The villain's way to tame the protagonist

But the young Hydra just shook his hand lightly, and the blood flame that made the grand dukes so afraid seemed to be shattered and disappeared in mid-air.

The Grand Dukes could only sense the fleeting yet unfathomable aura of the abyss on Anser, and did not take it too seriously, after all, the abyss was Hydra's home. Compared to this, they were more concerned about the power of the Flame of Feasting that could be dispersed with a slight wave of the arm.

Anther Hydra, known throughout the Empire as "the least Hydra of Hydras".

He is gentle and polite, kind and generous, compassionate to the common people, and has an outstanding aristocratic demeanor. It is difficult for anyone who has been with him to have any dislike for him... These are all old topics.

In areas that have nothing to do with Hydra's political status and only concern his power, the extraordinary people boast more about his... omnipotence.

As a monster born from the abyss, Hydra is born with control over a vast amount of elements that are unimaginable to the extraordinary beings. After accepting the rational processing of the Feasting Flame, in order to ensure rationality, Hydra will only pick a few of these elements as the direction of growth, and these elements are often related to the spiritual essence determined by themselves.

Flamel's unreasonable [Creator] spirit determined that he would walk on the path of [Creation], but the extraordinary people in the empire did not know what Ansir Hydra's spirit was, let alone what path he had chosen.

The only thing we know is that he seems to know... everything.

Knowing everything means that the number of elements that Anser masters is unbelievable.

But even with this incredible talent, Hydra should not have the power to easily disperse the Flame of Feasting before he became a complete form - he neither had the "quantity" fed by Flamel that could allow him to reach the sixth level instantly, nor did he have the "quality" supported by enough Contract Heads. How... did he do it?

Or does it mean that even with just three Qi Shou, he already has this kind of power?

is it possible?

As the Grand Dukes' mentality gradually changed, it was Grand Duke Qingjin who calmed down first and took over the conversation very naturally: "Who is Lord Hydra referring to?"

Young Hydra seemed to be unaware of the Grand Dukes' thoughts and said in a very casual tone:

"Of course it was His Highness Ivora who was killed by that loser and whose life or death is unknown."

"..."

The expressions of the Grand Dukes became even stiffer, even stiffer than when they heard Anser call Efesand a loser, as if they were more afraid that Ivora was still alive than the emperor's return.

——After all, compared to being burned by the Source Flame itself and recovering its power, Ivora's survival rate is obviously higher. And if she successfully survives, then as the only descendant who can inherit the power of the Feasting Flame, as long as she returns to the main plane, she will definitely ascend the throne.

"Her spiritual essence can manipulate space. If it was her, it wouldn't be surprising for her to tear open such a huge door to the maze, right?"

"Hahahaha, but if she had this ability, she should have returned to the mainland long ago, right?"

Anser looked at the grand dukes with a smile. Some of the grand dukes who were not good at hiding their emotions had gloomy faces. However, he seemed to be completely unaware of how bad his words were. He strolled leisurely on the sea of ​​blood and flames with a nonchalant look:

"Speaking of which, although the quality of the flame is not very good, the amount... is indeed quite astonishing."

"Perhaps, that relic is the tomb of a descendant of the Flame of the Modern Dynasty? He is not qualified to be a king, but still possesses some power of the Flame of the Modern Dynasty. Or perhaps the monarch of the dynasty left behind a source flame in his tomb, which eventually degenerated into an ordinary Flame of the Modern Dynasty as the power was passed down."

“But no matter what… Such a huge relic, whether it is a tomb or a treasure land, is not something that ordinary people can open.”

Standing on the sea of ​​fire below, Ansher looked up at the grand dukes hanging high in the sky, but his teasing and contemptuous tone made him look like he was looking down on them... and mocking the grand dukes' weakness.

"Perhaps, our Lord Ivora has found a blessing in disguise in the maze."

*

Olementine Dragonwhisper returned to his residence.

