Chirp——!

A bird call echoed from the horizon. In those thunderclouds, large birds with dark blue bodies and feathers entwined with lightning formed a formation, weaving back and forth.

Li Ang squinted his eyes: “Those are Thunderbirds.”

Thunderbirds are supernatural creatures of the Transcendent Realm, but once they gather in groups, they can link their electrical organs to unleash pure magic lightning attacks.

This sky realm shrouded by thunderclouds is their most favored living environment.

The reason they can be here surely requires the approval of that Giant Dragon; they are its protectors.

At the cliffside where Bishop Wotam and the Defender Knights stood, two Winged Dragons stood separately on the left and right. Their crests pointing high toward the sky contained intense spiritual lightning, capable of releasing strong thunder at any moment.

These two Winged Dragons are like the sentinels before a throne.

The Giant Dragon, as if descending from myth, rested in the clouds. Judging by its length, it must be nearly two hundred meters.

Its whole body is covered in azure-blue scales, blending with the thunderclouds. It has no sharp claws, and behind its head and neck only a pair of immense wings like hanging clouds, with wings of decreasing sizes at the midsection and end of its elongated body.

Its form differs from Bahamut’s four-legged and double-winged figure, instead resembling the Flying Serpent or Feathered Serpent shape that Farina mentioned, so its size isn’t so enormous as to blot out the sky, visually inferior to Bahamut.

Its scales, like translucent glass, blended with the concentrated azure lightning among the cloud streams. Its long whiskers and floating feathers seemed like cloud mist itself, and its slender body lay across the thunderclouds, with a gigantic dragon head crowned with massive thunder-charged antlers, giving it an aura of majestic divinity.

When its dragon head faced the cliff’s edge, its body reached straight into the sky, like the extension of mountains to the heavens, extraordinarily magnificent.

Li Ang and Elaphia didn’t realize that the realm on Thunder Peak came from a Level Nine existence because they didn’t expect such a dragon here.

This entirely isolated sky is precisely the domain carved through dimensions by its Level Nine Power.

The domain was too vast, and possibly due to the adaptation to Thunder Peak’s environment, it invisibly enveloped them by blurring dimensional barriers with charged cloud mist, leading to their unawareness.

Within this domain, its power moved as it willed, and the thunder covering the landscape could be instantly controlled by its command.

“That thing, will it be strong? Will there be a fight?” Dorothy swallowed hard.

Since leaving Spark Island, they had witnessed many wonders, and though this dragon surprised her, it no longer made her shriek.

Zoe hesitated, feeling something.

ALulu stared blankly at the Giant Dragon, not saying a word.

“Don’t worry, we have our Holy Knight young lady here,” Li Ang smiled at the young girls.

“If a conflict arises, we will bear the utmost pressure; your priority is to protect yourselves.”

With Elaphia around, he had no worries, but the necessary instructions still needed to be given.

They had just reached the summit, far from the Giant Dragon, and Li Ang couldn’t display its panel yet.

Beside him, the blond young girl’s long hair moved without wind. Below her floating place, Pure Magic Metal continually accumulated on the ground, like a flowing river of mercury.

The Tier Eight Energy Source “Metal Reconfiguration Core,” which she never took out before, hovered by her side, constantly reshaping like a multifunctional magic cube. During the structural switching process, massive magic power could create the metal she needed with just a thought.

She had already prepared, ready to create weapons with the metal she had generated at a moment’s notice.

Li Ang took a step forward, and the young girl floated in sync.

Their magic power fluctuations were immediately sensed by the young Bishop from Wotam Sect. He turned to face them, his expression calm, neither panicking nor surprised.

The Celestial Dragon opened its massive mouth: “Intruders.”

Its voice sounded like a great bell, instantaneously overpowering the high-altitude wind, with its echo resonating across the sky.

The domain’s master should sense outsiders at the moment of entry, and before Li Ang took a step, he felt the Giant Dragon’s gaze already upon them.

Though it spoke thus, the hostility seemed not too intense.

“We mean no harm,” Li Ang loudly addressed the two people and one dragon ahead.

The Defender Knights remained silent, following the bishop’s intentions.

The young Bishop wore a magic robe, adorned with intricate religious ritual artifact designs, all imbued with powerful spirituality.

He smiled faintly: “I know.”

[Name: Gregory Rien [Bishop of Wotam Sect]]

[Race: Human]

[Profession: Storm Priest, Tier 7. Prophet, Tier 7]

[Summoned Beast: Holy Conversion Book [Corrupted Blood Poison Dragon, Armor-plated Crocodile, Two-headed Fire Dragon, Defender Knights], Tier 7]

[Energy Source: Goddess’s Spring Sculpture, Tier 7]

[Equipment: Bishop’s Light-Weaving Divine Robe, Tier 7. Light Forged Prayer Shawl, Tier 7. Wotam Religious Rites, Tier 6]

[Secret Technique: Comprehensive Secret Technique – Battle of the Converters, Professional Secret Technique – Divine Thunder Prayer, Twist Fate]

[Skills: Storm Priest [Holy Fire Spell Collection, Wind Element Affinity, Lightning Beam, Lightning Chain], Magic Robe [Light Curtain], Shawl [Divine Spell Storage], Accessories [Continuous Healing]]

[Combat Power Amplification: 57%]

The young Bishop had brown curly hair reaching his ears, with green eyes that looked very approachable.

“This morning’s divination told me that today we would have unexpected guests, guests needed by the world, and I presume that refers to all of you.

“I am Gregory Rien, the bishop of the North Thunder Mountain District northeast of here. May I know where you all hail from? Why do you visit this place? How may I address you?”

His words were a bit like a charlatan, well, he indeed was a charlatan.

