Bernardo, Daylight Dragon Realm.
A high seaside cliff rises from the ground and stands at the end of the coast.
The night was dark and shrouded, and the waves came from an invisible distance, layer upon layer, crashing on the black rocks at the bottom of the cliff, making a roar, splashing, and falling again.
It starts over and over again and never stops.
At the highest point of the sea cliff, a Brass Dragon stood quietly, looking up at the moons in the night.
Dragon King of the Daylight Dragon Realm, Brass Dragon King.
He has a huge body, broad shoulders, and a deep and long breath. Some religious prophecies are engraved on his dragon scales.
The content is written by Ancient Dragon Language.
The handwriting lines are rough and yet clearly visible.
"Don't let evil people oppress innocent people, stand by and watch the victims, be a shield for the weak, and save the oppressed souls."
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"Always be alert and fight against all evil."
"Don't do evil to overcome evil, don't do unrighteousness for the sake of good results, and don't do justice through dirty hands."
"Keep your oaths carefully. Do not tell lies in your mouth. Once you say something, you must keep it."
These prophecies are the philosophy and teachings of Platinum Dragon God Bahamut, which have illuminated countless dark ages.
But at this moment, it looked a little dim under the moonlight.
Brass Dragon King's body is full of twilight and has been dying for a long time. Even the prophecies on his body have been affected and become gloomy.
The giant dragon turned its neck slightly.
Looking through the night and space, looking towards the sky.
Beyond the sky, Satellite are slowly moving along precise orbits, intertwining into a network.
These are the creations of Sacred Aura.
They wrap up the entire Bernardo, and everything that happens on this planet is invisible under their gaze.
Brass Dragon King looked away and sighed.
"What will the future of our Dragonkin look like?"
He felt deeply disturbed by the current situation.
In the past, the Metal Dragons adhered to the principles of integrity, compassion, and protecting the weak. Although the situation of Five Great Dragon Realms and Bernardo was not wonderful, it was passable. When facing foreign enemies, they could always unite together, support each other, and help each other, and passed many difficulties.
Even if you don't believe in gods, you at least have a heartfelt respect for them.
But what now?
In the entire Bernardo, four of the original Five Great Dragon Realms have completely moved towards Sacred Aura.
Almost all of the new generation of Metal Dragons yearn for the Dragon Empire, gradually abandoning the Metal Dragon principles of the past, no longer guarding the weak, and no longer adhering to their beliefs. Instead, in the name of order, they wield their sharp claws to attack other Material Worlds, bringing war and fire to the life races of other worlds.
Only Daylight Dragon Realm.
Under the influence of the strong atmosphere of faith in the past, we still barely adhere to some of the creeds of the old era Metal Dragon.
But--
As time passes ruthlessly, more and more young Metal Dragon begin to violate the Dragon Realm ban and secretly connect to Star Network.
On it, there are messages from many worlds.
There are also the magnificent epic of Great Expedition and the brilliant achievements of Sacred Aura.
How could a young dragon not be shaken when exposed to it?
Then, he was influenced invisibly and became more rebellious. He could not tolerate the ancient prayers in his eyes and questioned the rules and dogmas left in his own inheritance.
In fact, many people escaped from the Dragon Realm, ran towards the Red Empire, and then never came back.
The number of dragon mouths in the Daylight Dragon Realm has been reduced by more than half.
The rest is still in limbo.
Brass Dragon King looked at the night sky, closed his eyes slightly, and prayed softly.
"Great Bahamut, Platinum Sacred Dragon, Lord of the North Wind----If you can hear my doubts, please use your wisdom to guide me."
"Tell me how to move forward, tell me when this long night will end."
The sea breeze howled and brushed against his scales.
A Cloud Rail train passed rapidly over Daylight Dragon Realm, making a low buzz.
But no one responded Brass Dragon King.
On the sea cliff, there are only the sounds of waves and wind, just like one day for thousands of years.
Brass Dragon King squatted on the spot, closed his eyes, and wrapped his tail around his body, curling up like Dragonling.
The aura of twilight around him became thicker and thicker.
