Raging Tide Dragon Realm.
Deep places where light cannot reach.
Thousands of meters of sea water presses above, swallowing up all light. There is only darkness, silent undercurrents, and the occasional sulfur smell that seeps out from the cracks in the earth's crust.
A huge body covered with dark dragon scales, as if made of bronze, was silently entrenched here.
Bronze Dragon King, Sheffield.
He just lay quietly at the bottom of Abyss, with his huge dragon wings folded on both sides of his body, and his thick tail wrapped around his torso. His entire posture was like a Mountain Range that had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and seemed to have become part of the deep water.
I don't know how long it took, but the silent dragon's body suddenly trembled slightly.
He slowly raised his huge head and opened his eyelids, revealing a pair of blue dragon pupils.
The majestic look within it cannot be concealed even by deep water.
He stared quietly at the darkness ahead for a moment.
Then, he closed his eyes again and lowered his head again. However, his spirit became active at this moment, maintaining communication with another Dragon King.
"Nereus."
"What's the matter with you?"
He asked directly without exchanging pleasantries.
Sheffield understands Silver Dragon King just as Silver Dragon King understands him. They have known each other for so long that even their memories have become blurred, leaving only their knowledge of each other.
The response from Nereus came quickly.
"There is indeed something going on."
She said in a calm tone, "But before that, I want to ask about your situation, Sheffield, how long have you been at Sea Abyss?"
"One thousand three hundred and forty-seven years."
Bronze Dragon King replied, "Since the seal of Salo Abyss cracked, I have been here to prevent the contents from coming out."
Silver Dragon King sighed.
"You can persevere better than I thought."
"This is my duty."
"Purify evil and protect Dragon Race. This is the meaning of my existence. From the day I chose this path, I knew what it meant."
There was silence for a moment.
Then, Bronze Dragon King asked, "Nereus, you are the eldest among us, how long have you been dead?"
Silver Dragon King did not answer.
Time passed in the darkness, and I don't know how long it took before her voice sounded again.
"I don't know, time becomes blurry in this state. Every day seems like a year, and every year seems like a day. Sometimes I forget how long I have lived, and sometimes I remember every detail clearly."
"How long can you hold on?"
"----I still don't know."
Nereus's voice is tired, with a bone-deep weariness.
Bronze Dragon King stretched his body, the huge dragon wings opened and closed slightly, and the undercurrent changed direction accordingly.
"Give your faith to Platinum Dragon God, Nereus, and he will accept you, give you new strength, and free you from the torment of old age."
he said.
"Is this your advice?"
"No, this is your only way out."
Sheffield answered calmly.
Silver Dragon King was silent again for a long time.
The undercurrent in the deep sea continued to flow silently, and a string of tiny bubbles seeped out from the cracks in the earth's crust in the distance, slowly floating upward, and finally disappeared into the endless darkness.
Finally, the response from Silver Dragon King came.
"I would rather die in the twilight."
she said.
The voice is soft but firm.
Frankly speaking, Nereus truly admires Platinum Dragon God.
I admire his selflessness, his persistence in justice and glory, and his protection and love for Metal Dragon.
When she was young, she prayed to Platinum Dragon God countless times and charged into battle in the name of Dragon God countless times.
However, the realm of this platinum dragon is too high.
There is more than Dragon Race in his eyes.
For the sake of justice and order at a macro level, sometimes he would rather sacrifice the overall interests of Dragon Race.
In Silver Dragon King's long life, she had contact with Deity more than once, and she became increasingly disappointed because of it. She understood Platinum Dragon God's choice, but she could not accept it.
Bronze Dragon King said, "How stubborn."
Nereus said, "Which old thing like us is not stubborn? You, me, and Odhos, without exception."
Sheffield did not continue this topic.
"So."
He said, his tone becoming formal again, "What do you want from me? You don't just want to chat, and you don't just want to refuse my advice."
"Of course not."
Silver Dragon King's tone also became more formal, and the tired gentleness was replaced by seriousness.
"Sheffield, in the name of maintaining the stability of all Dragon Race, I hope you will restrain yourself and stop targeting Chromatic Dragon, Ferrous Dragon and other Dragonkin."
The undercurrent in the deep sea suddenly stopped for a moment.
Bronze Dragon King's blue dragon eyes opened in the darkness and narrowed slightly.
"Nereus, what do you want to say?"
