Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me Chapter 700: The End Of Trial

Daniel gazed at the symbol's description that had freshly manifested on his palm, revealing no trace of emotion whatsoever. To put it more accurately, he was utterly unsure of the response he ought to display.

Bewilderment? Astonishment? Joy? Amazement?

He had no idea. In truth, he was completely at a loss regarding the emotion he should feel upon comprehending that he had abruptly become the sovereign over every dragon across the globe.

Did this imply that the mightiest species on the planet was now compelled to heed his commands? Was such a notion even remotely sensible?

He had learned that the victor of this ordeal would acquire the succession rights to command the dragons. Yet this went beyond mere succession. It had instantly elevated him to the dragons' supreme ruler.

A sigh escaped his lips. It wasn't a negative development by any means. Supported by the dragons, his progress could accelerate far beyond his initial expectations. He might locate his father much earlier than anticipated.

Nevertheless, he understood this authority came at a cost. Virtually every deity he had encountered thus far desired just one outcome: for him to amass power rapidly to aid them in the impending conflict.

But which conflict? A clash between the gods and the corruption? Previously, he lacked knowledge of the corruption's origin or the reason the gods dreaded it.

Now, however, he possessed that insight. From the Goddess's words, it appeared the entity fueling the corruption was identical to the force that eradicated the Primals.

And evidently, on this occasion, she intended to annihilate the worlds and gods alike... yet the puzzle lingered: why? What drove her to obliterate all existence? He refused to believe it stemmed from mere ennui.

Regardless of his deliberations, the present circumstances remained unaltered. Though vastly more potent than mere hours prior, he hadn't yet attained the zenith of strength in this realm.

Absent his ultimate techniques, he remained incapable of vanquishing Demi Gods.

"Given these events, I must assault the Tower," he pondered inwardly. His immediate aim ought to be ascending to Demi God status without delay.

This path would prove arduous. Achieving Demi God rank demanded conquering the Tower's ninth level. Time would be required. Yet it was an imperative task.

Concerning his father, he would enlist the dragons' assistance for that pursuit.

A single query persisted. Would the dragons genuinely submit to him? Or might rebellion arise?

He advanced a step and proceeded to the portal materializing before him. This gateway had emerged following the Goddess's departure, serving apparently as his means of egress.

Upon crossing the portal's threshold, the surrounding world plunged into utter darkness.

Concurrently, beyond the trial's confines, as Daniel evolved into an Innate Primal, the entirety of Dragon Valley quaked, astonishing every dragon within.

From its inception, Dragon Valley had remained steadfast, never once quivering. This marked the inaugural instance throughout history. Such an occurrence compelled all dragons to investigate its source.

At the trial's entryway, the Elders and the Dragon Empress stood in stunned silence. Their astonishment intensified, for they recognized that this was utterly implausible.

Unless an extraordinarily significant event had transpired within. Something had emerged to unsettle the fabric of creation itself. Indeed, this quake extended beyond Dragon Valley. Every world had shuddered simultaneously.

"What occurred inside?" the First Elder inquired, furrowing his brow while eyeing Vermyros. The rest directed their attention to the juvenile dragon as well.

Vermyros lingered in disbelief from his loss, struggling to grasp the truth. But the Elders' chilling presence jolted him back to awareness.

"I- I was defeated by that hornless dragon, and the trial expelled me," he stated, then recounted the events meticulously, encompassing all details of the trial's concluding stage.

He detailed how the third phase's prize was the Primal Flame, attainable solely by the victor. Regret laced his tone unmistakably. He still mourned his failure to seize it.

Upon absorbing his account, the Elders and Empress plunged into deeper incredulity. Glances darted among them. Skepticism shone in their gazes, as though his narrative defied belief.

"Is there an issue?" Evangelin observed their demeanor and questioned in an icy voice.

She had already deduced that an incident must have unfolded inside the trial. Yet, due to the False God's proclamation resonating in their minds, she had compelled herself to composure.

Still, witnessing the dragons' countenances anew reignited her anxiety. Concern welled up inescapably. After all, Daniel could be imperiled.

Daniel held paramount importance to her. Regardless, he embodied Eternity. Should harm befall him, restoring the Religion of Eternity would prove unattainable.

Moreover... Daniel stood as the sole individual with whom she could converse freely and genuinely. The only one who had let her rediscover the essence of normalcy. The sensation of those bygone days when she was merely a young girl trailing the Prophet...

"What he recounted simply cannot be," the Dragon Empress exhaled and responded. She deemed it wiser to disclose everything. Concealing it would only exacerbate this woman's volatility.

"What are you saying?" Evangelin’s voice chilled further. It appeared she teetered on the brink of assault.

"Compose yourself."

Evangelin emitted a subdued snarl and endeavored to restrain herself. Internally, she faltered, but outwardly, she projected serenity.

"The third phase of the trial he depicted has never featured in any prior iteration when we initiated it. The Primal Flame was never among the prizes. We were unaware of its existence," the Dragon Empress clarified.

"Thus, the trial underwent a modification."

"Indeed. A modification occurred. And solely the Goddess possesses the ability to modify the trial."

Evangelin’s expression hardened once more as she advanced toward the trial's entrance. None impeded her. She fixed a ruinous stare upon the portals.

Evidently, she restrained herself with effort from breaching forcibly. Yet she wasn't naive. She recognized that coercion would fail.

The Dragon Empress neared her, prepared to converse, but then the trial's doors parted.

"Huh?"

As the doors swung open, every dragon assembled sensed their blood surging fervently.

They perceived the approaching presence as one demanding prostration and reverence... as though their Dragon Goddess herself drew near.

This sensation intensified to the point where it transcended mere emotion. It manifested as primal urge.

"What is happening?" Vermyros, Rhaenyran, the other fledgling dragons, and even the Elders experienced it identically.

"Is it the Goddess? Has the Goddess arrived?" This mirrored the innate compulsion they felt solely in the Dragon Goddess's vicinity.

Yet the figure emerging was not the Goddess.

It was Daniel.