Uvie Muzhe snorted coldly. On the way here, it had seen many dragon skeletons, and there was almost no surviving dragon in the Dragon Village.

"It’s not as simple as you think."

Lotarion frowned deeply.

Unlike Uvie Muzhe, their strength was greater and they had a better understanding of the True God Skull and the impostor gods, knowing full well how tricky this affair was.

Rogel had indeed removed the threat of Oduan and those deformed giants, but now the situation between Oduan and the True God Skull was like a bomb installed in Dragon Village, ready to explode at any moment.

This was undoubtedly a very headache-inducing matter.

However, things had to be viewed from both sides.

While the stalemate between the True God Skull and Oduan posed risks, if it could continue for a long time, it wouldn’t be a bad thing.

On one hand, it solved the issue of the True God Skull’s whereabouts; on the other, it addressed the Two-headed Giant plague in Dragon Village.

"...Forget it."

After staying silent for a while, Lotarion sighed.

"Things have come to this, so I will stay here, and Dragon Village needs rebuilding anyway."

"Just hope this fragile balance doesn’t shatter someday..."

Alongside the worry, there was also a slight feeling of relief.

If Rogel carried the True God Skull with them, they would undoubtedly need to follow Rogel everywhere.

And given Rogel’s impulsive nature, Lotarion found it unsettling, so the current situation was a form of resolution.

After saying this, Lotarion looked at Uvie Muzhe beside them: "Little Uvie, go clean up the remaining giants outside Dragon Village and see if there are any surviving compatriots."

The demigod war between Rogel and Oduan had already left Dragon Village shattered and the deformed giants decimated.

Moreover, after Oduan, another wave of Devouring Power had swept the area.

Therefore, looking over Dragon Village, there was not much life left. The dragons previously penned in had long turned to carcasses.

"Okay." Uvie Muzhe glanced at Rogel, agreed in a deep voice, and then flew away.

"What do you plan to do next?"

Lotarion spoke.

This question was naturally directed at Rogel.

"I need to investigate the matters and will need your help to show me the way."

Rogel said.

While the giant problem in Dragon Village was temporarily resolved, it wasn’t Rogel’s entire goal.

He had confirmed a connection between Oduan and the Extreme Night Stars of the Sea of Confession, so naturally, he needed to investigate the details.

Surely, at this moment, there would be some clues in Dragon Village.

Additionally, he also wanted to understand why Dragon Village had created the "Starry Dragon City."

"Alright."

Lotarion nodded, agreed to Rogel’s request, and the two started searching the ruined Dragon Village for clues.

...

Ancient Dragon Nest.

Before the fall of Dragon Village, it was home to several ancient dragons who were the elders and rulers of Dragon Village’s affairs.

However, after Oduan’s arrival, it turned this place into its residence,

and the whereabouts of those ancient dragon elders’ remains were unknown, though it was evident they didn’t meet a good end.

’Oduan should not have obtained the ancient dragons’ remains after Dragon Village’s fall; otherwise, I would not have faced only one demigod, Oduan.’

Looking at the environment within the Ancient Dragon Nest, Rogel pondered.

However, it was possible he overthought it; perhaps Oduan had transformed the ancient dragon elders’ corpses into a Giant’s Treasure.

After all, this guy’s survival items were endless, leaving Rogel baffled at the time.

Still, Rogel was more inclined to believe that Oduan had not acquired the ancient dragons’ remains, since from Oduan’s son’s memories, individuals from the Extreme Night Stars also contributed to the war in Dragon Village.

"This is the Ancestor Dragon Fang." Lotarion observed the two gigantic petrified dragon fangs on the altar at the deepest part of the Ancient Dragon Nest and said, "It is likely the residual power within them kept the True God Skull’s freezing power at bay from spreading further."

Upon hearing this, Rogel also shifted his gaze to the massive dragon fangs on the altar.

[Ancestor Dragon Fang]

[Type: Ancient Relic (Incomplete)]

[Explanation: Teeth left by a magnificent creature from ancient times, still holding some residual might despite being worn down by time, though now it can only protect this land.]

Indeed, it was the power of this object.

A flash of understanding crossed Rogel’s mind; the Ancestor Dragon Fang undoubtedly proved the reality of the Giant Dragon Ancestor and the Mother of Giant Dragons, but its function was limited to that.

After examining the Ancestor Dragon Fang.

Rogel and Lotarion continued their search for clues.

He attempted to find some diaries or the like.

But found nothing.

Clearly, although Oduan had a lot hidden within, it didn’t have the habit of keeping diaries.

However, Rogel did make other discoveries.

Like this withered, blood-stained Bed of Flesh and Blood before him.

On this increasingly decomposed Bed of Flesh and Blood, there was still a giant body outline constructed of flesh.

[Oduan’s Breeding Bed]

[Type: Special Creature]

[Special Effect: Can extract Twin-headed Giant bloodline, nurturing new beings.]

[Explanation: Are these new beings offspring brought forth, or extensions of the bloodline? In any case, Oduan’s brother Nemir’s would clearly not be pleased with this.]

"Hmm... I remember that Oduan liked to call Nemir’s a woman back in the day..."

Lotarion naturally understood from Rogel about the Bed of Flesh and Blood and made a slightly grim yet hellish joke.

However, Rogel was in no mood to joke with them now.

Purple light flickered in his eyes as he focused intently on examining the Bed of Flesh and Blood, trying to find some clues.

As this bed evolved from Oduan’s kin Nemir’s, with the Authority of Mystery and Secret Peeping, perhaps he could find some clues.

But after watching for a while, he found nothing unusual, and the Secret Peeping did not trigger.

It made Rogel frown deeply.

Oduan had left almost nothing related to the Extreme Night Stars in the Ancient Dragon Nest; he found nothing.

Could it be on Oduan’s person?

But despite being suppressed, this guy was still alive; how could he find clues on it?

Rogel rubbed his temples.

He turned around, instructing Lotarion to take him to other Floating Islands in Dragon Village to seek more information.

Again, he found nothing.

Frowning, he pondered momentarily, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

’Right, this guy had more than one dwelling. From Oduan’s son’s memory, there was a dwelling before they attacked Dragon Village!’

Rogel suddenly grasped this point.

The dwelling before attacking Dragon Village was naturally the secret lair where Oduan birthed its first batch of offspring!

With this in mind, Rogel did not hesitate further, pursuing the memory’s clue to start the search.

...

Meanwhile.

On Scot Island, Little Elf, previously content and lazy, was suddenly recruited for labor.

"You vile villain... even far away, you still give Iya work to do, disturbing my sleep, how hateful!"

The Little Elf was fluttering her wings, sprinkling the Lu Ze atop the plants below, her cheeks puffed up with anger and full of discontent.

After Iya cast the golden glows from her hands.

The affected plant sprouts began growing at a visible pace, and some short-lived plants even bore full fruits directly.

"Wow! Big sister Iya is amazing!"

"Being part of Archbishop Rogel’s crew, truly extraordinary!"

"This is nothing short of miraculous!"

The young trainees nearby, seeing this scene, lit up, issuing genuine praise and admiration.

Hearing these voices, the Little Elf couldn’t help but slightly raise her little head, a smile uncontrollably creeping upon her lips, looking quite pleased.

Nevertheless, she waved her hand modestly, displaying an indifferent demeanor: "Oh, it’s just a tiny trick, nothing to mention, I still have loads and loads and loads of skills yet to showcase. I’ll show you more in a bit..."

The Little Elf, amidst waves of flatteries and accolades, got lost...