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    Translator:  Ashish

    Translation Checker: Silvain

     

    While the two major dark Forces were at a standoff in the Kadar Star Domain, no one knew that an Overlord of the ruling Force of the Eastern Sector, the Dragon Clan, was actually coming over.

     

    *Rooooooaar…* A majestic and deafening cry, a blend of a Dragon’s roar and a Snake’s hiss, reverberated, as a jet-black shadow, stretching 10,000 meters long, streaked through the starry skies.

     

    It was the Nether Dragon Serpent — A renowned Overlord of the Dragon Clan, known for its eerie nature and fearsome strength.

     

    Not long ago, it had heard from the Dream Dragon that the Angel Clan had a Seraph of terrifying strength appear, who could also wield an Imperial Artifact.

     

    “Heh… I’m truly looking forward to seeing the ‘Peerless Prodigy’ that my dear Sister spoke of…” With a slight smile on his face, the Nether Dragon Serpent flicked his massive tail, and transformed into a streak of starlight, heading straight for the Western Sector.

     

    However, this journey was destined to be long, really long.

     

    The vast distances between Sectors were immeasurable. Even for a being as powerful as the Nether Dragon Serpent, the journey would take at least several decades, if not a century or more.

     

    However, this would serve as a trial for the Nether Dragon Serpent.

     

    After all, among the current Overlords of the Dragon Clan, he was the youngest. By the time he had become an adult, the Dragon Emperors had already carved out vast territories, waging wars across galaxies.

     

    One could say that the Nether Dragon Serpent was somewhat akin to the rising stars of the Demon Court, such as Quinn and the God-Devouring Rat.

     

    However, unlike them, the Nether Dragon Serpent had, through a stroke of fortune, already stepped into Tier-6.

     

    “Sister, Dragon Serpent has departed for the Western Sector…” An eerie voice suddenly echoed from the deepest reaches of the Dragon Clan.

     

    “Let him go.” With a chuckle, a Red Dragon, coiled around an entire planet with its head and tail connected, responded nonchalantly.

     

    She was the Dream Dragon, the most powerful Emperor of the Dragon Clan, a Dragon that drifted between dreams and reality.

     

    It could be said that in all the Starry Sky, she ranked among the top five.

     

    And this was no exaggeration, it was a fact.

     

    Her strength defied common sense. It was beyond imagination.

     

    Now, with a faint smile pulling back the corners of her mouth, the Dream Dragon gazed leisurely toward the Western Sector.

     

    [Unlike the Eastern Sector, which is ruled by our Dragon Clan, the Western Sector is mired in a war between various Forces. If he can carve out his own territory in the Western Sector, it would undoubtedly pave the way for the Dragon Clan’s future expansion.] With these thoughts racing in her mind, the Dream Dragon’s long, narrow eyes, as youthful as a maiden’s, slightly narrowed as she inquired, “What about the things I sent you to retrieve from the World Tree? How is that progressing?”

     

    “Haha…” A strange laughter filled the void as a monstrous Black Dragon, adorned with three fearsome heads, spoke in a ghastly voice, “After negotiating with the World Tree, it has already handed over the items to our Dragon Clan. Before long, we should have information on the powerful figures of the various races.”

     

    Hearing this, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed through the Dream Dragon’s elongated pupils.

     

    If everything went according to the Dragon Clan’s plan, they would soon be able to systematically wage war against the myriad races.

     

    The Dragon Clan’s ambition had never been limited to a single galaxy, or even two.

     

    Even now, having conquered six galaxies, the insatiable hunger of the Dragon Clan remained unfulfilled.

     

    [The Dragon Clan must grow even stronger!] Blazing flames ignited deep within the Dream Dragon’s eyes.

     

    The Dream Dragon did not try to hide the fervent ambition surging within her.

     

    Her ambition was to raise the crown high and propel the Dragon Clan to the pinnacle of all races.

     

     

    At the same time, setting aside the ambitions of the Dragon Clan, the Milky Way Galaxy—home to the Demon Court—had entered an unusual period of calm.

     

    From the outside, while it might appear that Yu Zi Yu’s absence had not affected the Demon Court in the slightest, upon closer observation, one would notice that the Demon Court had become significantly more vigilant.

     

    Starships patrolled the Starry Sky in organized squadrons.

     

    Asteroids, now transformed into formidable war fortresses, flickered with light day and night.

     

    Occasionally, the deep black barrels of cannons could be seen gleaming with Spiritual Energy in the distance.

     

    The Demon Court’s military development was primarily led by the Apostle, Stellar Magneto, who commanded its technological army.

     

    After all, technology, a force capable of allowing the weak to challenge the strong, was well-suited for the military.

     

    Even a unit of Tier-1 and Tier-2 Humans, armed with the Demon Court’s technology, could threaten Tier-3s, and perhaps even some Tier-4s.

     

    Rumors had even spread that the Demon Court had successfully developed something called Annihilation Pulse, which could erase everything. It was so powerful that even Tier-4s and Tier-5s would struggle to resist.

     

    However, in the end, this remained nothing more than a legend. No one knew whether it was true or not.

     

    However, if it was true, then the Demon Court’s military power would undergo a qualitative transformation.

     

     

    At that moment, on a desolate planet within the Demon Court’s territory…

     

    “Greetings, Lord Empress, Lord Nine Tails…”

     

    “Greetings, Lord Empress, Lord Nine Tails…”

     

     

    Amidst the chorus of respectful voices, numerous figures—Humans dressed in white lab coats, resembling researchers—bowed deeply.

     

    Standing at the forefront of the group was none other than the Demon Court’s enigmatic Chief Scientist, Magneto.

     

    He wore a helmet, and a crimson cape draped over his back. Tiny little arcs of lightning crackled and danced around him.

     

    However, that was no ordinary lightning—it was the manifestation of pure magnetism.

     

    Magneto, also known as the Master of Magnetism, was a force to be reckoned with.

     

    “Has the Annihilation Pulse been successfully developed!?” Asked the Empress with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

     

    The Annihilation Pulse was one of the Demon Court’s most critical projects, based on the Innate Talent of a peculiar Void Creature—an entity resembling an Octopus, yet bearing a single massive eye.

     

    This Void Creature, known as Observer, was known for its unfathomable knowledge.

     

    It could study and deconstruct the structure of all things, only to dismantle them completely. If something had been analyzed completely by it, then its ominous purple radiance would become their despair, disintegrating its target into nothing.

     

    Moreover, under this purple glow, all forms of transformation would be undone, reverting matter to its most primal state.

     

    If the Demon Court managed to master such a power, they would push the Demon Court’s military strength to a whole new level.

     

    Thus, the upper echelons of the Demon Court had always placed great importance on this project.

     

    “It’s more than halfway complete…” Magneto replied with a faint smile.

     

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