I Am Not A Goblin Slayer

Gauss did not immediately agree to these combat-related matters; he merely stated that he needed to discuss them further with the Red Dragon Team and Guild Master Monroe.

After he left, a figure slowly walked out of the hidden room in the reception area.

”Well?”

”It shouldn’t be him.”

Hearing the answer, Wenster breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, if Gauss were involved, the situation would become extremely complicated. Not to mention they lacked any evidence, even with conclusive proof, making a move against a powerhouse capable of swiftly killing an Extraordinary Centaur on the battlefield would carry immense pressure. Although he was a Level 15 Warrior—far stronger than the Extraordinary Centaur—if the opponent was determined to flee, Wenster feared he would have a hard time stopping him. At most, he could inflict a severe injury.

This was inherently tied to his combat style. As a legion commander, many of his combat methods required large-scale group warfare to be fully unleashed. Facing a lone, solitary target, his strength couldn’t be pushed to its absolute limit.

Moreover, a Professional like Gauss could strike panic into every large and established noble family. If they truly discarded all pretense, even if they crushed his Red Dragon Team and killed all his friends and family, Gauss would then become a most terrifying phantom, free of all ties. Using his powerful Spatial Magic, he would descend to assassinate every noble descendant who ventured outside. Not to mention, the Adventurer’s Guild stood behind Gauss. In other words, even if the mastermind really was Gauss, they would have to pretend to know nothing.

Fortunately, the current mystery seemed to have nothing to do with him. Then what was the culprit’s motive for targeting the direct descendants of multiple noble families?

For some reason, Wenster Xavier suddenly felt a heaviness in his heart. Bloodline was a glory, but at the same time, it was a shackle.

After leaving the military camp, Gauss quickly went to talk with Guild Master Monroe. After informing him that he was going to hunt in the surrounding area, the bearded guild master naturally had no objections. The area near the city walls was relatively safe. For everyone, it was a good thing that someone with Extraordinary Combat Power like Gauss was willing to ”work” so diligently. He merely offered a few words of caution to prioritize safety and rest, and to contact them anytime if he encountered danger, before smiling as he watched Gauss leave.

Gauss had the Red Dragon Hephaestus follow the Red Dragon Team. Fortunately, as long as he wasn’t traveling long distances, he wasn’t exactly lacking in mounts right now.

Under the curious gazes of many Adventurers, Gauss mobilized the power of the [Supreme Mana Body] within him.

Energy Mimicry!

The energy of the Dragon King Descendant and the Supreme Mana Body circulated within him simultaneously.

He silently chanted in his heart, ”Generate dragon wings...”

Subsequently, he felt his back become a bit hot and itchy. A tingling sensation spread from his shoulder blades. A massive amount of Magic Power and dragon vein power accumulated there, like bamboo shoots about to break through the soil. Gauss did not suppress that power.

The next moment, a dazzling Platinum brilliance elegantly unfurled from his back!

It was as if light and Magic Power were rapidly weaving together. First, hard wing bones as smooth as jade took shape. Then, a layer of pale gold membrane began to grow from the edges of the bones. Finally, the surface of the dragon wings was covered in fine Platinum scales. A pair of beautiful yet ferocious physical dragon wings had ”grown” out of Gauss.

Gauss’s feelings at this moment were very peculiar. Reason told him that humans couldn’t grow wings, yet he could control this newly emerged organ as effortlessly as moving his own arm. This sense of control was completely different from the previous energy dragon wings or evocation Spells like Bigby’s Hand. It felt like a true part of his body. He controlled the dragon wings to bend down, then reached out to stroke them. The hard, solid texture was undeniably real.

At the same time, Eden couldn’t help but make a sound. It vaguely felt that although the method Gauss was using right now manifested differently, its core essence was extremely familiar. It wondered why this was so similar to its own Mimicry Talent, and if this guy Gauss was even still human.

Even Eden, a Demon King seed, couldn’t help but feel amazed, let alone the spectating Adventurers and soldiers. Witnessing Gauss grow dragon wings with their own eyes, they couldn’t help but swallow hard. If it weren’t for the fact that many people had learned of Gauss’s identity during yesterday’s battle, the surrounding order would probably have descended into total chaos by now.

However, could anyone answer their current doubts? What was going on with that lord’s current form? Could Magic even explain this?

Looking at the terrified, envious, and bewildered gazes, Gauss didn’t have any particular thoughts. His Supreme Mana Body couldn’t be kept hidden forever. This ability wasn’t exactly an explosive ultimate move, and it could be used in his normal state, so he had no intention of concealing it. As for whether others would harbor suspicions because of this, he wasn’t afraid. After all, he was just an ordinary human.

His Racial Talent wouldn’t change his core essence as a human.