A few days later, Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm.
The morning light spreads from the end of the sea, dyeing the entire Dragon Realm into a light golden red. For the Metal Dragons living in the Dragon Realm, the distinction between day and night is not as important as the spread of a message.
Before the cliff sea cliff at the southern end of the Dragon Realm.
Gabriel is crouching in the shallow sea, letting the water cover his paws.
He used the tips of his claws to fiddle with a beautiful pebble that he fished up from the bottom of the water. The stone glowed with a warm orange light under the morning sun, with a smooth surface and good texture.
He turned the pebble over and looked at it several times, wondering whether he should add it to his collection.
Polish it and polish it, maybe pass it off as a gemstone and use it to fill your own treasure house.
Father Long is wealthy and has nearly a continent's worth of surface resources, but his father's wealth is not his. Gabriel himself, because he has been in the Dragon Realm all year round, lacks channels for accumulating wealth, and is a bit shy about collecting his own treasures.
Suddenly, a rapid flapping sound of wing membranes came from the west.
As soon as Gabriel raised his head, a Brass Dragon almost crashed into the shallows, and the water splashed over him, splashing his tail.
"Gabriel! Have you heard?"
Brass Dragon didn't even take a deep breath, his wings were still half-opened, and water droplets were dripping down along the wing membranes.
"Your father, Red Emperor Pale Star, the God-killing Dragon! When he was Orotara, he killed an incarnation of Divine Avatar! Beast of Valor!"
After he finished speaking, he stared at Gabriel, waiting for the other party's reaction.
"Wait, what's your expression?"
On the opposite side, Gold Dragon's expression remained calm, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he pressed them down tightly again and again, and his mandibular muscles twitched repeatedly, forming a subtle expression.
"In a hurry, there is no Metal Dragon look."
Gabriel had a sullen face and pressed the corners of his mouth down again and again.
He imitated the majestic and calm demeanor of his father in his memory, and slowed down his speech and said, "I already knew about this matter, it's not a big deal, it's just one of my father's many Legendary Realms.
At the same time.
A Bronze Dragon climbed up from the creek with half a fish in its mouth. After hearing a few words, it threw the fish aside; a Silver Dragon glided down from the ridge...
More Metal Dragon gathered over.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen young Metal Dragon formed a loose semicircle, their scales reflecting various lustres in the morning light. They were all the younger generation of the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm who had not yet taken charge of their own business.
And in the center, there are red Emperor's Children, Gabriel·Ignas.
His posture was dignified and calm, his jawline was tight, and he raised his head slightly, looking like a leader.
He could feel the eyes around him, all waiting for him to speak.
"Tell me, what have you heard?"
Gabriel spoke slowly, glanced at every dragon present, and asked the question first, letting other dragons speak first.
A young Bronze Dragon was the first to speak, "I heard that your father, Red Emperor Pale Star, killed an incarnation of the god when he was Orotara. It seems that Nausir's Blood Moon weakened the incarnation of the god, and Red Emperor Pale Star made up for it."
"A touch up?"
Brass Dragon next to him immediately questioned, "That's the incarnation of a god! Even if it's a last hit, not just anyone can do it. Can you go up and try to hit it? I'm afraid you can't even reach the incarnation's toes."
There were several suppressed chuckles all around.
"I know."
Bronze Dragon insisted, "I'm just saying that he didn't do it alone, there was also Nausir's moon."
"But that's not what I heard."
The younger Silver Dragon said, squeezing forward and pushing the Copper Dragon to the side, earning a dissatisfied glare from the other party.
"I have a Brass Dragon cousin in Orotara."
"As you know, it's Elmo. He came to the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm five years ago."
Youlong nodded, expressing his impression.
"In the middle of the night, I sent a message to him to get some news."
When Silver Dragon said this, he paused and made sure that all the dragons' eyes were focused on him before continuing with satisfaction, "Just so, this cousin also participated in Imperial War and witnessed the whole process with his own eyes!"
"He was just outside the battlefield, not far away. He saw everything he should have seen."
"He said, Red Emperor didn't win because of Blood Moon."
"On the contrary, Divine Avatar destroyed Blood Moon, and then targeted Red Emperor, trying to kill it."
"Then what?" Brass Dragon couldn't help but ask.
