My Bugged System Made Me Too OP!

Chapter 159: It all just kinda happened

Noah frowned, looking at the mangled, trembling form of the supervisor suspended in the middle of his lightning.

’ I already expected this...’ he thought.

It wasn’t a surprise that a creature engineered to lead a secretive, underground network would possess a fanatical, unyielding loyalty to its creator.

These demons weren’t common street thugs or greedy mercenary captains who could be bribed or easily broken by physical torment; they were zealots, deeply anchored to the dark mandate of their supreme leader.

His declaration of wanting to die rather than betray his lineage was entirely consistent with the absolute discipline Noah had expected since uncovering the facility.

He needed the demon to talk though, or else he wouldn’t get the information he needed.

The stakes were far too high for him to simply execute the creature out of petty frustration and leave the premises empty-handed.

If he simply killed the demon right now, he would remain completely blind to the identity of the ’lord,’ the true geographical scale of the child experiments, and the timeline of the demonic presence on earth.

He needed a leverage point, a psychological wedge to split the demon’s fanatical resolve before his physical shell succumbed to the thermal limits of the domain.

Suddenly, his shadow wobbled slightly.

The movement was minute, a subtle, fluid distortion in the pitch-black pool cast by his boots against the brilliant, deep blue ice sheet.

The shadow rippled independently, undulating with a heavy, dense quality that completely disconnected it from the ambient laws of physics inside the chamber.

Noah’s eyes moved down to his shadow, a bit confused.

’MKael? What’s wrong?’ he thought.

For the dragon to actively shake his shadow like this meant something had aggressively caught his attention.

The dragon’s deep, resonant voice echoed within Noah’s mind, carrying a low, rumbling vibration that hummed with a strange mix of ancient curiosity and instinctual dominance.

’There’s something I’d like to try with this... demon master,’ Kael said, the mental transmission pausing slightly as he selected the right designation for the creature.

Noah was confused about what he meant by that, but didn’t question it too much.

However, Noah possessed absolute trust in his companion’s capabilities and high intelligence.

’Fine... go on.’ he said.

The moment the permission was granted, the pool of shadow beneath his boots expanded outward across the glacial blue frost, its density completely swallowing the light of the nearby lightning flowers.

Kael emerged from his shadow, flapping his wings with a slow, powerful majesty that sent a sharp gust of freezing air sweeping through the entire length of the repository.

The sovereign dragon materialized smoothly, his massive, elegant frame covered in flawless midnight scales that radiated a brilliant, divine luster.

The deep golden fire burning behind his slit-pupil eyes cast long, menacing shadows across the fractured stone walls, and his razor-sharp claws clicked firmly against the ice sheet as he settled his weight beside Noah’s flank.

His presence alone instantly altered the atmospheric weight of the vault, introducing a supreme, ancient aura that made the supervisor’s artificial mutation look completely pathetic.

The demon’s eyes widened in shock, his dull white, pupilless spheres expanding to their absolute limits as his blackened jaw dropped open in pure, unmitigated disbelief.

The fanatical sneer that had been plastered across his porcelain-white face vanished instantly, replaced by a sudden, paralyzing terror that seemed to freeze the very blood inside his veins.

He muttered, his cracked, ruined voice breaking into a high, trembling stammer that barely carried across the short distance: "Is... that... a d-dragon... a dragon?!"

The sight struck at the very foundation of his historical knowledge, sending his analytical frameworks into a state of absolute, chaotic collapse.

He blinked just to be sure, squinting through the fading smoke and the bright blue glare of the crackling blossoms, desperately trying to convince his senses that his roasted optic nerves were simply manufacturing an illusion brought on by the intense pain of the domain.

He shut his eyes tightly and opened them again, his entire body trembling violently against the electric chains holding him aloft.

Kael remained there though, his majestic wings folding tightly against his powerful flanks as he let out a low, bass-heavy rumble from his throat, meaning he was really staring at a live dragon, and not hallucinating.

The physical reality of the beast was undeniable; the divine pressure radiating from Kael’s scales was a physical law, pressing down on the supervisor’s chest with a weight that made his own corrupted mana pools feel completely insignificant.

The supervisor’s gaze darted frantically between the massive, predatory dragon and the motionless, masked figure of the young man standing beside it.

"I thought dragons were extinct..." the demon muttered, his voice dropping into a desperate, horrified whisper as his mind struggled to reconcile the ancient legends with the reality before him.

He shook his head weakly, his three jagged horns twitching with panic. "...there meant to be... how come you have one?!"

They were the ultimate apex predators of the natural world, creatures whose raw elemental fidelity could reshape the geography of entire nations. The concept of an independent human magus not only locating one but binding it as a compliant companion was a mathematical impossibility.

Noah shrugged, the movement slow, casual, and completely detached from the supervisor’s existential crisis.

He didn’t offer a lengthy explanation or validate the creature’s terror with a dramatic boast, keeping his arms comfortably folded beneath his traveling cloak.

"It all just kinda happened..." Noah said.

He tilted his -black cat mask slightly, his eyes flaring with a cold, absolute finality as he looked at the trembling supervisor. "...and its not like you’ll be leaving here alive to tell anyone in the first place."

The supervisor hissed, the sharp sound whistling through his blackened fangs as another spasm of electricity from the domain rippled across his porcelain skin.

He thought to himself, his contorted face hardening into a grim expression of absolute defiance: ’As expected... he’s going to kill me. But as long as I don’t spill any secrets, I don’t care about losing my life!’