Soon after, the sky became bright and almost white.
Brass Dragon King opened his eyes again.
He flapped his wings, and his huge body rose into the air, flying in the direction of Dragon Prayer Grounds.
Brass Dragon King is mentally exhausted.
However, no matter what, the prayers for Dragon God cannot interrupt Dragon Prayer Grounds.
An open field, located in the hinterland of the Daylight Dragon Realm, is surrounded by stone pillars. The ground is paved with white boulders. It has gone through wind and frost, but still remains clean and tidy.
In the center, stands a huge statue of Dragon God.
He stood steadily on the surface of the earth, looking down with his eyes lowered, his wings spread out like a canopy, his face compassionate and majestic, and his pupils gazing at everyone.
believers who came to pray.
This is the holy place where dragons pray to Bahamut.
But now, there is no one except Brass Dragon King.
He was the earliest one to come, much earlier than the morning prayer started.
It's normal if there are no other dragons.
However, in the past, at the same time when the sky was still dark and the morning prayers had not officially started, there would always be dragons arriving here in advance.
The young dragons will compete to occupy the front row position, with their eyes full of enthusiasm and belief.
Now, it's deserted.
The morning breeze blew through the empty square, picking up the yellow leaves and drifting past the statue of Bahamut.
Brass Dragon King walked to his place silently.
He lowered his head, knelt down slowly, and began to pray to Dragon God and recite the prayer of Bahamut.
"My Lord Bahamut, may your light be like the morning sun, illuminating the path of those who are lost."
"May your mercy be like spring rain, nourishing the hearts of the victims----"
"May your people remember your teachings."
"May your name never be forgotten----"
As time passed, when the sky was completely bright, the first giant dragon arrived.
Then, other Metal Dragon arrived one after another.
The sparse and empty grounds remain empty.
Brass Dragon King walked to the front, under the statue of Dragon God, facing a group of Metal Dragons.
He held out his chest, led morning prayers, and recited the Dragon God prayer.
"When darkness covers the earth, when fear erodes the soul."
"Don't waver, don't back down, because justice never leaves!"
"Use dragon scales as a shield to protect the innocent; use Dragon Breath as a flame to burn away evil!"
He recited one sentence, and the dragons repeated it.
The voices came together and were solemn, but they did not reach the level of loudness.
Just like that, one hour later, the morning prayer time ended.
Metal Dragons dispersed one by one.
Brass Dragon King counted silently.
Nineteen heads.
Only nineteen giant dragons came.
And among these nineteen dragons, there is only one Adolescent Dragon who is under adulthood.
The little Silver Dragon was restless from beginning to end and reluctant to recite prayers.
It looks like----
I'm afraid he was forcibly brought here by the elders.
The current new generation of dragons, under the influence of Red Emperor, no longer respect Dragon God.
They admired the emperor's power even more.
After all, Dragon God is far away and only lives in prayer, but their Dragon Emperor fights for the empire time and time again, truly protecting Dragon Race.
Nowadays, there are very few dragons who are willing to come and pray.
In Brass Dragon King's mind, a picture of Sacred Aura before he was born appeared involuntarily.
At that time, many giant dragons gathered here.
Gold Dragon, Silver Dragon, Brass Dragon, Copper Dragon, Bronze Dragon----the five Metal Dragon Clans are gathered together, and their scales and colors complement each other.
They will chant the Dragon God prayer in unison.
The sound was loud and loud, soaring into the sky, making the clouds tremble----
Brass Dragon King came to his senses.
The current reality is cruel and he cannot change it.
Time passed gradually and it was night.
There are fewer dragons coming to pray at night.
After the prayer, Brass Dragon King flew alone back to the high cliff by the sea where he had been.
He sat down and looked at the dark sea.
The sound of waves is endless.
The sea breeze blew over his scales, and scenes from the past kept reappearing in his mind.
Unable to help himself, he began to remember the past.
And as he recalled the past, the aura of twilight on his body became stronger and stronger, and even a lifeless feeling radiated from his body, covering his scales.
