The Tarnished spoke calmly, but the information in his words carried tremendous weight.
God-King Unity! This was already different from the traditional pairing of one god and one lord in the Lands Between. He himself was the source of power and authority, a walking natural disaster and law of the world. Such strength had plainly surpassed conventional understanding and touched the very pinnacle of divinity.
Lansseax held her breath as she listened. Emotions flickered through her golden eyes: shock and pride that her lover had once reached such heights, but also a trace of barely perceptible worry-the road to such power must have been paved with thorns and madness.
Ashmi rapidly took notes. "Complete unification of divinity and royal authority... adding a new example of the highest threat level to the database."
The Tarnished waved a hand. "But as the 'Lord of Frenzied Flame,' I didn't actually want to burn everything down. So I found a way to obtain the Unalloyed Gold Needle, which could suppress the Frenzied Flame, and went to Farum Azula. Back then, I knew nothing about this part of the Ancient Dragons' history. I only knew that time and space stood still there. If using the Gold Needle caused any consequences, the risks would be relatively manageable."
"It was in the deepest reaches of Farum Azula's spacetime rift that I met the Dragonlord, Placidusax." A glimmer of recollection crossed the Tarnished's eyes. "I thought the guardian would attack me. After all, I'd arrived uninvited, carrying enough power to destroy the world. But to my surprise, the Dragonlord was... very calm. He was even somewhat... curious about my condition. He said that a being who could bear the Frenzied Flame without going completely mad, and even try to control it and find a way out, must possess