This armor was an absolute defensive weapon personally forged by him with Wild Magic. Normally, even breaking through its defenses was as difficult as reaching the heavens, yet now a bald man was treating it like a stainless steel bucket from a kitchen?!
The Platinum Dragon Lord instinctively wanted to flare up and demonstrate the majesty of a guardian of the world.
However, when he focused his spiritual senses on the yellow-clad bald man tapping on the armor...
"W-What kind of monster is this?!"
To the True Dragon Lord's exceptionally keen soul senses, this bald man clearly did not possess even the slightest trace of magical energy. Yet standing before him felt like facing a bottomless abyss capable of blasting an entire planet into cosmic dust with a single punch!
Every survival instinct in his body frantically sounded the highest-level red alert!
The Platinum Dragon Lord stiffly shifted the armor's gaze and swept it across the others in the side hall.
"..."
At that moment, this True Dragon Lord who had lived for hundreds of years finally came fully awake.
How the hell were these ordinary Players from another world? They were clearly a group of cosmic-scale calamities wearing human skin!
Buzz!
The four Primal Greatswords floating behind the armor instantly withdrew all their offensive sharpness and meekly lowered themselves.
"Cough, cough..."
The platinum light in the armor's eye sockets instantly became incomparably gentle.
"I see! Traveling countless miles to descend here for the sake of protecting civilians—what noble, what pure spirits of light!"
The Platinum Dragon Lord's tone was full of enthusiasm and praise.
"Sir Daigo, and all you heroes! Seeing this world protected by powerful individuals as righteous... and as unfathomably strong as you, this old man is truly relieved!"
"Since the world is so safe, this old