Well, let's organize our thoughts now. First of all, the person in front of us is the Demon King who was sealed here along with the Dark Dragon ten thousand years ago because of his own stupidity and being tricked by his younger brother. Secondly, this guy also needs Aya's help... to slay a dragon?

"The three ladies must also be here to deal with the Abyssal Dragon, right?"

"Forget your ladies! I'm a guy!" Aya bared her teeth and looked like she wanted to bite someone.

"Huh?" The Demon King raised an eyebrow, carefully examined Aya from head to toe, and chuckled, "Don't joke, miss, I have good eyesight."

"I..."

"Okay, Aya," Tiran pulled Aya back, who was about to bite someone, and said with interest, "We are indeed here to deal with that dragon. Do you have any suggestions? Oh... Silvis, was that your name...? Well, let's call you Kongming."

The Demon King: "..."

This guy not only had black hair and black eyes, and was dressed in flowing robes, giving off an ethereal and dignified look, but he also played the piano well. It was completely out of place with a name like Silvis.

"I wouldn't dare claim to give advice; it's just my personal opinion." Putting aside all the messy stuff, Silvis slowly scanned the three individuals in front of him and finally fixed his gaze on the silent Faye at the back.

"A Holy Rank alone would probably not be able to combat the current power of the Dragon Soul. Although it has been suppressed, ten thousand years is enough time for it to recover from the trauma suffered by its soul. It now has about two to three times its full power during its heyday."

"By the way, two to three times the power of the Dragon is enough to defeat most Holy Ranks, and this Angel lady here shouldn't be considered strong in the Holy Rank, right?"

"So what?"

"I would be willing to lend a hand." Silvis lightly rested his right hand on his chest and elegantly bowed.

"No need." The voice of the little Angel was stern and filled with disgust as she looked at Silvis, "Suppressing the Dragon is my task, and I will personally complete it. But I won't cooperate with a demon... especially the Demon King."

The animosity between Angels and Demons was deep-rooted. Although Faye had managed to coexist peacefully with Mimi during her time in the castle, it didn't mean she could easily accept help from a Demon, especially the Demon King.

"It's not necessary. I may be a Demon, but I consider myself a pacifist. I have never had a grudge against the Angels." Silvis smiled bitterly.

"Enough talking. I will personally deal with the Dragon." Maybe it was because she was cheated by a goddess and couldn't vent her anger, but the little Angel seemed particularly irritable today. She swiftly took out her sword and pressed it against Silvis's throat, "Where is it?"

Silvis remained calm even with the sword at his throat, and gently pointed behind him towards the mountain, "Five miles from here is a bay where the Abyssal Dragon is sleeping. Be careful, miss."

Ignoring him, the little Angel gave a cold snort and unfurled her wings, flying straight towards the place where the Dragon slept.

"Hey, wait! Faye, be careful!" Tiran wanted to call her back, but the moody Faye didn't seem to listen at all.

Seeing Faye fly away, a slight ease and cunning flashed in Silvis's smile as he turned back to Aya and Tiran, "So, the two remaining ladies, are you interested in my proposal?"

Tiran shrugged, and Aya also seemed curious, "Is it necessary? It's just the lingering soul of a Dragon, right? It shouldn't be a problem to handle it, even if it can control the laws."

After mastering the laws, Aya could tear through space with just a snap of her fingers, and even alter the flow of time. She had experienced the terrifying power of that during her battles with Fiona and Hermes, where they completed the Mechanical Descendence. It was hard to believe that there was any power that could rival the gods.

"Well, I think we should consider it," Tiran said with a meaningful look at Silvis. He patted Aya on the shoulder and continued, "Use your brain. If the Holy Rank can really be relied upon, then how did those two die when they first encountered the Demon Dragon?"

...

"Hey Little Light..."

In the Elf Temple, Artemis sweated nervously as the Goddess of Light effortlessly took another one of her big dragons off the chessboard. Artemis couldn't help but complain, "Are you sure it's okay for you to stay here like this? And... why the hell did you change my pieces again?"

"Well, I have nothing else to do going back anyway. Besides, we're good sisters, right? Just came to visit and spend some quality time together." Little Light stuck out her tongue.

"I do mind!" The Elf Goddess was desperate. This goddess had no manners at all! She just barged in and stayed the whole day, and on top of that, she kept secretly switching her chess pieces!

"But didn't you send your fiery angel to suppress the Demon Dragon? Aren't you worried? You didn't even use Mirror Shadow... Last time, when she went to deal with a child who wasn't even Holy Rank, you were so worried you could die."

"Well, about that..." The Goddess Majesty put one foot on the chair without any grace, messing up her beautiful hair. She sighed helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to, but that place is inaccessible."

