He is a pure-blooded dragon in the miniature garden.

Chapter 155 What does it mean to compete with Su Nian for the sovereignty of the sun?
Lower level, southern district, near the Avalon settlement.

As the sun rose, the white-haired, golden-eyed youth expressionlessly snapped the last sword aimed at him, then snapped the armored knight who had ambushed him.

"The sun has risen, it's all over now."

But looking at the corpses scattered everywhere, the countless broken weapons stuck in the ground, and the earth stained red with blood.

Looking at the destruction he had caused with his own hands, Galgi was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

Born a natural savior, his hands are stained with the blood of so many innocent people, merely as a test to make him a candidate for the Primal.

He gently wiped the blood from his forehead; it was the closest he had ever come to death, when a skilled archer launched a sneak attack amidst the combined assault of several knights.

If it weren't for his exceptionally high level of intelligence and almost precognitive intuition, he might have actually perished there.
So when he killed the archer, he remembered his name—Tristan.

Unlike Su Nian, who used almost overwhelming numerical values ​​to slaughter his way through, Galgi spent the same night in a perilous situation, a night in which even with his four-digit numerical value and possession of a simulated star map, he could still have nearly perished.

This is Avalon, the direct knightly order under the Halloween Queen, and the main source of the most elite Queen's knightly order under the Halloween Queen.

It has a formidable reputation both in the past and present, and is a force to be reckoned with, on par with the former Arcadia. It is the undisputed overlord of the Southern District.

Moreover, this place also contains the legacy and blessings left by generations of knights, as well as various traps and fortifications.

This was indeed a real challenge for Gargi, even with the help of his companions.

"What's wrong? Has your mental defense been broken down so easily?"

While Gargi remained silent, an aged voice appeared in Gargi's ear.

Gargi had no interest in paying attention to Mithra, this self-righteous and lecturing protector.

"What if I told you that during the Evil Dragon War two hundred years ago, Avalon didn't send anyone to fight the three-headed dragon in preparation for the upcoming Queen's Knight Selection, and they didn't even deal with the two dragon clones that were wandering here?"

"This resulted in more than dozens of casualties at the outer gates."

"In the end, it was the Dragon Horned Griffin who sent people to handle it."

Are you feeling better now?

Mitra said in a very mocking tone, in his opinion that Gargi was being too pretentious. For old folks like them, who didn't have the blood of millions of innocent lives on their hands?

Even the canary, hailed as the savior of the lower classes, actively spread the Black Death virus in order to cross the dystopia, and how many people did it kill?
The so-called savior is someone who will save the world by any means necessary.

"Thank you, that makes me feel much better."

After hearing that Avalon was not innocent, Gargi felt much better.

"Kids are just being dramatic."

Mitra couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"As expected, I still envy that old man Kukukan'er. Su Nian doesn't need to work as a part-time psychological counselor."

Looking at the scene of corpses strewn all around, Gargi couldn't help but sigh.

"Let them rest in peace."

He couldn't bear to see these scenes after all, Gargi said in silence.

As he spoke, he looked around at his surroundings. Whether it was Rainbow Bell, the griffin Gloria, or the fairy Aurora who manipulated the golden harp to put the knights to sleep, they were all more or less injured.

Except for Maxwell, who was part of the first joint support team and looked alright, not in a sorry state.

However, Gargi had seen him besieged several times before. If it weren't for the fact that the opponents could teleport and that demons had strong vitality, he wouldn't have fared much better.

"Alright, kid, stop wasting your time. Just dig a big hole, throw them all in, and burn them all."

Mithra said somewhat impatiently, "The sun is about to rise, and the pursuers will be here soon. We don't have much time to waste with Gargi."

"All right···"

Gargi spoke in silence, looking at those young faces and the lives sacrificed by his fists.

He gained a deeper understanding of the Demon King Alliance, but that only made things more ironic.

Born from the spirit of the savior, he actually intends to actively disrupt order, start wars, and create chaos.

"Alright, stop wallowing in self-pity."

Mitra's tone carried a hint of reassurance.

