Chapter 46 Holy shit, a dragon!

Brooklyn.

In front of the transmutation array, Leon pointed at the five pieces of [Galioth's Scales] (beggar's version) beside him and said to James, "Alright, come find me after you've sold all of these off."

Upon hearing this, James first nodded, then scratched his head and said, "Boss, the port down south seems to be under martial law. Several gangs have already been chased away."

Hearing this, Leon turned around and stared at the black man in front of him. "You think what I'm looking for is over there?"

"Boss, even when big drug lords' ships got raided in the past, they never made a fuss this big."

Saying this, seemingly worried that his information might not be accurate, James quickly added, "Of course, it all depends on what you think, Boss. It's also possible that there's just some ordinary trouble at the port, like a ship running aground."

Leon didn't take James's latter sentence to heart; he simply stroked his chin in thought.

A minute later, he raised his head and said to the black man before him, "Take me over to have a look."

"Yes, Boss!"

The reason Leon chose to check out the port was based on the mentality of beating the bushes to see what flies out—just in case something turned up.

After all, if it really was a native superhuman, he needed to see what level this world operated on so he could conveniently adjust his subsequent strategies.

*I just hope the supernatural beings in this world aren't too absurd...*

Compared to cross-tier battles, Leon still preferred bullying newbies, and besides, reverse cross-tier was still cross-tier.

Before long, James was driving a beaten-up Ford Raptor, taking Leon to the port he had mentioned.

However, before the two of them could even get close, their vehicle was stopped by a police car.

"Martial law ahead. Turn around and go back from where you came."

A young male police officer wearing a uniform walked up to the car window and spoke coldly to Leon and James inside.

Hearing this, James looked somewhat troubled at Leon beside him, hoping to get instructions to turn back from him.

Yet at this moment, Leon was no longer in the mood to care about such trivial matters.

Because just then, he had heard a roar that sounded completely impossible for a normal Earth creature to make.

*There really is supernatural activity in this world, but it's just monsters?*

*Though isn't their handling method a bit too crude?*

Thinking this, Leon glanced at the police officer whose expression was gradually turning unfriendly, and said to James in the driver's seat, "Alright, let's head back."

Receiving the instruction, the black man was granted a reprieve and immediately prepared to drive away from the port.

At that moment, a frantic roar grew closer and closer to where Leon and James were located.

The next instant, a creature resembling a lizard with wings burst into the line of sight of everyone present.

The moment he laid eyes on the unknown creature, Leon's pupils constricted violently:

*A dragon?!*

With no time to think, he immediately opened the car door and stepped out.

By this time, James had been scared out of his wits, trembling all over while making continuous "ah-ah" sounds.

As for the police officer who had just intercepted Leon and James, his reaction was swift; he drew his pistol and began firing.

While shooting, he complained, "Damn it, what on earth are they doing at the port to let this dragon break through the blockade?"

As he spoke, the officer began to run slowly, attempting to draw the giant dragon charging toward him away.

Simultaneously, intense gunfire erupted from the surrounding woods; clearly, the officer was not the only one present.

Unfortunately, their actions had no significant effect, and instead only further provoked the ferocity of the unknown draconic beast.

It roared, then lunged fiercely toward Leon.

"Roar!!"

"?"

At that moment, Leon could practically smell the foul stench emanating from the dragon's mouth.

Yet what he cared about most right now was...

*Why is it coming straight for me?!*

Looking at the giant dragon charging at him like a locomotive, a trace of puzzlement surfaced in Leon's eyes.

They had no grievances between them; he couldn't understand why that giant reptile on the opposite side was fixated exclusively on him.

Seeing this scene, an irrepressible look of shock appeared on the faces of the nearby police officers.

With no time to overthink, they shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Yet looking at the giant dragon that had already rushed right before him, Leon's expression remained unchanged, and he instantly entered the State of Inversion.

Following that, he tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his foot, moving a distance of less than three meters to effortlessly dodge the dragon's bulldozer-like charge.

Witnessing this, the expression on the officers' faces gradually shifted from astonishment to solemnity.

*A half-blood?!* Upon seeing Leon's display, everyone present realized he was no ordinary person. *Just what kind of Spiritual Word is that?*

No one knew the answer because they had never witnessed such a Spiritual Word before.

At this moment, Leon was not aware that his Triple Inversion had been mistaken for a Spiritual Word.

Watching the giant dragon slam into and overturn the Ford Raptor, then fixate its crimson pupils dead on him, the corners of Leon's mouth curled into an arc.

*I was just worrying about where to find the dragon scales needed for [Galioth's Scales], and to think you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep.*

Initially, Leon had actually wanted to make a run for it, since as an outsider, he really had no reason to pick a fight with a giant dragon.

But who told the opponent to blindly launch a charge at him without a second thought.

Wait...

Leon suddenly seemed to figure out why this giant dragon was fixating so stubbornly on him.

He thought of the [Galioth's Scales] (youth version) he was wearing on his body.

*...It couldn't possibly be because of this, right?*

Putting aside the fact that the [Galioth's Scales] he wore were crafted from insectoid carapace, even if they genuinely were made from dragon scales, would the dragon race now practice cross-world law enforcement?

However, sensing the somewhat deranged look in the giant dragon's eyes opposite him, Leon couldn't help but shake his head slightly:

*Turns out it's insane.*

At this moment, the strike team that had previously been intercepting at the port arrived at the scene, heavily armed.

Looking at the human and the dragon currently in a standoff not far away, the team leader asked the nearby police officer somewhat blankly, "Does our branch have a half-blood like this?"

"And what is his bloodline level? How could he dare to confront a fifth-generation species all by himself?"

"Also, why have I never seen that Spiritual Word of his before?"

The barrage of questions almost made the police officer dizzy.

After a moment of silence, he spoke up, "That person isn't from the Execution Department; he should be a member of a North American half-blood family. I've already sent his specific information back to the Academy for them to check."

Hearing this, the team leader immediately understood, and then began directing the team members to set up alchemical machinery.

Just then, the giant dragon violently initiated an attack on Leon, its massive claws flashing with a cold glint as it swiped at him.

Seeing this, expressions of unbearable sympathy flashed in the eyes of many personnel present; they no longer dared to imagine how miserably the young man facing the dragon would die.

*Though I don't know which family's half-blood you are, once this is over, I'll ask the Academy to investigate.*

With this thought, the team leader was just about to give the order to open fire, when suddenly his eyes widened.

He witnessed a scene that would leave an unforgettable mark for the rest of his life.