The sun is rising.
The light crossed the ridgeline of Atlant, like overturned molten gold, spreading on the high platform of Dragon Court. The wind also carried the smell of scorched earth and gunpowder smoke.
In various war zones.
The tall Ogres carried the broken Golem and piled them at the designated place; Centaur Cavalry held longbows and swords and patrolled the battlefield, searching for possible hidden weapons. The remaining Demon is hidden in the corner; the mages and warlocks walk along the land polluted by the breath of Abyss, guiding the purified Magic Array to spread in circles.
Team after team is working on the aftermath at the same time.
Everything is in order, and the debris of the war is being cleaned up bit by bit.
Garos stands on Dragon Court, looking at the skyline.
The sunlight fell on the scales on his back and flowed down along the raised lines, making him look even more majestic and majestic.
Whoosh!
A slender figure came through the air and landed on Dragon Court, causing a slight air wave.
Elf The great knight's armor sparkled in the sun, and he walked steadily. He stood beside Red Iron Dragon. He followed the dragon's line of sight and looked at the sunrise, then leaned forward and performed a solemn knightly salute.
"The great Red Emperor Pale Star, Lord of Aura."
"Please allow me to offer you my most sincere congratulations in the name of the Nausir Empire and Orotara Continent."
"The shadow of Abyss has dissipated, and your glory shines on the entire Atlant Continent. Every living creature that is still breathing on this earth is bathed in your light. This is your great victory."
Elf started praising me in a cadence.
Red Iron Dragon lowered his head, his eyes fell on the Elf knight, and said calmly, "It doesn't have to be so formal, this victory also includes your sword and blood."
Talamond raised his head, his posture changed from solemn to natural.
"Your Majesty, the original intention of my trip is to fight side by side with the various clans of creatures of Atlant, to see with my own eyes the evil of Abyss, to feel the flesh and blood of Demon with my own blade, and to witness their end with my own eyes."
He looked at the giant dragon and said, "In the final battle, I did not kill any Archdemon, which is a bit regretful."
"However, being able to admire your majesty and glory has completely exceeded my expectations. It is a worthwhile trip."
Red Iron Dragon grinned, showing sharp teeth.
"You should be honest. Many Elf always have to lay out their words before speaking."
He said approvingly.
On the opposite side, Talamond's expression became solemn again and he straightened his back.
He looked up at Red Iron Dragon's huge and majestic body and said, "Your Majesty, please allow me to turn the topic in another direction."
Garos nodded. "Tell me."
Talamond said calmly, "After this battle, Sacred Aura will have no further troubles with Atlant."
"Abyssal Rift has all been wiped out. The remaining stragglers are insignificant. It is only a matter of time before they are wiped out by the coalition forces of various countries. Holden, who once controlled the sky, has now become the vassal of Sacred Aura."
He paused and said word by word, "You have completely controlled the sky and the earth of Atlant. Atlant has no existence that can threaten the foundation of your empire. There is no force on this continent that can compete with Sacred Aura."
"So, please allow me to congratulate you in advance."
"Congratulations to Your Majesty for your unification of Atlant."
After hearing these words, Red Iron Dragon lowered his eyes and stared at Elf.
After a few seconds, the lines at the corners of his mouth relaxed, with a playful smile, "Talamond, you are right."
"Demon is defeated. Sacred Aura is already Atlant's only Overlord. No force can question my rule."
He lowered his body slightly, pressing his huge head closer to the Elf knight, and his hot breath came to him.
The dragon's conversation changed slightly.
"However, any empire has the desire to develop and expand, and Sacred Aura is no exception."
"The dragons have never been a race that is content with the status quo. We expand, conquer, and long to regain the glory of the golden age, and I have never concealed my ambition."
"My goal has always been more than one Atlant."
"Controlling the sky and the earth of Atlant is destined to be just a process of Qidian, a springboard to a wider world."
He looked at the Elf knight and his tone became meaningful.
"Talamond, you are from Nausir. You should understand that two powerful empires will always collide with each other in the process of expansion. Maybe one day, my dragon wings will appear under the sky of Nausir, just as I stand on the scorched earth of Atlant."
"By then, we may be at war with each other, and the sword in your hand may be pointed at my people."
Talamond's expression has not changed.
At least, no changes can be seen on the surface.
He smiled slightly.
"Your Majesty, I know you don't like to beat around the bush."
"Then please allow me to respond to you with the same candor."
He said, "If one day, if the dragon wings of Sacred Aura really appear under the sky of Nausir, then there is only one possibility."
