Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Pigeons, which are generally considered to symbolize peace, are often idealized as messengers bringing good news when used to deliver messages. This is inextricably linked to Iris's self-introduction and her association with war, conquest, and victory.

"Does Elise need the Sun King to help her conquer the world?"

With the power of resurrection and prophecy, why can't she do it herself? Why does she have to find a proxy and act as a middleman to make a profit?

Domi always felt that there was a hidden side to this world that had not yet been revealed.

It is like an invisible battlefield, an existence that transcends all emperors, powerful figures, and history. It is a war that countless mortals cannot even glimpse, yet it holds a pivotal position within it.

Thoughtful...

Domi shook his head and decided not to think about it too deeply. Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Why should he worry unnecessarily?

He slowly stood up from his squatting position and instructed Forty-Seven, "Forty-Seven, you stay here and take care of the nurseryman."

"Tuoer, there's something wrong with your mental state right now. Take a break and don't run around for a while, so you don't get any more shocks."

"What about me?" Afu also wanted to have something to do, for the sake of the team.

Domi let her stay with Forty-Seven. If Toer broke up and started fighting with Forty-Seven, she could come to him for help.

After settling the team members in, Domi went up to the second floor and found Justin, who was on patrol, wanting to talk to him about the history before the founding of the Northern Republic.

As long-lived orcs, the elders of the Justin tribe would likely tell them about their past through storytelling or similar means.

The two talked for a long time, during which Justin mentioned an ancient legend.

"【The Wandering Goddess of Victory】During the period when various tribes ruled independently, a down-on-her-luck woman came from the south. She was dressed in a snow-white witch's outfit. After arriving in the northern border, she lived deep in the frozen mountains."

A very long time passed, during which countless wars broke out outside, including internal strife and external enemies. The prolonged war brought untold suffering to the people of the North.

"Almost no one would think of that woman, and when everyone thought she was long dead, a group of people, seeking refuge from a snowstorm, accidentally found her in a cave."

"It seems to be fate. The Snow Witch... that's what we all call her. The Snow Witch made a prophecy for the leader of that group, telling him to do something."

"The leader did as instructed. After returning, he continuously recruited soldiers and promoted his ideals and beliefs during the campaigns. In the end, the tribes of the North united under his leadership and established the Northern Republic. That man also became the first emperor of the North."

"Later, the story of the Snow Witch spread through the emperor's mouth, and people praised her as a goddess who brought victory and peace, and so the legend came about."

Domi nodded repeatedly. Even a fool could tell that the Snow Witch and Iris were the same person.

She was the one who received the Sun King, who was an invader, before the Northern Kingdom was established, and it was also through her prophecy that the emperor of the Northern Kingdom unified the northern border.

She single-handedly controlled the fate of two empires, and even wrote history as a writer—what a terrifying woman she was…

However, Domi still had a question after hearing this: why would such a high-ranking deity come to the Northern Territory in such a disheveled state?

Justin shook his head helplessly: "After all, I wasn't a witness at that time. Even the elders in the clan only heard about it secondhand. Many details have long been lost, and we have no way of knowing them."

"Okay, but this legend is very useful. Thank you for your help."

"Yes, I'm glad I could help you."

The snow leopard may look fierce, but once you get to know it better, you'll find that it's actually a warm-hearted creature beneath its cold exterior.

So engrossed in his surroundings, Domi didn't even notice that it was already dawn. The blazing sun once again shone brightly on the earth, bringing temperatures exceeding fifty degrees Celsius to the world.

The adventurers who had been standing guard in the archway all went downstairs, leaving only a few to scout whether any other adventurers would come.

Domi and Justin had originally planned to go back to the main hall on the first floor to escape the heat, but unexpectedly, several waves of adventurers arrived outside, and the five major powers came to visit.

After Druid Harun finished Justin, then it was the turn of the Feathered Clan Kelgan.

He swaggered up the stairs, and after passing him a few meters, he spat at him without any attempt to hide it.

"Pooh!"

A slightly odd-tasting saliva landed with a splat in front of Domi's feet, and he said calmly:

"I will make you regret your decision."

Beneath the mask, Domi remained expressionless as he watched Kyle stand at the edge, spread his wings, and lock onto the adventurers who were hurrying towards them not far away.

Domi walked into another archway, took out his longbow, and made it clear that he was going to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Kyle scoffed at this: "I'm not very good at hindering others, but if you want to hinder me, you're overestimating yourself."

"Wait and see."

Domi originally just wanted to annoy Kyle, since Kyle had annoyed him before.

But when he saw the group of adventurers, his pupils contracted instantly. The group was none other than Afu's former employer—the Long Range Turret.

Bald Captain Albert, magnanimous nanny Ange, front-line tank tower Shane, and swordsman-spirited young man Barnett.

Having lost Afu, they were indeed much more energized, as could be seen from their expressions. And they even managed to survive to the third cycle through their own strength.

Therefore, Domi's original purpose had to be slightly modified.