"They are our kindred."
Nereus said with a serious tone.
"No matter what color they are or what bloodline they are, they are all part of Dragon Race, Metal Dragon, color dragon, Ferrous Dragon - we have the same bloodline. In ancient times, Ferrous Dragon completely belonged to Metal Dragon, but was later expelled by Platinum Dragon God and became independent as Ferrous Dragon."
"This division has gone on long enough and we should not continue to deepen it."
Her voice paused, then continued.
"Excessive purges and persecution will only weaken the power of the entire Dragon Race. You should know that after Dragonfall War, the number of Dragon Race has been greatly reduced. If we continue to fight among ourselves like this, it will only be our enemies who benefit in the end."
"Same race?"
Sheffield said, "Nereus, you have lived for so long, don't you understand? Those dragons who are born evil do not deserve to be called dragons."
"In my eyes, they do not belong to Dragon Race."
"Innately evil?"
Nereus's voice has become louder.
"Yes, born evil."
Sheffield's voice didn't waver at all.
"From the moment they are born, they are destined to follow evil paths."
"Cannot be taught, cannot be saved, can only be purified."
"This is their nature, an unchangeable curse in their blood. You can try to change them, you can try to save them, but you will eventually find that all your efforts are in vain."
Hearing this, Nereus couldn't agree, "Sheffield, you should have heard of the existence of the Aura Kingdom."
"What do you think of this kingdom founded by Red Iron Dragon? What do you think of Lord of Aura standing on the front line against Abyss and guarding the peace of Atlant?"
she asked.
Bronze Dragon King said calmly without any hesitation, "This is just a temporary disguise."
"Evil Dragon are good at disguising themselves when they are weak, pretending to be docile, pretending to be loyal, and pretending to be civilized. But when they become stronger, they will reveal their evil minions. Only by purifying and eradicating them can greater disasters be avoided."
"I've seen it too many times, Nereus."
"Every time it's the same pattern, the same process, the same ending."
"Purification Faction's philosophy."
Nereus said, "I understand, but I disagree. Not all darkness cannot be illuminated."
"You don't need to agree."
Sheffield said in a deep voice, "You just need not to obstruct me. Raging Tide Dragon Realm has gathered dragons who agree with my ideas. This is our choice, our path."
"Other Dragon Realm can disagree, but don't interfere with us.
"What if your path destroys all of Dragon Race?"
Nereus's problem became acute.
"What destroyed Dragon Race was never purification, but the spread of evil."
Bronze Dragon King retorted, "If Evil Dragon is allowed to continue to exist, Dragon Race will truly be destroyed.
"They are spreading fear and hatred in all worlds, making the entire world regard Dragon Race as their enemy."
"Those cities burned by Evil Dragon, the creatures enslaved by Evil Dragon—these hatred will eventually return to all Dragon Race. Only by eliminating these cancers can Dragon Race regain respect."
Silver Dragon King Speechless.
She knew what Sheffield said was true, but she also knew that things were not that simple.
There are evil people in Evil Dragon, but there are also people who can cooperate. There are righteous people in Metal Dragon, but there are also paranoid people. The world is never black and white.
After a moment, she said, "Sheffield, have you ever thought that you also have the blood of Evil Dragon in your body?"
"Your bloodline is not pure. According to your theory and logic, Odhos and I should have eradicated you long before you became Dragon King."
Temperatures in the deep ocean seem to plummet.
Bronze Dragon King's dragon body stiffened slightly, and the undercurrent formed some kind of vortex around him.
Nereus continued calmly, "In other words, you yourself are also a shame that needs to be purified, so should you also eradicate yourself?"
There was a long silence.
The seawater surged in the darkness, and cracks in the earth's crust emitted a low roar in the distance.
Then, Bronze Dragon King spoke.
"You're right."
"I do have the blood of Evil Dragon."
"Many years ago, when I was still young, I discovered this fact. That trace of Evil Dragon's blood was latent in my body, affecting my mind, making me violent, cruel, full of destructive desire, and making me feel the temptation of evil."
Silver Dragon King said, "In this case, you should empathize with your past self."
"Understand those young dragons struggling with the blood curse. What they need is not purification, but help."
"No, I killed that self."
Bronze Dragon King said, his voice calm and cold. "I tore my soul apart and completely stripped away the inheritance of Evil Dragon."
"It was a spiritual death and a rebirth."
