Aglaia's Temple of the Sea God

Aglaia racked her brains over how to change Hill's terrifying idea.

She rarely refused gifts from Papa Hill, but this somewhat overflowing fatherly love was a little more than Aglaia could bear.

Anyone who heard it even once would probably hide far away like that little gold dragon.

A streak of white appeared on the horizon beyond the dimensional space. Dawn was about to arrive.

Hill called Aglaia and Telly to head out together. "Aglaia, go choose a location for the temple and think about what materials to use.

Telly, go find a spot in the Sword Mountains for a dragon nest that you like!

There aren't any particularly powerful creatures nearby. Those corrupted animals in the Undead Swamp are probably the strongest ones. Aglaia should be fine, but it's best not to kill them lightly."

"Okay! Papa Hill." Aglaia hurriedly got to her feet.

"There's no need to rush. We have plenty of time." Hill soothed his anxious daughter.

Aglaia narrowed her eyes and smiled at Hill, her heart filled with guilt.

Upon hearing Hill's words, Telly had no intention of asking what Divine Artifact he had made. The moment he left the dimensional space, he flew at low altitude toward the highest peak of the Sword Mountains.

If a gold dragon could live high up, it would rarely choose a low-lying dwelling. Telly knew Hill was an excellent builder, so unless it was especially unsuitable, he would definitely choose the highest peak.

Aglaia slowly walked toward the Undead Swamp.

The divine power fluctuations of her Good Alignment attracted many animals.

No matter what kind of creature they were, they were all steeped in a cold, sinister aura, their fur badly corroded. Looking at the animals whose very bones had begun to deform, Aglaia finally understood why Hill had