I Need More Power

On the desolate and broken land, the King of Men and the King of Vampires locked eyes, the pure black and pure gold gazes colliding as if time itself had come to a standstill.

Crimson Moon's gaze flickered slightly, and the crimson moon in the sky emitted a mysterious and majestic aura, causing ripples in the sea of true ether.

Arkhan had a faint smile on his lips, appearing nonchalant. However, deep within his pitch-black pupils, a heavy burden lay.

After an uncertain amount of time, the crimson moon above suddenly ceased all its fluctuations and radiance, hanging in the sky like an ordinary celestial body.

"For the sake of Gaia, this time, I shall overlook your offenses."

Crimson Moon cast a glance at Artoria below and then returned her gaze to Arkhan.

"But I hope you remember, we, celestial bodies, are all like siblings. I am here to protect Earth, so the idea of taking over the will of this planet is baseless. If you continue to meddle in my relationship with Gaia, no matter who stands behind you, I will make you pay."

As Arkhan gazed into those intense golden eyes fixed upon him, he merely smiled and offered no response.

"Hmph!" Crimson Moon snorted coldly and, with a casual gesture into the void, a tall, dark figure stumbled out.

"Your Majesty." Strout's face was pale, his spirit waning, as he knelt before Crimson Moon.

"If it weren't for the fact that you've been diligently serving my vessel all this time, you would be on your own."

Crimson Moon said coldly toward Strout. With a casual wave of her hand, the two of them gradually disappeared from their original location.

As Crimson Moon departed, the oppressive, sky-obscuring clouds began to dissipate, and the crimson moon shimmered briefly before vanishing into the sky like an illusion.

The radiant sunlight poured onto the vast plains, casting a golden glow upon everything. Feeling the long-lost warmth, Arkhan let out a sigh of relief.

"Who was that just now?" Nidhogg's voice carried a strong sense of gravity. "From that person, I sensed a presence and power that rivals Odin."

"She has a much greater background than Odin." Arkhan gazed up at the boundless blue sky and explained. "She is the King of the Moon, the embodiment of the Moon's will, an entity known as the Ultimate One. When it comes to ranks, she's at least on par with Yggdrasil."

Yggdrasil was the source of life nurtured by Gaia, the foundation of the Age of Gods in the Norse Realms. In terms of rank, it could be almost comparable to the legendary Primordial Goddess, Tiamat.

But perhaps to prevent a recurrence of the events involving Tiamat, Gaia did not bestow Yggdrasil with offensive capabilities.

As an Ultimate One of the Moon, if Crimson Moon were to fight Tiamat, it was truly uncertain who would emerge victorious.

"Yggdrasil..." Nidhogg took in a deep breath. "You must be out of your mind, daring to provoke such a terrifying being."

"It's not that I wanted to provoke her, but she's the one who's causing trouble for me first." Arkhan shrugged helplessly.

"By the way, is that Crimson Moon a woman, you called that entity a 'she'?" Niddhog asked curiously.

"I don't know, but since the vessels she created are all women, I just assumed she's a woman herself." Arkhan shrugged his shoulders.

In all honesty, Arkhan had no intention of provoking Crimson Moon. He had no personal grudge or conflict with her, so why bother stirring up trouble for himself?

In a few hundred years, that annoying old geezer who loved pranks and meddling in other people's business would handle Crimson Moon. Why would he need to get involved personally?

But the key issue at hand was that Crimson Moon had inexplicably appeared in Britain, and it was clear she had set her sights on Camelot.

Arkhan had a vague intuition that Crimson Moon's appearance at this moment was no coincidence.

With the return of Chimeras, the revival of God King Nuada, the alliance of Dead Apostles and Phantasmal Species, and the appearance of the Ultimate One of the Moon, the various complex threads of this intricate puzzle were as tangled as a ball of yarn.

Arkhan was feeling overwhelmed and got a headache, not knowing where to start unraveling the truth of the situation.

But he could clearly feel that the true enemy was still lurking in the shadows, silently weaving a vast web. When they revealed their fangs, there would undoubtedly be a ferocious onslaught like a violent storm.

"I can't continue like this. I need more power and must break through Ganna as soon as possible, then unite Camelot, gather all military forces, and focus on the real enemy."

Arkhan took a deep breath, and a determined look appeared in his pitch-black eyes.

"You're saying you need power right now, right?" Nidhogg spoke eagerly. "That's easy, as long as you rescue my body sooner, I promise you'll walk this world with confidence, and anyone who dares to cross you, I guarantee I'll crush them with one foot... except for that King of the Moon earlier, of course..."

Arkhan's gaze flickered slightly. Although he knew Nidhogg was saying this to get him to help her escape sooner, there was no doubt that he really needed her power now.

Nidhogg was essentially the embodiment of rules, a Dragon of Despair based on the concept of 'Ragnarok' and didn't possess any divinity.

In other words, even if Nidhogg appeared in the current world, there was no need to worry about being pushed into the reverse side of the world due to the era's rejection. She could freely release her power without any reservations.

When the Dragon of Despair who was said to devour the world, reappeared in this era, except for Crimson Moon, no one could stop her. Even if Nuada reappeared, he wouldn't stand a chance.

There were still three years before Nidhogg was completely erased. According to the original plan, Arkhan intended to wait until the last year to rescue her.

The main reason was his concern.

Although he had left a suggestion in Nidhogg's mind, it was just a wisp of remnant soul. The extent to which this suggestion would be effective when she returned to her body remained uncertain.

So Arkhan planned to wait until Nidhogg's strength was at her weakest to minimize the risk.

But it seemed that this was no longer possible.

The King of the Tuatha De Danann and the Ultimate One of the Moon had already appeared, and the strength of Arkhan was clearly weaker than the opposition. Moreover, the enemy had only revealed the tip of the iceberg, and more powerful enemies were sure to appear in the future.

In this situation, the stronger Nidhogg's power, the greater the benefit to him.

Spending time together during this period allowed Arkhan to understand this dragon lady's personality quite well. Arkhan was at least eighty percent certain that Nidhogg would stand by his side when the time came.

With this in mind, Arkhan no longer hesitated and nodded.

"Alright, once I deal with Camelot's affair, I'll go rescue your body."

"Fantastic!" Nidhogg exclaimed cheerfully, no longer caring about maintaining her dignified and noble image. "That's the deal, then. You must not back out when the time comes, or else I'll... I'll..."

"I'll call you 'Mom', how about that?" Arkhan teased with a mischievous smile.

"What?!"