"Since then, I have dedicated my life to the cause of purifying evil."
"I have purged myself of evil, and now I want to purge all evil in the world, including any existence that threatens the purity of Dragon Race."
"That's why I guarded Salo Abyss by myself."
Salo Abyss has been around for a long time.
This is Abyssal Rift originating from Plain of a Thousand Abysses, which has nothing to do with the disaster caused by the Holden Empire, and Plain of a Thousand Abysses----is the first level of Abyss, and is also one of the main battle zones of Blood War for countless years by Demon and Devil.
Since ancient times, the war between the two bottomless planes Abyss and Nine Hells has never stopped.
Among them, Plain of a Thousand Abysses is the top layer of Abyss, and Avernus is the first layer of Hell, both of which are the main battle areas of Blood War.
On the whole, the bottomless Abyss is much stronger than Hell, but the Demon Lords fight on their own, and often even fight each other, while the Devil princes on the opposite side all strictly follow the will of the Nine Hells master.
Therefore, both sides fought against each other.
Countless Demons and Devils came one after another and threw themselves into this endless meat grinder. Sometimes, the Demons had the advantage and attacked Avernus, but the Devils quickly pushed back and attacked Plain of a Thousand Abysses.
Both sides have been in constant tug-of-war, and both sides have paid countless prices.
It is worth mentioning that Divine Kingdom of Chromatic Dragon Queen is located among Avernus.
"You can fight against the twilight with peace of mind, or seek breakthroughs, because I sit in this position for you, and I have no complaints about it."
Bronze Dragon King continued.
"This is my atonement and my mission. I will not stop until I die."
Nereus was silent.
She originally wanted to use Bronze Dragon King's bloodline to refute his extreme, but she didn't expect that he had already solved the problem in a more extreme way.
"You killed a part of yourself----"
She said, her voice complicated. "But are you sure it's really evil? Or is it just - different choices?"
"Evil is evil and needs to be purified."
Sheffield said without hesitation.
"What if this cleansing causes Dragon Race to break apart?"
Silver Dragon King asked, "What if a war breaks out between Metal Dragons because of different ideas? Can you imagine such a scene? Metal Dragon and Metal Dragon kill each other, Dragon Race's blood dyes the earth red, while our enemies laugh from the side."
"Then let the war decide who is right."
Bronze Dragon King said coldly.
Silver Dragon King said, "Dragonfall War, the beginning of our Dragon Race's decline is because of your idea. If it weren't for internal divisions and ideological conflicts, we wouldn't have lost so much in that battle."
"Do you want to make the same mistake again?"
Bronze Dragon King was unmoved. "No, it's because of the existence of evil."
"If we could completely purify the evil back then, instead of compromising with them, Dragon Race would not be divided at all, nor would it decline."
The two Dragon King have lived for a long time, but at this time they completely cannot identify with each other.
One saw the danger of Dragon Race splitting and tried to maintain peace.
The other is convinced that only complete purification can bring about true salvation.
"We can't agree, and we never can."
Silver Dragon King sighed, knowing that this argument would be fruitless.
"Well, take care, Sheffield. I hope you can remain intact while you cleanse yourself of so-called evil.
she said.
Bronze Dragon King responded, "I also hope you can find peace in the sunset, Nereus."
Silence returned to the deep water.
Only some undercurrents continue to flow, with the slow rhythm of the deep sea, Bronze Dragon King is silent, the dragon body is entrenched like a silent Mountain Range, his breathing becomes gentle, and he seems to have returned to his previous sleeping state.
However, shortly after Silver Dragon King's mental disconnection, another voice sounded in his mind.
"What a great debate."
The voice said faintly, with a snake-like smoothness.
"But, Sheffield, my dear child, it seems that your purification is not complete."
Bronze Dragon King didn't even open his eyes. "Get out, Tiamat, I will not accept any of your temptations."
The voice was not angry, as if he was used to being treated like this.
In fact, the Dragon Queen has tried similar things countless times, and many of them have been rejected, but she never tires of it. The more rebellious and surly the dragon is, the more pleasure she can feel after taming it.
"It's natural that you are full of resistance to me. After all, our positions are different."
"However, no mother would hate her child, so I still have good news for you."
The voice gently caressed Bronze Dragon King's cold heart and said, "In Plain of a Thousand Abysses, another of my children is conquering a piece of land for me."
