Exchange of Expertise

The Meeting of the Five Kings, held only once every century... was unexpectedly brief.

The entire meeting lasted barely four hours.

"Is it always this fast? I remember the Demon King meetings used to last for several days," Liyana whispered to Mida.

During the meeting, Liyana had stood motionless to the side like a statue, not causing any trouble. Mida was quite satisfied with this and decided to answer Liyana's question.

Liyana had indeed listened very attentively, learning many things that outsiders could never access... all of which would become her bragging material in taverns in the future.

"In past meetings... we didn't just have discussions," Mida replied. "After a short meeting, there would be a lot of food to eat, and people performing entertainment."

Liyana understood. When the other Demon Kings hosted such a grand meeting, they would certainly go all out... The meetings were interspersed with lavish banquets, and amidst the clinking of glasses, time naturally stretched on.

But Mida's snowfield had nothing. Aside from howling freezing winds and eternal snow, it was practically barren. Furthermore, the population was sparse and resources were scarce. There was nothing to entertain these guests with, so she simply didn't bother.

If it hadn't been for Aina's help, the esteemed Demon Kings would likely still be condescending to sit on the shabby snow platforms Mida had casually piled up with ice and snow.

"This one ended really fast." Helug stood up from his throne and stretched. "Why don't we just do it like this from now on? Comparing our wealth is meaningless anyway."

"Is that so? I think it was fine as it was." Nakaen's gaze was calm.

The Sea Race was rich in resources, with countless treasures and delicacies hidden beneath the deep sea... Every time there was a meeting, Nakaen always had the most face.

"I also agree with Helug's suggestion," Hardwick said, stroking his thick, black, root-like beard.

"Indeed, there is no need for such extravagance." Olides nodded in agreement.

Mida's small mouth pursed imperceptibly, and her gaze dimmed slightly.

She had always been quite happy to feast to her heart's content every time.

Now she wouldn't be able to freeload anymore.

But naturally, Mida wouldn't say such a thing out loud.

"I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll be taking my leave." Hardwick's voice still echoed in the snowstorm as his body, composed of dead wood and shadows, suddenly disintegrated, turning into a streak of black light that swiftly departed and disappeared into the horizon. No one stopped him.

Hardwick's departure was like igniting some invisible fuse. The dormant power in the air began to stir and clash.

Next, it was time to fulfill the tradition. After all, it was rare for the Demon Kings to gather together.

"Olides, let me see if you've made any progress over the years." Helug slowly stood up, grinning as he cracked his knuckles.

"Hmph, you think I can't handle you?"

Having been beaten up by Xia Lun and Aina earlier, Olides was still holding in a breath of frustration.

But if it was sparring with an old rival, Olides regained his confidence. He had long been pondering how to deal with this guy.

Olides spread his wings and transformed into a streak of light, flying toward the snowfield below the sacred peak. Helug leaped high into the air, following closely behind like a meteor.

Two figures representing pure physical strength drew long trails in the sky above the vast snowfield.

"Miss Mida, shall we?" Nakaen also looked at Mida, clearly eager to try. Between his slender fingers, a crystal-clear stream of water coiled and slithered like a living creature, exuding the profound power of the ocean.

But Mida shook her head. "Wait a moment."

"Hmm?" Nakaen paused in surprise.

Mida scurried her little legs and ran toward the wooden cabin, but she came out not long after and said to Nakaen, "Mother agreed. Let's fight."

Nakaen found it somewhat amusing. Mida was already a Demon King, yet she still had to ask for her mother's permission to spar with someone.

Wait... she still has a mother? What is her identity?

But Nakaen could not afford to overthink things right now, as the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly plummeted!

Mida's petite figure was instantly swallowed by a piercing ice-blue light. The light rapidly expanded and took shape. In the blink of an eye, an overwhelmingly massive Frost Dragon stood proudly at the peak of the sacred mountain.

Without the slightest bit of probing, after transforming into the Frost Dragon, Mida unleashed a blast of extreme freezing breath that enveloped Nakaen.

"It is not good for young people to be so impetuous." Nakaen shook his head. Invisible water currents condensed in front of him into a water shield swirling like a deep-sea vortex, easily neutralizing Mida's breath.

Mida's attack was far from over!

A massive dragon claw swiped across, and the brute physical force viciously slapped Nakaen, shield and all, sending him flying. He fell straight from the sacred peak and was smashed into the snowfield below.

On the distant snowfield, a giant snow mist over a hundred meters high, mixed with shattered ice and permafrost, exploded outward. Large swathes of snow were sent flying, revealing the dark frozen earth beneath.

Mida knew that the water shield had deflected the vast majority of the impact, and Nakaen had not suffered any injuries.

Flapping her wings, Mida pursued him.

"Oh! Mo Lini, come quick, they're fighting, they're fighting!" Liyana excitedly pulled Mo Lini, rushing to the very edge of the sacred peak's cliff.

On one side were two continuously flashing and colliding streaks of light, moving so fast that their figures were completely invisible. Every time they clashed, a heaven-shaking boom erupted, and visible shockwaves blasted outward like tangible rings, leaving massive craters in the surrounding snowfield.

On the other side was Mida, in her dragon form, fighting against invisible waves. Mida spewed soul-freezing breath, condensing giant ice spears, ice walls, and even elemental colossi made of ice, launching an endless barrage of attacks downward.

"A battle of this caliber isn't something ordinary people ever get to see," Liyana said excitedly to Mo Lini. "This is a true battle of Demon Kings! A grand spectacle worthy of being recorded in epics!"

"Is that so?" Mo Lini didn't look nearly as excited as Liyana. "They don't seem to be as strong as Xia Lun and Aina, right?"

"You just don't understand, do you?" Liyana wagged a finger. "Only a battle between evenly matched experts is truly entertaining to watch!"

That seemed to make sense.

If it had been Xia Lun or Aina taking action, there would be no suspense; the battle would basically be over in a single swish.

Wait... is fighting supposed to be about looking good? Mo Lini felt like she was being led astray by Liyana.

Mo Lini looked into the distance, where fierce battles raged on both fronts. Olides and Helug were engaged in close-quarters combat, while Mida and Nakaen relied more on various magic and spells.

Hmm... it did look quite spectacular.

It would be even better if she had something to eat right now.