Chapter Sixty-One: Elena Gradually Realizes the Truth

Before we knew it, a month had passed.

With a loud rumble, the magma pool trembled violently.

The intense heat made the air above the magma pool scorch and tremble, as if the space itself was about to melt.

A terrifying and ferocious aura emanated from the depths of the pool, enveloping the surrounding area for miles.

What happened?

With a small fire snake clutched in its claws, Finland crept up to a nearby pool of churning lava.

Finland instinctively shrank her neck; she knew that Loya loved to sleep in lava pools.

When she first learned of this, she thought Loya was a madman and prayed even more venomously that Loya would be burned to death by lava.

Unfortunately, Loya is still alive and well.

Finland was dumbfounded, feeling like the lava was fake.

Therefore, she even tried to test the waters.

The result was predictable.

Finland glanced at the withered tail tip with a complicated expression.

"Lord Roloroa, he slept in the lava pool for more than two days this time, which is unprecedented. Perhaps he is evolving and advancing?" Elena quietly arrived not far away.

Now, she wore a fitted, light blue robe, looking ethereal. Her previously injured appearance had largely recovered, making her as beautiful as ever again.

She squinted, staring intently at the lava pool, and said, "Last time, Lord Roloroya reached Bronze Level 9."

"Given his incredibly fast advancement ability, it's not impossible for him to advance to Silver Level 1 now."

"However, there are always some special circumstances when breaking through to a higher realm. Especially for you non-human, extraordinary beings."

"However, similarly, with each major breakthrough, one's strength will also increase dramatically."

"After this, will he be comparable to a transcendent master?"

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"Ha, I really doubt whether our lord is actually a sub-dragon. His growth rate is far faster than that of any Time Dragon or True Dragon. Only those legendary mutants and monster dragons that have broken through their limits could possibly compare to him." Orpheus was also drawn over by the unusual activity in the lava pool.

When she heard Elena's exclamation, she couldn't help but complain. Her tone was full of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

She also longed to possess such abilities, so that she would be confident she could become a legendary powerhouse comparable to Daenerys Targaryen in a short period of time.

Upon hearing this, Elena paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something.

'Judging by this man's rapid advancement, he shouldn't be too old, right?' Elena's heart raced as an unbelievable thought surfaced in her mind: 'Perhaps he's about the same age as Finn and Orpheus. Also, when we first met, he called himself Loya. That name is exactly the same as that demigod wizard wanted by the gods.'

Elena's eyes became vast and deep.

As she recalled everything about Loya, she realized that Loya was very strange, extremely strange.

Especially that chilling [Inscription] technique, it's truly terrifying.

'Could it really be true? No way, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?' The more Elena thought about it, the more unsettled she became.

There was no way around it; a demigod wizard was a super big shot.

What frustrates her even more is that she had the chance to capture the demigod wizard back then.

'I...maybe I really was blind.' A surge of intense regret erupted like a volcano. If she had seized the opportunity back then, she would have made a fortune.

At that time, true dragons, young dragons, and legends will all be nothing.

Their Kingdom of Philar doesn't need to scheme or plot, nor do they need to waste their energy. They have the opportunity to rise to the top in one step and become a terrifying nation comparable to a thousand-year-old or ten-thousand-year-old empire.

"Damn it!!!" Elena blurted out because she was so shocked and excited.

Finland and Orpheus glanced over instinctively.

"What's wrong with you?" Ophie asked curiously. She sensed that Elena was acting very strangely, unlike her usual calm demeanor, and seemed quite out of sorts.

This was very strange, which completely ignited Orpheus's curiosity.

"Huh?" Elena was a little confused, but in the next instant, she realized what was happening. She quickly composed herself.

"It's nothing, I'm just so envious of Lord Roloroa's talent," Elena explained perfunctorily.

Since things have come to this, and it's all in the past, she can't change it. So let all the regrets be in the past.

People should look forward.

Of course, most importantly, she had no way to resist. Her life was now controlled by Loya, and she was completely out of control.