With a flick of his claw, he wove the perfect fusion of all those powers—the Dragon God Bloodline, a force beyond mortal comprehension.
A luminous orb of pure, divine energy ford in the air before him. Within it, the power of Celestial radiance, the abyssal might of the Nether, the tiless force of Chronos, the consuming Void, the destructive fury of Sunder, the relentless Storm, the deep Abyss, the searing Infernal, and the boundless Arcane—all rged into one supre essence.
Valeris's eyes glead with hunger as she stepped forward.
"As expected of my mate," she purred. "To think you can recreate the power of a god itself…"
She opened her maw, her body already resonating with the divine force. Asher gently guided the orb toward her, and the mont it touched her, golden and crimson runes ignited across her scales. The overwhelming power surged through her veins, rewriting her very existence.
She let out a deafening roar as her body transcended—her White Nether Ancient Dragon form evolving beyond its limits. Her once-immaculate white scales now shimred with prismatic radiance, reflecting every elent in existence. Her wings expanded, wreathed in celestial fire and void energy. Atop her head, a crown of nine interwoven gems materialized, mirroring Asher's own, marking her as his true equal.
The transformation settled, and Valeris took a deep breath, feeling the limitless power coursing through her. She flexed her claws, her very presence warping reality with each movent.
"This…" she whispered, awe flickering in her glowing crimson eyes. "This is true divinity."
Asher grinned, stepping toward her. "Now, my Queen, we stand as equals. Dragon Gods."
Valeris chuckled, tilting her head. "Not just equals, my love… Mates. The strongest in all of existence."
"I guess now you are ready to leave for your world, though I'm pretty sure it won't be an easy task," Valeris said.
Asher nodded. "I know that. After all, I don't even know where it is," he admitted.
The only thing he knew was that his world, Volarisa, was located in a distant galaxy where only three worlds remained. One was his own, while the other two were a collection of different worlds ruled by two rival races.
These two races—the Negukir and the Cotis—were locked in a constant struggle for supremacy over the galaxy. Volarisa was the only unconquered world between them… or perhaps there were other hidden ones. However, this was the only clue he had.
Asher clenched his fists. "Still… I have to find it. No matter what."
"Then what is your plan?" she asked, watching Asher fall silent.
"As I thought—no plan," she sighed, seeing his hesitation.
'Well, I can't just say. I was planning to use my Absolute Appraisal to scan the entire universe and locate the right galaxy,' Asher thought inwardly and simply said.
"I have an ability that can help ," he added after a mont " with it I can find my galaxy and then easily my World."
Valeris narrowed her eyes. "Hmm… then I suppose I will go with you. But after that ability reaches its limit, you will need , and I will help you find it," she declared.
Asher nodded. "Thank you," he said sincerely.
She smirked. "There is no longer any need for thanks between us," she said before leaning in closer.
In the next few days, Asher spent ti with Serena, as well as the others he had t throughout his journey. She wanted to go with him but also had her responsibilities—to take care of her family. However, Asher did not leave without helping her.
He hunted down the God of Slaughter, the very deity who had been in stasis, waiting for the perfect mont to strike. Asher killed him and absorbed all of his power, transferring part of it to Serena, ascending her to True Transcendent Form.
With her healing abilities, she transford into a goddess—an entity equal to the God of Life and Light.
She was now a force of her own.
anwhile, Cua had also stepped into his destiny. Asher had entrusted him with the future of the Dragon Race, leaving him behind to oversee the Dragon Kingdom and protect them, as the next Dragón King this is his duty and will also not follow after them.
As Cua carried the blessing of his mother's bloodline—the White Nether Ancient Dragon—his future was clear. He would protect the Dragon race until the next Dragon King was chosen. However, that decision might take generations, as very few could surpass Cua in strength anyti soon.
With such overwhelming power, he might be forced to follow his mother's path of self-reproduction, just as Valeris had done when she gave birth to him.
Dragon Self-Reproduction was an ancient safety chanism, ensuring that the bloodline remained pure and continuously strengthened. However, this thod was extrely rare and sacrificial, as it required an imnse price to be paid.
Valeris had massacred countless Ancient Deities, absorbing their essence, blood, and cores to forge Cua's existence. She had given birth to him alone, using the power of death and rebirth to create a being worthy of the Dragon Throne.
However, since Cua was male, his process would differ. Instead of solely using his own power, he would have to find a female Dragon, infuse her with his essence, and empower her using the energy from slain Dragons. By doing so, he could create a successor powerful enough to uphold their legacy.
Or perhaps… sothing unforeseen would occur.
Maybe, in the distant future, a new anomaly would erge—like Valeris and Cua would end up getting a wife or mate in Dragon terms.
"Are you ready to leave?" Valeris asked, standing in the vast expanse of space, her majestic form glowing under the starlight.
This was the beautiful new world Asher had called ho for the past two decades—a world he had lived and made new companions.
"Yes," he said with a sigh, casting one last look at the planet below.
Without hesitation, he began to move away, his figure disappearing into the endless cosmos, leaving this world behind as his journey toward Volarisa finally began.
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