432 Jormungandratius

As the golden light swallowed the dragon with him, materializing back in his divine kingdom, a sudden jolt of energy passed through one of his fingers.

"My gold! It is my!" The dragon suddenly stirred as whispers came out of the ring on his finger.

'Is that ring truly evil?'

Suddenly water poured straight out of the ring, hissing as it evaporated in the heat, the flames covering him. The water kept pouring out without any break, forming thick clouds of steam around him.

'The gold from the sea!" His eyes went wide as he connected the few dots.

Immediately shining golden coins poured out, each glowing with the golden glow of draconic divine energy.

Water mixed with darkness and resentment kept pouring out, turning into a thick black liquid that looked more like oil than water.

With a panic, Vesuvius stepped back, staring at the coins going berserk. An ancient and powerful aura blazed around them with a crooked old grudge.