Nuoyaji raised his head, his neck was already sore.
He had never raised his head for such a long time to look at something - the ridiculously large golden dragon, which cast a shadow when it landed from high in the sky, covering the entire open space.
His body froze the moment King Ghidorah landed, and a sense of pressure spread from the bottom of his spine to the top of his head, which still remains on the surface of his skin to this day.
"Hello... Your Majesty Caesar."
Nuoyaji's voice was very steady. He gave himself a thumbs up in his mind. Facing a being of this level, he didn't have weak legs or stutter. It was already an extraordinary performance.
"Oh - you actually know... Then let's talk about it, I am no longer the emperor, I am the Supreme Emperor." King Ghidorah's telepathy.
Nuoyaji is silent, the Supreme Emperor? The emperor can only be called the Supreme Emperor after he abdicates, but Vagrian who is the emperor now?
Is that the red dragon?
He decided not to think about it anymore. Anyway, His Majesty Caesar is whatever he says. Is there any difference?
It seems that there is a real situation - the emperor has to govern the country, but the emperor does not.
Nuoyaji silently labeled King Ghidorah as a "leader who doesn't have to work".
"Then, Your Excellency Caesar, you--"
King Ghidorah stopped listening to what he said next.
King Ghidorah's eyes moved away from him and fell on the little girl behind him who was tugging on his clothes.
It has white hair, red eyes, two small horns on its head, and a few faint red scales on its cheeks.
Oh, that little thing is actually following you, you really are the protagonist.
King Ghidorah muttered in her heart, Yifula followed Nuoyaji, tugging at the corner of his clothes, with red eyes exposed from behind Nuoyaji's shoulders, looking at the huge three-headed dragon that made her little heart skip a beat.
I've never seen that guy next to me, is he Nuoyaji's good friend?
King Ghidorah's eyes moved away from Yifula and fell on the man wearing a dark gray coat next to Nuoyaji.
Chaluoke stood half a step behind Nuoyaji, with his hands in his pockets and a calm expression, but his eyes kept scanning King Ghidorah.
His fingers were slightly bent in his pocket, and he was evaluating how many seconds he could last if he fought with this dragon. The conclusion was that it might be less than a second.
The light ball next to it is suspended in the air, and its golden light is not very conspicuous in the afternoon sun.
It should be regarded as the "grandpa" of the protagonist. The configuration is not bad.
King Ghidorah gave Nuoyaji's team a score in his mind, and then withdrew his thoughts.
"Ahem. What are you doing here?" King Ghidorah's telepathy.
Nuoyaji came back to his senses. "Light God is looking for His true body."
His voice was not loud, but in this empty wilderness with only the sound of wind and falling gravel, every word carried far away.
"Oh, that's it." King Ghidorah's head in the middle tilted slightly.
"Then--I'm going to have a great 'party' at Vagrian, do you want to come?"
King Ghidorah's telepathy had a tone of "I have already decided for you."
"You'll come, right."
Nuoyaji opened his mouth.
He wanted to say "We still have something to do..."
But when he looked at the golden, three-headed, ridiculously large dragon, and those calm golden eyes looking down at him, he swallowed back all his words.
"Okay, sir." The light ball's voice sounded.
So, they arrived near Valerilus City.
Nuoyaji sat on the back of Silver Radiance Dragon God, and there was another person next to him.
No, it's not a "person", it's a god. His long hair shines golden in the sun like an autumn wheat field.
Her hair is very long, hanging down to her waist, and the tips of her hair are slightly curled. Her skin is so white that it looks like a piece of jade without temperature under the sunlight.
Her eyes were pale gold, with vertical pupils, very shallow, so shallow that when Nuoyaji looked at her, he felt like he was looking at two clear springs. He could see the bottom at a glance, but he couldn't see what was underneath.
She was wearing a white-gold robe. The robe was of good quality and fluttered gently in the breeze. The neckline and cuffs of the robe were trimmed with dark silver, and those silver threads sparkled in the sunlight.
There is a dark gold belt tied around her waist, and the belt buckle is a symbol Nuoyaji does not recognize.
This is the body of Light God.
At that time, King Ghidorah directly pulled Silver Radiance Dragon God out from the side of the mountain - the silver-white dragon looked like a small snake caught by an eagle in front of King Ghidorah.
Then King Ghidorah bombarded the mountain with his golden lightning, and the mountain cracked.
It instantly fell apart from top to bottom.
At the bottom of the mountain, a golden sphere that had been sealed for countless years slowly rose up from the crack.
The ball of light rushed over at that moment.
Nuoyaji didn't know what the fusion process was like. The light was so dazzling that he closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the woman was standing in front of him.
Light God After merging with the main body, I probably know what's going on.
After He was separated from the body, the body has been sleeping in a seal, like a lamp shut in a cabinet.
He expressed his gratitude to King Ghidorah.
