Twilight of the Gods

The Sacred Golden Dragon Constantine has come to Saint Blue again. This time, he wants to test just how strong the Sacred Golden Dragon really is, and whether it has condensed a divine spark and ignited Divine Fire.

Logically speaking, the Sacred Golden Dragon should be comparable to a deity who condenses divine essence and ignites Divine Fire fire.

Sacred Giant Dragon rarely venture into the human world, much like the gods who ignite Divine Fire, because beings of this level have transcended the mundane.

He had fought against the Heroic Spirit God King, the God of Judgment, and the Valkyrie. Although they were not in their true forms, they were still real gods. If the Sacred Golden Dragon Constantine's strength was comparable to that of the Valkyrie Sophia and the God of Judgment, then he should have been able to suppress the Sacred Golden Dragon.

"That black dragon is doomed. His strength is about the same as mine. The Sacred Golden Dragon Constantine should be able to suppress him easily. I fought with the Sacred Golden Dragon Constantine before, and even my domain couldn't contain him. I really can't imagine how the black dragon can defeat him."

Lance praised the Sacred Golden Dragon a few times, then picked up his wine glass and took a sip of red wine, not wanting to give Sophia, Hammond, Austin, and Eileen the wrong impression that the black dragon was very strong or almost invincible.

His performance yesterday must have left a deep impression on the four of them. He was able to repel even the God of Judgment, which probably greatly exaggerated the Black Dragon's strength.

Donahue, the God of Judgment, is not that weak. He wasn't serious at all in yesterday's battle. If he had been serious, the Donahue of Judgment Scale wouldn't have stood idly by.

The young dragon glanced at Lance, and as she said before, she still didn't know just how strong the evil dragon really was.

Previously, I thought that the evil dragon was at most a little stronger than an ordinary Pure-Blooded Dragon.

Later, the evil dragon became second only to the first, and even withstood the attack of the divine artifact, which made her think that the evil dragon's strength might only be below that of the Sacred Golden Dragon.

Then, some time ago, the Sacred Golden Dragon Constantine fought a great battle with Lance, but failed to completely defeat Lance, only managing to destroy one of the dragon's domains.

Then there's the dragon fighting four gods alone, blasting one god to pieces with a single punch. The dragon's fighting power remains a mystery to this day.

She didn't even know how strong the dragon was, so it was even less likely that the dragons, the Saintess, and the knights of the holy mountain who had never come into contact with the dragon would know just how strong it was.

Thinking it over, Youlong picked up the wine bottle from the coffee table and chugged it down in one gulp, finishing the rest of the red wine in the bottle.

A wine glass? How can someone with a mouth the size of a palm drink from a wine glass?

Drinking straight from the bottle makes her seem elegant.

() She could not display the elegance of Imperial Daughter.

Don't even think about drinking red wine elegantly until you turn back into a human.

hiss--

My head is a little itchy.

The young dragon put down the wine bottle and scratched its head with its claws.

The bump on my head is so itchy, so incredibly itchy. Why is it so itchy?

rustling sound—

Ingrid was standing to the side with her hands at her sides, saw the young dragon scratching its head with its claws. To prevent her little black dragon Your Highness from scratching its head, she walked behind the young dragon and whispered to it, "Little black dragon Your Highness, let me scratch it for you."

"Okay, okay, scratch me with both hands."

Ingrid gently Dragon Horn Bud on the baby dragon's head.

The two Dragon Horn Bud were the same size, Little Dragon Highness even said that she was not the Little Dragon Highness, "You used a little too little force, you could have used a little more force."

Ingrid increased the pressure slightly.

"It's still a bit too light, increase the pressure a little more."

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The young dragon's words caught the attention of Sophia, Hammond, Austin, Eileen, and Lance.

The Dragon Horn Bud itchy this badly? Did you get bitten by mosquitoes?

Sophia and Hammond are not dragons, so they don't know what it would be like for a dragon to have horns on its head.

When they heard the baby dragon say itchy and have Ingrid scratch it hard, they instinctively assumed that the baby dragon Lucia's head had been bitten by one of those special mosquitoes.

Dragon Blood Mosquito.

These mosquitoes can bite young dragons, making them a rather special type of Source Beast.

"Is it... about to grow dragon horns?"

"???"

Sophia glanced at Austin. "Dragon horns? Weren't they bitten by dragon blood markings?"

"The area where the dragon blood bites will become red and swollen. The two bumps on the young dragon's head are not red and swollen, but they suddenly become very itchy. It should be about to grow horns."

