The fire clouds at dawn were still burning, dyeing the sky into a flowing golden red.
However, Red Emperor of Summit of the Dragon Court, as well as Lord of Thunder from West Coast who is connected to him through Communication Artifact, and there are more powerful Legendary Realm beings scattered throughout the continent.
No matter what they are busy with at the moment.
They may not be in the same place, but their attention is focused on one point at this time.
The tilting, collapsing, and falling Floating City rapidly zoomed into the field of vision.
It was like a star that fell from the sky, dragging countless Shatter building debris, torn Magic Energy light strips and billowing smoke, drawing a long trajectory and crashing towards the Central Continent fertile hinterland.
Behind it, the clouds were torn apart like a bleeding wound.
"It fell at this time----"
Red Iron Dragon's pupils shrank to the extreme, almost turning into a thin line.
He brought True Eye to its extreme, penetrating long distances and capturing every deadly detail.
He could see the city still disintegrating as it fell.
Huge building blocks peeled off, the magic shield continued to crack, and finally exploded completely amidst the fierce air friction and internal energy imbalance, turning into a storm of fire rain and gravel covering the sky.
And in the splendor of this destruction, Garos keenly caught something strange.
He noticed that in the gap between the collapse of the building and the dissipation of energy, some kind of thick and dirty purple-black light flashed away, like festering pus or the tentacles of a living creature, which was immediately swallowed up by a violent explosion.
Then, there was the impact.
Even though they were so far apart, Garos still noticed the vibration coming from Dragon Court under his feet. The end of his field of vision was in the direction of the Central Continent.
A giant mushroom cloud mixed with dust, flames and smoke slowly rose up into the sky, mixing with the brilliant rays of dawn to form a magnificent and terrifying picture.
Even from this distance, one can imagine the devastation suffered by the impact point.
"There is a problem with Deep Abyss Development Project of Holden."
"Is this just the beginning? Or is it all?"
Red Iron Dragon's eyes were as sharp as a knife, quickly scanning the higher and farther airspace.
Holden Others Floating City, the outlines of the giant cities embedded in the sky like stars are still floating there quietly under the gradually brightening skylight.
They are silent.
There were no more falls, and there were no signs of chain collapse. Only the city just now turned into a blazing tomb on the earth.
Silence.
The wind is still howling Summit of the Dragon Court, and the sea of clouds is still rolling under your feet.
Deep below Dragon Court, the dull roars and flapping of wings of other giant dragons began to be heard.
Gradually, among the churning sea of clouds, the figures of some giant dragons emerged one by one. They looked at the dust cloud in the direction of the Central Continent in confusion, and the low Dragon Language chatter continued to be heard in the wind, full of doubts and faint uneasiness.
Beyond the hustle and bustle, a deeper and oppressive silence filled the space between Garos and the other end of the communication.
"----You saw it."
After a long time, the voice of Lamorien sounded again in Communication Artifact.
In his voice as low as rolling thunder, there was no Bloodburst and playfulness before, only solemnity remained.
"A Floating City, Holden's Floating City, fell from the clouds."
"I saw it."
Garos's response was concise and not too emotional.
After a pause, he added, "There is only one."
"Yes, there is only one." Lamorien repeated, but then the topic changed, "But the fall of Floating City has explained a lot of things. It is like the first stone rolling down from the top of the mountain."
"What you said before sounds different now."
Garos narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "You seem to know something in advance."
A low hum of unknown meaning came from the other end of the communication line.
"There are Deity of the Eternal Realm and ancient lives of the Immortal Realm in this world, but there is no Material Plane empire of the Eternal Realm Immortal Realm."
"No matter how glorious Palace is, no matter how stable its rule is, there will be moments when it collapses, and often it starts from within Rot."
Lord of Thunder said in a calm voice, "Thousands of years have not passed in vain for me."
"I have my channels, Evil Dragon—especially Evil Dragon, who has lived long enough and stretched out her claws long enough, there is always a way to hear some secret whispers in the shadows."
"What I can tell you is that Holden's bumper harvest in Abyss never comes without a price."
"What is buried underneath is not only wealth and power, but also sleeping nightmares. Some things, following the harvest of Holden, quietly climbed up, and - in their hearts, slowly built a nest and hatched."
Red Iron Dragon fell into a brief silence.
It's not that he doesn't understand the corrosion of Abyss.
That is a plane characteristic that is more essential and aggressive than the erratic emotional influence of Fey Wilds. It distorts matter, corrupts souls, and erodes order.
