The Black Evil Dragon Princess, Fafna, was the offspring of the current Black Dragon Emperor.
She was a hybrid dragon who inherited the bloodlines of his son, the Black Dragon King, and the Frost Dragon Queen.
Originally, the goal was for her to possess the powerful physique and magic immunity of the Black Dragon Clan while also being able to use the Dragon Race’s proud Ultimate Elemental Magic.
However, things did not go as planned.
After Fafna was born, she showed no outstanding talent.
Instead, her constitution was weak, and even when she reached the age to awaken her power, she could not use magic.
The Black Dragon Emperor was deeply disappointed.
The Dragon Race was naturally powerful and lived long lives.
Although they grew slowly, even a newly hatched dragon should have strength exceeding three crowns.
He could not see even a single bit of the power belonging to the Dragon Race in Fafna; she was even inferior to her peers from the branch families.
For a Saint-level Powerhouse, Fafna’s existence was undoubtedly a slap in the face.
Much like the Demon Race, the Dragon Race placed great importance on bloodlines, strictly distinguishing between the highborn and the lowly.
Thus, Fafna was exiled from the tribe to wander the wilderness.
Eventually, she was discovered by the Hero Party.
The Saintess among them noticed Fafna’s abnormality: she wasn’t born weak, but rather, her body had been constantly rejecting her soul.
Inside Fafna’s body were two souls.
During the embryonic stage, she should have hatched as a pair of twins, but an accidental mutual devouring occurred.
Their physical bodies merged, but their spirits failed to unify.
To put it simply, the dragon egg that hatched Fafna was a double-yolk egg!
After learning of Fafna’s situation, the Saintess used a Heavenly Secret Method combined with the Hero’s blood to sublimate her body.
This allowed her to accommodate two souls and healed Fafna’s crippled body.
The moment she was healed, Fafna’s rank instantly broke through to the King Rank, providing the Hero Party with a King-level Powerhouse from the Dragon Race.
This was the past of the Black Evil Dragon Princess, Fafna.
Even her title had been given to her by Qiaolin back then; one could only say the Hero’s adolescent delusions were far too deep.
As former members of the Hero Party, Gabriela and Fafna were naturally well-acquainted.
The latter had a volatile temperament, and the characteristic arrogance of the Dragon Race was displayed vividly in her.
It was as if she were forcing the world to pay for the unjust treatment she had suffered when she was weak.
After the Holy War ended, Fafna was re-accepted by her tribe.
During the intervening years, Gabriela occasionally heard news of her—such as her becoming the successor to the Black Dragon Emperor or gaining the title of Dragon King, and so on.
However, this was the first time Gabriela had seen her in 300 years.
“We haven’t met in so many years, yet you show up and immediately start trouble on my territory? Does your Dragon Race have no manners at all, Your Excellency Black Evil Dragon King?”
Gabriela tilted her snowy-white chin upward.
Red-black magic power swirled around her, creating an aura that clashed with Fafna’s dragon pressure.
The space itself warped slightly under the weight of their invisible struggle.
Seeing this majestic side of Gabriela, Fafna was momentarily stunned.
Was this still the gluttonous, timid member of the Demon Race from her memories?
She had heard that Gabriela had become the Demon King, but she initially assumed she was just a puppet propped up by others.
Judging by this momentum, however, the reality was likely completely different from what she had imagined.
“What? Are we not old friends? Now that you’ve become the Demon King, you’re going to turn your back on me?”
Fafna smirked.
Then, she transformed into a black shadow and lunged at Gabriela.
With magic power coiled around her palm, Gabriela struck out with a fist.
Their fists collided in mid-air, and the resulting surge of magic power indiscriminately bombarded the surrounding void.
Black dragon scales possessed magic immunity, so Gabriela’s Gluttony Magic Power could not harm Fafna.
In a contest of pure strength, Gabriela was slightly outmatched.
Among all possible opponents, the ones she dreaded most were the Black Dragon Clan.
Both exerted force and separated in mid-air.
Red-black tentacles sprouted from behind Gabriela, binding Fafna’s body.
She then pulled a spear made of magic power from the void and hurled it at Fafna.
“Hmph…”
Fafna let out a light chuckle and easily broke free from the restraints.
She exhaled a breath of white frost.
Immediately, a section of her black bangs froze into ice, turning white, and snowy-white scales rapidly covered one of her arms.
She raised the dragon claw covered in white scales and made a grasping motion.
Instantly, a longsword radiating a chilling frost appeared in her hand.
“Frost Sword Technique, Sword Stance: Ice Crystal!”
Fafna casually flicked upward, conjuring a massive ice crystal that collided with the magic spear.
The moment the spear touched the ice, the Gluttony Magic Power took effect, devouring the crystal entirely.
“You’re just like you used to be—never a picky eater.”
Gabriela’s figure suddenly blurred as she closed the distance.
A dragon head formed from Gluttony Magic Power opened its maw toward Fafna’s flank.
“Sword Stance: Avalanche!”
Fafna swung her blade, unleashing a torrent of frost and snow.
In an instant, a blizzard descended upon the entire Demon King’s Castle.
Many demon citizens below were turned into ice sculptures by the aftershocks.
