The two Fairy Dragon looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Vera's wings were frozen in mid-air, and his mouth was open. The loud declaration of revenge just now hung on the tip of his tongue, and he didn't have time to swallow it back.
Naitar hovered in front of her with a smile.
He smiled harmlessly, with innocence and innocence written all over his face.
Garos lowered his gaze and glanced between the two Fairy Dragon, taking in the entire scene.
One was obviously cowarded, while the other was seriously pretending to be stupid.
Red Iron Dragon did not stay at this impasse for too long.
He set his sights on Vera again.
"Fae are preparing for a banquet, but you know, they are too unorganized. If no one takes the lead, by the time the moon reaches the zenith, the wine glasses may not even be set."
"Someone needs to take charge of the situation and implement this matter."
Vera It's like waking up from a dream.
She rushed to speak, "Verdant Gardens No one knows how to organize a banquet better than me. Those little goblins rely on me to coordinate the overall situation of every festival. Without Lord Vera sitting in charge, they can't do anything."
"Leave this matter to me."
She said while stepping back.
Garos nodded slightly. "Go ahead, you don't need to wait for me when the banquet starts, I won't miss it."
Vera is waiting for this sentence.
"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."
"I'm leaving first."
Before the last four words had even landed, she had already turned into a stream of light, whizzing across the meadow, speeding towards the direction where the Faes were most densely packed.
Vera did say some cruel words just now and has no respect for Naitar.
But after all, that's bad talking behind your back.
Now in front of the true master, in front of Fairy Dragon God, the God of Mischief, Fae, one of the most famous gods, Vera suddenly felt that revenge was not a matter of urgency.
Thinking long-term is the embodiment of wisdom.
Going head-on is not what a smart Fairy Dragon should do.
Naitar stretched his neck, looked at the figure flying away, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hey, why are you running so fast?"
"We haven't talked about how to play a prank on Naitar, where to start to trick him most easily, and what method of revenge is the best way to relieve his anger. I have several alternatives to share."
The figure paused for a moment, then flew faster.
Naitar shook his head and looked away, with a look of sincere regret on his face.
"Forget it, forget it, we have business to do now, let's talk about the pranks next time, anyway, Fey Wilds is so big, sooner or later we will meet him."
He muttered.
With that said, Fairy Dragon turned his head and looked at Garos, showing a bright smile.
"Hey, I knew that Red Emperor would definitely not break the appointment, coming so soon."
Garos lowered his head slightly, his eyes falling on Fairy Dragon.
It has been more than ten years since I last met and made an agreement with Naitar.
I made myself wait for more than ten years before coming to the appointment.
If you are an ordinary creature, you will feel that this is a very long time.
However, the passage of time does not mean much to gods.
To the gods, these ten years are just the time it takes to blink an eye, or maybe not even enough to blink once. Their scale of measuring time is completely different from that of mortals, and the difference between a decade and a day is not obvious.
Garos looked at the god who was not much bigger than his dragon scales. "I am also very curious about Joyful Court. Since I have promised you, naturally I won't delay too long."
"Curious?"
Naitar's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay, okay, curiosity is the most precious thing in the world, more precious than gold and sweeter than honey."
He suddenly stopped talking and moved closer mysteriously.
"Titania is not waiting for you empty-handed. She has prepared a meeting gift for you to ensure that your trip is worthwhile."
Naitar seems to enjoy the feeling of revealing secrets.
He added another sentence and said, "I can't say what it is specifically, because if I did, there would be no surprises, but I can tell you that it is what you really need."
High Deity's meeting gift?
Garos's tail swayed slightly. He is not the kind of dragon who expects gifts. For him, it is more practical to get what he wants than to wait for gifts.
But then again.
That's High Deity's gift.
Naitar suddenly raised his wings, completely stretching the thin wing membranes in the sunlight. He turned the angle so that Garos could clearly see the signature engraved on it.
In other words, it is a signature processed by Naitar.
On the edge of the original signature font, a layer of bright strokes was drawn. The color of each character is different, and the colors are still shining. When viewed from different angles, it will show different light effects.
It looks really cool and highly recognizable.
But besides being cool, there are also some...
Kill Matt.
Garos's mind jumped out to the word that best describes his feelings.
Fairy Dragon obviously has no idea what he is thinking.
"Thanks for your signature."
Naitar said proudly, "I have gained a large group of loyal fans these days, and the number is several times more than I expected."
"The story of Red Emperor has spread widely. Almost every time I go to a gathering place, as soon as I spread my wings, the signatures of Red Emperor Pale Star and Lord of Aura will appear. Oh, the group of Faes will immediately surround me."