Eileen helps Sophia understand.

Sophia nodded, seemingly understanding.

So it's going to grow horns.

A look of wonder appeared in her eyes; it was the first time she had ever seen a baby dragon with horns, and she wondered when the two horns on the baby dragon's head would grow.

"Will it grow soon?"

"It's not that easy. Before the dragon horns grow out, it will itch for a while. If the food supply is sufficient, the dragon horns will grow out quickly. If the food supply is insufficient, the dragon horns will grow out slowly. Judging from the young dragon's appearance, it will probably take some more time."

"Not necessarily." Hammond thought of the scene yesterday when the black dragon fed the young dragon with the roots of the World Tree when he heard Eileen's words. Those were the roots of the World Tree, divine objects among divine objects. Even a small piece of the root was enough to accelerate the growth of the young dragon's body.

If it took a long time for the black dragon cub to grow its horns before it ate the World Tree root, then it's perfectly normal for that time to be shortened after it ate the World Tree root.

"What's the meaning?"

Eileen asked Hammond.

"Have you forgotten? Yesterday, the black dragon devoured the World Tree and threw a small piece of World Tree root to her. That small piece of root is enough to help the young dragon and speed up the growth of its horns."

Everyone present, including the dragon, showed expressions of sudden realization.

By the way, the baby dragon ate a piece of the World Tree root yesterday. World Tree root! Besides the Black Dragon, who would dare to devour the World Tree root?

For a moment, Eileen and Austin looked at the baby dragon with envy in their eyes. If they could, they would also like to taste the roots of the World Tree. Ingrid, who was tickling the baby dragon, looked dazed. She felt that there must be something wrong with her ears.

What did she just hear? The World Tree!

They say that Little Dragon Highness ate a small piece of the World Tree root. That's the World Tree! Legend has it that the world they live in is supported by the World Tree. And yet, this divine object, which is even more powerful and sacred than a god, was actually gnawed on by Little Dragon Highness?

What does Little Dragon Highness want to do? Does he want to incite Twilight of the Gods?

Ingrid vaguely remembered reading a book about the World Tree. The book mentioned that when the World Tree had problems, the God General face Ragnarok. Thinking of that terrible scene, Ingrid shook her head a few times. The kind and adorable Little Dragon Highness would never devour the World Tree, and there would be no Twilight of the Gods.

Lance, who had remained silent, had also guessed this.

An unexpected delight.

Under normal circumstances, it takes at least several hundred years, or even a thousand years, for a young dragon's horns to grow out.

A small section of the World Tree root has brought this timeline forward.

Given the current situation, it may only take two or three years, or even a year and a half, for a small section of dragon horn to grow on the young dragon's head.

Good thing.

Terrible news! Absolutely devastating news!

For Lance, it's a good thing that the young dragon grew horns ahead of schedule.

For a young dragon, growing horns prematurely is a bad thing.

Because she didn't know if the dragon horns on her head would disappear when she turned back into a human.

If, like the dragon, one could transform back into a human and have the dragon horns disappear, then it wouldn't be a big deal.

If she turned back into a human, but the dragon horns on her head were still there, would she be a human or a dragon then? She didn't want dragon horns to grow on her head. No way!

If the dragon horns really grow out prematurely, then when she fights the other young dragons on Dragon Island, she must try to use the dragon horns as much as possible, and it would be best to get rid of the newly grown dragon horns. "Lance, is she your dragon cub?"

"No."

"???"

The Golden Dragon Austin was taken aback by Lance's words. The Lucky Coin and the color of the vertical pupils hadn't changed, only the color of the dragon body had changed. Wasn't she your dragon cub? Eileen also subconsciously glanced at Lance.

She didn't believe a word Lance said. Couldn't she tell whether the black dragon cub was a baby dragon or not?

"You don't believe me?"

Should we believe it?

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

Lance didn't argue. He didn't care that the young dragon had seen through his disguise, since the young dragon would eventually go to Dragon Island in its true form anyway.

Right now, he simply wants his dragon cub to play with it.

He felt that his dragon cub should have a special childhood.

"Ingrid, I can do it myself, you're too gentle."

The baby dragon scratched itself with its claws. If only the turtle were here, it would rub its head against the turtle's shell.

"Scratching won't help. Go outside and find a mountain, bang your head against it. That should relieve the itch on your head."

"Real?"

Lance nodded.

The young dragon got up and ran outside; she was going to crash into the mountain.

