like a monster my eyes could see. The effect of the spell was actually not cast on the surface, but rather beneath the ground.

Crumble, crumble.

A moment later, the earth started to jut out like pimples; there are at least two hundred of them within the five-kilometer zone of the spell. The lumps come in various sizes, so the ones under them are varied as well.

Once the protruding earth opened a crack, the effects of the spell finally and literally came to the surface.

Piles of murky bones are slowly rising from their graves. They are enveloped in a dark aura that gives life to their dead bodies. All of them are huge, indicating their strengths when they were alive.

They were supposed to be dead and buried, but were given fake lives by the magic spell of the black dragon. In simple terms, they are undead.

(So this is the Black Parade.)

Seeing the process of the spell one by one personally, I have realized that the Level 9 Black Parade spell was actually an area-of-effect version of the Dark Magic Level 6 Undead Creation.

Undead Creation is a spell that magically reanimates and controls the dead. The strength of the undead was proportional to the magic power of the necromancer, not the original strength of the corpse when it was alive.

Undead Creation was already a forbidden spell, much more so for its superior version, the Black Parade, which could reanimate an entire graveyard.

Since we are inside the Great Forest of Darkness, the home of countless powerful monsters, there are sure to be countless monsters' remains buried under this fertile soil.

If someone cast the Black Parade in this forest, like what that dragon did, a number of undead would surely surface and follow what the necromancer told them to do.

"HA HA HA! EVEN SMALL FRIES LIKE THESE ARE ENOUGH TO BUY ME TIME."

The black dragon's voice boomed with amusement as it watched the undead monsters rise from their graves. It was clear that the dragon had no qualms about using forbidden magic and that it was willing to go to great lengths to achieve its goals.

The undead monsters began to shamble towards me and the fox. I knew that I would have to be careful, as these creatures were not truly alive, but I don't have a problem killing them all in one shot.

With a flick of my wrist, I summoned a large magic circle above. Although the size of my circle wasn't as large as the black dragon's, at least it reached a kilometer in diameter, which was enough to cover all the hundreds of undead who were charging towards me.

Despite their undead nature, these creatures were incredibly strong and resilient. Each of them is at least Level 300, making them more powerful than the Lich that I fought in the dungeon.

The dragon had so much power that the undead monsters enhanced it greatly. But if they are only at that level, a single spell is enough to kill them like flies.

"Level 8 Sanctuary."

White lights rained down from the magic circle as soon as I finished my invocation. Actually, I could recite it voicelessly, but it would only cause a reduction in its output.

The holy light bathed all the unholy beings under the influence of my spell. Following the relationships between the elements, the light will dominate the dark and completely purify the undead monsters.

As the last of the undead fell to the ground, I breathed a sigh of relief and turned my attention to the silver fox, who is still in the process of her undead extermination, before looking back at the black dragon.

Just as the dragon announced earlier, I can see that it is currently working on its next move.  I don't have any idea what it is plotting, but I know it is ominous.

There were reasons why I found this dragon troublesome, and they were written in detail on its soul.

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Race: Dark Ancient Dragon

Title: Dragon Slayer, Sovereign of the Great Forest of Darkness, Fearbringer, Ruler of Dark Dragons

Condition: Normal

LV: 3196

MP: 122380

STR: 76498

DEF: 60204

MAG: 107320

MDEF: 65470

AGI: 52322

Ultra Skill: World Magic: 2

Unique Skill: Immortal

Racial Skill: Elder Dragon Scales, Kin Command, Dragon Blast

Extra Skill: Fearscape, Cursed Body, Auto-MP Recovery, Telescopic Eye

Skill: Magic Sense, Detection, Danger Detection, Thought Acceleration, Breath Attack, Bite, Dragon Claw, Enhanced Senses, Heat Detection, Wing Blast, Steel Wings

​ Magic Skill: [Elemental: Dark: 10, Fire: 10, Wind: 7, Water: 5, Earth: 5, Lightning: 4, Compound: 8] [Non-Elemental: Pure: 8, Force: 6, Acid: 4]

Resistance: Pain Nullification, Exhaustion Nullification, Asphyxiation Nullification, Physical Attack Nullification, Fear Nullification, Corrosion Nullification, Poison Nullification, Natural Effect Nullification, Temperature Nullification, Magic Attack Resistance, Mental Attack Resistance, Hunger Resistance, Impact Resistance, Blast Resistance, Spiritual Attack Resistance

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That's right. This dragon's level is over three thousand, way more powerful than my two mothers combined! All its tabs are at least fifty thousand, with its mana as its greatest!

Aside from its numbers, its skills are absurd as well. Although it is only level 2, this dragon has the World Magic ultra skill up its sleeves. World Magic could be acquired by mastering at least seven attributes of magic, which was defied by this dragon, who only mastered three.

There are actually rare instances of this rate of acquisition of the World Magic, like Mother, who learned a World Magic spell without mastering the seven attributes. It is also true with that dragon.

I theorized that it happened because of their high proficiency in an aspect and their strong will to learn the magic.

Upon the first discovery and analysis of the dragon a few weeks ago, I found out that it possessed a broken unique skill called Immortal.

Just as the name implies, it is a skill that makes that black dragon immortal. The dragon's Immortal can be compared to my Invincible One, but there are differences as well.

My Invincible One unique skill gives me continuous ultra-speed physical healing and magic and strength recovery. But the Immortal unique skill, along with the fast continuous healing, grants the dragon fast spiritual recovery.

While I am virtually impossible to kill physically and could endlessly consume my mana, the dragon, meanwhile, is impossible to kill no matter how much I try.

Even if I cleaved its soul along with its physical body using the Absolute Severance, the Immortal would stitch them back together. And if I try to burn its soul, I have to penetrate its ridiculously thick defenses in order to inflame its soul.

It was clear that this creature was absolutely not to be underestimated and that I would need to surpass my very best in order to defeat it.

The assistance of the fox queen is actually a godsend. She is more than twice as powerful as me and in possession of powerful skills. But even adding her only increased our chance of winning to almost nothing.

"HA! HA! HA!"

Using the undead as a distraction, the dragon's preparations have been completed. The moment I laid my eyes upon it, I immediately knew it was absolutely dangerous.

A frightening aura enveloped the entire massive body of the dragon; it was as if the dragon condensed an absurd amount of energy around itself.

A thick surge of energy gathered at the dragon shows itself in the form of dark-purple amorphous condensed mists. These create a complex pattern as they wrap themselves around the dragon like a cocoon.

"What on earth is that...?"

Of all the time I have existed in this world, this is the first time I have truly felt absolute fear. It is nothing but sheer fear, a fear that is normally felt by everyone. The fear of the unknown.

The dragon hasn't activated its Fearscape, yet my whole body is shivering uncontrollably from the essence of that aura alone, wondering about my survival, let alone my safety.

My sister and that dreadful lizard cannot be compared to this one. That is the best way I could explain my feelings right now.

I gathered all my willpower and checked on the fox. As I could perceive, she is not moving a muscle and is mesmerized, or terrified, by the sight.

"BEHOLD, YOU INFERIOR CREATURES! MY ULTIMATE POWER!" The dragon loudly and proudly declared under its sinister shell. "WORLD MAGIC LEVEL 6... ATOMIC AGE...!"

As soon as the Ancient Dragon of Darkness released those words, everything turned white.