Chapter 391 - 390: Windwhisper Dragonslayer

Chapter 391: Chapter 390: Windwhisper Dragonslayer

Seraphina Sinclair frowned, her fingers tracing her blade as she looked back with a hint of vigilance.

Behind her...

In the pitch-black night, countless crimson eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly at her, locking onto her as if she were prey, ready to pounce at any moment.

Panic flared in Seraphina Sinclair’s heart for a second, but she instantly calmed down.

’Something’s wrong.’

’I was already a spent force and spent a good while healing after I woke up.’

’If these monsters were really going to attack, they should have done so when I was unconscious or healing, not now, after I’ve already noticed them.’

Seraphina Sinclair took a Black Fog Lamp from her Silver Moon Earrings, barely managing to dispel the darkness before her.

With the light, the situation became much clearer.

The entire chasm was packed with monsters. Even the cliff faces on both sides, which Seraphina Sinclair found difficult to climb, were covered with them.

Even though it was clearly difficult for them to maintain their positions, they stubbornly twisted their heads toward Seraphina Sinclair.

After her Constitution increased, Seraphina Sinclair’s vision had more than doubled. Even in the dim glow of a single Black Fog Lamp, she could see the glistening specks at the corners of the monsters’ mouths.

’Is that drool?’

Seraphina Sinclair’s gaze shifted downward. At the feet of the monster in the very front, a glistening puddle had already formed.

Right before her eyes, a drop of drool fell from the monster’s mouth to the ground.

Seraphina Sinclair: "..."

’So they’re just salivating because they’re hungry for me and can’t get to me.’

’That makes sense...’

’If they could have eaten me, I wouldn’t have woken up at all.’

These must be the monsters that hunt at night.

’There was no one in the mobile cabin, so did they track me here?’

’But there’s no fire here, so why are they stopped so far away, unable to take another step closer?’

The moment that question popped into her head, Seraphina Sinclair looked up as if by telepathy.

Above her was the massive, stiffened Dragon Corpse of the Storm Dragon.

’Is it because of this S-Class Storm Dragon’s corpse? Even in death, its presence keeps these low-level monsters at bay?’

Seraphina Sinclair stared at the motionless Dragon Corpse for a moment, then glanced at the monsters, which indeed were not advancing. Only then did she finally relax.

’It’s nighttime, and all these monsters are gathered here. Even if I wanted to go back, I can’t. I’ll just have to wait until dawn.’

It was time to check the panels that had popped up when she paid the price.

Thinking of the price, Seraphina Sinclair subconsciously glanced at her chest.

The clothes there were torn, revealing a faint glimpse of the Bone Nail embedded in her body. Only its cross-section was visible, flush with her skin, its edges seeming to merge with her flesh.

’Looking at it...’

’Pulling it out is definitely not an option.’

’Good thing I washed this thing thoroughly several times. Otherwise, just thinking about where it came from would make my skin crawl.’

Seraphina Sinclair suppressed her scattered thoughts and focused her gaze on the notification pages that had been waiting in front of her, reading them one by one.

The one at the top was...

Huh?

’What’s this? Dragon Slayer? A server-wide announcement?’

Even though it was the middle of the night, Seraphina Sinclair didn’t hesitate to click "Yes." After all, this wasn’t the first time she had disturbed people in the dead of night.

In an instant, a window popped up in front of every survivor—whether they were asleep or awake—accompanied by an exceptionally loud, mechanical announcement!

[Congratulations to survivor "Blacktiger Ford" for reaching a milestone achievement and becoming the first Dragon Slayer! Title "Windwhisper Dragonslayer" acquired!]

[With mortal flesh, you faced the dragon’s might. With courage and resolution, you ended a Legend.]

[You are the first survivor to single-handedly defeat the S-Class lord creature, the "Storm Dragon." Your name will be etched into the history of this world alongside this great deed.]

[May this monumental feat illuminate all souls journeying through the darkness.]

The mechanical voice repeated three times, each time louder than the last. Coupled with the unusually long text, even the soundest sleepers among the survivors were jolted awake.

Initially groggy, all the survivors fell silent after clearly seeing the "S-Class" and "Storm Dragon" on the page.

The world channel fell into a strange, deathly silence, as if everyone was processing the utterly shocking information.

A moment later, an unprecedented flood of messages erupted, nearly crashing the channel interface.

"S... S-Class?! Is that the S-Class I’m thinking of?!"

"Dragon Slayer... My god, I thought those D-level and C-level monsters were ridiculous enough, but now someone’s gone and slain a dragon?! An S-Class one at that!"

"Master Blacktiger... What kind of terrifying entity are you?! The last time I saw you, you were collecting some fish and completing some kind of collection, and now you’ve slain a dragon in the blink of an eye?!"

"Windwhisper Dragonslayer... That title... it’s just too cool..."

"Did you guys not read the Description? ’With mortal flesh, you faced the dragon’s might’... An S-Class dragon! What terrifying willpower and strength must that take?"

"Who cares! The master is a badass! Long live Master Blacktiger! I’m bowing down!"

"Am I the only one curious how the master is doing right now? That was dragon-slaying, an S-Class monster... There’s no way they’re completely unscathed, right?"

"Wow, how can you even think about that? This is someone who killed a dragon! An S-Class dragon! The fact that the announcement was even made means they’re still alive. With the master’s abilities, what kind of injury couldn’t they heal from?"

"That must be why the master made the announcement at night, right? Slaying a dragon definitely couldn’t have happened at night. The master must have only made the announcement now because their injuries have already healed, and that’s why they’re revealing it to the public."

"Exactly, I think so too. Why else would they announce it at night? Just to disturb everyone? The reason couldn’t possibly be that simple. As expected of a master."

"This person can kill an S-Class dragon! I struggle to even kill a D-level monster! Why is the gap between people in this world so huge?!"

The discussion in the regional channel was in an uproar. Seraphina Sinclair skimmed through a few messages and saw these strange speculations.

She felt not a ripple of emotion; in fact, she almost wanted to laugh.

’She made the announcement at night simply because it happened to be night when she finished with the fish, she happened to wake up just now, and she casually tapped "Yes."’

’As for "deliberately waiting until her injuries were healed to announce it" or "showcasing the composed demeanor of a master"...’

’Human imagination is always more exciting than reality.’

As for the discussion in the regional channel about whether she was injured...

Seraphina Sinclair didn’t believe that after hearing she could slay an S-Class dragon, anyone would dare to use an Arena Proof on her.

After all, your life is your own.

If someone was truly willing to bet their life on her being weakened, Seraphina Sinclair wouldn’t mind helping them get reincarnated.