The First Dragon God-Chapter 123: Tournament Begins, Leaderboard Ranking

The soft sound of silence filled the dimly lit apartment. The air hung still, heavy with a strange tension that seemed to seep through the very walls.

The night outside was eerily calm, almost as if the entire world was holding its breath, waiting.

Ves stood beside Leo’s bed, her gaze fixed on his unmoving form. His chest rose and fell steadily, but the deep bruises and freshly wrapped bandages that covered him from head to toe served as a constant reminder of how close he had been to death. Again.

After Tatiana left, Ves had watched over Leo for a while. But with no sign that he would wake anytime soon, she had reluctantly stepped away.

He needed rest, and while she wished she could do more, the least she could do was ensure there would be food waiting for him when he woke.

The kitchen felt too quiet as Ves moved around, gathering ingredients. She glanced out the cracked window, watching the city’s ruined skyline bathed in silver moonlight.

Shadows stretched across broken streets, silent and foreboding. The city had grown quieter these past days. Too quiet. As if it too was waiting.

Her fingers worked automatically, slicing the last of the mutant boar meat they had been rationing. The thick cuts glistened under the pale kitchen lights.

The aroma of roasting meat soon filled the air—a smell that had become familiar, comforting even.

The mutant boar’s meat no longer granted stat boosts, but its rich flavor and nutritional value made it a staple they couldn’t afford to waste.

Ves stirred the pot absentmindedly, her thoughts drifting.

Tomorrow. The tournament. The event that would throw them all into chaos.

She shivered at the thought, her hand tightening around the spoon.

Leo—who had thrown himself into one impossible battle after another. Who had taken beatings that would have killed anyone else. Who, despite it all, kept moving forward. Reckless. Stubborn. Determined.

And it terrified her.

Her thoughts trailed off as she glanced toward Leo’s room. He hadn’t stirred since Tatiana had brought him back.

Seeing him unconscious, covered in wounds, barely breathing—her heart had nearly stopped.

She hated how helpless it made her feel. How all she could do was stand there and watch.

And tomorrow, it begins again. The thought gnawed at her. The tournament would be worse. More brutal. No rules. No mercy. If Leo wasn’t careful…

Ves shook her head, forcing the thoughts away. She finished preparing the meal and plated it carefully.

The rich scent of the cooked boar’s meat filled the air, thick and savory. She picked up a plate and walked back to Leo’s room.

The door creaked softly as she entered. The faint moonlight filtering through the window bathed Leo’s pale face in silver. His expression was peaceful, despite the bruises and cuts.

Ves sat beside him, balancing the plate on her lap. As she ate, she kept stealing glances at him. His breathing remained steady, but the tension in her chest refused to ease.

"You’re so close," she whispered. "You just need to wake up."

Hours passed.

The night deepened, and the world outside grew impossibly still.

Ves remained at Leo’s side. The plate was empty now, resting on a small table nearby.

She pulled her knees to her chest, resting her chin atop them as she continued to watch over him.

The dim glow of the city outside did little to chase away the heaviness in the air.

A faint sound began to creep through the silence.

Ves frowned, lifting her head.

The sound grew louder.

She stood abruptly, her eyes narrowing as a faint pulse ran through the floor. The air thickened. The shadows deepened. The entire world seemed to be holding its breath.

Her heart started to pound.

"No... It’s too soon."

Then, outside the window—

A brilliant, blinding flash of light exploded across the sky.

Ves rushed to the window, throwing it open.

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The city skyline was bathed in a crimson glow. High above, stretching across the heavens like a banner of war, a massive leaderboard appeared.

Golden text shimmered against a blood-red backdrop. The letters glowed, casting their eerie light down upon the ruined city.

The world seemed to freeze.

A cold, mechanical voice echoed everywhere. It wasn’t heard through the ears but in the mind—deep, resonant, and absolute.

[The Convergence Tournament Begins Now.]

Ves stepped back from the window, her breath caught in her throat.

The voice continued, cold and unfeeling.

[All Participants Will Now Be Ranked.]

[Ranking Leaderboard.]

[#1: Rargan.

Origin: Infernal Realm.

Race: Demon.

Rank: Exalted.]

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The leaderboard shimmered, lines of text shifting and rearranging.

Ves stared in shock as the names began to appear.

The top contenders from other realms she didn’t recognize. More than half of the ranking was occupied by Demon race, and it sent a very unpleasant chill down her spine.

As the list continued, she finally some familiar names., recognising two of them due to some similarities with a certain someone name.

[#67: Lucian von Carstein.

Origin: First prince of Crimson Fall Realm.

Race: Vampire.

Rank: Exalted.]

She recognised this person as he has the same last name as Tatiana.

The ranking continued and the second familiar name appeared.

[#72: Tatiana von Carstein.

Origin: First princess of Crimson Fall Realm.

Race: Vampire.

Rank: Exalted.]

[#85: Liliana von Carstein.

Origin: Second princess of Crimson Fall Realm.

Race: Vampire.

Rank: Exalted.]

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"85th position... She’s strong but just how strong?" Ves asked herself with her eyes narrowed.

She continued watching the ranking and there—glowing faintly at the bottom of the list—

[#100: Leo Astranox

Origin: &#@&#@#&@#

Race: &#@&#@#&@#

Rank: Evolved.]

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Ves’ blood ran cold when she saw Leo’s information on the leaderboard ranking.

Immediately after the ranking appeared, she felt a huge wave of energy enveloping Leo and the entirely.

At first a faint image of a purple-golden sun appeared in the room, filling it with its light.

Seeing the image of the sun, Ves felt like she was standing in from of a insurmountable monster. A monster that could erase her out of existence with a glance.

Her body tensed up and when she tried to breath, she found herself unable to. Her 3lga were also shaking and on the brink of giving out. But just as the last moment, the sun disappeared and the massive pressure along with it.

Ves took a deep breath and steadied herself. After the sun disappeared, she had no idea why but she felt something telling her to look back at the Leo’s ranking on the leaderboard again.

[#100: Leo Astranox

Origin: Earth’s native. Son of Astragar, the third dragon prince, and Elunara, the caretaker goddess of the world tree, Yggdrasill.

Race: Human, Dragon, God.

Rank: Evolved.]

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"Holy..."