"After a fierce battle that shattered the earth," Silver Dragon lowered his voice, causing all the dragons to move forward unconsciously, and continued, "Red Emperor tore Divine Avatar into pieces, tearing it apart from the front, pure fighting."
As soon as he finished speaking, a rational dragon retorted.
"No, no."
Another Gold Dragon said, "Although Red Emperor is strong, it is only Crown Rank after all. How can it be possible to defeat the incarnation of God head-on? The gap between Crown Rank and Divine Avatar cannot be made up by willpower and combat skills."
Silver Dragon shook his head with a firm tone.
"That's why you don't understand."
"I heard from my cousin that Red Emperor has already shown the power of the Immortal Realm in Imperial War. What Crown Rank is? He must be in disguise. Just like some Gold Dragon like to fish for law enforcement, showing weakness first and then fighting back, so does he."
"Do you have evidence?"
"My cousin saw it with his own eyes! He swore on his dignity and dignity that he would never lie."
Who is your cousin?
Can you still participate in Imperial War?
Gabriel glanced at Silver Dragon.
He tilted his head, showing a hesitant expression.
As for this expression, Gabriel has been practicing it for a long time.
The brows should be slightly furrowed but not worried, the corners of the mouth should be tightened but not nervous, and the gaze should be far-reaching but not empty. Sure enough, as soon as this expression came out, all eyes were immediately drawn back to him.
The quarrel quieted down.
Gabriel enjoyed it very much.
This feeling of being surrounded by stars and having all the dragons waiting for him to speak made him feel very happy.
At this time, the other Gold Dragon came over and poked his flank with the tip of its wing.
"Gabriel, tell me."
"You must know best. After all, you are the descendant of Red Emperor."
"Yes, your father must have told you the news. His words are not false. They are more reliable than some cousins."
"Speak quickly! Stop hiding it!"
The voices of the dragons came and went, their urging tone mixed with expectation.
Gabriel cleared his throat and slowly swept his tail across the beach.
"Guys, I can't reveal too much,"
He said slowly, "After all, this is a private communication between Father Long and I. As you know, some information involves important strategic considerations. It's not that I don't want to share it. It's just that as Dragon Son, I have the responsibility to keep some necessary secrets."
"But...
He said, "You can continue your speculations. The truth will always become clearer and clearer with each passing day. I am just listening and will not correct anything."
After saying that, he smiled meaningfully.
Seeing Gabriel's appearance, the surrounding dragons nodded in understanding, and then continued to discuss it with great interest.
As the discussion continued, the dragons present kept adding new details to the story.
The claims began to become more and more exaggerated.
Finally, after many additions and superimpositions, these statements converged into a complete version.
Red Emperor Pale Star penetrated two, and beat Saint Realm, the two people sitting under Cantum, until they fell to their knees, humiliating them severely.
The gods whom Kantum Empire believed in were furious and descended on the battlefield incarnate to crush this arrogant mortal dragon to death.
Red Emperor Pale Star did not retreat but advanced, and fought fiercely with Divine Avatar. The aftermath of the battle between the two shattered Elven Moon into thousands of fragments, which are still floating in the night sky like broken ice.
In the end, the god's incarnation was swallowed up by the blazing dragon's breath and turned into ashes.
"Is that so? Gabriel?"
After finishing the final version, the dragons all looked at Emperor's Children with inquiring eyes.
Gabriel faced those eyes with a calm face, but rolled his eyes in his heart.
I don't know the specific situation either, damn father, I only tell half of the story, I don't know any more than you do!"
he thought.
However, he didn't show it.
When you don't know the answer, let the person asking the question find the answer themselves.
So, he just smiled meaningfully and nodded again, his inscrutable expression not moving at all.
"Some details in your news must be exaggerated."
He said slowly, "My father did kill Divine Avatar. This is certain."
"As for the process, he doesn't like to show off. As you know, a truly strong person doesn't need to brag to prove himself."
Neither confirmed the specific details of those exaggerated rumors nor directly denied them.
These words are ambiguous, but it is precisely this ambiguity that leaves a huge space for imagination for all listeners. Gabriel This kind of answer is basically acquiescence in the eyes of other dragons.
The information that Longzi himself authenticated was of more value than a distant cousin.
