Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Once the soul-burning purple flames lost their light, the aftermath of Raphael's Flames of Hell unfolded.

After a minute of holocaustic bathing, the chunks of the Dark Ancient Dragon were reduced to ashes. Aside from those, the sand was scorched, and there are even glowing molten glasses scattered around the area.

Peering down from the sky, Raphael inspects the remains of the Ancient Dragon. As he had expected, his version of Double Purple was not enough to slay the immortal dragon.

A few seconds later, the ashes, which were formerly an ancient dragon, started to move. They dragged on the sand and seemed to be moving towards a certain spot, which was actually true.

The ashes accumulated and gathered in a spot, forming a mound a hundred meters wide. They piled on top of each other, and something bizarre was happening before Raphael's eyes.

From the mountain of ashes, something was about to shape and protrude. Then, something like a limb rose from the ashes and extended upright.

As if climbing up from its grave, the black dragon has risen from the ashes, and a brand new black dragon has been rebuilt anew. Upon resurrection, the dragon proudly spread its six majestic onyx wings.

(What are you, a Phoenix?!) Raphael inwardly shouted, witnessing a strangely unconventional scene.

The event that was happening in front of him was somewhat akin to a phoenix's revival, the process of returning from the dead through ashes.

Unbeknownst to him, phoenixes do really exist in this world. But only inhabited on the land other than the two continents.

"DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? I AM UNDEFEATED, INVINCIBLE, AND INEVITABLE."

"Shit!"

Right after the dragon regained its prime form, the black dragon fired an ultrafast, yellow-colored lightning breathe, to which Raphael barely reacted and evaded.

"Take this! Icicle Dragons!"

Upon his command, two long, ice-blue Chinese dragons sprouted from the sand. Those are the Water Magic Level 8 Icicle Dragons, and they were attempting to restrain the black dragon, but—

Ker-chk!

With just a single swing of its mighty arm, the ice dragons were shattered into countless pieces.

The hardness and durability of those Icicle Dragons were not something to be taken lightly of. But for an Ancient Dragon, whose Level is above common sense, those are nothing but fragile glass.

"TAKE THIS!"

After literally breaking the spell of Raphael, the dragon sent an invisible spell towards its target.

"Hhnn—?!" Raphael gasped in pain.

Raphael rotated his entire body to evade an unseen gigantic Air Vortex Cannon that flew fast toward his body. Raphael barely managed to protect his vital parts, but he was not left unharmed.

Upon laying his eyes on his left arm, his left hand went missing. His hand has been blown away by the attack of the dragon, but was regenerated instantly by his unique skill, Invincible One.

If he had taken the force head-on, his body would have been burst open like a squishy, well-fed, swelling mosquito. That was close, he thought, and then reflexively cast a spell.

"Holy Light! Luminous Orbs!"

A dozen radiant, foot-wide orbs were conjured around Raphael, and he threw them forward. It was not his attack, but rather his measures to counter the spell that the dragon sent.

Light was a lethal attribute to darkness, so when the Level 4 Light Magic hit the Dark Spheres of the dragon, the light neutralized the darkness and dissipated halfway without a single explosion.

With the Level 10: Malignant Darkness that was imbued in each of the orbs, Raphael had to endow Level 10: Holy Light upon his attacks in order to make his spells equally potent as the dragon's.

"Light Cannons!"

Then Raphael fired dozens of beams of light to purify the excessively huge Black Spears the dragon had cast. The same elements involved yield the same result.

Seeing its spells vanish into nothing, the dragon rocketed itself into the air and drew the gap between them closer. Of course, its massive body blew up the sand and obstructed the view.

Before the dragon snapped its mount, Raphael cast Warp and transported himself to the dragon's wide back to avoid being crushed by its sharp, monstrous teeth.

Upon landing on its black back, Raphael struck his blade through the gaps of its tough scales and activated a certain skill of his. He never used it against a certain level, so he came up with the idea and tried it since he got the opportunity.

Crack!

But no matter how hard he maximized the power of his hidden ability, the dragon was just too powerful for his Anti-Skill unique skill. The dragon unconsciously broke his skill every time he tried to inject it into his body.

Raphael concluded that if he disabled the dragon's Immortal unique skill for just a minute, his victory might increase significantly. But alas, he had concluded that his plan was disabled as well.

"HMPH. THERE IS A FLY ON MY BACK."

As soon as the dragon muttered that mockery, but given the vast difference between their sizes, it was technically somewhere true, and the dragon released an aura that burned out.

"Gah!"

Perceiving the intention of the dragon, Raphael was just a hairbreadth ahead and instantly teleported before the burning hot Fire Magic Level 9: Burning Effulgence inflamed his body.

Even though he was a few hundreds of meters away from the dragon, the intensity of the Burning Effulgence still embraced his skin.

Due to the activation of the Blue Flame, the bluish cloak blew its temperature sky-high, at least a thousand degrees Celsius at far as a kilometer. From afar, the dragon seemed to look like a blazing sun. So many would mistake it for the real deal at first glance.

Thankfully, his magical defense, resistances, defensive and regenerative skills, and his gear protected his body from being burned.

Incidentally, his gears were capable of withstanding the power of the Infinite Regeneration extra skill. Thus, his garments will immediately repair themselves once damaged.

(Even my Anti-Skill cannot suppress its Immortal, huh? Just how defiant this dragon could become?)