In the Dragon Plane, the dragons stood as the mightiest and most intelligent race.
They carried ancient mories, knowing their ancestors possessed the power to leave this world. They faintly rembered many suitable places for their kind in the void. However, during the war with Cthulhu, many of their powerful ancestors either perished in battle or died sealing dinsional rifts to protect the origin of the world. None of the transcendent dragons survived.
Since then, with their origin damaged, the dragons couldn't reach their forr heights. So, they cooperated with the Cthulhu world.
The Refinent Art provided them a chance to grow stronger. But this art, damaging the origin to empower oneself, bound them more tightly to the Dragon Plane. Over generations, they increasingly felt the world rejecting them.
However, the dragons believed they found a solution. They were convinced that Chris Frost, a child of Okov from another world, possessed a stronger legacy. It was the only explanation for his rapid aging and subsequent reversion to youth.
The dragons thought that if they got this legacy, they could return to their peak. By then, they would be able to leave this world, and either Cthulhu or the damaged origin of the world wouldn't matter anymore.
Morris, understanding the dragons' nature, knew persuasion was useless, as they would only learn from their stubborn mistakes. Pointing to a circled area on the map, Morris says, "He's too fast for our people to pinpoint, but he was last seen near Nagi City."
Pausing, he continued, "Okov, he's really strong. I hope it's not just you going after him. And if you catch him, kill him imdiately. Trust us, we care about the safety of this world as much as anyone else."
Okov scoffed, spread his wings, and flew off, his violent ice elent rudely sweeping the surroundings.
"We're dragons, and we don't need anyone's guidance," he says before heading to the designated location.
After Okov's departure, Bru regains his composure. "Morris, Sothing's wrong with the Dragon Clan. I don't think we can trust them anymore."
Morris, with a thoughtful expression on his ugly face, replies, "They were never trustworthy. I think they've set their sights on the invader's world."
"If the Dragon Clan turns against us again, we're finished."
Bru suddenly lifts his head, "Morris, is there any possibility for us to..."
Morris strokes his face, sadly looking at Bru and his kin, "You know, we are a disaster. No world will welco us, and we no longer have the strength to start another invasive war."
Adam moved like a ghost across various battlefields. Whenever he saw the peace-seekers gaining the upper hand, he intervened with elental rocket barrages to prevent them from slaughtering those practicing Refinent Art.
Also, he occasionally helped the peace-seekers too, aiming to thoroughly stir the waters, dragging the Dragon Slayer Guild and the allied mortal races into the mire of war.
Unable to find an opportunity to contact the war-seeker's envoy, Adam reconsidered his urgency. He had wanted to ask if the war-seekers had a way to connect two worlds. However, he later realized that if they had such capability, they would have brought more powerful beings from Cthulhu and wouldn't have been suppressed by the peace-seekers for so long.
Understanding this, Adam decided to focus on being a disruptor. Since the war-seekers' approach seed more beneficial to Cthulhu, he decided to help accelerate their process.
"Master, your little maid has infiltrated the main cities of both parties as ordered. There's a piece of news you'll find interesting," reported the devil.
Adam, flying alone to another battlefield, had left Sofia in a relatively safe place. In a surprise attack, having Sofia around him would only expose him to greater danger.
"What news?" Adam asked.
"The Dragon Clan is making a move. They're planning to act against you, master. It's unclear who will co or how many."
Adam suddenly stopped in midair. His icy crystal scales shone as he deployed several layers of defense. Just then, a rapidly spinning ice spear appeared in the air, hurtling towards Adam with a fierce whistle, colliding with his defenses and creating a violent elental storm.
When the storm cleared, a gigantic Frost Dragon, twenty ters tall, appeared a kiloter in front of Adam.
"Okov."
The dragon spread its wings, floating in the air, its slit pupils looking interestedly at Adam. "Chris, my child, shouldn't you call 'father'?" Okov's dragon might spread, causing the weather in this area to change and bearing down on Adam. "Or should I call you 'invader'?"
Adam also unleashed his dragon power. If Okov's power was like mountains and seas, Adam's was like a blade, easily cutting through all pressure.
Okov's eyes brightened, energizing the ice elents around him. He went on, "A heritage different from all dragons I've ever known, is this the power of your world? It's impressive."
Standing again before Okov, Adam no longer felt the danger he felt before.
Okov was strong, with more energy reserves after his slumber, but he was beatable to Adam now. Adam had grown a lot since they t last ti.
Okov said bluntly, expressing his purpose, "Co with , don't resist. You should know how powerful the dragons are. I assure you, if you hand over the heritage power of your world, no one will harm you. I promise you that soon enough, we can send you back to the world you co from."
Despite Adam using highly concentrated energy, Okov did not take him seriously, seeing him rely as a young dragon. "In our ancient mories, our ancestors once visited other worlds and beca their masters. If you obey, the dragons can grant you such glory."
"You want to go to my world?" Adam asked, his tone slightly odd.
"Of course!" Okov replied as if it were obvious. "This world is so broken, too broken to contain the greatness of the dragons. As the most magnificent race in the world, we deserve all the wealth and power."
Adam lowered his head and sighed: "Haven't the ancestors of the Dragon Clan told you that the void is vast and full of dangers, and that the dragons are rely larger beasts?"
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