The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan didn't understand why Hana had suddenly gone berserk. If the Titan energy would stimulate Hana's devil bloodline, Laruen wouldn't have allowed Hana to get close to Titan in the first place.

Pitch-black energy enveloped Hana's body, slowly rising and forming a sphere in mid-air, constantly extracting the golden Titan energy from Titan's body.

Titan's face was contorted in pain, and his ruddy complexion gradually turned pale. His shouting voice began to weaken.

Attilan's expression changed, and he released a ball of Life Water, merging it into Titan's body, while instructing the surrounding panicked Druids:

"Everyone, quickly take action together! Use healing spells on Titan to replenish his stamina and energy."

Ignoring the dishes and dust that had fallen on them when Hana's released violent energy blew them away, everyone held their staffs, condensing balls of life energy to shine on Titan.

Attilan asked with a stern face:

"Lady Laruen, what's wrong with Hana?"

Laruen was closest to Hana, and the distance she was blown away was the furthest. She covered her bleeding forehead and stood up unsteadily.

Laruen glanced at Attilan but didn't offer any explanation. She simply healed the wound on her forehead with starlight, dispelled the dizziness in her brain, and gave a simple instruction.

"You guys maintain Titan's life. Cutting off Hana's connection to the Titan energy absorption now will only cause her greater stimulation. Wait for me to soothe Hana and calm her down."

"The connection will naturally break. I'll explain the specific situation to you in detail after the matter is resolved."

After saying these words, Laruen put a layer of starlight shield on herself, struggling to approach Hana, who was constantly releasing strange energy outwards.

Although this energy was as black as ink, with a faint aura of evil, in Attilan's perception, Hana's life aura was actually very pure.

It was completely different from the abnormal life aura emitted by the filthy flesh and soul of a devil!

Hana didn't look like a Tiefling at all. Hana, who had been receiving Laruen's starlight baptism for many years, looked more like a Faun covered in fairy starlight than a Tiefling.

More like a Faun than the Faun Meipu!

Meipu should have been expelled from the ranks of elves long ago. He didn't look like a Faun at all. The panpipes around his waist were just for show, not genuine Faun fairy panpipes.

They couldn't be used to cast fairy charm music magic at all.

Faun panpipes were not tools that every Faun possessed. Only outstanding Fauns could obtain carefully selected magic wood, made using fairy magic, and imbued with the fairy will of generations of excellent Fauns.

Only then could the music played from such a Faun panpipe have a sufficiently strong charm effect.

The panpipes in Meipu's hand were indeed made from branches cut from seven kinds of magical trees carefully cultivated by Bearmen in the forest. They were good panpipes, but without sufficient fairy energy to nourish them, the effect of the panpipes was not outstanding.

Until Lulu began to cultivate starlight magic and learned that starlight energy could strengthen and refine fairy panpipes, Attilan had the Faun make a delicate dessert and send it to Lulu.

Requesting Lulu to help refine the panpipes.

Because the Faun was Lulu's fairy magic experimental subject, Lulu readily agreed. Desserts and the like were not important at all. There was no need for the Faun to send them every day, but once every seven days, and the amount sent at one time should be enough to eat for seven days.

Lulu was now soaking in Starfall Valley and wouldn't come out. At night, she would watch the stars and draw in starlight energy, absorbing as much as she could, and during the day, she would convert the starlight energy into her own magic power through meditation.

Therefore, Lulu did not participate in today's banquet.

Laruen finally walked to Hana's side, releasing a hazy and gentle starlight energy from both hands, turning it into strands of energy threads, slowly and firmly penetrating into the energy sphere surrounding Hana.

Just as Laruen was trying to strengthen the seal in Hana's body, Bloodied, who was far away in the Crystal Mountains purifying natural magic, changed his expression.

"Ge'orge, quickly notify Jaina to go help where the devilish arcane energy is erupting! Or release my seal and let me go myself!"

Looking at Bloodied's anxious appearance, the Bearman calmly said:

"Although this devilish arcane energy is pure and ancient, its intensity is not too great, and it is still under seal. Compared to the small problem that the energy has a risk of breaking the seal."

"I think you should be thinking about when to take the initiative to lift the seal. With your daughter's talent, the seal cannot trap her power forever, and you can't just let her be an ordinary person for the rest of her life, right?"

Bloodied smiled bitterly.

"Isn't it good to be an ordinary person?"

"It's not that it's not good to be an ordinary person, but you didn't give her the choice of being an ordinary person or a dark mage. You forcibly made the choice for her."

"I don't think it's right. When she grows up, the devilish aura she leaks will definitely attract the attention of the hell devils. If she is seduced and falls by the devils, the consequences will be even more disastrous."

