Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

A suffocating and terrifying magical aura radiated from Konstantin’s body, spreading across St. Heath’s Academy in an instant.

The oppressive energy was so overwhelming it warped the surrounding space. The previously clear skies darkened with thick clouds, and muffled thunder rumbled ominously within.
The campus fell into chaos.
Parents instinctively shielded their children, ushering them to safety, while the academy’s security personnel rushed to evacuate the crowd and form a defensive perimeter around Konstantin.

Once the situation stabilized, several Dragon Kings and spectral wolf warriors descended from the skies to join the effort to contain Konstantin.
At the center of the field, Konstantin stood shrouded in dense black mist.
His form grew larger, and the dangerous features on his body became increasingly pronounced.

But as the chaos energy surged, these monstrous traits began to “dragonize.”
Before long, Konstantin’s body fully adapted to these transformations, reshaping the foreign traits into organs more compatible with his dragon form.
Unlike the lifeless aura of the past, Konstantin’s presence now felt distinctly dragon-like. However, it was clear this transformation was beyond his control.

“Father, what’s happening to him?”
After ensuring her sisters were safe with their teachers, Noa hurried back to the field.
“Why is Konstantin suddenly so out of control?”
“It’s the Black Dragon Scale,” Leon said, his expression grim.
“The aura he’s emitting—it’s the unmistakable chaos magic of the Scale. I should have seen this coming… I should have known…”

Noa frowned in confusion. “What do you mean? Could you have predicted this?”
Leon’s frustration was directed at himself. He had long known that the Empire’s shadow rulers were tied to the Black Dragon Scale, and that their longevity experiments and fusion techniques originated from the shadow realm.
Konstantin, as a product of these experiments, carried their unmistakable mark.

And that mark was the Black Dragon Scale.
For those who dealt with ancient chaotic entities like the Flame Demon, it wasn’t inconceivable to torture a Dragon King down to nothing more than a head.
“That’s why I should have known this could happen…” Leon murmured bitterly.
“ROAR!”

Konstantin, now engulfed in black energy, threw his head back and let out a deafening roar.
Dark purple flames spewed from his mouth, indiscriminately attacking everything around him.
Fortunately, the academy’s defensive personnel, along with the Dragon Kings, erected a magical barrier just in time to block the chaotic assault and trap Konstantin within.
But it was only a temporary solution.
Everyone could sense that the chaotic energy radiating from Konstantin was growing stronger by the second.

“What’s gotten into that fire-breather?!”
“This is St. Heath’s Academy—he can’t just run wild here!”
“Damn it, this isn’t normal magic. It’s downright chilling…”
The gathered Dragon Kings muttered nervously amongst themselves.
Isha, who had been helping evacuate students, rushed back to the scene.
“What’s going on? He was fine just a moment ago, chatting with us. How did this happen so suddenly?”

Leon clenched his fists tightly.
“I’ll explain later. Right now, we need to focus on containing the situation.”
Before he could say more, the sound of the magical barrier shattering echoed across the field.
Konstantin let out a low growl and lunged forward, his massive form closing the distance in an instant. A nearby guard barely had time to react before Konstantin struck him with a devastating blow, sending him flying several meters.

Other guards quickly stepped in, spreading their dragon wings and extending their claws in an attempt to pin Konstantin down.
But Konstantin simply released an explosive wave of chaotic energy, throwing them all back effortlessly.
In the brief moment of reprieve, a barrage of dragonfire rained down on Konstantin. The sheer intensity and density of the attack would have overwhelmed even the strongest Dragon Kings.

Yet—
Konstantin stood his ground.
With a deafening roar, he dispersed the flames with a single, earth-shaking bellow.

“ROAR!”
A deep crimson dragon shadow collided with Konstantin at high speed.
Despite his newly enlarged form, Konstantin was dwarfed by the sheer size of the attacking dragon. Isha, in her full dragon form, effortlessly sent Konstantin flying into a nearby storage building.

The structure crumbled under the impact, burying Konstantin beneath rubble.
Isha transformed back into her human form as Leon hurried to her side.
“His aura is cold, almost like a lifeless dragon,” she muttered.

Leon nodded, his brows furrowed deeply.
“He seems completely out of control… Or worse…”
Before he could finish, a wave of chaotic energy surged from the rubble.
The next moment, the debris exploded outward, and Konstantin emerged, his towering form now more fearsome than ever.

His body was enveloped in dark purple flames, and his dragonized features were even more pronounced. The earlier combined attack from the Dragon Kings had left no visible damage.
“This… This is impossible! Even if he survived, he shouldn’t be unscathed!”
“Do you feel it? His aura—it’s changed again…”

Another Dragon King spoke up.
“Rumor has it Konstantin acquired the power of the Primordial Dragon King during his expedition to the Far North. But this chaotic energy—it’s not primordial at all.”
The remark struck a chord with Leon.
His gaze sharpened as he analyzed the terrifying figure before him.
“The Black Dragon Scale can unleash chaos magic. And Konstantin also carries the Primordial energy he seized from the ruins in the Far North.”

“And if those two forces combine…”
Leon’s pupils dilated in realization, his voice trembling with disbelief.
“Tiamat, the Dragon God…”

The others stared at Konstantin in shock as the weight of Leon’s words settled over them.
The chaos magic and primordial energy had fused into a horrifying new power—a power that hadn’t been seen since the ancient age of the dragons.
Konstantin’s body was no longer his own. The chaotic fusion had turned him into something far beyond any Dragon King’s understanding.

“Father! They can’t hurt him! Stop them, please!”
Hefei sobbed uncontrollably, clinging to her teacher’s sleeve as she watched the Dragon Kings prepare another devastating assault.
Her teacher embraced her tightly, [N O V E L I G H T] offering no words of comfort.

On the field, the collected magical energy of the Dragon Kings erupted toward Konstantin.
Amidst the blinding explosions and relentless waves of power, Konstantin’s roar echoed through the chaos.
When the smoke finally cleared, the figure that emerged sent chills through everyone present.

Konstantin’s massive frame stood unscathed, his body radiating an even more overwhelming aura.
For a brief moment, even the Dragon Kings hesitated.
Leon stared at the transformed Konstantin, his heart torn between worry for his old rival and the undeniable threat he now posed.

“The Black Dragon Scale can unleash chaos magic, and Konstantin also carries the Primordial power he seized from the ruins beneath the Far North.”
“And when these two forces combine, doesn’t that mean…”
Leon’s pupils widened sharply as the realization struck him. He murmured in disbelief,
“Tiamat… the Dragon God!”