Garon had long heard of the elves' notoriously 'kind' yet hypocritical nature, but encountering it firsthand, even with mental preparation, he was almost amused to laughter.
When their own were being killed,
They blamed Garon for using his demi-godly power to slaughter their kin.
Yet before Garon's return, the elven deities, possessing intermediate divine power—two of them, no less—slaughtered the dragon race with avatars of saints. This fact seemed conveniently forgotten by the two demi-gods before him.
The silver dragon sneered, looking down from the sky at the two diminutive demi-gods.
"Sorolonar, the God of Bows, and Sezilar, the God of Sea Elves."
"I'm curious when these two deities were expelled from the elven pantheon."
"Or do you think only gods of the elven pantheon have the right to strike at my race in this war?"
Faced with Garon's remarks, the two demi-gods showed no signs of embarrassment.
Their brows furrowed, "Both deities only descended in avatars of saints, without direct intervention. If your dragon race is capable, your dragon gods could also descend as saints in the prime material world's war."
Garon: .
He underestimated just how shameless these beings could be.
According to them, it seems avatars of saints don't count as the power of deities.
As for the claim of "not directly intervening," intermediate divine power gods couldn't even if they wanted to.
And knowing well the dragon deities struggle to form powerful saint avatars due to weak divine power, yet still having the audacity to make such righteous claims, truly opened Garon's eyes.
Back in the day, even with boundless potential, Garon saw the gods as lofty beings, unreachable.
After all, every god had lived for countless millennia.
The two demi-gods before him, despite their youthful and stunning appearance, were both over ten thousand years old.
But now, any illusion of godliness has shattered with his interaction with the elven deities.
Gods, as Iolem had said, are merely beings with ultimate power. Besides that, there's nothing special about them. Driven by their craving for divine power, they can be even greedier than mortals in some respects.
"Heh."
"From your gods down to your common elves, it seems your entire race shares the same flawed perception."
Garon shook his head slightly, his gaze becoming even colder as he spoke.
Sorolonar's saint was sealed within the amber of time, becoming a trophy for Garon, but after all, it was just an avatar. Even though it was a saint of intermediate divine power, it certainly couldn't compare to a demi-god's true form.
"Since you've come, like that feeble saint before, become my dragon race's prisoner, or die here!"
"I hope you're mentally prepared for that."
Saying so, the silver dragon unleashed a profound draconic might that crushed down.
Crack, crack, crack! The already ravaged earth shattered further, countless stones and tree remnants turned to dust under the tsunami-like dragon might.
Facing the demi-god dragon's might, the two demi-gods were not exempt.
The flowers swirling around them trembled violently, breaking into scattered petals.
Meanwhile, transcendent divine power gathered, forming a thick divine shield around the two demi-gods, resisting Garon's draconic might.
Just like Sorolonar's saint before.
When battling Garon's terrifying form, Ash and Elsa also magnified themselves with transcendent divine power.
In a blink, under the dazzling divine light, two giant goddesses approximately 150 meters tall stood on the shattered earth, radiating brilliant light.
Although both possessed demi-god strength,
Their enlarged forms were significantly larger than Sorolonar's saint. Indeed, demi-gods truly surpassed saints by a level, but compared to the god-transformed Garon, they were still lacking.
"Storm Gather!"
The silver dragon raised his claw, the World Rune, now a blinding blue orb, spun into action.
Tons of magic poured in, and in just a moment, thousands of thunderbolts burst from the World Rune, along with countless arcane comets, pummeling towards the Twin Flower Envoys.
Powerful magic intertwined into a net, nearly covering the entire sky.
The two demi-gods sensed the lethal force behind the thunder and comets, their expressions slightly changing, but their faces bore no fear.
On the left side of her hair, adorned with petals, Ash swung her arm, summoning the Thousand Flowers Divine Sword, etched with nature's runes beloved by the elven race, into her hand.
On the other side,
Elsa, identical in appearance but with her floral adornment on the right, raised her arm. A green, oval shield, the Shield of a Thousand Woods, materialized out of thin air.
The Thousand Flowers Divine Sword and Shield of a Thousand Woods, both divine artifacts.
Not as mighty as the Lunar Bow but far beyond legendary equipment, these were gifts from the Goddess of Life herself, symbolizing their glory and achievements.
Earning divine artifacts and possessing demi-god strength,
They were highly valued envoys of the Goddess of Life.
As thunder and comets fell from the sky, Elsa raised the Shield of a Thousand Woods. With the boost of transcendent divine power, brilliant radiance surged from the divine shield.
Instantly, the sky seemed to birth a dense forest of ancient trees and vines, intertwining like pythons and dragons, forming an impregnable barrier.
Boom, boom, boom! Magic from the World Rune descended.
In the deafening explosions, countless ancient trees turned to ashes, yet they also slowed the descent of thunder and comets.
Simultaneously,
Hiss! A dazzling, thousands-of-meters-long sword light soared into the sky, against the storm of thunder and comets, creating numerous visible spatial rift
s, slashing towards the silver dragon diving from the sky with an oppressive force.
