Material World, Philun Continent.
Garos came here, hovering in the sky and looking around.
What comes into view is a brilliant spring.
The boundless meadow is like green Ocean. The gentle breeze blows, setting off soft waves of flowers that flow to the horizon.
Under the sun, on the meadow.
Many Faes live in it.
The little fairies were chasing and playing among the flowers, the Pixiess were lying in twos and threes, taking a nap in the shade of the trees, sleeping with their arms spread out, and the Flower Fairys were carrying their skirts across the stream, and their toes were making circles of ripples on the water.
But besides Fae, there are other figures here.
The giant dragons were lying on the gentle slope basking in the sun, and their scales were so warm that they looked like they were shining. At the end of the gentle slope, a group of human warriors took off their armor and sat by the stream with their trouser legs rolled up to fish. Farther away, there were several horses carrying picnic baskets, walking leisurely.
If you can ignore those dragons, humans, centaurs, etc., all of them are extremely strong and burly.
Then, everything is so harmonious.
Here, there are Philun Continent and Repose World.
The scenery of Feylune; at first glance it looks similar to Fey Wilds.
But apart from the similar scenery, the air here will not be heavy due to the sadness of the creatures, or light due to joy. There are no special rules like Fey Wilds that can make emotions rise and fall and affect the surrounding environment.
And the most important thing is that this is a Material World, about three hundred years ago.
The expeditionary legion of Sacred Aura discovered and conquered this Material World.
Because this world has a long spring, a pleasant climate, and a good foundation, it was gradually transformed into Repose World.
In today's Sacred Aura.
There is a military world like Expeditionary Heart, where the entire world has been transformed into a war center, but at the same time, there is also the other extreme Repose World.
Soldiers who have been fighting on the battlefield for many years can temporarily take off their armor and weapons and come to Repose World for a vacation.
Here, they can enjoy the sun, grass and breeze like ordinary people, and recover physically and mentally.
At the same time.
Most of the Faes encountered during the Great Expedition process were also concentrated in the Philun Continent.
The name Feylune was also taken later.
Meaning, Land of Everlasting Flowers.
"As long as you have enough Material Worlds under your command and rich enough resources, you might not be able to create an environment similar to many Outer Planess in Material Planes, and then slowly turn Material Planes into a small Multiverses----"
Red Iron Dragon thought to himself.
Except for Fey Wilds, none of the other Outer Planes and Garos have ever been there in person.
And it's not that I don't want to.
It can't be.
Garos is very popular, which also means that there are many people staring at him. If he goes to Outer Planes, he will show up in seconds.
Land of Everlasting Flowers, is an attempt.
Garos looked away and calmed down.
He didn't want to attract too much attention, so he restrained his body shape and aura. Even if Legendary Realm life passed by him, he wouldn't be able to notice it.
his existence.
Then, he flew across the sky slowly.
On the other side, there is a meadow with lush flowers and plants.
A stage made of vines and flowers stands in the middle of the meadow.
The vines are twisted into columns and the flowers are spread out into carpets.
Beside the stage, in front and behind, a group of Fae of various colors have gathered.
There are three floors inside and three floors outside.
It was almost filled to the brim with water and it was so lively.
But they didn't make any noise, all eyes were focused on the center of the stage.
On the stage, the battle between Garos and Lord of Black Blood is being performed.
It's just that it's in the form of a stage play.
The content of the performance is quite exaggerated.
The person who plays Dragon of Victory and Glory is Fairy Dragon, with wings as thin as cicada wings and colorful bodies.
It is Vera.
She wears the image of Garos, and when she walks, she deliberately flicks her tail and stamps her feet with every step, shaking the ground to let others know that she is very powerful.
Lord of Black Blood is played by several goblins.
One is in the front as the wolf's head, and the remaining ones are connected in a series to serve as the body. They are covered with a large black cloth and look like a malnourished black dog. It staggers when running. If it is farther away, it looks more like a big black insect.
There was a burst of chirping.
On the stage, after a fierce battle, the big black dog finally crawled in front of Red Iron Dragon. The little fairies held their throats and begged for mercy.
"Great Dragon of Victory and Glory, please spare me! If you have a lot, just treat me like a fart!
I-I can be your dog!"
Red Iron Dragon stood up arrogantly.
It stretched out its paws to stroke its own dragon horns, then leaned forward and stepped on the big black dog's head with its paws, looking arrogant.
"Want to be my dog? Sure, can you eat shit?"
