I Am Not A Goblin Slayer

As Gauss closed in to a distance of one kilometer from Isetor, the draconic might, condensed almost into tangible substance, became even clearer.

This couldn’t help but remind it of His Majesty the Green Dragon Aiselas.

Although this draconic might was not as majestic and vast as His Majesty’s, it was not much inferior in quality. On the contrary, in its Perception, it was even superior, only limited by its total volume.

Isetor was startled by the disrespectful thought that suddenly popped into its mind. But right now, there was no time for it to ponder carefully why such a thought had emerged.

Its pseudo-draconic might could not be released, but it was a genuine Extraordinary Creature. It named its Domain Unrivaled. Of course, how it was named didn’t matter at all. After all, no matter how extravagant the name was, it wouldn’t affect the actual effects of the Domain.

Its Unrivaled Domain was entirely in line with its race and combat style. When acting alone, all Attributes of its body would receive a certain degree of enhancement. Especially in terms of speed and strength, they would soar significantly. Combined with the unique land sprinting speed it possessed as a centaur, the superior stamina endowed by its Dragon Descendant bloodline, and the powerful mounted archery skills it had trained itself in, its comprehensive strength could be unleashed to the absolute limit, achieving a single-point breakthrough that reached the pinnacle of perfection.

It was precisely this seemingly utterly ”reckless” Domain that allowed it to traverse multiple battlefields and come and go freely. Many enemies far stronger than it had failed to make it stay.

After deploying the Domain, Isetor, situated within it, breathed a sigh of relief.

When exposed to that terrifying draconic might just now, it genuinely felt a moment of pre-battle cowardice, entertaining the thought of turning around and fleeing. Now, shrouded by the power of the Domain, that uneasiness was greatly alleviated.

”Is it some kind of Illusion Technique?”

It was still unwilling to believe that a human could possess such authentic draconic might. It simply assumed this was some sort of Illusion Technique Magic cast by Gauss.

Now that the two sides were facing off, it was impossible for it to retreat easily for the time being. Not to mention that the other Extraordinary Demon generals were buying time for it to complete the mission; even for its own sake, it couldn’t swallow such a loss of face. If it fled without a fight, Isetor’s reputation in the Jade Forest would be completely ruined. All the Extraordinary Demons and sentient monsters would know that it was terrified of a human whose strength was vastly inferior to its own.

At the very least, it had to figure out the opponent’s true combat power before making further plans.

”It’s just an Illusion Technique... just an Illusion Technique...”

Isetor continuously hypnotized and comforted itself in its mind. At the same time, its muscular, knotted arm slowly swung the long spear in its hand in a few circles by its side, its gaze firmly locked onto Gauss.

Upon approaching hunting distance, it could use the aura lock of its Racial Talent to firmly identify the enemy. This Talent was incredibly magical. Even if it were blindfolded, deafened, and stripped of its sense of smell and other Perceptions, it could still lock onto the enemy.

It was like the crystallization of the bloodline nurtured by the centaur race over hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of years. The centaurs on the grasslands could only survive by hunting enough prey, but the Demons had also evolved richer means of escape through the survival of the fittest. Therefore, this aura lock was particularly important.

In Isetor’s eyes at this moment, everything in the surrounding world was rapidly fading in color. The presence of irrelevant creatures and the environment was completely erased from its sensory system, leaving only those creatures that might pose a threat to it.

Gauss, hovering in the sky, stayed about eight hundred meters away from the centaur. This was a relatively comfortable distance for him.

Although his newly adjusted and optimized Dragon Roar Missiles had a range of several kilometers, that was a tactic only used against the weak. Against more powerful enemies, it might not be as effective. A longer distance meant a longer flight time and gave the enemy more time to react. He was better off keeping the distance within one kilometer, which would allow him to easily advance to attack or retreat to defend.

On the battlefield, the man and the centaur silently confronted each other. The air seemed to have stagnated.

Many of the monsters within a one-kilometer radius had already fainted on the spot. Some had even had their hearts shattered by the clash of the two opposing imposing auras, dying silently.

”Is this centaur level 13? Or level 14?”

Gauss silently estimated its strength. First of all, it was definitely not level 15. Its oppressive presence wasn’t overwhelmingly strong, but in Gauss’s Perception, its overall ”weight” was still not light.

Although the Dragon Descendant bloodline in its body couldn’t be used to release an imposing aura to counter Gauss, it provided a massive boost to the centaur’s physical Attributes. In this regard, Gauss was actually somewhat at a disadvantage as a human. Although his physical fitness was already quite explosive compared to other humans, his body size was what it was. The Demons’ more massive bodies simply allowed them to unleash greater physical strength.

As compensation, his Dragon King Descendant Racial Talent had specially enhanced his Magic Talent. It was akin to choosing a different path.

Gauss gathered his thoughts. With a flap of the energy dragon wings extending from his shoulder blades, his entire figure vanished from the spot. Only by observing carefully could one catch sight of him flying sideways at an extreme speed.

”So fast!”

In Isetor’s eyes, the moment Gauss moved, it had indeed lost its target, even if only for a brief second. However, its aura lock Talent helped it quickly lock back onto the enemy moving at high speed.

”ROAR!!”

”ROAR!!”

Several dragon roars reverberated from Gauss’s direction.

Ten streamlined Platinum Missiles, trailing beautiful tail flames, first scattered outward. Then, as if influenced by an invisible pulling force, they all converged and homed in on the exact same target.