I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 561

He had known all along that this was a sovereign decayed to its absolute limit.

Even so, the aura inherent to its species and its identity as a destroyer stood out completely unchanged.

’It’s like this right now—if its body were fully intact, it would’ve been completely hopeless.’

In human terms, its lower half was entirely gone, forcing it to fight relying solely on its two arms.

Even now, Grylls had to fight with every hair standing on end; had its lower body been intact, it would have been exponentially more dangerous.

In that case, this was an opportunity. He shifted his gaze to check on his companions. Fortunately, everyone had safely dodged the initial attack.

Though the creature poured out its ferocious aura, blasting breath attacks and swinging its forepaws ruthlessly, his allies were unharmed.

Just as Heukgu said, it possessed no intellect and fought them purely on primal instinct.

’Still, getting hit even once could send me straight to the grave.’

By size alone, it was two to three times larger than the frilled lizard—even without a lower body.

Having devised a strategy based on Heukgu’s intel and Cain’s past experience:

Victory was within reach. Grylls rummaged through his Subspace Backpack and pulled out a bottle.

Though it looked like clear water, it was Holy Water crafted by Asella herself.

Shatter!

He hurled the bottle with all his might. The Bone Dragon filled his entire field of vision, so it hit regardless of aim.

Even if they were the bones of an ancient ruler, an undead was still an undead.

Szzzzzz!

The moment the Holy Water made contact, the bone melted and trickled down. It was definitely effective.

To the undead, Holy Water was absolute poison. The problem was the sheer volume required.

As Heukgu had mentioned earlier, defeating this creature with Holy Water alone would require a dam’s worth of liquid.

"----!!!"

In the end, what Grylls did was nothing more than a minor provocation.

Realizing damage had been done to its body, the Bone Dragon screeched hideously and glared at him.

Faint light gleamed within its hollow eye sockets. Who could possibly look at this monster and think it was dead?

Fuuuuwoooosh!

Before long, the Bone Dragon gathered a blazing inferno within its jaws, fully focused on Grylls.

Grylls activated Body-Protecting Gangqi across his entire physique, then glanced at Bbareumbo. He intended to charge straight through the breath attack.

Bbareumbo seemed to sense his plan, slightly raising his head before slowly bringing up his arm.

FWOOOOOOSH!!!

A tempestuous wave of flames surged toward him. Grylls charged straight ahead.

It might have looked like madness, but he had a solid ace up his sleeve.

SLASH!

As expected, Bbareumbo swung his claws with explosive force. Multiple strands of Sword Qi cleaved the wave of flames clean apart.

It wasn’t just ordinary Sword Qi, but enhanced by the properties of the custom gloves Grylls had personally crafted.

Its frightening power split even the dragon’s breath attack right down the middle.

CLANG!

Yet despite the potency of that Sword Qi, it failed to inflict direct damage onto the Bone Dragon’s skeleton.

It merely stumbled from the kinetic impact; not a single crack appeared on its bones.

’This alone is enough.’

The Bone Dragon jolted backward from the shockwave, naturally interrupting its breath attack.

Having no living flesh, it felt no pain, but physical momentum was another matter.

"Ah-ah-ah~ Ah-ah~ Ah-ah-ah~"

Listening to Maengkkongi singing passionately atop his head, Grylls closed in on the Bone Dragon.

The song featured an exquisite female vocal chorus, carrying a somber, melancholic overtone.

As if expressing the fallen, tragic passage of time endured by the Bone Dragon they fought.

Shaking off the poetic thought, Grylls gripped Mistilteinn tightly and swung it with full force.

The target was the Bone Dragon’s skull. No matter how Adamantium-hard these bones were, hitting them repeatedly would break them eventually.

CRACK!

There was no need to hit it multiple times. With a single strike, a massive fissure spiderwebbed across the entire skull.

The point of direct impact caved in, blowing a hole straight through. Utilizing the mechanics of Thousand-Pound Weight made it possible.

"-----!"

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Of course, direct damage to the Bone Dragon was practically nonexistent. As emphasized before, it was an undead.

A body incapable of feeling pain rendered such superficial damage meaningless.

On top of that, the shattered and cracked skull began regenerating.

KABOOM!

It slammed its massive foreleg into him. Though protected by Body-Protecting Gangqi, he couldn’t prevent himself from being launched into the distance.

Just as the Bone Dragon prepared to fire another breath attack, Cain drew its attention first.

[Huuup!!!]

CRUNCH!

Aiming for the wrist—relatively weaker than the skull—Cain smashed his iron coffin like a flail into it.

Cain’s coffin was made of a material no less durable than Adamantium, backed by the terrifying physical strength unique to a Dullahan.

Stumble-

Lacking a lower body, the Bone Dragon relied entirely on its forelegs to support its weight.

Striking its wrist under those circumstances naturally caused its balance to collapse rapidly.

SLASH!

Ludwig immediately stepped up next, severing the fractured wrist with his sword.

His sword was crafted from a near-identical alloy, making slicing through the broken bone effortless.

Consequently, the Bone Dragon’s balance tilted entirely to one side.

Though it tried to force out a breath attack anyway, the blast veered completely wide.

Now was the chance. Just as he had practiced at the Shelter, Grylls swung Mistilteinn mid-air as if hurling it forward.

Concentrating all center of mass into the weapon’s counterweight via Thousand-Pound Weight, his whole body naturally catapulted toward it.

"Bbieee-eeng!!!"

At the sudden acceleration, even Maengkkongi cut off his singing and let out a cute shriek.