The big black dog trembled all over.
The goblins looked at each other in confusion, and then the goblin at the front raised his fangs and said, "How can I--my majestic Lord of Black Blood, God of Hunting and Beasts eat shit?"
"This is so embarrassing!"
"What?!"
Red Iron Dragon was furious, wagging his tail left and right.
It raised its paw and was about to crush it. "You don't even have the courage to eat shit, how can you be worthy of being my dog?! Hmph, you should die!"
The big black dog gritted his teeth.
Several goblins made struggling gestures at the same time and hurriedly begged for mercy again.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Isn't it just shit? Yes, I can eat it!"
"You, you want me to eat your shit?"
Red Iron Dragon moves slightly.
It showed a disgusted smile and said, "What? I asked you to eat it, but you really want to eat it? You even eat shit. It's really disgusting."
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"A dog like you is not worthy of being my dog!"
The big black dog was angry.
"You, are you kidding me?"
"Yeah, you seem to be very unconvinced, come and bite me!"
Looking at the incompetent big black dog Rage being teased, the Fae people off the stage burst into laughter. The laughter became louder and louder, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.
High in the sky.
The real Red Iron Dragon is hiding in the clouds, looking down at the stage play below.
Silence.
Fae people laughed constantly, but it was difficult for him, the person involved, to laugh the same way.
On the one hand, Vera acted too exaggeratedly.
He is so vulgar that he likes to tease his enemies and take pleasure in their embarrassment.
Is he Garos that kind of dragon?
He always fights neatly and neatly, killing when he can, rarely dragging his feet, and he never takes pleasure in torturing his enemies.
Well--
Thinking about it carefully, although he did play with Lord of Black Blood during the battle, the specific situation was completely different.
That's just going with the flow.
However, the Fae people here really like Vera's set.
Exaggerated, absurd, and dramatic performances are the favorites of Faes.
On the other hand, his battle with Lord of Black Blood has just ended, and he has not stayed with Joyful Court for a long time.
Vera has actually started performing on multiple stages here.
This is a little too fast.
The battle at that time took place in the starry sky, and there were many spectators, but without exception they were all god-level beings.
Where did Vera get the first-hand information?
At this time, Garos felt a familiar breath.
Not close.
The scent was mixed with the wind and the fragrance of flowers, making it difficult to detect, but Garos's perception was keen and he could distinguish where it belonged.
His eyes moved slightly, and then disappeared into the clouds again.
On an open grassland.
The red dragon Galkro is lying on its back, with its belly exposed, lying on all fours, sleeping soundly, snoring loudly, its chest rising and falling with its breathing, and occasionally a small stream of sparky breath will be emitted from its nose, seemingly unprepared.
But this is just an illusion.
A black shadow passed across the sky.
At the same time, the red dragon seemed to feel something.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he raised his head warily, and his eyes instantly became sharp and dangerous.
Not far away.
A Iron Dragon folded its wings and landed slowly.
This is a female Iron Dragon, smaller than the red dragon Galkro, and not as strong as him, but still strong overall.
After seeing Iron Dragon's face clearly, Red Dragon blinked, and his tense posture relaxed again.
"It's Ms. Laetitia."
Galkro said hello to Iron Dragon lazily.
"It turns out you are also on vacation at Feylune. How have you been recently?"
The red dragon asked, lying down again.
Iron Dragon, Laetitia.
The biological mother of Red Emperor is also a dragon lord of Sacred Aura and the grandmother of Galkro.
However, Galkro didn't have much contact with her. He only called her "ma'am" and his voice was loose, showing no respect for his elders.
Laetitia doesn't care about the title.
She landed on the ground, stepped into the grass with her four paws, and said in a low voice, "In the empire's classification of the major Material World, Feylune belongs to Repose World. The life here is quiet, peaceful, and uncontested - I spent a peaceful time here."
"But----"
Her dragon pupils stood up and she said, "The fire in my heart is burning more and more intensely."
"Galkro, I don't want to continue wasting time here."
Laetitia is Iron Dragon.
To a certain extent, she even loves war more than the red dragon.
Red dragons only love fighting and killing.
But Iron Dragon loves war even more, especially a war for the Dragon Empire.
However.
Because of a defeat in Great Expedition, Laetitia almost ruined all the soldiers under him and was seriously injured himself.
Later, she received orders from Regent King and Iron Dragon Sorog to take her vacation to Feylune.
