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Of course she can!
She was a princess, the woman who revived the Church of the Nemesis. The declining Church of the Nemesis had a chance to start anew because of Johnson's rise, and because of her relationship with him. It was because of her that Johnson supported the Church of the Nemesis! Therefore, Dantalian wouldn't have any reservations about violating the doctrine; at worst, she could simply rebuild the church herself.
This sharp counterattack left Mary bewildered. Her mind, filled with conservative doctrines, refused to comprehend the fact. She instinctively looked into the crowd, and Johnson and Dantalian naturally noticed this reaction, following their gaze to the woman in the crowd.
Yelena cursed under her breath, stepped out of the crowd, revealing her carefully crafted beautiful face, and shouted in a hypocritical, sweet voice: "Dantrian! As a priestess, you not only violated the doctrine by currying favor with the nobility, but you also clung to power and manipulated the church, almost turning it into a tool of the nobility. Now you even dare to threaten the righteous and outspoken Bishop Melie. You are a disgrace to our church. Today I will excommunicate you!"
The stunning Yelena attracted a large crowd upon her arrival. As Count Millais and Prince Gloria's people publicized her identity, her righteous speech instantly won the approval of the onlookers. These people did not truly support Yelena; they just wanted to watch the fun. However, before they could even begin to stir up trouble, they were silenced by the dozens of holy spears that rose up. Pretending to be wooden figures, they secretly moved away from the hall that was about to become a battlefield.
This vengeful saintess looks so pure and gentle, why does she resort to violence at the slightest provocation?
Yelena didn't move. Instead, she thought it was a good thing. In this situation, the person who made the first move would be seen as having a guilty conscience and being vulnerable. Besides, she couldn't possibly lose! Even if Dantalian was also a level four bloodline, having awakened three times at her age was already the limit. She couldn't possibly be a match for the Patriarch, who had developed her bloodline to 100% and completed four awakenings more than 20 years ago!
We need to be careful of Zhuang Sen; according to intelligence, he seems to have awakened four times already.
Yelena stared at Zhuang Sen, but Zhuang Sen didn't move. Dantalian, whom she had ignored, spoke up: "Patriarch Yelena, you say I'm currying favor with the nobility, I admit that, since my husband is indeed a nobleman. But in other respects, I can't compare to you. You colluded with the Church of War to suppress our branch, conspired with Prince Gloria to usurp the throne, and now you've first agreed to hold a wedding for me, whom you call a violator of the doctrine, and then reneged and attacked me. You can still say such high-sounding words without blushing at all. I can't do that."
Yelena reacted instantly, looking at Dantalian: "Nonsense! You can even say such slanderous things, you are a disgrace to the Church of Nemesis!"
Zhuang Sen coughed and interjected, "Don't be in such a hurry. I have evidence. You'll be the one worrying later."
As she spoke, Bishop Rosa produced the correspondence between Yelena and the Church of War from a few months ago. Lady Lia then brought out Sister Mary, who had been brought along this time, along with her signed statement. Finally, there was Bishop Melly, who stood there dumbfounded; her presence confirmed the last accusation.
Yelena's eyes darkened, and she barely managed to maintain a calm expression, attempting to continue her sophistry. However, Dantalian was one step ahead of her, pointing a finger and sending dozens of holy spears hovering around her flying towards Yelena. In a moment of haste, Yelena could only organize a defense. Her long, black and white hair grew wildly like weeds, attacking the incoming holy spears, engulfing, breaking, and deflecting them.
Just as she managed to block the attack and was about to use it as an excuse to retaliate, Dantalian calmly began, "Speaking of which, according to the doctrine, any member of the Church of Vengeance can challenge the Patriarch, right? Don't disappoint me too much, Yelena..." Dantalian paused, then deliberately added, enunciating each word clearly, "Heal! Heal!"
Yelena's face suddenly darkened, and her long, trailing hair extended like an enraged venomous snake, striking towards Dantalian. However, Dantalian merely raised her hand and a crescent-shaped golden blade of light shot out, breaking through Yelena's attack. The blade continued its relentless assault on Yelena until Yelena unleashed another burst of black mist, finally dispelling the attack.
