King Ghidorah looked at Valerilus City in front of him, and the three heads nodded slightly at the same time.
The white city walls were re-erected, the red roofs were re-paved, and the stone slabs on the streets were leveled again.
The squares that were overturned by black tentacles during the disaster, the buildings that were smashed by rubble falling from the sky, and the towers that were shattered by the aftermath of the battle have all been restored to their pre-disaster appearance.
"You can really fix it." There was a hint of surprise in King Ghidorah's telepathy.
Dragon Ancestor nodded a few heads, and the seven heads lowered slightly at the same time, and then raised at the same time.
His body is still smoking - the scales scorched by King Ghidorah's lightning have not fully recovered, and dark golden blood is still slowly seeping out from the cracks.
"It's just a small matter." Dragon Ancestor's voice came from seven heads at the same time.
A few minutes ago, Rodan came here with Dragon Ancestor. King Ghidorah was standing on the ruins thinking about dragon life.
Rodan landed from the sky, clasped his claws on Dragon Ancestor's body and placed him in front of King Ghidorah. Dragon Ancestor was lying on the ground, his body still smoking.
Dragon Ancestor looked at the broken city and said that he could repair it.
King Ghidorah thinks it's okay anyway, so let him try.
Dragon Ancestor climbed up from the ground, seven heads raised at the same time, and eyes of different colors lit up at the same time.
Light seeped out from the gaps in his scales.
Those rays of light floated out from his body and covered the entire ruins.
The light is getting more and more dense, rising from the ground to the sky, spreading from the sky to every corner.
Then the city began to float - not slowly, but as if someone had pulled the entire city up from the ground, and all the fragments left the ground at the same moment and were suspended in mid-air.
They rotate slowly in the light, like countless pieces of iron filings attracted by magnets, looking for where they should be.
Then they begin to reorganize.
The fragments of the city wall were assembled back to the city wall, the fragments of the building were assembled back to the building, and the fragments of the stone slab were assembled back to the street. The light lasted for a while, then dimmed, and then went out.
The city recovered.
"Okay, okay." King Ghidorah's telepathy. Although he doesn't need it, it's still quite interesting to watch.
"What kind of magic is this?" King Ghidorah asked.
"Levitation magic." Dragon Ancestor replied.
King Ghidorah's six golden vertical pupils narrowed at the same time. "Although I don't know much about magic, you are not fooling me."
Dragon Ancestor quickly explained, "It's true - it's just that my magic power is extremely strong and I can directly control a large number of building debris, making them float up and reorganize."
"Oh, there are quite a few uses for that magic." King Ghidorah moved his eyes away from Dragon Ancestor and landed on the brand new city sparkling in the sun.
"Little Va--Where are you?" King Ghidorah's telepathy.
Valerirus was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.
"Should still be on the way."
King Ghidorah glanced at the thing next to him - a small piece of green, slimy stuff that was slowly squirming in the cracks of the gravel.
He stretched out a paw and stepped on it.
The ground suddenly shook, gravel bounced up from the ground, and dust puffed out from the cracks. People nearby were startled.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Valerirus's voice.
King Ghidorah pulled his feet back, revealing a small pool of green, bubbling, sticky stuff in the pit.
Its body struggled in the claw marks of King Ghidorah, trying to squeeze out from the crushed gaps, but every attempt ended in failure.
"What the hell? Slime? Are there slimes in your world?" King Ghidorah asked.
Dragon Ancestor poked his head around and stared at the green thing.
He was silent for a moment. "That is a strange smell. Your Majesty, this should come from outside the territory."
"Oh." King Ghidorah looked away from the green thing.
"Then you take care of it."
"Yes." Dragon Ancestor lowered his head, and the seven heads opened their mouths at the same time, picking up the green stuff from the ground from different angles, then raising their heads and swallowing it.
His throat rolled.
"Little Rodan, let's go. I will take you to the mainland." King Ghidorah's telepathy came down from high in the sky.
"Ouch--" Rodan's voice exploded in King Ghidorah's consciousness, loud and exciting.
His wings flapped violently, and he shot up from the ground, chasing the golden figure and flying into the distance.
Valerirus watched the two figures getting further and further away, turning into two blurry dots in the sky, and then disappearing at the end of the skyline.
