Rumble...

In May, it’s the rainy season in the Bantaan Archipelago, and the storms over the Sapphire Sea are far more fierce, violent, and long-lasting than those on the northern Old Continent.

The "Coral Clouds," symbolizing the approach of the Spiral Annals, are no longer as rare as last year, frequently showing reflections of the deep sea in the sky, with schools of fish roaming freely.

From the increasingly strange appearances of those aquatic creatures, it’s clear that the Bantaan Archipelago and the Southern Continent have also been unable to escape unscathed from the first impact of the New Era.

From east to west, from south to north, the world’s ecology is undergoing subtle and profound changes.

More and more people have heard the warning: "We have entered the Intertidal Zone, please hold tightly to the ropes around you, and embrace the eternal fall!"

As a species with a long-term crisis awareness, humans think differently at the higher and lower levels, but various demon monsters lack such complex thoughts and genuinely believe that now is the best era.

Amidst the bright flashes of lightning, two young Thunderbirds that have just ascended from Storm Elves are frolicking in the thunderstorm over Yucatan Island.

Many indigenous Tenor people on the ground, seeing the totem images come to life before their eyes for the first time, couldn’t help but kneel in reverence and worship.

If canaries are the safety alarms in mines, then these Thunderbirds are the alarms of the Extraordinary World.

When the activity of the Source Tide in the Southern Continent and the Bantaan Archipelago allows for the survival of Thunderbirds, which have demanding environmental requirements, it means this region is rapidly approaching the Mythological Era.

Driven by the humans’ Mind Wish Power, it’s entirely possible for them to gradually become new Totem Gods or even Gods.

"Caw——!"

But just as the two newborn Thunderbirds let out a high-pitched screech, proclaiming their dominion over the sky, another lightning-lit figure suddenly enveloped them.

Looking up, they saw a far larger creature of their kind, startling them so much they nearly fell from the sky.

As that creature flew past, it took a tremendous effort to regain their flying posture, instinctively holding back their arrogant demeanor.

Another even larger dark silhouette passed through the cloud sea, carrying a storm, thunder, and heavy rain, as it thundered overhead.

The mighty dragon’s presence caused the two Thunderbirds to shed feathers in fright, fleeing towards the direction of the Hundred Beasts Paradise in the south without looking back.

On Sapphire Sea Street, who is the king?

Even without asking around, the two Thunderbirds already knew it definitely wouldn’t be them.

The human world is too dangerous; better to hurry back to the world of demon monsters.

The giant dragon glanced at them, showing no interest in capturing them, and continued descending from the clear sky above the clouds.

This gigantic dragon has sleek lines all over its body, its wings larger than those of any other dragon species, casting shadows over the sky.

Its body is covered in deep blue shimmering scales, and eight large trident-like horns extend backward, forming the shape of a horned crown, with raging winds and flashes swirling on the glossy scales at any time.

Seemingly a Fifth Order Pseudo-God Level Dragon King, it is not the only known pureblood dragon, the Mithril Dragon, but a fellow Dragon Species, the Storm Dragon.

"My dear sister, have we made a mistake on one thing? Wasn’t the plan today for the Dragon Knight to ride their own Fifth Order dragon mount down the street?

Why am I the one being ridden?"

Byron, transformed into the Storm Dragon to serve as a mount for his sister, protested discontentedly.

Catherine, dressed in a pure white chiffon gown and wearing crystal high heels, lay leisurely between the dragon’s horns, gently patting her brother’s head as if soothing a child, silenced him with just one sentence:

"Hush, don’t mind the details.

Our family has always been democratic; to be fair, you can choose to ride the dragon during the day or at night, but not both, which one do you want?"

"This... that..."

Byron was momentarily at a loss, but after only half a second of hesitation, he grumbled his choice:

"At night!"

"Hehe..."

Catherine, utterly pleased, lifted her dainty foot, picked a strawberry from the fruit platter beside her, and popped it into her mouth.

She gave Byron’s head, harder than steel, a light kick, akin to a knight spurring a horse with their heels, and shouted:

"Mount, destination Imperial Royal City Taya Pan, off you go!"

Byron decided not to argue with his newly ascended Fifth Order sister, who was now insufferably arrogant, and activated the Electromagnetic Slingshot for instant speed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Layers of sound barriers broke instantly, the pristine Air Blast Ring trailing behind him, carving a long trench through the mighty storm cloud sea.

But Catherine enjoyed the best riding experience, her hair and skirt not even slightly disturbed.

As they returned to the Sacred Golden Empire’s Imperial Capital Taya Pan with the Thunderbird West Wind, after a few months’ absence, the empire’s district officials, Nature Spirits, and Totem Gods had long been waiting at the open area in front of the Great Golden Tower.

To them, it didn’t feel as though Byron and Catherine, especially Catherine who managed the entire Sacred Golden Empire, had ever left.

She spent a considerable amount of time each day using legal projections here to handle various affairs, seeing these empire officials daily.

Byron reverted to human form in mid-air, dispersing the storm overhead, giving the stage to his sister today.

Catherine leapt, a burst of silver light engulfed the sky, as she transformed into her Mithril Dragon form, circling the Tayapan Pyramid for a lap.