Garon's gaze sharpened, his immense body showcasing unmatched agility.
The god-transformed true dragon turned its wings, pivoting on its dragon spine, nimbly dodging the sword light.
Simultaneously,
The two demi-gods, one on each side, took to the air, charging at Garon with formidable momentum.
Despite their smaller forms compared to Garon, their aura was not any weaker. After all, they were battle-hardened demi-gods under the Goddess of Life, not to be underestimated.
Swiftly,
The silver dragon clashed with the two demi-gods.
The Time Stop domain was naturally deployed first, making the two demi-gods feel as if they were mired in mud, their reactions significantly hindered.
But then, web-like dense vines shot out from the Shield of a Thousand Woods, covering the sky, slightly hindering Garon's movement.
Boom! An invisible, disintegrating breath of time swept out, accompanying Garon's head turn, enveloping Ash, known for her offense.
The demi-god knew well the potency of dragon breath.
At equal levels, a dragon's breath could be a lethal threat to gods. However, Ash, having dealt with dragons on numerous occasions, was always wary of their breath.
Her body, wrapped in transcendent divine power, turned into a streak of light, resisting the effects of Time Stop and slow spells, her speed increasing sharply, maneuvering under the pursuit of the dragon breath.
At that moment, Elsa, holding the Shield of a Thousand Woods, brought her arms together, then fiercely struck towards Garon.
Hum! Endless radiance gathered, forming a massive shield phantom that blocked out the sun, crashing towards Garon as he spewed dragon breath.
Distracted by the other demi-god's interference, Garon couldn't focus solely on dodging Ash.
He ceased his dragon breath, time power erupting, swirling around his dragon claws.
The Claw of Temporal Rupture reached out, meeting the transcendent divine power-formed giant shield phantom, tearing it apart with all his might.
Crash! The giant shield phantom dispersed into countless light particles, Garon's body slightly swaying, feeling a strong impact. The opponent's strike, capable of collapsing mountains, was formidable indeed.
Ash, seizing the moment to breathe, leaped high, reaching a height even above Garon, then gripping the Thousand Flowers Divine Sword with both hands, she slashed heavily towards Garon's head.
The sword light, formed by billions of petals, was both beautiful and dangerous.
Garon's expression remained unchanged, a layer of golden liquid-like luster covering his dragon scales, instantly transforming him into a glittering golden dragon.
The dragon, donned in the Imaskarcana Holy Armor, flicked its tail.
The heavy, pillar-like golden tail shattered the Flower Sword, but the numerous petals didn't cease, shattered upon impact, they continued to surge in a petal rainstorm, enveloping Garon.
Ting, ting, tang, tang, the clear sound of metal collision echoed.
Garon could feel omnipresent fine vibrations.
To be honest, the sensation was quite comfortable.
Protected by the Imaskarcana Holy Armor, along with Garon's robust resistance and god-transformed physique, even as demi-gods wielding divine artifacts, injuring him was no easy feat.
Dragon wings unfurled.
The rain of petals was forcefully dispersed.
The golden dragon stirred up mighty gales, charging at Ash.
Facing the dragon far surpassing her own size, Ash made a decisive move to withdraw, creating distance, while countless vines surged skyward under Elsa's control, wrapping around Garon's body.
Though he almost instantly broke free, it momentarily held him back.
Afterward, Garon shifted his target, attempting to take down Elsa first.
The dragon's gaze shifted, and the opponent seemed to sense his malevolence.
Layer upon layer of shields emerged, encircling Elsa's body in an impenetrable defense, with the powerful Shield of a Thousand Woods blocking between Garon and Elsa.
Garon took a deep breath.
The Breath of Time Dismantling brewed in his mouth, then expelled.
Boom! The scorching breath instantly pierced through countless shields, but its ferocious momentum inevitably weakened slightly, allowing Elsa to dodge the lethal breath.
Simultaneously, another series of divine sword lights slashed towards Garon's eyes, nostrils, and other unavoidable areas.
The tricky angles of the sword lights required Garon's extra attention, forcing him to slow his pursuit of Elsa.
"Demi-god true forms, indeed not on the same level as saint avatars."
"These two are truly troublesome to deal with."
The Twin Flower Envoys, one specializing in defense, the other in offense.
And with their sisterly bond, when they joined forces, they could exhibit strength far beyond ordinary demi-gods, achieving a synergy where one plus one equals more than two. If their opponent weren't Garon, a nearly invincible being on their level, they would've been severely wounded under the combined might of the two demi-gods.
But the most crucial point was, Garon was alone.
With them two against one, they could support each other, restraining Garon, preventing him from unleashing his full power.
Time gradually passed, and soon, more than half an hour went by, with both parties still at their peak, sustaining no significant injuries.
It seemed a stalemate without a clear victor.
But for Garon, the Lord of the Dragon Court, failing to defeat two envoys would be a blow to his pride, as dragons are prideful beings.
"The Time Dragon of the Dragon Race, turns out to be just this."
During a pause in Garon's assault, the two elves spoke in unison.
