At the military workshop, Violet looked at the divine gun she had made, with a hint of worry on her face.

"What exactly went wrong?" Violet's head began to ache, and she rubbed her temples, deciding to take a rest for a while.

She leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes. Memories of her master teaching her how to make the divine gun played in her mind. As her master's scaled hand glided over the surface of the divine gun, Violet's memories started to blur.

In the end, it was her lack of focus during the lesson that resulted in the blurry memories.

Violet took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her mind, and continued to recall the scene.

Suddenly, she remembered a sentence her master had said, "The most crucial part of the divine gun is its internal mechanism, understand, Xiao Zhu Yi."

She opened her eyes and touched the divine gun her master had made, carefully pondering the profound meaning of that sentence.

"Internal..." Violet whispered, her fingers caressing the intricate patterns on the divine gun.

"Why did I forget about this?" Violet had a moment of realization and immediately disassembled the divine gun in her hand, revealing the components inside.

Next, she disassembled the divine gun she had made, exposing its parts, and then compared the two guns.

After a while, Violet still couldn't find any differences between the divine gun she made and the one her master made. Whether it was the internal material or the direction of the firing cord, even the weight of each piece was exactly the same.

"This is strange. What's going on?"

She pondered, without finding an answer. She decided to take each part out and compare them one by one, and then weigh them.

After several hours of testing, she finally found the problem.

She took out the firing cords of both divine guns and found that the one her master made was more elastic, while the one she made was slightly rigid. Perhaps this slight difference was the reason why Violet's divine gun couldn't launch armor-piercing rounds.

She furrowed her brows and contemplated for a long time, murmuring, "So that's it!"

Violet's eyes sparkled with a glimmer of wisdom. She took out the corresponding materials from the drawer and began to reshape the firing cord and adjust its weight.

In no time, she successfully set up a new type of firing cord, just like the one her master made.

Violet assembled the divine gun and went to the testing ground. She placed a dummy in the center of the field, dressed it in vampire uniform.

She took a red bullet from her waist pouch and loaded it into the divine gun, then pulled the trigger.

Bang - a soft sound, and the red bullet shot out and hit the target.

The armor was penetrated, leaving a fist-sized hole in the dummy's abdomen.

Violet's eyes immediately lit up, her face filled with ecstatic joy. She excitedly waved her arms and cheered.

"Success! Finally, success! Hahaha!" Violet jumped up in excitement, like a happy child.

After a year of hard work, she had finally made the divine gun. The next step was to obtain approval from the Queen and proceed with mass production.

Through this research, Violet finally understood why her master always had the saying "a miss is as good as a mile" on his lips.

It was because of the elasticity of the firing cord that her divine gun couldn't launch armor-piercing rounds.

Violet returned to the military workshop with her research results and applied to the Queen for approval to mass-produce her invention.

She arrived at the palace and headed straight for the sleeping chamber of the Queen. She knocked on the door and entered.

Iris was lying on the bed, resting, and when she saw Violet, a tiredness appeared on her face. "Is there something wrong?" she asked.

"The Divine Machine Cannon has been made. Take a look," Violet handed the Divine Machine to the queen and said.

Iris took the Divine Machine and looked through it. After finishing, she showed a relieved expression.

"Great! With this, I can unify the two continents of the Shuowang Empire," she nodded.

"Iris, you seem tired. Are you sick?" Violet sat on the edge of the bed and asked with concern.

"No, I've been practicing without much rest during this period," Iris yawned and lazily lay on the bed. "I'll take a nap now. I'll write the documents for you later."

Iris lay on the pillow, closed her eyes, and slowly fell into a deep sleep, her shiny nose and thin lips slightly pursed, emitting an alluring glow.

Violet sat quietly beside her, gazing at Iris' face with a faint smile on her beautiful face.

After a long time, she picked up the Divine Machine Cannon and walked out. Closing the door behind her, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Iris, I will dedicate all my efforts to studying the blueprint left by my master and help you unify the two continents."

It took Violet a year to create a sample of the Divine Machine Cannon, and it would probably take even longer to create the one based solely on the blueprint.

"I have to work hard," Violet turned her gaze into the distance and murmured.

She left the palace and headed towards the military office.

...

Ling looked at herself in the mirror, gazing at her gloomy eyes, which made her look particularly melancholic.

"Ah...why do my eyes look like this again?" Ling rubbed her eyes, sighing.

These days, Ling's eyes had been feeling more and more uncomfortable, as if the whole world was getting darker.

Although it lasted only a few seconds, it felt like a long period of time for Ling. She felt uncomfortable and worried.

Should I ask Dugu? He is also a Transcendent like me, so he should know about my abnormal condition.

With that thought, Ling changed into a different outfit, preparing to go to Dugu's residence.

...

In Dugu's residence, in an independent courtyard, he stood by the window, watching the distant sun slowly setting, the evening glow spreading across the entire yard.

At this moment, there were footsteps from outside the courtyard. He turned around and saw Ling approaching.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" Dugu asked.

Ling walked up to him and said, "Dugu, don't call me Your Majesty. Lady Sister is the ruler of the country. By calling me like this, where does it leave her?"

Dugu was momentarily stunned, then quickly regained composure and respectfully said, "Your Highness Ling, I understand."

Ling smiled, "Dugu, why do my eyes sometimes become gray? This has been happening for a month."

Upon hearing this question, Dugu replied, "Your Highness, this is actually a good thing."

"A good thing?" Ling was puzzled.

"Yes, Your Highness, your eyes turning gray means that the power of both elements within you is recovering and gradually strengthening," Dugu explained. "When the power of both elements is fully restored in your body, your eyes will turn into heterochromic red and blue pupils."

"Will my sister notice something different about me? Will she cut off ties with me if she finds out my true identity?" Ling asked nervously.

Dugu smiled and replied, "Your Highness, it won't be a problem." He reached into his pocket and took out an exquisite box, handing it to Ling. "Inside this box are color-changing contact lenses. Once you wear them, you can freely change the color of your pupils."

"That's amazing!" Ling exclaimed in excitement. She eagerly took the box and carefully examined its contents, finding two pairs of color-changing lenses inside.

She carefully put them on her eyes, and instantly, her eyes changed from gray to red. "Has it turned red?" Ling asked.

"Indeed," Dugu nodded. "Your Highness, these lenses need to be changed every week, or they will naturally fall off. I'll buy more tomorrow and have them delivered to your chamber."

"Thank you, Dugu," Ling said happily.

Dugu shook his head. "It's what I should do."

"I'll go find Mother now, so I'll take my leave," Ling said hurriedly, then quickly left.

Dugu watched Ling's departing figure and let out a sigh before continuing to gaze at the setting sun in the distance. "If Iris knew about Your Majesty's true identity, she would surely cut off ties with you..."

In a way, the Vanquishers and the demons were enemies, and so were the angels.

Dugu said this, not wanting to sadden Ling. After all, she was just a child and should not be involved in this conflict.

Dugu couldn't understand why Oblivion made Ling the leader of the Vanquishers. If she were to point her sword at Iris, how heartbroken would she be?

The Queen Mother would surely be in immense pain seeing her two daughters fighting each other...

Likewise, the Vanquishers would attack the angels as well. No matter who dies, the Queen Mother would undoubtedly be the one in the most agony.