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Chapter 972 - 973: Mother And Daughter · Oct 23, 2026

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951 Chapter 951 - 952: He Has Come 2026-10-23
952 Chapter 952 - 953: Only Rats Flee 2026-10-23
953 Chapter 953 - 954: Ahh A Siren 2026-10-23
954 Chapter 954 - 955: First Wave 2026-10-23
955 Chapter 955 - 956: Volunteer 2026-10-23
956 Chapter 956 - 957: Excuse Me My Good Man 2026-10-23
957 Chapter 957 - 958: My Wha 2026-10-23
958 Chapter 958 - 959: Slander 2026-10-23
959 Chapter 959 - 960: All Across The World 2026-10-23
960 Chapter 960 - 961: Strength 2026-10-23
961 Chapter 961 - 962: Bestowal 2026-10-23
962 Chapter 962 - 963: Change 2026-10-23
963 Chapter 963 - 964: Origin Of Demon kin 2026-10-23
964 Chapter 964 - 965: Oedipus Effect 2026-10-23
965 Chapter 965 - 966: A Name From The Book 2026-10-23
966 Chapter 966 - 967: An Offer From The Demon God 2026-10-23
967 Chapter 967 - 968: White Witch 2026-10-23
968 Chapter 968 - 969: New Outcomes 2026-10-23
969 Chapter 969 - 970: Not Here 2026-10-23
970 Chapter 970 - 971: Father Like Son-in-Law 2026-10-23
971 Chapter 971 - 972: Anti-Dragon Magic 2026-10-23
972 Chapter 972 - 973: Mother And Daughter 2026-10-23
973 Chapter 973 - 974: Moon Above the Glades. 2026-10-23
974 Chapter 974 - 975: It’s Me 2026-10-23
975 Chapter 975 - 976: Who is This Damon Grey 2026-10-23
976 Chapter 976 - 978: Balors Again 2026-10-23
977 Chapter 977 - 979: Bring Them To Their Knees 2026-10-23
978 Chapter 978 - 980: Lord Ash 2026-10-23
979 Chapter 979 - 981: Trace 2026-10-23
980 Chapter 980 - 982: Nemesis Omega Sword Of The End 2026-10-23
981 Chapter 981 - 983: Demon Tower Key 2026-10-23
982 Chapter 982 - 984: Tower Of Mysteries 2026-10-23
983 Chapter 983 - 985: Another Feat 2026-10-23
984 Chapter 984 - 986: Call Him Back 2026-10-23
985 Chapter 985 - 987: Suspicion 2026-10-23
986 Chapter 986 - 988: Meet up 2026-10-23
987 Chapter 987 - 989: Broken House 2026-10-23
988 Chapter 988 - 990: A Small Sign 2026-10-23
989 Chapter 989 - 991: Hold Back 2026-10-23
990 Chapter 990 - 992: Ghour 2026-10-23
991 Chapter 991 - 993:The Crownless Ruler 2026-10-23
992 Chapter 992 - 994: Them All 2026-10-23
993 Chapter 993 - 995: Tower Meeting 2026-10-23
994 Chapter 994 - 996: All Came Down 2026-10-23
995 Chapter 995 - 997: When The Time Is Right 2026-10-23
996 Chapter 996 - 998: Kill Order 2026-10-23
997 Chapter 997 - 999: Who Is Cursing Me 2026-10-23
998 Chapter 998 - 1000: Snake Temple 2026-10-23
999 Chapter 999 - 1001: Goddess Of Salvation 2026-10-23
1000 Chapter 1000 - 1002: Not Loving At All 2026-10-23

Chapter 972: Chapter 973: Mother And Daughter

Rexagon’s sheer size made him an easy target.

The beams slammed into his broad chest, erupting in blinding white light as they struck his scales.

“AGGGRRHHHH!”

He roared in irritation.

It hurt.

Not enough to wound him seriously.

But enough.

These were anti-dragon weapons.

No kingdom would be foolish enough to lack them in a world ruled by dragons.

To the left of the battlefield, space rippled.

Several figures rose into the air.

Old elves.

Ancients who had secluded themselves within the Moonglades.

Each of them radiated the overwhelming presence of the Seventh Class.

Four stepped forward.

At their center, a glowing moon disc hovered, pulsing with ancient power.

“Do you think you can come here and do as you please in my Moonglades, you filthy lizard?” one of them said, his long white beard swaying.

“Leave your life behind,” another added coldly.

At that moment, Kadelas arrived behind Rexagon, light trailing his form.

From another direction, silver radiance flashed.

Two more figures appeared.

Elves from the Silver Glades.

One of them…

The only man who led the Halls of Steel.