Holden Developing Abyss is like walking on the tip of a knife and getting water from a poisonous pond.
No matter how thorough the preparations are in advance and how strict the protection is, over time, something unpredictable will eventually penetrate.
Disasters are not unimaginable.
But guessing is one thing, getting solid information is another.
Garos needs more specific information to assess risks and judge the situation.
"What is it specifically? Corrupted flesh and blood? Spirit Plague? Or did the lord of Abyss notice this?"
Garos asked, trying to grasp the main point.
"Specific?"
Lamorien hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't quite understand either."
"Some things, if you know them too clearly, will become a burden in themselves."
He avoided details and gave only vague descriptions.
"However, I can feel the balance tipping."
He continued, "Garos·Ignas, my fellow tribesmen, haha, the fall of this city is just the beginning, an obvious sign that times are about to change."
Ancient Blue Dragon's tone slowly rose.
"Chaos is the ladder of progress! It is a disaster for those vested interests who have been enjoying the hotbed of order for too long, but it is the best stage for predators like us who are eager to rise and whose claws have never been dulled!"
"The dragon's stage, our era, is coming!"
At this point, he brought the topic back to the original target, his voice full of encouragement. "Look, the door of the Central Continent has opened a gap to everyone!"
"Holden must be too overwhelmed now to care about anything else; other countries have also been frightened and have fallen into wait-and-see, hesitation and fear."
"This is the best opportunity for us to stretch out our dragon's claws and delineate our territory! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"You use Aura" as the name of your country. I can feel your hegemony and ambition from it.
"We can join forces and pull together from both directions."
"Your army marched south from Northern Frontier, and my dragon group marched eastward from Western Regions. Without the suppression of Holden, this continent is just a piece of loose sand. Who else can really stop our power?"
"We can divide Middle-earth equally and divide the boundaries to govern; or, we can divide the interests and spheres of influence in any more flexible way that we agree with; or... when the dust settles and we are the only ones left, there will be another glorious showdown between giant dragons without worrying about any influence of ants! The winner gets everything!"
"At that time, at least on Bernardo Planet, the glorious era when dragons dominated the sky and the earth will come again!"
"Monarchs like you and me will lead the future of this world."
Lord of Thunder paints a grand blueprint.
He even made it clear that he might eventually turn against Aura, instead of taking advantage of Garos.
These words are very seductive to any ambitious dragon.
Garos listened quietly.
His eyes once again swept across Floating City in the distant sky, and then looked at the vast kingdom at his feet.
The temptation is great.
There is no doubt about the Central Continent's wealth.
If we can take this opportunity to bring it under control or exert a huge influence, it will be a qualitative leap for the development of the Aura Kingdom. Lamorien's proposal is not entirely unreasonable. It should be two-pronged to share risks and pressures.
But the risks are equally huge.
Holden just fell into a city.
Are their internal problems really as serious as Lamorien said, or is there something else hidden behind them?
"Your suggestion is very powerful, Lord of Thunder."
Garos said, "Middle-earth's opportunities and risks have all been put before our eyes because of this fall. However, such a major strategic decision, related to the fate of the entire kingdom, requires more careful observation and weighing."
He did not directly agree, nor did he flatly refuse.
Lamorien's deep chuckle came from the other end of the communication, as if he had anticipated this answer.
"I understand that none of us are wild dragons who live alone and are only responsible for ourselves."
"We have dragons and legions under our command that need to be commanded, and we have blood relatives and subordinates beside us. Important decisions do require time to weigh the pros and cons. I don't ask for an answer right now."
He said seriously, "I am just sharing with you the possibilities for the future that I have seen based on the long years, and what I think is the best path for both of us."
"A wise monarch always listens to information from many sources."
"However, I believe that when more signs appear one after another, and when the wave of the times hits the land of Aura, you will make the choice that best suits the interests of you and your kingdom - and that will often be the most correct choice."
After a short silence, Lord of Thunder finally said, "Then, today's conversation will end here."
"Red Emperor, I look forward to hearing the majestic horn sound of the Aura Legion going south soon. No matter whether we end up side by side or against each other in the future, may your kingdom be eternal and your flame never extinguished."
"May your thunder always echo in the sky."
Garos responded politely.
The Ancient Blue Dragon on the other side, no matter how much of his real purpose is cooperation and how much is calculation, judging from this contact and conversation, he is undoubtedly a leader of dragons with both strength and wisdom, who has the value of communication and negotiation, and there is also the possibility of short-term cooperation.