Brass Dragon King can feel changes in his status.
He sighed secretly, "As I'm dying—am I approaching my end?"
Thinking like this, Brass Dragon King changed his posture and sat down, and his eyes began to close slowly.
Dusk is something that every dragon who cannot break through the Immortal Realm is destined to face.
Brass Dragon King is no exception.
He has been fighting against the twilight for a long time.
But this struggle, in the past, could be said to be to protect the Dragon Realm people.
Now----
Dragon Realm doesn't need shelter at all.
His struggle with Chui Mu was meaningless except for letting him watch the Dragon Race faith decline day by day.
While faith is in the doldrums.
In today's era, Dragon Race of Bernardo has gradually risen to become the undisputed overlord of the entire planet. Enemies that once threatened Dragon Realm have either been eliminated or surrendered.
Metal Dragon people's living environment should not be improved too much, it cannot be the same.
Brass Dragon King knows that this is Sacred Aura, brought by Red Emperor.
Under the leadership of Red Emperor, Dragon Race is becoming stronger again and getting closer and closer to its past glory.
He doesn't deny this.
In the eyes of him, a loyal believer in Dragon God, Red Emperor is also an out-and-out Dragon Emperor, who single-handedly broke the shackles of the times and went against the current, which aroused his awe and respect from the bottom of his heart.
But the same.
This loyal dragon believer, a remnant of the old era, is still unwilling to accept the declining faith.
But he couldn't do anything, and he wasn't going to do anything.
Brass Dragon King's eyes have been completely closed, and his consciousness is gradually sinking. At the same time, he uses his last strength to pray one last time to Dragon God in his heart.
"Great Bahamut----please forgive me for my depression and my weakness."
"I'm so tired, so tired."
"I can no longer bear the weight and move forward."
"Great Bahamut, my Lord----please allow me to return to your arms and enjoy the last peace----let me sleep and never wake up again----"
The words just fell.
This last prayer had a different result than before.
Brass Dragon King Suddenly there was light in front of his eyes.
His eyes were obviously still closed, but light was blooming in front of him, like a sun rising behind his closed eyelids. It was dazzling and warm.
A majestic and majestic figure appeared in his field of vision at the same time, almost filling his entire field of vision.
Brass Dragon King was slightly startled.
At the same time.
A neutral, peaceful and majestic voice, like a bell, sounded deep in his heart, "My believers, my people. I heard your prayers."
Brass Dragon King Open your eyes.
The night remains unchanged, the waves remain the same, and the stars hang in the sky.
But time seems to have stopped flowing.
The waves froze in mid-air, and the wind became still.
There is an additional figure in the night sky.
Magnificent and majestic, the outline of the dragon covers the entire sky and cannot be ignored.
Brass Dragon King burst into tears and his voice trembled. "Great Bahamut----my Lord! Finally----you finally heard my call and my prayer!"
"With your kindness, with your mercy----"
"Did you see my twilight and my fatigue and come to lead me to your arms?"
The stalwart dragon shadow spoke slowly, "Pity and protecting the weak are my unchanging creed. My child - I came here because of your depression and weakness."
Brass Dragon King was slightly startled.
He doesn't quite understand what Bahamut means.
He asked, "My Lord----depression and weakness are not noble characters among us Dragon Race. You----why are you here because of them?"
Brass Dragon King asked anxiously.
Because he thought that Platinum Dragon God was unhappy with his depression, and perhaps came to blame him for not sticking to his beliefs.
The majestic dragon figure still covers the sky.
The voice dropped as if tired.
"Dragon Race, my most outstanding people, the ethnic group I care about most, is proud by nature and has noble character. However, he is also born with strong power and a long life. He is not a weakling."
"As a naturally strong person, the dragon should protect the weak, face dangers and disasters alone, and endure suffering, rather than being sheltered."
Having said this, the stalwart figure changed his subject.
"You, my devout child - although you are Dragon Race, I see your weakness hidden under the fangs and scales. A dragon like you - deserves my protection."
Brass Dragon King was startled again.
What does this mean?