Regrettably, there was no room to care for Maengkkongi. Grylls’s mind and body were entirely locked onto Mistilteinn.

An accelerated strike brings immense destructive power. What if one combined that with Aura and Thousand-Pound Weight?

KRAOOOOM!

It unlocked power capable of shattering even a dragon’s bone like glass.

The strike was so devastating that it completely smashed through the frontal bone of the Bone Dragon’s skull, driving Grylls straight into its mouth cavity.

’What the? Why is it so pitch black?’

He thought light would filter in since it was a skeleton, but far from it.

It was pitch dark on all sides, as if he had entered the gullet of a living creature.

Standing around foolishly while the monster regenerated would mean trouble.

So he searched for an opening and quickly exited. The interior was dark, but the breach wasn’t sealed shut yet.

"-----!!!"

Flailing its front legs once more, the Bone Dragon went wild.

Though the difficulty was lower than anticipated, they still hadn’t found the decisive key.

The ’heart’ Heukgu mentioned wasn’t visible at all. A heart ought to be located near the chest.

"Why the hell can’t I see the heart! Say something!"

"That’s because you keep aiming for its head. The heart is inside the body."

Well, isn’t that a common-sense answer. Grylls let out a dry laugh at Heukgu’s reply.

It wasn’t like Grylls didn’t know that. But looking inside the ribcage revealed no heart, and that was the problem.

Perhaps the structure required actually stepping inside the ribcage to see it. Just like when he had entered the skull moments ago.

In the end, he had to force the issue. Grylls shouted to his group:

"The breath attack is annoying, so I’m snapping its neck bones first! Target the forelegs like before!"

Their role was clear: attack the forelegs to throw off its balance.

This tactic was viable because the Bone Dragon had no lower body, offering their highest chance of success.

’Everyone is agile, and we have some resistance against breath attacks.’

Especially since Grylls could bounce back and forth through the air, it had to be infuriating from the dragon’s perspective.

It felt a bit cheap, but it was necessary to ensure a smooth subjugation.

CRACK!

As before, Cain struck the wrist with his coffin first, and Ludwig finished the job.You are reading on novelping . com, the official source.

Though an ally took a breath hit midway through, Lackey’s timely magic covered for them.

Now it was Grylls’s turn. He repeated the exact same attack as before.

Swinging Mistilteinn hard while airborne to perform a plunging strike.

Since the Bone Dragon’s anatomy made raising its head difficult, it was bound to notice his assault too late.

KABOOM!!!

The planned attack connected squarely. This time, instead of the skull, he smashed the dragon’s neck vertebrae.

Being far flimsier than the skull, the neck bone didn’t just shatter—it completely detached.

Yet despite its head being severed, as an undead monster, it continued to thrash wildly.

He had to capitalize on this opening. Defeating this monster required destroying its heart.

The problem was that having no lower body kept it in a prone posture. Moreover, its sheer size surpassed even the frilled lizard.

’Usually, hearts are situated slightly to the left...’

In that case, while it was busy regenerating its head, Grylls had to climb onto its back and smash his way inward piece by piece.

The companions restrained the Bone Dragon as best they could, smashing its wrists whenever they regenerated.

Destroying just one wrist effectively crippled its mobility.

CRUNCH! CRACK!

As the spine shattered to a degree, he was able to force his way inside.

Just like when he entered the skull earlier, the interior was pitch black. By what principle, he had no idea.

Still, with his Eye Lantern, there shouldn’t be an issue. Honestly, he didn’t even need the Eye Lantern.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

"My god."

The moment he entered, an enormous heart proclaimed its presence.

A heart boasting a scale equal to—no, exceeding—the Artificial Sun located in the Ash Zone was violently throbbing.

Could this really be called an undead? But what was even more shocking...

’Inside the heart... there’s another heart?’

There was another heart nestled within the heart. A heart is the most crucial organ meant to pump blood across the whole body.

A secondary heart just to sustain the main heart... Grylls felt his common sense effortlessly shattered.

But there was no time for marveling. From the look of it, that inner heart was the true core.

Destroying or extracting that core was key. Grylls immediately readied Mistilteinn.

Vrrrrmmm!!!

Unity of Self and Object combined with Mistilteinn. A mindset dedicated to settling the outcome in a single blow.

Even now, real-time shocks resonated through the ribcage as his group fought hard outside.

If he dawdled here, there was no telling what chaos the Bone Dragon might unleash.

"Huuup!"

Utilizing his newly learned Thousand-Pound Weight alongside various techniques, he focused immense force into the counterweight.

Unlike a sword, a blunt weapon could fully channel his staggering strength.

Layered with condensed Aura through Unity of Self and Object, its destructive potential went without saying.

However...

BOOOOOOM!!!

He expected an explosion at the very least, yet no reaction occurred whatsoever.

Instead, the heart merely squished as if absorbing the impact. Grylls was utterly flabbergasted.

It was literally a strike delivered with every ounce of his strength. For it to fail completely left his mind momentarily blank.

"W-What the hell..."

Tap- tap-

Just as panic began to set in, someone tapped his shoulder. It was Bbareumbo.

Bbareumbo then pointed toward a specific spot. Grylls looked in the direction Bbareumbo was pointing.

A heart far larger than the Artificial Sun. Durability that rendered even his full-force strike utterly useless.

Near the top of that monumental heart, a tiny thorn-like object was embedded.

No. It only looked like a thorn because of the sheer scale—that was definitely:

"...An arrow?"