With a swoosh, under the illumination of elemental radiance, Garon could clearly see the open sea as if it were being ravaged by a level-10 storm.
Waves towering dozens of yards high followed one after another, rising and then crashing heavily back onto the sea surface. As they broke apart, countless sparkling droplets were scattered, saturating the surrounding air with moisture.
The sea was tumultuous, and the sky above was covered with dark, heavy clouds. The wind howled, and silver lightning roared like furious serpents among the clouds. Torrential rain poured down, blanketing the world in a vast expanse where the rain was woven into curtains.
The sounds of the wind, rain, thunder, and waves created a cacophony that was unsettling.
Yet, more ferocious than these natural sounds were the continuous roars of dragons.
The deep and fierce roars of the true dragons overpowered the storm and thunder, echoing continuously across the sea, as if fueled by boundless rage.
Garon and Yuna did not linger.
They were nearing the battlefield.
Garon flapped his wings, and the torrential rain parted before him, rejoining behind his massive form. Thus, the silhouette of the silver dragon pierced through the curtain of rain, shooting towards the center of the battlefield ahead.
The rain outlined Yuna's form, who also maintained high speed beside Garon. Once again, she employed her old trick, creating a protective stance around her body to keep the pouring rain at bay, rendering herself invisible in the void.
Soon, the two legendary dragons arrived at the site of the battle.
The scene before Garon took his breath away.
The first thing that caught his eye was a serpentine black figure, slithering and coiling its elongated body, suspended a thousand meters in the air.
At first glance, this figure stretched over two hundred meters long, its enormous body casting a daunting shadow in the storm, resembling a terrifying giant serpent. However, sharp dragon claws protruded from the front half of its body, and atop its head were fierce, pointed dragon horns.
"A snake... dragon kind?" Garon could hardly believe his eyes.
The two hundred-meter-long monstrous being looked unmistakably like a pitch-black snake dragon.
But it was clearly not a normal snake dragon.
Apart from its immense size, which was unmatched by true dragons, every scale on the black snake dragon's body bore an eyeball. These slimy eyeballs rolled around, watching malevolently in all directions.
Around it, viscous black light, reminiscent of ink, formed into tendrils.
These black tendrils flailed like bunches of flames swaying in the wind.
Most peculiarly, the black snake dragon gave Garon a sense of contradiction.
Its appearance was extremely fierce and evil, repulsively ugly, sending chills down one's spine. Yet, at the same time, there was a sense of divine majesty about it, invoking a deep sense of awe and an involuntary desire to worship.
Had any ordinary creature been here, upon the first glance at the black snake dragon, they would have fallen to their knees, instantly bewitched and brainwashed.
"This isn't a divine avatar, nor does it seem like a possessed incarnation, this..."
Garon murmured to himself.
After observing the black snake dragon for a few moments, Garon gradually understood its nature.
This creature was not an incarnation but a direct offspring born in the continent of Noah.
Descending in this manner, its body and quasi-divine power were more closely aligned, capable of harboring stronger forces than the typical limit of a divine avatar's descent. However, should this offspring be destroyed, the Primordial Sun God's true body would suffer greater impact.
A deity's descent into the primary material world is not a simple and absolutely safe act.
Whether it's a divine force avatar or a possessed incarnation, it carries a part of the deity's divinity. Should the avatar perish, the divinity would be wounded, requiring a long period of time to recover to its peak.
Throughout the endless ages, there have been no examples of mortals slaying gods.
However, there are not a few instances of mortals killing divine avatars.
Occasionally, some unruly powerful beings, to prove their strength, would attack divine avatars for no reason when they descend, hoping to kill the avatar and extract a trace of divinity for immense benefits.
"Only, this primordial deity's offspring seems excessively strong."
Garon and Yuna did not rashly join the fray.
The two dragons quietly observed the situation from the outskirts.
Apart from the primordial offspring, the most noticeable beings in the storm were four in total.
A 42-meter-long super-giant silver dragon, carrying a familiar aura to Garon, was none other than the ancient silver dragon Nehemiah. He wasn't dead; originally resting in the Dragon Tomb, he was awakened by the invasion.
