He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

Silvanus's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a subtle chill, as if he was trying to make Azsarax think things through.

But after hearing her description, Azsarax still looked puzzled.

"According to what you're saying, Brandon might be very strong, but I feel it's unlikely that Brandon is very strong. After all, he's just a human. At most, he couldn't possibly take on five dragons at once, could he?"

Well, all that I just said was a waste of my energy.

Silvanus looked at Azsarax with a hint of helplessness.

She wanted to say something, but after thinking it over, she shook her head.

"Fine, since that's how it is, then it'll be as you say. I'll try my best to save you when the time comes."

After saying that, Silvanus stretched his back, found a comfortable position, and lay down on the table for a nap.

Watching Silvanus gradually fall asleep, Azsarax blinked and murmured somewhat uncertainly.

"This... means they've agreed to stand with me, right?"

Azsarax scratched his head and looked to the side.

When Ignatius saw her gaze sweep in his direction, he was suddenly taken aback.

"Um, I..."

She was about to raise her hand in response when she saw Azsarax's gaze continue to sweep over her, completely ignoring her in place.

Finally, Azsharax's gaze settled on the little dragon girl with light blue hair by the window.

Water Dragon, Nereis.

Feeling Azsarax's gaze fall upon her, she turned her head slightly and spoke in a somewhat perfunctory manner.

"Suit yourself. I don't have anything important to do for the next three days, so I can keep you company for a while longer."

Upon hearing this, Azsarax seemed to have sensed some secret and moved closer with a curious expression.

"Oh? Do you have something important to take care of in three days? Tell me about it."

Seeing that Azsarax didn't care about her boundaries at all, Nereis impatiently pulled her face away.

"Don't get so close to me...!"

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After Azsarax retreated to a suitable distance, Nereis leaned against the window, his arms around his waist.

"It's not anything very important. It's just that a while ago, Elira... who is the God of the Sea I mentioned to you, said that she was coming to see me in three days and asked me to go to the Audu Empire to meet her."

"To be honest, I really can't imagine how someone with such a small frame could so clearly say she wanted to come see me. She's already having a hard time in the deep sea, wouldn't coming to land just be causing trouble?"

As Nereis recounted his story, Azsarax's eyes narrowed.

"So you're worried that the other person might get stranded and die on the ground?"

"Stranded...?"

Nereis suddenly paused.

"That's not quite it. Although she's a bit timid, she's still a true..."

Nereis's voice suddenly stopped.

She found it difficult to say that "Elera is a true god," and she couldn't convince herself to say it no matter what.

After much deliberation, she finally chose to continue with Azsarax's words.

"Perhaps. For safety reasons, I'll have to go there and find them then."

She said this with considerable certainty.

Just like Sylvanus and the god of life, Nereis, as a dragon created by the god of the sea, would naturally do his duty to protect the other party and serve as one of the few fighting forces for the other party.

So when Nereis said he was going to meet the God of the Sea, Azsarax didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"I see..."

Azsarax nodded thoughtfully.

"No problem, I'll personally approve your leave. In the entire Northern Territory, no one's name carries more weight than mine. Not even that Brandon guy can revoke my approved leave!"

When Nereis heard Azsarax say these words with such confidence, she was initially surprised, but before she could even feel moved, she directly exposed Azsarax's bluff.

"Your reputation is indeed impressive, but that's only useful once you take that first concrete step, right?"

"Before they even started, Brandon intercepted them. No matter how powerful that claim is, it can only intimidate others, right?"

Hearing Nereiss's words, Azsarax instinctively stepped back.

"Ugh! What a vicious thing to say...!"

She pointed at Nereis with some resentment and said indignantly.

"But that's precisely why we should join forces to resist Brandon's dictatorship, otherwise we'll spend our lives subservient to others, and whatever we want to do will depend on their whims!"

"As the highest dragon emperor of the Northern Territory, I already possess a tremendous advantage in name. Now that our strength has been further enhanced, it is the perfect time to launch our second rebellion!"

"We can trample even those true gods under our feet, how could we possibly be defeated by a mere Brandon...!"

At that moment, the room door was suddenly pushed open without warning.

"Click—"

As the doorknob turned, a smartly dressed man entered the room.

"Azsharax, a guest wishes to see you. Are you currently...?"

The sound suddenly stopped.

The atmosphere instantly became tense as the other person looked at Azsarax, who had one foot on the table.

Azsarax turned his head and said blankly.

"Uh... Hi? Brandon, what a coincidence... What brings you here...?"

At that moment, Ignatius gently poked her foot.

"Oh, oh, oh, a guest wants to see me, is that it? Haha, what kind of guest needs you to personally introduce them? That's quite something..."

As she spoke, she immediately got off the table and sat back down in her chair, completely abandoning her previous arrogant attitude.

"..."

Brandon looked at her quietly, as if he was thinking about something.

A moment later, he spoke to Azsarax.

"If there are no problems, I'll leave the person here with you. I hope there won't be any mishaps between you. As for the others... you should come out with me first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nereis had already retreated behind the door.

Terramos looked at the small hill he had only half-finished in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to move it away along with the table, taking Silvanus, who was lying on the table, with him as well.

Caught between the two sides, Ignatius eventually succumbed to pressure and left with the others, glancing back one last time before departing.

"Click—!"

The door was closed, and the only people left in the room besides Azsharax were a blonde little girl who had just been brought by Brandon.

Ivy.

"..."

Azsarax sat awkwardly in the chair. Since the table in the center had been moved, she couldn't find where to put her hands and could only tightly grip the front of her dress.

"Um, I think we've met before, uh... what's your name again?"

Azsarax's tail kept slapping the floor, the sound at one point drowning out her voice.

Ivy stared at her for a few seconds, then chose to ignore it and spoke in her gentlest tone.

"My name is Ivy. My lord brought me and Artoris here to be imprisoned once before. That's when we met."

"I came back to see you this time for no major reason. I just happened to hear that you have imprisoned a group of true gods, and the strongest of them have been imprisoned by you alone."

As she spoke, Ivy suddenly leaned in and asked Azsarax a question by pressing her nose against his.

"Among them, is there the god of silence?"

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