Adrian and Thalia exchanged glances. They were bewildered by Fynn’s shamelessness. Just over ten minutes ago, these people were thinking about capturing Lyra, but now, Fynn was calling Lyra the Dragon God.

The villagers standing behind the chiefs looked at Lyra with complex expressions. On one hand, they were astonished that the crimson dragon was from their village. On the other hand, they felt embarrassed. They could not believe Fynn would say such things. It was like throwing away their dignity.

However, Fynn ignored them. For the sake of survival, he was willing to do anything.

Upon hearing this, Lyra cast a cold glance at them and then turned to Sion. "What do you think? Should he die?" she asked.

Sion and Jess exchanged glances, then sighed. "Yes, he deserves to die. Over the years, he treated his villagers as tools. Many of the villagers are dead because of his selfish desires, but…"

"But?" Lyra asked.

"We don't want you to have too much blood on your hands," Jess said.