"This was the two hundred and forty-fourth year."
Within the Wind Dragon Clan's territory, a giant dragon sat in his secret cave. His sharp claws were even keener than those of the kin around him, and his body was two whole sizes larger than theirs.
He was the current chief of the Wind Dragon Clan, the only God Rank powerhouse among them.
Thanks to the Wind Dragon King Core his mother had given him, he had managed to avoid being marked by the Dragon God Curse—but only he himself had been spared.
Over the long years, he had witnessed far too many prodigies of the Wind Dragon Clan die because of that curse: "Until the Dragon God appears, soul beasts may not become gods."[1]
The Dragon God's glorious achievements, as described by his mother, were nowhere near as significant as the suffering it had created for its descendants when it died.
The Wind Dragon King hated the Dragon God far more than he hated any other race in this world.
Even the Ancient God Realm, that evil organization which had appeared only in the past few centuries, was not as vicious as this curse that had lasted three hundred thousand years.
So when the divine artifact his mother had left behind showed that the New Dragon God had been born, he was truly overjoyed, yet deeply worried as well.
A villain racking his brains was not as dangerous as a fool having a sudden idea.
The Dragon God's final remedial measures before its death had undoubtedly been another blade driven into the Dragon Clan, which had already lost the divine war.
Now, what kind of being would this newly emerged Dragon God be?
Thus, the idea of finding a trustworthy friend with God Rank strength arose in the Wind Dragon