Ascending the Heavens as an Evil God

Dvalin knew the person in front of him came together with Sylvia, so this visitor probably bore ill will.

But the old dragon had offended too many people in his lifetime, so he had ample experience dealing with people who came to his home to seek vengeance.

He spoke with a solemn face, "Your Excellency, this is Dragon Realm, and my metal dragon clan is under the protection of—"

"Joshua, I know," Gu Nan revealed a cold smile as he finished Dvalin’s sentence.

Joshua, the God of the White Crow, was the god protecting the metal dragon clan. No normal god would be able to bring a dragon tribe under his command, and in fact, Joshua was a powerful Tier 9 god.

But Gu Nan wasn’t too concerned because Joshua was a particularly lazy god.

He was powerful, treated his subordinates well, and also held grudges; he was a god you didn’t want as an enemy. But the problem with the God of the White Crow was that he wasn’t very interested in anything and was the type to drag out one day’s work into three days.

If Dvalin sent a distress signal right now, Joshua probably wouldn’t even look at it—nothing was allowed to disturb his naptime.

Dvalin instantly felt a little helpless at bumping into someone who wasn’t afraid of Joshua. He could only reluctantly say, "Your Excellency…"

Gu Nan casually grabbed little Evan's tail and threw Evan directly in front of Dvalin, casually cutting in, "I just came to Metallic Silver Island to find something. I’ll leave as soon as I find it.”

"If you cooperate, everything will be fine. If you don’t cooperate, your whole family will die, understand?" Gu Nan pointed at Dvalin and said.

As the head of the metal dragon clan for tens of thousands of years, when had Dvalin ever encountered such a straightforward threat before?

His old face darkened.

He wanted to attack but didn’t dare; this was a vicious person who even put Karina down. He wanted to give in, but he’d lose a lot of face; such a large commotion had long alerted the other clansmen on Metallic Silver Island.

But Gu Nan didn’t bother looking at him again. Dvalin’s final decision didn’t matter—in fact, there were only two paths he could take.

Cooperate to live, or cooperate by dying.

Prince Charlie's squad was getting deeper and deeper, and the great commotion in the center of Metallic Silver Island astonished them while simultaneously giving them a sense of anticipation.

"Brother, the sword in the stone must be just ahead. Let's speed up!" Little Alice also secretly followed the group, and at this time shouted from next to Charlie.

Alice's forehead was covered with sweat, and her long golden hair was almost plastered to her head, but her expression was still exuberant.

"There's no harm in being careful," Prince Charlie hurriedly pulled her back and exhorted.

"I know that… Hey, is that the sword in the stone?" Alice's pleasantly surprised voice exclaimed.

Charlie also hurriedly looked up to see a broken sword stuck in the ground in front of him.

"We found it this easily?" Charlie seemed a little incredulous, feeling that his own adventure this time shouldn't be so simple.

But the sword in the stone was right in front of him, and he had no reason to hesitate, rushing forward as soon as possible and pulling the broken sword out.

And then… nothing happened. The broken sword was still a broken sword.

The next moment, Charlie felt two shadows emerge from the ground, gripping him and pulling him forward.

Not long after, a huge body appeared in front of him, while the broken sword plunged into it.

"This is… dragon?!" After calming down, Charlie realized that the broken sword had stabbed a huge silver dragon covered with metal scales.

But these scales of incredible hardness appeared to be paper in front of the broken sword.

"What is that human holding in his hand? Dvalin shouted madly, because he sensed the special aura coming from the broken sword.

The broken sword was nothing special when it was first pulled out, but the moment it entered Evan's body, the resentful spirits of countless dragons seemed to surge out at the same time.

Such weapons had a special name in the World of Gods.

"Dragon Slayer." Sylvia frowned slightly. She didn’t expect Gu Nan to be looking for this.

"Dragon’s Bane,” Gu Nan uttered the players' loving name for the sword.

Prince Charlie pulled out the broken sword in a daze but discovered that it was no longer appropriate to call it a "broken sword."

After absorbing a dragon’s blood, the rust had faded away completely, revealing its original appearance.

It was a dagger that glowed golden all over!

"As expected of the sword in the stone…" Prince Charlie murmured.

But immediately afterwards, he felt a flash of shadows in front of him, and the dagger in his hand was snatched away.

Prince Charlie instantly looked up angrily, only to see the "apostle" he saw the other day holding the dagger and examining it carefully.

Each "Dragon Slayer" had a hidden "Dragon Grudge" attribute, which had a strong taunting effect on the dragon race.

Now that this dagger appeared on Metallic Silver Island, it would lure countless furious dragons over in the blink of an eye, and this was exactly Gu Nan's goal.

He needed the heads of twenty metal dragons, but dragons were all cowards who valued their lives, and they also ran away fast. Rather than spending the effort to chase the dragons down one by one, it was better to find someone to pull out this dagger.

Now that Gu Nan got the sword, Classmate Charlie wasn’t so happy anymore.

But not only did this charismatic prince not have any intention of sternly criticizing Gu Nan, he actually revealed a respectful expression.

"This humble one would like to offer the divine sword in respect to your god. May I know the name of that one…"

He figured that the two before him must be the apostles of a certain god, just slightly greedier than average. After all, not all apostles were good people.

But as long as he knew the identity of that god, he could always get back what he lost in today’s encounter. Perhaps the god might even give more compensation.

Gods always needed mortals to complete certain tasks for them, so a good reputation was quite important.

However, Gu Nan just cast him a glance, then took the golden dagger and plunged it into his stomach.

"Don't think too much." He patted Prince Charlie's shoulder.

"Brother!"

"Your Highness Charlie!"

Cries of alarm came from behind. A golden light flashed across the scene, and corpses littered the ground.

"This dagger is the real thing." Gu Nan shook off the blood on the dagger and nodded.

"Why?" Sylvia had come up behind him.

"It's sharp when cutting dragons, not when cutting humans."

The corner of Sylvia's mouth twitched slightly. She gave Gu Nan a meaningful look. "If you do this, I'm afraid your reputation here will be all ruined, and no one will dare to work for you in the future."

To think that a god would slaughter the adventurers working for him. Once this matter spreads…

"It’s all right." Gu Nan smiled at her.

Sylvia, however, was serious, "Karina already knows you were here. Don't think that no one will know if you simply kill everyone!”

Gu Nan glanced at her, then raised the dagger in his hand high above his head and stared at the metal dragons on the horizon that had gradually gathered, lured here by Dragon Slayer.

"In the name of Her Highness Sylvia, die, Dvalin the blasphemer!"

A sudden shout echoed throughout Metallic Silver Island.