Battle of Saint Domains

What caught Lynn's attention was the name of the "Sword Saint of Destruction."

"Rielmons? Could he be the Demon Rielmons who appeared in the original novel?" Lynn muttered under his breath.

In the original Coiling Dragon novel, when the protagonist Linley arrived on the Purple Thorn Continent of Hell, he and his companions accepted a large-scale escort Demon Mission in order to reach the Blood Peak Continent, where the Four Divine Beast Families were located.

During that mission, Midgods like them merely played supporting roles. The true mainstay of the escort team was a super expert who cultivated the Path of Destruction: the Six-star Demon Rielmons.

Moreover, Rielmons was not merely an ordinary Six-star Demon. He was also a Soul Mutant.

In the end, during his battle with the veteran Seven-star Demon Aliquin, he fused Exotic Profound Mysteries and slew Aliquin in a single stroke!

"Is it just a coincidence of names, or...?" Lynn could not help but grow curious. "Still, their personalities are quite alike!"

The Rielmons from the original novel enjoyed challenging powerful experts everywhere. He was so crazed that he dared to draw his sword even against Seven-star Demons.

This "Sword Saint of Destruction" from the Orlando Plane was no exception. Ever since entering the Saint Domain, he had traveled the continent and challenged other Saint Domain Experts. More than ten Saint Domain experts had died by his hand alone.

And now, he even dared to challenge the strongest Saint Domain expert of the Orc Race!

One had to know that the Orc Race had gods backing them! If he killed the "Dragon Breath Martial Saint," he might very well draw the pursuit of a god!

I hope he survives, Lynn thought silently.

It was already midnight. Duke Harrington had drunk quite a bit that evening, yet he was still too excited to sleep. In his study, fueled by drink, he wrote letters to his many friends, informing them—and incidentally boasting—about Lynn's advancement into the Saint Domain.

"Father!" Lynn pushed open the study door and walked in.

Duke Harrington set down his quill and smiled as he gestured. "Come, sit down and tell me."

Lynn nodded and sat across from him. "Father, the main reason I was able to enter the Saint Domain so quickly was because I discovered a rare treasure of heaven and earth in the Dark Mountain Range: Water of Life. After refining a single drop, my battle qi directly rose to the peak of level nine!"

"Mm, it's normal to have fortuitous encounters. Which Saint Domain expert didn't have a whole pile of them?" Duke Harrington did not think much of it. He had long guessed that Lynn had encountered some opportunity. Otherwise, merely cultivating diligently and accumulating battle qi would not have allowed him to reach the Saint Domain so quickly.

After thinking for a moment, Lynn took out the small bronze cauldron from his Spatial Ring. "Father, the remaining Water of Life is all in here. I'll leave it in your care. You, Mother, Scott, and the others can each take a drop."

Under Duke Harrington's strict upbringing, everyone in the Harrington Family cultivated diligently. His mother was also a level-six warrior.

When selecting husbands for his two younger sisters, Duke Harrington had unhesitatingly rejected the nobles who came seeking marriage. Instead, he chose outstanding graduates from warrior academies for them, even if they were not nobles.

As Duke Harrington put it, "Power and noble status are merely castles in the air. True strength is a stone tower that stands for centuries!"

"There's still some left?" Duke Harrington's eyes lit up at once, but his expression soon turned solemn. "One drop for me and one for Scott will do. The rest must be kept as the family's foundation."

"Even if your mother, Donia, and the others refine Water of Life, they have no chance of becoming powerful experts," Duke Harrington explained. "Giving it to them would be a waste!"

Lynn shook his head. "Mother, Donia, Krista, Scott, and their relatives must all be given a drop of Water of Life."

"Father, there are still more than a thousand drops of Water of Life left. There is enough for everyone."

"What? More than a thousand drops?" Duke Harrington could no longer contain his emotions and shot to his feet.

In The Dragon World, one could live forever upon becoming a Saint Domain expert, while those who failed to enter the Saint Domain could live for only a few hundred years at most. Lynn did not want to emerge from a period of secluded cultivation only to find that all his family members were gone.

It would not just be Water of Life. In the future, if they were willing, he would give everyone Divine Sparks as well, allowing them to refine Divine Sparks and become gods!

Lynn poured out all the Water of Life from the small cauldron, stored it in a Jade Pot, and handed it to Duke Harrington. He also left that large piece of Black Flame Stone with Duke Harrington.

As for the small cauldron, he took it with him.

The material used to forge the small cauldron was of the same grade as Black Jade. This material could be found everywhere in Hell, but in a Material Plane, it was extraordinarily precious.

He intended to ask a Master Refiner to melt down the small cauldron and forge a Divine Artifact for him.

In theory, even a broken kitchen knife or rotten piece of wood, if wielded by a god for hundreds of millions of years and nourished by divine power, would become an indestructible Divine Artifact.

However, the better the initial material used to forge a Divine Artifact, the better.

Of course, Lynn was destined not to use this Divine Artifact forever.

As a God Devouring Rat, he would use Godhead Essence in the future to forge a complete set of Divine Artifacts for himself.

Time passed swiftly, and soon came the day of the arranged battle between the human "Sword Saint of Destruction," Rielmons, and the beastman "Dragon Breath Martial Saint," Cicero.

The area around the Torrent River had long been packed with people. For safety's sake, the Magat Kingdom deployed a great number of soldiers to separate the crowd and prevent a stampede.

Even more people continued to stream in without end, flowing into the crowd like a flood.

"Everyone in the river, get ashore!" Loud shouts echoed repeatedly through heaven and earth.

To prevent anyone from being caught in the aftermath of a Saint Domain battle, all those still fishing or playing in the Torrent River were driven ashore by the kingdom's soldiers. Even those on the riverbank were ordered to retreat more than ten meters and forbidden from approaching the water.

Lynn stood by the river with many nobles of the kingdom.

More and more nobles arrived one after another. Even the king of the Magat Kingdom came in person.

Naturally, they all treated Lynn with respect, and even the king was no exception. They all knew that Lynn had become a Saint Domain expert!

"Lord Rielmons will definitely win! Kill that beastman!" Scott stood beside Lynn, quietly cheering for Rielmons.

Lynn nodded slightly. "Let's hope so."

He was also very curious about Rielmons.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a muffled sound like thunder rang out in the sky. A phantom raced over from the eastern horizon, finally stopping above the Torrent River.

It was a humanoid giant roughly four meters tall, with a dragon's tail, a dragon's head, and brown dragon scales covering his body—a Dragonman, one of the exceptionally powerful members of the Orc Race.

The beastman "Dragon Breath Martial Saint," Cicero, had arrived!

And not long after—

Bzzzz—

An unusual sword hum rang out, and the entire world trembled!

A lean black figure shot through the clouds like a bullet and stopped opposite Cicero!

The human "Sword Saint of Destruction," Rielmons, had arrived as well!