Material World, Red Emperor Royal City, Summit of the Dragon Court.
The wind blew from the end of Bernardo's land and arrived at this royal city. At the same time, the sun poured down from the clouds in the sky and spread on the dragon's scales, coating it with gold.
Bahamut stepped forward.
He smiled and extended his paw to Red Iron Dragon.
Red Iron Dragon's expression remained unchanged, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the giant dragon that stretched out its claws towards him.
At this time, Bahamut just came with his will, using the body of Brass Dragon King.
In terms of body shape, whether it is simply body length, or the thickness of scales and the outline of muscles.
Brass Dragon King cannot be compared with Garos.
Now, he is completely covered by Garos's body, and he even needs to raise his head to look at Red Iron Dragon's face.
But.
When he stretched out his paw towards Garos, he felt a sense of radiance and infinite majesty.
This is something that radiates from the inside out.
Garos felt it clearly.
If it were any other giant dragon, even the dragon of the Immortal Realm might have been shocked and impressed by the temperament and majesty of Bahamut.
However, his expression did not change much, and he did not waver in his thoughts.
After all----
Garos also stretched out his claws to other dragons in Bahamut's position to do similar things.
He has a natural resistance to this.
A gust of wind blew and rolled over the thorns on the side of Red Iron Dragon's neck.
He stared at Bahamut's extended paw, neither agreeing nor rejecting, and fell silent for a moment, showing a thoughtful look.
Platinum Dragon God, Lord of the North Wind, lofty Sacred Dragon----
The above are just some of the many titles of Bahamut.
This Platinum Dragon God has a special meaning to the Metal Dragon Clan, no, to the entire Dragon Race.
Famous for his integrity, majesty, and his preference and protection for Dragon Race. In the inheritance of Dragon Race, the name Bahamut is almost the same as the highest ideal that Good Dragon can achieve. It protects the weak and Punishment is evil.
Even Chromatic Dragon, most of them respect him and don't dare to be presumptuous.
Garos once thought about it.
After removing the filters of cognition and imagination, this Platinum Dragon God may be different from what I thought.
After all, he can't really be as pure and single as the traditional depiction.
He must have his own complexities.
This is normal.
Garos has been prepared for this for a long time. He has seen other gods and knows that there must be a gap between them.
But no matter what.
Bahamut are all representatives of Dragon Race order, the benchmark of the camp of kindness and justice, so there won't be much of a problem.
But now, when he faces Bahamut----
He found that he was wrong.
Big mistake.
There is a big problem with this Bahamut designation.
If it had not been clear long ago that Brass Dragon King is a loyal believer of Bahamut, he would definitely have serious doubts about the counterfeit evil god.
After thinking as fast as lightning for a few seconds.
Facing the dragon claw Bahamut extended towards him, Garos selectively ignored it.
He turned his gaze to Bahamut's eyes.
Through Brass Dragon King's pupils, look directly at the will of this Eternal Realm dragon.
"Bahamut, there seems to be some misunderstanding between us, so we might as well make it a little clearer. What exactly does this so-called path of yours mean? What do you want to do?"
Garos asked seriously.
Bahamut put down the dragon claw naturally, calmly and without any displeasure.
He borrowed the words of Brass Dragon King and said slowly, "For the ultimate peace of Multiverse, completely eliminate those powerful beings and create a New World dominated by mortal beings and full of peace and order."
Garos Although I had expected it.
But when Bahamut said these words himself, his breathing became heavy for a moment, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his pupils shrank.
Completely eliminate powerful life----
Those dragons who admire and respect Bahamut may not be able to imagine that the just and benevolent platinum dragon god in their hearts would have such terrifying thoughts.
Garos Ask yourself.
He is also a dragon who has done many extreme things.
Stepping on the incarnation of a god to commit blasphemy and destroying an entire planet of life----
He didn't even blink.
But now, Garos feels that Bahamut is too extreme.
In comparison.
Bronze Dragon King Sheffield Prejudice and discrimination based on blood, tit-for-tat against evil, are nothing.
This Platinum Dragon God.
He doesn't care about good or evil, or order or chaos, and wants to destroy all powerful people.
There is no doubt that this is a crazy road.
If you are not careful, you will die without a burial place.
The "headwinds on all sides" mentioned by Bahamut are far from describing the difficulties and obstacles.
The enemy he has to face is not a certain Pantheon or a certain camp.
What he has to face are all the strong men at the top of Multiverse. If these strong men unite, they can crush any existence that dares to challenge the foundation of their existence.
Garos himself is also ambitious.
He wants to occupy the entire Prime Material Plane and become the master of Material Plane.
