"I understand." Naimus nodded. "Dartmenly and I are bound by fate."
"So you have merit, and Dartmenly has merit as well." Naimus made no promises, just as the second generation had not clearly stated what he wanted in exchange for offering those three bargaining chips after figuring out the situation.
After settling the matter with the second generation, Naimus turned his gaze toward the city lord.
More precisely, toward the Dragon Scion hiding somewhere within time, using the city lord's "Dragon Blood" as an anchor.
The Dragon Scion had been there all along. When the second generation explained matters to Naimus, he had also been listening from the side.
Naimus had not told him to leave, so the Dragon Scion had heard everything that had been said earlier.
After the second generation finished speaking, the Dragon Scion said, "We know the location of that portion of the Space Divinity."
"And at a critical moment, as long as Lord Naimus can hold off that one, we can act as well. We can also injure a god." The Dragon Scion's voice seemed to be formed from dozens of different voices layered together.
The Dragon Scions were not weak.
As derivatives of the Dragon God, every giant dragon was a mythical creature.
Since the Golden Age, giant dragons had been powerful creatures that ruled the Material Plane.
Their existence was similar to that of the Sky Whales today.
However, in terms of combat strength, giant dragons were stronger, more agile, and more intelligent.
A giant dragon that had fully matured was not necessarily weaker than a Mythical Breed.
Although the Dragon Scions were not giant dragons, they had inherited all the foundations left behind by giant dragons, along with some of the Dragon God's treasures.
In terms of explosive combat power, these Dragon