Chapter 191

The trident was forged from lightning — ever-shifting, ever-changing — something Drogo had never anticipated.

Before his eyes, more lightning burst violently from the Naga’s body, the arcs gathering again as though forming a second trident.

“What a pity Princess Haisi is busy taking her first step toward godhood,” the Naga murmured softly, her tone regretful. “If she could see this, she would be delighted.”