He was silent for a moment.
The king has left, the contestants haven't arrived yet, and the work hasn't been finished yet. He doesn't know which one he should deal with first.
"Little Sang--" Valerirus turned to look at Sangis. Her expression was still the same, calm and focused.
"I will promote you when you go back - no, I will promote you now. You are now Vagrian Emperor's personal consul, responsible for the management of the competition."
King Ghidorah is flying in the sky with Rodan.
His speed is not fast, and the frequency of his wings flapping is very low, as if he is walking.
Rodan followed him, his red-gold eyes excitedly scanning the land below that he had never seen before.
"Little Rodan - you slept for several years on Earth, didn't you feel anything strange?" King Ghidorah's telepathy came from the front.
Rodan thought about it. He was injured after the Boston battle, so he flew to Pacific Ocean and found an active volcano, got into it, sank to the bottom, curled up, closed his eyes, and slept for who knows how long.
The lava from the volcano flowed around him, like a warm quilt.
He could feel the energy rising up from the depths of the earth's mantle, seeping into his scales bit by bit, repairing the wounds torn in the battle.
Rodan shook his head, no.
"Tsk. What's going on?"
King Ghidorah I can't understand.
According to Rodan, he suddenly disappeared during the Boston war.
At that time, he was confronting Godzilla, and Gravity Beams was confronting Atomic Breath. The two energies collided in the sky for an unknown period of time, dyeing the entire Boston sky into a mixture of gold and blue.
Then he disappeared. He disappeared from the sky like someone pressed the "remove" button.
Godzilla's Atomic Breath passed through the position where he disappeared and penetrated several buildings behind. Godzilla was stunned, Mothra, and Rodan were also stunned.
Humans did it?
Probably not.
Although the human beings on the earth in Monsterverse's Monarch have a technological level that far exceeds that of the real world - they can manufacture Mechagodzilla and control with signals. Titan, can make Oxygen Destroyer--but their technology is not enough to transfer a Titan weighing hundreds of thousands of tons from a World Teleportation to another world.
King Ghidorah Can't think of an answer.
As for Rodan.
He might be in a similar situation to me, and suddenly disappeared.
Suddenly disappear from this world and suddenly appear in another world.
Godzilla was still waiting to continue fighting with him. If you see him disappear now, will you chase him and start another fight?
King Ghidorah is looking forward to it.
Speaking of which, before he traveled through time, did Legendary Universe have a new movie out?
He wasn't sure because he was busy working overtime during the time before traveling and didn't even have time to check his cell phone.
Forget it, it doesn't matter much anyway, life is not the same in any world.
"Oh - there seems to be an acquaintance over there." King Ghidorah's six golden vertical pupils lit up at the same time.
"Little Rodan, go take a look." King Ghidorah turned around with Rodan and flew in that direction.
Silver Radiance Dragon God took Nuoyaji and they flew for a long time.
Starting from the capital of Vagrian, we crossed the mountains and plains, and passed the villages and towns that were destroyed in the disaster.
Nuoyaji sat on the back of Silver Radiance Dragon God, holding on to a raised scale under his body, squinting at the mountains in front of him that were getting closer and closer.
The mountains are very high, and the tops are covered with snow, glowing with dazzling white light in the afternoon sun. At the foot of the mountains is a dense virgin forest, with a continuous tree crown that looks like a dark green velvet with undulating surfaces from a high altitude.
"This is where your body is?" Nuoyaji asked.
"If they don't dare to deceive me." The light ball's voice was calm. "However, I haven't felt the breath of the original body yet."
After he was separated from his body, he has been floating in Old World, sleeping in the darkness, struggling on the edge of Evil God's consciousness.
He doesn't know where the original body is or whether it is still there.
"Silver Radiance--Sorry to trouble you." Light Ball said.
"Yes." Silver Radiance Dragon God swooped down from the sky so fast that Nuoyaji's body leaned forward suddenly under the action of inertia, and he grasped the scales under him.
Silver Radiance Dragon God suddenly opened his wings as he approached the mountain, and his body stopped suddenly in the air, hovering in mid-air. His eyes fell on the smooth stone wall.
