Dragon Arrives in the Marvel Universe

Ryan's words made Dragon furrow his brow.

Nothing could last forever. He firmly believed that.

Even the Revolutionary Army he had founded with his own hands would, he believed, sooner or later be replaced by a rising force in some era.

But he did not care about that. As long as his efforts allowed the people to enjoy decades, even centuries, of peace, he would be satisfied.

He had never dreamed of anything lasting longer, much less of the Revolutionary Army remaining incorruptible forever.

Having seen the depths of human nature and all the myriad faces of the world, he had his own unique views on certain matters.

Ryan's claim of solving everything once and for all sounded like empty talk to him. It left him somewhat disappointed in the companion with similar revolutionary ideals from whom he had been expecting insight.

Still, disappointment only came because his expectations had been too high. After quietly adjusting his mood, he picked up his teacup, took a sip, and asked without changing expression, "What do you mean by a higher goal?"

Whether Ryan was bluffing or not, they still had to talk. At the very least, he had to find out this group's goals and background. As for the rest, it was about obtaining their magic cultivation system—though he had not held much hope for that.

A faint fragrance of tea drifted through the room. Unable to discern what Dragon was thinking, Ryan said bluntly, "I believe the Revolutionary Army's goal should not be limited to the World Government alone. Every king and noble should fall within the scope of the revolution.

"The government established in the end should also rule the entire world in substance, rather than leaving the people under the rule of nations, with the government merely ruling those