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

"Huh?"

Azsarax was suddenly taken aback.

"This one...?"

She thought for a while.

"Uh, yes, that's true. I did personally imprison a god of silence, after all, I had a little conflict with him before..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ivy suddenly sat back down in her seat and nodded calmly.

"That's good." Ivy

Looking at the somewhat bewildered Ivy, Azsarax blinked.

For some reason, she felt an inexplicable pressure emanating from the other person.

It could be because the opponent was stronger than him, or it could be because the psychological trauma from Brandon hadn't yet subsided.

In short, Azsarax feels something is very wrong right now.

She tentatively asked Ivy a question.

"Um, may I ask what you need the God of Silence for?"

Upon hearing this, Ivy raised her eyes, seemingly considering what to say next.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to try extracting the Silent Godhead, it's useful to me."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something and asked Azsarax.

"You just mentioned that you had a minor conflict with the God of Silence. May I ask about that?"

When asked by her, Azsarax turned his head away and said somewhat guiltily.

"Let's skip this one..."

She originally intended to use this opportunity to claim that she had ventured into the kingdom of the God of Silence and had taken a portion of Silence's authority.

But after hearing what the other person had just said, she suddenly felt that it was better not to reveal such a story, so as to avoid causing some unnecessary trouble.

Seeing that Azarax had no intention of explaining, Ivy did not press the matter further.

After all, this is the other person's private matter, and besides, I am currently asking for their help, so it is even more impossible for me to pry into other people's private affairs.

"In that case, may we go to the detention center now?"

Ivy's tone was calm, and although it contained no threat, Azarax felt as if a knife was held to his neck.

Strange, didn't her strength just surge once?

Logically speaking, she should be feeling triumphant right now, so why is it that just anyone can make her feel suffocated?

Brandon's behavior just now was somewhat understandable; she could assume it was due to severe psychological trauma.

But what's wrong with Ivy right now?

She and I barely have any interaction, so why do I have to endure this inexplicable pressure?

So, if you calculate it that way, didn't her strength increase for nothing?

What the hell do you want?!

……

Five minutes later.

Azsarax pushed open a large door and led Ivy inside.

"This is where the God of Silence kept his remains, I think it was called something like the Ruins. It should have been filled with cold air, but I don't know why it's not here now. Anyway, I imprisoned the God of Silence here after I captured him alive."

As he spoke, Azsarax pointed to the enormous body in the center of the ruins.

"Hey, that's the remains of the God of Silence, about the same size as my original body. I've locked the God of Silence not far from those remains. I can see the remains, but I can't touch them. It's a pretty good way to torture that guy."

At this point, Azsarax suddenly smiled smugly, as if he had finally found someone he could bully and was taking the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, I understand."

Having obtained the exact location, Ivy bypassed Azsharax and headed straight for the direction where the god of silence was locked.

"Um?"

Azsarax looked at Ivy as she walked away, her little face filled with confusion.

Is that all?

Is this how I'm supposed to get rid of the people Brandon gave me?

Reason told her that this was the best time to leave, but her curiosity urged her to stay and see how the other party was going to take away the Godhood of Silence.

In her memory, the other party wasn't that strong not long ago, so why did she feel an inexplicable sense of oppression when they met again?

With the dragon race's innate and extreme perception, she was able to determine that Ivy's physical strength was not high at all, and was not much different from when they last met.

In that case, the pressure you feel from the other party must come from other sources.

Magic? Authority? Or perhaps... rank?

It shouldn't be a positional case.

As a dragon, her status was equivalent to that of a true god.

Although there are differences among true gods, if you want her to feel pressure directly from the perspective of rank, then it must be a rank above that of a true god.

But what could be above a true god?

Just as Azsarax was still struggling with this question, she suddenly noticed that Ivy had already walked up to the God of Silence.

Then she saw the other person pull out a...divine weapon from their pocket?

"?"

Azsarax's eyes cleared instantly.

She thought she saw Ivy casually pull out something incredible.

To make sure he wasn't mistaken, Azsarax rubbed his eyes and then looked at Ivy's right hand again.

A divine weapon shaped like a long sword.

"???"

At this moment, Francisco, who was chained up, also noticed Ivy's arrival and looked up at her with some confusion.

"Wait, aren't you that ice dragon?"

But soon, he felt that Ivy seemed somewhat familiar, and then he carefully searched through his somewhat hazy memories.

"Are you a... witch?"

Ivy didn't reply, she just nodded.

After receiving affirmation, Francisco finally lowered his guard and smiled broadly.

"I didn't expect there to still be witches alive. Perfect. Since you are a witch, you must have come for my power, right?"

With that, Francisco opened his chest and spoke to Ivy.

"Come on, as long as you can break through my body, I'll let you take my godhood without any resistance."

He smiled at Ivy, seemingly indifferent to the fact that his divine status was about to be taken away.

Faced with his unusual invitation, Ivy immediately saw the reason behind it.

The other party intends to use the loss of divinity to trigger the protection of the High Court, thereby returning to the Gate of Insight.

Just like when Florie took away the godhood of the god of destruction.

These supreme gods were summoned to the mortal world ahead of time under the protection of the High Court, therefore their divine status is not complete.

In other words, the other party only needs to pay the price of a portion of their divine power to return from this place.

Francisco smiled faintly, realizing that Ivy had seen through his thoughts.

Based on the reputation of the witch from thirty million years ago, he was certain that the other party would disregard all other costs in order to take his godhood.

Although this price was painful for him, it was nothing compared to being able to leave this place quickly, especially since there was that human named Brandon here.

Damn it, that guy is hanging out with that gold alchemist, what kind of good guy could he be?

If we don't leave here soon, who knows what might happen?

Just as Francisco was thinking this, Ivy suddenly made a move.

She raised the Qiongyi and swung it precisely at the position of his godhood.

Very good, that's it.

With the help of the divine artifact, it would not be difficult to break through the essence of a true god and take away his divine status.

Once the other party successfully takes away one's divine essence, one's consciousness can return smoothly, and it will not be impossible to reclaim everything one has now in the future.

"Whoosh—!"

As Ivy swung down the dome, Francisco instantly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Hiss... This artifact is much more powerful than I imagined. It can even make a true god's consciousness feel pain. But it's okay, I just need to endure it for a little while longer..."

Normally, that should be correct.

But then, Francisco suddenly realized something was wrong.

Although Ivy wielded the legendary artifact, the actual damage she caused was pitiful, and she healed completely in no time, making her progress virtually zero.

This is not over yet.

Seemingly unwilling to give up after seeing that her attacks were not very effective, Ivy quickened her pace and swung her sword at him several times.

……