Upon hearing Enzo’s words in Dragons Land, Nicolet was inexplicably gripped by a wave of unease.

This sensation was one he had not experienced in ages.

No, it cannot be!

He refused to accept it. In his eyes, Enzo was merely a mere insect from the Disaster World, while he himself was a magnificent dragon, even a mere bug in the eyes of others within the Starry Sky.

Yet, facing Enzo, he had always possessed unwavering confidence.

Now, however, that confidence was steadily eroding.

On the other side, after proclaiming his declaration to Nicolet, Enzo’s aura erupted. Flames roared and thunder raged as two violently destructive elemental forces surged into the Flame Spear in his grasp. The spear, unable to withstand such immense power—even forged from a rare metal—began to crack under the strain.

Crack… Crack…

Fissures appeared along the shaft of the Flame Spear.

In an instant, Enzo teleported before Nicolet, raising his spear to thrust toward the scales on Nicolet’s chest.

Boom!

A deafening explosion reverberated, shaking the entirety of Dragons Land.

A torrent of blazing flames intertwined with flickering lightning engulfed everything, sending the spectators below—the trialists—hurtling through the air in disarray, while Nicolet, the intended target, suffered devastating injuries. Most of the scales on his chest shattered, crimson blood flowed abundantly, and fear lingered in his eyes.

“You’re impressive, kid! I will bring about your demise!”

Nicolet had never anticipated that he would be wounded by a mere insect. At that moment, madness enveloped him, his eyes transforming into a crimson hue. Yet Enzo too had succumbed to madness, a similar red mist swirling in his gaze. Without hesitation, he thrust his hand into Nicolet’s shattered scales, beginning to siphon the power coursing through Nicolet’s blood.

This act ignited an even greater fury within Nicolet.

A tremendous elemental force coalesced in his mouth, and a unique shield manifested around his form, forcefully repelling Enzo. Just as Nicolet prepared to deliver a fatal blow, the sky abruptly turned blood red.

“Nicolet, you have gone too far.”

Came a calm voice as the colossal red dragon Shivard appeared.

Upon his arrival, he immediately suppressed Nicolet’s aura and hefted the massive black dragon to the ground, then turned to Enzo and remarked, “You have done well!”

Following Nicolet’s emergence, three other dragons appeared, standing behind Shivard. They regarded the fallen Nicolet and then Shivard, their expressions filled with confusion regarding the unfolding events.

Without offering an explanation, Shivard declared, “Let the trials of Dragons Land come to an end.”

The newly arrived dragons were taken aback but refrained from voicing any questions, instead nodding in acknowledgment.

Below, the trial participants sought to inquire but were inexplicably expelled from Dragons Land, only to discover that the rift through which they had entered had vanished entirely.

“Wait, where is that rascal Enzo?”

One of the exiting figures exclaimed, noticing his absence.

Meanwhile.

Within Dragons Land, Enzo raised his gaze to the red dragon and demanded, “My lord, why have you intervened?”

Shivard chuckled and said, “Enzo, you have already demonstrated your strength and talent. There is no need to continue. Moreover, your recent attack has caused some disruptions in the arrangements of Dragons Land, rendering the trial difficult to proceed.”

Enzo shook his head slightly and replied, “I demand an apology.”

Hearing this, the black dragon Nicolet, who lay on the ground, rose and vehemently shook his massive head, exclaiming, “An apology! Absolutely not! Even if it costs me my life, I shall never apologize!”

“In that case, prepare to meet your end!”

Enzo advanced toward the black dragon.

At this, the red dragon Shivard sighed but did not intervene.

In comparison to the black dragon, Enzo was the more crucial heir.

Moreover, it was the black dragon who had instigated this affair.

Seeing Shivard not on his side, the black dragon Nicolet became increasingly agitated and questioned Shivard, “Shivard, why? He is nothing but a mere insect. Even if he possesses a modicum of talent, whether he can attain the ultimate inheritance remains uncertain.”

Upon hearing this, Shivard turned his gaze toward the black dragon.

He spoke, “Lady Ravella has awakened and personally acknowledged Enzo’s talent, deeming him to possess the potential to become an immortal deity.”

“Lady Ravella…”

The black dragon’s immense eyes suddenly dimmed, clearly shaken by this revelation.

At that moment, Enzo stood before the black dragon.

The Flame Spear had shattered, leaving him with no choice but to resort to other methods.

Enzo employed his most adept maneuver, summoning the power of life elements that manifested in the air, cascading down to the ground and nurturing colossal vines that ensnared the black dragon tightly, constricting relentlessly.

At this juncture, the black dragon had long since lost the will to resist.