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Chapter 275: Bloodline Curse
The sudden outbreak of war caused some chaos within the sacred hall. Fortunately, most of those who had entered were nobles of noble bloodlines and retained a basic level of composure, simply maintaining a distance. Some, confident in their strength, remained where they were, watching the spectacle. For example, Marquis Goldflower and Marquis Norsa. Yelena possessed a level four bloodline, and Dantalian appeared to also have a level four bloodline. Both of them, being level four themselves, felt they were no weaker than the others.
There were roughly a dozen people who shared this view, and some even had time to quietly comment on the battle: "It seems that the Patriarch is quite experienced. Although both sides used two abilities, it is obvious that the princess used more of her bloodline power."
These people's judgment was correct, but they compared it to the wrong object. Monster girls are not ordinary bloodline users; their bloodline power is much stronger, and the number of abilities is not on the same level. But Yelena agreed with her, and even straightened her false waist created by her abilities, and commanded from her superior position: "Dantrian, surrender now, and for Prince Zhuangsen's sake, I can spare your life."
The main reason was that Dantalian had actually demonstrated the power of a fourth awakening, which made Yelena no longer confident of victory. In addition, as long as Dantalian surrendered here, she would no longer be able to threaten her position as patriarch. The Church of the Furies would not recognize a coward who surrendered and violated the doctrine as patriarch. This had already achieved her minimum and most urgent goal.
However, this was merely wishful thinking on her part.
Dantalian didn't bother with further words to Yelena and responded directly with action. A pure white, serpentine flame appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Yelena. The new ability drew gasps from the onlookers, and Yelena herself was on high alert. Battles between bloodline users of the same level primarily depend on ability. Each bloodline user tries to preserve information about their abilities, preferring to finish a fight with a single move rather than a second. Therefore, when an opponent uses a new ability, one must be vigilant, as it's likely a move they believe will end the battle, or at least give them an advantage!
"Did you discover the combination of [Cursed Hair] and [Murderous Mist] and plan to use fire attributes to completely eliminate my hair... How naive."
As Yelena thought this, her hair, half black and half white, began to grow again. It bypassed the serpentine flames that shot from the center and attacked Dantalian from the left and right. The atmosphere became heavy as if she wanted to take Dantalian down with her. Of course, Yelena did not really want to take Dantalian down with her, but she did not intend to defend herself either.
Her bloodline is that of a [Cursed Doll], whose greatest skill is cursing enemies. And when it comes to curses, [Damage Transfer] is a classic technique, an ability Yelena naturally possesses. As long as a strand of her hair, which is part of her body, comes within thirty centimeters of Dantalian, she can transfer all the damage she receives away!
Come on, you arrogant brat, let me use your most prized ability to destroy your flamboyant face and lewd body!
Yelena released black mist to conceal her true intentions. Her face, hidden beneath the mist, twisted wildly, mocking Dantalian's foolishness, but she ignored the obvious contempt in Dantalian's eyes.
When the Cursed Hair was blocked by Dantalian's Holy Shield by fifteen centimeters from her body, the Purifying Holy Flame created serpentine flames that also rushed into the Murder Mist surrounding Yelena. The black mist, which had the effect of obscuring perception and strong corrosiveness, was instantly cleared away by the Holy Flame with the effect of purification. As Yelena wished, the flame serpent wrapped around her body, dispelling the false beauty and exposing her decaying body full of age spots.
Yelena, her true colors exposed, was filled with rage. Her blood boiled, and she no longer cared about Zhuang Sen's presence, preparing to kill Dantalian directly! So when she activated [Damage Transfer], she also activated [Damage Amplification] and [Curse Enhancement], intending to kill Dantalian in one fell swoop.
However, it was of no use.
Holy Ramia has an ability called [Curse Immunity].
Otherwise, why would Dantalian not be wary of Yelena's curse even knowing her bloodline was that of a [Cursed Doll]? Although [Cursed Dolls] do possess an ability called [Curse Penetration], capable of breaking through curse resistance, unfortunately, Yelena hadn't awakened this ability. Therefore, her curse failed completely, unable to transfer the damage. [Purifying Holy Flame] blazed fiercely on her decaying and ugly body, and her piercing screams shook the hall, making the nobles who had just been praising her feel a pang of shame.