Therefore, the version that was personally certified by Emperor's Children, including the details that were superimposed on it, was passed on to tens of thousands, and soon spread throughout the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm.
Metal Dragon people listened with great interest.
Almost all dragons are discussing this matter.
At the same time, the news spread like wildfire throughout the Atlant Continent.
Although the versions circulating in different regions differ in details, the core message is the same.
Lord of Atlant, who was at the height of his power, personally went to Orotara, and then the divine incarnations of Nausir's Moon Shatter and Cantum fell.
Within the Aura Kingdom, the respect for the emperor reached its peak.
All along, Aura's People people have regarded the emperor as Deity.
In the official propaganda of the empire, there is no doubt about the emperor's power; in the word of mouth among the people, the emperor's achievements are unmatched.
But they are not stupid, and they actually know it in their hearts.
Although his own emperor is invincible, compared with the real Deity, he is still a little behind.
But now, the difference is gone.
The great Red Emperor, one sip of Dragon Breath killed the god himself!
Yes.
When the message went through layers of transcoding and transmission, was sung by Bard, forwarded by caravan messengers, etc., and finally reached some remote cities in the Aura Kingdom, the incarnation of the god had naturally transformed into the true form of Deity.
As for the moon of Nausir...
In people's understanding, when the great Red Emperor fought fiercely with Deity, the aftermath of the battle was like kicking pebbles, breaking them into pieces.
No one thinks this statement is an exaggeration.
Terminator of All Things.
Godslayer.
Calamity Dragon.
After this battle, several new titles were added to Red Emperor's name.
Not even just at Material Plane.
Fey Wilds, Verdant Gardens.
Fairy Dragon Vera is lying on a huge water lily, letting the sun warm her scales.
She liked this location. The sunlight filtered through the gaps between the tree canopies, making half of her body sparkle.
Just when she was drowsy, a tall figure trotted over from the direction of the teleportation array and told her about Material Plane according to Fairy Dragon's previous instructions.
"? You mean, Red Emperor killed a True God?"
Vera opened his eyes wide and his whole body bounced off the water lily.
"Yes."
The centaur's chest was raised higher than usual, and the Aura emblem on the shoulder armor was polished brightly.
He proudly said, "In front of His Majesty, Deity is nothing but fleeting dust in the wind."
"There will never be any lies."
Vera was so excited that she flapped her wings and stirred up the surrounding air to form a small whirlwind.
"What exactly happened? Tell me everything you know! Every detail!"
The centaurs then poured out all the versions they heard to the eager Fairy Dragon.
After a long time, Vera turned around and left with satisfaction, his mind filled with new material.
She flew over the flowers and tree canopies, and immediately summoned all her friends she could find to update them on her biography.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
Starting from Fey Wilds, Material Plane published the story of Godslayer, which quickly spread to further areas.
At the same time.
Atlant Continent West, Braketon Kingdom.
The hall of Temple is empty, and the dome is so high that it almost disappears in the shadows.
The wind poured in through the high windows, hit the wall, and was blocked by the huge dragon's body.
A giant dragon covered with dark blue and nearly black scales was entrenched here. As he breathed, countless small arcs hissed between the scales, flickering in the air around him, like a grid that was constantly weaving and dissipating.
The apostle of Immortal Dragon Queen, Chosen Storm Dragon.
Lord of Thunder, Lamorien.
"Lamorien, my child, my apostle."
The voice came and rang directly in his mind, as gentle as ever.
But this kind of tenderness is not the comfort of spring breeze.
It is more like a winter fire. It feels warm when you get close to it, but everyone knows what it feels like when the flames lick it.
Lamorien opened his eyes, and lightning seemed to flash across his pupils.
"Temples are rising one after another, and the offerings of Blood Taxs are also being offered. I have received them, and I am very satisfied."
The voice was warm with approval.
But then, the conversation changed.
"But this is not enough. You have solidified the foundation of your faith. Now it is time to stretch out your claws and attack Punishment the disobedient people who have offended your mother's majesty."
"Let his subjects know that my glory will not forever tolerate rejection."
Hearing this, Lamorien slowly retracted his tail to his side and said in a respectful and low voice, "Great mother, your will is my mission. Punishment disobedient, spread your glory. I will always keep these things in mind."
He paused and raised his eyes.
