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Locke casually tossed a book into the trading channel, his attitude rather perfunctory and indifferent.

In a world with an absurdly high level of superhuman restraint, and with the opposing side being equivalent to the realm of a creator god, Locke had no interest in running around in someone else's realm.

However, to be able to create a world on its own, the creator god Ilúvatar on the other side must at least be at the level of a heavenly father, otherwise it would be impossible to create a world.

As the Elf Queen gazed at the black hole that had appeared out of nowhere and felt the profound mystery it contained, she inexplicably began to believe in the so-called interdimensional trade.

Indeed, it was only at this moment that the Elf Queen began to trust the other side for the first time.

As the black hole appeared, a book fell out. The Elf Queen knew it was a gift from the other party, and she glanced at it curiously. Two words appeared on it: "The Lord of the Rings".

The Elf Queen's brow furrowed instantly. To her, or rather, to the people of their entire world, the One Ring was no good thing, and books related to it...

"Don't worry, that book itself has nothing to do with The Lord of the Rings. It just contains a story, a story that should be very interesting to you."

The Elf Queen remained silent for a moment, then put the book away. It wasn't that she trusted the other party; it was because she was the Queen, the Queen of the Elven race! She was confident that a mere book couldn't have any influence over her.

"We elves never owe anyone anything."

"Give me a book, and this bottle of fairy honey wine is yours."

Locke nodded casually. It was just a bottle of wine, at most a low-grade, mysterious beverage; he wasn't particularly excited about it.

Suddenly, Locke's expression shifted, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, don't throw that bottle of wine over yet."

"Let me ask you a question, is Smaug still alive?"

"Smaug, that evil dragon." The Elf Queen's face grew serious. "Why are you asking about that?"

"Of course I want to keep it! Such a handsome dragon, it would be a waste not to keep it!" Locke said with great interest.

Although it's a Western dragon, it's still a dragon, you know. Keeping a dragon as a pet sounds exciting.

The Elf Queen was stunned; she seemed to have heard something absurd, as if the sky had fallen.

Raise a Smaug!

Even Sauron, the Demon Lord, wouldn't dare to be this arrogant!

Sauron, the Demon Lord, is a Maiar, a lesser god, and the strongest of all. However, Maiars who descend to the mortal realm are subject to limitations and can generally only appear as white-robed mages. Sauron is not a white-robed mage, but it is certain that he will be subject to these limitations.

Smaug, the most evil dragon, is a mortal creature and is said to possess power comparable to that of the Maiar. Theoretically, even Sauron might not be able to defeat Smaug.

Of course, this is in theory. Sauron has powerful backers, and he is different from the ordinary Maiar.

The Elf Queen's lips moved slightly; she wanted to say something, but faced with the other party's audacious words, she was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond.

After struggling for a long time, he finally managed to utter a few words: "Smaug should still be alive."

Locke's eyes lit up. It was good that he wasn't dead. Although Smaug was a bit too thin for Locke and didn't fit his aesthetic as well as Deathwing, Deathwing was unattainable, so a Smaug could serve as a temporary substitute.

But soon, Locke frowned again. It was good that Smaug was still alive, but it seemed impossible to capture him. If Locke went there, he could capture him easily, but as he said before, the other side was the divine realm of the creator god Ilúvatar, and Locke had no interest in going to someone else's divine realm to fight.

If he hadn't gone there in person, things would have been troublesome. The Elf Queen looked impressive, but Locke didn't think she could defeat Smaug, let alone capture him alive.

After pondering for a while, Locke suddenly had a strange idea.

"By the way, let me ask you a question. You can also use gold for transactions where you are, right?"

The Elf Queen 0.9 nodded, somewhat confused by Locke's meaning.

"So, if I were to produce a mountain of gold—literally a mountain of gold—could I hire hundreds of thousands of people to help me capture Smaug?"

The Elf Queen's eyes widened. He was serious! He was actually serious! He really wanted to capture Smaug and raise him!

madman!

The Elf Queen's expression was so obvious that it was clear even without mind reading. Locke wasn't angry; he just smiled faintly and casually slashed, causing the void to crack open.

This scene caused the Elf Queen's eyes to suddenly narrow.

Beyond the void rift lies a desolate region, which appears to be a barren wasteland.

Locke extended a finger, and at the tip, a small ball of scarlet energy was forming. With a gentle flick, the ball shot out.

The world fell silent, and then...

boom! ! ! !

A terrifying mushroom cloud shot into the sky, its entire body as red as blood, billowing like flames, utterly horrifying.