"You should understand the true nature of the miniature garden by now, right? This is a paradise for gods and Buddhas, where there is no room for mercy."

"Kill those who should be killed, use those who should be used. Remember, mercy is for your comrades. When facing enemies, just be ruthless, even if they are unarmed old and weak."

"···I see."

Gargi was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Then, he silently watched as Gloria unleashed a whirlwind that swept countless corpses into the crater created by Rainbow Bell's blessing, where they were then burned to ashes by Maxwell.

How many of these are innocent souls who died at his hands?
"So, let me see, what's your task next?"

Mitra's voice was already so casual and relaxed, but the next moment when he looked at the contents of the mission, he couldn't help but reveal a voice of doubt.
"Carrying the banner of Arcadia, we will unseal the three-headed dragon Az Dakaha and obtain the sovereignty of the sun, Chenlong, before Su Nian, so as to liberate the simulated creation map, Avatar."

Upon hearing this, Mithra and Gargi fell silent.

What does it mean to unseal Azdakha and seize the sovereignty of the sun, Chenlong, before Su Nian does?

Are you sure they're really going to compete with Su Nian for solar sovereignty? Won't they just get crushed by Su Nian in the process?
Gargi blinked in confusion.

He was well aware of Su Nian's battle record; in her debut battle, she killed one of Poseidon's main battle avatars, and she did so alone.

Moreover, their ambush on Avalon was only possible because Su Nian attracted enough attention in the open, which created the opportunity for them to launch the attack.

Anyone with a brain knows that Su Nian's place is infinitely more lively than theirs.

They were only facing a knightly order, a community, or an ordinary class ruler, but what about Su Nian? She was facing a crazed group of island gods.

What? But are they really even in the same league?
Snatching food from Su Nian's tiger's mouth? Isn't that a bit too exciting and daring? You wouldn't even be looking for death like that.

Gargi knew that if he wanted to truly liberate the Simulated Star Chart Avatar and become the true End-of-the-World Savior Gargi, he needed to collect the ten solar sovereignty corresponding to the Avatar.

Now, having completed the test of the original candidate, he is about to receive the reward: the Pisces constellation, one of the ten solar sovereigns he needs to collect. The Leo constellation, on the other hand, has been stored in their base, and they will soon be able to obtain it after accumulating enough contribution points within the Ouroboros.

So, is the next solar sovereignty to be collected Chenlong?

Gargi couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache.

The key point is that the true owner of the sovereignty over the sun is Kurima, and the legacy within it was also inscribed by Kurima.

But Kurima is Su Nian's older sister, so it's only natural that he would claim sovereignty over the sun over his sister.

Despair is the despair of not seeing a single glimmer of hope.

Unlike Galgi, who was unaware of Su Nian's true strength, Mitra, who knew a little about the commotion in Flame City when Galgi dealt with Avalon, blinked in confusion.

No, are the people at the top serious?

We're supposed to fight that monster who can go toe-to-toe with the White Yaksha in the lower levels for the Sun's sovereignty, Chenlong? Who the hell gave us that order?

If he finds out, I'll really tear him apart, if I could.

He wasn't even confident he could defeat Su Nian on the lower levels, let alone the three-year-old Gargi.

Thinking of this, Mithra sighed and comforted Gargi.

"It seems we've been drawn into a game of chess between the real big shots at the top."

"A truly important person?"

Upon hearing this, Galji instantly realized who Mitra was referring to—the one who was truly standing behind him.

That is the true supreme being of the miniature garden, the two-digit universal truth.

It's unclear who this important figure is. Is it Hei Tian standing behind them? Or some other being?
Two digits behind ouroboros? That's a lot.
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The Dragon Palace Conference Room at the headquarters of Salamander, the City of Flames.

After dealing with the slight chaos caused by Sarah's withdrawal from the competition due to the incident in the South Division.

Su Nian, along with White Yaksha, Sarah, and Garolo, arrived at the conference room in the Dragon Palace to continue discussing the matter of the Southern District's hierarchy rulers.