This will inevitably encounter many obstacles.
However, this is nothing compared to Bahamut.
This guy wants to overturn the entire stage and smash it to pieces.
Red Iron Dragon took a few deep breaths to calm down.
He looked thoughtful and said, "I have some questions. Can you answer them?"
"If this allows you to make a decision," Bahamut nodded slightly, his eyes calm, "I would be extremely happy."
Garos looked directly at him and asked in a deep voice, "How do you define what you call strong and weak? Who defines it?"
This is the issue he is more concerned about.
Bahamut looked calm and said, "When you set foot on Ascension Stairway, the entire Multiverse will witness the birth of a new god. When you become Immortal Realm, all creatures and gods will recognize your Divine Power."
"This is the dividing line between the strong and the weak."
God, Immortal Realm----
He made it very clear, and it made sense.
In this regard, Garos agrees.
Putting aside relative strength and weakness, if there is a specific standard, then gods with infinite life and
Immortal One, best meets the definition of a strong person.
They have unlimited time to accumulate power, and their existence itself is a continuous impact on the world.
As long as this standard is not met, even Destiny Rank Legendary, no matter what great achievements and ambitions he had during his lifetime, will sooner or later turn into dust with the passage of time and be forgotten. In the long river of time, not even a ripple will be left.
For example, the scale of the battle between the Legendary Realm and Legendary Realm is limited. It can destroy the city and wipe out Mountain Range, but it is difficult to really destroy a world.
Gods are different from the Immortal Realm.
Even the most ordinary Demigod Saint Realm, or the Immortal One that has just mastered Divine Power, as long as they are not blocked by opponents of the same level and given some time, they can really destroy all life in a world.
Just the aftermath of each other's battle can devastate lives and disintegrate mountains and rivers.
And those mortal beings living in that world are powerless to do anything about it, nor can they resist or escape, they can only endure it.
"Relatively speaking, order and peace?"
Garos probably understands what Bahamut is thinking.
Part of it, he approved.
Gods and Immortal Realm are indeed the source of strife and amplifiers of disaster. They can easily cause harm, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Just like Garos himself.
Now, while he is talking to Bahamut, he is carefully restraining his power to prevent his own mass from causing space distortion. Otherwise, the entire Red Emperor Royal City under his feet will be destroyed.
But Garos cannot fully agree.
Can the problem be solved by eliminating all the strong ones?
Garos tilted his head slightly and said, "If you realize your wish, all the gods and Immortal One in this world will be wiped out, leaving only Legendary Realm and mortal things beneath them."
"Then what? What happens next?"
Without waiting for Bahamut to respond, Garos paused and continued, "Life is always pursuing the upward path."
"Among the weak, new strong ones will always be born, and this will not be affected by the will of any existence."
Life is always moving upwards and will always find its way out.
What Bahamut is doing is anti-life.
This is just a fantasy.
Under Garos's gaze, Bahamut smiled slightly, as if he had already thought about this problem.
"It's very simple."
"Just disconnect Ascension Stairway, Immortal Path."
"After this, the so-called strong people born among the weak are still weak in nature."
"Even if they can cause wars and disasters, they are not worth mentioning on a macro scale. They are just fights between mortal beings."
Bahamut has far-reaching vision.
He looks at things from a macro perspective. In his perspective, as long as there are no more gods and Immortal Life, Legendary Realm and mortal beings can cause trouble, because of the upper limit of their power, they will not be able to create any waves and cannot reach the level of destroying a certain world.
In this way, Multiverse will usher in ultimate order and peace from a macro perspective, and there will be no more disturbances.
Opposite me, Garos blinked.
He couldn't deny that what Bahamut said made sense.
If it can really be done, it will indeed be a kind of peace.
But----
As long as, as long as Ascension Stairway and Immortal Path are disconnected----
Put simply.
How to break?
To put it ten thousand steps back, even if it can be broken, how many of the existing gods and Immortal Life can sit idly by and ignore it?
Garos thought for a while and asked, "You said you can disconnect Ascension Stairway and Immortal Path, but - is this something that can be done? It's unlikely."
Bahamut has an inscrutable expression on his face.
He looked at Red Iron Dragon and said, "Nothing is absolutely impossible in this world."
"Since I said this, it means it is feasible."
This tone sounded like he had really mastered a certain method.
If that's the case----
This Platinum Dragon God won't suddenly do a wave of incredible events one day, right?
Dragon Pantheon, there are so many talented people.
Not to mention Tiamat, he is either making trouble or on the way to make trouble. I originally thought that Bahamut might be more calm and normal, but now it seems that this person is even more important and is preparing to perform a shocking event.
