First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255: Selene’s Arrival

A streak of blazing gold tore through the night sky, roaring downwards like a fiery comet, illuminating the clearing in stark, brilliant flashes.

The oppressive silence shattered instantly as the impact shook the earth violently, sending shockwaves rippling outward and launching plumes of ash, dust, and splinters into the air.

Trees buckled, bent sharply under the explosive force, embers swirling in chaotic spirals, momentarily igniting the darkness into a vivid crimson glow.

Everyone instinctively shielded their faces, squinting against the harsh radiance. Lucan staggered back, raising his arm defensively as the residual shockwave buffeted him fiercely.

Fiora protectively clutched Orion’s unconscious form closer, turning her scaled shoulders towards the blast to shield him, while Rina and Magi moved in front of Orion to protect him.

Slowly, the dazzling flames dimmed, coalescing into a single figure standing straight at the epicenter of devastation.

Selene rose from her crouch, the lingering fire around her boots smoldering softly, dissipating in wisps.

Her dark cloak fluttered around her slender frame, still caught by the remnants of the heat and mana radiating from her arrival.

Selene’s eyes were sharp, blazing not with uncontrolled anger, but with icy fury meticulously restrained beneath a veneer of chilling composure.

Each step toward Orion was deliberate and heavy, commanding an instinctive silence from everyone present. Without a word, they parted cautiously, compelled by the sheer weight of her presence.

Lucan stepped forward hesitantly, breaking the fragile silence. His voice was tight, breath still uneven from battle fatigue. "Lady Selene," he began gravely, swallowing hard, "the Young Master... he faced a Tier 7 alone. He underwent evolution mid-battle. I’ve never witnessed anything like it. Fiora transformed as well, but he... he annihilated the enemy single-handedly, despite the severe backlash on himself."

Selene paused briefly, gaze flickering toward Lucan, absorbing his words silently yet intently.

Her eyes drifted briefly to Fiora, noting the girl’s draconic appearance with a single, unreadable glance. Fiora’s gaze lowered, humbled by the intensity of that silent scrutiny.

Magi stood frozen, almost unnoticed, his heart pounding furiously as he quietly marveled at the overwhelming power and grace radiating from the legendary runesmith.

With delicate slowness, Selene knelt beside Orion, her movements now gentle, contrasting starkly against the destructive power of her entrance.

The battlefield’s tension melted away for a single heartbeat, replaced by an overwhelming solemnity as Selene took in Orion’s battered form.

His breaths came shallowly, faintly audible, each inhale a contrast against the strain ravaging his body. His scales were bloodied and tarnished, his aura flickering weakly like fading embers, the proud draconic features now dulled by exhaustion and injury.

Her fingers, trembling almost imperceptibly, reached gently to brush aside a bloodied strand of his dark hair. Her expression softened into tenderness, her gaze filled with a painful tenderness reserved solely for him.

Her lips quivered slightly, yet no tears fell—her strength holding even in the face of profound grief and worry.

"You always push too hard..." she whispered, voice barely audible, tinged deeply with sorrow and helpless frustration.

Fiora, feeling the silence unbearable, tentatively spoke, voice trembling. "Madam Selene, Young Master fought desperately. He kept pushing even when the evolution started. He... wouldn’t stop. Even when his body was tearing itself apart."

Rina quietly nodded in confirmation, her voice shaky but clear. "His heart is still beating strongly... but we don’t know what state he’s in. He hasn’t woken."

Selene didn’t respond immediately. Instead, her attention turned sharply to the flaming runic artifact on her wrist, her fingers deftly activating it.

Bright, intricate flames bloomed outward, gently flowing around Orion’s body, illuminating him softly as a delicate, methodical scan was performed. As the flames traced his battered form, Selene’s expression darkened further, lips tightening into a thin, grim line.

The flames faded, leaving only a faint shimmering residue in the air. Selene clenched her fist tightly, her knuckles turning white as she absorbed the devastating diagnostic results: critical internal collapse, severe strain on his newly ignited Life Fire, dangerously unstable Affinity Rune, shattered Mana Channels.

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