The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

"You... you... insolent boy, what are you doing?!"

Not only was his belly turned over, but he was also being stared at openly. Gutaf was furious, his tail snapping up and wrapping around his chest to shield his vulnerable belly, his face flushed with anger, baring his teeth and claws.

Luo Yan then realized his actions were indeed a bit inappropriate, like picking puppies at a dog market.

Treating an ancient deity this way was indeed lacking in decorum.

The gaze from bystanders grew increasingly piercing. Not wanting to be misunderstood by his subordinates, Luo Yan coughed lightly, released the hand holding Gutaf by the neck, letting him fall back onto the airflow gathered at the tip of his wand, shrugged, and said.

"Nothing, just curious... Speaking of, were you male or female before?"

"What male or female, don't make me sound like an animal!" Gutaf was so angry he was baring his teeth, his mouth spewing a barrage in "Dragon Language" like it was filled with gunpowder.

Luo Yan couldn't understand, nor did he want to, only pausing slightly as he suddenly noticed the vast amount of information contained in that sentence.

Oh boy.

Could it be the Zeta Clan reproduces asexually?

Of course, maybe their technology had advanced to the point where reproductive work was left to automated machines, and all the individuals in the tribe had gone off to pursue higher-level pleasures.

However, despite that, this guy didn't look the slightest bit sophisticated.

"Who do you think you are, daring to observe me like a specimen—" Gutaf was still yelling, but suddenly his tone changed, and his voice abruptly stopped.

She raised her head sharply, her face changed suddenly, as if she finally noticed the sky blurred by the wind above her was different from a thousand years ago.

"@#%! My Holy Realm! What did you do to my Holy Realm?!"

"...Holy Sword?"

Gutaf, frantic, exclaimed: "@%#! Holy! Realm! It's that big, Great Barrier! Didn't you see it in the logs!? I already said, the entire planet is a pasture for higher-level spiritually advanced civilizations—"

She said this seriously, but alas, the vocal cords of this dragon body hadn't fully developed, so the babyish brashness and gibberish sounded like a middle schooler's daydream.

"Oh, you're talking about that."

Luo Yan chuckled, intending to say his flag was already planted in her old hometown on the opposite side, but on second thought, figured he'd teased her enough for one day and decided to save that play for another time.

Looking up, he waved his magic wand, dispersing the atmospheric barrier that enveloped the place.

Without the protection of the barrier, the violent airflow roared in immediately!

Gutaf's cheeks flapped wildly in the wind, his noisy chatter abruptly halted, leaving only his howls against the wind.

"Oh oh oh hoo!"

The eggshell remnants on the ground were blown away!

Alakdo widened his six big eyes, wanting to chase after it but not daring to drop the Demon King on his back, could only watch helplessly as the "opportunity" at his fingertips disappeared, feeling heartbroken.

However—

Compared to the pain and soul nearly blown away with the wind that Gutaf felt, Alakdo's was still minor.

Not wanting to let this guy flail in the gale, Luo Yan waved his magic wand again as if conducting a symphony, guiding Gutaf's landing trajectory to fall precisely into the pouch hanging on Alakdo's side, fastening the pouch's button in one smooth motion.

"Swish—"

The wind-filled pouch bulged like a sail, and though the turbulent gusts still sliced like blades, it wasn't as suffocating for Gutaf as before.

Watching the young dragon retching at the edge of the backpack, Luo Yan leisurely spoke.

"As you can see, the Lizardmen, whom you've trapped for a whole thousand years, are using their faith to forge a Heart Spear, breaking through the cocoon you meticulously crafted for them."

Gutaf, breathing weakly, wanted to argue she did it for their own good, but upon seeing that sagacious, unyielding face, she closed her mouth.

It was a futile effort.

She barely pretended to be godly with those high-tech means, while this guy managed it just fine with mere words.

Magic wasn't even necessary.

Watching the silent Gutaf, Luo Yan smiled and nodded, then as if recalling something, opened his mouth to speak again.

"By the way, since you're no longer the Dragon God, it's best to use the name Gutaf sparingly... After all, even if you claim to be Gutaf, who would believe it, right?"

Divine status isn't that easy to inherit.

Especially since she didn't set up a complete succession rule for her divine status like Linte Isaac did.

Looking at the despairing little dragon, with trembling lips, Luo Yan pondered for two seconds and solved her problem of having no name.

"Henceforth, I'll call you Taufu."

...

On the vast ocean, dense black smoke rose from the thick smokestacks, slithering across the sky like a gray snake.

The wooden steam sailboat bobbed in the raging waves, its sides heavily slammed by the surf, the anchor swaying, emitting a deep metallic groan, while the "Traveler's" flag flapped fiercely in the sea breeze.

This was a cargo ship belonging to the Golden Seagull Chamber of Commerce of the Aus Empire, aiming to support the reconstruction efforts at Seldo Port.

Standing at the bow, Captain Kaidesen held a rusty telescope in one hand, while gripping the railing tightly with the other.

Gazing at the tumultuous waters ahead, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

From sea to sky, it was a gray expanse, even the usual seabirds had vanished.

This wasn't a good omen.

"I've sailed this sea for over ten years, yet this is the first time... its silence feels so unfamiliar to me."