The moment the crack closed behind him, Garos felt his body sink.
The rose-gold light gradually dimmed from the body surface, and the sense of strength that filled every inch of the muscles was rapidly fading, as unstoppable as the ebbing sea water.
He flapped his wings and looked at the surrounding ocean and the huge island with clear outlines in the distance.
Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm, arrived.
The heavy rain did not fall here.
The sky was clear, the clouds were low, and the sea was as calm as a gray mirror. Garos folded its wings and began to descend.
As before, many Metal Dragon noticed him.
But what was different from the beginning was that although the dragons looked at him with awe, respect or curiosity, they were not too surprised.
They have become completely accustomed to Red Iron Dragon appearing again and again, as well as the occasional drastic changes in his appearance and body.
There is no Metal Dragon from the Legendary Realm to stop Garos.
He waved his wings and went straight into the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm, flying towards Cold Sacred Spring.
Soon after.
He landed by the spring, his limbs falling to the ground with a heavy sound, causing a small splash of water.
At the same time, the lake surface swelled, and a silver-white giant figure revealed half of its head from the water.
The silver scales are thick and the face is calm, it is Silver Dragon King Nereus.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced around Garos, noticing the changes in his body surface and sensing his obviously weak aura at this time.
"What's going on?"
Nereus spoke lazily, "What big thing did you do again? Put yourself in such a weak state."
Garos looked at her and said directly without hiding anything, "I got rid of Storm Dragon."
"Lamorien?"
Silver Dragon King was slightly startled, and his tone became more serious, "That Dragon Queen's apostle?"
"Hmm."
Garos nodded slightly.
Silver Dragon King was silent for a few seconds, and then said slowly, "I remember that you seemed to have told me that you would keep him to contain Sheffield."
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
She knew that Bronze Dragon King went to Atlant, attacked Storm Dragon, and was eventually repelled by the three giant dragons. She also knew Garos's attitude and thoughts towards Storm Dragon.
On the opposite side, Garos's expression did not change.
"Bronze Dragon King Sheffield?"
His tone was calm, but there was obvious contempt, "A self-righteous enforcer of justice, he should be glad that he is no longer in Atlant."
"Otherwise, after Lamorien, it will be his turn."
Hearing this, Silver Dragon King's eyes widened slightly, and he stared at Red Iron Dragon for a few seconds, and then showed a strange look.
As before, Red Iron Dragon's personality has changed somewhat after the mutation.
The first time was sharp, the second time was full of destructive desire, and this time——
He seems to have become a lot more domineering and arrogant.
Silver Dragon King's eyes were dark and there was a hint of temptation in his tone. "Since you have this idea, I can make the decision now and let Sheffield return to Material Plane, giving you a chance to fight him."
Red Iron Dragon's face remained unchanged.
"I won't bother Dragon King about this."
He said solemnly, without any hesitation in his tone, "Sheffield chose to hide in Abyss because he was afraid of me. I allow him to live for a while longer."
Silver Dragon King blinked his eyes and laughed dumbly.
Although Garos behaves much more domineering and arrogant in terms of speech, like a traditional red dragon, it is obvious that his cheeky and steady background has not changed, but his words have become much tougher.
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Silver Dragon King's smile gradually faded.
She was silent for a moment, and then said, "You may not know that Sheffield also had friendly interactions with Evil Dragon. He is not born hostile to all Evil Dragon."
"It's just a past full of betrayal and pain that made him who he is now."
Garos was silent for a moment after listening to her words.
"I'm not interested in Bronze Dragon King's past."
He said in a calm tone, "Everyone has a past, Sheffield has it, you have it, and so do I."
"Other Metal Dragon kings, each Chromatic Dragon, Ferrous Dragon who can reach Destiny Rank----"
"All have checkered pasts."
Silver Dragon King didn't refute and looked at him quietly.
"My past is also full of malice and hostility."
Garos continued, his eyes falling on the ripples of the spring water.
"They are like winds coming from all directions, trying to drown me, twist me, and turn me into what they want."
