Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress

She only remembered the last time Caroline had prayed to the Ancestor of the Sword, and to her amazement, the Statue of the Sword Ancestor had responded, even resolving their crisis...

This time, in a moment of desperation, she prayed to the Ancestor of the Sword again...

Originally, she thought she would be answered by the sacred Ancestor of the Sword...

She hadn't expected... the maintenance of the sacred aura lasted less than five minutes before it was supplanted by evil.

At this moment, Caroline, whose body had been invaded by an Evil Spirit, also revealed a look of shock in her blood-red eyes; her divinity... vanished...

And was replaced by darkness.

Could it be that the Statue of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor had been taken over by a powerful Demon from the Abyss?

It had better not be so.

Despite some trepidation about the divinity she had felt before, she still very much wanted to meet this Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor.

In Caroline's memory, the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor was named Lance.

Sharing the name with the Demon who had betrayed the Abyss.

If the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor was indeed the Demon who had betrayed the Abyss...

Then by defeating the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor, even taking the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor back to the Abyss, she would automatically become a candidate for the Demon Emperor!

She had invaded this human girl's body also because of the memory that held the name Lance.

Could the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor be the Demon that betrayed the Abyss?

Demons should not be able to cultivate divinity.

But the dark aura that was present now... it did seem rather interesting to her...

Whether it was the Demon that betrayed the Abyss or not, she would find out by dragging out his Divine Soul and taking a look.

Caroline abruptly thrust out her right hand and a mass of thick, blood-red mist transformed into a blood-red ghostly hand, reaching past Aria and violently grabbing onto the Statue of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor.

"Appear before this supreme being!"

The blood-red ghostly hand violently pulled backward, and the Statue of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor was instantly dragged into the air and flung towards Caroline.

The Evil Spirit controlling Caroline's body, seeing this, wanted to retreat, but then saw the statue of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor reaching out a ghostly hand engulfed in Fierce Flame from the netherworld toward her.

Unable to dodge, immobilized, the Evil Spirit occupying Caroline's body could only watch as the ghostly hand, aflame with Fierce Flame from the netherworld, pierced into the human girl's head that she had possessed.

"No! Caroline... huh?"

Aria, witnessing the ghostly hand of the Statue of Sword Ancestor impaling Caroline's head, thought this Great Demon would kill Caroline along with the Evil Spirit occupying her body.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, the ghostly claw wreathed in Fierce Flame from the netherworld pulled out a ferocious, terrifying, and tall... non-corporeal blood-red soul from Caroline's body.

The black and red mist that pervaded the dim corridor also transformed into Fierce Flame from the netherworld in that instant.

The moment the ferocious and terrifying blood-red soul left Caroline's body, Caroline fell from the air to the ground, fortunately caught by Aria's quick reaction.

With the Evil Spirit detached, Caroline gasped heavily, her blood-red eyes gradually returned to normal, and the evil aura about her quickly receded.

The Evil Spirit, grabbed by the ghostly claw by its neck, struggled. She refused to believe she could be so easily expelled from a human's body by an unknown entity.

How could it touch her soul?

Was this statue a Deity?

Or a Demon?!

"Are you alright, Caroline?"

"I.. I'm fine.... Did you... pray to the Sword Ancestor?"

"Mmhmm..." Aria's face twisted into a wry smile, "But it seems... what responded to me was still that same Great Demon as last time... Caroline... what exactly does the Ancestor of the Sword look like?

The Statue you sculpted... it's not some Great Demon, is it..."

Aria's voice grew softer, because at that moment... the Statue of Sword Ancestor truly resembled a Great Demon, radiating a netherworldly glow all around, especially now as the Statue of Sword Ancestor gripped the terrible demon with a netherworldly ghostly claw...

Suspending the Demon in the void...

Making the Ancestor of the Sword appear even more terrifying than the Great Demon.

Lance glanced at the Evil Spirit Demon in his hand. How could entities of this level start to appear in the Human World?

Even Transcendents at the level of the Golden Wheel, if they encountered an Evil Spirit Demon of his level without having the means to counter it, would be possessed.

Good, he could use an Evil Spirit Demon of this level to train the Dragon Cub, let her face it as an adversary.

He would keep it confined to his Domain.

As for his two little followers...

Lance sensed the situation of this Underground Devil Palace, and there were still plenty of monsters. Given their current state... if they continued to operate in this Devil Palace...

Their injuries might worsen...

Thinking it over, Lance cast two streams of netherworldly Fierce Flame from his left hand, one entering Caroline's body and the other Aria's.