"It's over already? Faster than I expected. If I'd known, perhaps we should have taken some time to visit the capital." Zhuang Sen said with a smile, his words sending a chill down the spines of the stunned Earl Milai and the others. Even the Marquis of the Golden Flower and Marquis Nosa, both Level 4 bloodline users, were surprised and puzzled. It wasn't just Yelena's strange decision, but also the powerful lethality of Dantalian's abilities. Level 4 bloodline users possess extremely strong physical attributes and are generally not easily killed in a single blow, unless…
While everyone was lost in thought, Yelena, the "dead woman" they had subconsciously ignored, suddenly let out a venomous laugh. The sound was chilling and eerie; anyone who heard it felt as if someone had stuffed a handful of ice mixed with pebbles into their collar, sending shivers down their spine and turning them pale. At that moment, everyone's attention was once again focused on Yelena.
In the still-burning flames, Yelena, who was originally quite tall, had shrunk to the size of a child. The flames burned away her clothes, revealing her body with rounded joints. Her aged but still somewhat charming face was stiff and fixed, and her flowing long hair had turned into rough threads, slowly burning in the fire.
This is the true form of the cursed doll's bloodline.
But even with all that, it's impossible to defeat Dantalian again, right? She hasn't even revealed her true bloodline form yet!
While the onlookers were still processing the situation with conventional thinking, Yelena unleashed her final blow. Her puppet-like body shattered, revealing a deep, dark void within. Her head fell from her neck, and as the sphere rolled, her pitch-black eyes stared intently at Zhuang Sen and Dantalian, uttering a chilling, venomous curse: "Die!!!"
boom.
Yelena's body exploded, and her brief and direct curse descended upon Zhuang Sen as her soul appeared in the air. Even though Zhuang Sen and Dantalian, as high-ranking holy beings, possessed the ability of [curse immunity], a sense of weakness still arose out of nowhere, and their originally normal and healthy faces began to turn pale.
Yelena, hovering in the air and gradually dissipating, watched this scene unfold and burst into laughter. Facing imminent death, she was no longer concerned with the loss of her power, and loudly mocked, "Ah, what a delightful scene! A prince and his wife, two promising and exceptionally talented young people, will die here alongside this old man, their souls vanishing! Don't struggle! The [Bloodline Curse] I activated at the cost of my life and soul cannot be lifted! Unless your bloodline level surpasses mine—"
Yelena's taunts came to an abrupt end.
Since Zhuang Sen and Dantalian had returned to normal, Zhuang Sen even spread his hands towards Yelena's soul, which had mostly disappeared: "Oh, okay, I admit you exposed us. Dantalian and I are level five bloodlines."
"No, you two deserve to die—"
Yelena roared and vanished into thin air. Lydia frowned slightly as she looked at her empty palm. She had wanted to capture the soul of this wretched woman who dared to hurt Zhuang Sen and teach her a lesson, but she simply disappeared completely, leaving not even a trace of her soul behind.
Lydia's reaction was only noticed by the Johnson family; the rest of the people were completely stunned, including Bishop Melly, who stared blankly at Dantalian, letting out a choked sob: "You...you...you are...Level 5..."
Chapter 276: The Wedding Ends
There are only two types of fifth-level bloodlines in the entire Fallen Star Kingdom, and only one family possesses them. These are the [Earth Titan] inherited by King Baroo King Anser, and the [Red Dragon] brought by the princess from the High Mountain Kingdom whom he married. All others, whether marquises or grand dukes, only possess fourth-level bloodlines. It can be said that a fifth-level bloodline represents the highest authority, the ultimate form of everything!
First and second-level bloodlines are merely lower-ranking nobles; third-level bloodlines are a watershed, but still only the middle class; fourth-level bloodlines, while already high-ranking, are destined to be unable to gain widespread support, and many will still dare to oppose, plot, attack, and challenge them. But fifth-level bloodlines… while not absolutely without any opponents, their numbers will be significantly reduced, especially compared to their supporters, making them pitifully few.
