DND Realms: The Rise of the Titan-Dragon Prodigy

The young demon hunters who arrived through the demon hunting stele were visibly exhausted, with the armored youths still steaming with the foul blood of their foes, and the young female mage, holding her staff, rubbed her temples while struggling to drink a potion that quickly restored her spiritual energy.

This was a demon hunting squad that had already endured numerous difficult battles. With an unlimited supply of potions, their fighting spirit and mental strength remained full, but the prolonged combat had severely tested their resolve.

"Are you the demon hunters who have come to support us?" The city's defending paladin, looking at these youngsters who were younger than his own son, showed a look of surprise. The reality before him differed somewhat from the images transmitted on the magical screen.

"Yes!" The leading sword-bearing youth glanced at the astonished paladin and then ignored him, starting to seriously survey the terrain and discuss battle tactics briefly with his comrades.

Finally, the sword-bearing youth and several close-combat adept companions jumped down from the city wall and charged at the demon horde attacking the protective light shield. As they charged, a series of enhancement spells fell upon them, making their heroic figures shine even more brightly.

"Wait a..." Before the paladin could finish his sentence, upon seeing the six youths engaging the three golden-level demons, he closed his mouth, frustrated, "Why rush in like that? Are demons that easy to handle?"

After his frustration, the paladin took off his cloak, drew his long sword, and prepared to jump off the wall to aid these "reckless" youths.

"Hey, uncle, what are you trying to do?"

"I was going to help them." Caught off-guard by being called uncle, the paladin, who was already on the parapet, turned around and spoke as if it was the most natural thing.

"You rest for a while; we'll be fine soon. Don't go down there and add to the chaos."

"Add to the chaos?" The paladin looked bewilderedly at the young female mage who had called him uncle. "I'm a Golden Rank 2 paladin! I'm from a poor background and fought my way up to this level, not some noble scum who got there with the help of divine gifts and potions."

"Uncle, come down. I really didn't mean to disrespect you. It's just that those guys often fight together and have developed a good understanding. If you go down there, you might disrupt their rhythm and reduce their combat effectiveness."

"Combat coordination?" The paladin, who had a certain level of combat sophistication, watched the six demon-hunting youths coordinate flawlessly, occasionally creating opportunities for their magical companions on the walls to attack. Impressed, he silently climbed down from the wall.

"The young people of today are truly strong," the middle-aged paladin muttered to himself, simultaneously deciding that if he received an invitation to join the demon hunting group, he would definitely decline.

With his current strength, wouldn't joining the demon hunting group be uncomfortable? Randomly, a young person could come out who was not only younger but also stronger than him. How could he face that?

While the middle-aged paladin was deep in thought, the sword-bearing youth leading the team decapitated a golden-level demon and split its body in two, inflicting wounds beyond the demon's ability to regenerate.

Soon, after the first golden-level demon fell, the remaining two were heroically slain by the young demon hunters, and the horde of demons that followed the three great demons was quickly exterminated by these six young hunters, leveraging their level advantage.

"The Unified Combat Department has assigned us another task, let's go," said the youths, who hadn't even had time to clean the blood off their bodies, as they received another demon hunting mission from the department.

"Damn it, do they treat us like beasts? Even animals get to rest, and we've been fighting almost non-stop for a day."

"Stop complaining, the Unified Combat Department won't let us rest until we reach our limit."

"Let's rest a bit before we leave, I'm so tired now."

"We can't rest, if we're even a moment late, an innocent child might be killed by a demon."

"What are we waiting for then? What's the coordinate location? Let's hurry and not delay."

Watching the demon hunting squad quickly depart through the teleportation array of the demon hunting stele, leaving behind the demon corpses outside the city, the middle-aged paladin felt a mix of emotions, a sense of shame rising in his heart.

Then, with these complex feelings, the paladin went to the demon hunting stele to find the images of the squad that had just saved the city, not even knowing the names of these young men and women.

"Ranked so low?" The paladin was astonished to see the images of the dozen or so young men and women, whose rankings were much lower than he expected, thinking they should have been

 at the top.

"Are the geniuses of the kingdom really that strong now!" Shaking his head with a bitter smile, the paladin thought, "I really am an uncle who can't keep up with the times. But not joining the demon hunting group doesn't mean I can't fight demons. I won't comfortably accept protection from a bunch of kids."

Thus, the Lockman Kingdom had one less temple knight and one more itinerant paladin, dedicated to fighting demons and protecting the people.

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"What in the world is going on? Why has the spatial connection between the Nokia Eur continent and the Abyss become so strong that it can be breached so easily?"

Muria frowned as he stared at the desolate wasteland before him, his brow furrowed. He had just whimsically tried to break through the space and had unexpectedly arrived at this layer of the Abyss.

He hadn't even touched the threshold of legend, and yet, with his power and a slight understanding of space, he had come to the Abyss as easily as piercing through a sheet of paper.

"Prince Muria, I've read an interesting book called 'The Doctrine of World Devouring'. According to its hypothesis, our world is devouring the Abyss to strengthen itself."

"Devouring the Abyss?" Muria's face showed surprise as he looked back at the ancient golden dragon, Bast. This hypothesis treated the world as if it were a sentient being.

"This is the only way to explain why we can appear here so easily. Normally, even a legendary being would need to expend significant effort to teleport from Erathia to the Abyss, unlike now, which is almost child's play."

"If we consider Erathia as a living being, then this layer of the Abyss we are in now is like prey swallowed by Erathia. In a sense, we are still within the world of Erathia, can we understand it that way?"

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