The people still outside the streets let out terrified screams.
They felt deeply powerless and despairing.
Why hasn’t the army co to stop this giant dragon yet?
What about the professionals in the city? The legendary figures? Why are the heroes, whose nas resound like thunder, nowhere to be seen at this mont?
What is the lord doing at this ti?
They have so many unanswered questions in their hearts, and the despair keeps accumulating.
Until.
"Roar!!"
Another dragon roar resounded.
Not far from the giant dragon’s side, a dazzling golden light burst out.
A massive creature, over thirty ters long at least, suddenly appeared with a shining golden body.
This is a golden dragon! Likely a legendary dragon of extre old age!
This scene brought a trace of joy to so who had been desperate, but imdiately, their joy turned to stone.
Because even such a golden dragon, in comparison to that black dragon, was still too small, like an underdeveloped dragon hatchling.
They simply couldn’t imagine how, given such a disparity, the golden dragon could face the black giant dragon! Defeat the black dragon?
Furthermore, they had to consider another question.
Just what level of monster is this black giant dragon before them? Do they really have a way to deal with this monster?
"Roar!! Evil dragon! Stop! I won’t allow you to harm so many innocent lives!"
The golden dragon roared, flapping its dragon wings rapidly, quickly blocking the black giant dragon’s path.
The black giant dragon was taken aback, seemingly surprised to see the golden dragon before it, and for a mont it didn’t continue chasing the fleeing players.
"Golden dragon? Quite comndable courage!
Such a small creature as yourself dares to stand in my way? Was it Bahamut who sent you?"
There seed to be a hint of confusion in its voice.
"Roar!!!"
The golden dragon let out a resounding roar, its whole body erupting with brilliant divine light, its pupils transforming from gold to deep blue.
The entire deanor underwent a dramatic change.
"Bahamut?"
The next mont, the black giant dragon asked, its expression slightly serious.
.............
Inside a certain villa in the city.
The sun elf, observing the situation, showed a hint of astonishnt and said:
"A surprising event has occurred, I didn’t expect Bahamut to actually descend, perhaps this ti we won’t need to intervene, that demon dragon is dood."
"What do you an by that? Do you think that golden dragon can contend with the demon dragon? Forgive my bluntness, but the gap between them is just too big.
Ultimately, we will still have to resolve that dragon."
"My friend, the golden dragon before you is no ordinary being, it has been possessed by the Lord of North Wind, the God of Good Dragon, Bahamut."
"You say a god?"
"Yes, a god! The God of Good Dragon."
"This truly is an honor, I never thought I would actually witness a true god, I wonder just how powerful a god’s strength truly is." The middle-aged man seed sowhat excited.
............
"Land Saphis Oakben, I have heard of your na and have learned of your strength from others.
But truly eting you, it seems I underestimated you."
The possessed golden dragon spoke, its voice sounding very calm, carrying an ancient aura and magnetic quality.
It was like a harmonious elder, and most people would naturally develop a good impression upon hearing such a voice.
Land was no exception.
But he instinctively felt a slight resistance, slightly furrowing his brow, with a haughty expression said:
"Bahamut! You’ve appeared before , do you want to stop ? Do you think your power on the Ayo Continent can oppose ?"
"I don’t want to be enemies with any dragons, we are of the sa kin, but I do hope you can spare the poor souls living in this city.
To you, they are just a swarm of ants.
I imagine, crushing a swarm of ants isn’t sothing worth boasting about, is it?
You’ve been pursuing that undead, I think if you directly kill him, perhaps things can be resolved more reasonably."
Bahamut spoke slowly, his tone remaining harmonious.
He extended a claw, and the players still trying to flee felt their bodies bound by an invisible force, uncontrollably drifting towards the old dragon’s claw!
"Damn it! Let go of ! Let go! Aren’t legendary golden dragons supposed to be kind? Why are you capturing ?"
The player struggled endlessly within the old dragon’s claw, shouting.
This scene was also witnessed by a person and a sun elf from a distance at the villa.
"This is bad! That dragon god has actually captured my person! Are you sure there will be a conflict with the demon dragon?"
"Of course, the ones who plundered the dragon’s treasure were a group of undead, and in this city, there are at least one or two hundred undead, given the character of that dragon, it definitely won’t let any go!
The ones who died before are just that.
As long as the God of Good Dragon appears, He definitely won’t sit by idly watching you die! We just have to sit back and enjoy the show!"
..............
"Directly kill him? That’s not what I want.
Moreover, there are still hundreds of undead in this city.
Do you think one can solve the problem?" The black giant dragon responded in a deep voice.
"Your target is the undead? These people are indeed prone to doing strange things, offending others.
Can you tell how they offended you?"
"Those fools plundered my treasure."
"..."
At this, the old dragon fell silent, but looked at the player in its claw with an admiring gaze:
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