—Of course, this is on the premise that this level 5 bloodline has already demonstrated its strength.
If it were a first, second, or even third awakening, a level five bloodline exposed at this point without any backing would only result in becoming a stud in the household of some level four bloodline holder. However, all of that is unnecessary now. At this moment, using the life of Yelena, the renowned Patriarch, as proof, Johnson and Dantalian have already demonstrated their strength, so…
Count Millais was immediately knocked to the ground by Marquis of Plantagenet and Marquis Norsa, their longswords and short blades pressed against his neck and back. The two marquises, with righteous indignation, asked their respected prince, "Your Highness, the traitor has been captured. What should be done with him?" Count Deep Forest and Count White Mountain Border, who had not been able to defeat them, quickly chimed in, each stepping on Count Millais's hands, "Your Highness, please give your orders."
The other nobles who hadn't had a chance could only glare resentfully at Count Millais on the ground, complaining that he wasn't bigger so they could have a chance to make a move. If not, why don't you activate your bloodline true form and fight back? Aren't you afraid of death? Whether you're afraid or not doesn't really matter, but that would give everyone an excuse to curry favor with Prince Zhuang Sen!
In this instantly fawning crowd of nobles, the most unusual figures were Prince Gloria and Serafina. However, their reactions were drastically different. Prince Gloria clenched his teeth, his pupils dilated, staring intently at Zhuang Sen, his hands tucked into his sleeves, most likely clenched into fists. Serafina, on the other hand, simply strode over to Celine's side, giving her a death stare from the older sister. Celine, in turn, flashed a sweet, innocent smile, blinking her big eyes and whispering, "You didn't ask~"
Is this something I can ask or not ask? A non-royal, fifth-level bloodline noble—this is a matter of utmost importance, involving the overthrow of the kingdom! Even Grand Duke Starr's rebellion wasn't this dangerous! It wasn't this important!
Celine, taking advantage of the situation, hugged Serafina's right hand and said coquettishly, "Oh dear~ Johnson isn't interested in our territory anymore. He promised to help you become queen, and with me here, you can rest assured~"
What else could Serafina say? She could only glare at Celine, then look at the calm Johnson and Dantalian, her fiery red eyes flashing with a strange light.
In the center of the crowd's attention, Zhuang Sen took Dantalian's hand again: "Ladies and gentlemen, the wedding ceremony is still in progress, please be quiet... Bishop Rosa, would you please help officiate?"
Bishop Rosa, of course, couldn't possibly miss Dantalian's wedding. Upon hearing Zhuang Sen's invitation, the old bishop immediately straightened her back, a broad smile on her face, and stepped out from the crowd to the statue. At this moment, Bishop Melly seemed to finally awaken from a dream, and suddenly knelt before Dantalian, crawling on her knees to try and embrace her leg: "Sister Dantalian... Your Holiness, please forgive my foolishness..."
At this moment, Bishop Melie was filled with regret. She couldn't imagine what would have happened if, because of her, the Church of Nemesis had lost one, no, two, level-five bloodline users, or even incurred their hostility and opposition. She wished she could go back a few minutes and smash that rigid, foolish, and stubborn version of herself with a hammer!
Violating the doctrine? Those with Level 5 bloodlines are the doctrine itself!!
In this world, the forces with Level 5 bloodline members and those without are completely different, much like the difference between a country with nuclear weapons and one without. The difference in national strength may not be significant, but the deterrent power and confidence are entirely different!
Dantalian certainly wouldn't really give up on the Church of Nemesis, but she also wouldn't so easily forgive someone who had just targeted her. So she simply said, "It's my wedding now, Ms. Meryl. I don't want to discuss these things. Please leave."
Bishop Meryl lay on the ground in despair, wanting to continue pleading, but Dantalian no longer looked at her. Bishop Rosa had already moved to the position where Bishop Meryl had been and skillfully presided over the proceedings: "Dantralian, are you willing to marry Johnson Leon, to give everything for him, to face all the challenges of fate together, and to avenge him even if he dies at the hands of the gods?"
Dantalian held Zhuang Sen's hand tightly, her voice gentle yet firm: "I do."
