A red line sliced through the sky, shooting straight down and crashing heavily into the ground.
At that moment, Elno was sprawled atop a hoard of treasure.
These treasures had been offered up by humans during several wars. The enormous Golden Dragon lay quietly upon the pile, preparing to sleep.
Just then, Elno suddenly awoke. He gave a low murmur and raised his head toward the sky.
The instant that red line entered his vision, his narrowed eyes flew open, and he suddenly let out a roar.
Terror—utter, incomparable terror—abruptly flooded his heart, and his Divinity trembled.
Whether it was the instincts of a Great Dragon or of Divinity, both warned him of terror and danger. By then, it was already too late to dodge.
Elno's Golden Eyes suddenly flickered with faint flames, and a sheet of golden radiance immediately enveloped his body.
A Great Dragon's defenses were strong enough, but once he realized he could not possibly evade this strike, and that it was exceptionally dangerous, he gritted his teeth and simply concentrated all the power in his body upon several of his most vital areas in an instant, mobilizing all remaining power for resistance.
Boom!
A bolt of Divine Thunder struck his body in an instant. Though he had long prepared his defenses, golden light burst in all directions under that blow. He still plummeted without the slightest ability to resist. After a tremendous crash, a bottomless pit appeared in the marble floor.
Yet that bolt of Divine Thunder also more or less came to a halt, and the surrounding buildings shook violently.
Within the Black Sun, patches of light flickered in and out within the Black Dragon's dragon eyes. Each patch of light showed a scene from this Mist Plane.
This situation naturally entered his sight as