Originally, we could let a little water out, but now we can't let any water out at all. He will transform into a surface-to-air anti-aircraft gun, and all flying objects will be within his range!

Kyle's angelic wings shone with pure white light, then expanded slightly. The next second, countless feathers scattered like cluster bombs in mid-air.

They were determined to leave Domi helpless.

"Hehe..." Domi sneered, simply throwing the bow aside, and countless deep blue threads emerged from between his ten fingers.

Magic-resistant puppet marionette.

"Feather magic is also magic."

These silk threads flew at a speed no less than that of the feathers, and even faster due to less wind resistance. They quickly caught up with the feathers and coiled around them like snakes.

The energy of the Soul Devourer poured out, instantly incinerating the magically formed feathers, turning them into ashes.

This scene bears a striking resemblance to the Berlin Tower's all-out attack that turned the sky into the color of gunfire years ago.

Barnett, standing below, excitedly pointed to the sky and shouted, "I told you there were people in that building! They're setting off fireworks to welcome us!"

Everyone was ashamed...

"Impossible... This is impossible...!"

Kyle's eyes widened in disbelief at what was happening before his eyes.

With so many feathers, he was wiped out in one fell swoop? What a joke!

At this moment, Domi slung the bow back over his shoulder and sauntered past Kyle, not forgetting to lift his mask slightly before spitting at Kyle's feet.

"Ptooey! What's that stinky stuff? Oh, it's the smell of burnt feathers... Hahahaha~"

beep, beep...

Several tic-tac-toe marks filled his temples, making him tremble with anger.

Because of this guy, he's already been thwarted twice in a row! What kind of cursed star is he, destined to be his nemesis!

"A sign of death!"

He shouted, but Domi ignored him completely, and the priest in charge of supervising him squinted his eyes, looking on with amusement.

"Fine, fine, you're pretending to be deaf and dumb, huh? Let's see how you keep up the act!"

As he spoke, Kyle conjured more feathers, this time in greater numbers, so numerous they almost filled half of his field of vision, still aimed at Albert and his group.

His expression was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with cruelty.

"Come on, keep trying to stop me! I want to see how you handle this!"

Domi stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around, and looked at the priest instead of Kyle:

The tone was completely different from before, as cold as a prehistoric glacier:

"According to the agreement, everyone can only make one move. Aren't you going to stop him?"

The priest walked over to Kyle, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a mocking tone, "Hey, that won't do."

Seeing the priest's negative attitude, Kyle felt even more confident. He believed that even if he broke the rules, no one would do anything to him, after all, he was at the very top of the pyramid!

"Don't mind my business!"

Then the priest shrugged and stepped aside: "See, I can't persuade him at all."

Domi raised an eyebrow: "Okay, okay, is that how it's going to be?"

"According to the temporary agreement, anyone who does not abide by the agreement will be considered as disrupting the team's fairness, stability, and order."

"So what?" Kyle said arrogantly, "Then come and punish me!"

With that, Kyle waved his hand, and countless feathers shot towards the ranged turrets.

Of course, Domi wouldn't let him succeed. A Flying Thunder God technique appeared on the only way, and then blocked the way with his hand. A blazing wall of fire appeared in the air, and the Soul Devouring Energy attached itself to it.

Seeing all the feathers melt away, Kyle's lips twitched. Then, as if he didn't believe in evil, he summoned half a sky full of feathers, and while holding a silver spear, he flapped his wings and charged forward.

Countless feathers struck the fire wall, constantly melting and eroding its magic.

Focusing on one point, he actually managed to smash a hole in it, and he himself passed through the hole, the tip of his spear pointing directly at Domi's forehead.

According to Kyle's script, the unsuspecting Domi will be shot through the head, and then he will no longer have any thorns in his side. He will also repay the humiliation he just suffered.

In other words, they regained face and dignity.

But a giant purple hand that kept growing larger in his field of vision seemed to shatter his illusions.

Snapped!

Before he knew it, he was completely gripped in Susanoo's giant hand.

"So you've completely torn off the mask of civility? Kyle, you're way too impatient. Aren't you even fully grown yet?"

"Damn it... you bastard!!"

Kyle used all his strength.

The Feathered Clan's innate physical abilities are actually comparable to those of the Night Demons among the Demon Clan; they are born with very strong physiques. However, in Domi's view, this power is still too weak to even budge Susanoo in the slightest.

Guided by the wind, Domi slowly approached Kyle, then grabbed his neck with his own hand. The Soul Devouring Energy spread from his hand to Kyle's entire body, almost immersing him in deep blue flames.

Then, Domi kicked off the ground, and the two of them flew back to the palace, crashing into the wall next to the priest, smashing a hole in it.

It crashed from the second floor into the cylindrical chamber, from the chamber into the first-floor ceiling, and from the ceiling into the main hall floor, where it became deeply embedded.

At this time, most of the people in the palace were taking shelter from the heat in the main hall on the first floor. This sudden change startled everyone.

Justin immediately ran from the second floor back to the first floor. After the dust settled and he saw the situation inside, he roared:

"What are you two doing!?"