The wind coursing through the palace buildings was unprecedentedly fierce. Surter, clad in Golden Magic-guided Kinetic Armor, could still feel a slight shove from it, a terrifying gale strong enough to blow ordinary Dragon-n into the sky.
"By the Holy Dragon Emperor."
Surter, stationed on the tower, lowered his gaze. Even without the aid of the auxiliary detection components on his helt, he could see the Floating Cities one after another suspended below the surrounding Elisium.
It was an extrely grand and magnificent sight. One fortress and wall after another hung in the sky, bearing claw marks and slash traces, each Floating City suspended in succession, filled with a tragic and murderous aura, stretching to the horizon's edge.
Because of Elisium's special status, none of these Floating Cities that returned from beyond the Void rose higher than Elisium. Therefore, Surter of the Forbidden Army guarding the Holy Dragon Palace in this mont's execution post, surveyed the many surrounding Floating Cities.
It was precisely the successive arrival of these Floating Cities that, even though the Void Storm they stirred was isolated outside the World's Garnt, the disturbance they caused in the atmospheric elents made this airspace exceedingly clamorous and restless.
However, for the Dragon-n living in the sky, these violent winds only added insignificant troubles to their travels.
The Dragon-n paid more attention to the Dragon Lords and Warband Commanders returning from the Dragon Realm continuously, the main forces responding to the Holy Dragon Emperor's call and about to embark on an expedition against the Abyss.
Many Dragon-n did not understand the point of conquering the Abyss. After all, the land of the Abyss could not be cultivated, and managent difficulties were imnse. But this was the Holy Dragon Emperor's command, so there were not many voices of doubt. Many Dragon-n simply yearned for the impending war.
So Dragon-n with minds filled entirely with war thoughts even hoped that after this war, the Dragon Realm could connect with the Abyss and create a battlefield similar to a bloodbath.
So it would be that there would be a constant supply of Demons, and the new generation of Dragon-n would no longer worry about where to find opponents or where to seek rit.
"Are you afraid?"
A childlike voice, ethereal and graceful, suddenly sounded from one side. Surter turned toward the voice, only to see a human girl with black hair and black eyes had sohow appeared beside him.
How could a human possibly appear in the Holy City? No, in the present Dragon Realm, there could not possibly be ordinary humans anymore.
Since the Emperor transford into the Sun, humans as a race had practically vanished. Even newborn infants completed Dragonification in an extrely short ti.
This was not a privilege unique to humans. All races, whether birds, beasts, or even the Sea Clan in the deep sea, all underwent Dragonification. Not only biological creatures but plants too underwent a mutation.
In this respect, the na "Dragon Realm" has long been justified. Under such circumstances, that one could still act in human form and appear in Elisium City, today at the Holy Dragon Palace, the girl must have an extraordinary background.
In fact, the mont Surter, of the Forbidden Army, saw the girl, he activated a tactical helt called the True Sight Eye Type Three by Alchemists, retrieving identity information of the girl before him from the database.
"Your Highness Gwendolin, please forgive as I am currently on duty and unable to salute you."
After confirming the identity of the girl before him, Surter of the Golden Forbidden Army slightly lowered his head, and a torrent of data spilled through the visor, displaying all the girl's public information before his eyes.
This was a noble second-generation descendant of the Augustus family. However, the most special aspect of the girl before him was not this, but that she was personally raised by the Supre Holy Dragon Emperor.
Although not related by blood to the Holy Dragon Emperor, their relationship is no different from that of father and daughter, and this is also reflected in the way they address each other.
"You haven't answered my question yet, warrior!"
The girl, long absent, exuding an ethereal and elusive aura, had her threat level skyrocket to the highest, appearing in a deep red hue in the Forbidden Army's detection components, continued to ask.
"I don't understand your aning."
Under the mask, Surter frowned. If anyone else asked him such a question, he would consider it a form of humiliation.
"You are an official mber of the Forbidden Army. When my Dragon Father launches an attack against the Abyss, you will also follow into it. Are you not in the least bit afraid of the Abyss, not a bit uneasy in your heart?"
"You have already said, I will fight following the Holy Dragon Emperor, so why would there be fear? How could there be unease?"
Surter was even more dissatisfied with such inquiries. He now began to doubt whether there was an issue with the detection components on his helt, wondering if the person in front of him was indeed an imposter of the Augustus.
"On the battlefield of the Abyss, even Legends are not considered anything; even Divines have fallen more than once. This type of war, does it not invoke any fear in you all?"
Gwendolin, who had beco the Master of the Star Tower, gently sighed. Having fully accepted the legacy of the Tower and forged the Star Body, the Legendary Mage returned to the Material World once more, only to realize that everything had changed rcilessly, and all things were completely different from what she rembered.
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