Of course, they all know each other well.
If both sides can clear other obstacles and reach the final stage, then there will eventually be a battle between them and they will stand on opposite sides of each other.
The light on Communication Artifact goes out and the connection is interrupted.
At this time, the dawn sun had completely jumped over the horizon, and the light poured down without reservation, dyeing Red Iron Dragon's scales an even more intense golden red, as if he himself was burning from the inside out, competing with the rising sun.
Below me, the sea of clouds is still brilliant, with waves of gold and white surging.
However, the dust clouds on the Middle-earth land in the distance lingered and were reflected in the dragon's field of vision.
He stared in that direction for a long time, thinking a lot.
The fall of Floating City, the invitation of Lamorien, the future of the Atlant Continent, the road of Aura - countless information and possibilities intertwined and collided in my mind, and finally returned to peace.
Immediately, he first contacted the elder Gold Dragon who was far away in the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm.
"Garos! Is that you? Pick up your baby quickly! I really--have had enough! Dragon God, Metal Dragon's patience has its limit!"
That's exactly what Orvis sounds like.
In the background, you can still vaguely hear shouts such as "My evil grandpa!" "Here's a trick!" and the muffled sound of something being knocked over.
The "baby" mentioned by Orvis naturally refers to the offspring of Garos and Gold Dragon Nasha.
This Dragonkin was born in the Aura Kingdom, and after receiving the initial education, his mother brought him back to the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm's life not long ago, allowing him to come into contact with other Metal Dragon.
It is also worth mentioning that the first child of Garos and Nasha only gave birth to this one offspring.
As for Blue Dragon Zolaya and Deborah, four healthy Dragon Egg were born in the first production, and none was Dragon Beast.
However, perhaps because Gold Dragon Bloodline is better, the talent of this descendant Garos is also among the best among his descendants.
"Father?"
Suddenly, Communication Artifact projected a light curtain. After a while of swaying, it stabilized and condensed into a half-length image.
It was a golden-red dragon shadow.
He has a pair of sinuous and sweeping dragon horns with graceful shapes. The structure of his head is both powerful and streamlined. Although his sharp teeth are not fully grown, they are already thick and long. His face armor is thick, and his eyes are bright and sharp.
The most striking thing is the color of his scales.
His whole body is covered with golden scales, and the texture looks extremely hard; but on the shoulders, neck, limb joints,
However, some bright and eye-catching red dragon scales are regularly distributed on the midline of the back and the tip of the tail.
Overall, he looks like a hybrid dragon that perfectly combines Gold Dragon nobility and red Dragon Might fierceness.
Although it is still small in size, it has begun to take on extraordinary magnanimity.
Gabriel·Ignas.
He inherited Spell-Annihilating Claw, a dominant and positive golden-red hybrid with extremely high talent and an extraordinary name.
"Gabriel, how does it feel to be in the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm?"
Red Iron Dragon looked at his son in the image and asked.
"I really like it here, Dad!"
Gabriel shook his head cheerfully and said in an excited voice, "There are many dragons here! The environment is beautiful, and there are a lot of----uh, evil" that I need to correct!"
"Just like it."
Garos nodded, ready to ask for some specific information.
"I like you Dragon Egg!"
Orvis's grumpy voice interrupted.
With a flash of golden light, Orvis's faucet squeezed into the projection range, pushing Gabriel out of the screen.
"Garos! You came just in time to hear about the good things your son has done! Like? He likes to torment other dragons! He likes to be his Adolescent Dragon king"!
Orvis said anxiously.
"Old----Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, I was defending justice! Ah----"
Gabriel tried to argue outside the screen, but the voice quickly became quieter, accompanied by a flutter and wind, and it sounded like he was thrown far away.
Orvis pointed his paw at Red Gold Dragon outside the projection, and expressed his bitterness towards Garos.
"This boy! With his talent, solid scales, outstanding physique among dragons of his age, and the fighting skills I learned from you, he has only been with us for a few days and he has given himself the title of "King Adolescent Dragon"!
"This is nothing!"
Orvis took a breath and tried to make his tone sound fair, "Young dragons are energetic, lively and active, and even a little competitive. These are all good things, indicating that they are energetic and motivated.
However, his voice suddenly rose, and his anger level soared visibly.