"But look at me now, the storms have not knocked me down, they have only made me tougher, made me sharper with each tempering, and made me stick to my heart even more.
He paused and said firmly, "Whatever doesn't kill me will only make me stronger."
Garos has not forgotten the past malice and hostility.
However, they failed to change him. Instead, they were all left behind or stepped on by him.
Silver Dragon King's eyes flashed slightly.
She floated a little more from the spring water, revealing more of her silver-white body, and her voice became clearer. "Garos, just like you told me at the beginning, for Dragon Race, every Destiny Rank is precious."
"I'm not some compassionate Saint Realm."
"However, I have also seen too many stars that could have illuminated an era go out prematurely because of some avoidable conflicts."
Garos looked at her and waited for the next sentence.
Silver Dragon King organized his words and then continued, "Frankly speaking, I don't want to see you and Sheffield kill each other."
"You two are the mainstay of Dragon Race."
"Any loss, no matter who wins or loses, is a loss for the entire Dragon Race."
Red Iron Dragon turned back and looked at Silver Dragon King again.
"A king like me is naturally not someone who must retaliate against others."
He said calmly, "If possible, I would like to shake hands with Sheffield and make peace."
"Even if he can put aside those prejudices and hostility, we can fight for Bernardo together. There are more than one dangers facing this world. It is a good thing to have other strong people to share my worries."
These words come from the heart.
Now Garos believes that starting from the Atlant Continent, the entire Bernardo, sooner or later, will belong to him and no other evil will be allowed to get involved.
As for Bronze Dragon King.
As long as he does no harm to himself and does not affect his plans, then Garos will not care about his existence.
Many times, Garos thinks that he has a broad mind.
Silver Dragon King sighed lightly.
She could feel that Garos was telling the truth.
"If Sheffield could be like you...
"
She said with a hint of regret, "It would be nice not to be so obsessed with old scars, and not so stubbornly convinced that all Chromatic Dragon and Ferrous Dragon cannot be trusted."
Hearing this, Red Iron Dragon shook his head.
"Actually, I am the same as Bronze Dragon King, very persistent and stubborn."
He had a clear understanding of himself and said, "It's just that my attachment points are different from his."
"He is obsessed with the past, with the betrayals and pain that have happened, and with using his justice to judge every existence that he considers to be evil."
"And I----"
Red Iron Dragon paused for a moment, his eyes became deep. "I am obsessed with moving forward."
Silver Dragon King was silent.
She said nothing more.
Two huge figures were reflected on the water, one as silver as the moon and the other as red as a soldering iron, swaying slightly on the calm lake surface.
After a long time, Silver Dragon King slowly sank back into the lake.
"Come on," her voice came slowly, "Take a good rest and recover, you have to keep moving forward."
Garos did not hesitate and walked into the water as well, submerging himself in the cold spring water.
The spring water is cold, soaking into his scales and muscles, seeping into the depths of his body, and the weak sense of strength is being filled bit by bit, slowly and truly.
The place gradually returned to calm.
And in Atlant.
In the Aura Kingdom's other cities, amid the noise of pubs and markets, the news coming back from the front line is spreading at an incredible speed.
The news first came from people who witnessed the entire battle.
However, the battle between Red Emperor and Lord of Thunder was too fierce, and seeing it with one's own eyes does not mean that all the details are clear. People add fuel to the fire, exaggerate, fill in the parts they didn't see clearly, and then tell others as personal experiences.
As a result, the news became more and more bizarre as it spread.
The first things to spread are the most basic facts.
Red Emperor led Aura Legendary Realm to attack Helmode Dragon Brood who was entrenched in the west. The apostle of the Dragon Queen, Storm Dragon Lamorien, died under the claws of Red Emperor. The remaining dragons surrendered to Aura.
This version is pretty normal.
But soon, new information appeared.
Red Emperor personally killed Storm Dragon, and also defeated the incarnation of the Dragon Queen who came through the body of Storm Dragon.
