Prime Originator

Blacksand Desert

Some time ago, when Leon's group just left, leaving Shadowtail and the other dark wyrms behind to gather their entire Dark Wyrm Clan, a young girl's spiritual form materialized in front of them shortly after.

"Greetings, Your Imperial Highness!"

Shadowtail and the other Arch Demon-level Dark Wyrms lowered their heads to the ground in front of the young girl's spiritual form, displaying their subservience.

The Greater Demon-level Dark Wyrms and below knew nothing, but seeing all the Arch Demon-level Dark Wyrms lowered their heads, they also followed suit and lowered their heads in submission.

"At ease," the young girl spoke.

She was none other than the other half of the realm spirit, the Eternal Night Demon Empress's daughter, now called Luna.

As such, it came as no surprise to Shadowtail and the other Arch Demon-level Dark Wyrms when Leon mentioned the exact number of their clan.

They were well aware of the realm spirits' capability.

"Yes, Your Imperial Highness!" Shadowtail and the other dark wyrms raised their heads obediently after Luna permitted them.

"What do you think of that person?" Luna asked while gazing in the direction Leon's group left. "Do you still have any doubts?"

"Just as you mentioned, Your Imperial Highness, Lord Leon may be our Eternal Night Demon Empress Faction's chance to break away from this barren planet," Shadowtail replied.

"The lord was more exemplary than we could have hoped for," he added a glint of awe and reverence.

"I agree," Luna nodded, still feeling incredulous from her discovery.

"Who would have known that the only person with the hope of repairing the Radiant Realm Ship in a thousand years also knew some incredulous blood-refining technique for improving bloodlines…"

"Although I don't know much about the current world's situation outside, I doubt there is another capable of creating such a profound technique in this age. It's most likely a primordial technique, Your Imperial Highness," Nightingale inserted her opinion.

"Not most likely; it definitely is a primordial technique," Luna confidently asserted.

"However, to comprehend the primordial technique to such a degree, the person has to either have a deep background, a master from the primordial times, be a God Incarnate, or be a never-before-seen unrivaled genius."

"Given this world's state, it's unlikely for any power with deep heritage to exist," Shadowtail assumed.

"And the primordial age of gods and devils had long ended, so it is also unlikely for anyone from that age to have survived to the present age; thus, we can rule out the first two possibilities," Luna stated.

"Nevertheless, the last possibility is just as unlikely; it's no different from wishing for a miracle. But regardless of the possibilities, we can be assured that Leon is on our side."

"Continue to serve him with all your beings," Luna instructed.

"Yes, Your Imperial Highness!" Shadowtail and the other dark wyrms complied with a hint of relief in their eyes.

They wouldn't want to become enemies with the only person who could realize their dreams.

Nevertheless, a few dark wyrms had some doubts.

"If I may be impudent as to ask, how can you be so sure that Lord Leon is on our side? Shouldn't it be said that we are on his side, Your Imperial Highness?" A Mid Arch Demon-level Dark Wyrm asked.

"Grandpa Black Turtle said that any person who can sympathize with demons and not blindly separate black from white can be seen as a friend and not an enemy," Luna replied.

"An extremist of the Light Faction would not spare any demons, but this person is raising demons of his own and doesn't hesitate to kill his own kind and other demons as long as they are hostile to him; this is the kind of people we need on our side."

"You need to understand that we are no longer a pure Dark Faction; we can be considered grey, or a neutral faction, in other words," she said.

"Does that mean we cannot take revenge for what the Celestial Alliance did to us, Your Imperial Highness?"

When another Mid Arch Demon-level Dark Wyrm raised this question, Luna's eyes flickered with intense killing intent.

"I never said that," she said in a low tone.

"To be neutral is to reject the views of the Light and Dark Faction and the eternal war between gods and devils that will not stop until one side is eliminated; it doesn't mean we cannot exact our vengeance on our enemies."

"A blood debt must be repaid in blood, whether they are humans or demons," she stated.

"But what if Lord Leon disagrees with our goal to wipe out the Celestial Alliance for what they had done to us?" Nightshade asked.

"This…" Luna paused with a frown.

Just as she prepared to say something, she suddenly sensed Grandpa Spirit getting called from the other side.

"Sigh, we'll continue this talk another time. The other side is calling for Grandpa Spirit."

Shortly after saying that, Luna's spiritual form dematerialized and faded into the background, and left the dark wyrms alone in the desert.

"What shall we do now, Lord Shadowtail?" asked Nightingale after turning to him.

"What else? We will wait here and gather our entire Dark Wyrm Clan before heading west and rejoin with our lord," Shadowtail declared.

"Although we have a separate goal that our lord may or may not agree with, it doesn't change the fact that we have sworn allegiance to our new lord and benefactor."

After Shadowtail said that, Nightingale nodded without further questions.

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Time passed as the waves of the Bone Sea bashed against the dark shores of the western region.

Half an incense's worth of time had gone by since Aria and the dark faes resumed their cultivation while Darlene watched over them.

Suddenly, Darlene narrowed her eyes after spotting the group of dark faes in the distance.

"Tak-si." she tried calling the realm spirit.

'You've called for me, young lady?'

Darlene attempted to call the realm spirit before Tak-si responded to her calling, just as she had hoped.

"What's the strength of the demons pursuing the dark faes?" she asked.

'546 demons, all below the High-rank Lesser Demon level.'

"Then there's no need to let Leon know about this. I will take care of them myself," Darlene declared while gripping her Tier-6 Poison Dagger with a determined look.

It was time to test her strength.