"Weina, not bad!"

Ignoring the "small character" who fell from the sky, Anita had already urged her flying horse to take the lead and approach Liweina.

In Her Majesty the Queen's first victorious battle against an opponent of equal level, she smiled charmingly at Anita, waved her hand, and a rain of red rose petals transformed into light, fluttering down from the sky.

Raising the hem of her skirt, she jumped onto the broad back of the flying horse, sitting sideways to ride with Anita. The latter encircled her slender waist, whispering playfully into her ear.

Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums each prevail in their own way; the two beautiful women created a rare spectacle in the sky.

Clap! Clap! Clap!...

"Your Majesty, as the pinnacle profession that utilizes willpower to influence reality, a Titled Knight's strength is as powerful as their mind. Your performance today is truly impressive!"

Following closely behind, Aiven sincerely applauded and praised Liweina.

Raising her hand gently, a breeze on the ground swirled around her discarded high heels and delivered them back to her side.

To be honest, even without considering the intimate relationship between the two over the years, Aiven had always "admired" Liweina as his lord.

Compared to the Eldest Princess Stephanie, who eloped with Jelos for love, the Second Princess Liweina was undoubtedly a self-disciplined and determined monarch.

From a young age, she had endured many hardships to become a qualified queen.

While other noblewomen enjoyed opera, she was diligently practicing swordsmanship; while others went on picnics, she was crawling through the yellow earth in the army camp; while they frolicked by the seaside, she braved storms at sea with the Kingdom Navy...

For decades, she tirelessly studied geography, politics, economics, military affairs, literature, and art, practiced swordsmanship to follow the path of knighthood, and engaged in power struggles with old foxes...

What supported her progress to successfully become a Titled Knight was just two words — "responsibility."

This also made Aiven see a reflection of himself in her.

Even now, when she could enjoy the fruits of her labor, there might not be much left in Liweina's life for herself.

And when she officially advanced to "Titled Knight" and [Heart Image: Rose Burial Ceremony] was born, it signified that she ultimately chose to marry the nation of Phaletis.

The love and respect from all the people were certainly well-deserved.

It's just... this intriguing [Heart Image].

Knowing the mythical story behind it, Aiven couldn't help but touch his nose. Although he hadn't done anything wrong, he inexplicably felt a bit guilty.

A Titled Knight who started focusing on spiritual cultivation during Tier 3; the [Heart Image] rooted in one's heart could ultimately not deceive anyone.

"Ha, of course!"

Liweina sat on the horse's back with her feet crossed, casting a "superior" glance at Aiven, the significant increase in strength restoring her confidence before him.

And "Titled Knight," with a lifespan of at least five hundred years, gradually liberated her from the purely queen perspective, restoring much of her nature.

Anita chuckled softly, kicking the horse's belly to direct the flying horse to land.

Whirr~

The others kept their eyes straight ahead, as the main force continued advancing deeper into the inland already cleared by werewolves, serving as aerial support for the ground forces.

The students of the "Life Tree School" and a few accompanying personnel descended from the sky along with Aiven, Anita, and Liweina, preparing to meet the "high-ranking Totem God" who "fell into their trap."

At this moment.

The Shadow Dragon Kaka, already equivalent to an experienced Tier 3 level, transformed into a young man dressed in a black scale robe with twin black horns, arriving at the ground first.

Sitting on the ground, he was curiously poking the paralyzed body of the "Eagle Spirit" Avanca, tightly bound by the equivalent of demonized weapon-grade [Shadowy Tentacles], with a tree branch.

Oh, the faith of high-ranking Totem Gods has transcended being limited to a specific race or region, becoming a widespread faith or even cultural gene.

With Avanca's current personality, he could be called the "King of the Sky."

Looking at the high-ranking Totem God adorned in feathered attire, with golden hair and eyes, Aiven retrieved the [Oath Prison Lock] from the [Witchcraft Garden], which had one last spot remaining.

With a commanding presence, he inquired:

"Humans die for wealth and birds die for food. Since you dared to come here to seize the Spiritual Origin, will you submit or not?"

For Avanca's current strength and value, he already deserved similar treatment as "Mother of Water" Melro or "Lady Crow" Ye He'er.

[Extraordinary Profession: Gunman] gains the core abilities [Gun Sense] and [Vital Insight] at Tier 1, allowing one to sense the enemy's vital spots and deliver a fatal strike with heightened perception.

At Tier 2, they gain a powerful ability called [Accuracy Lock], ensuring each subsequent shot aimed at the same target gets closer to the vital spot, akin to an alternative "Lock Pendant."

It's a potential stock in the Extraordinary profession hindered by the current stage of firearms development.

With modern firearms crafted using Aiven's existing technologies, such as "Thunder Mercury Fire Cap" and "Smokeless Gunpowder" (Chapter 636), becoming the early king among the ranks of Extraordinary people is possible.

It would thoroughly overturn the current ruling order of all nations on the continent, relegating over ninety-nine percent of Tier 2 Transcendents, including those on the knightly path, to the dustbin of history.

