"Nicole, Nina, Luna."
God garen closed his eyes slightly and followed the other party's prayer. He saw the crystal dragon and silver Dragon being chased by many mechanical creations.
"What?"
"These machines ... A strange machine?"
"No, it's a little different from the strange machinery of the imaska Empire."
Garen frowned slightly.
Garen felt that the lines on the surface of those machines were a little familiar.
Thinking back carefully, garen's eyes immediately widened.
the fire seed of the ancient imaska Empire.
A Dragon's memory could be said to be terrifying. It only took a little thought for garen to remember.
Back then, during the first time he was teleported to the Faerun continent, when he was coveting the seven secret weapons, garen had seen through the time print that the imaska Empire's royal family had sent out a metal cube that had a life rhythm with their hatred for the gods when they were about to be destroyed.