He stepped forward, his gaze steady.

“Great one… please leave. Calm your rage.”

For a moment, Rexagon hovered in the sky.

Surrounded.

Faced by multiple Seventh Class beings.

Magic formations locked onto him.

Power gathered from every direction.

And yet—

His rage only grew.

For those who had reached the Seventh Class, time became both a gift and a curse.

They lived for centuries.

And in those long years, many of them grew weary.

They had reached the limit.

The ceiling.

So they chose to sleep.

One by one, they entered deep slumber, delaying the slow erosion of their lifespans. Buying time for a fragile, desperate hope.

That one day…

They might step beyond the Seventh Rank.

Because the moment one reached that level, they understood.

There was something beyond.

Another realm.

Another height.

And yet—

They could not reach it.

They could not leave this world.

They could not ascend.

Who among them was not a prodigy?

Who lacked ambition?

Who lacked conviction?

None.

They refused to accept limits.

Yet…

They could not defy the heavens.

Perhaps the saying was true.

The great roc despises the heavens for being too low.

Their heavens had caged them.

A ceiling they had already touched.

And now, they only awakened when necessary.

When their nations faced extinction.

Or when the world itself teetered on the edge of ruin.

—

“A great dragon…” one of the old elves murmured, his voice carrying a hint of nostalgia. “I have not seen one in six thousand years. The last was Aethergon, the Great Storm.”

They looked ancient.

Yet untouched by time.

No wrinkles marked their skin.

Only their grey beards, creased foreheads, and the dim luster in their eyes revealed the weight of the centuries they had endured.

—

Rexagon’s gaze swept across the battlefield.

Four in front.

Five…

Including the elf woman within the city.

Her aura was fresh.

Newly ascended.

Seventh Class.

Then—

Two more behind him.

Seven.

They were planning to form a formation.

To bind him.

To kill him.

Rexagon flexed his wings slightly.

They were torn.

Damaged.

His battle with Ashergon had left its mark.

He was not at full power.

His wounds ran deep.

He was bleeding.

Internally.

And yet—

Why would he flee from mice?

He would burn that city to the ground.

—

The Elf Queen, Daphne, raised her hand.

Moonlight gathered around her, flowing into her body as power surged.

The formation was about to activate.

The Moon Disc would anchor it.

Its power would be fed into Kadelas’ domain.

Everything was ready.

She was about to give the signal—

When suddenly—

Sylvia appeared beside her.

Like a phantom.

“Hello, mother.”

She smiled.

But her eyes…

They were dull.

Empty.

“Sylvia?” Daphne frowned.

“What are you doing here? Do you see this?” Her voice sharpened. “I told you that boy was no good for you.”

Sylvia tilted her head slightly.

“No, he’s not good at all. I agree.”

She smiled faintly.

“But as you can see… I tend to ignore the red flags and focus on the positives.”

Daphne’s gaze turned cold.

“Is this a joke to you?”

Sylvia shook her head.

“No. Not at all.”

She glanced at Rexagon.

“I figured you and father would survive and repel him. This was probably just meant to annoy you.”

She paused.

“No hard feelings.”

Daphne’s expression darkened.

Sylvia continued, her tone shifting slightly.

“You should focus on defense, mother. He cannot hold on for long.”

Her eyes sharpened.

“His goal is to destroy the city. Target the scales covered in dirt. Those are damaged. He got them from Ashergon.”

Daphne blinked, confusion flashing across her face.

“What… are you even saying?”

Sylvia stepped closer.

“Just trust me. For once in your life… I’m asking you to trust me.”

There was desperation in her voice now.

Daphne narrowed her eyes.

“That’s a little hard to do when you’re not actually here.”

She still believed this was an illusion.

Sylvia raised her hand.

And took her mother’s.

“I am here.”

Daphne froze.

Her eyes widened.

“You… you left?”

’I wouldn’t run away and leave you,’ Sylvia said softly.

Daphne’s gaze sharpened again, suspicion returning instantly.

“You’re not planning to backstab me, are you?”

Sylvia’s eyes trembled.

“I’m your daughter… how could you?”

Tears gathered in her eyes.

Daphne did not soften.

“I’m an oracle. And your mother.”

Sylvia let out a small breath, then smiled faintly.

“We have bigger things to worry about.”

Daphne hesitated.

She knew.

She knew all of this was wrong.

And yet—

She chose to trust her anyway.

Sylvia couldn’t run; she didn’t want to, neither did she plan to. She was here to show the fruits of her efforts.

She knew Rexagon would be here months in advance.

Why else would she let herself be brought back home without any resistance?

Did her father really think she gave up?

No, this was her chance to show them that she was powerful too.

And the battle began.

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