"That child is crazy but irrational, and his cruelty in fighting even makes Demon shudder."
"He has brought me many surprises, which makes me very satisfied. Moreover, the interesting thing is that he comes from the same world as you. There are many children in your world who deserve my attention."
"Of course, these are not the point."
"The point is, the rift you are guarding is now located on the land that will soon belong to me."
The undercurrent around him stagnated.
Bronze Dragon King finally opened his eyes, the blue dragon pupils shining coldly in the darkness.
He sneered, "Oh? You want to extend your claws to Material Plane? Just go ahead."
"I promise with my life and soul that I will chop them all into pieces. Whether it is Demon, Devil, or your so-called children, as long as they dare to step out of this gap, I will make them regret being born in this world."
"My claws are already stained with countless blood, I don't mind a little more."
"You are always like this, full of malice towards your mother."
His voice paused slightly, and then he said unhurriedly, with even a hint of pity in his tone. "Sheffield, my poor child, even though you want to fight me, I still can't bear to have you trapped here."
"Look at yourself, how long have you been at the bottom of this dark sea?"
"Your scales have lost their luster, your wings have forgotten the feeling of flying, and you don't even dare to open your eyes and face the sun... I really can't bear to see you like this."
"So, when Holy Banner is inserted, I will close this rift."
"At that time, you will be free and can leave this dark place, fly under the sky again, practice your ideals to your heart's content, and purify everything you hate."
After saying that, the voice disappeared.
Just as sudden as it came, just as invisible.
Bronze Dragon King opened his eyes and had no expression on his face. He just raised his head slightly and looked upward. His sight penetrated the obstacles of countless layers of sea water and looked towards the vast sky.
What does the Dragon Queen want to do?
He doesn't know.
But he knew that Tiamat would never do anything meaningless. There might be a conspiracy behind every word she said and every promise she gave.
But...
"Abyss, Evil Dragon, Orc, Fury Curse----There is too much evil that needs to be purified."
If Salo Abyss disappears, he doesn't need to waste time here.
The Metal Dragons of the Raging Tide Dragon Realm should also fight for justice, punish rape and eliminate evil, instead of staying in the Dragon Realm like other indecisive Metal Dragons waiting for asylum.
They can take the initiative and bring purification wherever it is needed.
Not long after, another piece of news reached Bronze Dragon King.
"Your Majesty, Lord of Thunder broke through Destiny Rank and became Storm Dragon, claiming to be the apostle of the Dragon Queen and openly spreading evil beliefs."
"Please tell us what to do."
Dragon Queen Apostle, Destiny Storm Dragon?
Sheffield's eyes narrowed slightly.
There is no doubt that the Dragon Queen seems to be making some big move, or in other words, there is a goal that she attaches great importance to, and she is weaving a conspiracy for this.
"What do Tiamat want to do?"
"No matter what, I will not succumb to her will."
Bronze Dragon King pondered in his heart.
He believed that the Dragon Queen's conspiracy was most likely aimed at him, and this Destiny Storm Dragon might be the beginning.
After pondering for a while, he said, "Except for me, you are no match for Destiny Storm Dragon. Stop attacking Helmode Dragon Brood for now and let Evil Dragon show its fangs and claws to Evil Dragon."
Bronze Dragon King is not stupid.
He knows very well that evil beings are also full of malice and hostility.
Sometimes you can let the evil beings internalize each other, and then take action at the right time to wipe them all out.
Just like now.
Helmode Dragon Brood is now located at Atlant. Promoting faith also requires a continental carrier. There are too few intelligent creatures in the sea.
However, Atlant already has an owner, and Red Iron Dragon Emperor of Aura is now in full swing, and is even called Lord of Atlant. Moreover, it is still pretending to be a superficial order, so it is inevitable that the spread of the evil god's belief cannot be tolerated.
The contradiction between the two sides is very deep, like water and fire.
Time passed by slowly, and Bronze Dragon King quietly settled down again. Undercurrents were flowing, and the deep sea was dark, as if nothing had happened.
In the blink of an eye, time has come one year later.
Small World ri.
Rumble!
Along with bursts of loud noises, countless dust flew everywhere.
I saw an entire huge mountain rising from the ground, slightly suspended in the air. And at the bottom of the mountain was a Red Iron Dragon covered in scales and sharp armor.
He raised his arms to support the bottom of the mountain.
