PS: The update begins. Next up is beating down the Bitch Dragon King...

oh wait, the Bitch Divine Dragon. Damn, I've been reading too much smut.

... "What a truly massive dragon.

I wonder if it has Type B blood? While I can't be certain yet, it's time to put the Divine Dragon in her place...

Gungnir, strike it down!" In this monochrome world, a sudden burst of crimson erupted—two gigantic red wings belonging to Remilia Scarlet, whose face was split by a wicked, wild grin. In her hand, she gripped a long red spear, its shaft swirling with bloody light, radiating sheer murderous intent.

Swish! The moment Remilia's words left her lips, the divine spear Gungnir shot forth from her grasp.

A streak of red light seemed to cleave the very world in two, hurtling toward the Divine Dragon above with unstoppable force. Nothing could be faster.

The blood-red gleam was like a meteor streaking down from the heavens; its trajectory was impossible to track. By the time one perceived it, it had already vanished.

And indeed, the very instant the spear cut through the air, it slammed into the dragon's enormous frame. However, this attack had no effect.

A faint, fine electric spark flashed across the dragon’s surface, manifesting a visible defensive net. Even a spear capable of tearing space found itself wanting against this barrier, being forcefully halted in its tracks.

Gungnir struck the defensive net, yielding as easily as mud hitting bedrock; the net remained utterly unmoving. The Divine Dragon didn't even deign to look.

This was only to be expected. A Heavenly Tier expert wasn't just a concept within the world view; their sheer combat prowess was enough to bring anyone to despair.

Even though Lin Luo, through his understanding of Equivalent Exchange, had managed to negate the dragon’s immunity to the current world view and even weaken its strength, placing his allies in a more advantageous position in this new world—still, a Heavenly Tier was a Heavenly Tier! The Dragon God’s entire body was enveloped in this defensive net.

This wasn't an actively deployed shield but a passive defense that generated automatically upon sensing an attack. Though far weaker than an active defense, it wasn't something just anyone could pierce.

The Dragon God’s composure clearly communicated to everyone present: Remilia’s attack failed to breach the defenses! If she couldn't even break the shield, how could she possibly defeat the dragon?

"Hmph, completely ignored, aren't we?" Remilia smirked, yet not a trace of doubt showed in her expression. She remembered the great battle from nearly two years ago—no, she would never forget it.

In that fight, everyone from the Scarlet Devil Mansion was helpless against the enemy’s assault; they were routed upon the first exchange. Even when she forcibly entered a rampage at the critical moment, she gained no advantage.

Had Evangeline not arrived in time, the Scarlet Devil Mansion would have been utterly erased from Gensokyo. She never wanted to repeat that experience; those memories had to remain firmly in the past.

She didn't desire to be a hero, but as the mistress of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, it was her solemn duty to protect everything within it. That was why, upon encountering Youyou's cultivation system, she trained harder than anyone else.

Youyou's system showed her an entirely new path, revealing existences far more powerful. As Sakuya and Flandre advanced with rocket-like speed, she refused to stand still.

By utilizing the blood Lin Luo left behind, she achieved her first true metamorphosis: the perfect evolution from a vampire to a True Ancestor. But this wasn't the end.

It was just the beginning! Is the True Ancestor the pinnacle for vampires?

Absolutely not! Does a host-less entity lack potential?

Of course not! Remilia knew precisely what her potential was, how much power remained untapped within her...

The identity of a True Ancestor was merely a stepping stone for her ascent. Once she stood upon this step, an boundless world unfolded before her, and by simply moving forward, she could glimpse—that irresistible force known as Fate!

"Get a good look at the current me." Remilia let out a cold snort. A blood-red light shot out like lightning.

In an instant, she appeared a thousand meters above the Divine Dragon. Simultaneously, Gungnir responded to her summons, trembling slightly before immediately abandoning the dragon and returning to Remilia's hand.

Remilia held Gungnir with both hands, inverted, her feet toward the sky, the spear tip aimed at the Dragon God. The crimson light seemed to come alive, swirling around her, and in a flash, the three entities merged: there was no longer Remilia, no Gungnir—only a blinding shade of scarlet.

"Fate Assassination... Everblood!" Whoosh!

In the next moment, that scarlet hue plunged downward, striking the Dragon God's back with a sizzling sound—more accurately, impacting its defensive net. Unlike before when the shield was impenetrable, Remilia’s current attack clearly caused immense shock to the barrier.

Where they connected, electricity burst forth with crackling sounds, like a high-voltage pylon dropped into water. As the red light vibrated intensely, the defensive net began to waver.

"Roar!" Remilia's powerful assault finally forced the Dragon God to acknowledge her. With a roar, the dragon’s head swung around, and a ferocious torrent of air swept toward Remilia like a gale.

