After another few months of carnal indulgence, Valeris looked at Asher and asked, "What are you going to do now?"
"I heard from Serena that you were working towards reaching the Peak of Power. Now that you've achieved this, I wonder—what are you going to do next?" she asked, gazing at him.
"I want to return to my home," he said as he stretched his muscles.
"Your home?" she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she turned to face him. The source of this content is Novel~Fire. (n)et
"Hah, no wonder you ask that," he chuckled.
"Well, I am not from this world," Asher said. "I fell into a space tunnel and arrived in this world."
"I see… No wonder your aura was always different from everyone else," she added. "I wonder what your real world is like."
Asher looked at her and asked, "Are you going to follow me?"
She stared at him with a smirk. "Were you about to leave me behind?" she asked, her eyes narrowing as she leaned closer.
"Rather, I was planning to bring my family here. This world is much safer," he admitted.
She nodded thoughtfully. "Hmm, if your world's peak is only the equivalent of the Peak of the second Realm Limit, then this world is indeed far superior with its third realm peak limit."
Asher smirked. "Exactly. My original world had its strong individuals, but compared to the sheer scale of power in this world, it would be nothing more than a backwater realm."
Valeris chuckled, resting her chin on his chest. "Then why do you still want to return? Nostalgia? Or unfinished business?"
He exhaled slowly, his fingers running through her silver-white hair. "Both. I still have family there. I need to make sure they're safe, and if possible, bring them here. I won't be able to rest easy until I know they're secure."
She tapped his chest lightly. "If your world is weak, wouldn't that make you an absolute monster over there? You'd basically be a god among ants."
Asher shrugged. "Maybe. But I'd rather not abuse power for no reason. Still, if anyone gets in my way, they'll learn the hard way why I'm called the Prime Dragon now."
Valeris grinned at his words, her golden eyes gleaming with excitement. "Heh, I like the sound of that. Maybe I should come along. A vacation to another world sounds interesting."
Asher raised an eyebrow. "You're really considering it?"
"Of course," she replied smoothly. "Wherever you go, chaos follows. How could I miss the fun?"
He sighed. "You just want an excuse to fight, don't you?"
She gave him a teasing smile. "Maybe. But also, if this family of yours is so important, I Want to see my ..what you humans call in-laws too."
" you will meet them" he said and then he added " though I am going to acquire the status of Dragon god first" he said
Valeris' eyes widened in surprise. "Huh? What do you mean?" she asked, tilting her head.
Asher smirked confidently. "I can perfectly fuse anything. So if I fuse all nine Ancient Dragon Bloodlines, I can recreate the Dragon God Bloodline—not just for me, but for you too."
Valeris blinked before letting out a low, throaty chuckle. "You're serious? You want to make me even stronger?"
"Of course," Asher said. "If I ascend, I'm bringing you with me. What's the point of having power if my wife....My mate can't stand beside me at the peak?"
Her golden eyes burned with excitement. "Hah! You really are insane. But I love it. If you can actually do it, then I'll gladly accept it. But are you sure you can handle fusing all nine?"
Asher's smirk deepened. "Watch me."
He already had five Ancient Dragon Bloodlines, so he took the remaining four Ancient Dragon Cores and absorbed them into himself. After acquiring all nine bloodlines, he began the fusion process.
As the fusion process reached its peak, Asher's body trembled violently. A surge of raw, primordial energy engulfed him, and his humanoid form could no longer contain the sheer magnitude of power. His muscles expanded, his bones shifted, and his entire being underwent a divine metamorphosis.
A brilliant radiance burst from within him, illuminating the entire realm like a second sun. His skin was replaced with shimmering white scales, each one radiating an ethereal glow, untouched by any impurity. His wings, vast and majestic, stretched out, the purest white ever seen, exuding an aura of absolute divinity.
