"Partial dragonification."

After the partial dragonification of Qimilof, his round and plump body transformed into a miniature dragon form, his skin exuding a red glow, which briefly limited his full dragon transformation in the previous battle. Both he and I had reached the limit of partial dragonification.

"Qimilof, what are you doing?" Marutian was in a very bad mood.

“What is your dragon name?” Qimilof's anger inexplicably surged.

"Nogos, but you wouldn't remember."

“Reisgolo said you erased my memories, is that true?” Qimilof's body erupted into intense flames, perhaps realizing he wasn't too strong compared to Marutian and me, as we both lacked strength as dragons.

"It's surprising, Qisilof. I can imagine what you went through after the destruction of the Dragon Realm that made you grow stronger!" Marutian expressed admiration for Qisilof, noting that he didn't have the same oppressive power in his memories.

"Don't act like you know me well. If you don't return my memories, I'll turn you into ashes!"

"Don't rush, both of you come with questions right away, not giving me a chance to think how to answer."

"Is it or isn't it, what's so hard to answer?"

"Fine, fine, I'll grant your wish, the answer is — it isn't."

This unexpected answer caught us off guard.

"If it isn't, why do only you remember? Otherwise, you should be the same as us!"

"The control over your lost memories is not in my hands. I simply made an agreement with the Spiral Triad a long time ago. When the Triad split and reformed, this became the place where we banished the most sinful dragons. Do you think it's advantageous for them to remember the past? As for why I have memories, it's because I control them. If you want what the world took from you back, you'll have to let me free my hands!"

Under the sunlight, Marutian raised his hands, as if holding onto something tightly, something intangible and desirous — memories.

"Are you asking us to beg you?"

"If you dare to ask, I'll consider it. Even if I hand over my memories, it may not be effective. This world fears us dragons the most and may not be willing to void the original agreement."

"He's saying that even if we beg, it's useless. Qisilof, now you understand who the real enemy is!” Elena reprimanded Qisilof, urging him to realize that his unresolved memory loss was at least partly Marutian's doing, if not all.

In the previous battle, the rapid day and night cycles in The Divine Realm gradually returned to normal, with the sun's temperature not as high as Qisilof's body.

"What about the Dragon Realm? I no longer remember what's inside the Dragon Realm, or even who my friends and family are! Whose fault is this? Every mention of the Dragon Realm fills me with rage, a feeling that has penetrated deep into my bones. Even without any memory support, I will still unleash my anger!"

Returning from below the clouds, the "Thorn in the Belly" flew back into Marutian's hand. He calmly said, "If you want to vent to me, do it quickly. I'm in a very bad mood right now!"

“Soul-Breaking Flame!” Qimilof soared through the clouds in the overcast sky of The Divine Realm.

"Bring it on, but you need to exert more power."

Marutian raised the "Thorn in the Belly" in his hand, and Qimilof clashed with his sharp spike on his hardened head. The swirling sea of flames surged between them, like a red celestial map spinning uncontrollably in the sky, about to destroy the entire expanse of the heavens.

The flames behind Reisgolo stretched out eight tentacles, flexible and fast in piercing, but Reisgolo was really stubborn, he would retaliate if provoked!

"You really think your head is too hard!"

"Reisgolo!"

"I knew you would definitely need my help, Reisgolo!" I hoisted the huge sword, putting all my strength into a blow at the left side of Marutian's head, in a flash, Marutian lifted his left arm, the weight of the giant sword coupled with my remaining strength pressed on him, causing a slight frown as he felt uncomfortable from the seal.

A point of energy clash formed between the three of us, whoever lost would either be dead or injured, but if the clash continued, it would be the divine tribe that would end up either dead or injured.

"You might have forgotten there is a third dragon here!" Suddenly the silhouette of a silver dragon blocked the sunlight, without much thought, it was definitely Elena, not fully transformed but with magnificent dragon wings spread out, floating objects behind Marutian formed into a cannon, and the silver energy cannon fired at a touch.

I saw the anxiety on Marutian's face, this blow would be fatal, if he didn't defend against it, after the defense was broken, he would be caught in a pincer attack, it would be a deadly situation!

"You could have suppressed me and Elena, but you didn't expect Reisgolo to arrive so timely! You're just playing yourself to death!"

"Qin Yang, why didn't you transform into a dragon! As the emperor of the dragon tribe, what use are you if you don't transform into a dragon!"

"I will never let you succeed! But if you die, I will consider transforming into a dragon, but your dragon soul is too dangerous, I must seal you."

