Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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—Killing Zachasa might be difficult. After all, that guy holds a high position and is a confidant of the Red Dragon Lord. He should have no shortage of magical items for survival and escape, and might even have a trump card to take down the Silver Dragon together.

Ivy Beatrice thought.

Her attention quickly shifted to something else.

—Silver Dragon… probably didn’t notice me, right?

She thought about it carefully and felt that it probably wasn't true. She had only experienced that feeling of being spied on by a powerful being once after gazing at the Silver Dragon Castle, and it hadn't happened again since.

Having confirmed this, Ivy Beatrice felt much more at ease.

By this time, they had reached the point where Lazy Bear Bay meets the port area. This section of road is also called the Seaside Road because Lazy Bear Bay is higher than the port area, and the city's gravel road makes a bend here, offering a panoramic view of the bay.

That's why this area is now within the reach of the Invincible Fleet's artillery.

Although the fires had been extinguished, the area was still scarred by artillery fire and freezing temperatures. Large swathes of residential areas were reduced to charred ruins covered in frost. Everywhere lay the remains of those burned, blown to pieces, and frozen stiff.

"Oh my goodness."

Steo suddenly gasped, his snake hair stiffening and stretching his hood a full circle. Dozens of snake eyes on his hair, along with Medusa's petrifying eyes, stared wide-eyed at the bay.

Medusa seemed to have lost the ability to organize her thoughts: "Oh my god, oh my god!"

Ivy-Beate didn't dare follow Steo's gaze directly to the bay. The silver dragon was in that direction, and she didn't want to attract the attention of the Divine Kingdom's ruler.

But she had a vague idea in her mind.

—Since this seaside city, the land of gods, is a product of the silver dragon's confusion between dreams and reality, could this anchor point where reality and dreams intertwine be the silver dragon himself who is dreaming?

—If that's the case, could it still be the Silver Dragon's true form that's confronting and fighting the invincible fleet?

—Could it be a product derived from a dream, a manifestation of some kind of illusion? If that's all there is to it, would it be possible to see it without being spied on?

But she didn't dare to gamble.

In an instant, Ivy Beatrice had several thoughts, but in the end she obediently lowered her eyes and cautiously looked at the surface of the bay.

The invincible fleet has escaped the bay.

The entire bay was covered with a thick layer of ice, as if the land stretched outwards for more than ten miles. The wreckage of ships of all sizes, as well as the ships that had miraculously survived at the civilian docks, and the reefs where ships were moored, were all frozen in the ice.

Ivy Beatrice saw a huge silver shadow hovering in the air reflected on the ice. The silver shadow was gradually disintegrating, turning into countless silvery-white specks of light, which disappeared in the wind.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

—You guessed right, it really isn't the real thing.

To maintain the stability of the earthly divine kingdom, the Silver Dragon's true form must remain in a long period of dormancy. Therefore, when Ivy-Beate glanced across the river at the castle where the Silver Dragon's true form resided while they were strolling, it provoked such a strong reaction from the dragon. This is because in this state, its physical body is a vulnerable target, and no amount of caution or protection is excessive.

Ivy Beatrice believed she had a clear understanding of the Silver Dragon's methods, which gave her some confidence.

But then she thought, this is Georgrosia's own divine realm. There are plenty of ways to hide and protect her physical body.

This female dragon is far more powerful and cunning than the bronze dragon.

Who knows how many traps and mechanisms are hidden in the castle, and how many souls of Silver Dragon followers protect and guard their Dragon King? Who can be sure that the Silver Dragon's overreaction might be a trap to lure the enemy in?

But at least now she can look up confidently.

Ivy Beatrice glanced at the bay again, and her expression darkened at just a quick look.

The three-masted sailing ship Albatross was gone, and her beloved trimaran was nowhere to be found. It was presumably shattered by the Armada's firepower and sunk to the bottom of the sea. Especially the Albatross, which had dozens of sailors guarding the ship, and her Glendale transplant donor on board!

"Damn Zachasa."

Ivy-Beate angrily tried to contact Chasan, the lizardman guarding the ship, telepathically, but received no response.

She felt a surge of anger rising within her.

Just then, several ghostly figures appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the four of them.

Ivy Beatrice was already furious, and seeing these flies only fueled her murderous intent.

Their slovenly clothes, the stench of the sea, their filthy and ugly faces with lewd smiles—they were clearly just extras. Their tattered leather armor was quite similar in style to those "pure-blooded human" corpses. These guys were probably henchmen of that loan shark organization, who somehow found out about their conflict with those corpses during the day and came to investigate.

“Please move aside,” Ivy Beatrice said calmly. “We’re in a hurry.”

Her hand was already on the sword hilt, while she subtly glanced at Lysa behind her.

—If they utter a single word about the daytime conflict, they are killed on the spot.