If the Remilia of moments ago was an ant before an elephant, easily ignored, the current Remilia was a wolf—a wolf too significant for even an elephant to disregard, forcing it to drive her away. But this wolf was not easily shaken off.

Before the Dragon God's attack could reach her, Remilia, transformed into a blood-red light, swiftly evaded. Before the dragon could launch a second strike, the scarlet light darted toward the dragon's abdomen once more.

"ROAR!!" Whether the Dragon God possessed emotion was unknown to anyone, but this roar conveyed unmistakable fury. Perhaps it was angered by such a minuscule entity as Remilia continuously harassing it.

Following this roar came an even fiercer attack. Storms tore the space apart; air currents ravaged the world.

Under the dragon's savage and tyrannical assault, Remilia appeared like a solitary boat on a vast ocean, liable to be pulverized at any second. Yet—the blood-red Remilia seemed dangerously exposed but sustained no damage whatsoever.

The scarlet light zipped back and forth, executing countless attacks against the Dragon God in mere moments. Her speed had reached its zenith; even the Dragon God could not catch her.

Crack, crack, crack! The Dragon God’s defensive net endured Remilia’s terrifying impacts again and again, releasing countless arcs of electricity that subtly formed an absolute minefield.

However, peaks are meant to be surpassed. As Remilia’s attacks mounted, her speed increased, and her impact grew stronger.

Gradually, she pulled away from the dragon’s pursuit, finally breaking free entirely. The scarlet light itself vanished, leaving only the continuous zzzzzt sound of the defensive net being battered.

Under such intense impact, even the Dragon God’s net could not hold indefinitely. Cracks began to appear, and then—Crash!

Like glass struck by a sledgehammer, the Dragon God's defensive net instantly shattered into countless fragments. Simultaneously, the vanished red light reappeared, slicing across the dragon’s belly, drawing a line of bright crimson blood.

The red light halted abruptly. Remilia, holding Gungnir, paused a hundred meters from the Dragon God’s flank, her back turned.

A serene smile played on her lips. "Fate is that which cannot be resisted no matter how much one struggles.

The moment I attacked you, my destiny was guaranteed success. If I couldn't even pierce your defense, my authority as the King of the Night would truly be diminished...

Speaking of which, not Type B blood after all. Entirely worthless." Remilia turned slightly, raising the blood-stained hand, her face mocking, as if proclaiming to the Dragon God that she was not an ant, but a fearsome wolf capable of slaying dragons.

Blood dripped from her fingers—this was the Crimson Demon! Having grasped the essence of Fate, the current Remilia existed above her intrinsic strength.

Even if her true power lagged behind the Dragon God’s, what Fate had decreed could not be altered by anyone. The Crimson Demon?

No, the present Remilia should be called the Demon of Fate! Under Remilia's fierce onslaught, the Dragon God’s passive defense was finally broken.

But this did not mean the Dragon God would yield easily. In fact, although she had wounded the beast, the injury barely counted as flesh damage.

More terrifyingly—the self-aware Dragon God was finally enraged! "ROAR!!!" The Dragon God tilted its head back and roared, the sound shaking the heavens and the earth.

When a weak ant touches a deity, the deity will certainly unleash divine punishment. Even if the Dragon God lacked sentiment, its instincts as a Heavenly Tier powerhouse forbade any lower existence from touching it.

And now, Remilia had not only touched it but wounded it. It wasn't the dragon's sensitive scale, but it was just as crucial!

A mere mortal’s rage splashes blood five steps; a king’s rage causes a thousand miles of corpses to pile up; the Dragon God’s rage darkens the heavens and earth! The moment the Dragon God’s roar sounded, the entire world seemed to tremble.

Visible, terrifying fluctuations radiated outward in all directions. The surrounding space began to collapse in pieces...

This was not an actual attack, but the pressure of a Heavenly Tier! "Fall back, quickly!" Lin Luo felt it most acutely and immediately shouted the warning.

Of course, even without his reminder, the others wouldn't sit still to await disaster. Remilia was closest to the Dragon God, but she wasn't foolish.

The moment she sensed the danger, she flashed backward. Although she commanded the essence of Fate, she was still immeasurably far from truly manipulating it.

Even her command over destiny could not withstand the pressure of the Heavenly Tier. Thus, as the Dragon God unleashed its oppressive aura, everyone scattered except Lin Luo.

Not having reached the Heavenly Tier, they dared not confront it head-on, nor could they possibly withstand it. Truly terrifying...

Watching the others flee in disarray under the Dragon God's might, Lin Luo’s heart grew heavy. However, he knew this wasn't necessarily a bad thing, because this moment was necessary to pass.

To defeat the Dragon God, they absolutely had to provoke the dragon’s Heavenly Tier pressure. But what surprised him was that Remilia had actually grown strong enough to force the Dragon God into its aura state single-handedly.

This... was an unexpected bonus!