"--Nausir did something unruly and destroyed the friendship between us that once fought side by side."
His voice was sonorous.
"But I believe, I firmly believe that Elfs will not do this."
"As immortal species like Dragonkin, we have seen the rise and fall of empires, and we have also seen races that destroyed themselves due to greed. We will also make mistakes, but we will never repeat the same mistakes. The fate of those who were destroyed is a clear lesson for us."
"Momentary gains and losses are never the yardstick by which Elf people measure things."
"The long-term perspective is more valuable than the immediate interests."
"So, on behalf of Nausir, I assure you that Nausir will not be your enemy. We will stand on the same front as Sacred Aura and will be Sacred Aura's staunch allies. This is a promise I make with the honor of a knight."
These words were categorical and resounding.
But you can't completely represent Nausir----
Red Iron Dragon looked at him and said, "I hope so, I never mind having more allies."
He did not go any further on this topic. The sharp light in his vertical pupils gradually subsided and became peaceful and profound again.
"How is the situation on your home, Orotara Continent, now? To what extent has it been cleaned up on Fury Curse?
he asked.
Talamond felt relaxed after hearing this question.
"It is my honor to have your Majesty inquire."
"Regarding this problem, I can report to you the good news, Fury Curse, has been completely cleared."
He smiled and said, "Through the empire's unremitting efforts and dedication day and night, there is no longer a trace of Rage Beast on the land of Orotara."
"Those creatures twisted by the curse are either completely cured or purified beyond repair.
"Crops are growing again in the fields, and the beasts in the forest are no longer hiding."
"When I left Orotara, I happened to catch up with Nausir's harvest festival. The entire empire was celebrating, with bonfires all night long and singing from dusk to dawn. After decline and pain, Orotara has gradually restored its former prosperity."
Mentioning the current situation of Nausir and Orotara, Elf's speaking style became pretentious."
But this also means that he is in a relaxed mood and is immersed in joy from the bottom of his heart.
Red Iron Dragon nodded slowly.
"Fury Curse has been uprooted, Rage Beast has become extinct, and Orotara has restored prosperity. These are good news. Your people can live with peace of mind."
"However, there is another thing I want to ask."
He stared at Talamond: "Nausir's Immortal One, what are you busy with these days?"
Elf had a trace of hesitation on his face, his brows furrowed slightly, and he weighed it in his mind.
But then, he took a gentle breath and made a decision.
"Your Majesty, this is a secret."
"As the Grand Knight of Nausir, I have the obligation to keep this secret. There are some things that even allies cannot disclose easily. However, the Empire has not explicitly prohibited this, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."
Talamond said, "The empire is building a new Elven Moon under the leadership of Immortal One."
"It is the symbol of Nausir. When it rises in the night sky, our people will be more united and more positive. All Elf will find a sense of belonging under the new moon."
Build a new Elven Moon?
Red Iron Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.
At the same time, a bright light suddenly appeared in his pupils, deep and sharp.
On the opposite side, under the gaze of Red Iron Dragon, Talamond stood up straight subconsciously, his muscles all tense.
He felt as if he had become extremely naked, and all the secrets hidden in his body and soul could no longer be hidden, allowing the dragon's eyes to inspect them one by one.
This feeling is not wonderful.
However, Talamond did not dodge or cover up, and still stood upright on the spot, letting Red Iron Dragon's eyes sweep over her.
After a few seconds, the light in Red Iron Dragon's pupils gradually converged.
"On Talamond, there is no trace of Frenzied Flame. Both the surface and deep layers are clean."
"Did they really eliminate Fury Curse by fighting fire with fire? No residue was left behind?"
In the early years, Garos discovered that Purification Potion had some problems.
But until now, Nausir has not experienced any incidents worthy of attention, and everything seems to be operating normally.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it, maybe they really found the right solution."
"However, it is also possible that the incubation period of this thing is very long - and as time goes by, even I can't see it."
This is something worth pondering.
The dragon's thoughts were surging in his mind, but there were no traces of them on the surface.
"From the time I was born, from the first time I opened my eyes and looked up at the stars, I saw two bright moons in the night sky. Their radiance intertwined and illuminated the darkness."
"But now, there is only one moon left in the night sky, which always makes me feel that something is missing,"
He looked at Talamond: "If your Elven Moon can be rebuilt and shine again in the night sky, I will not be stingy in congratulating this new moon."
Talamond bowed deeply.
"Thank you for your understanding and blessing."
"When Elven Moon rises into the night sky, it will shine on Elf of Orotara, and it will also shine on you, Atlant. The glory of Nausir will never forget any friend."