Among the gods of Joyful Court, Naitar likes to wander the most.
He loves to play and play pranks in different places.
The emotions towards such a Deity, Fae are quite complex, with love and hate at the same time.
If Naitar reported his real name, almost all Fae who knew him would immediately run away, fearing that they would become the next target of a prank.
He has been included in the key prevention lists of several Fae groups because of this kind of thing.
So, he disguised his identity.
As an ordinary Fairy Dragon, steal the spotlight from Vera and tell the story of his adventures with Red Emperor, in order to gain the love of Fae.
This does not serve his beliefs.
However, Naitar doesn't care about these, he just enjoys the feeling of being surrounded.
Garos listened and said, "That's good."
"I also enjoy the admiration and love from Faes. Their intentions are pure and unmixed with interests and fears. This kind of emotion is not easy to encounter in Material Planes."
Naitar nodded vigorously, and the dragon's head shook up and down rapidly.
"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right, but I almost forgot about the real thing."
He suddenly thought of something and changed the topic, "Titania is still waiting for us. We can't keep her waiting for too long."
He turned around and flicked his tail in the air.
Ripples immediately appeared in the air, and the colorful vortex appeared again.
"I'll take you to Joyful Court first."
Naitar turned around and winked at Garos.
"Just get in with me. Oh, by the way, don't worry, this thing is much stronger than it looks." He patted the edge of the whirlpool and said, "I opened the door myself, it's absolutely safe."
Fairy Dragon shrunk and got into the whirlpool.
Red Iron Dragon stared at the whirlpool in front of him and fell into brief contemplation.
It's too small.
The diameter of the vortex is probably only enough to fit a few of his dragon scales into it.
In comparison, Red Iron Dragon's body is too large, and it doesn't look like a compatible entrance.
Naitar Didn't you expect the body shape problem?
With Fairy Dragon's always out-of-the-box thinking, it's very possible.
However, Deity's methods cannot be measured by common sense.
Especially Ethereal Plane and Naitar appear to be small and harmless, but in fact they possess a very vast and unfathomable power.
Garos didn't hesitate for too long.
He stretched out his front paws and touched the whirlpool.
For a moment, his body seemed to have suddenly lost its original shape.
Scales, bones, muscles, all hard and dense structures become soft in an instant.
The space spun and stretched around him, and his field of vision was filled with surging colorful lights, enveloping him like warm water.
Garos did not resist this force.
As a result, the huge Red Iron Dragon's body was stretched and rotated, and was eventually sucked in by this small vortex from beginning to end, and dissipated in the Verdant Gardens afternoon wind.
The process of traveling through the vortex is not like a teleportation.
At least, it's not like the kind of teleportation Garos is used to.
Ordinary space travel involves folding two coordinates together, tearing apart a layer of film, and stepping over to arrive.
But that's not how Naitar's vortex works.
It was more like a river, flowing in all directions at the same time. His consciousness was no longer bound within his body, and continued to extend along this river, touching many vague and magical things.
He saw some pictures, or rather, fragments of pictures.
A tree grew upside down, with its roots reaching into the sky and its branches and leaves plunging into the earth; a flower bloomed in front of his eyes, and the moment the petals opened, a whole starry sky was revealed inside.
Time has also become unreliable.
He could feel himself galloping forward and floating backward at the same time, at extremely fast speeds, yet as if he was completely still.
Every moment that passes feels like a long time has passed, and it feels like it has just begun.
These contradictory feelings pile up layer upon layer.
But it's not uncomfortable.
On the contrary, Garos's consciousness slowly stretched in this bizarre torrent, like muscles that had just awakened from a deep sleep, becoming lazy and relaxed.
This feeling made him intoxicated.
He even had the absurd idea of drifting like this forever.
"Here we are, we're at Joyful Court."
"Hey, how did you feel just now? Isn't it amazing?"
"I tell you, this is because Joyful Court is not in any separate plane."
"It constantly rises and falls between the big planes Fey Wilds, Beastlands, and Wilds of Abandon. If you don't master the corresponding methods, even gods can't find the way to Royal Court."
Naitar's triumphant voice sounded in his ears.
Hearing these words, Red Iron Dragon opened his eyes in a trance, and then found himself standing in a strange world.
To be precise, he wasn't sure whether to use "station" or some other word.
His dragon claws stepped on the ground, but the ground was more than one level.
His paws stepped on the softness of moss, the hardness of stone slabs, and the coolness of the stream. These feelings existed at the same time and were not mutually exclusive.
It feels a little confusing.
