Red Dragon seeks his position in both realms.

Pleiades' magical power poured out like a golden waterfall.

Inside the original sealed space, the curled-up black shadow trembled violently.

The pure Pleiades magic scorched his soul, causing it to hiss, and the sulfurous aura that had lingered for countless years was instantly dispersed.

"A true dragon? The power of the rules of light?!"

A sharp screech exploded in his mind, the devil's voice filled with disbelief and terror.

"Are you a golden dragon kept by the Church of Light?!"

The devil has mistaken Winters for a golden dragon raised by the Church of Light.

Winters's golden appearance after casting the Pleiades spell, coupled with the aura of light that reaches the very source, makes it no wonder that the devil mistook him for a golden dragon.

Before the words were finished, the demon's entire body surged with pitch-black demonic energy, surging back like a tidal wave, carrying a bone-chilling cold, attempting to shatter the invading golden light.

But the power of the Angri was the bane of evil spirits. It could defeat demons and become stronger when it encountered evil. With just a slight tremor of its blazing golden light, it burned away the demonic energy that rushed towards it.

Several attempts to fight back were in vain, and the demon's soul dimmed at a visible speed.

He could only emit a sharp cracking sound, cowering miserably in the deepest part of the sealed space, barely using the remaining restrictions to resist the burning of the golden light.

The devil certainly never imagined that one day he would turn around and use the seal that bound him to protect himself.

  

Winters didn't care about this at all, and just kept increasing the intensity of his mana output.

He will not convert the devil into a benevolent being, but will choose to completely deliver him from suffering.

Firstly, the reserves of Pleiades magic power are insufficient. The conversion of that jackal-man into Futian has already consumed a large amount of Pleiades magic power within him, and he now needs time to recover.

Secondly, the Jindi area is not large enough to accommodate that jackal, and its current size cannot accommodate a second Fukuda.

Thirdly, naturally, he doesn't believe in the devil.

With a slight thought, the Dragon Clan's heritage surged rapidly, revealing information about this demon.

Abishai demons, a mid-to-lower level demon species in the Nine Hells of Barto, are entirely black and skilled in stealth and assassination. Adult individuals can reach a life level of eight to ten.

The one before us has clearly been captured and sealed for far too long, its soul body is severely damaged, and its strength has long since fallen from level eight or higher to level five.

Only a weak, lingering shadow remained, barely clinging to life within the sealed ring, unable to even materialize.

"A grown-up devil..."

Winters was determined to kill him and not be misled by him.

The dragon race's heritage contains warnings about demons. Many true dragons have been seduced by demons. Some dragons have to work for demons for their entire lives, while others have sold their entire bodies and souls to demons.

Having made up his mind, he no longer held back.

Pleiades' magical power transformed into a deluge of golden light, which swept over the demonic soul huddled in the corner.

Wherever the golden light passed, the cold, sealed space was enveloped in a scorching heat. The remnant souls of the demons were wrapped in the golden light and instantly let out heart-wrenching screams.

The severity of his grief was exactly the same as that of Walker, who had just been converted.

"He really has one trick up his sleeve, and he's got everything he needs."

Winters thought to himself, finding it slightly amusing.

Pleiades' magical power is particularly effective against such evil and ghostly things. Dealing with this demonic soul is even easier for him than dealing with jackals.

Screams echoed within the sealed space as the demon's soul twisted and dissolved amidst the golden light.

Just as he was about to completely dissolve, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and roared with all his might, his voice filled with panic:

"Golden Dragon, stop! I have information! I have crucial information! Don't destroy my soul!"

Winters paused slightly as he channeled his magic, as if his interest had been piqued.

Seeing this, the devil assumed that Winters had been tempted and was about to speak in detail.

But before he could utter a single word, the already faint golden light intensified by three times, and the burning power suddenly doubled!

"ah--!!"

The demon let out an extremely mournful howl, and its entire soul was burned thinner, making it look as if it had shrunk.

"Don't give me that." Winters' indifferent voice echoed within the sealed space:

"Our True Dragon lineage clearly teaches us: never make a deal with the devil. You think you can fool me? Humph!"

Winters was always cautious; nine out of ten of the devil's words were false, and even half a word was a trap.

Rather than gambling on the veracity of the intelligence, it's better to just silence them.

These words, when heard by the devil, confirmed his suspicions: the dragon before him must be the golden dragon of the Church of Light.

Only a rigid metal dragon would adhere to such outdated precepts.

In this life-or-death moment, he disregarded the century-long plan conceived by the upper-level demon lord, enduring the excruciating pain of his soul being burned, and cried out urgently:

"Three years, at most three years! Spatial rifts will appear in this desolate land, leading straight to the abyss of chaos."

"Then an endless stream of demons will pour out of the rift! They will use this place as a base to invade all forces on the material plane!"

Upon hearing this, the Pleiades magic power that Winters had infused indeed gradually decreased, no longer as fierce as before.

Abyssal Rift?

Winters felt a chill run down his spine; if this news was true, it was no small matter.

He originally planned to stay in the Green Valley and develop slowly, accumulating gold and blessings to build up his strength. However, if the crack in the Abyss Passage opened right on his doorstep, then he would have to change his plans.

