Loki tried to stand up, his face red with absolute anger.
He wanted to cast a spell, but Elias just looked at him and sighed.
"Gravity,"
Elias said simply.
Instantly, a massive, invisible weight crashed down on Loki.
The god slammed back into the floor, unable to move a single finger.
He was pinned to the ground like a helpless bug.
He was completely defeated without Elias even trying.
In this universe, Elias had become far too powerful.
Absolutely no one could challenge him anymore.
Odin walked over, leaning heavily on his spear.
He looked down at his defeated son and shook his head.
"Thank you, Elias,"
Odin said in his deep voice, bowing his head slightly.
"You stopped him before he could ruin everything. I am truly sorry for the trouble."
"It is no problem, Old man,"
Elias smiled warmly, lifting the gravity magic just enough so the guards could put magical chains on Loki.
The other gods in the room watched in pure silence.
Seeing Elias effortlessly crush a powerful god like Loki made everything completely clear.
They finally accepted the truth.
Elias was more than enough to hold this fragile peace treaty together.
With him watching over the factions, the peace was unbreakable.
No one would ever dare to start a war or challenge him.
Elias looked back at Vali, who was still holding the chained wolf.
"You can go, Vali,"
Elias told him gently.
"Take your new pet and leave."
"See you around, Elias,"
Vali smirked.
With a flash of magic, Vali and his team completely vanished into thin air.
However, the terrorists from the Old Satan Faction tried to sneak away toward the broken ceiling while everyone was distracted.
"Not you guys,"
Elias said firmly.
He snapped his fingers. Thick ropes made of bright, glowing magic shot out and wrapped tightly around the
Old Satan terrorists, trapping them instantly.
Elias walked over and handed the magical ropes to Sirzechs Lucifer and Serafall.
"Here you go,"
Elias said casually.
"You can deal with them."
"Thank you, Elias,"
Sirzechs smiled gratefully, taking the ropes.
"You handled this perfectly. You saved the peace treaty again."
"You were so amazing, Elias-chan!"
Serafall cheered, hugging his arm tightly.
"You were super cool and scary!"
Elias laughed, but before he could say anything else, the entire room suddenly went completely dark.
The air became incredibly heavy. It wasn't the freezing cold of death like Elias's eyes.
It was a feeling of pure, endless, heavy emptiness.
A small tear opened in the empty space above the round table.
A tiny girl with long black hair, pointy ears, and a simple black dress floated down.
Her eyes were completely blank and emotionless.
The gods and goddesses instantly panicked.
Some of them even backed away and pulled out their weapons in pure, shaking fear.
"Ouroboros!"
One of the gods yelled, his voice cracking.
"The Infinite Dragon God! Ophis!"
It was Ophis.
She was known as one of the absolute strongest beings in the entire world.
To see her suddenly appear at a peace treaty was terrifying for the factions.
But Ophis completely ignored the screaming gods.
She ignored Odin, Sirzechs, and Serafall.
She slowly floated directly toward Elias and landed softly on the floor right in front of him.
Elias didn't raise his guard. He didn't activate his mystic eyes.
He just looked at her curiously.
"Hello,"
Elias said gently, treating her just like a normal person.
"What are you doing here? I heard from Dee about you and Great Red."
Ophis looked up at his face.
Her blank eyes seemed a little lost and confused.
She reached out her small hand and gently grabbed the sleeve of his black suit.
"Elias Thorne,"
Ophis said.
Her voice was very quiet, flat, and completely monotone.
"I came to find you. I need your help."
"My help?"
Elias asked, tilting his head in surprise.
"You are the Infinite Dragon God. What could you possibly need my help with?"
Ophis slowly placed her other hand over her own chest.
She looked deeply into Elias's dark eyes.
"Something is wrong with me,"
Ophis whispered softly.
"My infinity... it is slowly fading away."
Elias was incredibly strong, but he didn't know everything.
He was not a doctor or a magic healer.
Still, his sharp senses could easily feel the strange, sick energy spreading inside her small body.
"You are poisoned,"
Elias said softly.
"Someone put something very bad inside you."
Elias narrowed his eyes. To figure out exactly what was wrong, he activated his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.
The bright blue and deep red pattern glowed in the quiet room.
Elias looked closely at Ophis's chest.
He could clearly see the dark, ugly lines of the poison eating away at her infinite magic.
But Elias quickly frowned. He blinked, turning his glowing eyes off.
"I can see the poison,"
Elias muttered, crossing his arms.
"But I can't just cut it out. The poison's lines are completely tangled up with your own life force. If I use my eyes to kill the poison... you will die, too."
Ophis just stood there.
She didn't cry, and she didn't look scared of dying. She just looked incredibly tired.
Elias looked down at her. A part of his mind wondered why he should even try to save her.
"You know,"
Elias said slowly, his voice calm but serious.
"You are the supreme leader of the Khaos Brigade. Your group is full of terrorists. They literally just tried to destroy this peace treaty and hurt my friends. Why should I care if you die?"
Ophis blinked her blank, empty eyes. She didn't let go of his sleeve.
