The First Dragon God-Chapter 129: Fighting Dwellers

The ground beneath Leo’s legs felt brittle, like it would crumble away if he stood still for too long.

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Leo could feel it in his bones, the sickening sense that everything around him was slowly being undone.

It wasn’t just the land; it was the very fabric of reality that seemed to be disintegrating in this place. But there was no time to think about that as more of the Dwellers were coming.

The first wave had tested him. It had thrown him into the chaos, forced him to adjust and sharpen his instincts. But now? Now they were coming in droves. And they were faster. Deadlier. Relentless.

Leo tightened his grip on Nightshade, feeling the smoothness of the hilt in his hand.

He rolled his shoulders, his muscles sore but slowly getting accustomed to the rhythm of the battle. The fight was becoming more familiar, but the Dwellers were far from predictable.

One of them lunged at him, its limbs stretching unnaturally long, the claws slashing down toward his neck.

Leo saw it coming in the corner of his eye and leapt to the side just in time. The creature’s talons carved deep gashes into the ground where he had been standing, leaving behind jagged trenches of blackened earth.

Without hesitation, Leo swung Nightshade in a vicious arc. The blade cut through the Dweller’s midsection, meeting resistance but slicing cleanly.

The dark viscous blood splattered across his arms, a sticky substance that clung to his skin like tar.

The creature screeched—a horrid, guttural sound that set his teeth on edge. It twisted violently, its body writhing in a grotesque parody of life, before disintegrating into a cloud of black dust.

Leo didn’t have time to catch his breath. Another Dweller came at him from behind, the movement so fast it was almost a blur.

His instincts kicked in, and he dropped low, twisting his body as a clawed hand swiped just above his head.

As the creature’s claws carved through the air like a blade, the wind from the strike was sharp, a searing chill that left a sting on his skin.

He spun, bringing Nightshade up in a swift upward slash. The Dweller reacted unnaturally fast, its body twisting mid-air, twisting like liquid shadows to avoid the blow.

But Leo wasn’t done. As his feet landed, he surged forward, throwing his shoulder into the creature’s torso. The impact was brutal, sending both of them skidding across the cracked earth.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Leo drove his knee into the Dweller’s chest to pin it down, his muscles straining with the force.

He took a sharp exhale, his breath coming in heavy gasps, and plunged Nightshade straight through its skull. The creature convulsed once, then disintegrated into dust.

Leo pushed himself up, his breath ragged, sweat dripping down his forehead. He barely had time to steady himself before the next one came. And then another. And another.

The battle had been going on for what felt like an eternity. Leo had started out hesitant, unsure of his footing. But now? Now his body was reacting faster, each movement more fluid, more instinctive.

He wasn’t just swinging blindly anymore. His strikes were calculated, and his footing was more stable, more secure. The unpredictability of the Dwellers still threw him off, but he was adjusting. Adapting.

Tatiana fought not far from him, her form a blur of motion. Blood spears rained from her hands, skewering multiple Dwellers in quick succession. Each strike was calculated, each movement precise.

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Leo couldn’t help but admire her efficiency, the way she made it look so effortless. But he didn’t have the luxury of watching her. He had his own battle to fight.

A low growl sent a jolt of tension through Leo’s spine. He turned just as a Dweller leaped from the side. It was fast—too fast—and Leo barely had time to react.

He threw himself backward, narrowly dodging the strike. The creature’s claws slashed down where he had been just a moment ago, the wind from its attack a biting chill against his skin.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, Leo twisted his body, raising Nightshade just in time to block an incoming strike from another Dweller.

The force of the blow sent vibrations up his arms, nearly making him drop his weapon. The creature snarled as it pressed down against his blade, its glowing eyes burning with a malice that made Leo’s stomach twist.

Leo gritted his teeth, his muscles straining as he pushed back with all his strength. He planted his foot against the creature’s abdomen and kicked with everything he had.

The Dweller staggered back, but before it could recover, Leo lunged forward, driving his blade deep into its chest.

The moment it dissolved, another took its place.

Relentless. They just kept coming.

Leo ducked instinctively as a Dweller’s claws sliced through the air above his head. He rolled to the side, coming up just in time to see two more closing in on him from both sides. He had no time to think. His body moved on instinct.

He surged forward toward the Dweller on his right, catching it off guard. He slammed the hilt of Nightshade into its head, dazing it for a brief moment before spinning on his heel and slashing at the other.

The blade connected, severing its arm at the elbow. The Dweller screeched, but it didn’t fall. It didn’t retreat.

Leo didn’t have time to waste. He twisted his body again, driving his blade into the first Dweller’s throat before yanking it free in one swift motion. The creature dissolved into black dust before it could make another sound.

Leo’s breath was coming in sharp bursts now. His muscles burned, and sweat trickled down his face, mixing with the grime and dark ichor splattered across his skin. His body was starting to feel the strain, but he couldn’t stop.

The Dwellers also weren’t slowing down.

More of them emerged from the horizon, their grotesque forms shifting and writhing in the distance.

Leo clenched his jaw, his grip tightening around Nightshade. He was holding his ground, but he needed to be faster. He needed to be stronger. He needed to push past the limits of his body.

A heavy presence settled over the battlefield. The air seemed to vibrate, the oppressive weight of something powerful pressing down on his shoulders.

Tatiana stopped mid-movement, her gaze snapping upward.

Leo followed her gaze.

His breath hitched.

A shadow loomed overhead, growing larger by the second. Something was descending from above.

A streak of darkness tore through the sky, heading straight for them. It moved with an unnatural speed, faster than anything Leo had ever seen. The air around it warped, bending under the pressure.

Leo tightened his grip on Nightshade, his mind racing. The Dwellers were one thing. They were relentless, sure. But this? This felt like something else entirely. Something even more dangerous.

The Dwellers paused, as if sensing the new arrival. The battlefield fell into an eerie silence, the air thick with tension. Leo’s heart hammered in his chest as he took in the sight of the shadow.

It was enormous. Dark wings spread wide, casting a vast shadow over the battlefield. The creature’s silhouette was a blend of claws, fangs, and wings.

The shape of its body shifted as it came closer, flowing like liquid darkness. The moment it hit the ground, the earth trembled beneath its weight.

And then, its eyes locked onto him and Tatiana.

A chill ran down his spine.

This was no ordinary monster.

The ground beneath him seemed to tremble as the creature’s wings unfurled, their span enough to block out the sky. And as it hovered in the air, Leo knew this battle was far from over.

"Leo, that’s an Abyssal Fiend. Get ready for the battle of your life," Tatiana said, and Leo nodded.