I Received System to Become Dragonborn-Chapter 1294: To The Ridge

A few days earlier...

While Erend sailed toward the southern sea, Eccar traveled in the opposite direction.

His path led north.

According to the scattered information he had gathered from travelers and villagers along the road, he got the right way to his destination which was a place called Blackstone Ridge. The name alone carried a certain weight. People spoke of it with caution, sometimes even fear.

The region was known as the home of many magical beasts.

Most of them were dangerous.

Anyone who was not a powerful cultivator or a high-rank mage had no reason to approach the area. Doing so would be no different from suicide.

But to Eccar, that warning meant very little.

No matter how powerful the magical beasts were, none of them could possibly rival him. After all, he was a Dragon.

At the moment, Eccar rode across the open wilderness on the back of a horse he had tamed only a few days earlier. Even he had been slightly surprised by how easily the wild animal had accepted him.

Perhaps it was because of his Dragon aura.

The horse had quickly become obedient, as if instinctively recognizing a superior creature. Still, Eccar could not say for certain.

The past few days of travel had been strangely pleasant.

The scenery of this world was beautiful. Rolling plains stretched endlessly under the wide sky, and the wind moved gently through the land, brushing softly against his skin as he rode.

The calm atmosphere almost made him forget that he was here on an important mission.

But that peaceful journey was about to end.

In the distance, the landscape slowly changed.

The ground rose into a massive ridge of dark stone that stretched from left to right across the horizon like the body of a giant black serpent. Beneath the ridge spread a vast forest filled with towering ancient trees.

That forest was the territory of the magical beasts.

Eccar guided the horse forward, but as they approached the tree line, the animal suddenly neighed anxiously and slowed its pace.

It refused to go any closer.

Eccar understood immediately.

He leaped down from the saddle and gently patted the horse’s neck.

"Thanks for the company," he said.

The horse neighed once, almost like a farewell, before turning and galloping away from the ridge as fast as it could.

Eccar watched it disappear across the plains.

Then he turned his gaze toward the dark forest and the towering black ridge beyond it.

The relaxed journey was over.

He stepped into the forest and began running swiftly through the shadows of the trees.

Flying would have been faster, but doing so would attract attention from anyone guarding the site hidden beyond the ridge.

For now, speed and silence were the better choices.

He continued moving deeper into the forest. The ground gradually sloped upward as the land rose toward the massive ridge above.

The terrain became increasingly difficult the deeper and higher he went into the ridge. Thick trees with long branches and roots grew closer together, their ancient trunks twisting toward the sky.

Massive roots spread across the forest floor and jutted from the ground like tangled serpents, and fallen branches blocked what little natural paths existed.

For an ordinary traveler, moving through such terrain at this speed would have been nearly impossible.

But Eccar was far from ordinary travelers.

He ran smoothly across the uneven and treacherous ground, stepping lightly on exposed roots and leaping over fallen trunks with effortless precision.

His body moved like flowing wind through the forest, never slowing despite the increasingly harsh terrain.

Time passed quickly as he advanced deeper into the wilderness.

Eventually, he reached what felt like the central region of the forest beneath the ridge.

And that was when he heard it.

"GRRRRHHH..."

Low growling sounds emerged from the shadows between the trees all around him.

It was only one at first. Then several more coming to join the party.

Within seconds, the forest around him filled with threatening noises from every direction.

Eccar stopped for a while to listen.

His golden and vertically pupil eyes slowly scanned the surrounding trees as the sounds circled him.

There were beasts. A lot of them.

Instead of concern, a smirk slowly appeared on his face.

"Took them long enough," he thought.

Branches shifted and leaves rustled as shapes began emerging from the forest shadows.

A pack of enormous wolves stepped forward first. Their bodies were larger than normal wolves, their muscles thick and powerful. Jagged bone-like spikes protruded along their spines, and their claws were far longer than those of ordinary beasts.

Behind them came several massive tigers, their striped bodies rippling with predatory strength.

Above the trees, large shadows moved.

Giant eagles with unusually sharp beaks and armored feathers circled through the canopy, their piercing eyes locked onto Eccar.

Under normal circumstances, such creatures would fiercely guard their own territories and attack one another rather than cooperate.

But now they behaved differently. Every one of them focused on the same target. Which was none other than Eccar.

Without warning, the beasts attacked him from all directions.

The wolves lunged first. They were racing across the ground while the tigers sprang from the sides. Above them, the giant eagles dove from the sky.

All of them struck at once.

Eccar didn’t move away.

Instead, he stepped toward them.

He deliberately restrained his Magic power and chose not to reveal too much of his true strength because it would create too much chaos and attract attention he didn’t want right now.

He uses oly his physical power.

The first wolf reached him.

Eccar’s fist moved faster than the beast could react.

The impact crushed the creature’s skull and sent its massive body flying across the forest floor.

Another beast leaped from the side.

Eccar turned his body and drove his elbow into its ribs with devastating force.

There was a sound of bones shattered.

One by one, the attacking beasts collapsed under his attack.

For Eccar, this fight was barely more than a warm-up.

After that, he continued to move up the ridge.

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