With a breath of annihilating dragon fire, Saga obliterated the monster that bore a demonic aura, killing it instantly.

Most of the creature’s torso vanished under the annihilating dragon breath, as if devoured by an invisible beast, leaving only half a leg covered in bone armor on the ground.

“Her physical condition seems to have strengthened considerably after the mutation.”

“However, it was of no use in the face of my dragon breath.”

Saga smacked his lips, looking at the remaining leg of the monster and thought to himself.

Then, under the somewhat shocked gaze of the Topaz Dragon, he turned his head to look at the shape-shifting warlock held in the grasp of the Topaz Dragon, who also wore an incredulous expression, and said, “Just now, you seemed to show signs of mutation as well. I have every reason to believe that you worship the same deity or demon.”

Saga grinned and said:

“We’ll have a good chat later.”

Suddenly.

The remnants of the monster’s leg shattered, exploding into a mist of blood, which then instantly coalesced into a bizarre blood-red rune made of many skulls in a cross shape.

The moment the blood-red rune formed.

It shot out like a bolt of blood-red lightning, heading straight for the Golden Hatchling Dragon.

At the same time, Saga turned his head, and the lightning-fast blood-red rune caught his eye, branding itself onto his faceplate.

In an instant, the island under the starry night sky disappeared.

The Topaz Dragon disappeared, the shark-tiger disappeared, everything disappeared.

The scenery before Saga’s eyes changed abruptly, replaced by a world of blood—endless wars raged, blood flowed like rivers, and skulls piled up like mountains. In the center of this world, upon a colossal brass throne of skulls, sat an immense and majestic figure.

It roared and bellowed.

Its sun-like eyes stared directly at Saga.

Its voice, deep and resonant like a great bell, reached Saga’s ears, penetrating his soul.

“All beings revere me as the Blood God of Tyranny, the Lord of Skulls!”

“Your performance has won my favor. Offer blood sacrifices to the Blood God, present skulls to the throne, and under the watchful gaze of the Lord of Skulls, as a chosen one, you shall receive endless mighty power and become the chosen champion of this world!”

A world of blood.

The scent of slaughter and madness.

Symbols of skulls and blood.

These distinct features blended together.

At this moment, Saga was certain that he had attracted the attention of a malevolent deity. The pirate he had just killed must have been a follower of this deity. However, the deity seemed indifferent to the death of its follower. On the contrary, it had taken an interest in Saga, who had killed its follower, and wanted to win his faith.

“Get out of my mind!”

After a moment of silence.

The Golden Hatchling Dragon looked up and rebuked without any mercy:

“Even if I, Saga, were to follow a malevolent deity, I would worship only the most powerful among them. You, an obscure deity with an unremarkable title, also wish to gain my faith?”

Buzz!

Buzz!

Dazzling golden light burst forth, and the magnificent figure of the Golden Metal Dragon reappeared in the spiritual world.

Unlike the pirate who had been invaded by terror and awe, Saga was full of fighting spirit, even believing he could crush the opponent, his spiritual power burning fiercely.

Knowing that the opponent was a malevolent deity, his desire to battle also climbed higher and higher.

Saga was eager to try.

Boom!

A storm erupted, and the Golden Metal Dragon soared into the sky, its mighty wings drying the river of blood and turning the skulls to dust. Its wings covered the sky, boldly approaching the brass throne of skulls and the infinite figure seated upon it.

As the dragon wings flapped, the colossal figure of the Golden Metal Dragon continued to swell, seemingly without limit.

On the other side.

The figure on the brass throne, vast and blurred amidst the swirling blood flames, only revealed a pair of sun-like eyes, reflecting the imposing Golden Metal Dragon, showing a different expression.

Saga’s performance pleased this deity of violence, battle, slaughter, and fury.

Seeing Its spiritual projection, Saga not only showed no fear but even wanted to battle with It. This temperament was exactly what It favored.

“Join my ranks, become my champion! You shall be reborn!”

The voice of the great bell rang out again.

But Saga’s mind was resolute, unshaken.

“Still trying to tempt me? You should see what level you’re at.”

Saga scoffed.

For a deity not even recorded in the annals of dragon heritage, he had no patience to show any courtesy, as it was very likely to be some unknown, insignificant god, only capable of trickery, not even worthy to pick the teeth of the dragons of the dragon pantheon, perhaps not even a demigod.

In the spiritual world, the magnificent Golden Metal Dragon spread its wings wide and took a deep breath.

Boom!

An annihilating dragon breath, vast like a celestial waterfall, poured from the mouth of the Golden Metal Dragon.

All the skulls hanging in the air, the flowing river of blood, everything in the path of the annihilating dragon breath was destroyed, leaving no trace of existence.

“Very well, let me show you my power.”

A sound like clashing weapons rang out.

In an instant, a multitude of skulls emerged from nowhere, stacking upon each other to form a colossal skull as large as a planet. This skull opened its mouth wide, biting towards Saga’s annihilating dragon breath.

However—

Boom!

The colossal skull was pierced through, the annihilating dragon breath unstoppable, piercing straight through the surging blood flames and into the chest of the majestic figure, leaving a gaping hole.

In that moment, the world of blood seemed to fall silent.

The figure on the brass throne looked down at its chest, seemingly a bit stunned.

“Hmph, not even worth a strike.”