He was now standing in the center of the lobby of the Dragon Language family's mansion, which had been passed down for seven hundred years, staring at the portrait hanging at the entrance of the wide staircase.

The glory of the Dragon Speaker Family comes from the ancestor who lived seven hundred years ago. He was unprecedented in history... He reached a deal with the Dragon Clan in the form of a human. In every generation of the Dragon Speaker Family, there is one person who can drive a dragon, and will have some marks of dragon characteristics. He can also avoid dragon attacks as much as possible during dragon disasters, just like the inheritance of Feast Flame.

No one knows what price the first generation of Grand Duke of Dragon Language paid except the Emperor and Hydra. In short, he gained the power to dominate the West, allowing his family to be passed down for more than 700 years to this day.

"Anther...Hydra."

Olementine gazed at the portrait of his ancestor, murmuring the name of the young Hydra.

Although he had always behaved calmly and properly, Olementine could feel... the laxity and disdain emanating from the little monster's bones.

He didn't seem to care at all about what the return of the power of Feasting Flame meant, or even if he knew, he didn't regard it as a threat at all.

He actually...didn't take Ivora and Efesand seriously.

Hydra and Feast Flame are of course equal, and neither of the Old Gods can do anything to the other, but the problem is... there are no so-called Old Gods here anymore.

It doesn't matter that Hydra looks down on the Grand Dukes, but it's abnormal that he doesn't even care about the Emperor and the Crown Prince.

——He only has three Qishou, or strictly speaking, only two Qishou.

Olementine was sure that the young Hydra could not be an ignorant person, and that even under this arrogance, Hydra had unparalleled confidence in his own strength.

Hydra's power comes from the integrity of Qishou. Not only can they gain independent and powerful combat power after giving their original "head" to others, but more importantly, they can gain feedback from Qishou through the connection with that transcends the boundaries of life and death.

When the Lord of Power possesses extremely terrifying physical strength and the power to control the projection of Hydra's body, he must take the responsibility of bearing damage for Hydra... Although this is not mandatory, Hydra will usually activate it.

At the same time, part of the physical strength possessed by the Lord of Power will be transferred to Hydra itself.

The strength of the Wind Head in terms of pure power is not worth mentioning, and the remaining Head... Mingflora Zeg, without the blessing of sufficiently large elements, it is impossible to construct the power called Deus Ex Machina, so she is most likely Hydra's Abyss Head.

The Head of the Abyss is responsible for sorting out the complex elements possessed by Hydra, which are far beyond the imagination of the world, and can call upon Hydra's cognition and understanding of the elements to a certain extent - even if he himself knows nothing about this element, he can reach Hydra's level.

The feedback from the Lord of the Abyss is much simpler. Since the Lord of the Abyss is responsible for sorting it out, Hydra's flexible use of factors has naturally improved by leaps and bounds.

But could this allow Hydra to leap forward in strength in just one year to the point where even the Flame-Feasting Clan could not take it seriously?

In the middle of the deserted lobby, Olementine stared at the giant dragon in the portrait. The dark golden vertical pupils, which looked like a living creature, clearly showed the dragon's domineering look through the thin drawing paper.

"..."

The man lowered his head and turned his palm, staring at the diamond-shaped scales on his wrist with a thoughtful look.

"He has even more hidden tricks..."

Olementine, who was called a "pure careerist" by the Grand Duke of Lapis Lazuli, murmured: "Abyss... Abyss, Faust..."

"Could that be the chess piece you planted in the West in advance, Hydra?"

Deep hatred and fear emerged in his eyes, but were quickly suppressed.

The battle three years ago was a lifelong shame and taboo for Olementin. He himself didn't even want to think about it, let alone let others mention it.

Recall the embarrassed, frightened, trembling, and...desperate self.

After a long moment, Olementine turned around and walked out of the mansion.

"Hector." He called out the servant's name, "Prepare a gift for me. It must be of the highest standard and sent to Hydra Territory immediately."