"Johnson Leon, do you take Dantalian to be your husband...?"
Zhuang Sen gripped Dantalian's hand tightly, gazed at his first choice, and said firmly, "I do."
"So, in the name of the goddess of vengeance, I humbly announce that you have become husband and wife, and may the goddess bless you."
As the ceremony ended, thunderous applause erupted, nearly lifting the entire hall off its feet. No one cared about Count Millais, who had been dragged away, nor about Yelena, who had been burned to ashes. As for Bishop Meli and other members of the local Church of the Revenge, they were treated as if they didn't exist. Even Prince Gloria had to clap and congratulate him to avoid being remembered by a Level 5 bloodline user for such a trivial matter.
Amidst this unprecedentedly enthusiastic celebration, all previous problems were ignored, disregarded, and even turned into a good thing. This wedding would be no less than the wedding of Johnson and Celine, and perhaps even surpass it. After all, not every wedding can be marked by the life of a fourth-level bloodline user and a patriarch.
Dantalian was also very satisfied. She still completed her dream wedding with Johnson, and it was officiated by Bishop Rosa, who was like a mother to her. She also successfully dealt with Yelena, who had been targeting them and Johnson, clearing away the biggest obstacle to becoming the Patriarch. She could continue to help Johnson and assist him more.
However, this wedding was still one step away from being perfect, and that was...
Lamia lowered her head, her moist eyes fixed on the Holy Lance Angel.
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Chapter 277: Wedding Night MK2
Even after the ceremony, the nobles' excitement hadn't cooled; they were still discussing the two new Level 5 bloodline individuals. Many had already begun persuading their daughters and wives, since, as it seemed, Zhuang Sen's favorite thing was women. It wasn't that no one questioned the credibility of the matter, but Yelena, as a Level 4 bloodline individual and the Patriarch of the Church of the Furies, had given her answer with her life, which convinced most people. Besides, even if she was at her worst, she was still at least a Level 4 bloodline prince—not a bad deal!
However, no matter how much excitement there was outside, Zhuang Sen had no time to care now. Upon returning to the manor residence specially prepared for him by Earl Milai, Zhuang Sen was immediately entangled by the Holy Ramia, who had reverted to her original form, and forced onto the large bed where he had rested the previous night. Her pure white snake tail wriggled, gradually engulfing the tall, handsome young man. The beautiful snake woman murmured softly, and several pieces of clothing flew out from her tail, leaving only the erect Zhuang Sen, radiating boundless heat and deliciousness.
Dantalian bent down, her soft, boneless body folding easily. Her smooth belly pressed against Zhuang Sen's exposed head, the delicate touch of her skin further arousing Zhuang Sen's desire. He extended his tongue to tease the adorable indentation in the smooth plain. The moist touch made Dantalian's body tremble slightly, her heavy, full breasts swaying like bells, slapping against the increasingly swollen Zhuang Sen, finally completely enveloping and swallowing him. Only the ferocious dragon head stubbornly emerged from the soft snow peaks, challenging the snake beauty's kiss, and plunging into her moist mouth.
Zhuang Sen felt the snake's kiss was as wet and greedy as a swamp, as if an invisible hand was constantly pulling him downwards, and even venomous snakes lurking within were constantly swimming and coiling around him, frequently attacking Zhuang Sen's weaknesses, from the dragon's head to the neck, from the ligatures to the base, and even his two innate human pouches, leaving no crevice untouched, devouring every crevice clean, and leaving behind drool as proof of conquest. Under this intense onslaught, Zhuang Sen quickly succumbed to Dantalian's gentle embrace, instinctively thrusting forward, filling the snake's kiss, stretching his originally charming and holy face into a long, swollen, wanton one.
"Uh~ah~"
The snake woman's powerful esophageal peristalsis completely engulfed Da Da Zhuang Sen in the tightest part of her body. The intensely tight pleasure made Da Da Zhuang Sen, who was already exhausted from stimulation, tremble immediately and exhale his first hot breath of the night, filling the mature and beautiful wife's pink mouth.
Dantalian tilted her head back and swallowed the thick essence, then said, "Darling, it seems you're very excited today too. Shall I put my wedding dress back on?"