"However, the primary mission you gave me has not been completed yet."
The arc crackled between the dragon's horns, and Lord of Thunder continued, "This land that provided you with Blood Tax should have become your Divine Kingdom in Material Plane."
"I am running around this land, spreading your teachings, building your temples, and accepting your followers."
"However, there are too many small things that oppose your glory."
"They say you are just a false god, and I am a pawn of the false god."
Lamorien showed his sharp teeth and his voice was filled with suppressed anger. "Mother, I cannot tolerate such blasphemy."
"How can those humble, insignificant reptiles who only live on the breath of the dragon dare to question and blaspheme your greatness?"
"They have never worshiped your glory, but they dare to use the most vicious words to slander your name!"
He lowered his head again and said, "Please allow me to clean these reptiles first so that they can remember your name at the last moment before they die."
"Lamorien."
His voice was still gentle, and he said, "I have always been very patient with my children. Do you know why?"
"Because of your kindness, great mother."
"Kindness is only part of it."
Chromatic Dragon Queen smiled softly, "More importantly, true loyalty takes time to be tempered."
"What I need is a child who can make judgments for me and share my worries, not an empty shell who can only execute orders."
"So I give you time and space."
"Tolerate your stubbornness, even tolerate those little hesitations in your heart."
As he spoke, his voice suddenly dropped.
"But patience is not infinite, my boy."
"No matter how kind a mother is, she will lose her temper sometimes."
Lamorien lowered his head. "I understand."
He said, his voice a little deeper than before. "I will not let your patience turn into disappointment. Give me some more time, and I will let every inch of land here remember that your sanctity cannot be desecrated."
"Then, I will complete other missions."
"Punishment What you want Punishment, spread what you want to spread."
"Very good."
The Dragon Queen's voice returned to its original speed and gentleness. "Do what you should do, my child. Remember, I will always stand behind you and give you all my trust and gifts, forever."
Lamorien lowered his head so deeply that the dragon's horns almost touched the ground.
"Glory to you, great mother."
Silence returned to Temple, the Dragon Queen's will receded, and the only sounds left in the hall were the whine of the wind passing through the high windows and the crackle of the arc between Lamorien's scales.
Outside Temple, a storm is brewing.
Thick dark clouds pressed in from the west, one layer after another, blocking the sky like dusk. Thunder rolled from high in the sky and gradually became denser, as if an invisible hand was beating a war drum in the clouds.
Lamorien stood up slowly and looked up into the distance.
Godslayer----Red Emperor Pale Star.
He remained silent.
He knew why the Dragon Queen was urging him today.
Probably because I feel that I can't wait any longer.
That Red Iron Dragon is growing at an incredible speed. If she waits any longer, the traitor who challenges her majesty will be out of control.
Subconsciously, Lamorien does not want to stand on the opposite side of Garos.
However, some things no longer depend on his will.
With every passing day, the call in his soul becomes stronger, and the desire to fight for the glory of the Dragon Queen burns in his veins, becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.
At the latest before Garos becomes Destiny Rank, there must be a battle between the two.
He could already hear the turning sound of the gears of destiny, heavy and unstoppable.
At the same time.
Raging Tide Dragon Realm, Salo Abyss.
Bronze Dragon King Sheffield, opened his eyelids in the deep dark water, revealing a pair of blue eyes, looking towards a deep crack not far away.
It persists there.
However, compared with before, the size of this fissure has been reduced by one-fifth, the openings at both ends are narrowing, and the edges are being pulled together.
Sheffield stared at the crack, his eyes fixed for a long time.
He remembered what the Dragon Queen said to him a long time ago. He didn't believe it at the time. After all, Chromatic Dragon Queen's promises always had a barb.
But it turned out that at least she wasn't lying about this.
The rift is healing, that's for sure."
When it is completely closed, I will be free and fight for justice."
There are too many evil things in this world, and too many crimes are carried out openly in broad daylight. After I am relieved of the heavy responsibility of guarding Sea Abyss, I can find them one by one, clean them, and purify them."
Bronze Dragon King stretched its wings.
The huge airfoil swayed gently in the water, stirred up undercurrents, shook off the thin layer of floating dust deposited on the airfoil, rolled several times in the water, and then sank silently.
At the same time, he had closed his eyes and was waiting quietly.