Even a Tier 3 Great Knight who can crush spears and steel could no longer disdain thousands of soldiers as mere blades of grass.

Indeed, being surrounded by hundreds of soldiers and subjected to concentrated fire would lead to instant defeat.

Aiven understood that before an "Era Catastrophe" of unspecified timing arrived, the future remained uncertain.

However, strengthening one's power from both ordinary and extraordinary aspects was a task without fault.

Experience from predecessors taught us that, fundamentally, it's the gun barrel that decides the survival of a country and its people. In the face of any crisis or calamity, as long as one controls the gun barrel, its progression is relatively manageable.

"Western Advance" is like this; a "Gunman" is alike this.

If we can find a way for the entire Extraordinary race to survive during this window of opportunity, everything will be great, and most people or their descendants will have a chance to live.

Even if we can't, we can still push the world's trend significantly, and perhaps the Goddess will create two more tickets.

"Hmph!"

However, Avanca was stubbornly staring without even glancing at Aiven, showing no awareness of being a prisoner at all.

The group of Sky Knights nearby immediately became furious, pulling out various "tools" wanting to teach this arrogant guy a lesson about respecting power.

Yet, at this moment.

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Accompanied by the increasingly urgent bell overhead, a phantom identical to the Cumberland Mountains gradually forced the clouds open, spanning across the center of the sky.

Due to the overflowing abundant spirituality, the natural laws here have formed a "Cumberland" Secret Realm similar to the one on "Manitoulin Island" back then.

Just as everyone looked up.

Whoosh!

Avanca, appearing unharmed, seized the opportunity to once again transform into a golden wind, rushing upward toward the Secret Realm overhead.

The [Paralysis Effect] and the [Shadowy Tentacles] entangling his body seemed like a complete illusion.

Core Authority: [Unrestrained Wind]; Secondary Authorities: [Meteorology], [Hunting].

An old monster who has lived for thousands of years is not that simple, after all.

These authorities unique to High-Rank Totem Gods are the keys to his audacity to dip into the duchy's benefits.

Especially [Unrestrained Wind], which makes him like a spirit of the wind, unbound by any conventional forces. Even knowing the duchy's strength is not weak, he is confident in escaping leisurely.

A cloud ring exploded overhead, revealing a deep tunnel, and the [Eagle Horn Bow] reappeared in his hand, with the abundant golden light turning into cold stars, quietly activating an ability similar to [Vital Insight].

[Wind Tunnel]

[Eagle Horn Bow: Killing Strike]

In the instant before his body would vanish into the tunnel, a shocking arrow of light like a poisonous dragon descended from the sky, directly targeting the strongest present, Aiven.

This Totem God indeed had a good scheme, initially feigning capture, relying on his own authorities, always conserving strength to spy on the spilling "Spiritual Origin".

Finally, now the plot reality becomes clear.

"As a High-Rank Totem God, he indeed has some tricks up his sleeve."

Raising his head to face that arrow, a lethal threat to anyone here, Aiven just made a bland comment.

An astonishing scene occurred.

Just seeing that fierce, murderous golden light began to weaken and disintegrate bit by bit in mid-air.

Bang!

By the time it slowly drifted to Aiven, it was easily blown into light particles with a gentle breath, disappearing.

In fact, even if Aiven were just standing there, letting this Totem God strike, he wouldn't lose a single bit of skin.

Meanwhile, in the expansive golden world overhead, Avanca appeared as if frozen in amber like an insect, unable to move.

Within the opposition's initiated [Unrestrained Wind], although Aiven had no corresponding [Wind] authorities, he could override the opponent's authorities with his higher [Divinity] personality.

"Crowned as king, wherever my body stands is indeed my territory" wouldn't be mere words, would it?

Observing this situation, Melro, from the team, who shares the rank as the "Mother of Water," watched without any waves of emotion, just gently sighed:

"Alas, still too young..."

Snap—!

Aiven paid no more attention to this unlucky one who tested the law with his own body, casually snapping his fingers.

In the vast golden light, a pair of invisible giant hands extended, slowly piercing into the Secret Realm, forcefully tearing it open to the sides.

Screech—!

The next moment, they broke in with the momentum of the "Duchy Tax Bureau Collection Office" collecting taxes.

Regarding the levels of "Spiritual Origin": cloud mass, gemstone, fruit, light Qi, if it were a Secret Realm of the cloud mass level, Aiven might have some concerns. However, a gemstone level Secret Realm is entirely beneath his notice.

In his own "territory", there are just two words: Come on, collect the tax!

Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!...

Faced with the gem gradually forming, a group of disciples in great need of supplementation to add to the school immediately rose into the air.

Effortlessly suppressing a High-Rank Totem God, forcefully tearing the Secret Realm, all done casually without a hint of smoke or fire.

Shaking the [Oath Prison Lock] in his hand, Aiven gave Avanca a toothy grin.

Moments later.

The last spot was formally secured.

Ye He'er, Melro, and Avanca, three High-Rank Totem Gods, each made achievements in intelligence (medical), population, and military, fully utilized.