The Abyssal Rift is no joke. If the rift were to widen further, those Abyssal Demon Grand Guilds might just emerge and take a stroll into the material world.

These demon guilds are at least legendary level in strength; he can't afford to mess with them.

Therefore, the best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee, and make a quick getaway.

When the golden light slowed down, the devil felt relieved, knowing that he had made the right bet. The ability to communicate meant there was still hope.

He quickly pressed his advantage, dropping even more significant news in a very confident tone:

"You think the Church of Light can protect you? Don't dream! Your church's God of Light is in serious trouble!"

Winters was taken aback. Had something gone wrong with the God of Light?

Among all the gods in the main plane, the God of Light is considered to be among the strongest, a being of great divine power.

The Church of Light is also very powerful.

Wherever there is human power, there will be a Church of Light. In fact, there are three kingdoms in the human kingdoms where the Church of Light is absolutely dominant.

The devil, observing Winters's expression, knew he was interested and continued:

"The God of Light is locked in the Divine Realm and cannot get out. Even the connection with the Divine Realm has been severed for nearly a hundred years."

The god of war, the god of night, and several other wild and evil gods had long plotted to overthrow His rule.

"If they test the waters for a few more years, they'll definitely join forces to wipe out the Church of Light. By then, they'll be struggling to protect themselves, let alone have any interest in a golden dragon like you!"

Winters remained noncommittal, simply maintaining a faint golden light and listening quietly.

He could only learn fragments of these divine secrets from the Dragon Clan's heritage.

Unexpectedly, I was able to obtain so much important information from this low-to-mid-level demon; it was a truly delightful surprise.

Seeing that Winters still didn't speak, the golden light dimmed a bit more, and the devil perked up, spilling out all the secrets he knew.

They completely disregarded the oath they had made before the Demon Lord.

"The empress of the Elf Empire took a potion concocted by a legendary mage, which rejuvenated her and turned her into a blond little girl."

"The human kingdom is not peaceful either. Rumors say that ancient silver dragons, ancient gold dragons, and ancient bronze dragons have appeared together."

The three ancient dragons roamed the human kingdoms, punishing evil and upholding justice, causing unrest among the human nobles.

"The Dwarf Kingdom recently unearthed an ancient, giant magic crystal mine and is currently locked in fierce combat with the orc tribes of the North..."

A barrage of intelligence, both big and small, was released, including secrets involving top-tier forces and strange tales circulating among the common people. They were all diverse, but none of them were information that ordinary people could possibly know.

Winters silently channeled his magic, and as the devil spoke, the Pleiades magic that enveloped the devil diminished again and again, until finally only a thin layer of golden light remained, enveloping the devil's soul.

Seeing this, the demon's mind calmed down completely. He adjusted his soul form, smiled ingratiatingly, and said in a fawning tone:

"Look, I've told you everything I know. This information is more than enough to exchange for one of my remaining souls."

"Mr. Golden Dragon, your dragon race's valuation is considered authoritative even in the multiverse, so I doubt you've made a mistake."

He had already planned it out. If he could escape this calamity today, he would definitely find a way to bewitch this young golden dragon and gradually lure him into signing the contract.

Then, hmph, I'll let this golden dragon experience what it's like to be worse than dead.

Winters nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Yes, quite a lot."

The devil grinned, it seemed this time he had it all figured out.

But the originally faint golden light suddenly increased dramatically!

The fiery Pleiades magic erupted like a volcano, instantly engulfing the demon's soul!

"you--!!"

The devil's voice was filled with shock and astonishment, and he screamed incoherently:

"Golden Dragon, you're breaking the rules! You damned Golden Dragon, I gave you all the information, why did you still attack me?!"

"rule?"

Winters stared at the demonic soul with great interest, and said with a hint of mockery:

"I never expected a devil to lecture me on rules!"

"Since you want to hear the rules, I might as well tell you."

First! I am not a golden dragon, I am a noble red dragon! You lowly creature from purgatory, you even address me incorrectly, you deserve to die!

"Secondly! My rules are my rules. You dare to insult me, so you deserve to die."

Besides, you've already given all your intelligence, so what else is there for us to discuss?

Listen to intelligence first, then eliminate them.

Intelligence is extra income, and the hunt is the original plan. The two are not in conflict. He did not say that the devil would spare his life if he gave him intelligence.

The demonic phantom struggled within the golden light, roaring madly with all its might:

"Wait! Red Dragon, I have more important information. I know where there is an ancient treasure that can quickly improve your strength."

I also know of an ancient dragon's nest ruin, filled with dragon treasures. If you sign a reasonable soul contract with me, I'll tell you everything, without holding anything back!

The devil spoke extremely fast, fearing that the red dragon would use this power of the rules of light to kill him.

"Oh? An ancient treasure? An ancient dragon's nest?"

Winters raised an eyebrow, and upon hearing such explosive news, he instantly stopped the Pleiades magic attacking the demon.

He then revealed a set of sharp teeth, as if he had not just done anything to harm the devil, and said in a kind tone:

"You should have said so earlier! Honestly, then I'll spare your life for now."

Looking at this hypocritical face, the devil suddenly realized that living in the hands of this red dragon might not be a good thing.

Even death is not unacceptable.