Rogue Villain-Chapter 272: New Record

Ackster’s magic and fire resistance had increased after Viztar’s fire refined his body and the materials inside Smelting Furnace. So, even if Viztar unleashed something as powerful as the earlier stream, Ackster would remain mostly undamaged. And if he attacked Ackster with something more powerful, he could still recover from it, especially now that he was using Limit Breaker.

Besides, Ackster had something much more important to do than deal with the shower of magic attacks.

His belly growled like an angry dog.

There wasn’t much blood in the membrane of Viztar’s wings. But there was a little, and it smelled so exquisite! It was far better than what Ackster had sensed when he scratched Viztar in his human form. And, beyond that, he was just about to cut out a piece of the wing.

Monster Muncher was roaring for Ackster to hurry up and eat it. And who was Ackster to reject when he wanted it just as much? Even if it was less than a thousandth of the entire body, it was still a part of a true dragon. The sheer quality, even if it was a palm-sized piece of rough leather, was better than anything Ackster had come across before.

Unable to contain himself, Ackster leaned down and ripped the piece off before stuffing it in his mouth like raw steak in front of a starved tiger.

Since he had managed to cut it, Ackster had hoped he could chew it. But he accidentally swallowed it whole before he could even try.

"Did you just take a fucking bite out of me?!"

Viztar noticed what Ackster was doing and cried out in outrage. He knew better than anyone that his body was a natural treasure, and people would be willing to die to taste his flesh should he ever die. But to eat him while they were still fighting? What kind of fucking crazy bastard had he gotten tangled up with?

Viztar turned his gaze toward the horizon.

"Shit. Doing this takes so much fucking mana, but. Get! The! Fuck! OFF! ME!"

Viztar roared, and mana surged from the depths of his body like a tsunami of green wildfire. The mana showed no signs of stopping and burst out like an explosion, covering Viztar’s entire body in a layer of thick green flames that melted the ground around him like it was butter. The air boiled and sizzled as the fire’s temperature rose seemingly without end.

"Haha! You’re too late! You missed your chance when playing around, you fucking idiot!"

Ackster laughed while enveloped in the fire that burned away his flesh like wax.

The piece of skin he had stuffed himself with was already being digested by Monster Muncher and refined by Smelting Furnace. Ackster didn’t know how both skills worked on the same piece of food, but that didn’t matter. He couldn’t care less about that.

The only thing Ackster cared about was the surging strength coming from the skin flap. It was so much better than anything he had eaten before that it was difficult to believe it was only such a small part of such a big dragon.

The incredible vitality filling his parasitic sword that was lodged in the wing was already stupid enough to keep Ackster’s recovery at a good enough pace to maintain his skeleton, at least.

So, Ackster ignored the flames and continued cutting away at Viztar’s wing. No, he didn’t quite ignore the fire. He inhaled it. The fire was hotter and purer than the one Viztar had used earlier.

Although he could use Limit Breaker to increase the efficiency of Smelting Furnace, it was better to steal a hotter and stronger flame. And he wouldn’t get many chances to steal a flame this hot and great, so Ackster was going to make the best of it.

Feeding Smelting Furnace with Viztar’s fire also made it easier for him to resist it. That was most likely why he was still alive. He had eaten the flame earlier when it was still weak enough for him to handle. Thanks to that, he could now handle the flame that turned the surroundings into a steaming ocean of lava.

And since he could handle it, Ackster munched away on Viztar’s wings, stealing more and more of the latter’s strength and vitality. However, the same amount that was enough to give Ackster a euphoric high was barely more than a drop in the ocean that was Viztar’s strength.

Ackster could only imagine what would happen if he was able to kill and devour Viztar whole. His mouth watered at the thought despite the state he was in and the temperature around him.

Ackster managed to snag a couple of more pieces, each one fortifying his body and strength, making it easier for him to cut through the wing. However, that could also be because his sword was feeding on and growing from the dragon’s vitality, which rivaled or even surpassed Ackster’s. Ackster couldn’t tell that part. What he could discern, however, was the fact that the quality of Viztar’s vitality far surpassed his own.

But piece by piece, Ackster was taking and making Viztar’s strength his own.

Of course, Viztar didn’t just stand by and let it happen. He showered Ackster in magic and upped the temperature of the fire covering his body until it was impossible for even Kargas or Tararat to remain within a mile’s distance. The temperature was hot enough to burn even the skies.

Yet, Viztar could still feel Akcster moving around like a mouse on his back. He had no idea how Ackster was still alive.

The answer was that he wasn’t.

Unstoppable kept him moving even when his body was in a state worse than anything before. His skeleton fell to pieces only to be picked up and glued back together using the energy and nourishment from Viztar’s wing. If Ackster stopped moving for even a second, he would die.

"What are you doing, Viztar? The Dragon Slayer isn’t even anywhere near you."