Dragon God's intuition told him that there was something here.
Nuoyaji jumped off Silver Radiance Dragon God's back and stood on a soft ground covered with pine needles and moss.
Chaluoke jumped down, and Fuyila was carried down by Chaluoke. When he landed, his feet stepped on a pine branch, making a crisp sound.
They quickly stood far away from the area that was about to be bombarded by Silver Radiance Dragon God.
Silver Radiance Dragon God's wings spread out on both sides of the body, and silver-white light lit up from his scales, from dim to bright, from bright to dazzling.
The crown suspended in front of His forehead was rotating at high speed, leaving a circle of pale golden light in the air with each rotation.
His mouth opened, and a silver-white ball of light that was rotating at high speed lit up deep in his throat - and then he closed his mouth. He stretched out a front paw, clasped it on the stone wall, and pulled hard.
The stone wall cracked, like breaking open a piece of bread that had been baked for a long time and had a crispy surface. The gravel rolled down from the crack, revealing a bottomless cave behind it.
Silver Radiance Dragon God's body squeezed into the cave, its wings folded, and its body shrank, like a snake burrowing into a crack in the stone.
His front paws were digging on the rock wall, peeling away the loose rocks and pushing the gravel blocking the passage behind him. He was digging down, towards the depths of the mountain.
Nuoyaji stood outside the cave entrance, looking at the pile of rubble rolling out of the cave, and listening to the dull, continuous rumbling sounds coming from the depths of the cave.
The words of Light God were still spinning in his mind - "If they dare not deceive me." Nuoyaji has seen the people of Silence Society, their methods, and the way they do things at all costs to obtain information.
Will they deceive Light God? No.
No need. What they want is cooperation, not deception.
"You seem to know them." The light ball's voice came from the side.
Nuoyaji turned his head and looked at the golden ball of light floating on Silver Radiance Dragon God's back.
His light was weaker than before, but it was still very bright in the afternoon sun.
"Well... I guess." Nuoyaji thought about his words. He knew Silence Society in his previous life, and he also knows Silence Society in this life.
He remembered what happened in his previous life... that woman's words.
"They once told me that the real threat to this world comes from under the deep sea.
Do you know what this sentence means?" Nuoyaji asked.
The ball of light was silent for a moment. In his memory, many ancient beings slept under the deep sea.
Those existed before the age of the gods, were older than the gods, and even the gods did not dare to provoke them easily.
Some have been sealed, while others are lingering on the edge of World Abyss.
Their deeds have not been written into any mythology book, they just exist there, sleeping in the darkness of the deep sea. Maybe Silence Society is talking about those existences.
"Deep sea - does it refer to some ocean demons?" Guangqiu's voice was filled with uncertainty.
Nuoyaji shook his head.
He didn't know either, he just felt very uneasy.
Evil God was solved, Old World collapsed, and the black matter pouring out from the ground disappeared. But the disaster on the continent did not stop.
Those rubbles falling from the sky, those ancient beings awakening in various places, those giant beasts that traveled from other worlds.
When one thing ends, another thing begins, like an endless river, with one wave rising after another.
The earth shook under the bombardment of Silver Radiance Dragon God.
The gravel rolled down the hillside and smashed into the valley, raising clouds of dust. Silver Radiance Dragon God's silver-white light came from the depths of the cave entrance, getting brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, the light ball rose upwards.
"What's wrong?" Nuoyaji raised his head.
In the sky, two huge figures were approaching.
Their speed was so fast that Nuoyaji's eyes could only capture two blurry, enlarging traces of light.
They swooped down from high altitude, and the sonic boom cloud behind them was so fast that it dragged two long, white, and spreading traces in the sky.
The accompanying strong wind picked up dead leaves and gravel on the ground and smashed it into Nuoyaji's face.
King Ghidorah slows down at the end to prevent a few noobs from being killed.
Slowly descending from high altitude.
His three heads were lowered at the same time, and his six golden vertical pupils scanned the guys on the ground - a young man wearing a gray-blue apprentice robe, a middle-aged man wearing a dark gray coat, a little girl with white hair and red eyes, and the golden ball.
"Hello, everyone."
"What a coincidence."
"King Ghidorah's telepathy sounded.