A small village at the foot of the barren mountain.

The burning flames rolled up towering black smoke, and the peaceful and peaceful villages were shrouded in blood, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.

In the middle of the dilapidated village, a black-haired boy stood up on his knees, and the firewood he had just cut back was scattered behind his back, and his fingernails fell into his palm without realizing it.

The rain fell, mixed with tears and blood, extinguished the flames. The boy stood up and found a shovel, burying several uncles and brothers whose bodies were still intact.

"Evil Dragon!!!"

Wangtian roared, and the young man's wooden face finally became a little bit old. He stood in a daze for a while, and his eyes gradually became firmer.

He turned around and walked towards the east.

He wants to become a dragon-killing magician!

He wants to kill all the evil dragons!

...

Several months passed in a flash.

The young man crossed dozens of mountains and passed by dozens of villages. He experienced the trembling and hated dragons flying by the sky in the sky. He also experienced various natural disasters and man-made disasters and hardships.

"Where is the gathering place for the Dragon Destroying Magician? Is it really... there?"

I don’t know how many nightfalls came, and the boy sat in the forest, leaning against the trees, looking at the starry sky, and unconsciously aroused such suspicion.

But this thought just flashed and was quickly thrown away by him, "I will definitely find it!"

At this moment, a flash of red suddenly appeared in the distant sky, a bit like dawn.

Wasn't it just dark? The boy was a little surprised and soon panicked. He searched left and right, dived into the nearby shrubs, and drew scars on his body regardless of the sharp branches.

The fiery red area was getting closer and closer. The boy glanced secretly and found that it was indeed a fire of hell, a body burning like a fire of hell!

"The village...is the village just like this one... is it the same..."

The boy's hands tightened with the stone tablet, and he pulled down a small layer of dust... Huh? The stone tablet?

The sudden discovery made the young man's panic and hatred dispel a little by surprise. He turned his head and found that what he was holding was really like a stone tablet.

How can there be stone tablets in this unknown mountain and in this bush?

Have you lived in someone? Who was buried here?

The shape of the stone tablet is not like a tombstone.

"It seems... there are words?"

The young man gently wiped the dust and barely identified it from the blurred marks.

‘This world is ‘Aslante’.’

...To say it?

‘The other world is ‘Adras’.’

"Another world?" The boy murmured in ignorance, and then his body stiffened, and he felt a heat coming from his head, and his face turned pale in an instant.

It's over! Discovered!

He raised his head tremblingly, and saw the dragon's head that looked like an evil ghost behind the flame, with a pair of dragon eyes full of jokes, as if he was watching a little ant.

Then, the evil dragon opened its mouth and gushed the flames.

Death...it's settled... the boy's eyes were full of unwillingness. If it weren't for this strange stone tablet, I wouldn't have been discovered by it... I haven't become the most powerful dragon-destroying magician, I haven't...

The body tightened behind the stone tablet, waiting for the unavoidable huge fireball to steam it. The boy couldn't help but feel a lot of thoughts, all kinds of thoughts, ten thousand... Huh? Why am I okay?

He was slightly stunned, half raised his head, and was surprised to see a blue light curtain spreading on the stone tablet, firmly blocking the flames spurted out of the dragon's mouth on the other side, without moving at all.

Even a trace of burning heat cannot be passed!

"What is this? Magic?"

Blinking hard, the boy couldn't believe what he saw. After blinking, he found that there was another young man in white yawning sitting on the stone tablet in front of him.

The young man in white looked as friendly as the brother next door on the first day of the first day of the year. When he looked closely, he felt that his handsome face seemed to be covered in fog. It was not real, probably... it was the breath of an immortal?

"Are I dead? But... how could an angel be a man and yawn?"

"Can the angel be down-to-earth?" Zheng Dai looked at the boy in front of him and responded casually, turned around and looked at the fire-breathing evil dragon, frowned slightly.

"What, a mutated psychic beast?"

"No, the natural energy in the air..."

"Well, something is indeed wrong. How many years have I slept in the monument?"

Zheng Dai jumped off the monument and stretched his muscles and bones at will. Immortality is also a very tiring thing in a sense. Since he was over 3,000 years old, his juniors' bloodlines were so thin that they could not be detected, and they often fell asleep, ranging from decades to hundreds of years. This time... it was probably a bit long.

"Young man, what year is this?"

"Ah, three...384 years."

"384 years?" Jing Dai scratched his head.

The Konoha Chronicle only lasted to more than 1,000, and the Ninja Realm was innovating in the changes and replaced with a new Ninja Realm calendar. Before he fell asleep this time, he should have been in the Ninja Realm calendar in 2091, and then he ran to the New Calendar 384...

"I have been sleeping for at least 400 years. What big thing happened 400 years ago? Why didn't anyone wake me up? Oh, no one knew that I was still in the ninja world at that time, and my acquaintances had long disappeared."

Just as he sighed, he looked up and saw that the moon was still big and round.

In the past few seconds, the boy in front of him verified through various methods and was surprised to find that he was not dead, so what he saw...

"Brother, are you the Dragon Destroying Magician?"

"Don't call me, your grandfather's grandfather must call me grandfather's grandfather..."

Zheng Dai shook his head, his figure flashed, and sat back on the monument and reached back.

Seeing that the flames were unable to break through the blue light curtain, the Hell Flame Dragon roared with words like "Traitor's Damn Dragon Destroying Magician", and dived towards Zheng Dai, and was pressed on his head by Zheng Dai's hand.

The Hell Flame, which had never been extinguished on its surface, subsided in an instant, and its power was instantly taken away, turning from an evil ghost into a well-behaved puppy, allowing the hands that were wearing to caress the head.

For the first time since the dragon was born, it felt fearful and wanted to escape, but could not escape.

"I'm giggling in my head, it's hard to touch." Zheng Dai sighed, "Dragon Destroyer, where did I sleep?"

"Hey, boy, what's your name?"

The boy opened his mouth wide, and his outlook on life and world completely collapsed at this moment.

"I..."

"Akunorokiya?" Zheng Dai took the initiative to read the name from his heart, and repeated it in surprise, "Akunorokiya?"

"Tsk, it's indeed the fairy tail."

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: The extra chapter is here, and I will write about the Fairy Tail, which is about ten chapters and up to twenty chapters. For the rest, after I finish writing the Fairy Tail, I will have the time and mood to write about it.
Chapter completed!