In the deep sky, the light of White Dwarf flows quietly.
After Lionel finished speaking, Red Iron Dragon's expression began to shrink a little.
His eyes moved away from Moon Dragon and towards the direction of Bernardo.
At such a long distance, it is just an inconspicuous one among countless light spots.
It is even too small to be considered a point of light, and the naked eye cannot distinguish it from the deep background. But even so, its weight in Garos's heart is still greater than that of the stars.
"Warning from the Stars----"
Red Iron Dragon withdrew his gaze and looked at Moon Dragon again.
"I have never heard the whispers of the stars, nor have I received omens from the stars, but I have already sensed through various signs that Bernardo will face threats from the stars."
"Your warning confirms my existing judgment."
Lionel was slightly startled.
He has seen the reactions of many lives when they hear the news of impending catastrophe.
Some fell into hysterical fear, frantically hoarding resources and building defenses; some simply denied everything, buried their heads in the sand, and pretended that nothing had happened; others collapsed completely and gave up all actions in despair.
He had seen these reactions so often that he was already used to them.
But Red Iron Dragon's reaction does not fall within these categories.
He just stood quietly in the universe, his wings slightly folded, like a rock that had been beaten by countless winds and frosts, no matter how rough the waves were, he remained unmoved.
"In this case, you should be prepared to escape."
Moon Dragon looked at him seriously, slightly stretched out the dragon's head forward, and said, "The stars don't lie."
"Throughout the long years, the warnings they conveyed to me have never gone wrong, and they have come true every time."
"Disaster is imminent."
"And with your power, you can leave Bernardo before the catastrophe really comes and find another safe and livable world."
Migrate, evacuate.
Abandon your homeland and find a new habitat.
This is the most rational and instinctive choice for all intelligent life when facing a devastating threat.
However, Red Iron Dragon shook his head slightly.
"It's imminent on a cosmic scale, but from my perspective, it's still enough time for me to do a lot."
"Besides----"
He looked at Moon Dragon's visor and corrected. "In my dictionary, there is no word "escape". At most, it can only be a strategic retreat to temporarily avoid the edge."
Moon Dragon tilted his head, showing a confused expression.
There is a lot of knowledge about war and survival in his inherited memories, but most of them are the records of bystanders, or the pictures he saw when he looked down on the earth through the light of stars on the moon.
Moon Dragon hasn't really been involved in much struggle.
He did not have a deep understanding of those words that were tempered in blood and fire.
"Does it make any difference?"
He asked his doubts frankly.
"Whether you are escaping, retreating, or temporarily avoiding the edge, isn't the final result the same? You are leaving the dangerous place to save your own life."
In his opinion, no matter what words are used to describe it, the essence of leaving a dangerous place is the same.
To go is to go, to retreat is to retreat, and to escape is to escape.
He didn't understand why a line should be drawn between these words.
The corners of Red Iron Dragon's mouth raised slightly, revealing a line of sharp tooth tips.
"A world of difference."
He said, "Escape means giving up everything, rushing for life in a hurry, leaving one's destiny completely to the mercy of luck; strategic retreat, temporarily avoiding the edge, is an active choice made after clearly weighing the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves."
The voice paused, and the dragon's claws tightened slightly.
Red Iron Dragon said in a deep voice, "In short, running away is a coward's way of survival, and avoiding the edge temporarily is the choice of a wise man."
"And I never run away."
Lionel was silent.
After a while, he spoke again.
"I still don't quite understand what you're thinking."
He admitted frankly, without any rebuttal in his tone, "In my understanding, when facing a danger that cannot be resisted, avoidance is avoidance. There is no need to make so many distinctions."
"But I don't want to ask anymore."
Moon Dragon waved his tail slightly, "This is probably the way of thinking of the dragons on the planet."
Garos did not continue to explain.
Because of different ways of thinking, some things cannot be conveyed through language.
"Do you know the source of this catastrophe?"
Garos changed the topic slightly and brought the topic back to the actual issue.
Moon Dragon's expression immediately became solemn.
His body tensed slightly, and he raised a dragon claw, pointing in a certain direction in the starry sky.
Garos then looked around.
To the naked eye, that direction is no different from anywhere else. The same sky is full of stars scattered on the dark sky, and the same deep and boundless darkness stretches between the stars.
"It's a Primordial Wild God."
Moon Dragon's voice was serious and he said, "Calamity Egg, Ten Thousand Ominous Manifestations."
"It wanders in the universes of all major Material Worlds, feeding on chaos and disasters. Wherever it passes, Living Planet will turn into death places. The stars showed me its remnants, one world after another that was devoured and lifeless."