However, all of this is smooth, harmonious, and non-contradictory.
He raised his head, and the sight reflected in his vertical pupils made his thinking stop.
woodland.
Palace.
stream.
Corridor.
Sea of flowers.
Dome.
These scenes existed in the space in front of him at the same time, appearing at the same location at the same time, overlapping and entwined, but each layer was extremely clear and did not block or exclude each other.
Garos felt dizzy.
In his understanding, an object can only occupy one position, a straight road can only lead in one direction, and one space can only accommodate one set of scenery.
But at this moment, this perception was completely shattered by the scene in front of him.
The conflict between perception and reality brings a sense of dizziness.
Fortunately, he has always been very adaptable.
This dizziness did not last long. Red Iron Dragon shook his head a few times, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his consciousness returned from a trance to clarity.
"How's it going? Isn't it beautiful?"
Naitar showed off. "When you first come to Joyful Court's life, nine out of ten will freeze on the spot, and one will fall directly to the ground. You are already stronger than most."
After saying that, he suddenly became serious and his expression became serious.
"But, follow me next time."
"The road here is not easy to identify. If you lose track of it, you will get lost in it. Although I will definitely be able to find you in the end, it will take a little time."
The little time God talks about cannot be taken seriously.
Garos knows this very well.
"Okay, I'll follow you closely."
He replied simply.
Naitar nodded with satisfaction, turned around, raised his tail, and began to move forward in the bizarre fantasy world.
However, the route he chose was extremely weird.
Sometimes it goes straight forward, then suddenly turns 90 degrees to the left, or makes a half circle around the center of an invisible circle. Sometimes it flies backwards for a few steps, then suddenly pulls up and then dives diagonally downward...
Garos followed him, moving forward in the same weird way as him.
The surrounding scenery is constantly changing, with a new combination every second.
He passed through a Palace gate. Behind the gate was a golden wheat field, and the wheat ears gently brushed against the scales on his abdomen.
He stepped onto a spiral staircase, but the spiral staircase turned into a waterfall. The water rushed in the opposite direction, soaking upwards.
I don't know how long it took.
Maybe a long time, maybe a few breaths.
When Red Iron Dragon took another step, the touch under his feet suddenly stabilized and turned into a fine and uniform stone surface, no longer changing.
The layers of scenes have faded away without knowing when.
Looking around, the woodlands, streams, sea of flowers... these scenes have not disappeared. They are arranged in an orderly ring from a long distance, surrounding a courtyard in the center.
Garos is standing at the entrance of this courtyard.
Ahead is an archway.
Naitar stopped in front of the arch and turned around.
"Go ahead."
He nuzzled at Garos: "Titania is waiting for you inside. I won't accompany you in. This kind of scene doesn't suit my style."
Garos clicked his chin and said nothing more.
He stepped through the arch and into the courtyard.
The courtyard was smaller than he thought.
All around are mini landscapes, Fae style flower gardens, small stone benches, and a palm-sized fountain.
The figure of the giant dragon looks very abrupt among them.
Each of his paws is as big as half a flower garden, and every step he takes seems to trample and destroy this delicate courtyard.
But it's not just that.
When he stood in the courtyard, he had the feeling of being in a magnificent palace.
Looking up, the height of the columns seems to exist on two scales at the same time.
One is mini, just suitable for Fae, which is the size of a human palm; the other is grand, enough to accommodate the huge body of a giant dragon. At this scale, the same pillars become majestic and majestic, towering into the clouds.
These two scales are established at the same time on the same building, which is exactly the same as the Royal Court scenery we saw before.
Somewhat incredible.
But it's not surprising when I think of a High Deity and Garos living here.
Garos Ignore the contradictory and strange feelings for the time being and move forward step by step.
Finally, he saw it.
A figure is at the end of the courtyard.
The light shines brightly.
His field of vision was completely filled with a white glow, with no outline or any concrete shape visible.
Magnificent, sublime, unparalleled.
However, just for a moment, as if it was an illusion, all the brightness disappeared.
All the light disappeared, revealing the white stone floor, light gold lines, and pillars with vines climbing on them.
And, a petite and mini figure.
Her body shape and appearance are similar to Flower Fairy.
She is about 20 centimeters tall, has a slender waist, and wings as thin as cicada wings. Her long, light silver hair hangs down behind her shoulders. There are a few tiny white star-shaped flowers dotted in her hair. She wears a long skirt that looks like petals, and the hem of the skirt dances lightly, as if it is being lifted by the invisible breeze.
The most impressive thing are her eyes.
