"I think I can recall you from ten years ago. Unfortunately, right now, I have no time to play with you." Elric told the tall and mysterious man in black leather clothes.

"Oh, are you perhaps looking for the two Eastern Dragons that were fleeing away? I am afraid I have bad news for you."

Hearing the reply, Elric frowned.

"Heh. Why don't you try using scanning abilities if you can still find them." Forgar smirked in repy.

"I reckon, they were taking with them an unconscious woman. Do you perhaps have something to do with that woman? I am afraid it is too late for you-"

BOOOOOOOOM!~

All of a sudden, the place where Fargor was standing second ago is now a deep scorching crater. A long line of deep cut can be seen lining on the ground towards Elric as well - hands holding unto a long flaming sword.

Unfortunately, Fargor was not the same Dragon ten years ago. With lightning-fast speed, Fargor evaded Elric's flaming sword slash and is now currently located about ten meters behind Elric. A confident smile can be seen in its c.o.c.ky face.

"Where did you take them?" Elric asked with a cold and murderous gaze as he turned around to face the Dragon.

But instead of replying to Elric's question, Fargor suddenly clenched his fist, his feet exploded with strength and speed as he left behind a powerful shockwave.

KAPOOOM-POOOM!-POOOOM!~

Fargor unleashed a series of ultrafast punch and kicks that forced Elric to retaliate in return. With every single slash of Elric using his flaming sword, Fargor's body would bend to an unimaginable angle in order to evade and return the favor with a kung-fu style counter.

POWPOWPOW~

SLAAAs.h.!.+~

POWPOWPOW~

SLAAs.h.!.+-SLAAs.h.!.+~

In the eyes of the normal people, the spot where Elric and Fargor are fighting appeared nothing but a land of exploding rocks and scorching blades. Their exchanging figures only revealed faint blurs as they were too fast for ordinary eyes to follow.

With smaller bodies compared to their ma.s.sive Dragon bodies, Elric and Fargor were able to unleash their speed to the maximum potential. Unfortunately, Fargor was getting more successful hits and none of Elric's attack managed to hit at least once.

POW! POW! POW!~

Elric staggered hard from the weird-angled-attacks that Forgar sends in. Fortunately, Elric possesses unbelievable healing abilities that not even the constant physical damages done by Forgar manage to last a few seconds before they are out healed.

"You are strong, but it's useless if you can't hit me." Forgar halted his attack and squat at a top of a distant boulder. His eyes revealed an excited glance.

"I am not even at my best form yet. Too bad you are just another over-glorified Dragon. You don't even deserve his majesty's praise at all!" Forgar beckoned with a condescending stare while his eyes revealed a deep hostility.

Seeing that his enemy is really into fighting, Elric could only sigh. He had been fighting non-stop for a while ever since he arrived at the Water Realm. He wanted to have a little break at least for a while. Not to mention, Lesse and Long's aura has long been gone. As if a disconnected rope, their traces suddenly vanished without a single trace in the place where he is currently standing.

He waited for his enemy to attack but Forgar was just squatting at the top of a huge rock with a creepy smile while looking at him.

Seeing this, Elric finally recomposed himself.

"Why are you doing this? Where did you take them? Are you here to avenge your people?" Elric, with an unexpected calmness, unsummoned his Sword of Flame and stare back at Forgar as if an interviewer.

"Who cares about those loser Dragons? Only his majesty is worthy of fighting. Those prideful Dragons deserve to die. They have never a slight idea of what real power is! Just a race of scaled fools!" Forgar gave Elric and answer he never expected.

Without waiting for Elric to reply, Forgar added,

"Ten years ago, I got the opportunity to fight you in your Black Ancestral Dragon form. It was such a shameful memory of how you managed to overpower all of us." 

Forgar closed his eyes, trying to reminiscent the past memories.

He could recall the loud and dominating roar of the Black Ancestral Dragon. Forgar was hailed as the most dangerous and strongest Dragon during that time. He had yet to reach the King Dragon realm but thanks to his rare gifted const.i.tution, he was able to become as strong as a King Dragon. Not even the past King Dragon of the West and East dared to mess with this Elder Dragon of the South.

