Return to the Sea of Death

The engagement to Olyphus was merely a ceremony. Aside from a symbolic kiss, there were no further intimate gestures—let alone any follow-up pa pa pa. Though the little black dragon had shown a rare blush when they kissed, her attention swiftly shifted to the precious gemstone set into the ring.

Augulas kept his word and departed for the Sea of Death with Chen Rui the following day. Finding ordinary travel too slow, Augulas transformed into an enormous black dragon and grasped his son-in-law in his claws. With the wind howling past his ears, they had already left the bounds of Darkmoon Territory.

A demigod-level Dragon, even without using a divine ability like teleportation, possessed terrifying flight speed alone. That velocity was nearly enough to compress space itself. Had it been an ordinary person, the wind pressure would have torn their body to pieces.

Before long, the two arrived at the edge of the Sea of Death, south of Blue Lava Territory.

The Sea of Death stretched boundlessly before them. This time, Augulas did not try to show off and boarded the Mandala.

This was not Chen Rui's first time in the Sea of Death. The sand people were even more seasoned sailors, steering the ship with effortless familiarity toward the Water Elementals' waters.

As they entered a stretch of sea, waves of singing drifted over from afar.

"Sirens?" With his hundreds of thousands of years of experience, Augulas immediately identified the source of the song.

Chen Rui nodded. When he and Moore had entered these waters before, they had been attacked by Harpies and Sirens. Moore had then displayed his might, killing a great number of the attacking harpies and subduing the Siren race.

Augulas' senses were far beyond Chen Rui's. He heard even more. "This song... they seem to