Nehemiah was enveloped in a low-temperature aura, exhaling blasts of extreme cold breath, freezing the storm and rain, aiming directly at the black snake dragon. However, the ferocious breath of the ancient silver dragon, upon contact with the black snake dragon, only caused a layer of black light on its surface to ripple, without further effect.
Not far above Nehemiah, a gold dragon of comparable size shone brilliantly, its body gleaming with golden light.
Also around 42 meters long, this super-giant gold dragon's scales shone like gold, with dragon whiskers fluttering beneath its dragon face, exuding an air of regal majesty.
These two metal dragons were the strongest among the Metal Dragon Clan.
Ancient Silver Dragon Nehemiah and Ancient Gold Dragon Lockweed.
Gold dragons are physically stronger than silver dragons, but Nehemiah is decades older than Lockweed, making them nearly equal in both size and strength.
Besides the two metal dragons, there was also a 40-meter-long chromatic dragon, the strongest among the chromatic dragons present.
It bore deep blue scales, surrounded by crackling silver-white lightning, with a sharp, conspicuous horn on its snout.
This was an ancient blue dragon, slightly weaker than the two ancient metal dragons but equally formidable.
Lastly, there was Yeliana, the Pope of Light, whom Garon had seen before.
Among these four strongest legends, the Pope of Light's performance was the most dazzling.
The Pope of Light held tightly to an exquisite scepter in his hands.
The Coronet Scepter.
A gift from the God of Light, containing a trace of the God of Light's divine power.
In a world eroded by darkness, endless and gentle white light spread from the Coronet Scepter in the Pope of Light's hand, dispersing the darkness within several kilometers, constantly enveloping the black snake dragon with white light, countering the black light of the Primordial Sun as much as possible.
Garon's gaze fell on the Pope of Light's face.
That aged and benevolent face was now solemn and heavy, very pale.
The Pope of Light clenched his lips tightly, obviously under great pressure. The surrounding darkness ceaselessly assaulted the light created by the Coronet Scepter, attempting to engulf and consume it. The power within the Pope of Light flowed out like floodgates opened, rapidly depleting.
He did not participate in the attack but maintained the light, dispersing the surrounding darkness.
The three super-giant ancient dragons were the main force, surrounding the two hundred meter long black snake dragon, pouring dragon breath attacks on the primordial offspring.
The silver dragon's extreme cold breath, the gold dragon's golden flame breath, and the blue dragon's thunderous breath. The ancient dragons' breath, when fully unleashed, had a killing power far surpassing ninth-level shaping spells. However, no matter the type of dragon breath, upon contact with the black snake dragon, it seemed to disappear without trace, intercepted by the black light shield on the black snake dragon's surface.
Besides these three most powerful dragons, there were also over thirty legendary true dragons and hundreds of non-legendary true dragons of various kinds.
Metal Dragon Island was the closest to this location, and it took some time for other dragons to respond to the Dragon Pact, so their numbers were not large.
Garon surveyed the surroundings.
In the distance, the silhouettes of some true dragons were faintly visible, approaching from afar.
The legendary true dragons here were mainly gold and silver dragons. There were few legendary metal dragons like brass, bronze, and copper dragons. Then came legendary red and blue dragons, as well as two legendary gem dragons.
One legendary amethyst dragon and one legendary emerald dragon.
Gem dragons generally preferred to reside in the Outer Planes, and their distribution in the primary material world wasn't as extensive as that of chromatic or metal dragons.
To Garon's surprise, he also spotted two heavy metal dragons.
Both were tungsten dragons, one male and one female.
Tungsten dragons had dark green metallic scales, with fine spines distributed on their facial armor. Their dragon wings were exceptionally large, like huge sails raised, about a quarter larger than the wings of a normal true dragon.
Among the heavy metal dragon species, tungsten dragons are the only kind with a good alignment, close to the metal dragon clan.
They reject their heavy metal dragon identity, detest other evil heavy metal dragons, and are likewise despised and ostracized by them.