"Just a second-rate sealing magic and The Realm of Darkness, right? Plus, the place where your divine thoughts can't reach?" Artemis was curious. Although they all had similar levels of divine power, the Goddess of Light, who had won the God Wars a thousand years ago, was undoubtedly the strongest in terms of power. It was almost impossible to find any place where her divine thoughts couldn't reach.

"Just remove the word 'darkness'." The goddess sighed.

"Remove... huh?" Artemis understood, "You mean to say that back in The Realm, there wasn't anything like that!"

...

"I didn't expect that this sealed world would not only have mountains, but even the ocean. This is really going against nature!"

In the moist sea breeze, Aya had Tiran on one arm and Silvis on the other. They landed on a cliff by the sea, with rocky reefs below. The surging waves crashed against the rocks, shattering into white foams.

This terrain was quite peculiar. On one side, there were clearly towering mountains, and on the other side, the vast sea. It was a configuration that was rarely seen in the real world - a sudden drop in altitude.

Several kilometers away from the shore, Fiona was hovering in the air, searching for the place where the soul of the Demon Dragon was sleeping.

"Aya, are you referring to this place? Actually, this is the battlefield where the people of this world annihilated the Demon Dragon ten thousand years ago. It seems to have captured scenes from that creature's memories and restored this place. As for the strange peaks behind..."

Before Silvis could finish, Angel had already found the target and summoned three projections of the Spears of Brilliancy, which were then launched into the air without hesitation.

"Oh, starting off with a big move?" Tiran was somewhat surprised. She had already witnessed the power of the artifact projections. Even if she were to enter the realm of Holy Rank, she would not want to directly face such an attack.

Three spear shadows pierced straight into the seawater, but there was no movement for a long time. Even the golden light and explosive effects that should have appeared after hitting the target did not occur.

Fiona frowned and summoned countless light gates with her right hand, preparing for another round of attack, but suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

"That sea... is so calm."

Aya stared at a large area of ocean beneath little Fiona. Compared to its surroundings, the sea, several kilometers wide, was excessively calm. There was not even a slight ripple, let alone waves.

"There's something floating up."

Tiran noticed a shadow under the sea, nearly a kilometer long, continuously expanding. It gave the impression of a shark attacking swimmers.

The surface of the sea trembled, and a massive protrusion quickly rose from beneath Fiona's feet, creating a ring-shaped giant wave that roared in all directions in an instant.

Fiona also noticed this obvious change and immediately raised her height. She raised the holy sword and a golden light sphere condensed at the tip of the sword, emitting a terrifying energy like a small sun.

"Heaven's Judgment!"

The light sphere hit the center of the ring-shaped wave and exploded into a dazzling white light, instantly triggering a tsunami twice as high as before, covering the previous waves.

"Damn it."

Aya felt her eyes twitch. Did little Angel go easy on her and Tiran when they were chasing her? By bombing like this, at least half the capital city would be gone!

"Are you kidding me? Can that dragon still handle it? It must have used up all of its nine lives, right?"

"Not the same," Silvis shook his head. "Pay attention, that guy is waking up."

Little Angel's Heaven's Judgment bombardment even briefly pushed back the seawater entirely, revealing the underwater seabed. It was at this moment that the Abyssal Dragon, which had caused great disturbance to the human realm ten thousand years ago, revealed its true form.

"So... so huge!"

Aya exclaimed. Up to this point, Aya had actually seen many enormous beings. Her own dragon body was fifteen meters long, and she had witnessed fifty-meter mountains, as well as hundred-meter tall rulers and mist tree spirits. But compared to the creature in front of her, they were nothing.

The Abyssal Dragon, with a body several kilometers long, was the largest creature that Aya had ever seen in her lifetime. Its body was covered in thick, iron-like scales that resembled rocks due to the long years it had endured. However, these scales formed peculiar patterns that seemed to hold some special rules.

The dragon's neck was nearly a kilometer long. If little Angel hadn't flown at a higher altitude, it might have been bitten by the dragon just by tilting its head.

After surfacing from the water, the dragon trembled. A fierce wind suddenly spiraled from both sides of its back, creating two water tornadoes on the sea's surface. Even when separated by several kilometers, the wind pressure made Aya's face ache.

When Aya looked again, the two water tornadoes had already been shattered by two huge membranes that obscured the sky. The massive body emitted a deep and oppressive roar, accompanied by an innate and noble dragon aura that surged toward Fiona and caused little Angel's breath to stagnate for a moment.

"This is... a dragon that can be fatal!" Despite being mentally prepared, Aya couldn't help but doubt whether the dragon had come back to life. Damn it, was that thing over there of the same race as herself?! The difference was too great! She used to be proud of being a golden dragon, but now... hey, it's so irritating! It's a dragon's honor to be angrier than a dragon!

"This thing..." Next to her, the Princess's expression was also quite serious. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly raised her head with a look of awe and said, "It actually has such a weird head..."