The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

"Munedimi, the agent of the Devouring Gods."

The moment the name reached Agron's ears, it felt as if its head had been hit with a hammer.

With my mind completely blank, it was as if my thoughts had come to a standstill.

Two seconds later, Agron shuddered and suddenly came to his senses.

For a moment, his eyes were filled with shock as he looked at the mysterious figure in front of him.

Yes… he’s right.

This guy of unknown origin is right.

Munedimi.

The agents of the Devouring Gods.

And this name is known throughout the entire Yalong Royal Court.

It is the most secret of the top secret.

The number I know is definitely no more than twenty.

And on this planet, he should be the only one left who knows about this as of now.

But the person in front of me clearly overturned the word "should".

The shock of this.

The dragon heart inside Agron's chest pounded violently.

The throbbing was so fast it almost felt like it would burst his chest.

He wanted to remain calm and not let this unknown guy in front of him see through his disguise.

But the problem is... he can't keep it up.

After all, the weight that this name represents is simply too great.

Munedimi.

For the Dragon King's Court, the existence of that person was neither a belief nor a legend.

Rather, it was a turning point that truly changed the fate of the entire ethnic group.

Agron still remembers what happened a thousand years ago.

What was the Yalong Royal Court like back then?

It is confined to a remote corner and has mediocre strength.

Faced with those powerful forces from other planes, they didn't even have the confidence to raise their heads and speak.

Source level? Let alone source level.

The entire royal court doesn't even have three demigods combined.

But the arrival of that person changed everything.

On that day, the void tore open, and a figure penetrated their plane from the dimensional rift.

Everything changed after that.

The genius dragons in the royal court began to break through their bottlenecks at an abnormal speed. Clan members who had been stuck at the peak of demigods for hundreds of years broke through to the Origin level one after another in less than ten years.

Ignatius was the first.

Then it was Clos, then Olivia, and then more.

The number of Origin-level powerhouses increased from zero to seven.

Seven source levels.

In any plane of existence, this would be a power capable of sweeping away everything, and the accumulation of such power, from zero to nine, took less than a hundred years.

Seven Sources in a Century!

This achievement alone, while not necessarily unparalleled in the world.

At least within the star system, it is definitely among the top.

Of course, the achievements are remarkable.

But they also paid a price?

That is, conquest, plunder, and then... sacrifice.

For every plane conquered, the plane's origin must be offered as tribute. For every race annihilated, its souls must be offered.

Where do these things go?

What is it used for?

Agron didn't know, and dared not ask.

All he knew was that this was a deal.

The Royal Court of Yalong has obtained the power it has always dreamed of.

In return...

They became that great man's henchmen in this star system.

The reason why Ignatius personally led the expedition to Earth this time was to use the forces of two other Origin-level beings plus the elite expeditionary force of the Royal Court.

The most crucial reason is not to conquer this planet...

It wasn't for the purpose of plundering resources.

Instead, it's a welcome.

That person's true form, or rather, projection, descended upon this planet.

But an arrival requires a medium, an anchor point.

The altar is the anchor point.

This is why Agron has been staying here all this time.

Once the altar is completed and that great being descends, all resistance on this planet will be meaningless.

But the problem is-

Agron's vertical pupils locked onto the figure in the sky once again.

How could this person know?

From which source did he obtain the information?

Did they intercept information from the Yalong Royal Court?

"impossible!"

Soon, Agron denied this in his mind.

The royal court uses a communication method called Dragon Blood Resonance, which cannot be cracked by any race other than its own kind.

Could it be?

Did you learn this from Ignatius?

Absolutely impossible!!!

Even if the Fire Dragon King is defeated, given his fierce nature, he would never reveal such a secret, even if it meant his death.

That leaves only one possibility.

That is……

This person already knew of that person's existence.

Thinking of this, Agron's heart sank even further.

Because it means one thing.

The influence of the Devouring Gods was far greater than he had imagined.

The Royal Court of the Dragons may not be the only faction chosen.

In other dimensions, and even on this planet...

There may also be those who have had contact with that person.

The thought had just popped into my head.

Agron felt a chill run down his back.

"Who exactly are you?"

Thinking of this, Agron spoke again, this time without trying to hide anything or beat around the bush.

Since the other party has already revealed their hand, pretending to be stupid will only make you look foolish.

"How do you know about the messengers of the gods?"

His tone was much calmer than before, and he sounded wary.

"snort."

The figure in the sky seemed to find the question ridiculous, and a cold snort came from above.

Then came a sarcastic remark: "What a joke! The gods' retinue isn't just made up of lizards like you. Do you really think you're the chosen ones?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Agron's scales suddenly exploded, and his vertical pupils narrowed abruptly.

The dragon's tail also unconsciously flicked.

His reaction wasn't because they called them lizards.

Rather, it was the information conveyed in the other party's words that confirmed his judgment.

They are neither the only ones nor the only ones.

The gods' retinue is not limited to their race.

But why...

They conquered so many planes?

Yet, I have never seen any trace of the agents of the gods in those planes.

But soon...

Agron understood, and the tense expression on his face relaxed slightly.

Yes!

How could their Yalong Royal Court be the only one?

How could the gods' retinue consist only of the dragon race?

How vast is the universe, how boundless are the star fields?

There are so many planes.

How could it be so easy to run into someone like that?

"So...you mean you are also a follower of the gods?"

Thinking of this, Agron couldn't help but sigh and speak again.

If the person in front of you is also a member of the Devouring God Clan, then the situation is completely different.

Although I don't know anything about the other party.

But as long as everyone belongs to the same camp, they will at least ease the tense situation a little, out of consideration for being fellow followers of the gods!

However, his expectations were shattered in the next second.

Because he heard a soft laugh.

"Of course not."

"Because we... have come to seize the power of the gods."

The moment the words left his mouth, Agron's vertical pupils suddenly dilated to their maximum size.

A buzzing sound rang in my mind again!

He even wondered if he was dreaming!

What did he hear?

To seize? To seize...the power of God?