Standing quietly at the door of the mansion, the servant, whose body was covered with black scales and had a pair of flesh wings growing from his waist, bowed his head and saluted: "Understood, Master, I will go now."

At this point in time, the focus should be on the regent's affairs. If Efesandre and Ivora are really finished, then what we can see through this competition during this period of time will definitely be used in future competitions.

Except for Grand Duke Qingjin, the three Grand Dukes of the Western Kingdom temporarily put aside their past grudges and united in supporting Diana... Although their original target was also the sweet and easy-to-control Su Silun, the East Port acted too quickly.

But it doesn't matter. This fight for the position of regent is said to be a test of the governance capabilities of the two descendants of the Flame, but it is fundamentally a contest between the grand dukes in the dark.

It doesn't matter even if he can't win. Grand Duke Longyu never thought of simply manipulating the puppet to satisfy his own ambitions. If he can obtain enough intelligence and even trump cards about Donggang in this confrontation, he will be able to gain the upper hand in more important contests in the future.

At this time, it would be an absolutely foolish option to confront Hydra, who even the Emperor did not take seriously.

Olementine suddenly stopped.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind:

Is this really a stupid choice?

If Hydra was really that strong, and he really had the strength to not even worry about the return of Feasting Flame with only three heads, and if he was allowed to grow like this...

The fragile balance between the Grand Dukes and Hydra stems from, firstly, the perfect personality that Anser has created over a long period of time, and secondly, from the fact that he does have the power to easily replace at least half of the Grand Dukes, and the last point... is naturally because he is essentially unable to be any stronger.

Without inherited power and without devouring Flamel, he cannot reach the sixth level... It is more likely that he is unwilling to be promoted to the sixth level because he does not want to be entangled by Hydra's evil blood and curse, and he will not have the absolute power of the emperor.

But if that monster found a completely new path, a path that could break through the inheritance of the divine species and even allow him to escape the curse of the gods... then what should he do?

A terrifying thought suddenly arose in the man's mind again.

He has... other pledges!

It's not just his own strength. The Calamity Lancemalos who could tear apart a fifth-tier dragon with his bare hands at the fourth tier, the Mechanical Fool Zeg who has outstanding talents in alchemy and sorcery... With the continuous improvement of Hydra's power and the increasing number of his heads, even if he can't reproduce the absolute power of the Old Gods, what does it matter? By that time, will there be anyone else in the empire who can go against his will?

"Faust... yes, that Faust, it is very possible that he has already chosen the leader! That power of the abyss that is absolutely beyond the control of ordinary people... Is it the leader of soul or the leader of darkness! He may have made preparations even earlier."

"...I actually forgot this. How could I have forgotten this?"

The flash of inspiration in his mind instantly made the Grand Duke of Dragon Language think of more things. He thought of the regent who was controlled by Anser, and Hydra's seemingly normal yet abnormal tough attitude in the Feasting Flame Palace. Finally, he thought of Hydra's arrogance towards the Feasting Flame clan not long ago...

The chess piece being pushed murmured in a trance:

"He's bluffing, stalling for time!"

While the nobles of the Empire were still fighting overtly and covertly for the regent, trying to fight for the supreme authority of the Empire, Hydra, who instigated this matter, had long since stayed out of it, watching their absurd struggle with a completely harmless and desireless attitude, while actually constantly increasing his own power in secret... until he possessed a power that, even if it was not comparable to that of the Old Gods, was still enough to dominate the Empire!

"Hector!"

Olementine suddenly shouted, and the servant who had gone to prepare the gifts came back and asked in panic and confusion, "What's wrong, sir?"

Grand Duke Long Yu exhaled slowly and said in a deep voice: "The gift sent to Hydra Territory will be cancelled and sent to..."

He suddenly sneered, and his normal human eyes seemed to be distorted into dragon's vertical pupils in an instant.

"Forward to Edward Deep Blue, to Grand Duke Deep Blue."