Like the petals of the first violet in early spring, the petals are tinged with the lavender color of morning dew, clear and warm, but if you look at it for a longer time, you feel that it contains the changes of the four seasons and the movement of stars, with an ultimate depth and tranquility.
This is Titania.
Overlord, Fae of Joyful Court, the king of the gods, the most important pillar of the chaotic good camp in all planes.
She was petite and mini, and looked completely harmless, as if any gust of wind could blow her away.
But Garos doesn't think so.
When looking at the Fae Lord God, he felt that he was the one as small as dust.
The petite body opposite contains the vastness of the starry sky, as if it is the incarnation of all things in the world, some kind of grand existence that cannot be described in words condensed into this small form.
He lowered his head subconsciously, completely unable to look straight.
The goblin god looked at the dragon with a smile on his face.
"Welcome, Garos."
she said.
In an instant, those sacred, majestic, and magnificent feelings all disappeared.
The sense of vastness collapsed and became introverted, and she became the ordinary visible Flower Fairy, and the sense of oppression melted away.
Garos raised his head and relaxed.
He looked at the goblin in front of him and saluted. "Honorable Titania, Lord of Joyful Court, I feel honored to have the opportunity to see your true face."
Titania tilted his head slightly, with a smile in his light purple eyes.
"This is not my true appearance."
She said frankly, "You can't talk to the real me yet, but there are thousands of faces of higher gods, and what you see now is one of them, the most suitable form based on your knowledge."
"My current appearance and personality depend on you."
A face shaped based on my knowledge?
In other words, that radiant and magnificent figure is her true form, but my perception is still too narrow and I can't see her true appearance at all.
Garos silently digested this information in his heart.
High Deity like Titania has an extremely strong Divinity, and its true nature stands on a higher dimension.
Normal life could not understand her words and thoughts at all, so she specially made a "human" face to communicate with Garos.
"In this case, is the Naitar in my eyes just a special appearance?"
Garos is thoughtful.
However, he did not delve into this issue.
There is no point in thinking about these things if they are not at the same level.
Just like the ant cannot understand the behavioral logic of the dragon, it is impossible for him to truly understand the essence of High Deity now.
Garos Concentrate and look at the fairy in front of you again.
Titania said, "You are not my believer, let alone my vassal. Don't use honorific titles for me. It sounds too formal and too boring."
As she said that, she winked at Garos.
This action has a cunning and naughty feeling, making Titania look like just an ordinary Flower Fairy, without any sense of oppression from a high-level god.
Garos felt a lot more relaxed again.
Although he knew that the fairy in front of him was not Titania in the true sense, he could at least communicate normally with her like this.
"Since you, since you said so, then I won't be cautious anymore."
He adjusted his words and said, "To be honest, before walking into this courtyard, I imagined many scenarios of meeting Fairy Queen."
"Majestic, mysterious, I'm mentally prepared for each one."
"As a result, none of them matched."
Titania said, "This is usually the case."
"Imagination is a precious thing, but it often doesn't work well when faced with the unknown."
She clapped her hands lightly.
The petals fell from the vines on the corridor pillars and gathered under her body to form a small flower chair. She sat on it with a casual posture.
"I know you dragons don't like twists and turns."
"So I just said it straight away."
Titania sat on the flower chair, leaned forward slightly, and said, "With Otherworldly Soul, the dragon, I am very optimistic about your future."
"I think you can take on a big responsibility and become the mainstay of Joyful Court."
Garos was slightly startled.
The next moment, his pupils shrank into thin slits, and the muscles all over his body tensed up instinctively.
Otherworldly Soul.
This is his most core secret, which he has never revealed to any living being. Not even his closest blood relatives know about it.
Now, it was pointed out by Fairy Queen gently and deftly.
Titania looked at his tense posture without showing any unexpected expression.
She waved her little hand gently. "Don't be nervous."
"In the eyes of any High Deity, this is no secret."
"Looking at the worlds from our perspective, the background of the soul is clearly discernible."
"For example, Tiamat used to be a high-level god. Now that she has fallen, she may not be able to directly see your situation, but her experience is still there. Based on her level of attention to you, she can most likely deduce clues."
Garos was silent.
His eyes fell on the small figure of Titania. His thoughts surged quickly and then settled slowly. After a few breaths, he completely digested the information.
Finally, Garos asked, "Tiamat is targeting me like this because she found out that I have Otherworldly Soul?"
Titania shook his head slightly.
"Not so."
"Otherworldly Soul is most likely to appear in human bodies, followed by your dragons, then Elf, Goblin, and even mushrooms, Slime, undead... This is nothing new in the eyes of the gods."