"So Noah's continent also has heavy metal dragons." This was the first time Garon had seen heavy metal dragons on the continent of Noah. Before this, he hadn't heard of their presence in this world.
However, their numbers were indeed scarce, with only two among the hundreds of true dragons here.
Hundreds of true dragons, scattered in all directions, continuously attacked the black snake dragon.
Such a large number of true dragons, at least adult true dragons, attacking in unison created an incredibly terrifying momentum. Their attacks converged into a fearsome torrent, engulfing the black snake dragon within, with different types of dragon breath and spells constantly landing on it.
Although all attacks could only create ripples on the black light shield, due to the dense offensive, the black light shield was covered in ripples, like countless raindrops falling into a lake.
Under such intense attacks, even the primordial offspring couldn't withstand it.
Due to the light domain formed by the Coronet Scepter, it couldn't draw power from the surrounding darkness. Thus, the black light shield on its surface visibly dimmed at a visible rate. According to the current pace, after being attacked by hundreds of true dragons for a short while, it would almost shatter.
But it wasn't a mere target, not standing still for the true dragons to surround and attack.
Amidst the covering attacks converging into a torrent, the black snake dragon's face showed not a hint of expression.
It swept over the present true dragons with an indifferent gaze, as if looking down on all beings.
Simultaneously, the eyes on the scales of the black snake dragon slowly lit up, black light converging into a point, compressing and trembling in the pitch-black pupils.
At the same time.
The black snake dragon, enduring the oppressive attacks from all sides, raised its head high and coiled its body.
A noble dragon chant resounded from its mouth.
"I am the Primordial Sun God, the supreme and exalted Dark Sun, the True Light, Aeon!"
"I precede all gods, precede the world, born with the universe, wielding the power of the primordial."
"."
"Embrace my light, and you shall gain eternity, supreme power."
As the black snake dragon issued its penetrating dragon chant, the voice of the Primordial Sun God directly resonated in the minds of the true dragons, naturally translated into understandable language.
"The Primordial Sun God? Sun my ass!"
"Aeon, huh? Believe me, your grandpa dragon guarantees you'll achieve eternity!
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With a swoosh, under the illumination of elemental radiance, Garon could clearly see the open sea as if it were being ravaged by a level-10 storm.
Waves towering dozens of yards high followed one after another, rising and then crashing heavily back onto the sea surface. As they broke apart, countless sparkling droplets were scattered, saturating the surrounding air with moisture.
The sea was tumultuous, and the sky above was covered with dark, heavy clouds. The wind howled, and silver lightning roared like furious serpents among the clouds. Torrential rain poured down, blanketing the world in a vast expanse where the rain was woven into curtains.
The sounds of the wind, rain, thunder, and waves created a cacophony that was unsettling.
Yet, more ferocious than these natural sounds were the continuous roars of dragons.
The deep and fierce roars of the true dragons overpowered the storm and thunder, echoing continuously across the sea, as if fueled by boundless rage.
Garon and Yuna did not linger.
They were nearing the battlefield.
Garon flapped his wings, and the torrential rain parted before him, rejoining behind his massive form. Thus, the silhouette of the silver dragon pierced through the curtain of rain, shooting towards the center of the battlefield ahead.
The rain outlined Yuna's form, who also maintained high speed beside Garon. Once again, she employed her old trick, creating a protective stance around her body to keep the pouring rain at bay, rendering herself invisible in the void.
Soon, the two legendary dragons arrived at the site of the battle.
The scene before Garon took his breath away.
The first thing that caught his eye was a serpentine black figure, slithering and coiling its elongated body, suspended a thousand meters in the air.
At first glance, this figure stretched over two hundred meters long, its enormous body casting a daunting shadow in the storm, resembling a terrifying giant serpent. However, sharp dragon claws protruded from the front half of its body, and atop its head were fierce, pointed dragon horns.
"A snake... dragon kind?" Garon could hardly believe his eyes.
The two hundred-meter-long monstrous being looked unmistakably like a pitch-black snake dragon.
But it was clearly not a normal snake dragon.
Apart from its immense size, which was unmatched by true dragons, every scale on the black snake dragon's body bore an eyeball. These slimy eyeballs rolled around, watching malevolently in all directions.
