The Second Divinity Creature and the Jet-Black Dragon

Thud!

A small wooden boat in the Atelian People style automatically sailed across the dark green sea and slowly docked. Olivia, dressed in a white long dress, covered her mouth as she giggled, floating off the bow first like a light white cloud.

Behind her,

Livina, dressed in a fiery red gown, glared furiously at Evan while unconsciously clutching his cloak tightly, as though afraid he might abandon her in this terrifying place.

Clearly, even a strong-willed "Titled Knight" capable of creating miracles and killing ordinary evil spirits with a glare was not invulnerable.

Letting Livina hold onto him, Evan looked up at the sky deep within the desert.

"Mm, they're here."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Led by two beautiful Ladies whose ages could not be discerned, yet who were both equally graceful, massive Black Cliff Eagles and somewhat smaller crows streaked across the sky.

The birds landed before them, gave their feathers a slight shake, and turned into Shaman Wizards wearing black feather crowns, long robes, and ritual drums at their waists.

They all bowed to the three of them and called out, "Father of Creation."

Clearly, not only had the "God of Death," Wu Hao, fallen into eternal silence, but the more than one hundred Shaman Wizards under his command, led by four third-order Great Shamans, had all pledged allegiance to the Father of Creation.

The noblewoman wearing alluring purple eye shadow respectfully performed a curtsy, lifting the hem of her skirt.

"Good day, great Master!"

Because of Evan's mission,

aside from her prominent status as a Golden Palm Federation congresswoman, Yeher, Lady Crow, who possessed Death Authority, had spent nearly all her time over the past two years in this desolate Mit—hell.

The other lady traveling with her was comparatively more casual. She smiled and nodded to Evan.