Summary of Chapter 67 - Painful Memories – Part 2 from I Am Really The Best Anti Hero In Another World!-System Of Anti Hero!
Chapter 67 - Painful Memories – Part 2 marks a crucial moment in DarkAngel_’s Fantasy novel, I Am Really The Best Anti Hero In Another World!-System Of Anti Hero!. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
"I didn’t notice it at first. But when I saw what was happening to my mother and tried to help her, I realized it was already too late. I began backing away as fast as I could, and when I looked at the humans, I saw that—unlike when they’d stood before us—they were now utterly terrified."
"Huh? I don’t understand. What could be more frightening than you and your mother?"
"Me," the bird replied.
"What? You... but I thought—"
"It wasn’t because I was scarier, nor because I was stronger."
"Then why?"
"At that time they were nowhere near dragons, just as I wasn’t yet a phoenix. So their powers—and mine—fell far short of what they should have been. Even so, it was still dragonfirdragon-fireke the flame I wielded as a phoenix.
Few beings dare withstand the flames my mother used that day. But there’s only one who could walk through them—who could stand within those infernos as if they were nothing..."
"So... a dragon? You mean a dragon saved those people?"
The bird paused to think.
"Not exactly... Though the only being capable of what those humans did that day would be a dragon. We wouldn’t be here if that were the case. So... a descendant—a half-blood, a distant cross of mortals and divine beings. If that lineage awakened, despite all its flaws, it grants a measure of immunity to flames—especially to those of its kind, someone on the verge of becoming a dragon."
She glanced at the serpent, trembling with rage at the memory, then continued:
"However, although both are powerful, phoenix fire doesn’t compare to dragon fire. So even if those men had gained some resistance to dragon flames—no matter how weak—if I’d attacked them, they might have held out for a moment, but in the end, they’d have died, because I was a phoenix."
"But why did you help her? I thought dragons and phoenixes didn’t get along."
"Maybe that’s true for many, but her mother wasn’t like those stupid dragons—or any other beasts. She was different. Well, perhaps it’s because of her age...?"
Unlike other beasts that will do anything to evolve—including feeding on others and absorbing their Qi from their cores and bodies—she simply drew Qi naturally from the environment, even though it was the slowest path to growth.
One day, when I was still very young, I wandered into a barren expanse of nothing but sand. Exhausted from so much flying, walking was my only option. As I traversed that wasteland, I encountered seven humans—most clad in white, but two dressed in black.
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