Moments later, the mushroom cloud dissipated, and the original barren mountain had vanished without a trace, replaced by a vast basin that stretched for at least several dozen miles.

The Elf Queen fell silent, a long silence. Her already round and bright eyes stared blankly, dazed, and dumbfounded at the scene in the video that was completely beyond her comprehension and beyond the limits of her imagination.

"Now, do you think I can raise Smaug?"

Queen Mumu nodded. With such power, let alone raising Smaug, raising Maiar or even Valar would probably be no problem.

Chapter 57 The Strongest Ancient Dragon - Ankaragang

The interdimensional trading interface was closed, and the Elf Queen was still unable to recover.

That power, that terrifying power...

In their world, where powerful beings could at most fight hundreds of others, suddenly witnessing such earth-shattering power was a profound shock to their worldview.

After an unknown amount of time, the Elf Queen suddenly came to her senses, took out the book called The Lord of the Rings, and stared blankly into thought.

If there were any doubts before, they are gone now. With that kind of power, Sauron, the Dark Lord, is completely meaningless. The other party would not use any forbidden schemes related to the One Ring to frame him. He has no need to, nor would he bother to, do such a thing.

This, perhaps, really is just a book, as that person said.

Thinking this, the Elf Queen suddenly became curious about what kind of book this was.

The Elf Queen stretched out her slender fingers and gently turned the pages, one by one. First came confusion, then curiosity, and finally, astonishment!

"This is actually a book of prophecy!!"

This document actually records the major events that will shape the future of the entire world!

No wonder that person knew so much about her world.

Before long, the Elf Queen, filled with shock, flipped to the last page of the book, where she found a note.

The so-called extraordinary restraint force is a powerful force that limits the extraordinary development of the entire world, suppresses the world's extraordinary potential, and forcibly confines all living beings below a baseline, making it impossible for them to break through this limit no matter how hard they try.

"I am not an evil being." Suddenly, a gentle voice, like that of the mother of all things, rang out.

The Elf Queen froze instantly, a chill running down her spine.

"Don't worry, she's not a bad person." At that moment, another voice rang out.

On the surface of the book titled "The Lord of the Rings," eerie crimson energy surged, and after a moment, it condensed into a phantom. This phantom was none other than the Elf Queen, who was none other than Locke, with whom she had previously made a deal.

As soon as Locke's phantom appeared, he lazily looked up at the sky and said, "You scared her a little."

Suddenly, ripples spread across the void, eventually coalescing into a phantom female face. This face was not exceptionally beautiful, but it was filled with the maternal instinct of the mother of all things—loving and gentle.

The moment she saw this phantom, a name inexplicably appeared in the Elf Queen's mind, even though she had never seen it before: the creator god Ilúvatar!

The Elf Queen gasped. This day was far more exciting than anything she had ever experienced in her life. Even as the Elf Queen, and the most accomplished queen in history, she was momentarily overwhelmed.

It's going to collapse!

“Child, there is no need to be afraid. You elves are the most beloved children of the gods.”

The Elf Queen took a deep breath; her millennia of experience had given her an extraordinary mind.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. I, Galadriel, Queen of the Elves, offer my humble greetings."

The illusory figure of the Creator God's gentle gaze fell upon the Elf Queen: "Galantir, you are excellent."

"Now, let's entertain our guests."

As he spoke, the phantom of the creator god's gaze fell upon Locke.

Locke shrugged and sighed, "I knew you guys were into playing with gods and kingdoms..."

Originally, Locke wanted to take a gamble and sneak into Ilúvatar's base before she noticed. In fact, Locke even had a bold idea: perhaps this world wasn't the other party's divine kingdom?

Unfortunately, it failed; his projection was detected the moment it arrived.

"A group? This outsider, have you seen many individuals like me?"

Locke nodded, then shook his head: "I haven't met many, but I know some. For example, there's this old bastard called God who likes to play the divine kingdom game."

"Sir, you seem to have some reservations about the divine kingdom?"

Locke shook his head: "No, it's not that bad. In fact, the divine kingdom is a system often used by many native gods who cannot see higher levels. They turn the whole world into their own divine kingdom and become gods who control everything."

"Of course, you are a little different from this one. You created your own world and are the master of the divine kingdom. In fact, most people who play with divine kingdoms first create their own divine kingdom, then become the master of the divine kingdom, and then gradually expand their divine kingdom to the whole world. This is the opposite of what you did."

Upon hearing this, the phantom of the Creator God nodded: "Indeed, he is quite different from me."