Red Iron Dragon The scales on the forehead are slightly wrinkled, forming a majestic pattern.
A long time ago, he had made speculations and inferences about the origin of Rage Calamity, but he could never fully confirm it.
And now, Moon Dragon's words corroborate his guess.
The answer points directly to Primordial Wild God.
But he had never heard of the name Moon Dragon said.
"Calamity Egg----"
Garos searched carefully in his inheritance memory, turning over the knowledge and insights left by generations of dragons in his mind. Finally, he muttered, "There is no record of this Wild God in my inheritance."
This is not surprising.
The inheritance of different Dragonkin is different, and the knowledge inherited by each dragon is closely related to the living environment and encounters of its race.
We may not necessarily know Wild God and Lionel recorded in the Garos inheritance.
Lionel then continued, "My inheritance contains a lot of knowledge about the deep space of the universe, including detailed records of this Ten Thousand Ominous Manifestations."
"Probably because our Moon Dragon is the easiest Dragonkin to encounter it in the starry sky."
Garos's eyes were full of thought.
He integrated this information in his mind and then asked the key question, "What level does this Wild God belong to?"
Hearing this, Moon Dragon took a deep breath.
Even though there was no air for him to breathe in space, his chest still made this movement.
"Ancient One."
He said simply and directly.
Ancient One.
Immortal Realm layer above Glorious One.
The existence that can reach this level will have its own history as old as Multiverse. Your existence time will be calculated in hundreds of millions of years. Your history is the history of Multiverse, which corresponds to the god of Moderate Divine Power.
The stars are vast and the world is infinite. Among the many lives that cannot be exhausted by billions, the number of Ancient One is always only two digits.
They stand above countless lives and are a handful of existences at the top of the pyramid.
Red Iron Dragon is silent.
Then, his body trembled slightly.
It was an extremely subtle tremor. If you didn't observe carefully, you wouldn't notice it at all. Under the dragon scales, the muscles were tightening unconsciously.
Lionel noticed this detail.
His eyes lingered on Garos, and complex emotions surged in his heart.
Moon Dragon can understand this tremor.
Fear, caution, vigilance... these are the most normal reactions when facing beings that are far beyond one's own level.
Even Red Emperor, this Red Iron Dragon known as Red Emperor Pale Star who is rampant in Bernardo, will feel instinctive fear when faced with an existence of the level of Ancient One.
Moon Dragon is about to say something.
He wanted to appease Red Iron Dragon's emotions, or make some more practical suggestions.
But just then.
His self-light happened to meet Garos's eyes at this moment.
Then, Lionel froze.
He did see fear.
Deep fear, fear and uneasiness.
These emotions exist in Red Iron Dragon's pupils, like a layer of frost frozen on the surface of the pupils, clearly visible, but more, underneath the frost, is something completely different.
Fierce, fierce, sharp.
Red Iron Dragon's pupils shrank into a narrow vertical line, and what was burning inside was not the shrinkage caused by fear.
It is more like the moment before Star, which is about to explode, is compressed to the limit and releases the light that destroys everything in the next second.
Depressing, dangerous, and containing immeasurable energy.
Subconsciously, Moon Dragon was horrified and then backed away.
He even forgot that he was in a vacuum, and just reflexively pulled back a certain distance. The scales on his body stood up, and black frost flowers swirled around him crazily, assuming a defensive posture as if facing a powerful enemy.
And what triggered all of this was just a look.
But in the next moment, all emotions were restrained.
Red Iron Dragon's eyes returned to calmness and calmness.
However, under Sky-Rending Form, his eyes were already narrow and long. Even in the calmest posture, his gaze still looked as sharp as a knife, making people afraid to look directly at him.
"Primordial Wild God."
Red Iron Dragon spoke slowly and said, "Their war with the gods has long been defeated."
"Killed, expelled, and sealed, the rest can only linger in the cracks of the worlds, like a group of bereaved dogs with their backbones broken."
"They may have been brilliant in the past, but that's all in the past."
He raised his head and bared his fangs, "Bernardo, this is not a place where losers like them can invade at will."
In all the worlds of Prime Material Plane, whether it is Deity or Immortal Realm, they will be greatly suppressed by the rules.
This is an iron law engraved on the foundation of the entire Material Plane.
Even High Deity is difficult to violate.
No matter how powerful the original power is, after arriving at Material Plane, it can only exert the power of Demigod level at best.
Ancient One is certainly no exception.
They were unable to show their true strength in Material Plane.
In the distant and chaotic ancient times, it is said that there was no such restriction.
As for the origin of this iron law, where does it come from, and who set it up...