Around it, viscous black light, reminiscent of ink, formed into tendrils.
These black tendrils flailed like bunches of flames swaying in the wind.
Most peculiarly, the black snake dragon gave Garon a sense of contradiction.
Its appearance was extremely fierce and evil, repulsively ugly, sending chills down one's spine. Yet, at the same time, there was a sense of divine majesty about it, invoking a deep sense of awe and an involuntary desire to worship.
Had any ordinary creature been here, upon the first glance at the black snake dragon, they would have fallen to their knees, instantly bewitched and brainwashed.
"This isn't a divine avatar, nor does it seem like a possessed incarnation, this..."
Garon murmured to himself.
After observing the black snake dragon for a few moments, Garon gradually understood its nature.
This creature was not an incarnation but a direct offspring born in the continent of Noah.
Descending in this manner, its body and quasi-divine power were more closely aligned, capable of harboring stronger forces than the typical limit of a divine avatar's descent. However, should this offspring be destroyed, the Primordial Sun God's true body would suffer greater impact.
A deity's descent into the primary material world is not a simple and absolutely safe act.
Whether it's a divine force avatar or a possessed incarnation, it carries a part of the deity's divinity. Should the avatar perish, the divinity would be wounded, requiring a long period of time to recover to its peak.
Throughout the endless ages, there have been no examples of mortals slaying gods.
However, there are not a few instances of mortals killing divine avatars.
Occasionally, some unruly powerful beings, to prove their strength, would attack divine avatars for no reason when they descend, hoping to kill the avatar and extract a trace of divinity for immense benefits.
"Only, this primordial deity's offspring seems excessively strong."
Garon and Yuna did not rashly join the fray.
The two dragons quietly observed the situation from the outskirts.
Apart from the primordial offspring, the most noticeable beings in the storm were four in total.
A 42-meter-long super-giant silver dragon, carrying a familiar aura to Garon, was none other than the ancient silver dragon Nehemiah. He wasn't dead; originally resting in the Dragon Tomb, he was awakened by the invasion.
Nehemiah was enveloped in a low-temperature aura, exhaling blasts of extreme cold breath, freezing the storm and rain, aiming directly at the black snake dragon. However, the ferocious breath of the ancient silver dragon, upon contact with the black snake dragon, only caused a layer of black light on its surface to ripple, without further effect.
Not far above Nehemiah, a gold dragon of comparable size shone brilliantly, its body gleaming with golden light.
Also around 42 meters long, this super-giant gold dragon's scales shone like gold, with dragon whiskers fluttering beneath its dragon face, exuding an air of regal majesty.
These two metal dragons were the strongest among the Metal Dragon Clan.
Ancient Silver Dragon Nehemiah and Ancient Gold Dragon Lockweed.
Gold dragons are physically stronger than silver dragons, but Nehemiah is decades older than Lockweed, making them nearly equal in both size and strength.
Besides the two metal dragons, there was also a 40-meter-long chromatic dragon, the strongest among the chromatic dragons present.
It bore deep blue scales, surrounded by crackling silver-white lightning, with a sharp, conspicuous horn on its snout.
This was an ancient blue dragon, slightly weaker than the two ancient metal dragons but equally formidable.
Lastly, there was Yeliana, the Pope of Light, whom Garon had seen before.
Among these four strongest legends, the Pope of Light's performance was the most dazzling.
The Pope of Light held tightly to an exquisite scepter in his hands.
The Coronet Scepter.
A gift from the God of Light, containing a trace of the God of Light's divine power.
In a world eroded by darkness, endless and gentle white light spread from the Coronet Scepter in the Pope of Light's hand, dispersing the darkness within several kilometers, constantly enveloping the black snake dragon with white light, countering the black light of the Primordial Sun as much as possible.
Garon's gaze fell on the Pope of Light's face.
That aged and benevolent face was now solemn and heavy, very pale.
The Pope of Light clenched his lips tightly, obviously under great pressure. The surrounding darkness ceaselessly assaulted the light created by the Coronet Scepter, attempting to engulf and consume it. The power within the Pope of Light flowed out like floodgates opened, rapidly depleting.