Spell-Annihilating Claw burst out with strange power, completely encompassing the bottom of the entire mountain. The power was evenly distributed on the contact surface, preventing Shatter from cracking where his claws came into contact.
Garos is doing strength training.
He was very energetic at this time. He was holding up this mountain that was countless times larger than his own body. His muscles were bulging high. Every time he exerted force, he could see the muscle lines clearly emerging under the dragon scales.
He lifted it up again and again and put it down slowly again and again, with steady movements.
After another hour, he stopped exercising his arm strength.
During the interval between the next set of exercises, Red Iron Dragon looked down at his arms and found that the outline had begun to gradually become thicker. Dragon Arm, which had become slender due to the mutation, now has a sense of muscle bulge again. Although it has not returned to its original level, the progress is obvious.
"Well, the idea is correct."
"Mutation can also be used as a form of exercise for me."
He nodded with satisfaction.
After mutating into the current Sky-Rending Form, Garos's body outline changed from heavy and heavy to strong and sharp. For example, his arm span became longer, which allowed him to cover a wider area when attacking, but Dragon Arm's dimensions shrank and his muscle mass was significantly reduced.
Overall, his strength and defense have been reduced by a considerable amount.
This is an obvious shortcoming.
However, if anyone asks whether Garos can accept this shortcoming...
"Disadvantage? No."
"This is a good thing."
This is what he would answer.
Garos is currently focusing on training in areas such as strength and defense, because his own foundation is here. When a certain attribute is significantly lower than other attributes, the efficiency of targeted training is much higher than normal.
In other words, Sky-Rending Form's strength weakness became an opportunity for him to improve quickly.
If he were still in his original balanced form, he would have to put in more effort and time if he wanted to make a breakthrough in strength, but now, because his strength is significantly lower than other attributes, the effect of every strength training session is more significant.
Garos is even slowing down the adaptation correction through Frenzied Flame.
He plans to maintain Sky-Rending Form as much as possible, relying solely on his own training to restore a balanced and perfect state in all aspects. In the process, he will gain an increase in attributes, and then carry out the next mutation to break the balance and train the weakened attributes back again.
Such repeated alternation can allow physical attributes to continue to grow efficiently.
Every mutation creates new shortcomings, and every targeted training makes up for these shortcomings, making itself stronger and stronger.
The cycle goes back and forth, spiraling upward.
"The only problem is, I need to consume Mutation Value to keep Sky-Rending Form."
"Unless I get new meteorites or I give up this training method, I won't be able to undergo major changes for a long time."
Garos thought to himself.
However, this issue is completely acceptable.
To a certain extent, this is also a safety line drawn by Garos for the power of mutation. Otherwise, he may gradually become addicted to the constant mutation, betting that the next mutated form will be better, instead of steadily consolidating himself.
Controllable power is more important.
Garos knows this very well.
At this moment, a voice came from my heart.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report to you."
It's the voice of Reinhart.
Garos could hear the suppressed anger in it. Reinhart was trying to control himself, but he still couldn't control it.
"About Helmode Dragon Brood?"
he asked.
"Yes."
Reinhart answered.
"The Metal Dragons of the Raging Tide Dragon Realm have never been here since Lamorien Destiny Rank."
"Before, they would patrol regularly to monitor the movements of the dragons, but now - they have completely disappeared, as if they have completely abandoned this place."
Garos looked thoughtful.
Raging Tide Dragon Realm Doesn't Lord of Thunder care?
This is also possible.
After all, the dragon of Purification Faction only has extreme ideas, but he is not a fool.
Lord of Thunder is now Dragon Queen's Chosen, and standing behind Chromatic Dragon Queen is not a wise choice to rashly confront it.
Although those Metal Dragon have the goal of purifying evil, when they really face a powerful enemy, they will also weigh their own weight and will not die meaninglessly.
However, another possibility cannot be ruled out.
Maybe Bronze Dragon King has new instructions and is preparing for a larger-scale operation.
But there is too little information to determine specifically.
"Anything else?"
Red Iron Dragon asked.
He heard that there was something unfinished in Reinhart's voice.
Reinhart was silent for a moment.
Then, his voice sounded, deeper than before, with a suppressed anger.
"Lord of Thunder---- has suppressed all resistance from Western States. He hanged a group of kings and hung their corpses on the city wall for public display. Now the entire west is under his iron fist and rules with tyranny."
