After leaving the world of all NPCs

Eden sat aside, his posture always impeccably elegant.

Aponya leaned slightly to the side.

With her long silver-white hair like silk woven from moonlight, Scylla appeared silently at the table.

She was wearing a classic black and white maid outfit, the white collar of which perfectly showed off her snow-white and plump northern hemisphere curves. Her hands, wearing long white lace gloves, were steadily holding a silver tray, on which were placed an exquisite teapot, bone china cups and saucers, and several plates of cute snacks.

"Refreshments, ladies."

The misty hot air wafts away with the fragrance of bergamot. The scene itself is as peaceful and beautiful as a classical oil painting.

If you ignore the images that are playing synchronously on the light screens floating around in front.

Eden picked up the bone china cup and elegantly sipped the black tea, his wine-red eyes narrowing slightly. "Putting aside the implicit meaning, this picture, with its dynamic lines, contrasting colors, and play of light and shadow, can be described as possessing a certain primitive beauty. The handsomeness of the boy and the attachment of the girl are truly moving."

Alicia chuckled. "Aesthetics? Of course there is~? But our Mr. Ye has an astonishing amount of energy! 24 hours a day, every minute, he's thinking about sharing happiness. It's almost more persistent than a perpetual motion machine~? This 'passion' is truly... astonishing!"

Aponya's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but recall the "confession" not long ago.

What was happening to Guinevere at this moment actually made her feel a subtle sense of... empathy?

It seemed like the other party shared more firepower with her?

A subtle expression appeared on the holy face.

There was a strange atmosphere between the three women.

Ever since they decided to investigate Ye Zuochen's character, after this period of observation, those scenes that once made them look sideways or frown, under the influence of day after day, seemed to become...ordinary?

They had even evolved to the point where they could remain calm when seeing Ye Zuochen leisurely holding three exquisite collar chains, and leisurely walking three beautiful and docile pet dogs with the three sisters Kiana, Yulandel and Xilin.

Alicia could even greet them with a smile, saying cheerful remarks like, "Good afternoon! Sister Kiana, Sister Yulandel, and little sister Xilin~? Today's sunshine is perfect for a walk."

Eden put down his teacup.

"Humans' adaptability is truly terrifyingly powerful."

Aponya nodded in agreement.

Alicia kept smiling. She didn't feel much disgust towards Ye Zuochen's behavior.

I want to build my own paradise, and he also wants to build his own paradise...

Aren't they the same people then?

In a sense, Alicia is indeed a saint.

Above the screen, clouds and mists linger, peaks and ridges are stacked, and snow covers the rugged black ridges.

Ye Zuochen and Guinevere arrived at their destination.

……

The biting mountain wind whistled and swirled with ice crystals in the valley surrounded by the three fierce peaks of Triglav.

The ancient stone base of the altar was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.

Guinevere stood in the center of the altar, her golden curly hair dancing wildly in the wind, her small hands forming complex and mysterious hand seals in front of her chest, her toes lightly tapping the cold stone surface.

Om-!

Invisible waves suddenly spread out with her as the center.

A dull roar came from deep in the earth, as if a sleeping beast was awakened.

On top of the three surrounding steep peaks, the snow exploded with a loud bang.

boom! boom! boom!

Three breathtakingly huge swords broke through the rocks and ice and snow, like ferocious fangs growing out of the mountain, with the sword tips piercing the sky.

From the hilt of the sword, dark iron chains as thick as a dragon's spine extended out with a rattling sound, like three dying giant pythons, winding down the steep mountain wall and piercing deep into the frozen soil below the altar.

The chains suddenly tightened and the valley shook!

Guinevere chanted, "Slumbering within the heart of stone, the veins of iron, the spine of bone! In my name, Guinevere, I command you—bind the chains and rip the earth apart, and reveal the evil spirit! Those who forged your shackles now command them to break! Spirits of desolation, arise!"

Click!

The ground at the center of the altar groaned as if it could not bear the weight, and spider-web-like cracks instantly covered the frozen stone surface.

boom!

Huge rocks collapsed and frozen soil surged!

A blurry outline so large that it blocked out the sunlight suddenly broke out of the ground.

Snow, gravel, and frozen soil cascaded down its massive body like a waterfall.

It was a terrifying giant beast that was fifteen meters tall.

It has three ferocious goat heads, and each of the eyes is covered with a thick white film, obviously having been blind for thousands of years.

The thick black iron chain was like a collar of shame, tightly tied around the thick necks of the three sheep heads, leaving marks so deep that the bones were visible.

As soon as they appeared, the three huge mouths roared at the same time, filled with endless hatred and pain, causing the snow on the mountain wall to slide down.

"Roar!!"

Before the roar ended, the enraged wild elf violently swung its neck.

The three giant iron chains wrapped around it were like three black pythons given life. With a scream that tore through the air, they lashed fiercely on the hilts of the giant swords inserted into the three peaks.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three giant swords as big as mountain spikes were pulled out of the mountain by this violent force.

The sword body was wrapped in rocks and snow, turning into three terrifying streams of light that tore through the sky and earth, and slashed down towards Ye Zuochen and Guinevere in the center of the altar!

Wherever the sword passed, the air was squeezed out into white shock waves visible to the naked eye.

Faced with this fatal blow that was powerful enough to split mountains in half, Ye Zuochen simply raised his right hand calmly.

"——Anyone who faces me will give up all hope——"

The entire right arm swelled and deformed instantly.

