The sky suddenly turned black.
A deafening thunder followed imdiately.
Boom!
A dazzling white light made the whole world seem dim, carrying an indescribable Heavenly Might, as if it intended to sink the entire earth.
South Los, Xisis Port, Lighthouse.
A golden arrow stood upright.
Before the thunder struck, an invisible force field rose from here, connecting from the Mount Gale Region to Spring Water Town, Grass Branch Town, Bass Town, Barny, then to South Town, Bern Manor, Oakwood Manor, followed by Bol Lake, Mandela, Kemir Manor, Harold Manor's bell tower or mill.
At this mont, South Los beca one entity.
This was one of the trump cards the Old Earl of South Los left for his daughter—known only to the Earl of South Los.
Originally ant as a precaution.
And now?
It was the perfect ti!
"Bonaparte Guard Defense?"
The 'Old Lion' was taken aback, then burst into loud laughter.
"When the Empire fell, the old guard of the Bonaparte family escorted their emperor away in a phalanx, in that battle fifteen thousand old guards all perished, and that emperor fell too.
Later, in the Silver Age, the Earl of South Los shalessly claid to be a descendant of the Bonaparte family... everyone thought he was talking nonsense in his drunkenness, trying to embellish himself, after all, everyone knew he was just an islander.
An islander from Elba Island.
A godforsaken place.
No one believed him, but neither did anyone doubt that the Bonaparte family would have descendants.
Hahaha!
Brilliant! Truly brilliant!
With such an opponent...
I am thrilled!"
The laughter was as deafening as the thunder, and amidst the golden radiance, the 'Old Lion' transford into a true Golden Lion, directly charging towards the descending thunderbolt.
Boom!
The thunder struck directly on the Golden Lion.
The rising montum of the leaping Golden Lion was montarily halted.
But in the next instant, the Golden Lion ascended once more.
At the sa ti, a second bolt of thunder descended.
Followed closely by the third and fourth!
Boom! Boom boom!
After a series of six thunder strikes.
Glowing with a blazing white light, the Countess of South Los hovered in the sky, electric currents in her eyes, and in her ears ca the long-awaited answer.
No specific explanation.
Only an address.
But it was enough.
Swoosh!
The Countess of South Los took a deep breath, exhaled heavily, and the currents in her eyes began to expand.
In a breath, the Countess of South Los transford entirely into...
Divine Spirit!
Yes!
A Divine Spirit!
All the people of South Los who witnessed this, regarded their Lord as a Divine Spirit.
If not a Divine Spirit, how could she fly, how could she wield thunder and lightning?
A zigzag-shaped lightning flashed in the Countess's hand.
She looked at the Golden Lion and threw it directly—
Booming!
A thunder ten tis louder than before.
The thrown lightning grew longer with the wind, transforming into a hundred-ter Thunder Dragon in a breath.
Roar!
The Thunder Dragon roared, changing the colors of the world.
Seas surged, storms ford.
The 'Old Lion' enveloped in golden light beca even happier seeing this.
The Countess of South Los was stronger than he imagined.
Not just a little bit, but truly crossing into the ranks of Demigods.
"This is wonderful!"
The 'Old Lion' trembled with joy.
Isn't this exactly what he needed?
What could be more pleasing than a powerful opponent?
Of course, it's because this opponent is a woman.
He needed such a woman to bear him more competent offspring.
As for both being demigods?
Even among demigods there are differences.
"South Los, would you beco my woman?"
The 'Old Lion' asked directly.
The Countess of South Los squinted her eyes, anger evident, the hundred-ter Thunder Dragon swelled to over twice its size.
The two-hundred-ter Thunder Dragon descended downwards.
The 'Old Lion' grinned.
It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!
Nothing matters!
He didn't plan to persuade with words anyway, he was accustod to using actions—
Roar!
The golden Lion soared up again.
Compared to the massive Thunder Dragon, the house-sized Golden Lion imdiately seed small, especially when the Thunder Dragon opened its mouth, the sense of smallness beca even more apparent.
The Thunder Dragon opened its mouth and swallowed.
The Golden Lion disappeared completely.
Did the 'Old Lion' lose?
Everyone who saw this scene thought intuitively.
However, the serious expression on the face of the Countess of South Los told everyone that it was not that simple.
Sure enough, in the next mont—
Creaaak!
In a tooth-grinding sound, the mouth of the Thunder Dragon was pried open.
The 'Old Lion' with both hands on the upper jaw of the Thunder Dragon, both feet pressing down hard on its lower jaw, had a consistently smiling face.
Then, he leapt out of the dragon's mouth, his hands tightly grasping the Thunder Dragon's tongue.
"Heave ho!"
With a low shout, the 'Old Lion' spun the Thunder Dragon around in mid-air.
Eventually, he threw the Thunder Dragon towards the Countess of South Los.
Before the Thunder Dragon could hit her, it turned back into lightning.
The layers upon layers of electric currents surrounded the Countess of South Los like guards, making it impossible for anyone to breach such a defense.
Except for...
The 'Old Lion'!
The Golden Lion, gleaming with golden light, appeared before the Countess of South Los with an unstoppable stance, raising his hand to grab at her.
In the next mont, the 'Old Lion' grasped the hand of the Countess.
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