"What's bad is the devil, not the devilish arcane energy. Don't forget that the Chairman once told us in the last secret history class that devils and angels come from the same source."

"Whether your daughter is a devil or an angel is in the hands of you two!"

Bloodied was silent. At this moment, he realized where he was not as good as the Bearman.

"From the moment Laruen brought Hana into the forest, you have been observing them. You should have discovered the seal in Hana's body long ago, right?"

The Bearman nodded with a deep look in his eyes.

"Didn't you also suspect that your problems might be caused by her? Naturally, I have to observe her more closely to see if there are any problems. After all, in this forest, the person with the strongest observation ability is me."

Bloodied looked at his left hand with a lack of interest.

"Do you think Laruen has a problem? I can't think about this problem at all. As soon as I think that she might... my thoughts can't help but jump around."

"Recalling everything we have experienced, I still can't believe that Laruen has a problem."

The Bearman frowned slightly, took out two red apples brought by the Treant Women from a basket next to him, wiped them, and threw one to Bloodied.

"Is it possible that Laruen doesn't have a problem."

With a crisp crack as he bit into the apple, the Bearman's bite instantly sorted out Bloodied's thoughts.

"That's right, although Laruen's devil bloodline is unusually powerful, I was guided onto the path of death reaping. The one behind the scenes shouldn't be a devil, otherwise, I wouldn't have escaped so easily."

The Bearman raised an eyebrow.

"The bloodline is unusually powerful? How is it unusual?"

Bloodied said seriously and earnestly:

"I suspect that Laruen's father is an incarnation of a Great Duke of the Nine Hells!"

The Bearman silently stuffed the remaining half of the apple into his mouth. He retracted what he had just said. The Great Dukes of Hell rule over a layer of the Hells. How could his daughter just marry someone casually?

Seemingly getting rid of the control of the devils, but how to be sure that the devils are not just playing the long game?

If Bloodied indulged in the wonderful pleasure of creating death, he would inevitably cause a large number of souls to die. Devils can only take away the evil souls that have been corrupted and fallen by them.

But Bloodied's process of creating death will inevitably bring turmoil to the continent, allowing the devils to better corrupt mortals. Just the soul loss caused by the plan to balance the Northland kingdoms is enough for the Great Dukes of Hell to feast on.

Not to mention, corrupting and controlling Bloodied well can take at least a hundred years, not to mention that he can use Bloodied's position in the Druid community to spread the power and fallen thoughts of the devils to the Druid community.

This is, after all, a world that has not yet been the site of widespread corruption by the devils. All major good and neutral factions resist summoning and using demons, the power of devils.

If Hana is of the bloodline of the Great Duke of Hell, then the seal cannot be opened.

"If the bloodline of the Great Duke of Hell has such a powerful force, why can Laruen use starlight to suppress the power of the bloodline?"

Bloodied shook his head with a wry smile.

"I don't know. Laruen said that she didn't have Hana's talent when she was a child. Could it be because the collision of my and Laruen's bloodlines caused some kind of magical positive change?"

The Bearman was silent, feeling greatly hurt. Isn't Hana the kind of child he wanted? Although she has a devil bloodline, Hana has completely controlled this power.

She has the potential to compete for the position of Great Duke of Hell. The strength of each Great Duke of Hell is equivalent to a Level 20 quasi-deity. The Great Dukes of Hell are connected to a layer of the Hells.

If the plane is not broken, they will not die, and they can draw powerful power from the plane.

Of course, this is the weaker Great Duke of Hell. The strength of the stronger Great Duke of Hell can be compared to a demigod, and the Lord of the Nine Hells can compete with a true god.

On the other side, the Treant Woman, who had been notified by the Bearman, teleported to the oak tree in the center of Greenleaf Town, waved her hand, and released a brilliant rainbow that streaked across the sky, accurately landing on top of Hana's head, assisting Laruen's starlight energy to connect to the seal.

The seal, which had been breached, was repaired by Laruen. Titan was finally relieved of the nightmare of being frantically drained of energy, and Hana also quietly landed on the ground.

She blinked her eyes blankly, seemingly not understanding what had just happened.

"Astral Essence! I sensed the aura of Astral Essence!"

Lulu, who was late and riding a fairy dragon, was none other than the one who had been in seclusion to cultivate.

"It's just that the aura is a bit strange. I haven't had time to carefully distinguish it. Why is it gone?"

Lulu suddenly mentioned Astral Essence, and the relevant information in Attilan's inherited memories was instantly blasted out.

Astral Essence was used by ancient gods to create angels, and when angels fought against chaotic demons, some angels gradually fell and became evil devils.

If Laruen and Hana inherited the bloodline of fallen angels, then...