After saying that, he straightened up and straightened his back again.
"Your Majesty, this conversation with you is the most valuable harvest of my trip. I will take these words back with me and keep them deep in my memory."
"But please allow me to take my leave."
"Although my sword has drunk the blood of Demon, it has not yet won the war belonging to Nausir."
"Orc have been inactive for a long time, but these green-skinned scum will never shrink away because of failure. We must always be vigilant and guard against these restless guys. They must be planning something famous in the dark."
Orc----
Since Kantum Empire suffered a huge defeat and was killed by the Saint Realm himself, he has been in a state of isolation, disappearing and never appearing in the outside world again.
Don't know what they are doing.
But these guys will definitely not wait for death. The longer the silence, the greater the brewing.
After I go through another deep sleep and have more confidence to face Deity at Material Plane, I may be able to board Theresia directly to avoid future trouble----
Red Iron Dragon was thinking, the light in his pupils flickering slightly.
He raised his right paw and waved lightly, "Go ahead and be careful on the road."
Talamond lowered his head. "Your Majesty, I look forward to seeing you again."
The Elf knight leapt into the sky, turned into a pale golden trajectory, and quickly disappeared into the sky, flying towards the distance.
Garos withdrew his gaze and calmed down.
Bottomless Abyss, Sulfur Land.
The dark red clouds were very low, and the scorched earth was filled with lingering smoke and hot air currents.
The once dense Demon community no longer exists, and only pits of varying depths and unextinguished lava fissures remain on the scorched earth. Occasionally, a few broken figures are escaping hastily, or huddled and shivering in the shadows.
Ashen Annihilation Dragon hangs in the sky, surrounded by flames and poisonous smoke.
He held a skinny figure in his right paw.
Rift Demon.
One of the six Archdemon that invaded Material Plane, Demon, who once shuttled freely between the cracks, is now curled up in the claws of Ashen Annihilation Dragon, like a rag doll being held, and the space cracks surrounding it have been completely extinguished.
Its body was shriveled and twisted, and it struggled in vain for several times.
In the end, Demon's body trembled, and he put on the most respectful expression on his face, and his voice was sharp and flattering: "The great----the great conqueror----"
"Hellfire Lord is dead. According to the rules of Abyss, Sulfur Land now belongs to you. Your power has proven everything."
"I am willing to be loyal to you and willing to do anything for you."
"The remaining Demon will also be willing to surrender to a more powerful force, become your fangs and claws, and carry out your will."
Ashen Annihilation Dragon lowered his head and stared at Archdemon.
"Loyalty without loyalty----"
"Extremely cheap."
He sneered and showed a cruel yet pleasant smile, "I am not here to recruit you rabble. I will burn the sky and the earth here, and then rule its ashes without any spokesperson."
Crack Archdemon I want to say something more.
But the dragon's sharp claws had closed and swallowed up everything in Archdemon. Rift Demon's body was burned to ashes by the Dragon Qi that burst out from its claws, leaving no trace of remains.
Immediately afterwards, Ashen Annihilation Dragon withdrew his gaze.
He raised his three heads again and looked at the remaining traces of Demon.
After these days of non-stop killing and destruction, the Demon legion has been completely destroyed. The remaining Demon are hiding in corners one by one, not daring to expose themselves at all, and huddled in cracks and potholes without making a sound.
However, Garos is not ready to end like this.
He flew high in the sky, his wings covering the sky and the sun.
As the dragon's shadow shifted, the flames spread on the scorched earth, burning fiercely, as if to turn everything into ashes. Dragon Breath spurted out from three kisses at the same time, creating burning trails on the earth.
Frankly speaking, it's not necessary.
It is difficult to kill all Demon among Abyss, as they can always breed new individuals.
However, Ashen Annihilation Form's Garos enjoys destruction and destruction.
Even doing it through a clone can soothe his heart and make him relax to a certain extent. The destructive desire he needs to restrain in Material Plane can be released without reservation here.
the other side.
Garos opened his eyes again.
Sulfur Land and Demon are no longer relevant, and it is enough to deal with them distractedly.
At this time, the sun's rays became more intense, coating Red Iron Dragon's scales with a golden outline.
Due to the existence of regeneration properties, the battle damage on the dragon scales is no longer visible to the naked eye. The cracks have healed as before, and each scale has become as smooth as Dragonling. The surface is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting brilliant light.
"Gravity Field----Can't feel it at all in normal state."
Garos concentrated his energy completely and began to try to mobilize the power in his body and feel the invisible lines of force that he had touched under Shining Form.
