Chaos Heir

Brigadier General Meadrey was by no means weak. He wasn't half-step into the evolved realm like Major General Arngan, Colonel Norrett, or Cassius Nognes, but his attunement with mana remained capped.

Moreover, aging wasn't an easy task after undergoing mana empowerment. Brigadier General Meadrey's middle-aged appearance conveyed battle experience and wisdom, and the network had proof of his work. He was a seasoned soldier who didn't forget the rules of war after entangling himself in politics. In a way, the General was a stronger version of Lord Exr.

Finally seeing the Brigadier General in person also revealed other features. The holograms couldn't properly convey his size. The middle-aged man wasn't too tall but was built like a mountain. He probably worked out daily, and his spotlessly smooth mana flow confirmed that his training didn't merely involve muscles.

The General's aura was another praiseworthy point. It was intense and fiery but solid, like condensed fuel ready to unleash unfathomable energy. The soldier truly stood at humankind's peak, but Khan had surpassed those limits long ago.

Over the years, levels had lost meaning to Khan, and the toxic pool had finalized the process. The Global Army's power classification couldn't understand or grade his might. Khan abided by the evolved warriors' rules now, and not the human ones.

So, as much as Khan could internally praise Brigadier General Meadrey's power, he couldn't help but see him as limited. The soldier had immense power, but his abilities were

rudimentary. He was no different than a primitive warrior using a rifle as a club because he didn't know how to pull the trigger.

"Was it worth it?" Khan eventually asked. "You and your soldiers will die today because you couldn't treat me as your equal."

Khan usually wouldn't waste time with words. In his mind, the Brigadier General's fate was already set in stone. However, that battle was a performance, not a simple revenge quest. Moreover, Khan wanted to hear the soldier's answer. That middle-aged man had reasons beyond Raymond's ploy, and Khan was curious about them. That feeling probably had to do with trying to understand his current spiritual issues, but he preferred to keep his reasoning simple for now.

Brigadier General Meadrey diverted his stern gaze for the first time, looking at the V-shaped tear on the other side of the fort before refocusing on Khan. His aura intensified after that short inspection as if his beliefs had gained new strength.

"You are no one's equal, Major," Brigadier General Meadrey stated. "You are an alien threat and will be treated as such. I can't allow you to strongarm humankind into accepting your existence anymore."

Pawn or not, Brigadier General Meadrey truly believed his words. His soldiers probably shared enough of that belief to follow him in battle, and Khan had seen his fair share of reactions that confirmed those points. The Niqols and Nele might understand him. The Ef'i and Thilku respected him, but humans simply couldn't accept him.

An invisible trace of sadness joined the blue light of Khan's eyes, but that didn't affect his anger. He couldn't limit himself to make it easier for such a narrow-minded species. Khan deserved more than simple acceptance, and it didn't matter if he had to shed blood to get it. "Go on," Khan said. "Give it your best. I'll kill you once you are done."

A new feeling finally tainted Brigadier General Meadrey's mana. His stern sense of duty made some room for slight anger, triggering a snort that his energy accompanied.

Whisps of yellow fire rose from Brigadier General Meadrey's shoulders, hovering above his military uniform without burning it. The flames expanded, fusing into a single shape that grew behind the warrior's back. They also condensed into a scorching energy mass that gained precise details.

Large scales covered a long neck that ended into a big reptilian head. A piece of a yellow dragon grew from the Brigadier General's back and rose above him, stretching its maw past his face and pointing it at Khan.

Khan didn't see enough dragons on the network to recognize that shape, but the spell still surprised him. He had never seen something so detailed among humans, and its density was no joke, either. Brigadier General Meadrey had probably spent years mastering such a powerful and complicated ability.

Khan's initial evaluation was perfectly on point. The noble families had the best and largest accumulation of martial arts and spells inside humankind, but the Global Army didn't just silently accept that inferiority.

Centuries of research and negotiations had earned the Global Army a decent collection of exceptional abilities. Those techniques were often kept secret and only given to special warriors in unique positions, and Brigadier General Meadrey was one of them.

The Fire Dragon Head spell was the apex of humankind's fire element spells in its specific category. It also uniquely suited Brigadier General Meadrey's flames. His yellow energy was naturally denser than his peers, facilitating the ability's execution.

Brigadier General Meadrey gave no warning signals. He pointed his hand at Khan, and the dragon's head opened its mouth as if attempting to roar before shooting forward.

The attack was quite slow, but Khan didn't move. The yellow spell threatened to burn his skin when it was still meters away, but his feet remained glued to the metal surface. Khan's eyes grew dry as the bright ability filled his vision, but he didn't close them.

The dragon head slammed on Khan's torso, seemingly melting over him and splashing scorching drops everywhere. The yellow liquid that landed on the floor pierced the metal, digging fuming finger-sized holes before falling from the other side.

Meanwhile, a yellow, lava-like substance covered Khan, burning anything in its reach while depleting its energy. His trousers directly took fire, and his cape fell after losing connection with his shoulders. The spell hid his front, but it was easy to imagine the gory spectacle underneath.

The direct hit and scorching effects should have pleased Brigadier General Meadrey, but his face grew even more serious. His spell was losing energy too quickly, and its dispersion confirmed his fears.

The lava-like substance's texture turned gaseous, and a soft gale blew it away, revealing the fuming figure underneath. Khan's almost naked body had become dark as if soot had covered it. However, that impression couldn't be further from the truth. That blackness came from multiple layers of intricate clotted blood vessels that stretched from head to toe.

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