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nArcher stood up from the bed he was lying on, walked over to the doorway, and stepped onto a mountain ledge. From there, he had the perfect view of the primordial-looking jungle below.”

nIt reminded him of the dinosaur documentaries he watched back on Earth. The trees were unnaturally giant, standing as tall as the mountain he was on, which surprised him.

nWithout hesitation, he activated the Aura Detector to send out a mana wave, scanning for nearby creatures. Seconds later, he received hundreds of pings indicating that they surrounded him on the mountain and in the nearby trees.”

nArcher winced as the influx of information overwhelmed him. The pain began to subside just as he heard a voice coming from behind him. ”You better be careful. The jungle beasts are stronger than you are, little dragon.”

nHe spun around and spotted a middle-aged man wearing a Greek toga with bright yellow hair and bright blue eyes that bore into him. ”It would be best if you got stronger to survive the incoming wars,” he said. ”Because they will be vicious, and many will die.”

n”The war with the swarm?” Archer replied. ”And who are you?”

nThe man laughed before introducing himself, ”I am Zarion. The Primordial Thunderbird.”

nZarion approached the edge of the mountain ledge and started talking, ”The Swarm, Dark Ones, Deep Ones, and The Primordial are awakening and venturing onto the surface world, causing chaos,” he continued. ”But the Swarm are taking full advantage and increasing their numbers with fallen titans and many other creatures of the Underrealm.”

n”Interesting,” Archer said. ”What has that got to do with me? I’m an insect in front of some of those monsters. They’re at least four times larger than me.”

nWhen Zarion heard his reply, he started laughing, but he explained, ”You’re the White Dragon and will go as powerful or even more than most of us Primordial.”

nThe older man slapped his hand on Archer’s shoulder before speaking, ”Come, young dragon, try some of my Thunder Tea as you have to return to your empire for the festival.”

nArcher looked at the man and nodded before Zarion started walking back to his cabin while whistling an unknown song. After looking at the jungle below, he soon followed behind the Primordial and sensed several eyes on him.

nHe stepped into the man’s dwelling and found the yellow-haired man motioning for him to sit at a small wooden table. As he took in the scene, he realized the interior was well-decorated and cozy, with warm mana light flickering against the wooden walls.

nZarion, wearing his Greek-style toga, smiled calmly at him as he poured tea from a delicate pot. The tea was a deep shade of yellow, emitting a pleasant smell that filled the room. Archer couldn’t help but feel a tingle wash over him at the sight and smell of the tea.

n“Sit down, Archer,” Zarion said gently, gesturing to the chair opposite him. “You’ve had quite the ordeal, and a moment of rest is well deserved.”

nArcher obliged, settling into the chair and accepting the cup of tea with appreciation. As he took a sip, he found the tea surprisingly sweet, with a subtle hint of citrus that danced on his taste buds.

n“Thank you,” Archer said, a genuine smile forming. “This is delicious.”

nZarion chuckled softly, his bright blue eyes twinkling with amusement. “I’m glad you enjoy it,” he replied. “Consider it a small comfort amidst the chaos of our crazy world.”

nAs they sat together, sipping their tea, Archer couldn’t help but notice Zarion’s aura leaking out, causing him to ask in a curious tone, ”What rank are you?”

nThe older man finished his sip, ”I am on the brink of Godhood, young dragon,” he replied. ”My wife, sons, and daughters are all Demi-Gods.”

nArcher nodded as he continued asking, ”What is this place, and why did you rescue me?”

nZarion smiled, ”This is my realm, Elysium,” he answered before continuing. ”It’s similar to your Dragon’s Domain but just one for Primordials when we reach a certain point.”

n“How do you know about that?” Archer suspiciously asked, taking a sip of the Thunder Tea.

nThe older man laughed before revealing, ”My goddess told me that you have a domain and to come to rescue you as two Primordials were attacking you, and Sirenia and I came to your aid as she was the first person I found.”

nArcher nodded, ”Thank you for your help, Zarion,” he said. ”Is there anything I can do for you?”

nZarion shook his head, ”There’s nothing you could give me, little dragon,” he looked out the window. ”Well, there is one thing: use my realm to get stronger. There are billions of monsters roaming the jungle below and the surrounding lands.”

nWhen he heard the man’s request, Archer’s eyes widened. ”The beasts I sensed were stronger than me. Are there weaker ones I’m able to start with?”

