"This thing really is just a symbol of power." Muria looked speechless at the Nine Phoenix Divine Axe in his hand. He had researched this axe for a while but couldn't find a way to use it. All he could feel was the increasingly strong power contained within it, and that power was still growing.
Under the incessant urgency of the increasingly weak Ancient Golden Dragon whose power had been suppressed, Muria grew a bit impatient, swung the Divine Axe and hit it directly onto this Ancient Golden Dragon who had covertly ditched its duties without his approval.
Then a miracle happened. Muria's strike didn't cause any harm to this Ancient Dragon except for causing it to roll over on the ground. A blurred rune appeared in the area struck by the Divine Axe where nine phantoms coiled around. The Ancient Dragon's momentum began to rise visibly once its shackles were lifted off.