Laetitia is reluctant.
But she did not disobey Regent King's order. Although Sorog is also her heir, the identity of mother and child is not important here.
Today.
Laetitia has been in the world of Feylune for about a hundred years, and his injuries have long since healed, but he has never received a transfer order.
She gradually couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to return to the Great Expedition front line.
Galkro turned over when he heard her words.
"Ms. Laetitia."
Red Dragon was lying on his side, looking at her sideways, and said in a nonchalant tone, "You are already this age, and you still want to go to the battlefield? Just stay at Feylune, plant flowers, go fishing, and have a bonfire party with Fae when you have nothing to do. Wouldn't it be nice to spend your old age in peace?"
Although he is a grandson, his words are very rude.
Laetitia knows very well that the red dragon in front of him is outstanding and second to none among all Emperor's Children, and his character is also quite arrogant.
Besides, in Sacred Aura, seniority never matters.
This Dragon Empire respects strength, whoever is stronger is the master.
So she wasn't angry either.
Iron Dragon looked calm and said, "Galkro, you are the son of Garos. You should know better than anyone else how the dragon's life should be spent and how it should end."
"What you pursue is also what I pursue."
"Enjoy your old age in peace? This is the thinking of the weak."
"I would rather burn out my life in the battlefield than live in peace."
These words hit the red dragon's sweet spot.
Galkro straightened his body slightly, his eyes brightened, and his tone was a little excited.
"You're right!"
"We, Dragons of Aura, were born in the fire, grew up in the fire, and should also end in the fire! Trample the weak and show our fangs to the strong in this world - this is how we live."
The voice paused slightly, and the red dragon looked at Iron Dragon.
"I know you don't want to stay in this world."
He grinned, showing his fangs, and said, "Tell me, what can I do for you?"
Galkro is not stupid either.
He knew that Iron Dragon would not go out of his way to confront him, or in other words, if there was nothing urgent, few dragons would be willing to approach him.
Opposite me, Laetitia looked happy.
She quickly said, "Give me a legion under your command. As long as there is a new legion, I can lead them back to the Great Expedition frontline world."
Just open your mouth and have a big appetite.
The red dragon bent down again, lay down on the ground again, rubbed his chin on the grass, and became lazy again.
"----That won't work."
"You have been here for a long time and the information is lagging behind. Perhaps it is not clear yet. Great Expedition has been suspended for decades. The empire is no longer expanding outwards. The main task of the major legions is to consolidate the existing expeditionary territory."
"Otherwise, why do you think I would appear here?"
"Great Expedition stopped?"
Laetitia looked puzzled. "Why did you stop?"
Iron Dragon is basically a solitary person in Feyrun Resting World. He usually sleeps and when he wakes up, he concentrates on reviewing his previous losses and thinking about future plans. He rarely interacts with Fae and other dragons.
She has very little information.
Red Dragon Galkro was about to speak.
Suddenly, he was startled slightly, then looked up with joy on his face.
The clouds dispersed.
A red figure fell like lightning, but there was no sound when it landed. The power aura did not leak out at all, and not even a blade of grass was bent.
Galkro and Laetitia look at each other.
They saw a majestic and strong body, red mirror-like scales, and two pairs of dragon horns like crowns.
It is Overlord of Sacred Aura.
Garos·Ignas.
"My great father!"
Red Dragon Galkro immediately sat up.
He squatted on the ground, with his tail straight and his posture well-behaved. He was no longer the same as before.
"Long time no see! Your scales are shining brighter and brighter than thousands of stars."
Red Dragon said with a shy face.
Hearing these words, Iron Dragon Laetitia couldn't help but look sideways.
What about your uninhibited attitude just now?
Aren't you going to show your fangs to the powerful people of the world?
Your father is a powerful person in this world. Bare your teeth at him! How can you become so well-behaved?
Hehe--
As expected, red dragons are all fierce in appearance and soft in appearance, unlike Iron Dragon who would rather break than bend.
She cursed in her heart.
After restraining his emotions for a while, Iron Dragon Laetitia discovered that Galkro was giving him a strange glance.
What kind of look is this?
Iron Dragon is a little confused.
However, when she came back to her senses, she realized that she was lying low on the ground. It could even be said that she was prostrating herself on the ground----
The front paws are extended forward, the dragon's head is on the ground, the dragon's wings are fully extended, and the tail is flat and straight behind it.
Just like that, crawling in front of Red Iron Dragon.