Elena's energy cannon was fully charged, without hesitation, the energy cannon was launched.

Before the energy cannon reached Marutian and pierced through him, someone actually took on most of the energy, leaving only a small amount of energy to reach Marutian, this person was Qingyuan Qing, who had been silent all along.

Qingyuan Qing's body was penetrated, her viscera mangled, making people nauseous.

"Bang!" The crisp and loud sound of her knee hitting the ground, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, Qingyuan Qing's pupils dispersed after she coughed up a lot of blood, in my eyes, she showed a bit more courage of fearless death, regardless of whether such actions were worth it, perhaps she forgot that she and Marutian were actually in the same boat.

Marutian had already borrowed Qingyuan Qing's power, she had no strength left to buffer the impact of the energy, the only thing she could use was her fragile body.

One who is a party to the Dragon Spirit Contract being fatally wounded, the other party would gradually lose vitality.

Reisgolo cracked Marutian's "thorn in the abdomen", Marutian's power gradually dissipated, I followed through with a sword strike, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone on his transparent dragon skin, the wound ran from the left chest to the right abdomen.

Terrifying energy erupted from the wound on Marutian, anyone with eyes could see that it was time to retreat.

"Ah..." It was a cry of pain, and an unwilling wail, the energy erupting from Marutian was very strong, if we didn't leave, we would be forced into a corner.

"The Dragon Spirit Contract shares life, with Qingyuan Qing dead, Marutian will also lose his life, and his injury extends to his soul, even if his dragon soul doesn't act immediately, we need to return to the human realm now, or the energy erupting from his body will affect us!" Elena noticed that the space portal connecting the divine realm had not been closed from the beginning, so we entered the space portal back to The Human Realm, thus avoiding the rampage of energy, but unfortunately, causing trouble for the common people of The Divine Realm.

"Kromphos, let's go!"

"No..."

"Come on!" Elena and I forcefully took Kromphos with us.

Upon returning to The Human Realm, I stood by the sea, looking at the gradually closing spatial rift caused by the explosion of energy following the fall of the Dragon Emperor in The Divine Realm. I didn't have much mood to blame Othrie though.

However, reality did not align with my wishes. A strange wind blew from across the ocean, carrying the energy of a fallen angel. This fallen angel was not the former judge who had descended from grace, but a newly arrived one. At that moment, I also heard the cries of recently departed souls.

I casually reached out and caught a cloaked envoy from the Underworld.

"Who are you? How dare... Your Majesty, the Demon Dragon!"

"What's going on?"

"The entire continent across the ocean has been occupied by the Divine Clan, right when Othrie was retreating. It seems the Divine Clan had a backup plan. They couldn't conquer Othrie, so they turned to the continent across the ocean. The several countries there had good relations with the Divine Clan, but who knew they would be played like this. It's such a pity. With so many casualties, we need to harvest the souls. Looks like this year's end-of-year bonus will be quite generous."

"So many dead, unable to reincarnate immediately, and you think piling up so many soul's is worthy of a bonus? Do you think Pluto is a fool?"

"Uh..."

"Go collect your souls!" After the envoy from the Underworld left, I remained standing by the sea, but my limbs were already weak. The Dragonbone Greatsword had taken a lot of my blood and energy, and being shattered in the end had left me seriously injured.

Elena gently caressed my face, her eyes warm as spring, truly a comforting sight.

"I thought we wouldn't make it back alive this time."

"We have him to thank for that." I glanced at Kromphos, who floated in the sea like a mischievous child, capable of dousing the fiery and hot-tempered fat man.

At some point, a shooting star streaked across the sky above us, even the stars were foretelling the fall of the Dragon Emperor.

"I think I understand what Marutian meant by controlling memories."

"Are you suggesting that once we understand, we can regain our memories?" Kromphos became particularly intrigued by the mention of memories.

"Very likely! Based on what he said, the Time Dragon is the key and the time axis is the treasure. What lies inside? I boldly guess, inside holds the wishes of life and memories of life. The past time axis is composed of memories, while the future by wishes. The world once told me that the time axis of this world is broken. Before the timeline of gods, humans, and demons, there is a separate timeline belonging to the Dragon Clan. It got severed due to the split of the three realms, losing its future, leaving only memories! The time axis in my possession is that of gods, humans, and demons, not of the dragons. The broken time axis should be in the hands of the 'Time Dragon' Mohngos!"

"Where do we find this time axis then?"

"Perhaps it's time to ask the world for some answers."