"But that's good for him! He, the Adolescent Dragon king, doesn't organize other dragons to have normal Hunt competitions at all.
Flying racing or skill competition!"
"He has his own way of playing!"
"He asked other Adolescent Dragons, and even some Young Adult Dragons, to play all kinds of evil creatures."
"Goblin Tribe, Gnoll gangsters, fallen wizards - the scripts are all written by him! And he himself will always be the red and gold dragon of justice, His Majesty Gabriel·Ignas", to crusade and eliminate "those evils"!"
"Although many little dragons find it novel and like to play, they follow him and do mischief."
"But how long has it been? Several dragons have already found me."
Orvis rubbed his forehead with his paws, his face full of exhaustion. "The dragons said that recreational play is okay, but they hope that their descendants can play some more positive roles, at least not always playing evil villains waiting to be stepped on by justice. This is a bad trend."
"But what about this little brat Gabriel? He has no intention of giving in at all!"
"He also spoke plausibly to me, saying that the road to justice is destined to be lonely," and that only the strongest can shoulder the heavy responsibility of purifying the world. He refused to let Bie Long be the protagonist of justice."
Adolescent Dragon King----role-playing game----is pretty good at playing it.
Garos laughed dumbly, but did not feel much surprise.
When his heir was born, when he saw his dragon father, he shouted that he wanted to represent justice and destroy the inherently evil Red Iron Dragon, and rushed up to bite his paws. Later, after some "love" education, he gradually became honest.
But even so, Gabriel's character background has not changed much.
Garos once asked him when he was a little older how he defined justice and evil in his heart.
[Justice? I am justice, everything around me is righteousness, and everything opposite me is evil!]
Gabriel answered roughly like this.
In terms of personality, whether this heir is more like Gold Dragon or more like a red dragon, Garos cannot yet completely determine.
However, he didn't care about these.
No matter what kind of dragon you are, as long as you don't stand against him, it won't be a problem.
"I believe that with your wisdom and experience, you can handle this matter well, Orvis."
Red Iron Dragon said slowly, "Metal Dragon Clan, especially Gold Dragon, are famous for being good at educating their offspring and guiding young dragons on the right path. Gabriel is now Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm, and Nasha - well, they are not very good at meticulous and patient discipline work."
"Gabriel's character development and basic literacy will be left to you for the time being."
These words are a kind of recognition and trust.
However, Orvis on the other end of the communication did not feel the slightest joy in being trusted.
He looked even more frantic, even a little angry.
"You - listen to this! Garos! You touch your heart and say, look at Alberto, look at Nasha! Do you really think that I, Orvis, am famous for educating future generations to succeed?!"
"Why is there no one in my direct bloodline who can make the dragon worry free?"
"They all seem to have a missing piece of their brains."
You should look for your own problems first...
Garos thought in his heart, but did not say it out loud.
After all, although Orvis complains in words, he actually cares for future generations.
Faced with Orvis's accusation, Garos said, "Then tell Nasha and let her handle it. She still has something to do with Gabriel."
Hearing this, Orvis's voice paused, then hummed, and his tone softened.
"----No need, I decided to handle this matter myself----Nasha was so careless that he almost took off Gabriel's wings last time----"
Nasha is Martial Dragon. She usually laughs and laughs, but when she starts, she is unambiguous. She can almost cut Gabriel all over with Four Cardinal Elements, euphemistically calling it "exercising the body."
Orvis Although he complained a little, he didn't want Long Sun to be beaten. He changed the subject and his voice became serious.
"Okay, let's get over it now. You came to me suddenly. You shouldn't just be concerned about Gabriel, right? What happened?"
Garos hesitated for a moment and decided to go straight to the topic.
"One of Holden's Floating City has fallen."
"What?!"
Orvis's complexion suddenly changed, his dragon pupils shrank, and the previous irritability was instantly replaced by seriousness.
"Are you sure? When did it happen?"
"Just now, at dawn, I saw it with my own eyes from Dragon Court.
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Garos briefly described the scene at that time.
"It's unclear which city it is. It's located southeast of the Central Continent. The fall happened very quickly. The impact caused a huge dust cloud. It won't be long before the news reaches Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm."
His voice paused, and he continued, "However, I didn't tell you this specifically."
"After Helmode Dragon Brood landed and established the country, they defeated Kingdom Alliance who attacked them. However, during this process, Raging Tide Dragon Realm remained silent and did not interfere. I want to know if something happened to the Raging Tide Dragon Realm?"