Kachaa!
In the dragon's claws cast from steel, the divine light arrow was shattered and turned into scattered extraordinary divine power.
The chaotic battlefield was silenced by the Golden Dragon's appearance. It became as silent as death.
The atmosphere lasted for a few seconds before it was broken by the dragons 'excited roars.
"Garen, you're back, that's great!"
Garen was wearing the imaska Holy garment and had transformed into the shape of a Golden Dragon. His body size had increased greatly, but Nehemiah, who was familiar with his aura, could recognize him at first glance.
Garen had fallen into the chaotic space-time vortex due to the attack of a great divine power, and it was unknown if he was Dead or Alive.
However, this immemorial Silver Dragon had always believed that the legendary dragon species of the Dragon race would not die so easily. It knew that garen must still be alive, but he could not return for the time being.