There is no record of this in the inheritance of Garos.
He only knew that in the Ascension to Godhood state, he was already infinitely close to the limit of Material Plane. Although Ascension to Godhood had huge hidden risks, it undoubtedly gave him great confidence.
Moon Dragon stared at him silently.
For some reason that he couldn't fully explain, he felt inexplicably close to Red Iron Dragon in front of him.
As a result, he changed his usual withdrawn nature and said many things to this Red Iron Dragon that he would never say to any living being.
However, Moon Dragon is also deeply aware of another point.
I may never truly understand the thoughts of this Red Iron Dragon. They live in completely different worlds and are shaped by completely different values.
"I don't want to be involved in such a fight."
Lionel looked at Red Iron Dragon and said, "I'm just a spectator."
"For many years, I have been just an audience. Wars, disasters, and catastrophes are all plots on the stage, and they are not things that the audience should participate in."
He retreated a little again, and his figure began to become blurry, and the edges seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.
"Garos, you walked out of the stage and came to me."
"This surprised and surprised me."
"If you want to know more about the stars and I'm still around, you can come to me and I'll tell you what I know and relay to you the pictures the stars show me, but other than that, I can't offer you anything else."
Garos nodded.
Even though Dragon Succubus has this characteristic, and it does work on Moon Dragon, he is not going to try to persuade Moon Dragon and pull him into his camp.
"That's enough."
Red Iron Dragon said, "The sharp claws and teeth that tear the enemy apart belong to me. I live among iron and blood, and I have long been accustomed to it."
After saying that, he spread his wings and with a slight wave, the space in front of him was torn open.
Red Iron Dragon jumped into it without looking back.
Moon Dragon Lionel hovered in place for a while.
His figure also began to blur, and then gradually blurred, until it completely merged into the darkness and disappeared.
The universe is vast and everything returns to silence.
Among the stars, White Dwarf is still spinning silently, continuing its everlasting rhythm.
On its flat and dense surface, there are still traces of Red Iron Dragon's exercise here, but other than that, everything else seems to have not happened.
Western Atlan.
In the shallow waters, the waves rolled and foam splashed.
Blue Dragon Heloise spread her wings, her scales glowed with layers of light in the afternoon sunlight, lightning-like lines traveled along the edges of her wing membranes, and her body glided smoothly in the airflow.
Behind her were four Dragons of Aura.
One of them is a male Blue Dragon who is slightly smaller than her in size. His scales are darker, like the sea surface before a storm.
That's Rilton Helmode.
The blood descendant of Lord of Thunder, a Legendary Realm dragon.
The dragons cruise along the shallow sea area, and below are dotted islands and coral reefs.
On several newly opened waterways, the sails of merchant ships can occasionally be seen, and the white canvases swell in the sea breeze, like moving clouds.
In shallow waters like this, Raging Tide Dragon Realm was previously the most respected.
But now, it has been taken over by Aura.
"Heloise."
Blue Dragon Rilton suddenly spoke, his voice a little blurry in the sea breeze, "I want to ask a question."
"Say."
Heloise turned his head and looked at Blue Dragon.
"You are the first generation descendant of Aura Emperor."
Reardon flapped his wings, moved closer, and asked, "With your identity, why are you willing to listen to Alvia's orders?"
In Sacred Aura, Emperor's Children has a distinguished position.
In addition to their bloodline, they themselves can often reach Legendary Realm in their prime, growing much faster than other dragons.
For example Heloise.
She is the descendant of Red Emperor and Blue Dragon lord Zolaya. Her talent is not outstanding among Emperor's Children, and she is not in the first echelon. But even so, normal dragons can only look up to her and cannot catch up with her growth rate.
In Aura, Emperor's Children is still synonymous with power and glory.
Because of the opportunity to be recognized by the emperor, every young dragon is proud to be Emperor's Children.
But this kind of dragon has no intention of resisting when receiving orders.
Heloise shook his head slightly.
"You've got the premise wrong, Rilton."
Her voice was unhurried and she said, "I am not following Alvia's orders. Although Alvia is Crown Rank, he is not qualified to order me."
Blue Dragon raised the dragon's head slightly.
"I obey my father's orders."
Heloise continued, "It was Lord of Sacred Aura who gave Alvia the authority to control the western and shallow sea areas. Here, every command she gives is to execute my father's will."
"To obey her orders is to obey my father."
She paused, and her own light fell on Reardon's eyes.
"You ask this question, which means you are still thinking in Helmode's way, but you remember that Sacred Aura is not comparable to Helmode."
Reardon was thoughtful.
He does not reject Sacred Aura.
