Verth Sovereign.

The apex of Verandis, or at least the known limit of the sky of Verandis.

This...her aura was almost.

Almost on par with Zeratheil’s! Suddenly, Emperal’s eyes widened.

"You...are you somehow connected to Zeratheil?"

He couldn’t help but ask, hearing that question. Dresh’s smile widened into a wide grin.

"Connected? Heh, you could say that. I was his wife in the previous millennia for four centuries."

"!!!"

Emperal felt his head buzz when he heard such huge numbers, centuries...millennia.

This woman...she is ancient!

Emperal took a deep breath, "So...I guess even your name is false."

Dresh laughed out loud when she heard that, "It isn’t entirely false. I am the last survivor of the long-lost Eclipse Elves."

"My name is Dreshalyth Astryssil Zephrus! The first and only daughter of the Astryssil Elven Sovereign."

The moment her words echoed, the already dark sea shook. For a second, darkness enveloped the entire area...before reverting back to normal.

Emperal blinked. This...this was way beyond his understanding.

"No way...this woman was that man’s daughter?"

Suddenly, the Infernal Dragon spoke. His words surprised Emperal for a second.

"What do you mean, his daughter? Do you know who she is?"

It was surprise after surprise, even the Infernal Dragon was implicated now.

"Yes, at the end of my era. There was a young man who rose to fame. It was an extremely talented and...mutated Elf. The first of his kind and the strongest. He was also known as the Bloodthirsty Elf. During his reign alone, he had bathed Verandis in blood, claiming the lives of millions and millions of creatures."

"Crazy! What a lunatic."

He couldn’t help but speak, but he, of course, caught onto the Infernal Dragon’s words.

"So, you were originally from Verandis itself, huh? And you even ruled it."

The moment Emperal’s words echoed, the Infernal Dragon quietened. After a minute, a long sigh was heard from within his mind.

"That is not entirely false, but no. I am not from this realm, not even close. My existence is...way more complicated than you realize. You have grown stronger, Emperal, and sooner or later. My Verth will run out. Before that...you must undergo my sister’s tribulation. Otherwise...I will cease to exist.

"This old fucker! He is telling all this right now!" Emperal couldn’t help but curse.

"What are you thinking? Did you freeze due to the shock?"

Dreshalyth—Dresh asked him curiously. But, she didn’t expect such a reply.

"I am indeed shocked, Lady Dresh. Your current timeless beauty stunned me into freezing."

Emperal replied after a few breaths, his shocked expression slowly returning to his usual one.

"My my~ Now I’m really worried about the material of your balls. Aren’t you scared?"

Dresh chuckled; her black sclera, coupled with that wide grin, was...eerie. Like, really eerie.

But in Emperal’s eyes? It looked like candy.

"Afraid...I’m not. If you were set on killing me. You would have done that already, but despite my glaring flirts, you didn’t."

"Hehe~ As sharp as always, no wonder you have made it so far. Even with that trashy Spirit Root."

Dresh couldn’t help but speak, but suddenly. His earlier words echoed in her mind...

Consciousness, weakness, violence, and everything else.

Looking at Emperal’s smiling expression, she couldn’t help but speak.

"You and Zeratheil are almost similar in ideologies. The only difference is...he is strong and you, weak."

She said, her words brought a nod out of Emperal. Taking a deep breath, he spoke.

"I’ll ignore your comment about my Spirit Root. And don’t compare me to other men. Secondly, if you think his and my ideologies are similar...you are wrong. Very much so."

"Oh? Why is that?"

Dresh raised her brows. Inwardly, she couldn’t help but praise his guts. Standing before a Sovereign...even Verth Shapers would be uncomfortable. But this man. Not only is he not affected...he even dares to speak against one.

Almost like...he has experience speaking to Verth Sovereigns.

Which was practically impossible.

"I’ll tell you that later, first tell me why you have brought me here? And please don’t say for sacrifice or something."

Emperal cringed inwardly when he said that.

"Pff~!! Hahaha! Keeping you around is the best choice indeed. You have made me laugh more than Zeratheil made me smile in four centuries!"

"Heh~! I am honoured to hear that, my Lady."

Emperal bowed, further making Dresh laugh. After laughing and joking for a few more minutes.

Dresh’s expression gradually turned serious.

"It is not that complicated, I just need a drop of your half Dragon, half Elven blood. There is an ancient inheritance in there that needs some authentic and powerful dual element. It may be anything."

"Then why me?"

He couldn’t help but ask, if there were so many other options...she could have opened up about this way earlier.

Dresh smiled when she heard that, "The primary requirement is blood. Mainly, Elven blood. It should be of high quality and diluted with another blood. May it be human, phoenix, Titans, or...Dragons."

Emperal instantly understood; now everything made sense. All the puzzles in his mind were solved one by one.

"I...see. Once again, what do I get in all of this?"

Emperal looked at Dresh and asked seriously, after all, his blood wasn’t ordinary. No, he wasn’t talking about his half-blood.

He was thinking about the multi-colored blood he received before getting the Myriad Dragon Art.

"Don’t worry, it won’t be affected. Heck, let alone this woman. Not even the strongest can detect it, let alone extract it."

Emperal relaxed when he heard those words. He still looked at Dresh.

Waiting for her reply.

"Aside from the inheritance, you can have everything in the dungeon." After a second, Dresh nodded at her own words.

"Everything?"

"Yes...everything."

"Does that include you, too?"

"Of course it doe —whaa!! You brat, what are you making me say!?"

Midway through the sentence, Dresh suddenly realized what she was saying. She couldn’t help but glare at the imp.

Emperal chuckled lightly, "So? Aren’t you gonna revert back to your original looks?"

He asked.

"Why? You don’t like me in this form?"

Dresh suddenly frowned. The more she thought about it, the higher her irritation spiked.

"Like? I love this form of yours more; this one is raw and unfiltered. Unlike the mask you wore previously."

Emperal’s smile widened at the moment Dresh heard those words. Her heart skipped a beat.