‘This is definitely… someone I’ve seen before?’

**The Administrator of the Dimensional Integration Community.**

It looks similar to the full-body armor and form in the photo that Jutdak posted before.

Is it real? Is it really him?

Jutdak, you say?

Yongyong’s mouth hung open in disbelief.

No, wait...

Jutdak.

A being surrounded by countless rumors.

The one who dramatically transformed the Dimensional Integration Community and shocked everyone.

You can catch a glimpse of his greatness even through the new items sold in the community.

Self-proclaimed Emperor of the Universe.

What kind of person is he really? Could he truly be the Emperor of the Universe? And what kind of person is he to treat the Dimensional Integration Community like a toy?

A figure full of mysteries.

- ㄴAh, the screen’s breaking again.
- ㄴWhat’s going on with the status? Yongyong, where the heck are you?
- ㄴJutdak! What’s up with the server? Get to work!
- ㄴWho was that earlier? Even though I can only see through the screen, there’s something intense about his presence, haha.
- ㄴYeah, I felt that too.
- ㄴHuh? I didn’t feel anything.
- ㄴI think only the real tough guys would be able to feel it.
- ㄴSo you’re saying you’re one of those tough guys, huh?

There was a lot of chatter in the community about the man in the golden armor, but Yongyong couldn’t afford to focus on that.

All of his attention was drawn to the man.

The man in golden armor grabbed one of the long spears that were swirling around him.

The moment the man grabbed the spear, Yongyong felt a chill run down his spine.

Gulp—

He just lightly grabbed the spear, but why did his legs feel weak?

Was this how prey feels when it’s targeted by a dragon?

It seemed like the community didn’t really grasp the magnitude of the man’s presence, but...

Maybe it was because of that overwhelming presence from earlier that weighed down on his soul?

Yongyong was certain now.

That man was Jutdak.

On the opposite side of Jutdak, a huge centipede-like monster was screeching.

‘C-Could it get any bigger?’

Even though Yongyong wasn’t small when he returned to his dragon form, he wasn’t nearly as large as that.

Kuu-goo-koo—

It felt like looking at a crawling mountain range.

Armor that seemed harder than steel. 
Claws sharper than any spear. 
Poison dripping from its mouth. 
A body that could rival a massive mountain.

Every time it wriggled, the ground trembled.

‘How am I supposed to deal with that?’

If I struggled against goblin-sized monsters earlier...

It’s true that size doesn’t always equate to strength, but I do know one thing.

That thing is ridiculously strong.

It’s definitely a monster straight out of mythology.

Kuu-goo-koo—

The centipede-like monster rose up, and its body stretched endlessly.

‘How big is this thing?’

When it lifted its long body, its shadow spread across the entire area, blocking out the sky.

Crack—

- Oh! We’re connected.
- Ugh! Is this some kind of creepy image?
- Call Padak! Cut it off!
- Isn’t Yongyong crazy?
- What did I just see?
- What the hell is that?
- Is that the real-life size?
- Did Yongyong shrink or something?
- Yongyong, if you’re messing around with adults like that, you’re in trouble.
- Ah, it’s cutting out again.

The connection to the community was still unstable.

Then...

Swoosh—

The man in the golden armor moved.

‘...A throwing spear?’

Given the size of the centipede monster, the spear looked like a needle.

Was this what it was like for David and Goliath?

A tiny human against a giant monster from mythology.

No matter how much Jutdak was praised, this seemed too much.

Even a goblin-sized monster endured Yongyong’s 8-circle Hellfire. What about that centipede?

But the moment the spear left the man’s hand, Yongyong realized something.

‘Crazy!’

This wasn’t the time to worry about the man.

It was time to focus on his own body first!

“!!”

Yongyong quickly cast the Absolute Barrier and stacked all kinds of shield magic.

The blue metallic spear the man threw sliced through the air.

Swoosh—

The blue metallic spear, pushing the air aside, created a massive current as it fell like a meteor.

The spear, which would have been small in comparison to the centipede, pierced through its tough shell like it was butter.

Thwoooom!

A massive shockwave followed the trail of the spear, creating a large ring.

The fog that had resisted Yongyong’s magic instantly disappeared, and his vision cleared.

Kuu-goo-koo—

As the spear hit the ground...

A massive explosion erupted, and the ground began to tremble.

The air around the epicenter contracted, pulling the surrounding atmosphere upwards toward the sky.

Following the current, a giant burst of air rushed upward, and a bright white flash filled the surroundings.

A massive cloud rose up into the sky.

Then, a shockwave rushed straight toward Yongyong.

“OOH!”

The enormous roar came immediately after.

“Ka-eeng!”

Yongyong, who witnessed everything, was no longer in his right state.

“U-uh….”

Yongyong, who had been tossed about like a teacup in a storm, barely opened his eyes and looked around.