Garos is silent.
Then, he raised his head with sharp eyes. "Okay, what about you?"
"You who want to do all this, do you want to get rid of yourself in the end?"
"Or do you just want to create a world full of weak people and controlled by you Overlord?"
Bahamut looked at him. "Of course, I have made it very clear."
"All powerful beings, whether they are willing or not, good or evil, will become the source of strife as long as they exist, and this naturally includes me."
Bahamut comes from an ancient era when there were many strong men.
He has seen too many things where powerful beings intentionally or unintentionally create disputes and disasters.
And no matter how times change.
In different eras, different worlds, and different races, this kind of dispute originating from the strong has been repeated repeatedly.
Bahamut, born from the body of Nine-Faced Dragon God, inherited the side of justice, kindness, compassion, fraternity and kindness, and has empathy for all races.
Therefore.
When he realized the nature of the dispute, he became increasingly disgusted with this situation and became increasingly intolerable.
After listening to Bahamut's words, Garos nodded slowly.
"For the sake of the weak beings, be enemies with the strong and enemies with the whole world----"
"That sounds really exciting to me."
While other strong men are still busy oppressing and bullying the weak and maintaining their own rule, as a strong man, he is willing to stand in the camp of the weak and wield his sword at other strong men.
Just very----
In short, this itself has a kind of absurd magnificence.
The supreme existence that the weak can't touch in their entire lives is willing to declare war on all the strong in Multiverse for the sake of their peace.
This kind of aloofness in which I am alone in the world, is indeed a kind of mysterious and refreshing feeling.
Garos expressed its recognition of Bahamut.
Immediately, his dragon face became solemn and the conversation suddenly changed.
"But, I refuse!"
"Bahamut, I'm not as selfless and enlightened as you, or I don't care about my own life like you."
Garos said, "In addition, I am willing to fight for Fae and Joyful Court because they are also willing to fight for me, not because they are strong or weak."
It is normal for Dragon God like Bahamut to be willing to sacrifice their lives for an idea.
After all, they have lived for who knows how many years, have experienced all kinds of things in the world, and seen the vicissitudes of life. They may be tired of life itself and need a goal to make themselves feel that they still exist.
Garos is different.
He is still young.
Very young.
At least based on the Immortal Realm's standards, he is still just a newly born "Dragonling".
He values his life very much and has not lived enough yet.
Bahamut looked at him quietly, not disappointed, and his expression did not change significantly.
"It doesn't matter if you reject me now and don't agree with my ideas."
"Because, a hundred years from now, a thousand years from now, ten thousand years from now----"
"When you stand at a higher altitude, understand the truth of all things, and eliminate low-level tastes, you will feel tired looking at this unchanging world that is still full of countless chaos and disputes. Then, you will remember what I said today and choose to walk with me."
"I look forward to this day coming."
"It won't be very late."
Bahamut said firmly, staring at Red Iron Dragon with a pair of deep eyes, as if he had already seen the future that was destined to happen.
Garos looked at him and slowly shook his head.
"Maybe, but I won't jump to conclusions about the future. I pay more attention to the present."
"Now----"
Bahamut raised his head slightly and said, "Now you are standing in the whirlpool, and the biggest storm in your life is approaching you."
"However, I believe that a powerful being like you can survive safely on your own without any need for shelter."
After saying that, he took a deep look at Garos.
His will retreated from Brass Dragon King's body, and Brass Dragon King's expression instantly became dazed, as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Bahamut left.
Red Iron Dragon However, the scales on his forehead wrinkled slightly, and a hint of haze flashed in his vertical pupils.
"The biggest storm of my life?"
What is it?
Talos?
This supreme destroyer has mastery of Storm Divine Authority, and already has a grudge.
However, Titania is here, and I won't go to Outer Planes, and Talos shouldn't be able to harm me----
Bahamut is blabbering, are you bluffing me, or is there really an invisible danger approaching me?
Red Iron Dragon's eyes are constantly changing.
For a time, after having lived a fulfilling and peaceful life, he once again felt the lingering urgency and uneasiness.
On the one hand, it's because of Bahamut's reminder.
On the other hand, it is Bahamut itself.
After countless hardships, Garos finally condensed Godhood and became Immortal Realm.
The days are moving forward.
It happened that at this time, Bahamut came to tell him that he wanted to exterminate the gods and Immortal Realm, taking it as his grand cause, and he seemed quite sure, as if he was already doing something secretly.
How can Garos feel at ease?
"We can't just sit back and wait for death, and we can't grow step by step."
"I need to get stronger faster."
Garos raised his right paw and glanced at his wrist, his eyes looking thoughtful.