"Thank you, great being." Her voice was very soft.
Then King Ghidorah said that his help was not in vain.
He took Light God to the vicinity of Valerilus City and called for the black-gray dragon whose body was covered with purple crystal stones.
Then Valeria made a contract and asked Light God to work for King Ghidorah for a hundred years.
Nuoyaji When I learned the above specific things, my mood was indescribable.
What the hell is this?
Rescue someone from the seal and then let them work for him for a hundred years - this is an operation he has never seen before.
He has heard of "a life-saving grace is repaid by a spring", but he has never heard of "I save you, and you work for me for a hundred years."
What's more, Silver Radiance Dragon God could have done it by digging slowly.
Nuoyaji moved his eyes away from Light God and landed on the seven-headed dragon lying on the ground next to him, still smoking.
Although it is far less huge than Caesar, it is still the second largest, with multiple heads of different colors.
The neck of each head was covered with fine scales that glowed with metallic luster in the sun. Each scale was thicker than any dragon scales he had seen before.
The magic power on his body was so strong that after just being there for a while, Nuoyaji felt like his level was rising.
It was not an illusion, his magic was active uncontrollably, as if he had been awakened by something.
Silver Radiance Dragon God is even more exaggerated, as if he has met his ancestors.
The dragon's face has maintained the same expression since Nuoyaji got off Silver Radiance Dragon God's back - the mouth is slightly open, the eyes are widened, the pupils are contracted, and the crown suspended in front of his forehead has stopped rotating.
After a while, Silver Radiance Dragon God trotted over - all four legs moving at the same time, like a dog seeing its owner coming home - and ran in front of Dragon Ancestor, lowered his head, took off the crown on his forehead, and held it in his paws.
"Ancestor... you are also here." Silver Radiance Dragon God's voice was very small.
Oh, he is really his ancestor.
Nuoyaji Look up at the sky.
He felt that the world was becoming more and more magical, and he remembered that he had not eaten crazy magic mushrooms either...
Magic Mushroom: A hallucinogenic mushroom that grows in the humid areas of the eastern forest of Karelia. After eating it, you will have strong hallucinations, see things that don't exist, and hear sounds that don't exist.
Imperial law strictly prohibits cultivation, sale, and consumption, and violators will be severely punished.
Nuoyaji was pretty sure that he didn't eat it, but he felt that what he saw was even more outrageous than eating the Crazy Magic Mushroom.
Valerilus City.
No, it's not "Valerilus City", it's "Restored Valerilus City". Nuoyaji stood at the city gate, looking up at the white city wall shining in the sun.
Look at the soldiers and officials wearing Vagrian uniforms coming in and out of the city gate.
Nuoyaji remembers that Valerilus City has been destroyed in previous disasters. The city walls collapsed, the buildings fell down, and the streets were overturned.
When he escaped from the capital, he saw with his own eyes that the city collapsed like a piece of crumpled paper in the black tentacles.
But now it stood in front of him intact, every brick was where it should be, and every tile reflected the afternoon sun.
It was repaired very quickly. It must have been some super high-standard large-scale magic. Nuoyaji thought.
Next to them, Red Dragon Emperor--Valerirus, are standing at the gate of the city.
His body is in human form, wearing a dark red robe, and his golden vertical pupils shine slightly in the sun.
"The King convened a Continent's Strongest Competition."
Valerirus's voice was very calm. "You can also sign up."
Nuoyaji looked at himself--Second Tier magic apprentice,
Sign up? Go give someone away?
It's better not to make a fool of yourself.
He shook his head. "I'll forget it."
Fuyila stood behind him, still eating bread without raising his head.
Chaluoke put his hands in his pockets, glanced at Nuoyaji, and then at Valerirus.
"I sign up." Chaluoke's voice was not loud.
Nuoyaji was stunned for a moment.
He turned his head and looked at Chaluoke. Chaluoke's expression was very calm, as if he was saying "What are you going to eat for lunch today?" Nuoyaji opened his mouth to ask something, but no question came out.
He remembered that Chaluoke is not someone who likes to be in the limelight.
When he was Southern Continent, he rejected all invitations from challengers and Tower Mage Corps. He did not accept solicitations from any country, did not establish any organization, and did not appear in any public event.
Maybe it's because of that incident
He just wants to stay somewhere quietly, drink, be in a daze, and occasionally help passers-by.
But Nuoyaji didn't ask, Chaluoke should have his own plan.
"Well, go ahead." Nuoyaji said.
King Ghidorah stood in the open space outside the city lord's palace, with three heads looking down at the group of people in front of them from three different angles.
Nuoyaji, Yifula, Chaluoke, Light God, Silver Radiance Dragon God, and the one still smoking with seven heads, Old Dragon, which Silver Radiance Dragon God calls "ancestor".
"So, you guys, now - work with me first, do you understand?"
King Ghidorah's telepathy.