And atop his enormous dragon head sat a blood-red crown, forged from the essence of the nine fused bloodlines. Embedded in the crown were nine distinct gemstones, each pulsing with the elemental power of the bloodlines he had merged—Celestial, Nether, Void, Chronos, Sunder, Storm, Abyss, Infernal, and Arcane.
The sky itself seemed to bow before his newfound form, the clouds swirling around him in reverence. The ground beneath trembled, unable to withstand the sheer pressure of his presence. The very air crackled with energy as he let out a mighty roar, shaking the heavens and the earth alike.
Valeris, witnessing his transformation, was left breathless. Her crimson eyes widened in astonishment, feeling the overwhelming power radiating from him. She had believed herself to be at the pinnacle of dragonkind, but now, before her, stood something beyond comprehension—a being that surpassed even the Dragon Gods of old.
Asher looked at his own claws, flexing them, feeling the boundless strength coursing through him. "This… is the power of the True Dragon God." His voice resonated across the skies, carrying with it an undeniable authority.
Valeris stepped forward, her lips parting as she whispered, "You have become something beyond a king, beyond an emperor… You are a sovereign of dragons, a Primordial Dragon God."
"Great then. So, my beautiful wife, do you desire such power too?" Asher asked as he gazed at her.
Valeris smirked at him before stepping back, her body glowing with a divine aura as she allowed herself to shift into her True Dragon form.
A brilliant, otherworldly transformation overtook her. Her crimson and black scales melted away, replaced by a shimmering white hue with a deep, void-like glow radiating from within. She had ascended into her ultimate form—the White Nether Ancient Dragon. This was her true bloodline, one she had never been able to awaken completely before her battle with Asher.
This form was a terrifying legend among dragons. Any who had witnessed it had perished before they could speak of it, making Asher the first to ever lay eyes upon it and live. This was why Valeris had ultimately accepted him as her husband—he was the only one worthy of standing by her side.
Though, at first, she had viewed him as nothing more than a human warrior, beneath her notice, over time, he had proven himself to her. He had fought her as an equal, healed her wounds, and, in doing so, helped her fully unlock the hidden potential of her ancient lineage.
Asher, a man who, in the eyes of dragons, should have been weak, had surpassed all expectations. He had no interest in ruling out of greed, nor did he crave power simply for the sake of it. Yet, despite that, he had grown into the mightiest being among dragons.
And Valeris, a dragon who once believed herself above all others, had found herself wholly captivated by this man.
Looking into his glowing crimson eyes, she let out a deep, resonating growl—one that only he could understand.
She had already accepted him with her whole heart.
Asher stepped closer, his massive white dragon form towering over Valeris's own. His shimmering scales, reflecting light like the purest crystal, radiated an aura of absolute supremacy. The nine glowing gems embedded in his blood-red crown pulsed with immense energy, each one representing the fused power of an Ancient Dragon Bloodline.
Valeris, even in her White Nether Ancient Dragon form, felt a shiver run down her spine as she gazed upon him. The sheer dominance in his presence was suffocating. Her instincts screamed at her—submit or challenge.
But she had already made her choice.
With a low, reverberating growl, she lowered her head slightly, exposing her neck—a gesture of deep trust and submission among dragons. "It seems my mate has truly surpassed even my expectations," she rumbled, her voice carrying both admiration and amusement.
Asher chuckled, the sound echoing through the vast chamber of the Dragon Queen's lair. "I told you, Valeris. I don't aim for power just to dominate—I aim for it to protect what's mine." His crimson eyes gleamed as he extended a claw, brushing it gently under her chin. "And you, my Queen, are mine."'
"That I am," she said, her voice steady with anticipation. "I am ready to accept the power."
Asher nodded, his eyes glowing with divine brilliance. Activating his Eternal Creation, he channeled the combined might of the Nine Ancient Dragon Bloodlines within him. His body radiated an overwhelming energy, reality itself trembling at his command.
With a flick of his claw, he wove the perfect fusion of all those powers—the Dragon God Bloodline, a force beyond mortal comprehension.