Divine Emperor of Death

Davis saw the sprawling cities of the Golden Dragon Valley Territory disappear from his eyes one by one before he turned to look at Isabella.

"Why five hundred years, though? You could've demanded more, and they would've still accepted..."

Isabella smirked in response as she moved her lips.

"In five hundred years, I believe that we'll be extraordinary immortals, and I don't believe that these people who have unknowingly wronged us could have the privilege to be slaves to us at that point in time."

"Ahahaha!~" Davis threw his head and laughed out loud, "As expected of my empress, thinking ahead, more further than me."

"As if~"

Isabella blushed and rolled her eyes as she believed that he was the one who saw many steps ahead of her.

"Do you think I'm arrogant...?"

She suddenly couldn't help but look at him in his eyes, seeking his genuine answer.

Davis shook his head, "Certainly not. Instead, I think you're setting the hurdle a little too low."

Isabella blinked before she raised her brows, "What do you mean?"

"Well, let's not talk about it as all discussion pertaining to our growth above immortality is redundant until we could somehow find a way to survive the upcoming disaster."

As Davis spoke, he looked above and saw the widening maw of darkness. He looked for a safe space by traversing the vile vortices but still couldn't find one. The Second Layer and Third Layer didn't have any sign of Calamity Light, but he knew they were too brittle to be taken as a hiding spot.

If this world belonged to someone as he read in the abandoned temple, then the ones who could loom over this world were certainly powerful that Davis felt like they could pierce through the spatial layers and arrive at the Second Layer and First Layer with ease, assuming that there were people who were trying to get into this world as Tian Cangjie did.

He mused that it was useless hiding in the Second Layer and Third Layer, although he also felt it was worth trying if things went south.

"This time, I won't let you die before me."

Isabella tightened her hold over his hand more as she bit her lips, but that caused Davis to almost scoff as he widened his eyes at her.

"Isabella, stop trying to become the man of our household because that's supposed to be me."

"Hehe~"

Isabella giggled, looking quite amused.

"What do you mean by a man of the household? You're the emperor of our empire."

"Then where's my harem consisting of hundreds of beauties?"

Davis raised his brows with a teasing gaze, causing her to look away.

"That is... go away." She pouted, "I'm absolutely not sharing you with that many women. Moreover, big sister would kill you before I can even make a move."

"Haha. Indeed, I could see that coming from miles away. I'm just kidding. Don't rat me out to her, please..."

Davis's voice became terrified while Isabella giggled again.

"But what are you going to do with Bylai Zlatan? She pleaded mercy and admitted her family's wrongs, telling you about their despicable plan. Even for me, I feel some pity in reducing a woman who could congeal a Magnificent Crest and Perfect Foundation into a slave. Although she is prideful and arrogant, which is well deserved because of her talent, not to mention that she's way more talented than me from birth, and if she had obtained my Immortal Inheritance, she might've been even stronger than me."

"Heh, she lacked your luck." Davis chuckled, "But I don't know what to do with her. Take her as your slave or something, and make her look after you and the others. I'd like to stay away from temptations if possible."

"How can it be?" Isabella raised her brows, "If she became mine, you'd eventually lust after her the same. An empress's maid is also her emperor's woman, even if the maid has a status like a slave. Don't you know that?"

"Well-"

As they kept talking, they finally reached the other side of the Golden Dragon Valley Territory through the Territory Gate and stopped, looking at the rows of scarlet-feathered birds align their pathway to a prisoner who was stuck on a nail board.

When they stretched their wings as if welcoming them, Davis and Isabella could see the intrinsical flaming pattern and a dragon-like eye on their underwings that was used to intimidate but instead appeared as beautiful and scenic. Moreover, there was a flaming crest on their crown, burning with intensity as they held their heads high.

"Welcome to my Scarlet Tyrant Hawk Abode, Emperor of Death and Earth Dragon Queen. We've been waiting for you here ever since this fool dared to offend your majestic self."

Davis set his eyes on the source of the melodious voice as he saw a hot red-robed woman greet him with clasped hands. Her flowing scarlet hair flowed down to her waist while she let the front curls hang before the left side of her face. She appeared as beautiful as Shirley, making Davis inwardly appreciate her beauty.

"You are...?"

Isabella asked as she narrowed her eyes while the scarlet-haired woman deeply smiled as she moved her crimson lips.

"I am Quara, the third young miss of the Scarlet Tyrant Hawk Abode, and this is my father, the Abode Master, Quillen."

As she spoke, she gracefully pointed at the scarlet-haired man beside her, who looked middle-aged yet handsomely sexy. His eyes were sharp, while he had a desirable jawline. He glanced at Isabella before moving his gaze towards Davis, clasping his hands.

