The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan awkwardly waved his dragon claw.

"Don't say such things, Teacher. I can't bear it. I'm happy today, so let's hold a small banquet in the Immortal Court and invite the ministers of the Immortal Court to participate."

Attilan lovingly embraced the Queen of Autumn.

"During the time I was away, you and the ministers worked hard to handle the government affairs. Now that I'm back, let me help you share half of the remaining government affairs."

The Queen of Autumn smiled and snuggled in Attilan's arms.

"Okay."

In fact, the hard work was all done by the ministers. When the Queen of Autumn first came back, she really wanted to do everything herself, as Attilan had encouraged, but after trying it for a few days.

She found that she really didn't have as much patience as the other her.

Then it turned into her handling the key government affairs, and all the other less important and trivial government affairs were thrown to the ministers to handle.

If the ministers didn't handle it well, they would report it to her for processing.

The Earth Mother came because of a government affair related to the Earth Mother that she had handed over to the ministers, but the ministers had messed it up, so the Earth Mother had to come to the Queen of Autumn herself to deal with it.

If it weren't for maintaining her image in Attilan's mind, the Queen of Autumn really wanted to hand over all the government affairs to Attilan to handle.

"Did the Earth Mother come to you about something?"

The Queen of Autumn sighed and said:

"A brown goblin tribe that believed in the Earth Mother was wiped out by the invading army of the Summer Immortal Court. The reason was that there was a loophole in the defense line, and they didn't receive any information when they went deep into the brown goblin's tribe."

"The final result was that the Immortal Court didn't receive the news that the brown goblin tribe had been killed and captured until three days after the brown goblins were completely wiped out."

"But the leader of the team was just a legendary mage, according to the rules of engagement, I can't take action."

Attilan's eyes narrowed.

"Don't worry, with me here, this kind of thing won't happen a second time. Since the Summer Immortal Court can rob our goblins, we can naturally rob theirs in return!"

Dishes were quickly completed in Attilan's hands, and the tempting aroma invigorated the tired ministers.

The Queen of Autumn beckoned to them.

"These are prepared for you by the King Consort, to reward you for your hard work for the Autumn Immortal Court. After you finish eating, you should send the news of the King Consort to all parts of the Autumn Immortal Court as soon as possible."

"Let the people know about my King Consort, the God of Food and Harmony of the Autumn Immortal Court."

"Yes."

Hearing that there was a task, the ministers only felt tired.

They couldn't be clearer about the level of the Immortal Court chefs. It wasn't as delicious as the dishes that the one at their house casually made.

This King Consort uses food and harmony as his divine duties. It sounds like he relied on sweet words to coax the Queen to the throne.

An old minister looked at his withered left hand.

"My half of my body, which was damaged by the withering divine power of the demigod of the Summer Immortal Court five hundred years ago, actually shows signs of recovery!"

Attilan heard the old minister's exclamation and immediately came over to check.

"I should be able to cure the injuries caused by the withering divine power. The God of Food is not only to satisfy the desires of the mouth and stomach, but also to coordinate the abnormalities of the life body."

Saying that, Attilan waved his hand gently, and a pile of materials flew out of the plate held by the maid and fell into a ball of emerald green water of life he condensed, and then the golden-red gunpowder scorched the outer layer.

In less than ten minutes, the flames dissipated, condensing into a purple-red crystal.

Attilan gently cut open the old minister's withered left hand, accommodated the crystal, and wiped the wound with the water of creation to heal it.

"Old minister, how do you feel now?"

The old minister frowned slightly.

"I feel very uncomfortable with the crystal stuffed in my hand. I want to take the crystal out."

Attilan smiled slightly.

"It seems that your body has begun to recover under the treatment of the Stone of Life."

The old minister was stunned, and then he excitedly slowly raised his left hand.

"My hand… is really recovering."

Attilan took out a stack of information and handed it to the old minister.

"This is the Icefire Magic Chef I designed, which can quickly process various materials to make dishes with various magical effects. When promoting the name of my Autumn Immortal Court's King Consort, the God of Food and Harmony."

"By the way, promote the Icefire Magic Chef as well. I think with the Icefire Magic Chef, the logistics support capabilities of the Autumn Immortal Court's army can be improved."

Attilan's move of taking and taking directly conquered the ministers present.

The King Consort is not a vase, but a demigod with real talent and practical knowledge.