Seeing this, Demigula bit her finger and splattered her hot blood, raising a red barrier to shut out the blizzard in the sky.
At the center of the storm, ice crystals constantly formed on Gabriela’s body, attempting to freeze her solid.
However, the Gluttony Magic Power surrounding her skin was also consuming that power.
Seizing this opening, Fafna’s sword lunged toward her.
Because of that incredibly troublesome power of gluttony, all magic and even physical matter would be devoured.
However, there was a limit to its consumption speed.
Fafna had identified this weakness and prepared a finishing blow.
Yet, Gabriela had noticed Fafna’s intent long ago.
She reached out directly and grabbed the opponent’s sword.
As Fafna’s expression shifted to one of shock, the Jaw of Gluttony hidden behind Gabriela struck rapidly, swallowing her whole!
The wind and snow abruptly vanished.
“That should settle you down.”
The giant dragon maw extending from Gabriela remained clamped around Fafna.
If she wished, she could release her Gluttony Magic Power at full strength to consume the person inside.
Even though black dragon scales could resist magic erosion, the area they covered was limited.
Becoming a meal for the Demon King of Gluttony was only a matter of time.
However, Gabriela had no killing intent.
She only wanted to trap Fafna and beat her into submission first.
After all, the other woman must have had a reason for suddenly coming to the Demon King’s Castle.
“Fafna, what did you actually come here for—”
*Boom!*
Before Gabriela could finish her sentence, the red-black dragon head exploded.
She didn’t even have time to react!
When Fafna’s figure reappeared before her, Gabriela realized to her horror that she could no longer sense the other woman’s presence or magic power.
The Black Dragon Clan lacked natural magical talent but had physiques far surpassing other dragons.
Fafna, however, had inherited the magic of the Frost Dragons.
Thus, Gabriela, who was sensitive to magic, should have still been able to judge her strength through her magic intensity.
Yet, even though Fafna was standing right in front of her eyes, Gabriela felt nothing.
“It seems you’ve noticed… my power…”
Fafna looked up. With just a single glance, the Gluttony Magic Power surging around Gabriela was instantly frozen and then shattered into icy shards.
‘How is this possible?’
In that moment, Gabriela felt as though a chasm-like gap in strength had opened between her and Fafna.
A single term surfaced in her mind.
Saint Rank.
“I think you should change how you address me.”
The aura Fafna had been suppressing suddenly erupted, and the magic power in the air was uncontrollably sucked toward her.
The absolute dominion a Saint-level Powerhouse held over magic power was known as the “Saint Siphon.”
In this state, anyone below the Saint Rank would be instantly stripped of their power unless they could manifest an identical field of the same rank to neutralize it.
“From now on, you may call me the ‘Black Evil Dragon Empress’!”
*Rumble!*
Below the Demon King’s Castle, the barrier Demigula had raised was shattered.
The powerful Saint-level aura plundered everyone’s magic power.
It was only then that Demigula realized the opponent’s strength was far more exaggerated than she had imagined.
*Whir—*
Gabriela’s pupils shrank.
A red-black halo appeared behind her, and a suction force not much weaker than the “Saint Siphon” was rapidly generated.
The two forces pulled at each other, resulting in a temporary stalemate.
“Gluttony Siphon.”
This was an ability Gabriela had developed using the characteristics of her own magic to mimic the “Saint Siphon.”
She had created it so that even while she was at the King Rank, she wouldn’t leave everyone defenseless if they encountered a Saint-level Powerhouse.
Nevertheless, her expression betrayed her struggle.
Even at the peak of the King Rank, trying to stand on equal footing with a true Saint-level Powerhouse was too much.
“So, the dragon Qiaolin mentioned who broke through to the Saint Rank was you.”
“Qiaolin?!”
Gabriela’s voice wasn’t loud—she was practically talking to herself—but Fafna still heard it.
A trace of a blush actually flashed across her small face, which was partially covered in black scales.
“Where is he now?!”
The moment Fafna’s emotions wavered, Gabriela charged forward.
Gluttony Magic Power condensed in her hand, and Fafna reacted quickly, her frost magic exploding in response.
*Boom!*
Their magic powers collided in the sky.
Gabriela was thrown back, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, but she could not show any signs of fatigue.
She was the Demon King, the leader of the Demon Race; she could never show weakness before an outsider.
Fury flickered in Fafna’s dragon-like eyes.
Just as she was about to increase her magic output, a black figure appeared between them.
“Stop it, you two!”
Both Fafna and Gabriela felt their wrists grabbed by a set of incredibly powerful hands.
Then, a familiar magic power invaded their bodies, forcibly interrupting their flow.
‘This magic aura is…’
Before Fafna could identify it, Gabriela suddenly forced out her magic power once more.
A red-black sphere of light transformed into a purple shockwave, and a powerful thrusting force erupted from her chest.
“Gluttony Reversal!”
*Bang!*
“Gabriela—!!!”
“Princess Fafna!”
Fafna’s roar trailed off into a long echo as she was sent flying into the distance.
The Red Dragon watching from afar saw this and immediately gave chase.
“You arrogant piece of charcoal…”
After unleashing that strike, Gabriela bled from her nose and mouth before falling unconscious.
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