It means----I behaved too depressed and weak, so I was expelled from the Dragon Status?
But precisely because I was considered weak, he took pity on me and came to me----
A little weird.
Is the one opposite——really the Platinum Dragon God that I believe in?
Brass Dragon King was silent, with a suspicion rising in his heart.
He asked tentatively, "My Lord - you mean that your protection is more for those weak races that are not Dragon Race, rather than the Dragon Race people who admire you? Normal Dragon Race people - do not deserve your mercy?"
The stalwart figure smiled lowly, "My justice, the protection of the weak, is aimed at a wide range of living beings, not Dragon Race privileges."
"Especially Metal Dragon, as my most outstanding people and born strong, you need to take on more responsibilities, use your own strength to survive the crisis, and maintain your honor."
"And the weak are the cornerstone of peace and stability. If all living beings are weak, an era of peace, order, and stability will naturally come."
"Weak people need care and protection."
After hearing these words, Brass Dragon King fell silent again.
He probably understood.
means.
He pities and protects the weak, but Dragon Race is naturally powerful and does not belong to the weak, so he is not qualified to receive His protection.
On the contrary.
The powerful Dragon Race should be able to withstand all hardships on its own.
Not only that.
Although He didn't say this, he seemed to feel that strength was the source of chaos and evil. Only when the number of weak people increased could peace and stability be achieved, so he favored the weak----
Brass Dragon King Take a deep breath.
He slowly raised his head, looked directly at the majestic figure, and shouted sternly, "Where did the evil god come from?"
"How dare you pretend to blaspheme the great Bahamut! Do you think you can deceive me with these specious words?!"
He suspected that the person on the other side was Evil Dragon God in disguise.
The real Bahamut, the great Bahamut, and the Bahamut in his impression and recognition, protect all Metal Dragon as his own children, especially preferring Metal Dragon Clan, rather than favoring weak lives.
The majestic figure remained unmoved.
"Justice, glory, mercy, protecting the weak, fighting against cruelty and evil - my believer, you are familiar with the teachings of my gods, but you have misunderstood me."
As he said that, the stalwart dragon shadow stretched out his paw and tapped it gently.
The tip of the claw traveled through space and touched Brass Dragon King's forehead.
Buzz!
Brass Dragon King's pupils suddenly contracted.
His body seemed to have turned into cracked porcelain. Countless rays of light advanced from the inside out and penetrated out of the body. The lifeless aura that had grown due to aging quickly faded away, and the aura of twilight also gradually disappeared.
At the same time.
Brass Dragon King saw a vaster and grander scene.
He saw the apostles of Bahamut, including giant dragons, but not just giant dragons. They were running around the major world planes, fighting against powerful beings and guarding weak ones.
He saw a figure of justice, fraternity, mercy and majesty.
Standing tall in the heavens, looking down at all living beings.
Wherever you look, evil will be dispersed and the weak will be at peace.
Truly and unquestionably divine.
All doubts are instantly eliminated.
Brass Dragon King was lying on the ground, his voice choked and his whole body trembling.
"Great Bahamut - please forgive me for my ignorance and offense just now. Please forgive me for my ignorance and narrow-mindedness. What should I do to obtain your forgiveness?"
He was extremely convinced now.
Opposite is the great Platinum Dragon God.
The stalwart figure said, "You only have the body of a giant dragon, but your heart and spirit are weak. I will not blame you for those misunderstandings, distortions, and those who take things for granted and need guidance."
Brass Dragon King said, "Thank you for your mercy----"
"Please take me back to your Divine Kingdom and into your arms. I have been looking forward to this moment."
The stalwart figure slowly shook his head. "There is a place for you in my Divine Kingdom, but now is not the time."
"I have a task, a mission, that I need you to complete for me."
Brass Dragon King's eyes rekindled the fire.
He looked solemn and asked, "What mission? I am willing to use everything I have and give everything just to carry out your will! Even if my body is shattered, I will not hesitate!"
The stalwart figure said, "With my will and strength, I walked in front of Dragon Emperor and Lord of Sacred Aura."
"For him----I have a piece of advice."