Chapter 132 Chapter 131-A Casual Conversation with Fias（2nd update, Cheer me with Power Stones!）
As the red light on Emma gradually intensified, the young girl closed her eyes.
A gentle force suddenly erupted from her body, pushing John aside.
Then, Emma began to levitate, leaving the protection of Seashield.
Initially, John was worried that Emma would be harmed by the intense heat of the lava.
However, he noticed that the red glow surrounding Emma's body was gradually merging with the lava.
Then, it dawned on him.
No wonder the flow of the lava was so strange - it was laced with strands of divine power that resonated with the red light on Emma.
As Emma's initially rapid breathing became steady and her furrowed brows relaxed, John breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that Fias, the dragon, was right.
The divine power left by the Fire God was gradually reshaping Emma's body.
So, John simply sat cross-legged, floating in the midst of the lava, sitting opposite Fias.
"How long will this transformation process take?"
Fias shook his head, his voice still somber and hoarse, "There's no specific time, it generally depends on the affinity between the ascendant and the master's power. This girl has a high affinity for fire elements, so it should be quick."
John placed his hands on his knees and, clearly bored, suggested, "From your words, it seems like it will take some time. Why don't we chat?"
Fias, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his lantern-like golden eyes. "What could we possibly have to talk about, human?"
John smiled faintly, "We have nothing but time. Why don't we exchange some information? I'm interested in the divine battle from ten thousand years ago. You must be curious about the current world, aren't you?"
Fias fell silent.
The war from ten thousand years ago was long past, but he had not forgotten any details.
The clashes of divine powers, the shattering of divinity, the fall of gods...
It was a war of mortal races, yet also a conflict between factions of gods.
He still remembered clearly what his master, the Fire God Akris, said to him when he returned to the god realm.
"The war has only temporarily stopped. It's not over yet. The day will come when good and evil will have a decisive end. You just need to wait here quietly..."
John, propping his chin with one hand, looked at the fire dragon with interest.
Seeing its eyes gradually turn distant, John smirked knowingly.
He had piqued the dragon's interest.
"Human, what is the current world like?"
Waking up from his memories, Fias turned to look at John with unblinking eyes.
John responded nonchalantly, "It's much the same. Not much has changed. The abyss is still barred to the north of the Sunset Mountain. Humans and other races of the orderly and just faction thrive on the vast lands of the Godslayer continent. Your struggles and fights back then were not in vain."
Fias nodded in satisfaction.
Even a slight movement of his dragon head caused a surge in the sea of lava.
John, annoyed, stretched out his hand.
With a slight fluctuation of his energy, the Seashield protective barrier covering his body suddenly expanded, creating a vast space deep in the lava sea, isolating all the scalding lava.
The man and the dragon hovered in the space.
Black and red energy simultaneously appeared beneath them, allowing them to maintain a comfortable hovering position.
Fias glanced at the pale blue barrier around him, full of emotion, "The scent of the sea, even after tens of thousands of years, I still find it uncomfortable. I never thought that after all the conflicts between my master and the Sea God, they would end up uniting..."
John, still looking relaxed, casually responded, "When chaos and evil attack, all gods of law and justice should put aside their hatred for each other. Whether it's Akris or any other deity, they should understand this."
Fias took a deep look at John.
Astonishingly, he wasn't bothered by John addressing his master by name.
John, now intrigued, subtly activated his Eye of Artemis.
A flicker of mystic light shone from the depths of his eyes.
The attributes of Fias instantly appeared before him:
[Flame Dragon Fias (Demi-god-level boss): The first flame dragon born at the beginning of Fire God Akris' existence, lord over all flame dragons, possesses heaven-defying power, controls some authority of the fire laws, and shone in the God War a myriad years ago...]
[Race: Dragon]
[Level: 899]
[Attributes:...]
John raised an eyebrow slightly.
Level 899, that was rather extravagant.
Normally, any creature above level 600 was considered demi-god level.
And after reaching level 1000, they could form their own divine body, becoming a true deity.
This dragon before him was merely a step away from becoming a god.
While John observed Fias, Fias was observing John as well.
Noticing the faint gleam in John's eyes, Fias showed a human-like surprise for the first time.
"Is that... the power of the God of Night? Strange, aren't you a servant of the Sea God? How can you wield the power of the Night God?" Fias tilted his head, his tone filled with astonishment.
John gave a light smile and calmly explained, "It's because my class is a bit special, allowing me to have abilities from different classes. You must have misunderstood earlier; I'm not a servant of the Sea God..."
Fias was even more amazed, incredulously responding, "There's such a class in the world? Why have I never heard of it? Doesn't using so many class abilities cause conflicts?"
John chuckled lightly, not offering any further explanation.
How could he explain?
It's not like he could tell this flame dragon that the reason he could wield these powers was because the origin power within him held a higher status and completely suppressed these godly powers from a law perspective.
If John were to say this, even if Fias were the most even-tempered creature, he'd probably feel obliged to defend his master's dignity.
After all, in the eyes of the world, gods were not to be offended.
There couldn't possibly be energy of a higher class than godly power in this world.
Seeing John unwilling to elaborate, Fias tactfully changed the subject.
Living for countless years had granted this dragon a profound wisdom.
"Human, you must be a member of our Order and Justice faction, right?"
John rolled his eyes and said somewhat irritably, "What do you think? Have you ever seen a creature from the Abyss looking like me?"
Fias, sounding amused, teased, "That's hard to say. The Abyss creatures are skilled in mental invasion. Who's to say you aren't a puppet of those demons?"
John suddenly flashed a wicked grin, "You've guessed it right, I am the chosen successor of Azazel..."
Fias roared with laughter, a mocking glint in his eyes, "Fool! The Devil is still suppressed in the Godslayer's hall in the Void. It's been tens of thousands of years. Where could he find a successor?"
John gave a dismissive snort.
Well, apparently telling the truth doesn't always get you believed.
However, Fias suddenly put away his smile, his face turning grave, "Human, it's best not to mention The Devil's name casually. Divine names are not to be invoked lightly, as mentioning them will lead to discovery. If The Devil uses you as an anchor, he could potentially escape from the Godslayer's hall and return to this land."
"By then, you would become the sinner of the entire human race..."
John casually nodded, but inside, he couldn't help but feel amused.
Return to the land of Godslayer using him as an anchor?
He had scattered Azazel's ashes.
Could he possibly reassemble and resurrect himself?
That was a pipe dream if he ever heard one.
However, Fias didn't see it that way and continued to warn John, "Human, I know you don't take this seriously, but that's because you don't understand the terror of The Devil... Time has passed too long, and your lifespan is far too short. I fear that no historical records in the current world have information about The Devil..."
Fias abruptly fell silent.
He curiously looked at John, asking, "By the way, how did you come to know this name?"
John casually responded, "Don't underestimate human historical heritage. There are many among us who know about Azazel... In fact, not too long ago, some folks with ill intentions dug up Azazel's body from before his godhood... nearly causing a disaster."
Fias opened his mouth in shock, flames began to burn on his body.
"The Devil's old body? What happened in the end? Was there a large-scale contamination?"
"Don't worry, it's been handled," John pointed to his nose tip and chuckled, "I personally cut off the guy's head. How can he contaminate the world without it?"
Fias let out a sigh of relief.
He beat his chest with a claw. "Good, good. Are you sure you've completely killed The Devil's old body?"
John waved his hand impatiently, "Of course, why would I lie to you? I can guarantee that thing is as dead as it can be."
"So, can you calm down now? Do you not realize how much chaos you cause with your simple movements... You've messed up my hair..."
Fias: "..."
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