The surroundings had already been overturned due to the explosion, and the fog was rising again.

“Ugh…”

- Can I breathe now?
- What the hell?
- A spear was thrown, and a nuclear explosion happened.
- Mom, I want to go home.
- Hahaha
- Damn.
- Can’t even speak properly.
- Could it be... 'that person'?
- That person?
- That brilliant orange glow...
- The silhouette looks familiar... Wait a second. Let me check a photo.
- It’s probably been deleted by now.
- Did Yongyong mess with Jutdak and get dragged away?
   
For a moment, the comment section, which had been silent as if frozen, started scrolling quickly.

- That’s crazy! What is going on!
- Jutdak, you say?
- Did Yongyong meet Jutdak?
- Kyaah!
- Yongyong, wake up! Get back on air!
- Come on, tell us what happened!
- The screen keeps flashing and flipping, I can’t see properly!

- Kiya! Our Yongyong met Jutdak. He’s made it big, huh?
- He’s the highest honor.
- For real...
- Is that the dimension where Jutdak is?
- Is that really the famous Jutdak?

Crack—

Of course, the connection dropped again due to the unstable signal.

“Yongyong’s dead.”

A groan slipped out of Yongyong’s mouth as a habit.

There wasn’t a place on his body that didn’t ache.

Groan... groan...

He wanted to collapse and sleep, but...

“Ugh…”

He sprang up.

Ah, right. He’d just met Jutdak. How could he lie down and sleep now?

Swish—swish—

As he looked around, he saw a small round metal machine floating in the air, emitting a blue field.

“Ah...”

Right. He remembered.

Just as the aftershock made him feel like his life was at risk, the metal machine had flown to him.

If it hadn’t been for the blue field coming from the metal machine, he might have already returned to the embrace of mana.

“Jut... Dak?”

It was real. It was Jutdak!

If that wasn’t him, who else could it be?

That’s the only way to think about it. The throwing spear too.

With reverence and fear flooding in, Yongyong was overcome with both emotions.

“I... I can’t even think about running away.”

The metal machine.

It seemed to have some kind of marking on it.

- If you run, you die.

It was as if the machine emitting the blue field was saying that.

This wasn’t the time for that.

Yongyong quickly got back in position.

Snap.

He straightened himself, kneeling and sitting in a formal posture.

For the first time in his life—no, his dragon life—he was trying a posture like this.

Is this right? Am I making any mistakes?

He mimicked the posture humans take when showing extreme respect.

He fixed his hair, cast magic, and washed his face.

As Yongyong hurriedly moved, he heard a heavy voice in his ear.

“Hm? What are you doing?”

Teeng!

Yongyong almost screamed in shock.

Barely holding back, Yongyong lowered his gaze 45 degrees and, with a calm mind, greeted ‘that person.’

“Greetings! I am the mischievous ‘Fire Dragon’ Yongyong!”

“Hm?”

“The great Jutdak... it is an honor to meet you!”

Crack—

- Damn! This is driving me crazy! Why does it keep cutting out!
- Huh?
- ?
- Comment?
- Oh...
- Kyaah! He's so handsome.
- Kyaah! Oppa!
- Damn.
- This is so unfair, life is truly unfair.
- The difference is so big

 that I don’t even feel jealous anymore.

Tsppat—

Yongyong, dripping with cold sweat, turned off the broadcast.

Teeng!

I forgot to turn it off!

No way, he wouldn’t just cut me off for going on air without permission, right?

Shudder—

Did he notice the tense look on Yongyong’s face?

“Haha.”

A relaxed laugh came from him.

Is he alive?

“Yeah. You’re Yongyong, right?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

“Yeah. You’ve been doing things I told you not to do.”

“Wha—?”

Yongyong’s face turned pale.

No, no...!

He couldn’t think of an excuse.

“I-I’m so sorry!!!”

Yongyong quickly performed the grand bow he learned from the community.

“Hahaha. Just kidding.”

When he slowly raised his head, his silhouette, backlit, became visible.

“I have a question.”

“Yes! Ask me anything!”

“You have a connection to the community?”

“Eh?”

Of course, it was Jutdak!

Even in this situation, asking about the community!

“That... it’s still cut off, but it connects sometimes!!”

“Really? Then why can’t I connect? Anyway, good to know. Send a message to my account. And put one in for Birdell too.”

“Yes!!”

“Oh, and.”

“Yes?”

For some reason, Yongyong swallowed nervously.

The man spoke to him in a calm tone.

“What can you do?”

For some reason... he was smiling, but Yongyong felt like he was facing a scary neighborhood elder.

“What’s your answer?”

Teeng!

This was getting scary!

“I-I can!”

Yongyong hurriedly started speaking.

He listed everything he could do, couldn’t do, his birth, and his growth process.

It just felt like something he had to do.

Mom! I’m scared!