"According to what you've said, this is a common method used by the local gods. Are there other methods as well?"

"Of course!"

"The Divine Kingdom system is actually not bad. Within the Divine Kingdom, three or five ordinary experts of the same level are no match for the Lord of the Divine Kingdom. However, this is both its strength and its weakness. While the Lord of the Divine Kingdom gains great power, he also becomes bound to the Divine Kingdom. When the Divine Kingdom expands to its limit, he will be restricted by the Divine Kingdom. The possibility of advancing to a higher level in the future will be very low. Truly ambitious beings rarely choose the Divine Kingdom system."

The Creator God fell into deep thought: "So that's it. No wonder my power has not increased in the slightest for countless years."

Suddenly, the phantom of the creator god looked at Locke with a strange gaze: "Sir, could you impart some of your knowledge of the gods to me? In return, I will give you a gift. I know you seem to be very interested in dragons."

Locke raised an eyebrow. He had failed to raid the base and thought there was no chance of catching the dragon. What was this? A windfall?

"The knowledge of God, in fact, I don't know much either. Let me first explain the hierarchy of my world."

The Creator God nodded; He now awaited all advanced, mysterious knowledge from other worlds.

Locke spread out one hand, and illusory figures appeared on it.

"First is the first level, the surface level. As the name suggests, this level can only cause some damage on the surface of a world. The surface level is further divided into surface third-rate, surface second-rate, and surface first-rate."

The phantom in Locke's hand, as Locke resolved the situation, continuously presented a series of scenes: third-rate elementary superhumans on the surface, second-rate individuals fighting against hundreds, and first-rate individuals forming armies single-handedly. There was the Hulk crushing an army head-on with his terrifying strength, the Illusionist master controlling thousands with a single thought, and Thor...

"Not bad power. Even a fully-formed Maiar is about this level," commented the creator god Ilúvatar.

Locke suddenly realized that those white-robed berserkers were actually quite powerful.

"Then comes the Second Heavenly Father, which is the beginning of the transformation between God and mortal, and also the mark of a higher life."

"Above this is the true Heavenly Father, possessing the immense power to destroy a planet with a single blow." This time, what appeared in Locke's hand was an image of Odin controlling the Bifrost to destroy a star with a single strike.

“Very strong!” This time, a clear solemn expression appeared on the gentle face of the creator god Ilúvatar. Obviously, this level was enough to threaten Him.

"Above the Heavenly Father is the single-universe level, and the most prominent individuals at this level are called the Celestials."

The truly astonishing scene then unfolds: enormous beings, as large as planets, casually create planets, mold suns, and construct galaxies. The world is as insignificant as a tiny ball of dust in their hands.

Quiet, quiet!

Even the great creator god Ilúvatar fell into a long silence upon seeing the scene of the celestial beings casually conjuring up the sun.

For a long, long time...

"What terrifying power! Seeing them has taught me the meaning of awe!"

The images in Locke's hands did not stop; the multiverse powerhouses used the universe as a playground, controlling and manipulating the infinite multiverse at the super-cosmic level, and finally the omnipotent universe, omniscient and omnipotent, where all things are unified.

"I don't know much about the later levels, so I can only give some vague judgments based on my own understanding."

The creator goddess Ilúvatar shook her head: "That is enough. It has shown me a much wider and more vast world."

"This invaluable knowledge has already greatly inspired me. Distinguished guest from another world, in the name of Ilúvatar, I will repay you with the best gift."

It's just some ranking system, which doesn't seem very valuable. But the value of information is always relative. For the powerful in the Marvel universe, this is basic information that is of little use, but for a closed, native god, it is a path to a higher level.

Therefore, it is easy to imagine the gratitude Ilúvatar felt towards Locke at this moment.

Suddenly, a pile of broken, yet enormous bones fell from the sky and landed in front of Locke, piling up into a small mountain.

“A single Smaug is not enough to repay my gratitude.”

Suddenly, the mountain of bones rapidly pieced themselves together, and in a matter of moments, they reassembled into a gigantic bone dragon. The next instant, blood, muscles, heart...

The bone dragon, having lost everything, was rapidly returning. In a short while, a complete giant dragon appeared in the sky.

This dragon was incredibly huge, with a body length of over three hundred meters. Even Smaug, the so-called most evil dragon, looked as small as a minor in front of this real dragon.

"Roar!!!!"

The three-hundred-meter-long dragon roared to the sky, its terrifying power shattering the clouds in the sky!