?
When?
When did I kneel down in front of Garos?
Laetitia is not like the red dragon Ignas, who has no psychological burden when calling his offspring his heir.
Prone in front of his children.
She was in a state of chaos.
Garos also didn't expect that Iron Dragon Laetitia, myself, Iron Dragon Mother, would give this gift as soon as she came up.
Probably, it was influenced by his Dragon Emperor.
Considering Laetitia's emotions, Garos looked away from her and gave her time to recover.
"Galkro, my heir."
Garos turned to Red Dragon and said, "I haven't seen you in these years, and you are very good at eloquence."
"Haha, haha----"
The red dragon scratched his head and grinned stupidly. "When I had nothing to do, I read some books like Laria, so now I am a cultural dragon, and I can not only fight and kill!"
The words just fell.
With a clear cough, the red dragon leaned back slightly, put on a show off tone, shook his head and chanted. "The frost has fallen several times, and everything has become new. When we meet again, don't look at each other with the same eyes——"
Garos interrupted him.
"Speak in dragon language!"
The red dragon grinned with a complacent look on his face. "Hey, father, I mean you should look at me with admiration."
"Scrape your eyes out?"
Garos seemed to still not understand, a look of surprise appeared on Long's face, and he looked at his eldest son.
"Your request is a bit strange, but as everyone knows, I am a loving father who cares about his children, so I can satisfy it."
He smiled ferociously and waved his paw.
Red Dragon hurriedly took two steps back and said, "My dear father."
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
"That's not what I meant, to look at you with admiration. I don't really want to scratch your eyes, and if I do, it should be yours too."
Garos:----
He was too lazy to talk to the silly boy anymore.
On the other side, Iron Dragon and Laetitia have been moving like a sculpture for a while.
Garos turned to look at Iron Dragon.
His tone was faint and he said, "Laetitia----Mother, get up."
"Between you and me, there is no need to give this big gift. I don't have any gifts specially brought to you."
A simple joke diluted the awkward atmosphere.
Iron Dragon stood up, was silent for a while, and then whispered, "I don't know what happened. At that moment, my body seemed to be out of control. Before I could react, I fell down——"
Blame me.
This wave of mine is because my power is too strong--
Garos asked, "What about now? Will it still get out of control?"
"It's okay now."
"That's good."
Garos nodded and said calmly, "As for your question just now, I heard it. Great Expedition paused because he encountered some things from the gods."
Laetitia's face froze and he asked, "God? Which god? Is it dangerous?"
It's about the gods, and Garos suspended Great Expedition.
She felt that this was a big event and she was inevitably a little nervous. "A member of Gods of Rage, Lord of Black Blood Mara."
Garos said calmly without changing his expression, "He is not dangerous because he is already dead."
Hearing this, Laetitia's pupils shrank slightly.
"The death of a god is no small matter."
"Who killed Lord of Black Blood?"
Garos didn't say anything.
The red dragon Galkro suddenly became excited, his eyes widened, and he stepped forward again.
"Father! You have accomplished the feat of killing gods?!"
"Lord of Black Blood, this guy is not the scraps we met in the expedition world before, he is a mid-level god with a long-standing reputation!"
Garos tensed up his expression, "It's not a feat."
"It's just a small thing."
He remained calm, pressed the corners of his mouth, and said.
"It's a small thing----"
Galkro looked at Red Iron Dragon for a few times, as if he had seen through something, with a wise and foolish look in his eyes, and whispered in a low voice, "I don't know you yet, if it's really a trivial matter, then what did you say specifically - you didn't want to show off -"
Before he finished speaking, Red Iron Dragon's eyes came over.
Like lightning, like a spear, under his gaze, Galkro was shocked.
Bad food.
This old guy likes to show off invisibly, but he doesn't like having his ideas exposed.
Such a big dragon still cares about these things as much as a young dragon----
The red dragon generates wisdom out of urgency.
He quickly raised his voice and changed the subject. "Father, now that Lord of Black Blood has been settled, can Great Expedition start over?"
Red Iron Dragon's dangerous eyes gradually calmed down.
"The matter is only temporarily resolved."
"However, everything should be fine in the next period of time. The horn of Great Expedition will sound again."
he said.
Iron Dragon Laetitia's eyes lit up, he took a step forward and said, "Garos, let me return to the Great Expedition front line. Only expansion and war can keep me excited, as high-spirited as a young dragon."
Laetitia is no longer the Mature Dragon it was back then.
