"Ari, just let Brother Azhdaha and Veldora go! Xiao... is in danger."
The others all turned pleading gazes toward Mo Li. They could not bear to watch Xiao become like this either.
"...I said it already. No one is allowed to go today."
Mo Li fell silent for a moment before quietly repeating himself.
"Morax!!!"
Brother Azhdaha said angrily.
"I said no one is allowed to go."
Mo Li stared at Brother Azhdaha with utmost seriousness.
"Morax, you'll regret this!"
"Brother Azhdaha, I am the sovereign of the Demon Country!"
Brother Azhdaha and Mo Li stood at odds, neither willing to yield.
Under their confrontation, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly grave. It even felt as though sparks were flying through the air.
Behind Mo Li and Brother Azhdaha, their overwhelming auras seemed to coalesce into phantom images.
Behind Brother Azhdaha stood a majestic dragon that seemed capable of ruling the earth, while behind Mo Li was a divine, noble, and imposing true dragon.
Their powerful presences filled the control room, leaving everyone present except a select few under an indescribable pressure.
One was the second-ranked being of the Demon Country Federation, a terrifying Calamity-class existence capable of ravaging the land and destroying the world.
The other was the strongest in the Demon Country Federation, perhaps even worthy of being called the strongest person in the world—the Martial God, the Geo Archon, a true being who stood above all living things.
After all, both Brother Azhdaha and Mo Li were simply too powerful. They were among the tiny handful standing at the Pinnacle of the Pyramid in this world.
As Rimuru and Veldora watched the two confront each other so fiercely, they felt utterly helpless.
Because they did not know whom they should persuade.
After all, one was the