Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 505 - 059 Subjugation

Frost Giant Usman, at the first face-to-face encounter, was pulled into the illusory realm created by Austin’s dream realm law techniques.

This illusion is not an ordinary illusion, nor are they magic tricks at level 0 which can be easily broken.

The illusion developed by Austin based on the dream realm power is both illusory and real.

Reality intertwined with illusion.

This concept is drawn from some psychological insights Austin observed from the Spiritual Energy Awakening Plane.

For instance, when you see someone beside you pricked by a needle, blood spurting out, your own finger reflexively feels a stabbing pain.

Another example is a rumored ancient experiment where a prisoner is locked in a chamber, with his arm extended through a bowl-sized hole in the wall to another room, told that his punishment is to bleed to death.

Meanwhile, a cut is made on the arm in another room, alongside a dripping water device.

In darkness, the prisoner hears the drip, drip, drip of water,

eventually entering a state of bleeding to exhaustion, even though the wound on his arm had already healed, and the amount of blood was far from life-threatening.

There is yet another similar example,

where a king in ancient times conducted an experiment.

A prisoner condemned to be beheaded was brought under the guillotine.

Blindfolded.

His neck fixed on the block, then the sound of the guillotine dropping was simulated on the side, while a line of cold water dripped from above onto the prisoner’s neck.

As a result, the prisoner’s head was "cut off" by the line of cold water, body separated from head.

This is a strong psychological implication effect.

Even if externally not so, under strong psychological implication, similar situations may occur.

Austin’s illusion combines such strong psychological implication phenomena.

Furthermore, due to the existence of dream realm law, the implication power combined with some law origin Austin mastered, exhibited even more terrifying power.

Usman, who was pulled into the volcanic cluster domain’s illusory realm at the first moment, was completely unaware that a force powerful enough to destroy him had gathered in the real world.

Perhaps at the last moment, he realized it.

But it was too late to turn the tables.

This battle, occurring within a few breaths, seemed as though Austin effortlessly swung a hand and then transformed into an earth-shattering Mola Hand that crushed Frost Giant Usman to death.

But in reality,

It contained nearly all of Austin’s power within it.

Including the full exertion of dream realm law to pull Usman into the illusory world, his bursting aura triggering the celestial secret aura, a convergence of various law powers interlocking, sealing the void of heaven and earth, accumulating a stormy strike, which laid the foundation for the palm that annihilated Usman.

In terms of realm, compared to Austin, Frost Giant Usman may not have appeared to have such a significant difference.

However, Austin, who has developed his own power over time, experienced landscapes of two worlds, and fully digested the power system knowledge of both worlds, far surpassed Frost Giant Usman.

Disregarding the shocked feelings of Princess Sarah and others.

Austin soared into the sky as if the earth shrank beneath his feet, landing atop a glacial peak in the blink of an eye.

The heavily injured White Dragon Casares blinked wide-eyed, looking at Austin in shock.

Having seen it all from Frost Giant Usman’s arrival to Austin’s decisive strike that utterly obliterated him.

Feeling Usman’s presence completely disappear,

Casares was certain; this was no illusion!

"You are..."

The figure in front of him was not tall but exuded a terrifying aura that made him tremble with fear.

Shivering.

Moreover, there seemed to be an aura akin to the Dragon Race.

Being from the Giant Dragon Race enabled him to sense it.

"White Dragon Casares?"

Austin did not show his true form, his gaze lingering meaningfully at the white dragon below the glacier, with an unruffled expression yet imposing an overwhelming pressure on Casares from above.

"You are, a native white dragon living on the Dolan Glacier Plateau...If it weren’t for my passing, you would probably be dead under this frost giant’s hand now."

"So, as repayment for saving your life, what do you think you should offer in return?"

The voice was calm but carried an undeniable authority, an intangible pressure spreading like a mountain range.

Originally thinking that with the deaths of Frost Giant King Laufey beforehand under his hand, it would lead to changes on the Dolan Glacier Plateau, possibly allowing the white dragon to reclaim its home.

And he could seize the opportunity to establish a transit hub in the center of the Dolan Glacier Plateau to connect Ireland and the Kawa Great Forest.

But now, it seemed as if there were other unexpected occurrences.

The living struggles between the white dragon clan on this glacial plateau and the frost giants, not only did not change due to Frost Giant King Laufey’s death but rather pushed the white dragon into dire straits, nearing extinction.

Thus, he had to alter his initial plan.

The white dragon Casares before him might be a key for Austin to establish himself on the Dolan Glacier Plateau.

Moreover, Austin’s power left him with no room for refusal.

"Serve me for a hundred years, or else, you’ll forever become one with this cold glacier!"

The voice was indifferent, yet it exuded an irrefutable connotation.

This wasn’t exploiting someone’s vulnerability.

After all, without Austin, Casares would likely be long dead.

The cost of life was not heavy.

"....."

White Dragon Casares was about to erupt in fury, but in the next moment, catching his breath, under the tremendous pressure, the "no" stuck in his throat couldn’t be spoken.

Bearing his body’s discomfort, Casares lowly roared in anger:

"I am of legendary, the noble bloodline of Dolan’s white dragons; you cannot do this..."

"That’s why you’re not dead yet."

Austin directly interrupted his words, his sharp gaze piercing through empty space to meet his eyes.

"Submit, or die!"

The voice held no fluctuation, akin to high and mighty Divine spirit.

At that moment, Casares felt as if facing an ancient Giant, the godly majesty like a prison, vast as the sky, overwhelming pressure enveloping everything, those eyes as though penetrating his pupils, piercing into his mental mind.

As if, in a single thought, his life would vanish.

"I, I...fine....."

Finally, White Dragon Casares’s proud head lowered.

His life in the grasp of another, submission was inevitable.

"Rest assured, a hundred years is but two more naps for the Dragon Race, by then you may leave on your own will."

"Now, tell me, what exactly is your current situation...."