She is now over 1,700 years old.
One thousand two hundred years old is Primordial Dragon, and Laetitia has been Primordial Dragon for five hundred years.
Today, she doesn't feel twilight yet.
But she could feel that her mental state was gradually changing, and she was gradually losing interest in some things.
This means that Dusk is approaching her.
There is no way, her talent is limited. Although Life Level has improved over the years and has become much faster for some reason, she still cannot catch up with those truly talented dragons. Now she can barely reach the edge of Crown Rank.
And for Primordial Dragon.
Once the growth of Life Level slows down or even stagnates, it means the end of the world.
Garos stared at her with a somewhat solemn tone.
"Have you thought about it?"
"For more than five hundred years ago, the empire's Great Expedition has been making great progress, but after this, it may encounter more obstacles and be full of dangers."
The Godhood of Garos is now brewing the new god Divine Authority.
Titania warned him.
During this period of time, he will lose the protection of Victory and Glory, and things will not go as smoothly as before.
Especially Great Expedition.
The previous Great Expedition was always able to make great progress, which made Garos feel a little abnormal, so he made some guesses in his mind. It was later confirmed that this was mainly due to the protection of God Divine Authority.
Material Plane is a very magical place.
Here, there are either some ordinary Immortal Life, or small gods with very limited influence.
Either, it's some God-Abomination, Ancient Wild God, or existences as defiant as Garos.
In short, it's either a fish fry game or a high-end game.
There is basically no middle-level situation.
So far, Great Expedition has encountered only fishing games, but as long as it continues to develop, it will one day encounter high-end games.
"Saving everything for the rise of the Dragon Empire is a pursuit rooted in Iron Dragon's instinct."
Laetitia said loudly, "That's also my pursuit."
If it is Metal Dragon, at the end of life, many of them are willing to sleep peacefully.
But Iron Dragon will never be like this.
For Laetitia, instead of waiting for the twilight to die peacefully in the twilight, she would rather turn into fire in the battlefield.
Garos can see the status of Iron Dragon Laetitia.
After thinking for a while, he slowly said, "In that case----"
"I respect your choice."
"You are now at the age where you should work hard. I will arrange everything you need. When you are ready, go ahead."
"Let's go to the battlefield."
He killed his father with his own hands and sent his old mother to the battlefield.
If word of this gets out, Garos will probably be labeled the terrible Evil Dragon.
Even the most vicious villains rarely have such achievements.
However, these are the prejudices of creatures who have never been a dragon.
Garos himself doesn't care.
Iron Dragon Laetitia Although he didn't give him much protection, he wasn't too harsh either.
At least, Laetitia gave him a few years of room to grow, and even gave him something as a gift when he left the government.
Garos Thinking of this old relationship.
In his opinion, sending Iron Dragon Laetitia to the battlefield so that she can get what she wants is not abuse.
This is his way of fulfilling his filial piety.
Among the dragons, Garos is a truly loving father and a filial son!
"Father! And me!"
Red dragon Galkro hurriedly came up and said, "After Great Expedition restarts, I want to join it as soon as possible! No one can get ahead of me!"
"Okay."
Garos nodded and said, "You will also go to the battlefield."
After receiving satisfactory responses, Iron Dragon Laetitia and Red Dragon Galkro had bright smiles on their faces.
Garos looked at them and also smiled slightly.
Send your son to the battlefield, send your mother to the battlefield, and reunite your family----
How harmonious.
What a scene of mutual love.
Even though he is used to seeing strong winds and waves, Garos inevitably still feels some emotion and relief.
Soon after, night fell.
The night at Feylune is as gentle as water, with luminous night flowers blooming on the meadow, and the moon climbing up into the sky, casting its bright moonlight.
Even at night.
The world is still bright, and creatures without dark vision can move freely at night.
At this time.
Galkro and Laetitia couldn't wait to leave Feylune Repose World.
The former just wants to have fun fighting.
The latter thinks a little more, but it's actually pretty much the same.
the other side.
Fairy Dragon's stage play finally came to an end after being performed several times.
A group of Fae cheered and surrounded Vera, holding leaves, flowers, or simply extending their wings or arms.
They kept talking and asked her to sign her autograph.
In this world, Vera is already a big star.
"Come one by one, don't be in a hurry!"
Being surrounded by Faes, shouting for autographs, I have experienced similar things many times, and I might gradually feel bored if I were to switch to other creatures.