He did not participate in the attack but maintained the light, dispersing the surrounding darkness.
The three super-giant ancient dragons were the main force, surrounding the two hundred meter long black snake dragon, pouring dragon breath attacks on the primordial offspring.
The silver dragon's extreme cold breath, the gold dragon's golden flame breath, and the blue dragon's thunderous breath. The ancient dragons' breath, when fully unleashed, had a killing power far surpassing ninth-level shaping spells. However, no matter the type of dragon breath, upon contact with the black snake dragon, it seemed to disappear without trace, intercepted by the black light shield on the black snake dragon's surface.
Besides these three most powerful dragons, there were also over thirty legendary true dragons and hundreds of non-legendary true dragons of various kinds.
Metal Dragon Island was the closest to this location, and it took some time for other dragons to respond to the Dragon Pact, so their numbers were not large.
Garon surveyed the surroundings.
In the distance, the silhouettes of some true dragons were faintly visible, approaching from afar.
The legendary true dragons here were mainly gold and silver dragons. There were few legendary metal dragons like brass, bronze, and copper dragons. Then came legendary red and blue dragons, as well as two legendary gem dragons.
One legendary amethyst dragon and one legendary emerald dragon.
Gem dragons generally preferred to reside in the Outer Planes, and their distribution in the primary material world wasn't as extensive as that of chromatic or metal dragons.
To Garon's surprise, he also spotted two heavy metal dragons.
Both were tungsten dragons, one male and one female.
Tungsten dragons had dark green metallic scales, with fine spines distributed on their facial armor. Their dragon wings were exceptionally large, like huge sails raised, about a quarter larger than the wings of a normal true dragon.
Among the heavy metal dragon species, tungsten dragons are the only kind with a good alignment, close to the metal dragon clan.
They reject their heavy metal dragon identity, detest other evil heavy metal dragons, and are likewise despised and ostracized by them.
"So Noah's continent also has heavy metal dragons." This was the first time Garon had seen heavy metal dragons on the continent of Noah. Before this, he hadn't heard of their presence in this world.
However, their numbers were indeed scarce, with only two among the hundreds of true dragons here.
Hundreds of true dragons, scattered in all directions, continuously attacked the black snake dragon.
Such a large number of true dragons, at least adult true dragons, attacking in unison created an incredibly terrifying momentum. Their attacks converged into a fearsome torrent, engulfing the black snake dragon within, with different types of dragon breath and spells constantly landing on it.
Although all attacks could only create ripples on the black light shield, due to the dense offensive, the black light shield was covered in ripples, like countless raindrops falling into a lake.
Under such intense attacks, even the primordial offspring couldn't withstand it.
Due to the light domain formed by the Coronet Scepter, it couldn't draw power from the surrounding darkness. Thus, the black light shield on its surface visibly dimmed at a visible rate. According to the current pace, after being attacked by hundreds of true dragons for a short while, it would almost shatter.
But it wasn't a mere target, not standing still for the true dragons to surround and attack.
Amidst the covering attacks converging into a torrent, the black snake dragon's face showed not a hint of expression.
It swept over the present true dragons with an indifferent gaze, as if looking down on all beings.
Simultaneously, the eyes on the scales of the black snake dragon slowly lit up, black light converging into a point, compressing and trembling in the pitch-black pupils.
At the same time.
The black snake dragon, enduring the oppressive attacks from all sides, raised its head high and coiled its body.
A noble dragon chant resounded from its mouth.
"I am the Primordial Sun God, the supreme and exalted Dark Sun, the True Light, Aeon!"
"I precede all gods, precede the world, born with the universe, wielding the power of the primordial."
"."
"Embrace my light, and you shall gain eternity, supreme power."
As the black snake dragon issued its penetrating dragon chant, the voice of the Primordial Sun God directly resonated in the minds of the true dragons, naturally translated into understandable language.
"The Primordial Sun God? Sun my ass!"
"Aeon, huh? Believe me, your grandpa dragon guarantees you'll achieve eternity!
___________________
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