In addition to the setting sun that has already set in the mountains, there is another "sun" in the west that is rising slowly.
It didn't rise from the ground level, it rose from outside the city, from the direction of the mountains, from a place they couldn't see.
The light is brighter than the sunset, and the color is deeper than the sunset.
As it rose, it ignited the surrounding clouds, turning the clouds from orange-red to a burning, charcoal-like golden red.
The light is getting brighter and brighter. Some people are squinting their eyes, some are putting their hands on their foreheads to block the light, and some are lowering their heads instinctively.
Then - the source of the light emerged from the clouds.
Valerirus Spread your wings.
The dark red wing membranes burned in the light of the setting sun, like two sails soaked in magma.
His body appeared outward from the center of the light, first the head, then the neck, then the wings, and finally the tail that was longer than his body and had a slightly upward tip.
He flew very high, much higher than Aiyileiyas.
His body looked like a burning, newly ignited star in the sky.
His eyes appeared from under his eyelids, indifferent and calm, with only the calmness of Old Dragon who had lived for more than thousands of years when facing an intruder who didn't know the heights and heights of the world.
He swept across the city, past those who were still looking up at the sky, past those collapsed roofs and broken windows, and then landed on the figure that was still burning with purple flames.
It's an aura that I've never seen before. It's very strong, probably at the level of Ninth Tier.
Valerirus made a quick assessment in his mind. This was a giant beast that he had never seen before, without any records, and suddenly appeared on the border of the empire.
It is not a creature of this era. Valerirus can smell that smell, the kind that has been sleeping in the darkness for too long, the sealed magic power has eroded every inch of flesh and blood, and even the breath carries the smell of moldy old books and rotten wood.
It was awakened by something, not awakened naturally. As for why it was awakened and who awakened it, it is not yet known.
"Outsider. Say your name and purpose." Valerirus spoke.
Aiyileiyas has no answer.
Its body twisted violently in the air, its four wings flapped behind it at the same time, and it rushed towards Valerirus.
Its speed was so fast that Valerirus's pupils shrank slightly, and its claws left four purple traces of light that were quickly dissipating in the air. Its mouth opened, and the purple light deep in its throat began to condense again.
Valerirus snorted. His eyes changed from dark gold to bright gold at that moment. It was not anger, but the decision of "Since you are not going to speak, I am not going to ask anymore."
His wings suddenly opened, their wingspan wider than usual, and the lines on the wing membranes showed a complex shape in the light, like some kind of ancient rune.
The air around him began to become hot. It was not the kind of heat heated from the outside, but the heat released from his body, which he had suppressed for too long and finally found an outlet.
The temperature quickly rose to several thousand degrees, and Valerirus's scales changed from dark red to bright red, and from bright red to golden red in the high temperature.
His body seemed to have been put back into the furnace. The dust and impurities accumulated in the gaps between his scales over the long years were burned into ashes at high temperatures and fell from his body.
Dazzling light is released from him. It's not a reflection - it's him who is shining.
He opened his mouth, and a ball of light lit up deep in his throat, which was brighter, larger, and more stable than the purple sphere of Aiyileiyas. The light was not purple, but golden-red.
His breath did not need to be "condensed", he just opened his mouth, and the power that had been suppressed for too long came out on its own, spurting out from his throat in the form of a beam of light.
[Corona Light]
The city beneath him was so illuminated that even its shadows disappeared.
People had to close their eyes at that moment. Even with their eyelids closed, they could still feel the white that was so bright that it almost burned through their eyelids.
A golden-red beam of light burst out from his mouth, with a diameter so large that it could engulf the entire street, and a speed so fast that Aiyileiyas had no time to dodge.
The beam of light hit its chest, slid across its sternum, grazed its shoulder blade, cut through the base of its right wing, and then continued forward, hitting a mountain in the distance.
The top of the mountain disappeared in the beam of light, either exploding or evaporating.
The rock directly turned into gas at high temperature. There was no gravel, no smoke, just a piece of white water vapor that was rapidly floating upward.
Aiyileiyas's body was like a swatted fly in the air, rolling and spinning, dragging a long purple light trail, and flew towards the mountains several kilometers away.
Its body crashed into the mountainside, shattering a large piece of rock and plowing a long, deep ravine on the ground.
The gravel rolled down the hillside and smashed into the valley, causing echoes that bounced back and forth between the mountain walls and lasted for a long time before dissipating.
Valerirus's wings slowly folded in half. He was suspended above the city, and his huge body blocked the last ray of light from the sunset.