“Let’s not make things difficult for those poor pieces of fabric.” Zhuang Sen broke free from the passionate embrace, embracing Dantalian’s even taller and more voluptuous body in her monster girl form. He buried his head in her soft, smooth, and enormous breasts. The tender, sweat-drenched flesh exuded a strong aphrodisiac scent, causing Zhuang Sen, who had just ejaculated, to swell again. Dantalian, being licked and fondled by Zhuang Sen, twisted her truly slender, serpentine waist, her snake tail wriggling as she lifted her millstone-like, plump buttocks to meet Zhuang Sen’s bulging member and swallow his massive member. At the moment of perfect union, both of them let out a sound of satisfaction, followed by a series of sounds of collision that quickly filled the room, which lacked the extra soundproofing of Radiant Manor.
It didn't matter, though, because outside the door were only monster girls waiting for their chance to enter. They were openly peering through the window, watching the intense, battle-like scene inside—the surging waves of hips and breasts, the highs and lows of moaning—and suddenly they felt a little worried. Logically, in a one-on-one situation, Zhuang Sen should be able to easily take down any of them, but Dantalian's actions didn't seem to suggest that.
Nia, who was perched on the windowsill with her little feet dangling in the air, nudged Hana, who was lying next to her, with her elbow: "Hana, didn't I tell you not to give Dantalian the potion today?"
Hannah looked inside with envy and answered nervously, "I, I didn't give it to them! I even changed all the potions into pink water."
Based on her own experience, Celine speculated, "Could it be that Dantalian is more excited today and in better condition? Let's wait and see."
Besh rarely speaks at length: "She's just putting on a brave face. Once this round is over, she'll give up."
The monster girls waited expectantly, their burning gazes like searchlights, shining unabashedly on Zhuang Sen and Dantalian, and the topic quickly veered towards their comments on Zhuang Sen and Dantalian.
"Zhuang Sen is probably the most excited today; his thing seems to have gotten a little bigger~"
"Wow, Dantalian's twisting motion is amazing, snakes really are great."
"Only Lia and Lilith can compare to this butt."
Amidst the cacophony of muttering, Dantalian finally reached her breaking point. During the impact, she unleashed a [Holy Light Barrier], blocking the prying eyes and comments of her sisters outside. Under the golden light, her fair skin was bathed in divine radiance. She forcefully sat down with her plump buttocks, and her hard, scalding member pierced through her flower-like mouth, ejaculating violently within her flower chamber.
The powerful battle ended, and Dantalian collapsed contentedly onto Zhuang Sen, her large breasts softly pressing against his chest. She lazily licked his cheek, her entire body radiating a joyful and relaxed glow, like a satiated serpent coiled on her favorite soft bed, nestled close to her lover: "Darling, you're amazing—hmm? Wait—"
Zhuang Sen flipped over and pinned his alluring wife down, resuming his conquest. He couldn't resist such a beautiful snake woman, and besides, if he didn't quickly satisfy Dantalian, the adorable girls outside would be pouting and begging again tomorrow. From either perspective, Zhuang Sen was filled with the motivation to master Dantalian.
Under Zhuang Sen's violent onslaught, Dantalian was utterly powerless to resist. Both psychologically and physically, she had completely become Zhuang Sen's shape. Faced with Zhuang Sen's demands, she could not refuse and could only completely conform to and endure round after round of his deep love.
Finally, Dantalian collapsed limply onto the bed, the relentless waves of pleasure giving her fair skin a rosy glow of desire. Zhuang Sen's relentless, pounding thrusts, like a pile driver, had left her weak and unable to resist his onslaught. Feeling the massive member rising again behind her, Dantalian could only pout and release the [Holy Light Barrier] she had previously erected.
The monster girls immediately surged in, some of the more composed ones even setting up defensive measures, while others like Angela and Lyme pounced directly on Zhuang Sen, attacking his sensitive spots and greatly weakening his offensive power. This gave Dantalian a chance to catch her breath, allowing her to turn around and suppress Zhuang Sen again, determined to take the hit for herself once more.
Another night of intense fighting.