"I do not care about the Khaos Brigade,"
Ophis answered in her flat, quiet voice.
"I do not care about their human wars or their anger. They promised to give me my silent home back if I shared my power. That is all."
Elias looked deep into her eyes. He expected to see a cruel, evil monster planning to destroy the world.
Instead, he saw absolutely nothing bad.
Her eyes were completely innocent.
She looked exactly like a small, lost child who had been tricked by bad people.
She didn't seem like someone who would ever do terrible things on purpose.
She was just being used because she was strong.
Elias let out a long, heavy sigh. The coldness in his heart completely melted away.
He gently reached out and placed his warm hand on top of her soft black hair.
"You are not a scary terrorist leader at all, are you?"
Elias asked gently, offering her a kind smile.
"You are just a lost kid who wants to go back to her quiet room."
Ophis looked at his warm hand on her head.
She gave a very tiny, slow nod.
"Okay,"
Elias decided firmly.
"I will not let you die. If my eyes can't cut the poison out without hurting you, then I will just have to find another way to fix it."
Elias thought for a moment.
He looked at the tiny Dragon God.
"I have an idea,"
Elias said softly.
"I have a special power called Adaptivity. If my body feels the poison, it will automatically learn how to destroy it. But I need to get it inside me first."
He held out his hand.
"Can I have a little bit of your blood, Ophis?"
Elias asked gently.
Ophis didn't hesitate.
She brought her small finger to her mouth and bit the tip.
A single drop of dark, purple blood fell onto Elias's finger.
Elias brought it to his mouth and swallowed the drop of blood.
Instantly, his body began to glow.
He felt a terrible, burning pain trying to attack his heart, but his Adaptivity completely crushed it in just a few seconds.
His body easily learned the poison's secret and made him totally immune.
Elias opened his eyes and let out a deep breath.
"Wow, that is some nasty stuff,"
Elias muttered, wiping his mouth.
"It is called Samael's poison."
Hearing that name, the room erupted into chaos.
Azazel, the leader of the Fallen Angels, dropped his drink. Michael, the Archangel of Heaven, turned completely pale.
"Samael's poison?!"
Michael gasped in absolute shock.
"That is impossible! That poison is the ultimate curse! It is designed to instantly kill any dragon in existence!"
"Who could even get their hands on something so dangerous?"
Azazel yelled, looking completely panicked.
Elias completely ignored the yelling faction leaders.
He didn't care about the politics of the poison.
He only cared about the little girl standing in front of him.
Elias bit his own thumb, drawing a drop of his warm, red blood. He held his hand out to Ophis.
"Drink this,"
Elias told her with a kind smile.
"My blood has the cure in it now. If you drink it, your body will learn how to adapt, too."
Ophis leaned forward.
She gently held his hand and licked the drop of blood from his thumb.
Almost immediately, the heavy, sick feeling around her completely vanished.
The dark lines of the deadly poison melted away from her heart.
Her infinite power slowly began to return, filling her small body with warmth.
Ophis looked at her own hands. For the very first time, a tiny, genuine smile appeared on her pale face.
"It doesn't hurt anymore,"
Ophis whispered, her blank eyes shining with quiet happiness.
"I am not dying."
She looked back up at Elias. She was a powerful god, and she understood that everything had a price.
"You saved me,"
Ophis said softly.
"What do you want in return, Elias Thorne? I can give you power. I can give you anything."
Elias just chuckled and shook his head.
"I don't want anything, Ophis,"
Elias answered honestly.
"I am just glad you are feeling better."
But before Elias could say anything else, the shadows behind him shifted.
A beautiful, pale girl in a black dress slowly floated out of thin air. It was Dee.
She hovered right next to Elias and looked down at the tiny Dragon God with a sweet, maternal smile.
"Eli doesn't want a reward,"
Dee giggled softly.
"But I do."
Ophis tilted her head, looking at the pure concept of Death with curious eyes.
She remembered her clearly. Someone who could beat her and Great Red easily in dimensional gap.
"What do you want?"
Ophis asked.
Dee floated closer and gently poked Ophis's cheek.
"I want you to be our daughter!"
Dee announced happily.
Elias blinked, caught off guard.
Even the gods in the room went completely silent again.
"Daughter?"
Ophis repeated, not fully understanding the word.
"Yes,"
Dee smiled warmly.
"You were tricked by those bad people because you just wanted a quiet place to sleep, right? You wanted true silence."
Ophis nodded slowly.
"Well, if you become our daughter, I can give you exactly what you want,"
Dee promised her, her dark eyes glowing with pure kindness.
"I have a place called the Shadow Realm. It is perfectly quiet. There are no wars, no noisy people, and no one will ever bother you there. You can sleep in the silence forever, and you can come out to play with us whenever you want."
Ophis's eyes widened.
A perfectly quiet home where no one would ever use her again.
It was everything she had ever dreamed of.
Without a second thought, the terrifying Infinite Dragon God stepped forward and hugged Elias's leg tightly.
"Okay,"
Ophis whispered, her small voice full of pure peace.
"I want to be your daughter."
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