Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Boom!

A massive wave of pressure swept across the battlefield, and in an instant, the entire dragon army froze in place.

When they looked again at Timothy and Azura, their eyes were filled with shock and fear.

A deep, primal terror gripped their hearts, making it impossible for them to take even a single step forward.

And it wasn't just the dragon soldiers, whose strength varied from one to another. Even the dozen or so elders of the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon stood there, completely dumbfounded.

The golden dragon, towering and majestic, radiating the pride of its kind, was no exception. Despite its imposing presence, fear had taken root deep within its heart.

The combined pressure from those two auras was something even they couldn't withstand.

"How… is this possible?"

The elder dragon, Draconis, stood frozen in disbelief.

It wasn't just that he hadn't expected the fusion of Azura's dragon aura and Timothy's Holy Emperor aura to create such an overwhelming force.

What shocked him even more was that he could clearly sense a powerful dragon aura coming from Timothy as well.

It seemed to be this very dragon aura that amplified Timothy's divine presence, making it a hundred times more terrifying to the dragons.

But…

"Why does Timothy have a dragon's aura? Isn't that something only dragons can possess?!"

The entire Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon fell into a deathly silence, as if time itself had stopped.

None of them knew that Timothy possessed an ancient sacred body, capable of perfectly merging with other types of physiques.

And the Golden Scale Dragon Carp he had once consumed had strengthened his body to the point where it could rival that of a dragon, even allowing him to emit a dragon's aura.

When this dragon aura fused with his divine power, the resulting pressure was enough to make any dragon tremble from the depths of their soul.

Looking at Timothy was like standing before another Dragon King.

His overwhelming presence felt like a pair of eyes from the abyss, staring them down, crushing any thought of resistance.

"Can I leave now?"

Timothy's cold voice echoed across the battlefield, sharp and sudden like a clap of thunder.

Countless figures trembled. The dragon army, which had been so fierce and unstoppable just moments ago, now cowered like subjects before their emperor, like mice before a cat.

Even the elders, with their deep cultivation and strength, couldn't suppress the overwhelming fear in their hearts.

They couldn't understand how Timothy could unleash such a terrifying dragon aura, but the fear gnawing at them kept reminding them of one thing:

Don't resist. If you do, the only path left is death.

"If you wish to leave, we… we won't stop you."

One of the dragon elders, his gaze filled with inner conflict, finally gave in. The pressure was so intense that he felt like his spine was about to snap. He could no longer hold out and bowed deeply to Timothy, his voice filled with respect.

"We feel the same."

At the same time, the other elders, barely holding back the blood rising in their throats, quickly bowed as well.

The entire sea fell silent. There was no longer any voice of opposition.

"In that case, I'll be taking Azura with me."

"Yes."

It was clear now: even though the dragons were powerful, they couldn't resist the pressure that came from their very bloodline.

Timothy glanced at the now-quiet Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon and smiled in satisfaction.

He gently took Azura's hand again, and without another word, they flew toward the surface of the sea.

The two figures slowly drifted away from the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon, and no one dared to stop them.

All they could do was watch as the two disappeared into the distance.

Their plan had completely fallen apart. No one had expected this outcome, not with Timothy standing guard.

They had been so determined—no matter what, they were going to stop Azura.

But now, not a single one of them dared to take another step forward.

They could only watch as the two figures—one human, one dragon—broke through the surface of the water, about to leave the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon behind.

Finally, Draconis couldn't hold back any longer and called out from a distance, "Dragon King, could you tell us how much longer you plan to stay bound by the pet contract with Timothy?"

Hearing this, Azura paused for a moment in the water.

Her bright blue eyes swept over the scene, and she responded casually, "A year? Two years?

Maybe shorter, maybe longer. Or maybe…

Who knows!

Either way, I'll continue fulfilling my duty as the Dragon King, protecting the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon. But that doesn't mean I'll be stuck here forever."

With a playful turn, Azura quickly floated back to Timothy's side.

The water gently rippled around her, and small sea creatures, devoid of any magical power, drifted toward her, as if drawn to her presence, wanting to be near her.

Azura was the Dragon King of the Western Sea, the daughter of the ocean itself.

But now, holding Timothy's hand, she leapt out of the water without hesitation.

And her smile—so different from the one she wore while at the Shrine—was filled with joy.

Because beyond the sea, there were countless places she wanted to explore, and someone she wanted to be with.

Even if that guy was a bit of a tyrant, always riding her and teasing her…

The ocean fell silent, and the dragons could only watch as the two figures disappeared into the distance.

No one dared to stop them.

They couldn't understand Azura's thoughts, but perhaps, as she had said, it was being by Timothy's side that had allowed her to grow so quickly.

It was only with him that her ambitions had soared higher and higher.

The throne of the Dragon King may have crumbled, but a new one would soon be built.

Because the Ocean Dragon King of the Shrine was still out there, wandering, not yet ready to return.

Standing before the other dragons, Draconis, though weathered by time, couldn't help but smile with a hint of satisfaction.

"That little girl… she's grown up, hasn't she?

But it seems like it wasn't the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon, or even her duties as Dragon King, that helped her grow so fast. It was…"

Draconis looked up at the surface of the water, a wistful smile on his face as he shook his head.

He wouldn't say these thoughts aloud, and no other dragon would believe that a human could have such a profound impact on one of their own.

But Draconis was certain: leaving the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon wouldn't harm Azura in the slightest.
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In fact, her path forward would be one that no Dragon King before her could ever hope to match.

As for that pet contract…

"I doubt the Dragon King ever really saw herself as a pet. Timothy must have his hands full taking care of her."

As an old dragon who had watched Azura grow up, Draconis couldn't help but chuckle at the thought.

His laughter carried a mix of nostalgia and the bittersweet passage of time.