These two flames could heal their injuries.

As for what they chose to do next, whether to continue adventuring in the Underground Devil Palace or leave, that was up to them.

He was leaving.

At critical moments, he could save the followers who believed in him, but he would not protect his own followers from harm.

How could one become a towering tree without enduring wind and storms?

Boom—

The ghostly fierce flames that filled the corridor all rapidly receded back into the Statue of Sword Ancestor.

Caroline and Aria watched with their eyes wide open as that terrifying demon was pinched into a ball by a ghostly claw... sucked into the right palm of the Statue of Sword Ancestor...

When the last wisp of ghostly fierce flame faded, the corridor once again became dim.

Faintly, the wails of demons still echoed in the corridor....

"Ca... Caroline, has the Great Demon... Lord... left?!"

"Um... He should have left, we... were saved by this Great Demon Lord... twice already."

"The statue we carry with us... is it the Statue of Sword Ancestor? Or is it a statue of some unknown Great Demon?

Twice now... the power exhibited by the Statue of Sword Ancestor... it all seems to belong to a Great Demon..."

Aria asked with a crying voice, although the Great Demon... Lord did not harm them, being visited by a Great Demon twice... would scare anyone.

If it had been Sword Ancestor who came, she wouldn't have been afraid.

Great Demon... oh...

If the clergy of the Temple found out that the statues carried by her and Caroline were demonic statues...

They would be considered heretics...

"The statue we carry with us is certainly the Statue of Sword Ancestor, as a Sword Cultivator, I could not possibly misidentify the Statue of Sword Ancestor and a demonic statue."

"Then let me rephrase the question... Is Sword Ancestor... a Great Demon?"

"That is simply not possible! Sword Ancestor is holy! Every time I pray to Sword Ancestor with all my heart, I can faintly feel his presence as sacred as the blazing sun."

While speaking, Caroline's face showed a devout expression.

Crack... crack...

"What's that sound?"

"It sounds like something cracking... what... wait... it's not the Sword Ancestor's statue cracking, is it?!"

Aria quickly ran to check the Statue of Sword Ancestor carefully, "Ah! The Statue of Sword Ancestor has cracked again!!!

Caroline, could it be that the Great Demon has desecrated the Statue of Sword Ancestor, and then the statue in response... cracked itself?"

"..."

Caroline felt inexplicably guilty, for the last time her own Statue of Sword Ancestor had cracked too...

But this time, it was the Statue of Sword Ancestor that Aria carried...

"Aria, put the Statue of Sword Ancestor away first."

"Okay."

Aria put away the cracked statue.

"Aria, the demon that possessed my body said... our Sword Cultivators' revered Sword Ancestor, and a Great Demon who abandoned the Abyss, bear a striking resemblance, even sharing the same name.

To destroy my faith, the demon even told me... that the Sword Ancestor I believe in might just be that Great Demon who abandoned the Abyss."

"How could that be?!"

"Sword Ancestor is a human, a Sword Cultivator, and the Great Demon who abandoned the Abyss, must be a cruel and vicious Demon King. If Sword Ancestor was a Great Demon, would the great temples allow us Sword Cultivators to worship a cruel and vicious Demon King?

That damned demon is clearly trying to shatter your faith with his words.

As for having the same name, that has no persuasive power whatsoever. Are there not plenty of people with the same names and surnames in the great kingdoms?"

Aria scoffed at the demon's words, saying that Sword Ancestor was the Great Demon who had abandoned the Abyss; she, as a Mage, didn't believe it, and Sword Cultivators would be even less likely to.

Caroline nodded, but there was one thing she did not tell Aria about, and that was the Great Demon who had abandoned the Abyss... He did indeed look somewhat like Sword Ancestor...

The demon occupying her body had shown her a portrait of that Abyssal Great Demon.

Upon her return, she needed to be wary of this matter.

To see if other Sword Cultivators had encountered it.

Or if Sword Ancestor had ever responded to other Sword Cultivators.

And also, demons...

The frequency of demon appearances in their kingdom had been quite high recently. In the future, if she encountered a demon saying that Sword Ancestor resembled the Great Demon who abandoned the Abyss, she would surely cut down the demon with her sword!

Even if they resembled each other, it was the Great Demon who abandoned the Abyss that resembled their Sword Ancestor!

...

Lance Sword Domain.

The young Dragon Cub watched as Evil Dragon Lance used his Dragon Claw to pull a blood-red, terrifying-looking monster from the center of his brow!