This version was eye-catching enough and caused a lot of exclamations and discussions in the tavern.
However, it is the third version that is most widely circulated.
The true form of the Dragon Queen has arrived.
Some people who claimed to have witnessed the whole process swore that they saw Evil Dragon God of Hell rising from the sea, crossing the barrier between Material Plane and Hell, and descending on the battlefield with unparalleled divine power.
At that moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and everyone thought they were going to die.
Then, Red Emperor stood up.
He collided head-on with the dragon queen's divine power. The aftermath of the confrontation between the two caused the world to change color and the sea water to flow backwards.
In the end, Chromatic Dragon Queen was defeated head-on by Red Emperor, humiliated and blasphemed in front of his face. If he hadn't run fast and withdrew Hell, he would have suffered even greater humiliation.
This version is the most widely circulated in pubs all over Atlant.
People vividly described how the Dragon Queen fled back to Hell in panic, described how Red Emperor looked down at the defeated Evil Dragon God with disdain, and described the claws stepping on the god's body, crushing the incarnation's head every time.
Of course, no one cares whether this version is true or not.
People only care about whether it is exciting enough and whether it is enough to satisfy their malicious imagination about Deity.
In addition to Godslayer, Red Emperor has a brand new title.
Blasphemer.
Those creatures who revere and admire Red Emperor stubbornly believe that as long as they are in Material Plane, even if the god himself comes, there will only be two endings when facing the great Red Emperor.
Be killed, or be desecrated and insulted.
In the pub, people raised their glasses and shouted the name Red Emperor, as if the name itself could bring some kind of power.
At the same time.
Avernus.
Here is the first layer of Nine Hells.
Looking around, the earth is scorched black, with dark red lava rivers flowing in the cracks, cutting the endless plain into countless Shatter areas.
The air was filled with the smell of sulfur and burning, and every breath felt like swallowing fire.
The sky was dark red, with no sun or stars visible, only the occasional shooting star-like fireball.
And in a place that ordinary people cannot reach, there are five huge towers standing.
They appear in five colors: red, blue, green, black, and white.
Each tower is magnificent, with its body cast from gold and silver and inlaid with countless gems and biological skulls.
It is both sacred and bewitching, both solemn and terrifying.
Five tall towers surround a huge palace in the center.
Here, it is Divine Kingdom from Tiamat.
The place where the souls of countless evil dragon believers end up, the lair of the Mother of Dragons.
Her Divine Kingdom is within Avernus, and like most of the kingdoms of gods, it relies on Outer Planes while maintaining relative independence and being in a parallel space.
The true form of the Dragon Queen is entrenched in a golden mountain.
The Golden Mountain is made up of countless gold coins, gems and magic items, exuding an alluring light.
But at this moment, Tiamat is not in the mood to appreciate these wealth at all.
Five slender necks extend from the huge body, each one covered with knotted muscles and hard scales, and can flexibly turn in any direction.
At the same time, the expressions of these five heads are exactly the same.
Angry.
An anger that almost made the entire Divine Kingdom burn.
The White Dragon head's eyes are cold, the nostrils of the Black Dragon head spit out black smoke, the upper and lower jaws of the Green Dragon head are slightly open, revealing jagged sharp teeth, the edges of the scales of the Blue Dragon head are bursting with tiny electric arcs, and the red dragon head has the most ferocious expression.
Deity often looks at many worlds at the same time.
Tiamat is no exception.
In the world of Bernardo, there are indeed many Dragonkin worthy of attention.
But because there is no soil for the development of faith in this world, or in other words, the soil for faith is extremely poor, Tiamat actually doesn't pay much attention to Bernardo, but only has a trivial spirit.
However.
A trace of spirit is enough for her to feel everything.
In countless planes and worlds, this trace of her spirit in Bernardo has felt the most unbearable blasphemy and insult, and it has even been transmitted to her true self in the Divine Kingdom.
"That reptile!"
"That ungrateful, lowly, damn reptile!"