Red Iron Dragon's expression has not changed.
"Tell me more specifically."
Reinhart continued, "He forces people to believe in the Dragon Queen Tiamat. Every town must build an altar to the Dragon Queen, and pray to the Dragon Queen every day, and ---- he is charging people Blood Tax."
"In what form?"
"Treasure and living people.
Reinhart said, the anger in his voice becoming increasingly difficult to conceal.
"Every month, each village must hand over a certain amount of wealth and living people as sacrifices to the Dragon Queen.
Blood Tax is mentioned in the inheritance of Garos.
In the teachings of the Dragon Queen, every Chromatic Dragon belongs to her from the moment of birth. Every Chromatic Dragon must offer Blood Tax to her to redeem themselves.
Chromatic Dragon people are naturally unwilling to pay Blood Tax.
For this reason, a strong apostle is necessary.
The current Blood Tax should be given to the Dragon Queen by Helmode Dragon Brood..
"Anyone who disobeys will be treated very cruelly."
Reinhart tried his best to stay calm and said, "Several cities have been razed to the ground because Blood Tax did not pay enough, and everyone was burned to coke."
"Lord of Thunder is spreading fear in this way to make people obey him."
Garos Silently.
Racists like Lord of Thunder have no psychological burden in killing other races.
In his eyes, humans, Dwarf, Elf races, are no different from livestock. Killing one is the same as killing ten thousand.
He had restrained himself before, mainly because he thought that doing so would lead to encirclement and suppression.
But now he seems to have no worries.
"Your Majesty."
The voice of Reinhart sounded again.
"I know what my mission is, but now I really can't help but draw my sword against Lord of Thunder."
He said, his voice full of anger.
Compared with the tragic situation of the countries under the tyranny of Lord of Thunder, the so-called dark period when Theo was defeated and succumbed to Aura was simply as beautiful as Heaven.
Red Iron Dragon is thoughtful.
Now under the Aura Kingdom, Reinhart, this Destiny Swordsman is the strongest person besides him.
Although he is now surrendered to him, he still has his own thinking and character. He is not an emotionless puppet. He has his own judgment, bottom line, and his own anger.
This is a good thing and a bad thing.
The good thing is that a subordinate with his own judgment can make correct decisions at critical moments without having to ask for instructions on everything.
The bad thing is that this independent personality can sometimes cause trouble.
After a few seconds of weighing, Garos said, "Reinhart, since you can't stand it anymore, just follow your heart."
"Draw your sword to Lord of Thunder and test his depth."
In a Destiny Rank-level battle, if you can understand the opponent's characteristics and areas in advance, you will definitely be able to gain some advantages. When the strength is not enough to complete the crushing, the importance of this intelligence advantage begins to highlight.
Whoever has more information controls the balance of victory.
Garos has regarded Lord of Thunder as an imaginary enemy.
What's interesting is that he had thought about it this way a long time ago, and as he became stronger, he gradually stopped paying attention to Lord of Thunder and started paying more attention to other aspects.
But now, Lord of Thunder broke into his field of vision again.
In a way that cannot be ignored.
Things are really unpredictable, and no one can predict the future development.
Reinhart was slightly startled and asked, "Do you agree with me taking action against Lord of Thunder?"
"I agree with your temptation, not to risk death."
Garos said, "Lord of Thunder is Destiny Storm Dragon, and it's Dragon Queen's Chosen. You can't kill him, or even seriously injure him."
"Understood. My task is to test."
Reinhart responded, the anger in his voice calming down a little.
"Well, when you encounter irresistible danger, ask me for help again."
Garos added.
"Yes, thank you Your Majesty for your understanding."
Reinhart responded.
Then, the spiritual connection was severed.
"Abyss Lord, Primordial Wild God, the three restless empires, and now the Dragon Queen has intervened to collect Blood Tax. This world is really terrible.
Red Iron Dragon flicked his tail irritably.
He immediately took a few deep breaths to calm down.
Simply move to another Material Plane and pay a price for stability?
No, with the general trend of the times being like this, the situation of Dragon Race in other worlds may not be very optimistic. At the very least, the chaos here is conducive to his development to some extent.
Time is running out and the storm is coming.
But the more times like this, the less impatient it is.
Garos continues his training to prepare for the decisive and important moment in the future.
He needs to become stronger, strong enough to face the coming storm, strong enough to fight his way out of this rotten world.