The ministers looked at the Queen of Autumn with some surprise. They didn't expect that their Queen would one day be able to make such a reliable decision.

The Queen of Autumn paused as she enjoyed the braised pork knuckle. What did you ministers mean by the look in your eyes just now?

"Yes, King Consort, the respected God of Food and Harmony."

Hearing the ministers bowing to Attilan so respectfully, she happily raised her head. Forget it, I won't bother with this group of ministers. I will still need them to help me handle government affairs in the future.

If the ministers are dealt with, who will help her work?

Legendary professionals can also get basic respect in front of gods.

Lulu stared blankly at all this. As a goblin from the Summer Immortal Court, she knew best the status of the people in front of her. Any minister of the same status in the Summer Immortal Court could easily crush her.

However, a group of big figures in her eyes respectfully surrendered to Attilan.

She still remembered when she first met Attilan, she needed to ask her for knowledge of druids and goblins, and she admired her, the erudite goblin druid master.

As a result, in just twenty years, the little dragon who once admired her has transformed into a high-ranking dragon lord, and can even be called the Dragon God.

Looking back on her own twenty years, even if she worked hard to study the power of goblins and druids, her progress was very meager. She is still only a level 19 druid.

Compared with Attilan, the gap is like a high mountain and a pebble.

Lulu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Lulu looked at the Vine Woman and found that there was only pride on her face, and she didn't seem to be hit by Attilan's heaven-defying rate of progress at all.

She asked curiously:

"Master Jiana, Attilan's strength has surpassed yours. Don't you feel lost?"

The Vine Woman held up a ball of dazzling goblin brilliance.

"The talents between different races and different individuals are inherently very different. If you can't quickly adjust your mentality when facing a huge gap, then your achievements are destined to be limited."

“Elemental dragons are inherently more powerful than ordinary dragons, and the geniuses among them are hailed as legendary dragons who aren't legendary dragons. This is because these elemental dragon geniuses can attain power comparable to legendary dragons as they grow.”

“And Attilan is even more talented than those elemental dragons whose power rivals legendary dragons. According to my judgment and that of Gai'ogai, Attilan is born with the potential to achieve godhood!”

Lulu looked at Attilan in shock.

“He's that amazing?”

The Vine Woman smiled slightly, pointing to Attilan, who was healing the ministers in the arena.

“Isn't he already proving me right?”

Lulu gasped and gave a thumbs up excitedly.

“I never thought you could make such delicious cold noodles with pixie cassava! The dipping sauce made with colorful dazzling peppers is especially stimulating to my tongue.”

“Moreover, the energy of these ingredients has been transformed into a force, like flames burning in my body, making my magic purer and giving me some insights into pixie characteristics.”

“If I eat this cold noodle dish every day, I should be able to become a Grand Druid within ten years.”

The Vine Woman pointed to the divine light emitted from Attilan's dragon claws while he was preparing the dishes.

“Today, in order to prove to the ministers that he is a capable royal consort, Attilan has used his full power, mobilizing all the divinity he possesses to bless the divine power of the food.”

“Only then could he create divine power dishes with such miraculous effects. These ingredients are not particularly outstanding. Without Attilan's divine power, do you think these ingredients would have such excellent effects?”

Lulu immediately perked up, pulling several servings of the dishes in front of her.

“Since these dishes won't be available after this time, I'll eat more. Attilan will only get busier and busier in the future, and I don't think he'll have time to specially invite us old friends to a banquet again.”

Lulu ate heartily, noticing that the pixie radiance in the Vine Woman's hand was constantly flickering, but she hadn't eaten anything. She asked curiously:

“Master, why aren't you eating?”

“I'm at a critical stage of condensing pixie divinity, and I can't eat food containing other kinds of divine power, otherwise it will destroy the atmosphere I've managed to create.”

Having dealt with the ministers' problems, Attilan, who had long noticed that the Vine Woman hadn't touched any food, walked over.

“Godmother, why aren't you eating?”

After understanding the situation, Attilan directly waved his hand.

“Leave it to me, I'll make you a pixie divinity catalyst, guaranteeing that you'll successfully condense pixie divinity!”

The Vine Woman smiled and waved her hand.

“No need, the training ground provided by the Autumn Queen can already ensure that I condense divinity. You've just condensed divine power, and you don't have much of it. It'll be difficult to recover after using it.”

“You should use the divine power in crucial places. The slower the condensation process, the more it will help me.”

“Saving divine power to find Gai'ogai is better.”

