We traveled through time together, but I'm the only dragon? The others are all beautiful girls?

Akalion was not intimidated by Deckardapien's aura of a "king," nor did he waver in the slightest.

Just kidding. Given Deckardapien's current demeanor, Akalion would only find all her reactions amusing.

It's like a fluffy, cute little puppy barking.

A playful smile flashed in his gray dragon eyes.

The next moment, an invisible [spiritual energy] mixed with intangible [celestial power] erupted from his will, like an invisible giant hand, instantly crushing the kingly aura that Dekalapian had just gathered into dust.

He made her kneel down and prostrate herself on the ground.

"!"

Dekalapian's red eyes suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints in shock.

She could clearly feel that her will as a "demon god" was being completely and ruthlessly suppressed by a force that seemed to be the law of nature.

Isn't this her power?!

"It seems you haven't grasped your situation yet, Dekarapian." Akalion's voice was calm as he looked down at Dekarapian. "Whoever you were in the past, now, you are born of me. Your power, your existence, all originate from me. This is your newborn [contract]."

With these words that conveyed absolute dominance, and with Dekalapian's eyes filled with astonishment, resentment, and a look of disbelief at the thief, Akalion didn't even need to utter a word; Myojetta had already discerned his will.

The grotesque grey veil that Dekalapian wore instantly transformed into shimmering specks of light and vanished into the air. Immediately afterwards, a dignified and elegant robe, imbued with elven style, seemed to come alive and donned itself upon her.

It was a magnificent outfit with a deep, dark purple base, adorned with silver threads that shimmered like stars. At the most striking point on the chest was a black collar and chains that extended to Akalion's body.

In this way, she proclaims her new status to this former demon god.

From this moment forward, this demon is Akalion's dog.

He can tolerate a dog barking a few times, but he can't tell who is the master and who is the servant.

Then he'll have to treat the demon god to dragon fruit!

"Now, kneel down!"

Akalion's voice, devoid of any emotion, boomed like a king's cold decree within the silent tower master's room.

His grey-white dragon eyes calmly gazed at the petite figure before him.

An invisible storm suddenly arose around him.

That was not simply airflow, but a manifestation of the power of the Teyvat wind element that Descarabian once dominated.

At this moment, the power that should have submitted to Him transformed into countless invisible tentacles filled with malice, binding, oppressing, and forcing His indomitable will to kneel in the most humiliating way before the new [Dominator].

humiliation!

What a humiliation!

Dekalapian gritted his teeth, and a fury that could burn the heavens and earth ignited in his dark ruby ​​eyes, which should have contained only arrogance.

Even with a thousand unwilling feelings in her heart, she could only slowly kneel down before the tyrannical dragon in the face of that irresistible absolute power originating from within herself.

She could clearly feel the dragon's gaze upon her was extremely violent, as if she were already its possession.

No, when did the dragons of Teyvat become like this?

How could someone have such base and lewd desires for the human form?

When I finally have it—

"When I regain my strength one day, I will skin this dragon alive and make it into a throne?"

Akalion's cold voice rang out once again without warning, but this time there was no licking sensation in his eyes.

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: Chapter 87. Akalion's Growth Cycle and—Loyalty! [Revised, now behaving properly]

Akalion recited, word for word, the wicked vow that Dekalapian had kept hidden deep in his heart.

The dragon's eyes, which had previously held a hint of amusement and scrutiny towards its pet, now revealed an undisguised, savage killing intent.

"...Can you read my mind?"

Dekalapian was momentarily flustered.

This is definitely not a native Teyvat dragon! How could those dragon lizards bathed in the elements, or even the dragon kings who have reached the pinnacle of their power, possess such a bizarre ability that strikes straight to the soul?!

"So what!?"

She forcefully dispelled the panic in her heart; her pride as a demon god did not allow her to show the slightest weakness at this moment.

She must rise up and fight back!

This evil dragon that dared to humiliate Him must pay a bloody price!

"You evil dragon, come with me—"

Deckardella finally channeled the unruly wind elemental power of the Teyvat world that had been residing within her. In an instant, her figure transformed into a streak of dark green lightning, charging fiercely towards Akalion!

"go--"

The harsh words, full of resolute determination, had not yet been fully uttered.

A dragon claw, larger than her entire body and covered in gray scales, easily gripped her as if the sky were collapsing.

"Goo-"

The massive dragon claw exerted only a slight force.

Dekalapian then uncontrollably let out a mournful cry filled with pain.

That mournful cry, filled with submission and pain, struck Akalion's soul like an invisible thunderclap.

His primal, sadistic desires, belonging to the dragon, suddenly surged up in that instant.

Perhaps, this guy has just been resurrected and hasn't yet figured out just how lowly his position is.

But so what?

Through the tightly clenched dragon claws, Akalion could clearly feel that the elven girl's body, Dekalapian, was trembling slightly with fear and resentment.

With a slight exertion, Dekalapian was powerless to resist the force that could easily destroy steel and iron.

There was no scream. In just an instant, Dekalapian was half-dead. The fact that she didn't die immediately was a testament to the effectiveness of her demonic power.

Since it's useless anyway, I might as well 'use' it until I die.

[Warning, Master, her current physical strength is insufficient to withstand your power. Forcing it will result in her complete annihilation.]

“So what?” Akalion chuckled dismissively, a sound tinged with cruelty. He shook Deckardian’s body, his sadistic desires reaching their peak. “The ungrateful woman will never truly submit to me.”

[This is a major information error, Master. You never informed her that she was already your "familiar" and resurrected by you. Furthermore, I have just confirmed that souls from other dimensions like hers are incapable of receiving any messages I convey.]

[This includes those otherworldly humans whom you, Master, call Hilichurls. They are currently imprisoned in the time-stopped prison of the Ninth Sequence Tower, awaiting your summons at any moment.]