"Every once in a while, one or two aliens will appear in a certain world."
"Some gods will pay special attention to the appearance of such individuals as a little fun in a long time."
"The important thing is that each of these aliens has a good talent. After all, the fusion of souls will always spark some sparks and bring something that does not belong to this world, but most of them will eventually disappear from the crowd and return to mediocrity."
"Only truly outstanding individuals will be noticed."
Garos shows his thoughtful expression.
He roughly understood the meaning of Titania.
It doesn't actually matter whether he is a heterogeneous person or not. What matters is whether he is excellent or not, and whether he is worthy of attention. It is just because he happens to be a heterogeneous person and he is a little sensitive in this regard.
There was silence for a while.
Garos gradually felt relieved.
So that's it.
He always thought that his secret was unique, but he didn't know that in the eyes of gods, Otherworldly Soul was not unusual at all.
Garos was a little curious and asked, "Are there many like me?"
"Then it depends on what is the standard."
Titania tilted his head slightly. "In the vision of the gods, yes, there are quite a few. There have been many alien species in the various realms over a long period of time."
"But there are very few people who can grow to your level."
Red Iron Dragon pondered, "Then I seem to be relatively lucky."
"It's not just luck."
Titania shook his head slightly.
"Wisdom, determination, will, and strength are all indispensable, and luck is just the most insignificant part of it."
She looked at Red Iron Dragon and praised to herself, "This is also the reason why I favor you. I see really important qualities in you, and Otherworldly Soul is just the most insignificant one among them."
Joyful Court still seems to have the power to amplify emotions, and it is even more obvious than Fey Wilds.
Red Iron Dragon couldn't help but raise his head. "That's ridiculous."
"I am still just a Legendary Realm, I have not even reached Immortal Realm, but to get on the real stage of Multiverse, Immortal Realm is the most basic standard, and I still lack the most critical step."
He said these words humbly, but his voice sounded happy.
Titania didn't care about his duplicity and said, "You are not far from the Immortal Realm now. I can feel that your savings are deep enough and solid enough."
She changed the subject.
"However, this era is not friendly to Dragon Race."
"The difficulty for Dragon Race to break through the Immortal Realm is higher than ever before, and if there is no change, it will only get harder and harder. It is almost impossible to cross this threshold just by relying on sleep.
Garos has long known that today's times are not conducive to Dragon Race.
However, when he heard High Deity confirm this so clearly with his own ears, he still wrinkled his forehead scales slightly and fell silent.
After a few seconds, Red Iron Dragon breathed out a hot breath.
He said eloquently, "So I am ready to take longer to make a breakthrough. If it doesn't work in ten years, it will take a hundred years; if it doesn't work for a hundred years, it will take a thousand years. I have never lacked patience, nor the determination to try again and again."
Titania tilted his head and glanced at Red Iron Dragon.
She raised her right hand and stirred up layers of halo between her fingers.
A fruit solidified from the halo.
Its appearance is simple, round as a bead, and its skin is a warm golden color between amber and beeswax. It is not large in size and is almost negligible compared to the size of Garos.
However, Garos's eyes were firmly locked by it.
He didn't know exactly what this fruit was.
But his body can feel it.
His scales, bones, blood, and every muscle... all gave the strongest response at the same moment.
"What is this?"
He couldn't help but ask, his mouth secreting saliva uncontrollably.
Titania said, "Fey Fruit, planted in my garden, blooming, bearing fruit, and maturing, each stage takes a long time, far beyond the imagination of ordinary life."
She lifted Fey Fruit and flew towards Garos, arriving at a height that was eye level with the dragon.
"Eat it, and you will be able to naturally break through to the Immortal Realm the next time you fall asleep, just like when spring comes, the flowers bloom, and everything will happen naturally."
Titania said.
I could smell the fragrance of Fey Fruit at a close distance, and Red Iron Dragon's breathing became heavier.
Titania obviously noticed the change in his breathing.
She said slowly, "And this is just the beginning."
"In my place, in Joyful Court, there are many treasures that you can't imagine. Each of them can save you countless years of detours."
Titania is smiling.
She has a mini body and a face as delicate as a girl, but her expression at this time is like a strange aunt who tempts children with candy.
Titania shook Fey Fruit again.
Then, under Red Iron Dragon's gaze, she stretched out her other hand and hooked her small fingers at the dragon.
"Immortal Realm is just Qidian of Multiverse."
She said, "Huihong above this, ancient, and even Eternal Realm... As long as you have the will and the ambition, Joyful Court can stand behind you and pave the way for you."