On the Verge of Awakening

City of Guardianship.

Inside a secret chamber.

Roland met Elarais, the Rainbow Dragon among the mysterious dragons, whom Zarick revered as the continent's greatest prophet.

She was a woman with suns, moons, and stars in her eyes, an enigmatic aura, and breathtaking beauty.

Besides Elarais, there was another figure in the room—someone Roland had not expected, yet someone whose presence made perfect sense.

Silver Dragon King Albert!

Yes, shortly after Roland received the news, the two had arrived at the City of Guardianship.

"Lady Elarais, was it your doing that the Silver Dragon King rebelled and pretended to defect to the Kalimdor Continent Dragons?"

Elarais, dressed in colorful robes, nodded slightly.

How ruthless!

A trace of wariness surfaced openly in Roland's eyes as he looked at Elarais.

The Silver Dragon King's betrayal had directly caused the dragons under Zarick's command to pay a devastating price. More than a thousand dragons had died, and their entire race had nearly been wiped out.

Even the Metal Dragon race under the Silver Dragon King had fared no better. During their previous assault on Highland City, Roland's hundreds of Legendary spell scrolls had slaughtered them until only a few remained.

"Roland, do you think I was too ruthless?"

A trace of sorrow appeared on Elarais's stunning face.

Before Roland could answer, Elarais let out a long sigh.

"Roland, if I had any other choice, I would never have made Zarick and Albert pay such a terrible price."

"If we did not confirm Great Prophet Marcus Neo'zu's true identity, there was absolutely no way we could win this war."

"Even if Zarick had subdued the Fire Dragon clan of the Kalimdor Continent, and Seraphina had gained the Larissian Elf royalty, you still could not win." Elarais spoke with absolute certainty.

"Hm?"

Roland was not surprised