This kingdom of dragons has reached a height that Helmode Dragonss could not reach before, and Red Emperor is indeed so radiant that the dragons can't help but follow under its wings.
Heloise withdrew his gaze and looked again at the vast sea ahead.
"Before the founding of Aura, my mother came from other dragon groups and did not have the surname Ignas. But now, she has long been a member of Aura, and no dragon will question her loyalty and status."
As he said that, Heloise glanced at Blue Dragon.
"You Helmode Dragons, now that you have arrived at Aura, you need to adapt to Dragons of Aura's way of thinking."
"Dedicate your loyalty to the emperor, use your time to become stronger, use your stronger strength where the empire needs it, and don't get hung up on meaningless things."
Reardon was silent for a moment and whispered, "I understand."
The conversation is over for now.
Heloise fine-tuned its wings and used the airflow to lift itself up a few meters, returning to the cruising altitude.
The dragons continued to advance westward along the newly opened route.
Soon after, they came to a body of water.
There are several deserted islands scattered here, and the islands are covered with shrubs blown askew by the sea wind. Several groups of seabirds circle among the islands and reefs for food, making sharp and short calls.
The sea surface was sparkling and nothing unusual could be seen.
Looks very peaceful.
But Heloise suddenly stopped.
Her wing membranes suddenly unfolded, and her entire body suddenly froze in the air.
The other giant dragons reacted very quickly and dispersed almost at the same moment, forming a diamond formation. Their eyes quickly scanned the surrounding sea and sky, but did not find anything unusual.
"Be on guard."
Heloise said.
Her eyes glowed like stars, as if the stars in the night sky had been crushed and sprinkled into her pupils.
True Eye.
The ability to see through illusions, disguises, and traps—these eyes, inherited from the emperor, are the biggest difference between Heloise and other Emperor's Children.
She lowered her eyes to look at the calm water and saw clearly what was under the water.
"Stop hiding and come out."
"Under the brilliance of Sacred Aura, you have nowhere to hide."
The water was quiet for a moment.
A group of barracudas were swimming among the rocks, and several of them suddenly began to swell.
Their scales are twisted, their body size skyrockets in the blink of an eye, their fins lengthen into wing membranes, and their heads turn into dragon heads----
Huge splashes of water exploded on the sea, and waves surged and crashed in all directions.
Several figures burst out of the sky, water droplets rolling down from their scales.
Without exception, they are all Metal Dragon.
The leading dragon is golden in color, with a strong and well-proportioned body. It is a Gold Dragon. The dragons behind him are slightly smaller in size, but equally impressive. Their silver scales and copper-colored bodies are very eye-catching between the sea and the sky.
They flew to a height comparable to Dragons of Aura and hovered in mid-air.
The two sides faced off, and the sea breeze brought up by the waving of the dragons' wings was fierce, causing bursts of white waves to appear on the sea surface.
"This belongs to the Raging Tide Dragon Realm."
Gold Dragon stared at the giant dragons opposite and said in a deep voice, "Aura Empire's dirty Evil Dragon, you are not qualified to touch this water area, leave here immediately, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
The Metal Dragons behind him roared and stared at Dragons of Aura with burning eyes.
Heloise did not respond immediately.
Her eyes swept across the Metal Dragons, then past them, scanning the surrounding sky and Oceans.
After confirming that there were no other hidden Metal Dragon, she looked at Gold Dragon again.
"Ocean is a no-man's land."
She said forcefully, "A place like this should be occupied by the strong, and we, Sacred Aura, are the strong ones."
Opposite them, Metal Dragons had anger in their eyes.
Since the establishment of the Raging Tide Dragon Realm, whether it is shallow sea or deep water, Boiling Sea has been deeply bound to the Raging Tide Dragon Realm.
Now, Aura Empire is gradually eroding their territory and has occupied the shallow sea.
Their next step is to occupy the entire Raging Tide Dragon Realm?
Raging Tide Dragons cannot accept this.
"Damn Evil Dragon, you don't deserve the name Sacred Aura! Your empire is built on lies and violence!"
"Get out Boiling Sea!"
Heloise's eyes did not change, and he said pitifully, "A bunch of self-righteous fools, you don't seem to know whose era this is."
Talking too much is useless.
Metal Dragons flapped their wings and rushed towards Dragons of Aura first.
Heloise is happy instead of angry.
She raised her head and let out a long dragon roar, "Aura dragons, follow me closely, fight for your emperor, fight for your empire!"
The battle is about to break out.
Claws collided with claws, dragon scales rubbed against dragon scales... The sea area was suddenly swept by the aftermath of the dragons' battle, with waves and winds surging.