But Fairy Dragon enjoys it.
This kind of satisfaction of being surrounded and sought after has always been her favorite.
Vera stood on a big rock, waving his paws. "Sir Vera, you never hesitate to sign! Get in line! Everyone has a share!"
Faes line up.
Vera signed them one by one, taking the trouble and enjoying themselves.
suddenly.
Vera noticed a familiar figure, disappearing outside the crowd.
After a slight start.
Whoosh!
Before the other Fae could react, Fairy Dragon Vera had already passed through the circle surrounded by Fae and disappeared into the vast night.
A few seconds later.
Another whoosh, and she was back again.
"You guys wait here for a while. Mr. Vera has something to do. I will continue signing autographs for you when I come back."
After saying that, she ran away again.
Only a group of people were left holding up Fae and looking at each other. They were at a loss for a while, and then they pressed Vera and waited obediently.
The wilderness at night.
The moonlight is like water, and the flowers and grass are undulating.
The stream in the distance is gurgling, the insects are chirping softly, and the night breeze is cool.
Dragonborn form Garos stands with hands behind its back.
He is tall and strong, with a calm and intimidating face, and his muscles appear more obvious under his skin, like steel poured into iron.
At this time, he was looking at the night sky, with a long shadow cast behind him, as if he was thinking about something.
"Oh, it's really you, Garos!"
Vera flew in front of him, circled around him, and then came to him.
Look up and down, left and right.
"I thought I was deceived! Why are you here Feylune?"
Fairy Dragon asked.
Garos withdrew his gaze, looked at Fairy Dragon, and said, "I came here on a whim."
Opposite me, Fairy Dragon calmed down his excitement.
She came closer, then lowered her voice and asked Garos mysteriously, "Have you won the battle with Lord of Black Blood?"
Garos looked at her with a half-smiling expression, "Oh? Why do you ask knowingly? Looking at your previous performances, you seem to know the results clearly."
"Hehe----"
Fairy Dragon smiled and realized that Garos must have secretly watched his stage play.
She scratched her cheek with her paw and said, "I just want to hear it from your own mouth and then be happy for you again."
Garos thought for a while and asked, "Where did you know about it? This incident just happened not long ago."
"Naitar! It's Naitar!"
Vera immediately sold his companion, and said neatly, "He told me about you, and then you knew
My, I really couldn't help it, so I adapted it slightly and put it on the stage right away! Art comes from reality."
Sure enough it is Naitar----
This guy is also restless.
Garos Silence.
He looked at Vera and saw some mottled and dim colors on Fairy Dragon's body.
The lifespan of Fairy Dragon is short.
Vera served as the guardian of Verdant Gardens, received the blessing of the habitat, lived a second life, and his life span has also been greatly increased since then.
But Fairy Dragon is Fairy Dragon after all.
Compared with other Dragonkin, they are naturally much weaker, and are often not regarded as real dragons. For example, Naitar, although it is Fairy Dragon God, is not Dragon Authority.
Now Vera is approaching twilight again.
However, she didn't seem to feel this herself, and her temper was still enthusiastic, "Huh?"
Vera was a little embarrassed by what he saw. He shrank his neck and said, "Why don't you say anything? Is it because I didn't adapt it well? Are you angry? Can't I just delete the part about eating shit next time?"
Or, change it to let Lord of Black Blood learn how to pee like a puppy----"
Fairy Dragon tried to bargain.
"No, it has nothing to do with that."
Garos shook his head slightly and said, "There is one thing I need your advice on."
Hearing this, Fairy Dragon became proud again.
"Oh, so I'm here to seek the wisdom of Lord Vera!"
She puffed up her chest, raised her tail to the sky, and said, "No problem! I'm free now."
"Tell me, dragon who has come from afar, what advice do you want from me?"
Since Sacred Aura became friends with Joyful Court, Verdant Gardens has been blessed by the gods and basically does not need a guardian.
It just so happened that Vera racked his brains and couldn't come up with too many new stories, so he simply left Fey Wilds and planned to go on a grand tour in major Material World, so that other intelligent beings who have not heard his story can experience his story and performance.
She has been in the Feylune world for a while now, and is currently idle.
"As Dragon of Victory and Glory in Midsummer Gods, there are many times when it is not convenient for me to show up in person."
Garos considered his words and said slowly, "For example, after I win a war, I can't personally go to major world platforms to give speeches and call for faith."
"This is too unseemly and goes against my style."