They are your subjects.

"no?!"

Akalion stared at the unconscious Dekalapian, his mind going blank for a moment. The more satisfied he had been with his sadism, the more his conscience ached now.

While frantically using his own psychic powers to heal Dekalapian's severely damaged body, he rebuked Mihuita in a voice filled with rage.

"You should have said something sooner!"

[Even the Mystic Tower could not have foreseen that their connection with you, Master, would be so profound. Your power is unconsciously protecting their souls, but you are not yet 'aware' of this.]

Therefore, this ability cannot be actively used.

"my power?"

Akalion placed the still unconscious Dekarapian, who had been healed, in a magnificent bedroom prepared especially for her. He had originally planned to accept Dekarapian's expected loyalty and gratitude, after all, he was the one who resurrected her. Next would be a happy time for everyone to develop their territory, and then they would happily enter the wonderful CG time.

But who knew that Myritha failed to inform Dekalapian as it had informed the elves, which led to this outcome—Akkarian admitted that his tyranny played a part in it, but he believed that he was responsible for 30 percent of the blame, and the remaining 300 percent was entirely Myritha's fault.

Under his will, the entire structure of the room began to rapidly deform. The biting cold wind from the outside was sent in through a large barrier from the open wall, trying to cool his brain, which was boiling with rage.

"Is it a 'divine spark'?"

[No. Your divine spark remains 'extinguished'.]

Gathering those souls should be a power you were born with. According to database comparisons, you should possess the ability to travel to the underworld and control the souls of the dead.

"But I'm not a dragon from the underworld."

Akalion rose and flew to the top of a sharply angled tower. The Nether Dragon is a powerful dragon species created by the D&D community. The challenge level for an adult is 19, while the challenge level for an adult Red Dragon is 15 in the 3rd edition rules and 17 in the 5th edition rules.

The Netherworld Dragon lives in the underground world or the Netherworld, and possesses the ability to manage souls and manipulate earth and fire elements.

If dragons like him exist now, then perhaps dragons from the underworld also exist.

In the real world, anything is possible.

[It must be that you are not old enough yet. Due to some unknown adventures, you have now reached the 'six to fifteen years old' stage of the dragon's growth cycle.]

[Following this, there are the adolescent dragon stage (16 to 25 years old), the youth dragon stage (51 to 100 years old), the adult dragon stage (101 to 200 years old), and the prime dragon stage (201 to 400 years old). Generally speaking, your various abilities will only begin to manifest in the adolescent dragon stage, and then you will be able to fully control all your powers until the prime dragon stage.]

"Wait a moment."

Akalion took a large gulp of the icy wind and snow, and looked at his own size, which was now larger than that of an ordinary adult red dragon, and couldn't help but feel a little incredulous.

"Am I still a baby dragon with this size?"

You are a 'Legendary Dragon'.

[Based on professional magical analysis, your lifespan will be significantly longer than that of any known legendary dragon.]

[Your dragon heritage should have already told you that your lifespan is infinite, not to mention the impact of the 'extinguished' divine spark on your existence.]

"How long will it take me to get out of the juvenile dragon stage?"

Akalion doesn't consider himself to be a pure young dragon at all.

From the perspective of a legendary dragon species, his current size barely meets the minimum standard for a juvenile dragon—that is, a body length of 24 meters and a maximum of 30 meters.

But his Dragon Spear is still standing, a mark that only a young dragon possesses.

It will take approximately two hundred, or even four hundred years or more, for you to reach the adolescent dragon stage. Subsequent growth stages will require even longer.

"Four hundred years—"

Akalion didn't really grasp the significance of that number. Including his life before transmigrating, he'd only lived for twenty-seven years. Four hundred years was still far too distant for him now.

[Please disregard the cycle of life, Master. Eldra's life awaits the day your dragon wings blot out the sky. After the gods depart, the only thing limiting Eldra's life will be the intensity of her soul spark.]

We can use magic to extend our lives to the maximum extent possible.

“I didn’t—well, a little.”

Akalion was somewhat depressed, and his once-proud Dragon Spear shrank back into his belly along with his gloomy mood.

After all, it must have been too much of a mental ordeal for him to acquire these innate abilities over such a long period of time.

Next, there's the matter of Dekalapian that needs to be dealt with...

Oh my god, what kind of situation is this!

Akalion unleashed a fiery breath filled with frustration at the eternally gloomy sky, the scorching air tearing a brief hole in the thick clouds.

"Let's deal with those Hilichurls first—now, shouldn't it be the Elves who are resurrected?"

Yes, Master. Based on the essence of their souls, the most fitting bodies have been reconstructed for them, and their appearance still reveals the outlines of their human form.

Where can you teleport them?

Currently, teleportation is possible within a 1,000-meter radius of the full-sequence tower.

"Then teleport them to the plaza in front of the Seventh Sequence Tower. First, teleport out the three 'Fifth Ring' level individuals, then teleport out another thousand. After that, notify the Royal Knights to maintain order there."

[Command confirmed - Teleportation target: Starry Garden. Teleportation initiated.]

Amidst the shimmering light, a large group of newly born elves, dressed in simple silver elven robes, quietly emerged on the magnificent plaza constructed of mithril and moonstone.

They looked around blankly, the chaotic and violent memories belonging to the Hilichurls were in fierce conflict with the orderly elven body they now possessed.

Instinctively, based on the sense of belonging to their homeland deep in their souls, they quickly banded together and roughly divided into three factions.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the six royal knights led by Linara Dawn.

The knights, wielding lances with tips made of pure light particles that exuded a strong aura of danger, stood in front of them as if ready to charge at any moment.

"Everyone, please stay where you are and do not gather together."

Linara's voice was as cold as the eternal winter of Eldra.