However, the result is the same as before.
The lines of force that he could feel and grab in Second Shining form, he can't feel at all now, let alone try to grab.
This is not a power that he can master now.
Garos raised his paw and carefully observed the scales covering his forearm.
These smooth and shiny scales like Dragonling reminded him of the description of a certain kind of dragon in the inheritance.
[Since birth, their bodies have been covered with scales as bright and smooth as tiny diamonds, each of which can reflect light like a mirror----]
"Legendary Dragon class, Force Dragon."
"Not only are the structures of my dragon scales gradually becoming similar, but also according to legend, Force Dragon is born with the talent to manipulate Force Field and can capture the veins of Force Field."
"My training on White Dwarf has met certain conditions and is it evolving in a direction similar to Force Dragon?"
Garos is thinking in his heart.
The Legendary Dragon class here does not refer to the dragon that Life Level reaches Legendary Realm.
What it means is that this is a kind of Dragonkin that was born as "Legendary Realm". From the moment it broke out of its shell, it stood at a height that countless creatures could not reach in their entire lives.
Born as Legendary Realm----
In other words, the one-year-old Legendary Dragon may even be more powerful than the thousand-year-old Primordial White Dragon, and the starting line exceeds the finish line of many Dragonkin.
The gap here is no longer like the same species, it is completely two levels of existence.
However, the Legendary Dragon class does not necessarily exist.
They only exist in the legends recorded in the Dragon Race inheritance, and only exist in some rumor records. They are said to be the mysterious Dragonkin that are even rarer than Dragon God. No one has ever witnessed their existence with their own eyes.
There are many descriptions of this type of dragon in the inheritance.
Based on these descriptions, Garos feels that his condition seems to be getting closer to the legendary Force Dragon.
The transformation of dragon scales is one of them.
If he could control Force Field to a higher level, and be able to control Force Field instinctively, coupled with the shining dragon scales, he might really be mistaken for this Legendary Dragon type.
Red Iron Dragon raised his right paw again, turned his wrist and looked at the seemingly empty place.
Although he couldn't see it, he knew that there was a mysterious Ring of Time on his wrist, quietly embedded in the sandwich of River of Time.
In the inheritance records, in addition to Force Dragon, there is also a Legendary Dragon class named Time Dragon.
Time Dragon is born with the ability to manipulate time and shuttle between different world lines at will. Their existence itself seems to be the embodiment of the law of time, which is extremely mysterious.
"If I could also feel time and seize the flow of time----"
"Maybe we can pretend Time Dragon."
Garos put down his right paw and laughed dumbly.
This is just a momentary random thought.
Garos has always known the direction of his own path.
He will not deliberately pursue the evolution towards the so-called Legendary Dragon class. After all, it is unknown whether these Dragonkin exist, and even if they do exist, Garos will not aspire to their power.
When you were young, you might have longed to be the most powerful being in those records.
But now, he has his own path.
Afterwards, Garos gathered his thoughts and returned to his own Dragon Lair Palace.
Continuous battles and the raging at Sulfur Land have brought huge consumption. Although his body seems to be unscathed and his scales are as smooth as ever, he is still in a weak state and has not recovered much.
Mental fatigue and energy deficit need to be filled.
He chose to take a good rest for some time.
It's not laziness.
Garos can't forget the feeling of manipulating and grabbing Gravity Field before. He really wants to join White Dwarf immediately and feel the wonderful touch of Force Field's veins again. However, in his current state, the efficiency of training and sharpening will be extremely low, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
For the sake of the longer-term future, he needs to recover first.
Red Iron Dragon first had a feast, swallowed piles of metals and gems, and allowed the energy-rich substances to be decomposed and absorbed in the body. Then he settled on the hills piled with gold and silver treasures, slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became smooth and long.
Dragon Lair Outside, time flows by leisurely.
Under the organization and mobilization of Sacred Aura, the traces of damage left by the war are being quickly restored, and at the same time, this battle will also be recorded in history.
New Calendar Seventy-seven years, summer.
Demon from bottomless Abyss launched an invasion to the Atlant Continent.
Thick clouds cover the sun, and the sky and the earth are dark.
Atlan States formed a defense line headed by Sacred Aura, using steel, flesh and blood, magic and unyielding will to resist the sweep of Magic Tide.
Eventually.
Lord of Sacred Aura, Red Emperor Pale Star, Raging Waves Sea beheaded Demon Lord, and then used supreme power to wipe out all Abyssal Rift, ending the danger of Demon.