Because he has enough kinds of divinity in his body, Attilan can absorb all kinds of energy and transform it into wild god power, but the speed is indeed very slow, but it hasn't reached an unacceptable level.

“After the ministers proclaim my divine name, the power of faith I receive won't be much, but it can at least satisfy my need to use divine power at will.”

And these dishes made with divine power can be applied to those professionals in the Autumn Fairy Court who earn merits in the battles with the Summer Fairy Court, so he can continuously harvest faith.

A month later, the Fairy Court banquet held by Attilan was held as scheduled.

The ministers who originally stayed by the Queen's side had generally left hidden injuries in the battles with various forces, affecting their combat effectiveness and only able to handle paperwork and logistics.

Now, after Attilan's treatment, they can't be said to have returned to their peak, but at least they have the power to fight.

They all longed to return to the battlefield and vent the hatred festering in their hearts.

As ministers planning the battle situation, they arranged suitable battlefields for themselves, and the Autumn Queen, a little scatterbrain, signed the documents they brought without even looking at them.

Attilan knew, but didn't stop it.

In this month, he entertained the God of Warthogs with various delicacies.

Besides the Fairy Queen, the God of Warthogs is the most combat-capable god in the Autumn Fairy Court.

Perhaps he was once just a small warthog, but the current God of Warthogs, after fully activating his divine power, is as large as a mountain.

Thick-skinned and fleshy, with sharp tusks and swift charges, few people would want to face such a Lesser God of Warthogs.

It's like a human hunter who wouldn't want to face a wild boar two meters tall at the shoulders.

Even the armor-piercing arrows in the hunter's hands might not be able to penetrate the wild boar's skin.

Because of the ministers' reshuffling, the God of Warthogs is also stationed on the front lines.

The successful holding of this banquet allowed most of the ministers and generals with status in the Autumn Fairy Court to recognize and acknowledge Attilan as the royal consort.

After this banquet, in just half a year, the name of the God of Food and Harmony, the dragon Attilan, spread throughout the entire Autumn Fairy Court.

Even the surrounding fairy courts knew that the Autumn Queen had an elemental dragon royal consort named Attilan.

Sure enough, as Attilan's name spread throughout the Fairy Wilds.

The Bearman and Arachne finally had news.

Under the pursuit of the Spider Goddess, they were forced to enter the dark region of the Fairy Wilds. According to the returned news, they are now in the territory of the Fairy Spider Demigod's offspring, the Shadow Spider Demigod.

Attilan comforted the Autumn Queen and set off alone to rescue the Bearman and the Great Spider.

Arachne must not be devoured by the Shadow Spider, otherwise no one will weave the best silk for him in the future.

Concealing his figure, Attilan entered the Shadow Spider area of the dark region.

He heard the roar of thunder and the hissing of spiders.

The brilliant silver-white lightning struck the pitch-black spider legs, but was blocked by the covered purplish-black spider silk, appearing so powerless.

Has he already been discovered?

Attilan no longer concealed himself, speeding up and flying to the top of the Shadow Spider Demigod's head, letting out a loud dragon roar, and emerald green lightning fell.

It stopped his action of tearing at the Bearman.

“Who are you?! How dare you attack the great Lord of Shadows!”

“Before you stands the Autumn Fairy Court Queen's royal consort, the God of Food and Harmony, whose purpose here is to take away this Bearman. I think you should have no objections.”

The spider's eight eyes looked at the lightning strike wound on its back.

“You can take this Bearman, but the divine spider on him must be left behind!”

Lightning flashed around Attilan's body, and hurricanes and flames swirled.

“Do you want to test my power and usher in the end of your life?”

The Shadow Spider hissed and spat out spider silk.

“No one, no matter who it is, can take away that divine spider, it's mine!”

“Since you want to die, then I'll fulfill your wish!”

The spider silk that the Bearman's lightning couldn't damage at all was easily destroyed by Attilan's flames, wind blades, and lightning. Attilan's dragon claws were wrapped in lightning, and his wings were surrounded by hurricanes.

He easily pierced his dragon claws into the Shadow Spider's body, while the Shadow Spider spewed out poisonous mist, which was blocked by a layer of emerald green water.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Shadow Spider directly spat out a puff of black mist, pulled its body out of the dragon claws, and disappeared into the shadows.

Attilan washed his dragon claws with clean water and snorted coldly.

“Consider yourself lucky.”