—Although that little bastard who framed someone deserved to die, I still shouldn't let the little girl know that I killed her brother.

Just then, what they said confirmed some of her suspicions and refuted others.

Ivy Beatrice saw one of them shout to the other, "Boss, this bitch isn't one of our pure-blooded humans."

Then another person, looking disgusted, spat on the ground next to him.

“You wanton and depraved bitch,” the man called the leader said, “I’m giving you a chance to pay for the sins of your ancestors’ betrayal of their bloodline. Now, put the two little ones down first, then you two, turn around, put your hands on the wall, and raise your butts.”

For a moment, Ivy Beatrice's facial muscles twitched, unsure of what expression to make, and finally she couldn't help but laugh.

Her anger had swelled her chest muscles to a size larger, and now she just felt an intense urge to touch them.

But before she could even raise her sword, the expressions on the faces of the men around her suddenly froze. Then she saw the gray of the rock spread from their eyes, and in a moment, they transformed into several stone statues.

Ivy Beatrice turned around and saw Medusa, who had lifted her hood, gently covering Lysa's eyes with one hand.

Chapter 150 The Weakness of the Divine Kingdom

The firelight on the horizon gradually died down.

The sounds of the warships' explosions grew fainter and fainter, seemingly moving away from the bay. It was as if the silver dragon, Kiorgrosya, was driving Zachasa's fleet out to sea.

The port area is safe.

But Ivy Beatrice could still faintly hear the admiral's furious roar carried on the wind.

—Silver Dragon didn't seem to intend to kill him.

—Killing Zachasa might be difficult. After all, that guy holds a high position and is a confidant of the Red Dragon Lord. He should have no shortage of magical items for survival and escape, and might even have a trump card to take down the Silver Dragon together.

Ivy Beatrice thought.

Her attention quickly shifted to something else.

—Silver Dragon… probably didn’t notice me, right?

She thought about it carefully and felt that it probably wasn't true. She had only experienced that feeling of being spied on by a powerful being once after gazing at the Silver Dragon Castle, and it hadn't happened again since.

Having confirmed this, Ivy Beatrice felt much more at ease.

By this time, they had reached the point where Lazy Bear Bay meets the port area. This section of road is also called the Seaside Road because Lazy Bear Bay is higher than the port area, and the city's gravel road makes a bend here, offering a panoramic view of the bay.

That's why this area is now within the reach of the Invincible Fleet's artillery.

Although the fires had been extinguished, the area was still scarred by artillery fire and freezing temperatures. Large swathes of residential areas were reduced to charred ruins covered in frost. Everywhere lay the remains of those burned, blown to pieces, and frozen stiff.

"Oh my goodness."

Steo suddenly gasped, his snake hair stiffening and stretching his hood a full circle. Dozens of snake eyes on his hair, along with Medusa's petrifying eyes, stared wide-eyed at the bay.

Medusa seemed to have lost the ability to organize her thoughts: "Oh my god, oh my god!"

Ivy-Beate didn't dare follow Steo's gaze directly to the bay. The silver dragon was in that direction, and she didn't want to attract the attention of the Divine Kingdom's ruler.

But she had a vague idea in her mind.

—Since this seaside city, the land of gods, is a product of the silver dragon's confusion between dreams and reality, could this anchor point where reality and dreams intertwine be the silver dragon himself who is dreaming?

—If that's the case, could it still be the Silver Dragon's true form that's confronting and fighting the invincible fleet?

—Could it be a product derived from a dream, a manifestation of some kind of illusion? If that's all there is to it, would it be possible to see it without being spied on?

But she didn't dare to gamble.

In an instant, Ivy Beatrice had several thoughts, but in the end she obediently lowered her eyes and cautiously looked at the surface of the bay.

The invincible fleet has escaped the bay.

The entire bay was covered with a thick layer of ice, as if the land stretched outwards for more than ten miles. The wreckage of ships of all sizes, as well as the ships that had miraculously survived at the civilian docks, and the reefs where ships were moored, were all frozen in the ice.

Ivy Beatrice saw a huge silver shadow hovering in the air reflected on the ice. The silver shadow was gradually disintegrating, turning into countless silvery-white specks of light, which disappeared in the wind.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

—You guessed right, it really isn't the real thing.

To maintain the stability of the earthly divine kingdom, the Silver Dragon's true form must remain in a long period of dormancy. Therefore, when Ivy-Beate glanced across the river at the castle where the Silver Dragon's true form resided while they were strolling, it provoked such a strong reaction from the dragon. This is because in this state, its physical body is a vulnerable target, and no amount of caution or protection is excessive.

Ivy Beatrice believed she had a clear understanding of the Silver Dragon's methods, which gave her some confidence.

But then she thought, this is Georgrosia's own divine realm. There are plenty of ways to hide and protect her physical body.