Somewhere outside the city, several people were standing on a hillside, holding magic tools for observation and wearing uniform dark blue uniforms.
Their faces looked very ugly.
"What's going on? Why is Valerirus here? Shouldn't he be at Forbidden Land?"
Someone among the people responsible for tracking the King of Warcraft couldn't help but ask.
"Indeed. But anyway, our mission has been completed.
The King of Warcraft has attracted Valerirus's attention, and Forbidden Land is missing an important obstacle." Another person answered with a steady tone.
The task was completed, the process went awry, but the result was correct.
Valerirus has left Forbidden Land, and Forbidden Land is now unguarded - no, the Protector may still be there, can the Protector stop them?
I don't know, but no matter what, if you don't go now, you may not have the chance in the future.
"Let's go." The leader put the props in his arms, turned around and walked down the hillside.
Several people followed him, their footsteps echoing on the gravel.
From the direction of the Vagrian capital, a golden light and shadow is crossing the sky at an incredible speed.
King Ghidorah squinted his eyes and looked in a certain direction in the distance. He could sense that there were giant beasts fighting in the distance, at least two of them.
The shock wave of energy collision spread from that direction in waves. In his perception, it was like someone throwing stones one after another on the water. The ripples hit each other layer by layer, and it was impossible to tell who was whose.
Do you want to go and have a look?
It only took less than a second for King Ghidorah to make his choice.
He stood up from the throne, walked out of the hall, and stood on the platform outside the palace gate.
The golden wings unfolded in the afternoon sun, and the biological electricity on the wing bones suddenly burst out. Golden arcs of electricity jumped between the wing membranes, making a crackling sound.
There was no storm this time. This was his country and he didn't want to destroy it again.
He flapped his wings violently, and his body rose up from the platform at such a speed that Sangis could only see a golden streak of light as soon as he poked his head out of the office window.
Her mouth opened.
"Your Majesty! Where are you going?" Before he could finish his words, the golden trace of light had already disappeared from the western skyline.
Sangis stood in front of the window, looking at the sky that was dyed golden red by the setting sun, still holding the quill that had just been replaced with ink in his hand.
She decided to swallow back what she had not had time to say, and in her mind, she gave the highest priority to "reminding His Majesty of the time for the enthronement ceremony".
I hope His Majesty can come back before the coronation ceremony begins.
People in the city raised their heads and looked at the golden streak of light in the sky.
It flew out from the direction of the palace, and its speed couldn't be clearly seen.
Their eyes could not capture the outline of the flying object. They could only see a line of light, golden and straight, extending from one end of the city to the other, and then disappeared into the western skyline.
"That's... Your Majesty? Your Majesty Caesar?" A middle-aged man squinted his eyes and put his hand on his forehead, trying to identify something from the streak of light.
"It's really amazing... is it the legendary Dragon God?" The old man beside him raised his head, his mouth opened, and his dentures flashed in the sun.
Nuoyaji and Chaluoke were also standing in the crowd. They came out to find food and get familiar with the city's terrain.
They stood in front of a stall selling barbecue for a long time. The stall owner had begun to look at them suspiciously, and then a purple light appeared in the sky.
Then there was a loud noise. Then there were screams in the city, and then there was that golden light that was so fast that even the shadow could not be seen clearly.
Now the stall owner selling barbecue no longer doubts them, and he no longer cares about doing business.
He held up the barbecue fork with his head raised and his mouth open. The meat slowly dripped oil on the fork, and the oil dripped on the ground and splashed a small piece of dust.
Nuoyaji raised his head and looked at the direction where the golden light trace disappeared.
His brows were furrowed, and the vertical lines between his brows changed from "worry" to the depth of "the situation is developing in an unpredictable direction."
At this time, His Majesty Caesar left the palace.
He was not going for a walk, or inspecting his country as an emperor. His speed was so fast that Nuoyaji could not even see his outline clearly. That kind of speed was not "rushing", but "rushing for time".
Something happened somewhere and he needed to go there in person.
"Things are getting weirder and weirder." Nuoyaji said.
Silence Society, Darkblood Guard, Lord Protector, Red Dragon, and this His Majesty Caesar.
Too many characters appeared on the same stage, too fast. Before his brain had time to digest the first act, the second act had already been played, and the curtain of the third act had already been raised.
Chaluoke did not answer the call.
He looked at the barbecue stall and said, "Boss, how much does a piece of barbecue cost?"