Chapter 278: Military Arrangements
A new day, a brand new environment.
Countless meeting requests arrived early in the morning, and Serafina barged in without even being announced, overhearing some things she shouldn't have. When Zhuang Sen opened the door, he saw her face flushed, her usually indifferent eyes glaring as she asked directly, "Are you and Dantalian really of level five bloodlines?"
She didn't realize the slight hint of complaint in her tone, but Zhuang Sen did, and laughed, "That's right, Sister Serafina, but don't worry, I have no interest in your throne. I promised Celine."
Serafina pursed her red lips into a thin line, and a sentence that had been brewing in her heart for a long time came out but was changed to: "You... are you sure it's okay to expose yourself like this?"
Although a fourth awakening already grants considerable strength, if other nations' fifth-awakened bloodline holders were to attempt to eliminate Zhuang Sen, Baroo might not be able to protect him in time, which is precisely what Serafina is worried about. Don't expect secrecy; aside from the many foreigners present, even among the locals of the Fallen Star Kingdom, there are figures like Prince Gloa who absolutely want Zhuang Sen dead. And once the news gets out, not only other kingdoms, but the "Lord of the Seven Seas Trade" of the White City Federation will definitely find a way to kill Zhuang Sen.
"Don't worry, I've already completed five awakenings, just during the week of delay before departure." Zhuang Sen spoke frankly. His current personal strength was enough to allow him to act recklessly. If we only consider destruction, he was already at the world's top level. The only ones on par with him were the kings of the major kingdoms and the patriarchs of large churches, probably no more than twenty in total. Of course, this was just the visible ones. As for the ancient monsters hidden in the shadows, Zhuang Sen didn't know their exact number, making it difficult to assess. Moreover, with Beshi as a living example, who knew if there might be other ancient monster girls... or even ancient gods?
Adding to the various kingdoms' extraordinary abilities—taking White City as an example—if they could truly sacrifice a bunch of beings with the strength of Beshi, then Zhuang Sen would still be at a disadvantage in terms of warfare. Therefore, the priority now is to collect relics. Given Baroo's situation, it's impossible for him to touch [Transcendent Transformation], so Zhuang Sen's only target is White City's [Pure Purification]. So, all things considered, the ultimate goal is to gather people to take down White City.
Serafina nodded and fell silent.
Feeling Celine poking his lower back from behind, Zhuang Sen spoke again, "Sister Serafina, do you want to become stronger?"
Seraphia looked up and glanced behind Zhuang Sen, meeting the gaze of Celine, who was cowering in fear. Celine gave a timid smile, her eyes full of urging. Seraphia calmly looked back at Zhuang Sen and readily admitted, "Yes, I think the speed at which your and Lady Dantalian's bloodlines are developing is probably not accidental or a stroke of luck, is it?"
“Yes, but that method is probably not something everyone can use, much less accept.” Zhuang Sen pulled Celine in front of him. “Sister Serafina, although you have the qualifications, are you prepared to go through the same ordeal as Celine?”
Like Celine...
Serafina paused, her gaze sweeping over her radiant, alluring sister with a mischievous grin. Her sharp mind, combined with her sister's sly smile, revealed something. Her gaze then shifted to the group filing out of the room, her red dragon instincts assessing their strength. Her suspicions grew stronger, and her cold face flushed even more.
Zhuang Sen spoke up at the right moment, lest his god-sister really burn herself out: "However, Sister Serafina, your situation is rather special, so you should think it over more... Well, I have to go see Marquis Norsa and Marquis Plantagenet, see you later."
Zhuang Sen grabbed Mira and Angela and slipped away towards the manor's reception room. Lady Lia, Lilith, and Dantalian exchanged glances. Finally, Lilith stayed behind, smiling as she approached Seraphine. However, whether it was due to the fallen angel's overly alluring body or the seemingly indifferent Red Dragon Girl finally realizing what was happening, Seraphine jumped up in surprise and also made a hasty retreat.
Lilith shook her head and tapped Celine's head: "Your sister is really lucky to have a sister like you."
“That’s right~” Celine put her hands on her hips triumphantly, completely losing her former arrogant demeanor.