The dragon's scales were not physical objects either, but illusory patterns formed by the flow and refraction of light. With every movement it made, ripples spread through the air, like a flowing galaxy glittering across the starry sky.
Although many unbelievable things had already appeared tonight, the arrival of this "Dragon of Light" was still the most unbelievable thing yet.
The dragon held its head high, its eyes like two burning stars. Those eyes held both overwhelming majesty and endless warmth and hope, like a radiance capable of piercing darkness and guiding lost souls toward justice and light.
And when its gaze fell upon the pitch-black dragon beast, the monster whose every scale had been illuminated by the Dragon of Light's glow stopped fighting beneath that stare.
The suppression originating from the oldest source of its bloodline made the black monster, which had lost its intelligence after making a deal with a Demon, feel as though it had glimpsed a ray of light in the darkness to guide its future. It did not understand what this glowing dragon was, but everything told it that it absolutely should not attack it.
Thus, among the Time Clones summoned by the Ancient One, the dragon beast representing "wind," which had been the last to act, lowered its head and willingly turned into a wisp of breeze before vanishing.
The other five dragons that had been fighting it also transformed into human forms in midair and bowed toward the radiant Dragon of Light in salute:
"Chosen One of the Light."
The godlike Dragon of Light also illuminated everyone on the ground, but only Shade could tell that Mr. Ptolemy Albert's current state had definitely surpassed the limits of Thirteenth Ring:
"Why is he stronger while sealed? Is it because he truly turned himself into