"Earth Dragon Queen's beauty is well deserved, but I don't see why these brutes would lose their so-called righteous values in order to force your majestic self into a tyrannical relationship. How heartless... How dishonorable... even though we both have dragon blood..."

"Fuck you! You tyrants have Tyrant in your name, and yet you're telling me we're tyrannical!?"

Miron Zlatan flailed on the nail board, trying to get out. However, the more he struggled, the more the nails tore the meridians and skin in his body, effectively rendering the techniques he could cast useless.

Quillen's lips curved in disdain as he knew that Miron Zlatan had practically been aghast a moment ago until the Emperor of Death showed up, acting tough in order to save his face while dying.

On the other hand, Davis was purely surprised about a magical beast talking about relationships. Looks like Nyoran's words that magical beasts were civilized in their Territories were true.

Nevertheless, hearing about the Scarlet Tyrant Hawk Abode talking about having the dragon blood, he wasn't surprised since he knew that they were offsprings from the Fire Dragon's sexual escapades with the Scarlet Heart Flame Hawk that was said to be vastly beautiful and capable of attracting even the lust of many magical beast species. Nevertheless, he also knew that their dragon blood was thin compared to their hawk blood, so they would eventually regress with time, but it seems like they've maintained their blood so far.

How?

By hunting the Domitian Family's Fire Dragon blood, of course!

One could see that their strength wasn't any less, perhaps even slightly equal to the Burning Phoenix that was an offspring between the Fire Phoenix and Vermilion Bird, except the Burning Phoenix Ridge was human-dominated while the Scarlet Tyrant Hawk Abode seemed to be magical beast dominated power.

Still, it did seem like they had fairly regressed over the period of time. Otherwise, wouldn't they still have been powerful like the original Scarlet Tyrant Hawk Abode?

Davis garnered their strength through his senses and came to the assumption that Quillen is as strong as the Starnova Emperor while Quara is as strong as a Peak-Level Emperor Beast Stage Magical Beast even though she was only at the High-Level Emperor Beast Stage.

Nevertheless, looking at Miron Zlatan be nailed to nail board, he wondered if these were used to punish human slaves and arrived at the conclusion that it probably did from the aura of resentment he could feel from it. It was vague but was still visible to his senses.

"Emperor of Death." Quara's crimson lips moved as she possessed a blatant smile on her face, "We have captured this vile human to gift you. Please take care of him as your eminence see fit."

Miron Zlatan's expression froze as he began trembling. His entire body that was stuck on the hundreds of nails were bleeding heavily except his head. If he moved anymore, he knew that his meridians would tear apart, but if he didn't, he would still die.

Davis cast him a look that invoked deep fear in Miron Zlatan, but the gaze was then removed, making him take a breather.

"I heard that you Scarlet Tyrant Hawks were hostile to humans, so why do you want to please me?"

Davis asked as he looked at Quara.

"Oh, it's because we hate humans who attack us, not the ones who have nothing to do with us. We would like to kill or enslave and torture humans who hurt the magical beasts and us under us, but the Emperor of Death is different. We have no history nor conflict, so it's easier for us to make relations with you. There is nothing to be worried about as this is nothing but a sign of goodwill that says that we are not hostile to you. Moreover, we also wanted to see the rumored wicked wolf which terrorized the humans, making us magical beasts proud, but it seems like she is not here, huh..."

She looked around, but unable to find Nadia, she merely cast a wry smile.

Davis narrowed his brows at her before he nodded.

"If that's the case, I can look past that. Well done. This favor isn't big, but I'll appreciate it nevertheless."

At this point, Isabella took a step forward and arrived in front of Miron Zlatan while Quara and Quillen retreated a few steps as they gave her ample space to destroy and vent the injustice caused to her.

"Any last words, Zlatan?"

Miron Zlatan's eyes trembled with fear as he looked at the beautiful woman staring down at her as a golden sword appeared in her hand.

"No... it... it wasn't my fault. It was... it was father's idea to-"

"Even towards the end, no accountability is taken. You pigs who were called Grand Elders deserve to die all the same~"

"...!!!?"

*Puchi!~*

Isabella stabbed the sword into Miron Zlatan's head as she saw the light in his frightened eyes fade. There was no hesitation in her eyes or sword whatsoever as she struck his soul to oblivion. Moreover, the feeling of stabbing through his skull gave her the feeling of euphoria and satisfaction, unlike the feeling of wanting to kill the entire Zlatan Family, which made her unsure and hesitate.

As she removed the sword from his skull, blood and brain matter were coated on before she merely waved it to the side, splashing the blood on the surface before she turned to look at Davis with a wonderful smile.

"One down, another one to go~ Let's take our time torturing him before publically executing him, shall we?"