"So, when necessary, I need a messenger, a god, to publicize for me and gather faith."
He looked at Fairy Dragon and asked sincerely, "Vera, who do you think is suitable to be my slave god? It doesn't need to be powerful. The key is to understand me, and to spread my reputation and attract more faith."
Hear what Garos said.
The Fairy Dragon in front of him stood up in an instant, clenched his front paws tightly, and couldn't help but stamp his feet out of thin air with his back paws, jumping on the spot in the air, screaming with excitement.
After a while, Fairy Dragon suppressed his emotions.
"Me! I recommend myself!!"
"Who else is more suitable than me?! I can make up stories, act, sing and dance, and I'm cute! You can't find anyone else in Multiverse!"
Vera highly recommends herself.
"You?"
Garos lengthened his voice, looked at her with suspicion, and said, "Let Master Vera condescend to me and be my slave----"
"Is this appropriate?"
Fairy Dragon immediately flew up, circled behind him, and began to beat his right shoulder with his little paws.
"Oh, what, Mr. Vera, you are just joking, you are joking."
She said flatteringly, "From now on, just call me little Vera! My wife, my wife, I want to make progress."
Garos turned his head slightly and glanced over his left shoulder.
Fairy Dragon understood immediately.
Her body swayed and turned into two Fairy Dragon. One hit her left shoulder and the other hit her right shoulder. Their movements were uniform and they even winked at each other, showing a tacit understanding of cooperation.
"Not bad."
Garos smiled slightly and finally said, "You are still quite good, then I will leave this position of god to you."
"Yeah!!"
The two Fairy Dragon turned over excitedly at the same time, and then fell back to where they were.
"A god is also a god! Vera is going to become a god! From now on, I will no longer be Vera."
"I am, the great, God Vera!"
After getting excited, Fairy Dragon took a deep breath and looked at Garos.
"Garos Garos, what kind of title do you think is worthy of my noble status?"
The noble God Vera asked while giving Garos a pat on the back.
Garos thought for a while and did not answer directly.
He said, "First tell me what you think."
Vera's expression immediately became solemn, and the two figures merged into one, pausing their movements and hovering in mid-air.
Then.
Fairy Dragon cleared his voice and said in a chanting tone, "The stars, shine for the dragon in charge of victory, sing Eternal Realm's hymn, and spread the glory of the dragon to all directions."
"From now on I will be----the great, Supreme One Whose Myriad Stars Sing of Glory!"
Supreme One Whose Myriad Stars Sing of Glory?
This doesn't sound like a title that a god should have.
Garos raised his brows, stared at Fairy Dragon, and said, "Is it a bit too exaggerated? Your title seems to be a bit overwhelming."
"Do you follow God, or do I follow God?"
"Exaggerated?"
Fairy Dragon blinked his eyes with an innocent look on his face. "I don't think it's exaggerated. Where is the exaggeration? It's not exaggerated at all."
Garos said, "Think of another one."
"Okay, okay."
Vera thought hard for a few seconds, then his eyes lit up. "Then then----Overlord of Eternal Glory Through the Ages! How about this? I think it's not bad, it's domineering and loud!"
Garos:----
He shook his head and said, "The title of god often comes from the praise and recognition of the world."
"Vera, don't think about it. Let people make their own decisions and give you a title."
"That's okay too!"
Fairy Dragon thought about it for a moment, agreed with it, and nodded. "With my wisdom and excellence, people will definitely give me a very outstanding title, which is louder than the two I just thought of."
"Hehe, I'm already looking forward to it."
Garos smiled slightly.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
"Go, in my name, declare your new identity to other intelligent beings, and then take up your responsibility and gather faith for me."
Vera nodded hard.
"Go right away, I'll go right away."
As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't wait to fly out, and finally rushed to where the Faes had gathered just now, and began to promote and show off her new identity.
"Everyone! Listen up!"
"From today on, I am no longer Vera! I am the great God Vera! The god of Dragon of Victory and Glory. From now on, you will call me Lord God Vera! Do you understand?"
The other side.
Red Iron Dragon has restored its original appearance.
He poked half of his head out of the clouds high in the sky, silently watching the lively scene below, and then disappeared into the clouds.
PS: Report! There are too many bosses, Heavenly King Realm has been kicked out of the top ten.
But it doesn't matter!
The first fifteen is victory, then try your best to move forward, please vote for me! Please ask me to climb to the clouds and defeat Qidian!