The skin turned into platinum scales shining with a holy luster, the muscles swelled and knotted, and the bones stretched and reorganized.

A dragon head, huge enough to rival a mountain, replaced his palm.

The dragon head was majestic and sacred, with cross-star-shaped pupils burning with cold golden flames. On top of its head was a pair of majestic dragon horns like giant swords that could open the sky, and on both sides of the dragon head were a pair of huge angel-wing-like dragon ears that stretched out.

"Roar--!"

The white dragon let out a roar that shook the universe. It was not out of anger, but a declaration of contempt for everything.

The huge head just swung violently as if to shoo away a fly!

boom! boom! boom!

Three giant swords wrapped in the power of mountains were knocked away by the dragon head like fragile toys.

The sword twisted and deformed, wailing as it smashed into the distant mountain wall, triggering a series of earth-shaking avalanches!

The dragon head has disappeared, but the arms are no longer humanoid.

Ye Zuochen's right arm was covered with platinum scales, and angel wings extended from his elbow.

It is the power that defeated Lucifer, who refused to obey and usurped it—the Fallen Dragon Sin Crown.

This is arrogance at its worst!

"Roar!"

The three heads of the wild elf turned towards Ye Zuochen at the same time. Although it could not see, the pure aura of destruction made it feel an unprecedented threat.

Between the three pairs of huge curved horns, violent golden lightning gathered madly.

The thunder, like liquid gold, leaped and roared, emitting a soul-burning high temperature and a breath of destruction.

Zila——!

Three liquid gold lightning pillars that were powerful enough to penetrate the earth's core tore through the sky, like three roaring golden dragons, instantly crossing the space and hitting Ye Zuochen directly.

Ye Zuochen's expression remained unchanged, and his right arm, covered with platinum scales, clenched into a fist.

Behind his elbows, a pair of huge angel wings made of pure holy light suddenly unfolded.

hum!

At the same time, a white angel halo, which seemed to be about to shatter completely at any time, appeared above his head, shedding an incomplete but still sacred light.

"—Wherever my arm strikes, the stars shatter like glass. This is the iron hammer that punishes the heavens for those who betray God! This body will bring about the overthrow of the kingdom of heaven—"

Facing the earth-shattering golden lightning pillar, Ye Zuochen simply threw a plain punch at the three furious goats.

Roar--! ! !

The huge white dragon head roared and appeared again, like a white comet train crossing the universe, and crashed head-on into the three golden thunder dragons!

Boom——! ! !

The liquid gold-like lightning shattered into pieces like fragile glass the moment it touched the dragon's head. The destructive energy flow was forcibly dispersed and turned into golden fire splashing all over the sky.

The dragon head continued to move forward, and with its absolute power to crush everything in its path, it slammed into the center of the huge body of the wild elf!

boom!

The three-headed goat beast's body, which was tough enough to withstand the impact of mountains, was as fragile as paper in front of the dragon head, and its huge body was instantly smashed into pieces.

The dragon head's attack did not stop!

The terrifying force penetrated the wild elf as if penetrating a layer of gauze, and continued to blast towards the steepest, snow-covered peak behind it.

boom!

The white dragon head phantom slammed heavily into the mountain. The towering peak started from the mountainside, as if being hit by an invisible hammer, and a huge hole with a diameter of hundreds of meters was formed in an instant.

With the dragon head impact point as the center, the extremely solid rock layers deposited over billions of years in the mountain and the ancient bedrock buried deep underneath were "poked" out of the confinement of the mountain by the brutal and unreasonable physical force, like a firing pin firing a bullet!

boom!

A gray-brown torrent composed of billions of broken rocks, ice dust frozen for tens of millions of years, and huge uprooted rocks rushed up into the sky from the huge wound that pierced the mountain.

Below is tiny Mount Triglav and the horrified creatures.

Above was the increasingly thinning blue.

Then there's the deep indigo.

Finally, there is the endless darkness that swallows up all light.

This torrent composed of the flesh and blood of the mountains, carrying the embers of Ye Zuochen's punch, violently penetrated the last barrier of the planet's atmosphere, like a determined arrow, breaking free from the gravitational shackles of the earth!

This is the arrogance of the Fallen Dragon Sin Crown.

His ability is pure strength. His arm strength can shatter stars. After fully freeing the dragon head, he can shatter the sky and shatter one-third of the stars.

It requires committing the sin of "humiliating and oppressing others from a superior position".

The hole runs through the entire mountain, and from this side you can clearly see the blue sky and dazzling sunlight on the other side.

The sunlight shone through this terrifying giant hole, casting a huge spot of light on the ice surface of the valley.

The shadow of the dragon head slowly dissipated.

Ye Zuochen was covered with platinum scales, and his right arm, with wings slightly spread out behind his elbow, had returned to the appearance of a normal human arm. The broken angel halo above his head quietly disappeared.

Guinevere exhaled lightly, stretched out her fair and slender little hand, and lightly grasped the remains of the wild elf.

hum!

An extremely faint and strange "outline" gathered gently in Guinevere's palm, undulating slightly like a fruit that had just been picked.

The invisible outline distorted the light and exuded an unsettling aura.

Another twisted fate falls into his hands.

……

Prime location in the heart of Tokyo.

An overly luxurious villa.

Ye Zuochen turned over lightly and entered the study on the fourth floor. His movements were as smooth and natural as returning home.

The head of the Xianjuan family was slumped in a leather chair in the middle of the study, which was large enough for three people to lie down.