SSS Ranked Reincarnation: Dark Dragon Legacy Chapter 431: Trashy

When Silva saw Ophelia, his eyes closed to slits. "Everyone, please leave," he said.

"Bro, is sothing the issue?" Quin asked.

"It's not sothing you can help in, brother. Everyone out," Silva said. His voice was heavy and serious, so no one said anything and simply moved away, giving them enough space.

Ophelia looked around with a soft smile, then she looked at Silva. "It's nice to et a demigod in the flesh," she said.

"Don't patronize , Ophelia," Silva said. "How are you here?" he asked.

"Order allowed . I'll be honest. I understand that you don't really have it good for , but I did what I had to," Ophelia said.

"Tell yourself what you want. I have no grudge against you anymore, Ophelia. What's wrong and what's right is simply subjective, and you did what you did for your own survival.

That being said, now that all that is past, can this world finally be free from everything? I wish to rebuild it and finally make it into the place my family can be," Silva said.

Ophelia's expression darkened when she heard that, and Silva saw it. He knew that sothing was up, and he didn't like that fact.

"Silva, you are a demigod now. That's the first issue. You can't continue to exist in this world as one of theirs. You'll slowly destroy this world with your presence. It's impossible for you to stay here," Ophelia said.

Silva frowned. He stepped forward and looked her right in the eye. "Are you trying to tell that I have to leave Argon? If that's what you are saying, I'm not listening," Silva said.

"It's not a matter of if you want to or not, Silva. You are unsafe for this planet, and that goes beyond the fact that you are a demigod now.

Have you forgotten Ragna and the weeping angels? Ragna is coming for this world, and the best way for you to avoid the destruction of this world is by leaving," Ophelia explained.

"Why should I leave? I can stay and fight," Silva responded.

"No, you can't. Ragna is a primordial being, a being that existed before ti, only subject to Order.

And there is sothing you need to know about his weeping angels. They don't stop at the twelve-winged angel. There exist the cosmic angels as well.

A legion that Ragna barely uses, their strength greater than that of the twelve wings. So I want you to think about everyone here. What happens to them if Ragna attacks for a real war? Can you defend everyone?

You might be a demigod and extrely powerful, but defeating the angels would an destroying Argon.

Are you willing to risk the death of everyone because you want to show defiance to logic and Order?" Ophelia said.

Silva gritted his teeth. He didn't want to accept, he didn't want to let go. Why did he have to leave his ho? And where would he go when he left?

Ophelia understood his pain, and then she spoke. "Silva, being away from Argon does not an that you are going to be away from them forever. You can still co and see them, and as for those that are stronger, they can follow you.

You want freedom, right? Well, you can't get it as long as Order exists and watches. So you have to leave here and get stronger, use your power as a dark dragon, and reach your own freedom.

Isn't that what you should look forward to rather than staying cocooned inside Argon? I know I'm not the best, or soone you want to listen to. I brought you to this world and used you.

But I never wanted to harm you. I made sure that you could get through everything that ca your way, and I did my best to help you.

Sure, the goal I had was my own selfish goal, but even your goal for freedom is selfish because it's what you want. You would push heaven and earth to get that goal," Ophelia said.

"Then what about the other versions of ? You played with multiple tilines to make your plan co to pass. Were their lives aningless?" Silva asked.

"No. Though I wronged them, their lives were not aningless. They made you who you are, and that's a victory in my book. I may not be able to have compassion like what humans have on a small scale.

But I know their lives have been used to give us the greatest chance against Order. All that remains is for you, Silva, to finish the execution.

I, on the other hand, have lost nearly all the abilities I had and can barely help. I tampered with ti and space, lives and mories. I utilized them like a tool.

Do I regret my actions? Yes, I do. But I would do the sa again. Right now, it's either you watch everything you fought for crumble, or you step up, beco better, stronger, and reach the top," she said as she stretched her hands and placed them on his shoulder.

"You see the bigger picture now, Silva. So what will be your decision?" she asked.

Silva looked at her. He took a deep breath to calm down. "How much ti do I have?" he asked.

"The quicker, the better. Let's not have Ragna coming any closer," she replied.

"Who can I bring along with ?" he asked.

"Those that can survive the harsh world that is out there. But you herd those that will help you rebuild, that's what you want, right?" she asked.

"Yeah," he muttered and took a deep breath.

'I guess I'll not stop now, or anyti soon. Freedom is out there. I'll go after it and make sure I reach it,' Silva thought.

He looked at Ophelia. "This is the first ti I've seen you normally. I know you know you are beautiful, but I have to admit, you are really beautiful. That's the only thing going for you, though. Otherwise, you are the definition of trash," he said.

"And you are one trashy demigod. Look at all the damage you caused to get here," she responded with a smile.