Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

The sounds of battle echoed through the air.

As the golden lock shattered, the spatial barrier blocking the entrance to Skyfeather Sanctuary dissolved into nothingness. The warriors from Sky Sanctuary charged in without hesitation.

Skyfeather Sanctuary had already been reduced to a ragtag group of elderly and wounded soldiers. Faced with the overwhelming morale and force of the Sky Sanctuary troops, they stood no chance.

In just a short time, they were utterly defeated, their armor discarded, and their forces scattered.

"That was fast."

Watching Skyfeather Sanctuary crumble so quickly, Timothy couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy.

He had come out here to avoid the goddess, after all.

But now, in just a few hours, Skyfeather Sanctuary had fallen, and evening was fast approaching.

If he went back now, wouldn't he be mercilessly drained by his wife?

Sure, the goddess was breathtakingly beautiful—especially in the bedroom, where her mix of seven parts shyness and three parts seduction was utterly irresistible.

But thinking about how his body had been growing thinner and weaker lately, Timothy felt a chill run down his spine.

She was gorgeous, no doubt about it, but she was also deadly!

Until he figured out a way to deal with her properly, there was no way he could go back to Sky Sanctuary!

Just then, Timothy noticed a faint red glow flickering deep within Skyfeather Sanctuary.

"Is that... the Dragon Blood Formation?"

At first, Timothy hesitated, but then, in an instant, he exploded into motion with a speed that was almost impossible to track.

Like a bullet, he shot toward the source of the red light.

The two Holy Emperors had guarded the Dragon Blood Formation's existence with extreme secrecy. If anyone got too close, the formation would immediately self-destruct.

But this time, Timothy wasn't about to let that happen.

Sure enough, the red glow began to contract violently, and a powerful sense of pressure built up within the formation.

Then, with a deafening boom, the Dragon Blood Formation detonated.

But just before the explosion, Timothy had already dashed inside.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the blood-red crystal at the heart of the formation.

Boom!

A cloud of crimson smoke erupted, and the massive explosion leveled everything within several miles.

But as the blood mist slowly dissipated, Timothy stood there, unharmed, a faint golden aura surrounding him.

However...

As Timothy channeled his energy into the blood crystal to investigate, his expression grew slightly more serious.

Within the crystal, he could sense the aura of a Holy Emperor-level being.

And it wasn't just from one Holy Emperor—it was the deathly aura of over a dozen Holy Emperors!

No wonder the Dragon Blood Formation had been so terrifyingly powerful.

It seemed his wife had been right. Something had definitely gone wrong at the Sepulcher of the Sacred, the place where countless Holy Emperors were buried.

This was something he'd have to discuss with Sylvia once he got back to Sky Sanctuary.

But before that...

Timothy's eyes gleamed with a golden light as he scanned the area beneath the Dragon Blood Formation.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist in the direction of the ground.

In an instant, blue flames erupted, and the earth beneath him burned away like paper, revealing what lay below.

Beneath the Dragon Blood Formation, dozens of figures lay slumped against the walls or sprawled on the ground, weak and barely conscious.

And all of them were covered in scales, with tails extending from their backs—"dragon princesses."

No, that wasn't quite right. They couldn't really be considered true dragons.

Timothy could clearly sense that their dragon bloodline wasn't nearly as pure as that of the real dragon race.

It was likely that these creatures belonged to the lower-tier Sea Serpent clan.

It seemed the Dragon Blood Formation not only used the bloodline of the old dragon Aurelian, but also filled it with the blood of these Sea Serpents.

When it came to anything related to dragons, Timothy didn't hesitate. He let out a sharp whistle.

"Meow~

Wait, no... Roar~"

Before long, a soft, childish dragon roar echoed from the sky.

A figure with golden scales, Azura, descended from the heavens, transforming into her human form as she landed.

"You finally remembered me," Azura said with a hint of melancholy.

After all, ever since Valentine's Day, Timothy had been busy showing off his affection for the goddess, and he hadn't sought her out in quite some time.

Especially...

Sniff, sniff, sniff.

Azura leaned in, sniffing Timothy all over, her small face showing a trace of confusion.

But as she continued sniffing, her face suddenly flushed red.

Her sense of smell was incredibly sharp, far beyond what humans could detect.

"You... you really did it with the goddess! You made her a woman!" Azura exclaimed, her face turning even redder.

"What do you mean, 'made her a woman'?" Timothy was momentarily stunned, but quickly understood what Azura was getting at.

Wow, of all people, Azura was the first to figure it out.

And she did it by smelling him, of all things.

"You little brat, what's going on in that head of yours all day?" Timothy knocked her lightly on the head.

"It's true, though! Why can't I say it...?

But wow, that's amazing. If only I could've seen it with my own eyes.

I've only ever heard about it from the old dragon, never seen it for myself..." Azura mumbled.

Her comment earned her another, harder knock from Timothy.

"What are you dragons learning these days?" Timothy sighed, exasperated.

If Azura weren't already a 200-year-old "child," he'd seriously start questioning the current state of the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon.

"Ow, that hurt!" Azura rubbed her head, tears welling up in her eyes. Clearly, that last knock wasn't light.

Not daring to say anything more, she walked over to the weakened female Sea Serpents.

The Sea Serpent women were clearly in bad shape, their life force seemingly drained to the point of exhaustion.

"Their essence has been damaged, but thankfully, it's not beyond repair. With enough rest, they won't fully recover, but they should improve significantly," Azura said after examining the Sea Serpents.

Timothy nodded. "Do you know where they're from?"

"If I'm not mistaken, judging by their... figures, they should be from the Sea Serpent clan of the Central Continent," Azura said, glancing at the prominent curves of the dragon women, her voice tinged with a bit of envy.

"Judging by their figures..."

If it weren't for the serious look in Azura's eyes, Timothy would've thought she was just making things up.

"The Sea Serpent clan from the Central Continent? Then take me there," Timothy suddenly said.

"Why do you want to go there?" Azura blinked, clearly surprised.

"To return these Sea Serpent women, of course. Besides, they might not be safe right now. Who knows, you might even get the chance to save some distant relatives and boost your reputation as the Dragon King," Timothy said with a grin.

Azura tilted her head, clearly taken aback by Timothy's reasoning.

It did sound like a good idea.

But as she looked at Timothy, a suspicious expression crossed her face. "Weird... why do I feel like there's some kind of scheme here?"

After all, when had Timothy ever been this kind-hearted?

"Come on, what scheme? I'm just helping you establish your dragon authority," Timothy said with a carefree smile.

Though his smile seemed perfectly innocent, it only made Azura feel even more uneasy.