All Chapters of The Dragon Emperor of Another World: Awakening of a Legend: Chapter 11
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CHAPTER 11: Guild Assessment
Morning in Avelline broke with a golden cascade of sunlight that poured over slate rooftops and chimed against the cobbled streets like music. The city stirred from its slumber, and with it, so did Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx.They stood at the threshold of the grand Adventurers' Guild hall—a towering stone structure with steel-framed windows and the emblem of a phoenix engraved on its twin wooden doors. As Ethan pushed the doors open, a wave of noise, warmth, and clashing personalities washed over him.Sword tips glinted under chandeliers. Quest boards stretched from wall to wall, covered in yellowed parchments. Burly mercenaries laughed over mugs of ale, while cloaked rogues studied maps with whispered urgency. Hawkers offered magically-infused trinkets, trying to tempt every newcomer with "limited-time enchantments."
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CHAPTER 12: Hellhounds
The blood-red sun clawed its way above the jagged horizon, staining the peaks of the Northern Crags in hues of fire and shadow. Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx stood at the final ridge, overlooking a scorched plateau marred by melted stone and sulfuric steam. This was the hellhounds' den.Charred pine stumps jutted from the earth like broken spears, and the acrid scent of brimstone clung to every breath. Ethan tightened his grip on the Void-Cleaving Blade, knuckles white beneath his gauntlet."They’re close," Celestia whispered through their mental link, her claw resting over the lunar runes etched into her cuirass. "I can feel the heat pulsing beneath the rock."Ethan gave a slow nod. "Let’s test our plan."Sliding down a loose slope of shale, they reac
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CHAPTER 13: Brand-New
The city of Avelline had never known such silence.When Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx stepped through the towering doors of the Adventurers' Guild, they were met not with the usual bustle, but with a hush so deep it seemed the walls themselves held their breath.The pair stood side by side, battle-worn and exhausted. Ethan's armor was scorched and dented, a makeshift bandage wrapped around his shoulder. Celestia's obsidian-scaled armor was dull with soot and streaked with dried ichor. And yet, their eyes gleamed with an unmistakable fire.The silence shattered."They did it!" roared Garrett, the grizzled senior officer whose voice rarely rose above a bark. "They actually cleared the hellhound den!"The guild erupted.Last Updated : 2025-04-24Read more
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CHAPTER 14: Banquet
The torches along the marble columns of Avelline’s Adventurers' Guild flickered like fire spirits in revelry, casting jubilant shadows across rows of newly stocked commemorative merchandise and food stalls. The celebration of Ethan Lockwood's legendary victory was in full swing.Rumors of his triumph over the elemental hellhound pack had spread like wildfire across Avelline—tales of a mysterious man clad in godslayer armor, wielding void-bending powers with the strength of an S-rank elite. The whispers had become declarations. Awe had turned into obsession.Celestia Draconyx lingered at the edge of the festivities, alabaster hair cascading down scaled shoulders like a waterfall of moonlight. Her crimson gaze swept over the crowd—nobles, mercenaries, spellcasters—all drawn to Ethan like moths to a flame. Her tail flicked in quiet warning.
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CHAPTER 15: Darkness Whispers
The sun had barely kissed the rooftops of Avelline when Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx strode through the guild’s towering bronze doors. Inside, the main chamber buzzed with the low murmur of steel, ink, and ambition. Tessa was already waiting, scrolls and commissions stacked high at her side."Early as always," she greeted with a yawn, offering Ethan a wink. "You’ve got fans waiting outside, you know. Again."Ethan ran a hand through his hair, exhaling. “Maybe they’ll follow someone else for once.”Tessa chuckled and slid a bundle of missions across the desk. Each one bore a red sigil—the symbol of S-Class danger.“Take your pick, Dragon Knight.”
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CHAPTER 16: Eastern Marsh
At the break of dawn, Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx departed from Avelline, cloaked in moss-hued, guild-issued marsh cloaks woven with enchantments to repel humidity, disease, and spiritual miasma. The trail to the Eastern Marshes wound like a serpent, bordered by twisted reeds and knee-deep brine that slurped greedily at their boots, threatening to drag them down with each sluggish step.Celestia bent her wings low to maintain balance, every motion deliberate and quiet. Ethan’s cloak dragged through the saline muck, trailing ripples like ghostly fingers brushing the surface.“Stay close,” Celestia muttered, her nostrils flaring at the stench. The air reeked of rot, decay, and something older—tainted. “This swamp is cursed. Every stone here holds a memory of suffering.”Eth
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CHAPTER 17: Bone Dragon
The shadows deepened as Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx descended the winding staircase beneath the ruined basalt tower. The spiral path was slick with algae and time-worn carvings—rituals of death etched into the very stone. The air reeked of mildew, ichor, and unspent magic. With every step, the low thrumming of the cultists' chant grew louder, more fevered.At the bottom lay a cavernous chamber, its ceiling lost in gloom. Bioluminescent fungi clung to jagged walls, casting a sickly green glow. At its center loomed a massive black altar, pulsing with crimson veins of necrotic energy. Around it, cloaked cultists circled like moths to a flame, their voices weaving a ritual that felt older than the swamp itself.And rising from the altar, wreathed in thick mist, was the skull of a dragon—enormous, hollow-eyed, and grotesquely adorned with bone s
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CHAPTER 18: Blood-Stained Cathedral
The deeper Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx descended, the heavier the air became, weighed down by the spiraling mist that clung to their cloaks like ghostly tendrils. Each step down the crumbling, bloodstained stairs was a battle against the oppressive aura pressing on their minds. The very stones beneath their boots wept with ancient memories—of blood spilled, of lives offered, of hopes crushed.Celestia moved ahead, her wings half-unfurled for balance, the light clack of her talons the only sound in the gloom. She glanced back sharply. "Stay close," she warned, her voice sharper than usual. "This land is steeped in curses. It won't forgive intruders."Ethan adjusted his grip on the Voidrend Blade, feeling it vibrate faintly against his palm, eager for battle.
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CHAPTER 19: Sacred Light
The gates of Avelline City loomed ahead, their iron-bound wood flecked with morning dew. Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx stumbled through them, cloaks torn and stained from the marshes, the stench of cursed magic clinging to their skin like an invisible shroud.Inside the Adventurers' Guild, the mood shifted the moment they entered.Tessa stood behind the counter, her usual playful smile vanished, replaced by a grim tightness around her lips. She immediately dropped the bundle of quest parchments she had been sorting."You’re back," she breathed, hurrying forward. Her gaze flicked to Ethan—and paled. "But you're... cursed."Ethan gave a ragged nod before his knees buckled. Only Celestia’s quick reflexes kept him upright. Tessa cried for help, and s
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CHAPTER 20: Fall of Vampires
The Eastern Marsh still reeked of death when Ethan Lockwood and Celestia Draconyx returned, cloaked once more in moss-colored garb and armed with three potent sacred elixirs. Though the heavy curse blanketing the region had thinned after their last assault, the land remained a stagnant, brooding graveyard.Each step was a grim reminder of the battle yet unfinished."We're close," Celestia murmured, her wings half-spread, eyes sharp against the swirling mist.Ethan tightened his grip on the Voidrend Blade, feeling its resonance—almost eager for the clash to come. "This time," he muttered, "we finish it."The desecrated cathedral loomed ahead, its broken spires clawing at the blood-red sky. They crossed the shattered threshold, boots scraping across floors slick with
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