He was acutely aware that when Shivard stepped forward to impede him, the opportunity to slay Enzo had slipped away.

Moreover, his own significance had diminished to naught.

The black dragon Nicolet was beset by a flurry of thoughts, suddenly realizing how laughable his previous actions had been. Lowering his immense head, he gravely declared, “I was wrong!”

Enzo paused.

He turned to the black dragon Nicolet and inquired, “What exactly did you err in?”

This question ignited a surge of anger within Nicolet, who retorted, “I have already acknowledged my mistake. Do you still wish to humiliate me further?”

Enzo shook his head gently.

He retracted the tendrils and addressed Nicolet, saying, “In truth, I find your statement quite agreeable. The strong pursue the power to safeguard their interests, while the weak seek fairness. However, your arrogance is excessive. To recklessly provoke someone without grasping their true strength is an exceedingly foolish act, and that is precisely what you have done.”

Nicolet yearned to counter, yet found himself at a loss for words.

What Enzo articulated was undeniably the truth.

Clap, clap…

Suddenly, a round of applause erupted.

Enzo turned, startled to find a woman clad in a form-fitting suit, her exquisite features captivating, having appeared at his side without notice. One hand rested upon his shoulder.

Upon recognizing her, the black dragon immediately bowed low and exclaimed, “Lady Ravella…”

Shivard also greeted her accordingly.

It was at this moment that Enzo comprehended, and he glanced back at Ravella, observing the barely contained smile at the corners of her mouth. She exuded a palpable joy from within. Then, she spoke to him, “Enzo, would you be interested in becoming my disciple? I shall impart knowledge regarding the immortal deity, guiding you towards becoming one yourself, and even enhancing your strength!”

Shivard and Nicolet were taken aback.

Especially Shivard, who anxiously exclaimed, “My lord Ravella, that is not what you stated earlier!”

“Oh? Shivard, are you questioning me?” Ravella’s expression darkened, and Shivard, deterred, promptly lowered his gaze.

Ravella continued, “I have changed my mind. Rather than allowing him to accept the inheritance from that scoundrel Boyega, it would be far more prudent for me to instruct him personally. Moreover, it is evident that Nicolet harbors a disdain for Enzo. Thus, entrusting Enzo to me is the most prudent resolution to prevent discord between you.”

Shivard remained silent.

At that moment, a ripple in space manifested, and a spatial portal materialized.

Profaner Melokuhle emerged from the portal, his countenance grim, addressing Ravella, “My lord Ravella, Enzo was my initial selection and is the rightful heir of Lord Boyega. Furthermore, time is of the essence. If a suitable heir cannot be chosen soon, Lord Boyega’s inheritance will vanish entirely.”

Ravella dismissively replied, “What concern is it of mine?”

Upon hearing this, Melokuhle understood the gravity of the situation.

Without wasting time on explanations, he cast a glance at Enzo, as though making a resolute decision, then began to gesticulate in the air, seemingly manipulating some unseen force.

In the next instant, Dragons Land transformed.

The crimson peaks vanished, giving way to an endless expanse of grassland, upon which a towering spire stood.

Then, Enzo felt a tremor emanate from the Mithril Crystal Key.

The Mithril Crystal Key shot forth from the miniature realm, landing in Melokuhle’s grasp. He tapped it lightly, and the key immediately burst forth with brilliance, connecting to the Emerald Tower.Soon after, a beam of light descended from the tower’s peak, enveloping Enzo.

Having completed this, Melokuhle let out a sigh of relief.

“Melokuhle, you are courting disaster!”

At that moment, Ravella also materialized in the space surrounding the Emerald Tower.

Upon witnessing the fury etched upon Ravella’s face, Melokuhle, maintaining his composure, remarked, “My lady Ravella, you are a friend of Lord Boyega. Would you truly seek to usurp his heir?”

Ravella’s anger dissipated at this.

With a derisive laugh, she retorted, “Melokuhle, do you truly believe this approach will succeed?”

A sense of foreboding washed over Melokuhle, prompting him to inquire, “What do you mean, my lady Ravella?”

Ravella scoffed, “That boy Enzo is anything but ordinary. If we were within the Starry Sky, he would likely provoke the interest of other formidable powers. Moreover, I doubt Enzo would even covet Boyega’s inheritance.”

Melokuhle asserted confidently, “No one can resist the allure of an immortal deity’s inheritance!”

Ravella merely smiled and offered no further response.

For Enzo, however, the radiant light emanating from the Emerald Tower enveloped him, ushering forth an extraordinarily surreal sensation.

In that fleeting moment, he felt as though he grasped the very essence of the universe’s design.

It was a feeling of ultimate mastery over all.

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