The roars sounded one after another, and the five heads sounded at the same time. The sounds were intertwined, making the whole hall tremble, and the gold coins on the Jinshan Mountain slid down.
Tiamat's five heads were swinging at the same time, and the scene was constantly reflected in his mind.
Red Iron Dragon's paws stepped on the avatar, dismantling it and crushing it again and again. His movements were not hasty or slow, as if he was enjoying the process.
When their eyes met, Tiamat could clearly see the contempt in Red Iron Dragon's eyes.
A mortal dragon.
A Fanlong that Immortal Realm has not yet touched.
Dare you despise yourself?!
How dare you call yourself a wretch?!
How dare you look at yourself like that?!
Tiamat can hardly remember the last time he felt so angry.
Maybe it was the last time I fought against Bahamut? No, it was more like a contest between old enemies, with a hint of enjoyment in the anger.
But this time, it was pure, utter anger.
According to what Red Iron Dragon said, she did break through her defense.
Thinking of this, Tiamat became even more angry.
But----she is a god after all.
After the initial anger subsided, Tiamat began to think calmly.
Her apostle in Bernardo is gone, and Temple has also been uprooted.
She can't really come there in person, it would be too risky. Material Plane's rules only naturally suppress God. What's more, that old guy Bahamut has been staring at her.
Send Immortal-tier's apostles from other planes to crush that damn reptile?
No.
Immortal-tier's apostle is very precious, and it is easy to attract attention when crossing borders.
Moreover, there is a high probability that he will be discovered and killed by the abominable Bahamut. This bastard dares to come directly to Material Plane, so he has a natural advantage in this regard.
Chromatic Dragon Queen's anger gradually subsided.
She calmed down, her eyes flickered, and one insidious plan passed through her mind one after another, only to be rejected one by one.
Plans that are too simple can be easily cracked.
A plan that is too complex has too many variables.
Plans that are too radical may attract unnecessary attention----
Eventually.
An idea settled in her mind.
Among Abyss, there is Demon Lord, who is eyeing Bernardo.
Although the war between Abyss and Hell, Demon and Devil has lasted for one thousand years, Tiamat's Divine Kingdom is located in Hell and has good friendship with the Devil lords. In theory, it belongs to the Devil camp and stands on the opposite side of Demon.
However, even if it is the real Devil, there is no shortage of people doing transactions with Demon.
She is not Devil, and there is no psychological burden when negotiating with Demon Lord.
However, considering that she also has many enemies in Abyss, including several powerful evil gods and Demon Lord, she cannot go to Abyss herself.
Negotiating with the target will probably take some effort and time.
Chromatic Dragon Queen's eyes gradually calmed down.
Her anger just now has completely dissipated, and an interested smile appeared on Long's face.
The more difficult it is to conquer, the more rebellious and rebellious it becomes.
The more you achieve such a goal, the more satisfaction and pleasure you will gain.
Deity has a long life. Many times, Chromatic Dragon Queen actually doesn't care about the superficial honor and disgrace. What she cares more about is that she can find interesting games in her long and boring life and get fun from them.
So far, there is only one opponent who has played the longest game with her.
Her nemesis, her opposite.
Platinum Dragon God, Bahamut.
In addition to the games with Bahamut, Tiamat is also playing other games at the same time. Among the many games, she pays more attention to whoever can keep up with her rhythm and is less likely to lose.
The palace regained its calm.
The gold coins on the Jinshan Mountain stopped slipping, and Tiamat once again sat on the top of the Jinshan Mountain. The five heads were slightly lowered, and their eyes were half-closed, as if they were taking a nap.
But if anyone could sense her mental activity, they would find it.
She was now more alert and focused than before.
"Garos·Ignas."
"Our game has just begun. I hope you can stick with me for a while."
Lose?
Impossible.
She always wins.
It's just a matter of time to win sooner or later.
Chromatic Dragon Queen has developed more mental thoughts to play this game, and his attention to Bernardo and Red Iron Dragon has reached a new level.