The prophecy-like words often make people feel strange, as if someone is trying to deceive them.

Li Ang possesses a system, allowing him to clearly see information about this young bishop; he truly possesses the Double Excellence Realm professions and has also practiced as a Prophet.

The Prophet is a profession that requires great insight and has very low combat power, generally recognized as the second most useless profession after the witch.

“Alaphia Alma, captain of the Order Flame Corps.” The blondie Douding proudly announced her name.

“I am Li Ang, an ordinary Sky Knight.” Li Ang couldn’t be bothered to come up with an impressive name.

“And the leader of the ‘Star Flower Travel Corps’!” Zoe shouted from behind.

“My apologies, so it’s the captain of one of the Order Corps and a leader of a Sky Cavalry.”

Smiling back at them, Li Ang faced Gregory and said, “During the Oathkeeping Festival, we obtained permission from the Theocracy to land here, and leaving the guesthouse for a while is rather presumptuous of us.”

He gestured for the bishop to look at ALulu: “But we came here because of this child who is a native. Her teacher was previously the presiding priest of Thunder Mountain Church.”

Li Ang explained Xiaoniu’s purpose for leaving the island and her concern for her teacher.

“I see,” Gregory smiled, “The intention of the Holy Knight girl moves me, and your teacher would surely be pleased as well.”

In the sky, the Celestial Dragon’s breath stirred a sound of thunder.

“Do you know where my teacher went?” ALulu asked pitifully.

The young bishop restrained his smile, his expression gradually turning serious.

“The Goddess says, you cannot deceive those with kind intentions, so I can only say that I know. However—”

“Get out! Leave my domain!”

The bishop’s words were suddenly interrupted by the great dragon in the sky, the blue-green Feathered Serpent inexplicably forcing Li Ang and the others to leave.

Elaphia raised an eyebrow, folding her arms.

“Let us finish speaking,” she said to the Celestial Dragon.

The dragon’s body, hidden within the lightning cloud, began to move. It suddenly drew together blue lightning to weave an electric net, pushing it forward, forming a blocking electric surge, crashing toward Li Ang and the others.

“Being big doesn’t necessarily mean you’re powerful, you oversized reptile,”

Elaphia scoffed disdainfully. Facing anyone outside of Li Ang and his team, the young lady immediately returned to her haughty demeanor.

And she was justified in doing so.

In an instant, from the flowing liquid metal on the ground, densely packed metal blades rose, almost forming walls, instantly dispersing the electric current.

These flying blades formed an array, suspending in the air, spreading into circles, encircling the entire mountaintop over ten times.

Should they all be released at once, the saw-tooth line formed by these Pure Magical Metal Blades would instantly coil around the Feathered Serpent’s colossal head countless times, executing dense, silent cuts.

After blocking the dragon’s attack, Elaphia did not immediately continue the assault but looked toward Gregory.

“I have something to ask you.”

“What is it? Although I sense the lady’s request is not a bad thing.”

“Do you know about a sword that the Watcher of Thunder Mountain Church came to possess a thousand years ago?”

Gregory was just about to respond when a violent thunderclap drowned his words.

The Celestial Dragon moved within the storm clouds, and the arcs of electricity that filled the cloud mist gathered into peals of thunder, sounding continuously, the explosive noises assaulting the eardrums of those present, obstructing communication.

“Leave this place, or the thunder shall descend to cleanse the entire domain.”

The blue lightning surrounding the dragon was like a heavenly river, making one imagine whether the annual Thundercloud Stream phenomena were due to its patrols across the sky.

Elaphia’s expression turned cold.

“Don’t think that being within your domain grants you absolute advantage. You think I can’t break your domain?”

With a pinch of her small hand, the flying blades all suspended mid-air, rushing toward the dragon’s head, which was a considerable distance from the mountain peak.

When they neared the great dragon, the metal flying blades seemed very tiny, but the dragon did not take a direct hit; instead, it turned aside to avoid the encirclement of the blades.

Li Ang retreated to Zoe’s side and spoke to the girl, who wore a somewhat unusual expression, “Are you sensing something?”

Seeing the chestnut-haired girl nod, he rubbed his chin; Thunder Mountain Church, Saints’ Chamber, Watcher, mountain-top dragon… it seemed as if a pattern was beginning to emerge among these things.

“Hey! Li Ang! Infuse me with your beneficial spell!”

Elaphia appeared eager to strike down the dragon before continuing their discussion.

Observing the Celestial Dragon, seemingly deliberately refusing communication, Li Ang also agreed to first use strength to make it rethink its stance before talking.

He raised his hand and infused the blondie Douding with Spiritual Activation.

In an instant, the girl’s body radiated spiritual light, her eyes almost forming a substantial blade’s edge, the emitted magic power waves directly tearing at the dimensional membrane, capable of producing thunder even within the Thunder Realm.

She gently raised her hand, and the controlled flying blades split into two, then continued splitting into three…

Elaphia’s controlled blades covered the sky, one half wreathed in dazzling thunder, the other half shimmering with silver blades. The flying blades clashed with the lightning, and the crashing magic power balls exploded everywhere, as if deities were dueling.

The metallic liquid at Elaphia’s feet continued flowing outward. It was no longer just flowing Pure Magic Material, more like an unseen hand painting the earth silver.

Li Ang knew that her created metal had entered a different dimension, visible only, feeling nothing as it swiftly crossed underfoot.

Yet the thunderstorm domain stretched across dimensions immediately became unstable, the dark sky flickering as if heralding the world’s end.

Elaphia was constructing her own “Infinite Armament Forge Domain,” intending to directly collide with the dragon’s Thunder Realm, slicing open its spatial wall.

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