n”Yes,” the older man replied. ”If you fly west until you see a waterfall with a giant tree in front of it, you will find a land of beasts at your rank and below.”

n”Thank you,” Archer nodded. ”I appreciate your help.”

nZarion chuckled, ”I didn’t do much besides bringing you here. Thanks to the Deep One’s Anti-Venom skill, you survived against the Swarm’s poison.”

nWhen Archer heard that it caught his interest, he asked, ”Deep One?”

n”Yes,” he replied without hesitation. ”The blood witch Lucrezia is the daughter of the Deep One King Echthros Thalasson, a tyrant in the Upperdark of the Underrealm.”

n”Oh, I didn’t know that,” Archer commented. ”She’s a lovely woman but does have an evil aura, which makes sense now.”

nZarion’s laughter intensified, prompting Archer to squint suspiciously. However, their exchange was interrupted by a piercing screech. Both turned sharply towards the entrance just as a radiant light nearly blinded them, heralding the arrival of a woman.

nWith white hair that cascaded down her back and eyes matching Zarion’s yellow ones, she exuded an aura of power. Archer thought she was in her late twenties or early thirties but knew it was pointless to guess, as it differed with people on Thrylos.

nMeanwhile, the woman’s gaze finally landed on Archer, causing her to smile, ”Oh, Moirai sent you on another quest, I see,” she spoke in a soothing voice. ”Sirenia said she ate a large ape monster and is sleeping.”

nZarion chuckled before replying, ”Yes, she ate the Abyssal Legion’s Goramoth like the greedy girl she is.”

nThe two stopped and laughed as Archer continued to watch until Zarion introduced him, ”This is Archer the White Dragon,” he said. ”Moirai’s Chosen.”

nAfter speaking, Zarion turned and introduced the woman, ”This is my wife Zapora, known as the Stormbird Primordial.”

nArcher greeted the woman with a charming smile, ”It’s nice to meet you, Zapora.”

nShe returned it with one of her own as she sat next to Zarion. Staring at Archer with narrowed yellow eyes like he’d stolen her daughter caused him to question, ”Why are you looking at me like that?”

n”Are you trying to charm my wife?” Zarion asked, his tone tinged with jealousy, which made him laugh.

n”No, I’m not,” Archer replied with a smile. ”I don’t chase after taken women except one, but that’s irrelevant to this situation.”

nZarion nodded before speaking, ”You may return here after your festival. I heard it’s a lively event in the Avalon Empire.”

n”I don’t know, as I’ve never been,” Archer answered as greed gleamed in his eyes. ”I’m excited as my father-in-law owes me a huge fortune.”

nThe white-haired woman’s giggles only fueled her husband’s growing jealousy, but the older man shook his head before waving his hand and handing over a medallion. ”What’s this?” Archer asked. ”You better not be proposing to me, Zorian. I’m not into men.”

nWhen Zapona heard this, she started laughing harder, which caused the Primordial Thunderbird to sigh in frustration before explaining, ”No, you stupid dragon. It will allow you to enter my realm if you send mana into it so you can level up.”

n”No need for insults, old man,” Archer retorted before charmingly smiling at the beautiful Zapona. ”I will leave now and shall see you in a few days, lightning bird.”

nAfter speaking, Archer teleported to the domain, and Zarion blasted the chair he was in just as he vanished. He reappeared in the living room and found Halime, Ella, and Kassandra drinking tea while relaxing on the sofas.

nThree beautiful smiles appeared on the three girls’ faces, which caused Archer to stop moving and admire them. Halime’s radiant smile was full of love and warmth, making his heart flutter.

nElla’s smile was heartwarming, making him feel welcome and conveying her love without words. Kassandra’s smile was enchanting and caught him off guard. All three girls radiated love as they stood up.

nThe half-elf was the first to approach and tiptoed to grab his face. Ella pulled him down and kissed him, and he felt her delicate pink lips were smooth and soft, like the velvet texture he adored.

nArcher returned the kiss with just as much passion, causing Ella’s body to tremble when she felt the intensity of his love for her through their kiss. Their passion ignited a fire within them, increasing the intensity even more.

nElla’s hands roamed his body, getting lost in the well-defined muscles and the beating of their hearts. After a few minutes, the two separated. He noticed her cheeks were red and her breath heavy, which made for a beautiful view.

nHer short blonde hair was tied into a tight bun with odd strands hanging down her face as she panted, staring into his eyes. Archer watched her smile before speaking, ”That felt amazing.”

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