The dragon progenitor. Alex had heard a lot about him from Vesa.
Considering his personality, disappearing from the world after winning the war felt strange.
Alex was still thinking about it when Saryx stood up.
"Now that the deal is done, both of you should leave. I want to rest, and I hate guests." He glanced upward. "Aztaroth. Send them away."
Space folded around Alex and Mingyue.
The next moment, they found themselves far from the star, the heat and pressure gone in an instant.
"That Aztaroth fortress is really something," Mingyue said with a sigh.
It wasn't like they were helpless against it. If they really pushed, they could fight back.
They just chose not to. It would only drag them into another conflict they didn't need right now.
"It is," Alex said. "I tried to probe it during the fight, but I still couldn't find the core. I wonder how it's made. It doesn't feel like a normal computer."
"Maybe they use a living mind and connect it to the system?" Mingyue asked.
