Just as his voice cut through the air, a golden pearl appeared above Wilbur''s head. It melded into the white dragon''s body under Wilbur''smand, turning the dragon golden as it let out a piercing howl.


    The golden dragon shot out towards the Dark Messenger, who raised his right hand. ck miasma gathered in the air to form an enormous ck palm that swiped at the golden dragon.


    The ck hand grabbed the golden dragon by the neck. At the same time, Wilbur made the dragon w at the Dark Messenger. The Dark Messenger clenched his right fist, forming another enormous fist with ck miasma, and used it to meet the golden dragon''s w.


    Glee rose in Wilbur''s chest at the sight. He controlled the golden dragon to give its tail a mighty swing at the Dark Messenger''s back. The Dark Messenger summoned a defensive barrier at once, but the dragon''s tail shattered it upon impact.


    The next second, the dragon''s tail struck the Dark Messenger and sent him flying away before crashing heavily onto the ground.


    "Ugh!"


    The Dark Messenger spat out a mouthful of blood. The golden dragon disappeared as he looked up with a smirk. "I knew it. You''ve seeded, Wilbur. However, all your energy will be converted into mine. You''re just a body of energy destined to be devoured by me."


    Wilburnded from mid-air then. He struggled to maintain bnce and keep himself upright.


    The Dark Messenger propped himself up, then said, "You''ve won, but you''ve also lost. As a puppet, you''ve sessfullypleted your mission. Now, it''s time for me to reap the benefits of my victory."


    The Dark Messenger strode toward Wilbur, who got down on one knee abruptly and shook his head. The Dark Messenger was ecstatic at the sight. "You''ve drained all your spirit energy, Wilbur Penn! You don''t stand a chance! Just give in to your fate! I''ll reconstruct your consciousness after I be an evil god, mark my word! Your perseverance is something I definitely admire. You''ll make a fine addition to my power."


    Wilbur knew that the Dark Messenger wanted to be the ninth evil god, and said feebly, "No, you''ll never be Master Bahamut! Master Bahamut''s far more powerful than you are."


    "What? Did you just call that guy Master? So, you chose to bow down, Wilbur Penn! Hahahaha!"


    The Dark Messenger threw his head back andughed loudly. Yet he did not know that this was just one of Wilbur''s ploys, with the goal of making the Dark Messenger go feral with glee and lower his guard.


    After all, the war was not over yet for Wilbur. It was still unclear who would win, and Wilbur took the opportunity when the Dark Messenger fell for his ploy to mutter a spell and cast Aura Return.


    Wilbur appeared behind the Dark Messenger the next second, throwing a heavy punch at the back of the Dark Messenger''s neck.


    "To hell with you!" Wilbur cried out in fury, striking the Dark Messenger on the back of his neck. A wave of power exploded inside the Dark Messenger as his smile froze on his face before turning into a cry of agony.