Lance gave Ingrid a look, and Ingrid nodded and followed the baby dragon.

The Viscount asked her to keep an eye on the young dragon.

Austin and Eileen's gazes fell on Lance. Their Dragon Horn Bud itching; should they send the young dragon to crash into the mountain?

Dragon Island baby dragons wouldn't use this method to alleviate this symptom when their horns are growing.

This method of relieving itching is too wild.

Why are you two looking at me like that?

"Aren't you afraid the baby dragon will smash its head?"

"Hammond just gave me three Wisdom Fruit. If I break my head, let the black dragon's cub eat a few more Wisdom Fruit."

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Is this how you're supposed to use the Wisdom Fruit?

After chatting for a while, Sophia, Eileen, Hammond, and Austin got up and left. They had visited the Dragon God Temple First Pope, given gifts, and obtained some information about the Black Dragon. It was time for them to depart.

The Sacred Golden Dragon Constantine might be coming to Saint Blue tomorrow. They need to go back and organize the information on the Black Dragon, and hand it over to Constantine, lest they also fall into the Black Dragon's hands when the Sacred Giant Dragon arrives.

Lance, who had nothing to do, originally wanted to go fishing, but considering that the weather was getting colder, he gave up the idea.

Let's go after it freezes.

Ticia and Claire arrived. Before Ingrid left, she told them that Lance had awakened.

Upon learning that Lance had woken up, the two women put aside their official duties and rushed over immediately.

"Your Excellency, you've finally woken up. Could you please let us know in advance next time Astral Projection?"

Ticia didn't want to live in fear anymore.

Once is enough; if he does it again, he's afraid his little heart won't be able to take it.

"You've come at the right time. I can't control things like Astral Projection. I might Astral Projection again in the next few days."

"If I were to Astral Projection again, you will handle the affairs of Saint Lan yourselves. If you encounter any thorny issues, you can seek help from Black Dragon; I have an excellent relationship with him."

???

Is he about to Astral Projection again?

How long has it been since he woke up?

Why does he have to Astral Projection again? They dared not ask, nor dared they stop him. Oh well, let the Viscount do whatever makes him happy.

As long as the Viscount doesn't disappear for years at a time like this again, that's fine.

Thinking that he might not be in Saint Blue for a long time, Lance took out some potions from his Space Ring and handed them to Ticia and Claire, telling them to use them as they saw fit.

Ticia and Claire asked Lance if there was anything they could do for him, Lance said no.

After spending about an hour in the lobby on the first floor, Ticia and Claire left, as they still had official business to attend to.

The Red Maple Kingdom has been making a lot of moves lately, so they need to find a way to make their moves bigger so that when the Red Maple Kingdom wakes up next time, they can put him on the throne.

Watching Ticia and Claire leave, Lance finished his glass of red wine, got up and went upstairs. It was time to contact Death God Solomon and give Death God Solomon a surprise.

Upon reaching the second floor, the black dragon, who had been lying on the bed, got up and got out of bed. The puppet body lay on the bed, and Lance, in his black dragon form, transformed into his human form.

The three Wisdom Fruit have entered Lance's Diamond Cutter.

Instead of directly contacting Death God Solomon, he used the teleportation function of the Death God Scythe to send a Wisdom Fruit into Death God Solomon's Death God Scythe.

"He said he had shit, haha. If he saw the Wisdom Fruit, Death God Solomon would contact him." The thought had barely crossed Lance's mind when he saw the Diamond Cutter reflect light. The next moment, Death God Scythe flew out of the Diamond Cutter and hovered in the void. Dark mist spread into the void, forming a light screen. Not long after, Death God Solomon appeared in the projection light screen.

"What... what did you send me? This thing looks a bit like the legendary Wisdom Fruit?"

Death God Solomon was stunned by a tiny Wisdom Fruit. Just yesterday or the day before, Lance said he would give him a Wisdom Fruit. At the time, he thought Lance was just boasting, but today, he received a fruit exactly like the Wisdom Fruit in his Death God Scythe!

If this fruit isn't fake, then its value is absolutely divine to a level five Grim Reaper from Hell! Its value far exceeds Lance's imagination.

"You're a Grim Reaper, don't get so excited. What I sent you is the legendary Wisdom Fruit. Take it and eat it, and try to advance to level five, no, Level Six Death God as soon as possible."

I'm still waiting for you to go to the realm of gods and help me collect my debts.

"Could it be disguised as poop?"

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