"Tell him that there is something more important than the fight for the position of Regent. We need to discuss it."

Although the servant Hector was confused, he would not question his master's decision. He immediately bowed respectfully and left again.

Olementin realized that he had made a huge mistake, and he was extremely glad that he had realized it.

Anser Hydra, he put himself in a very good position.

He was ferocious and indomitable, yet he used force that was strong enough to suppress people. At the same time, because he could not be promoted to the sixth level and had maintained a good image for decades, he finally created an image that he was mostly harmless as long as you didn't provoke him.

This monster... there is no way he is harmless. Any idea that he is harmless, that he is not too strong now, and can even be won over to fight against other grand dukes, is extremely stupid.

What's more, if Ivora is not dead, it means... Efesand is dead!

So even if he didn't make the plan he expected, he couldn't be allowed to develop peacefully! The next person to be dealt with is Hydra!

Only now, only the present moment——

This is the best time to kill him!

Thinking of this, Grand Duke Dragon Language forced himself to suppress the urge to contact more grand dukes. He couldn't let Ansor find out that he had the intention to kill him, otherwise that eloquent monster might turn the situation around from some strange angle.

We need to wait for his flaws, wait for a perfect opportunity, and at least win the support of six or more Grand Dukes before we can -

"Master, Master! Something terrible has happened!"

An extremely terrified scream came from outside, which made Grand Duke Longyu frown slightly.

He was very strict in governing his subordinates and would never allow such an unseemly fellow to be under his command. Just as he was about to start teaching him a lesson, a half-dragon with brown scales rushed into the main gate and shouted:

“The sky…the sky!”

*

"Everything over there has been taken care of, right?"

Ansher took a sip of the crystal clear wine and looked at Susilun who was kneeling on the ground with a gentle smile.

"Yes, I have sent people to receive the fleeing refugees."

This time, Miss Susilen, who was dressed very formally and elegantly, did not show any coquettishness. She just said respectfully, "All the survivors who escaped from the sea of ​​fire have been brought back."

"Well... after learning about the situation, you sent people to rescue innocent civilians as soon as possible. You did a good job, which is a plus point."

Anser nodded slightly. Just a few words made Susilun's eyes sparkle with bright light. The girl suppressed her utilitarianism and joy that did not come from saving people, lowered her head and said: "It is our duty to ensure that the people of the empire can have a safe place."

Su Silun seemed to understand how to get along with Anser - he didn't hate utilitarianism or hypocrisy, but he cared about what to do and what to say at the right time. In other words... he only cared about one thing: rightness.

It was not necessary to show loyalty, nor was it necessary to tell the truth. What was necessary was that she must be responsible for what she said, because the young Hydra could see through the truth hidden behind her words at a glance.

Now, as a candidate for regent, all she had to do was naturally protect the civilians.

The girl's cleverness was recognized by the young Hydra, and she was rewarded. Anser held his chin with one hand, chuckled and asked, "I know you have questions, ask them."

Su Silun's breath was choked, and she subconsciously clenched her fists. After a brief silence, she asked in a dry voice:

"The Flame of Feasting... that is... who does it belong to?"

"It can't be from Effisand." Anser looked at Susilen's expression, "It's likely, um... related to Ivora."

The momentary hatred and fear that appeared on the face of the iris girl was extremely interesting to Anser. The psychological shadow left by Ivora on Susilen was not small. She would rather see Efesand come back and never have the hope of becoming emperor for the rest of her life than let Ivora live.

Susilun noticed Anser's gaze and raised her face, trying to force a smile: "But since it can be extinguished... it means that even she is not as powerful as before, right?"

"Correction, that's not called being extinguished."

Anser raised his eyebrows slightly: "It just makes it have nothing to burn."

All the grand dukes and Anther gathered together to discuss the matter. Of course, they could not just sit there and watch the flames of the Feast spread like this. According to Anther's estimation, although those flames would not burn the entire empire if left unattended, they would easily burn tens of thousands of square kilometers of land.