Under the bright lights of the conference room, apart from Su Nian, whose expression remained relatively calm, almost everyone else looked rather unwell.

Anyone can easily sense that there must be a hidden force targeting the situation in the lower levels of the Little Garden, or rather, targeting the existing order of the Little Garden and the rulers of the hierarchy.

The rulers of the North and South districts were attacked on the same night, while the ruler of the East district, White Yaksha, was trapped in the City of Flame.

As for Laplace's demon, the ruler of the hierarchy in the West District, its main body has been injured for a long time, and it only has a clone that is completely powerless and responsible for collecting intelligence.

The white demon, dressed in a black kimono, looked rather unpleasant. She sighed helplessly and stared at Sarah's face with a very serious expression.

"Given the lack of a leader in the Southern District, what do you think of appointing the largest and most prestigious community in the Southern District, the Dragonhorn Griffin, as a candidate for leader?"

"After all, this was your duty two hundred years ago."

Two hundred years ago, the ruler of the Southern District was not Avalon, or rather, Avalon lost the competition with the dragon-horned griffon at the time, and the griffon Draco Greave ultimately became the ruler of the district.

He was also one of Arcadia's top officers, but he sacrificed himself after the battle against the evil dragon two hundred years ago.

The southern part of the small garden is inhabited mostly by various mythical beasts. While these beasts are quite powerful, most live in ancient clans or alone, and only a minority reside in the outer sect.

Looking at the entire Southern District, apart from the Halloween Queen's direct knightly order, only the Dragon Horned Griffin is qualified to serve as a hierarchy ruler.

Those who are capable enough don't want this position, and those who want it don't have the ability.

Upon hearing this, Sarah fell into deep thought. She subconsciously turned to look at her advisor, Galoro, only to see him give her an encouraging look.

She is now the leader and speaker of the Dragonhorn Griffin; he is merely an advisor.

So, do you want to agree to it?

Becoming a class leader has many advantages, but it is dangerous to be a class leader at this time because they do not have the strength to suppress all dissent like Su Nian.

Moreover, no one knows whether the Demon King who attacked Avalon before will attack them again.

No, some things cannot be judged as right or wrong based on interests.

If the Griffin does not assume the role of the hierarchy, then the Southern District will inevitably descend into chaos for a considerable period of time.

She was entrusted with this task in a time of crisis, but her innate sense of justice compelled her to agree.

Thinking of this, Sarah said very seriously and earnestly.

"The Dragon Horned Griffin can become the ruler of the Southern District, but when an insurmountable enemy appears, I hope that Lord White Yaksha and Princess Su Nian can lend a hand."

"can."

Su Nian raised an eyebrow, not surprised by Sarah's request.

After all, Sarah is a qualified leader, and she would not release the dragon-horned griffon to attract fire as a sacrifice.

As for the White Demon, she had no objection whatsoever; it was simply one of her responsibilities as the ruler of the absolute power class.

Yes, White Demon is not only the ruler of the Eastern District, but also the absolute ruler of the lower classes.

"Since you've agreed, I'll apply to the Heavenly Army later to increase the spirit level of the Vulture Horn for you."

The horn of the vulture contains two thousand years of spiritual essence. For any dragon species, absorbing it can increase their spiritual essence by at least one to two thousand years, except for pure-blooded dragon species.

Those were the relics left behind by Draco, the former ruler of the Southern District, after his sacrifice. They are currently stored in the Celestial Army and will be used to replenish the spirit of the new ruler when the Dragonhorn Griffin once again assumes the position of ruler.

"But your Dragonhorn Griffin seems to be the banner of the Alliance, right? The hierarchy rulers are either individuals or communities. Please reorganize into a community as soon as possible."

"And hold a successful harvest festival to stabilize the hearts of the people in the southern district."

"Yes."

Sarah replied that this was a normal requirement and procedure for the inauguration of a class leader, and she had no objection.

At this moment, Su Nian looked at the big cat, Garolo, and suddenly spoke.

"By the way, as payment for helping me clear out the demons yesterday, I can try to heal Galoro."

(End of this chapter)