At that very moment, the golden dragon head emerged from Mary's Firebird, then raised its head relentlessly, biting the crown on her head.

  The sea of light in the sky gathered, and as the dragon whistled, together they sealed the sun of darkness completely! Then, the jaws of the dragon shut…

  Bang! The dark Lord roared in agony. The scepter of hell that had barely pieced itself back together cracked once more, revealing layers of fissures.

  In front of the Chapter of the Golden Victory, it had no ability to resist at all. It had fallen into the shackles of its music theory when it was absorbing the shadow of Avalon to assimilate it as part of itself unsuspectingly.

  At the moment, the shadow of Avalon turned on him under the control of the Chapter of the Golden Victory, completely overpowering him in a flash.

  "Arthur? What are you doing?" The Dark Sovereign roared in rage but was immediately shocked. "No! You are not…… What the heck are you?!?!" In the mouth of the huge golden dragon, a great force burst forth from the crystal crown covered in cracks, furiously trying to break free from the hold of the dragon head. But the golden dragon was unmoved, and let it struggle. It simply looked around and turned its familiar gaze to Ye Qingxuan.

  The eyes were full of arrogance, as always, and it was as majestic as an emperor. When it looked at other people, its gaze was full of spite. What are you still waiting for?

  Ye Qingxuan smiled. He looked into Mary's golden eyes.

  "Your Majesty, pardon my lack of manners."