Surrender

"You damned insects, how dare you disturb the sleep of Hypnos, tyrant of lava and master of flames."

"I'll make you pay..."

But Hypnos suddenly fell silent, blinking twice as if to confirm whether he had seen correctly.

Since when had such a chaotic mix of races—demons, humans, sea demons, Ice Elves, and the like—become so harmonious?

That alone would have been one thing, but what truly terrified him was that there were as many as two Legendary experts among them, over twenty Saint Domain experts, and the rest did not look like pushovers either. Every one of them possessed considerable energy within their bodies.

"Hmph, you certainly have a big mouth!"

"Master of flames? Tyrant of lava? You think you're worthy?"

Dylan Fikernando sneered, suddenly shooting into the air. With a beat of his massive wings, he arrived before the Lava Giant in an instant.

Though there was a vast difference in size between them, Dylan Fikernando's aura was not the slightest bit weaker. In fact, it faintly held the upper hand.

Hypnos flew into a rage. Lava Spirits were born from volcanoes and had never been known for their good tempers. He had been sleeping peacefully when these people inexplicably came knocking, and now he was being mocked right to his face. How could he possibly endure that?

But the next moment, Junot descended beside Dylan Fikernando. Crimson laws coiled around him, and his unmatched aura surged straight into the heavens.

"..."

Hypnos suddenly felt that he could endure a little longer. Hmm, all those years of sleep must have changed my temper quite a bit.

"You two, immediately lead your people away. I can generously forgive you for the capital offense of disturbing my sleep," Hypnos said, putting on a fierce front despite his inner weakness.

"It's