This female dragon is far more powerful and cunning than the bronze dragon.

Who knows how many traps and mechanisms are hidden in the castle, and how many souls of Silver Dragon followers protect and guard their Dragon King? Who can be sure that the Silver Dragon's overreaction might be a trap to lure the enemy in?

But at least now she can look up confidently.

Ivy Beatrice glanced at the bay again, and her expression darkened at just a quick look.

The three-masted sailing ship Albatross was gone, and her beloved trimaran was nowhere to be found. It was presumably shattered by the Armada's firepower and sunk to the bottom of the sea. Especially the Albatross, which had dozens of sailors guarding the ship, and her Glendale transplant donor on board!

"Damn Zachasa."

Ivy-Beate angrily tried to contact Chasan, the lizardman guarding the ship, telepathically, but received no response.

She felt a surge of anger rising within her.

Just then, several ghostly figures appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the four of them.

Ivy Beatrice was already furious, and seeing these flies only fueled her murderous intent.

Their slovenly clothes, the stench of the sea, their filthy and ugly faces with lewd smiles—they were clearly just extras. Their tattered leather armor was quite similar in style to those "pure-blooded human" corpses. These guys were probably henchmen of that loan shark organization, who somehow found out about their conflict with those corpses during the day and came to investigate.

“Please move aside,” Ivy Beatrice said calmly. “We’re in a hurry.”

Her hand was already on the sword hilt, while she subtly glanced at Lysa behind her.

—If they utter a single word about the daytime conflict, they are killed on the spot.

—Although that little bastard who framed someone deserved to die, I still shouldn't let the little girl know that I killed her brother.

Just then, what they said confirmed some of her suspicions and refuted others.

Ivy Beatrice saw one of them shout to the other, "Boss, this bitch isn't one of our pure-blooded humans."

Then another person, looking disgusted, spat on the ground next to him.

“You wanton and depraved bitch,” the man called the leader said, “I’m giving you a chance to pay for the sins of your ancestors’ betrayal of their bloodline. Now, put the two little ones down first, then you two, turn around, put your hands on the wall, and raise your butts.”

For a moment, Ivy Beatrice's facial muscles twitched, unsure of what expression to make, and finally she couldn't help but laugh.

Her anger had swelled her chest muscles to a size larger, and now she just felt an intense urge to touch them.

But before she could even raise her sword, the expressions on the faces of the men around her suddenly froze. Then she saw the gray of the rock spread from their eyes, and in a moment, they transformed into several stone statues.

Ivy Beatrice turned around and saw Medusa, who had lifted her hood, gently covering Lysa's eyes with one hand.

Chapter 151 Heavy Losses

Ivy Beatrice stared warily at the burn scar and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Scarface glanced at her sideways, then abandoned his Thinker-like pose, leaping effortlessly off the ruins without a word—his job was to monitor the Medusa Tavern, but now not only the tavern was gone, but the entire neighborhood was gone too. What was there left to monitor? He simply abandoned his post and went back.

"...Is this guy crazy?"

Medusa couldn't help but complain as she watched his retreating figure.

Ivy Beatrice didn't care about Burn Scar's fate; compared to that guy, the people beneath the ruins and scorched earth were what she truly cared about.

The charred soil and bricks gradually rose and piled up.

Suddenly, a huge grappling hook emerged from the center of the mound. The ground then caved in, revealing a dark hole.

However, the first to rush over were not the owner of the grappling hook, but two large mud balls.

Gu Xiong and Xiong Gu, covered in dirt and grime, emerged from their burrow and pounced on Ivy-Beate as soon as they saw her. In the blink of an eye, two large ornaments appeared on her legs: a baby owl bear draped over each calf. They whimpered and rubbed their large faces against their mistress's legs, seeking comfort. Mud and dirt were all smeared onto Ivy-Beate's legs.

Then emerged from the cave the massive Raphael, the Terrorclaw monster, who was also the main force in digging the tunnel.

After emerging from the hole, Raphael glanced at the mistress, then silently turned and extended its grappling hook into the tunnel. The next second, Blue Bubble, the wild dwarf waitress, and Green Bubble were all pulled out by it.

The last two bomber squadron members climbed out of the hole on their own: Captain Sink and another female squadron member named Edra.

Before her transplant, Adela was human, originally a pharmacist. Forced to join the treasure-hunting ship Albatross as its doctor due to her husband's debts, she was attacked by the ship's owner when the Redstone Shards drove the crew mad, causing them to kill each other. Adela suffered a fatal wound infection. Ivy-Beart performed an organ transplant, transforming her into the regeneratively powerful half-red dragon Grandal, thus saving her life. Adela then became a staunch supporter of Ivy-Beart and received a transplant of the six-armed serpent demon's skin, becoming a member of the stealth bomber squadron.