CHAPTER 489: CHAPTER 481: DIVINE COUNTRY

Baphomet came abruptly, left in haste, and was soon gone; otherwise, Leon wouldn’t mind hosting Him.

"You see, I’ve always said, His Majesty is kind-hearted and would never harm you; on the contrary, He would help you." Isily blushed with excitement at seeing the revered Baphomet. "When you go to Aphnas, you can use that scale in case of danger... Can I see that scale?"

"Here." Leon handed over the scale, "As a Red Dragon, as long as I don’t openly side with Baphomet, Tiamat will definitely not harm me."

"Since you trust Him so much, you could have gone to Aphnas long ago. Why prepare so much?"

Isily glanced slyly at Leon, her mouth slightly curved with a hint of teasing, comparing the scale Leon gave her with the scale on her little arm... Platinum Scales are indeed more beautiful than Silver Scales; she is quite bold, daring to compare with His Majesty Baphomet.

"Isn’t that being prepared for anything?" Leon added with a smile, "Didn’t I tell you the principle of not standing under a dangerous wall?"

Isily sneered. Since becoming the Princess, the number of times she’s quarreled with Leon has increased significantly.

Unconcerned, Leon reached out to ruffle Isily’s silky silver hair.

Isily exclaimed, feigning anger as she glared at Leon.

Leon needed some time to digest the impact of Baphomet’s visit to Watchtower Port and didn’t immediately set off for Aphnas to visit Tiamat. After thoroughly studying the intricate relationship between Baphomet and Tiamat, he then packed his things, brought his awakened Divine Sword, especially the carefully prepared elixirs, and pulled out the Plane Talisman.

Finally returned to Aphnas.

Aphnas was still the same, with a blood-red glow lingering in the air, aimless yet deadly fireballs screamed through the sky, tooth-like peaks appeared on the distant horizon, and on a scorched, rubble-strewn wasteland, blood and entrails were visible everywhere.

Leon wasn’t anxious to go to Tiamat’s Divine Country, mainly worried about some conflict with Tiamat, which might cause him to leave Aphnas in haste, so he decided to wander around Aphnas instead... He had long been thinking about Hell Bliss City.

"It’s been many years since Your Excellency has come."

"Would you like an extension?"

Compared to the spa services Hell Bliss City provided, which included dream therapy, whole-body restoration, and life extension, along with numerous other desires catering to health or indulgence, Leon preferred the dining services, enjoying the cuisines from various planes.

Those cuisines could even grant diners the effect of a Six-Ring Spell Hero’s Feast, though there were side effects, they had no impact on him.

"What’s this?"

"I’ll have two of the same."

Hell Bliss City had many shops selling all sorts of odds and ends; Leon didn’t forget to buy some small gifts to take back to his beloved daughter.

After leaving Hell Bliss City, Leon first went to the Blood War Battlefield for a look, only to see demons had once again set foot on the land of Aphnas, and the commander of the demon army was a Balor.

A group of Floms discovered Leon and charged at him with a roar.

Leon didn’t make a move; he snapped his fingers to enter an invisible state, leaving the Floms flailing around in anger, letting out roars of fury.

After watching the Blood War, Leon found a place to try using Nine Breath Qi... In a place like Aphnas, where air pollution abounds, there wasn’t any nature’s spiritual energy to speak of, but Nine Breath Qi could still be utilized since the essence of nature’s spiritual energy is Magic Power, which Aphnas had in abundance, though the effect would be significantly reduced.

Bell was never Leon’s friend; who would foolishly make friends with a devil, they were just partners. Leon, having nothing to do, didn’t seek out Bell for a chat; instead, he went to the House of Hope with great interest, spending a little time finding the Worm Cave at the end.

The Worm Cave was the place where devils transformed fallen souls into miserable and filthy inferior demons; the pit was full of mud, with white worms writhing ceaselessly, exuding a clear aura of corruption and evil.

A horde of Pain Demons dragged trembling and foolish soul shells from carts and carriages to the edge of the deep pit. Subsequently, the worms would devour these souls devoid of resistance, and their putrid excrement would merge into gel-like inferior demons, which the Pain Demons would retrieve.

"How disgusting." Leon frowned as he watched.

In the appendices map of the Nine Layers of Hell, there were markings of each Divine Country’s entrance, each leading to a separate and almost infinitely vast Divine Country, which, strictly speaking, no longer belonged to any part of the Nine Layers of Hell.

The Worm Cave sprawled here, blocking the gate to Tiamat’s Divine Country. An Abisha Red Dragon Demon named Alaric—wielding a Nail Head Hammer, stronger than an adult Red Dragon with a Challenge Level as high as 19—was responsible for defending Tiamat’s Divine Country from intruders.

Land-based creatures must pass through a cave protected by the Worm Cave. Naturally, Leon, who had the ability to fly, needed only to fly over that steep cliff—the Dragon Cliff—where the dragon-shaped spires of the fortresses in the Tiamat Mountain loomed amidst these rugged peaks.

Leon was now accustomed to cloud riding, just flown over the Dragon Cliff, entering Tiamat’s Divine Country, when an adult Red Dragon flew out, steadily hovering in mid-air, blocking Leon’s path, staring him down, and loudly demanding: "Who are you? How dare you trespass here!"

Leon paused slightly, glanced down, and only then remembered he was in human form, not even in Dragon-man form, and said: "I’ve come to pay homage to His Majesty."

Upon hearing this, the adult Red Dragon bared its teeth, revealing a mouthful of knife-sharp fangs, snorting two streams of fiery breath, and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? His Majesty is someone you can see at will?"

"Then could you please inform him for me?" Leon stretched his neck, his body rapidly expanding and transforming, soon reverting to Dragon Form.

The adult Red Dragon looked at the colossal beast suddenly appearing before him, that terrifying Super Giant Red Dragon, at least ten times his size, felt an invisible pressure crashing upon him, inexplicably breathless, and involuntarily trembled.

"I, I..." The adult Red Dragon couldn’t speak.

"My name is Leon." Leon’s voice was deep and authoritative.

Having said that, Leon shifted his gaze from the adult Red Dragon because he sharply noticed an Ancient Green Dragon flapping its massive wings, flying towards him.

The Ancient Green Dragon halted before Leon, respectfully saying: "His Majesty Tiamat sent me to greet Your Excellency, Leon."

"You should call me His Majesty Leon." Leon narrowed his eyes at the Ancient Green Dragon, emitting a fierce, menacing aura.

The Ancient Green Dragon took several deep breaths, deeply lowering its head.