Martha had devoured three of the five Thane Dragons.

The last two were pilled up together with some of the dracanae ghouls. The Dragon Egg, which was left to the slaves, was placed at the center of the dragon and dracanae ghoul corpse. Dorothy's soul communed with the egg and used the surrounding dragonic cells to merge with the egg.

The ropes were prepared for Martha and Hunter to climb. At Martha's command, the slaves had already started to scale the cave. Martha and Hunter could easily chase after the group.

Hunter approached Martha and gave the sword and dagger back to Martha.

He had absorbed the bodies of the two entirely.

"How was it? Did your strength increase?" Martha asked.

"I've reached level 25, Lady Martha. I've also acquired the Blessings they received. In a way, they definitely live through me."

"So you can finally undergo a class change, huh? I got lucky and received a rank up in my job classes because of that Fallen Kyriachos. are considered to be a Master Swordsman now."

"Yes..."

"Don't worry. We can resurrect Hemsey. And while it doesn't seem possible now, perhaps someday we would be able to resurrect Hems."

"I'm not sure he would like that." Hunter chuckled.

"He was the laziest among us. At least he can rest now. Hemsey is not so lucky, though. He'll have to carry on with the fight." Hunter had believed that they were really dead. But with Martha's confirmation that it was possible for Hemsey to be revived, he was slightly consoled.

"So this is the birth of a dragon?" Hunter watched the process of how the egg was being churned to hatch.

"Dorothy was a dragon who lived and died fighting gods and fallen. He seemed to be somewhat of a big shot. The Fallen Kyriachos knew that and tricked Dorothy into binding his soul with me. That dragon that's being born will have his soul, potential and will slowly grow to have her power."

"So that's like some sort of Dragon God?"

"Apparently, they were called Heretic Gods. This dragon's birth will create a commotion here. The chaos in the Lowlands will even grow greater. It's possible that those in the Highlands will even move here."

"So that's why we are birthing the egg here!"

"Yes. It's better this way. The Blood Calamity will be forced to hide as this place will be surrounded by Saints and Devils. This buys us more time. Looking at the result of this battle, Hems and Hemsey gave their life to help us acquire an incredible advantage. Our spoils include eighteen dracanae ghoul bodies. While some are very damaged, it's possible for us to reanimate them, or maybe Kyros could give life to them somehow. Even as ghouls, that already gives us warriors equal to a Berserker Captain."

"So Lord Kyros now has vampires and dragons! But you're not stating the last advantage we gained! I'm talking about your newly gained job class! The fabled class of the strongest being in the Planesworld. Champion Supreme Pyrekaiser Fafnir! The Dragon Knight!"

Martha had many parts of her skin revealing scales. Her eyes were different, and she had some horns emerging out of her hand.

"This form will only draw attention. Once Dorothy completes his rebirth, I will ask him if there is a way to hide this."

At that moment, the dragon egg began to crack.

A tremendous power began to leak out.

When Kyros found his new path, the power that rippled out was contained. It only allowed the various entities and powers to know that it was in the Lowlands.

But this one was different. The power of Dorothy's soul was merging with the dragon, and as the dragon was being born, the power of Dorothy's Path had returned.

For a short instant, the Corruption that Dorothy acquired from his father had leaked out.

When the Planesworld was reformed after the Age of Heretics, the entire world was given only a specific set amount of Divinity and Corruption that was scattered as Blessings. A seal was also placed so that it would be almost impossible for someone to train a new Path. 

Kyros was the first to wield a new Path in the Sword. But now, the Corruption that Orgen Pendragon acquired from his father had resurfaced. 

The power of the return of a Corruption brought shockwaves throughout the land.

Up in the peak of the Planesworld...

"AGAIN!? WHAT'S GOING ON!?" The King cursed out.

"First Fate and Destiny, and then a new Path of Sword, and now... a freakin' Heretic God?! Gandor! Heed my summon!" He lost all dignity as a king and slammed his fist on the armchair.

"Be at ease, your majesty." The void opened, and Magistrate Supreme Gandor Ellisium appeared.

"What is going on? What is happening, that is causing both Fate and Destiny to work? Is one of them, the work of Fate, and is the other from Destiny?"

"We cannot know, Your Majesty. Fate and Destiny are only surges of power that we can sense as Saints. But to unravel its mystery? Impossible. Even Gods and Fallen do not know. They only rejoice if Fate or Destiny is working b their side. But while we do not know many things about Fate and Destiny, what we do know is that the power of these two mysterious forces ensures a rise in power that even the Gods and Fallen cannot stop. If you ask me, this could be a good thing." 

"How so?" The King frowned.

"The Planesworld have always been on equal standing with the nearby planetary systems. But with the arising conflict occurring in the Unreachable Galaxies, our death is almost certain. A thousand? Two thousand? Who knows how long until another war echoes to this realm? But if it does, we will most surely die. We were lucky to survive the last time. And if not for Pyrekaiser and Molibus's rise, we would have all been consumed when the Netherworld rose to challenge us!"

"Are you saying that this is an opportunity that can save us from all our possible trials?"

"Yes. It's only a matter of time when the Eldrich reveals themselves. When the Path of Sword appeared, they wouldn't take any drastic action. That path of Sword that appeared was, after all, a Divinity. The Fall of Daradiel and his certain death won't spur those Devils to search and wage war in the Lowlands. Not all dark dependent are All-Consumers like those Eight-headed serpents. They won't be able to do much with Daradiel's Code. But a Dragon? That will definitely make the Eldrich act!"

"Oh? You mean to say that it will prematurely force the Netherworld to act?"

"Yes! Certain temptations are just too hard to resist! Even for beings of temptations!" Gandor laughed.

Down in the great darkness of the Netherlands...

A figure jumped up from a pool of black-red blood.

It had a long serpent-like tail and large red horns. His body looked as if it was made of bronze, and he had a face that looked like that of a man.

"A dragon! Oh my God!" The being was so surprised that he actually called on the name of the Gods.

"Go to the Lowlands!"

"But my Liege! The Law!" The assisting devil appeared as he knew it would drive his lord mad.

"Send all our champions!"

"My Liege! We have a vow! We cannot send devil ranks to the Lowlands unless that land is conquered by Dark Dependent! The Rules of Engagement wills it!"

"Send our heroes! Send my wife! My uncle! Send all my relatives!"

"My Liege! The LAW!" The devil serving his Dark Lord shouted and infused Force energy.

"That's right! Send my In-Laws too!" The crazed devil lord shouted back.