Saga was certain that this was a deity of trickery. He was one hundred percent sure that in his own spiritual world, he could overpower the opponent, all attacks supremely powerful.

Taking advantage of the momentary stun of the opponent.

The Golden Metal Dragon, also grown to a vast and magnificent size, approached the brass throne like lightning, then stood upright and slammed its claw down.

Bang!

The head, wrapped in blood flames and engraved with rolling runes, was knocked askew as a helmet flew off.

“Playing tricks in my mind, I’ll knock your head askew!”

The Golden Metal Dragon murmured, raising its claw again to sweep at the opponent’s head, aiming to knock it askew to the other side.

However, before the claw could fall, a thunderous roar resounded instantly.

Boom!

A ring of blood flames erupted, and the overwhelming power mixed with slaughter, chaos, and other intense emotions repelled the Golden Metal Dragon, sending it flying far away.

The hole in the chest healed instantly.

The figure on the brass throne, draped in blood flames, slowly stood up.

“Worthy of being the chosen champion favored by me.”

It murmured, its voice tinged with a hint of madness and bloodlust.

Raising an arm, brass and bone layered together, blood like fire rolling over it, forming a brass battle-axe that seemed capable of tearing the world apart.

It then extended another hand towards the Golden Metal Dragon, directly using the divine power of a deity.

Dominate!

Eh?

Suddenly, the vast body of the Golden Metal Dragon began to shrink, as if the endless power within was draining away. Despite being in his own spiritual world, his home ground, Saga was shocked to find that his spiritual power seemed to be suppressed, unable to be mobilized.

“Something seems wrong.”

Pressed by an invisible force into the form of a Golden Hatchling Dragon, Saga looked up, his vision filled with the towering figure.

It held the blood-fire burning brass battle-axe, cleaving down towards him as if an entire world shaped like a battle-axe was smashing down upon him.

Faced with such a terrifying scene.

Even Saga’s spirit couldn’t help but waver, especially when his spiritual power was mysteriously suppressed and sealed.

If he were to be defeated and killed in his own spiritual world, deep shadows would linger in his will, possibly leaving behind insidious traps like the electromagnetic slave mark, unknowingly becoming a loyal servant to others, like the demon warlock Addison.

This was not a good thing.

Saga could not accept such an event happening.

But in such a situation, he had no good solution, his power seemingly sealed, only able to watch helplessly as the brass battle-axe fell.

“Great Metal Dragon God, Lord of the North Wind, I seek your gaze, I seek your protection.”

“Great Gemstone Dragon God, Ruby Dragon, I seek your gaze, I seek your protection.”

Uncontrollably, the Golden Hatchling Dragon murmured, praying to the dragon gods he knew.

Not just the Platinum Dragon God, the Immortal Dragon Queen, the Gemstone Dragon God, but also the gods of destruction and ruin, justice and judgment, fate and adjudication, in short, all the named dragon gods, including the ephemeral Eternal and Time Dragon, whose status as a dragon god was not clear, were prayed to by Saga, not a single one overlooked.

At the same time.

As if sensing something, the majestic figure paused, and the huge battle-axe also stopped.

It looked down at the Golden Hatchling Dragon with a fierce smile, and the voice like a great bell resounded:

“My champion, we shall meet again.”

In an instant.

Without any hesitation, without a pause, the world of blood faded away, the crimson river disappeared, the skulls scattered across the land disappeared, the brass throne and the demonic figure disappeared.

The sea breeze was gentle.

Waves churned.

Under the clear and bright moonlight, the Golden Hatchling Dragon came back to his senses, the blood-red rune that had been affixed to his faceplate now shattered.

Phew.

Saga let out a sigh of relief, feeling a bit shaken.

“I seem to have underestimated this unknown deity.”

“What exactly is the origin of this deity? With such a performance, there should be records in the dragon heritage.”

The Golden Hatchling Dragon fell into thought.

“However, it shouldn’t be too powerful. It retreated directly in the end, probably fearing that my prayers would be sensed by the dragon gods, drawing their gaze.”

With the advantage of having a powerful pantheon behind him, Saga now felt it.

Even if he did not worship the dragon gods, praying to them in a critical moment could possibly draw a sliver of their attention.

“This was quite dangerous. If I had been captured in the spiritual world, who knows what would have happened.”

“Would I have become a monster like the previous female gunner?”

“Chosen Champion. The title sounds quite nice. It seems to fancy me a lot, meaning to make me the head of the demon followers? Unfortunately, the favor of a demon god is usually accompanied by a heavy price, and I cannot accept it.”

At that moment, the voice of the Topaz Dragon, a bit solemn, sounded.

“Are you alright? I just saw a blood-red rune branded on your faceplate, and you immediately fell into a trance, your gaze vacant. I don’t know exactly what happened, and I didn’t dare to act rashly.”

“But in the blink of an eye, you were back to normal.”

“What exactly happened?”

The time that passed in the spiritual world was more than just a blink of an eye. Saga just shook his head, not revealing what had happened in his spiritual world, and the Topaz Dragon did not press further.

First, the Eternal and Time Dragon appeared.

Then there was the unusual appearance of a malevolent deity.

In this main material world, where deities are not much worshipped or revered, such a situation probably cannot continue for long. Saga thought, feeling a sense of an impending storm.