Forgar was the twin brother of Fargor, the real King Dragon of the Southern Region that Elric just killed not long ago. While Forgar was busy by training his body to the maximum to reach the highest natural potential he could go, Fargor went the shortcut by taking Elixers and treasures that boosted his power. 

But unlike his twin brother, Forgar wanted to become stronger in his own way and not depending to the treasures or cheat-like resources that boosted their strength significantly.

For how many times he had held his breakthrough to the King Dragon realm just to build the ultimate foundation. With the sheer sharpness of his blades and the unbelievable speed and agility he possesses, taking down anyone who dares to stand in his way, may it be a Dragon hunter, an Ancien Human nor an Elemental, he was able to take them down with ease.

Until that one night, the fated night of Elric's madness. Before getting the dispatch order from his brother Fargor, he received a message from a certain individual who calls himself as part of a group called The Outsiders.

He was secretly contacted and offered an opportunity for a power that would allow him to surpa.s.s all the Dragons of the world. But knowing his own creed, Forgar unhesitantly declined the offer and went to his mission to hunt down the rampaging Ancestral Dragon in the eastern region instead.

"I don't need your help. I will become stronger on my own." Forgar's response to the mysterious figure before leaving. The mysterious figure did not even bother trying to win him back. It just faded to the dark together with a confident smirk on its dark face.

Forgar just a couple of Elder Dragons to deal with Elric. Despite his brother's command to bring a hundred Elder Dragons with him, Forgar ultimately disobeyed, firmly believing that even just him is enough to deal with the rampaging Ancestral Dragon.

With sky-high confidence, Forgar unhesitantly engaged against Elric only to realize the mess he has done. 

Ancestral Dragons are known to be the existence that only belongs to heaven due to their overwhelming power and abilities. And since it was not in its right mind, Forgar thought that it there is hope in taking it down. Like a ma.s.sive wild bull that can be easily taken down with a couple of ropes followed by a quick cut to its throat. 

But unfortunately, It did not take long for Forgar to waiver in his own stand.

After seeing the mad Ancestral Dragon stomping, munching, and crus.h.i.+ng everyone that tries to stop him. It was at that moment, that although the Ancestral Dragon was not able to hurt him because of his overwhelming speed, he was not doing any significant damage at all.

It was safe to say he was just tickling the wild Elric at that time. He, a Dragon who was famous because of his overwhelming speed and offense, was just merely a little insect on the Ancestral Dragon's foot!

One by one, his subordinates were dying helplessly before his eyes. Like ants being squashed, all they could say is his name before their whole body broke in the relentless attack of the mad Dragon.

Forgar was ashamed to himself. He never thought that his pride would actually be the reason for his fall. He felt sorry to his subordinates who did not hesitate to follow his orders to the last moment. But he could not even scratch his enemy properly! How much more saving his people!?

He could still recall their pleading eyes as they gazed back at him hoping for his help.

But no matter what he tried, Forgar was still an Elder Dragon! Even if he pushes for a breakthrough at that time, he would need a lot of time, even months, to recover his strength because of the Tribulation of Light.

Forgar could not face his brother after this. His pride and shame made the worst mental damage he never expected to happen. He is basically ashamed of himself and felt like he deserves to leave the ranks and his position in the Southern Region.

Forgar finally realized his weakness and backed down from the battle trying to rest after almost getting killed from one of Elric's Dragon breaths.

Unexpectedly, the same mysterious black robed figure appeared to him again. Giving him an offer that he could finally look forward. 

Every single word that the black-robed figure muttered gave light to the waning light in Fargor's eyes.

It was an offer he believes that will allow him to regain his name.

"Follow me to the Lightning Elemental Realm." The cold voice of the black-robed figure was still fresh in his mind.

A dimensional rift appeared before them as Forgar, the strongest and fastest Dragon from Southern Region left in the middle of a battle against the Ancestral Dragon. 

Ten years after, he revealed himself back to the human realm but not the same Dragon as before.

Forgar is now a Wind and Lightning Elemental Dragon and the first one of its kind!

Now facing Elric with overwhelming confidence, he suddenly vanished into a blur and before Elric could react, his fist was already planted at Elric's stomach, sending the latter to hundreds of meters of hard skidding.