"When the Dragon Race first came to this world, they caused too much trouble. Several maps suffered severe damage..."
The Fire God hugged his Fire God Fan, sighed, and began recounting what the Dragon Race had done.
He had been in the Deep Sea. The Deep Sea Dragon Race had wreaked havoc, and the gods who had worked together to keep that sea region peaceful had all been slaughtered by the Dragon Race.
He had killed quite a few of the Dragon Race back then, but soon discovered that it wasn't just his area. Dragons on many maps were causing trouble, destroying heaven and earth, slaying gods and slaughtering demons...
Of the Players who joined the fighting, some survivors kept silent, but far more perished along with those dragons in their self-destructive attacks.
Things escalated too far, and the Dragon Race was hunted by all the gods. The sleeping Dragon God was awakened and single-handedly took Heavenly Punishment upon himself, saving the few hundred dragons who remained.
But the Dragon Race had a strong sense of solidarity. With the Dragon God suffering the torment of Heavenly Punishment for them, his divine soul was going to be worn away bit by bit until nothing remained, so the Players of the Dragon Race came up with a way to save their Dragon God.
Using the power of their bloodline as a conduit, they would expend their divine souls to suffer the punishment in the Dragon God's place.
During this time, after the Dragon God escaped, he would have to be kept safe.
Then the Divine Dragons would use their divine souls to fill the gap one after another, until Heavenly Punishment ended, before letting the Dragon God return...
"Wah... wahhh..."
Little Golden Dragon had already cried himself out, but now, listening to