Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

Ignis sullenly sat back on the throne, crossed her legs, tapped the armrests irritably with her fingers, and muttered curses under her breath.

"That damn man ran so fast... I only just took a nap!"

"When I catch you, I'll make sure you're submerged in lava for three days and three nights..."

She thought about it and then felt a little reluctant.

"...No, one day is enough. I'm afraid he won't be able to handle three days..."

After thinking about it again, I still felt heartbroken.

"...Let's soak for half a day..."

She scratched her hair in frustration, then slammed her hand on the armrest: "Fine, one hour! No less!"

The Flame Maiden silently brought over a comb and carefully began to comb her frizzy, fiery red hair.

Looking at her emperor's face, which was filled with anger yet also concealed a hint of worry, she silently complained to herself:

Your Majesty, this isn't the aura of chasing an enemy, it's clearly the posture of chasing a man...

Ignis was completely oblivious to the maid's inner turmoil, her eyes fixed on the empty cell, flames flickering in her crimson pupils.

The image of that face involuntarily surfaced in her mind—that human with messy hair, filthy body, yet who dared to grin and joke in front of her.

She remembered when he was first captured by his men, he was covered in wounds and on the verge of death, yet he still grinned at her and said something she would never forget:

"Wow, the legendary Fire Dragon Queen is much prettier than I imagined."

She nearly blasted him to ashes with a breath of dragon's breath.

But for some reason, she ultimately didn't take a bite.

She locked him in a cage, cured him, interrogated him for several months, and planned to continue interrogating him after she woke up.

As a result, he slept for three years, and when he woke up, he was gone.

"snort."

Ignis snorted and stretched her limbs, raising her slender yet strong arms high above her head, her taut waistline curving beautifully beneath the fiery satin-like fabric.

"Since he's run away, then this queen will go and bring him back."

"Guards! Prepare my luggage! I'm going on a long journey!"

Flame Maiden: "...Yes, Your Majesty."

Ignis stood on the balcony at the highest point of the castle, gazing into the distance.

The night wind blew through her fiery red hair and skirt, and the distant firelight was reflected in her scarlet eyes. A dangerous smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Luo Ye, you just wait."

"I'll drag you back to the ends of the earth, no matter where you are."

"Then--"

She paused, a faint blush rising to her cheeks, and lowered her voice:

"...and then settle that score properly."

But the question is, where did that guy go?

Ignis tilted her head, a thoughtful glint in her crimson eyes.

She remembered that during his imprisonment, the guy would occasionally stare blankly at the western sky, muttering a name.

Wendina.

Queen of the Water Dragon Clan, Wendina, Song of the Tides.

Her twin sister, unfortunately, they were like oil and water.

A dangerous smile crept across Ignis's lips. She leaped into the air, transforming into a fiery red dragon, unfurling its enormous fiery wings, and sped away into the distance.

Meanwhile, Serafina, with Loye in tow, slowly descended before the entrance to the abyss rift.

The entrance to the abyss rift was even more grotesque than Luo Ye had imagined.

It was a gigantic spatial rift that stretched across the heavens and the earth, reaching a height of tens of feet. It violently tore apart the entire land, like a wound in the heavens and earth that ancient gods and demons had forcibly ripped open with their immense power.

Unstable dark purple light surged at the edge of the rift, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting. Each pulsation would unleash a surge of violent shadow element, carrying an aura of decay and destruction, spreading outwards.

The area surrounding the entire fissure has long since become a complete wasteland.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, there was no sign of life. The once lush vegetation had been completely eroded and carbonized by the power of shadow, leaving only charred and twisted dead trees, cracked and crumbling rocks, and strange, gray rocks.

Serafina transformed back into human form, her perfectly graceful figure appearing even more holy and radiant against the backdrop of an eerie dark purple aura.

Her waist-length silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, like the only pure white ray of dawn in the dark and silent abyss, dazzling yet gentle.

Without uttering any unnecessary words, she raised her hand to signal Luo Ye to stand still, then extended her slender, fair fingertips to meticulously examine his entire equipment.

The silver dragon armor fit snugly against the body, with each of the shimmering white scales tightly interlocked without a single gap. The faint moonlight patterns flowing across the surface of the scales operated steadily, brimming with spiritual energy and in perfect condition, always in optimal protective state.

The Moon-Scarved Spear on his back lay dormant, its ancient bone-like patterns gleaming faintly with silver light under the stimulation of the surrounding violent shadow elements. The patterns pulsated slowly, as if possessing their own consciousness, sensing the endless danger to come, and were slowly awakening and gathering power.

Finally, Serafina raised her fair and slender palm and gently placed it on Luo Ye's chest.

The warm, soft touch was clearly felt through the fabric, and a faint moonlight spiritual energy seeped into Luo Ye's body through his palm.

She closed her eyes slightly, her long, thick eyelashes trembling gently as she carefully sensed the fusion of holy power and dragon power within him. After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes, a satisfied glint in her clear, silver eyes, and nodded gently.

"The power of the Silver Moon Heart operates very stably and has completely merged with your physical body and primordial spiritual power."

"This holy power can help you isolate most of the shadow corruption, protecting your physical body and soul. But you must remember that the dangers inside the abyss rift are far more than just the surface shadow corruption."

She opened her eyes, her silvery-white pupils staring directly at Luo Ye, her tone unusually serious:

"It is inhabited by countless native shadow creatures, inherently brutal and hostile to all outside beings. And the most fatal point—"

"I know," Luo Ye interrupted, his expression calm and composed, without a trace of panic in his eyes.

"Spatial turbulence, high-level shadow monsters, and the ancient guardians protecting the source core. Elder Eldron has already explained all the advantages, disadvantages, and dangers to me."

"Knowing is one thing, facing it firsthand is another," Serafina said, her tone still serious and unwavering.

"The internal space where the Shadow Core is located is alive and has its own consciousness. It will capture all the weaknesses in the heart of the intruder, amplify your fears, dredge up your dark history, and materialize the memories and inner demons that you least want to face."

She paused, a complex light flashing in her silvery-white eyes: "Can you handle it?"

Luo Ye was silent for a moment, then smiled: "I don't think there's anything I'm particularly afraid of."

"Are you sure?" Serafina raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"For example, the little black dragon with the frizzy fur that you fear the most, once you go in, the illusion might conjure up three of them for you, taking turns to throw tantrums and hold you accountable."

Luo Ye's frank smile froze instantly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Help.

He had to be very careful to coax even one Eluvia, but when three arrogant, frizzy little black dragons came online at the same time, they turned into three little lolis.

He's probably going to be punished by the heavens today and electrocuted, right?