Provoking the enemy, making them lose their cool, is also a battle strategy.
In reality, this was the first time the sisters faced a demi-god as powerful as Garon. At equal demi-god status, they could easily triumph against two opposing demi-gods when united. But now, outnumbering their opponent, they could only maintain a precarious balance through mutual restraint.
Moreover, the battle was actually unfavorable for them.
Garon's attacks were destructive, every move tearing the sky and sinking the earth. His peculiar dragon breath was something they dared not touch; a single hit would result in severe injury, while Garon had resisted their multiple attacks as if they were mere nuisances.
In short, Garon could afford countless mistakes, but they could only afford one.
Simultaneously, the two elven demi-gods glanced at the ravaged land, then exchanged looks, instantly understanding each other's thoughts.
In this prime material world, this planet, the dragon race had already secured victory.
They arrived too late; continuing to battle Garon, apart from risking death from a single mistake, was pointless.
It was time to leave.
The Thousand Flowers Divine Sword cleaved through space, and the two demi-gods, looking at Garon, spoke in unison: "Evil dragon, this battle ends here. We've grasped your measure. Next time we meet, we'll take your life."
Though they knew they couldn't win, they still had to make their threats.
After speaking, the two demi-gods prepared to depart.
However, the opposing dragon smirked with a somewhat sinister
smile.
"Next time?"
"You think you can oppose me after playing around for a bit."
"From the moment you descended into the world of my dragon race, your fate was sealed!"
Hum! A serene blue light washed over.
Above Garon's head appeared a phantom Imaskarcana crown, its power stabilizing the space. Garon also constructed space-sealing spells, dimensional anchors, and other magics, doubly reinforcing them, making the area's space as stable as Mount Tai in a short time.
The Time Dragon never stands alone.
The two demi-gods thought they were in a two against one situation, but in reality, it was because Garon didn't want to bother summoning Volibear and others. Besides, summoning a demi-god would consume a massive amount of his time power, requiring a long recovery afterward.
But he couldn't take down the two demi-gods quickly on his own.
With them wanting to leave, he couldn't conserve his time power any longer; he needed to go all out, employing the power of the Time Alliance.
Under the wary gazes of Ash and Elsa, the dragon roared skyward.
"Come, my brother."
"Answer my call, cross through time, and fight by my side!"
Countless strands of time power emanated from him, stirring the quietly flowing River of Time, making it lively and turbulent.
With the infusion of time power.
A low, ancient roar sounded.
Simultaneously, a silhouette of a giant bear, over sixty meters tall and formed from the waters of the River of Time, slowly emerged, finally solidifying into reality.
After leaping from the River of Time.
The bear descended towards the ground, but as it fell, it opened a pair of eyes filled with ferocity.
Boom, boom, boom! Thunder danced in the sky, dark clouds gathered.
The storm surrounding the bear's body lifted it into the clouds, standing shoulder to shoulder with Garon.
"Little brother, is this the world you're in?"
Volibear ignored the two demi-gods, looking at Garon, saying.
Garon nodded lightly, then said, "Big brother, the Time Alliance takes a lot out of me. Let's catch up after I return to Valoran. For now, let's deal with our enemies together."
Riding the storm, the bear nodded.
Following Garon's gaze, Volibear looked towards the elven demi-gods, sneering at their frail forms.
"Storm Gather! God's Descent!"
In the roaring thunder, under the suddenly changing expressions of the two demi-gods, the towering god-transformed Storm Bear stood amidst the rolling clouds, exuding a presence similar to Garon's.
"Which pantheon's demi-god are you?"
"Meddling in the war between elves and dragons, have you considered the consequences?"
Ash and Elsa's hearts sank as they spoke in unison.
"I am the Undying Tempest, the embodiment of storm and power, the god of thunder and storm!"
"To oppose my little brother is to oppose me."
"Come, face my storm and fury!"
The skies changed, dark clouds covering the sun. In Volibear's roar, endless lightning snakes and thunder dragons fell, smashing towards the elven demi-gods.
Simultaneously, Volibear, enveloped in blinding lightning and a hint of divine light, charged at Elsa.
Garon turned his gaze towards Ash, who had slashed at him numerous times, smiling slightly with a dangerous glint in his eyes, "Insects exerting all their strength cannot scratch a dragon."
"Now, try to escape from my claws."
Under Garon's control, the Time Stop domain's effect focused solely on Ash.
In an instant, the deep mire, the unshakeable binding sensation, doubled, enveloping Ash entirely.
The golden-armored beast tore through the sky, charging at the slender elven demi-god with lightning speed.
Facing Garon alone, the overwhelming pressure, like mountains collapsing and seas churning, fell entirely on Ash, her breathing becoming heavy and oppressive, feeling unprecedented pressure.
Ash bit her lip, acutely aware of the gap between her and Garon.
Looking at her sister, also faltering under the bear's attack, struggling to resist, she took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
Meanwhile,
Without Elsa's restraint, Garon easily approached, his dragon claws, like golden mountains, heavily pressing down.
Ash's pupils contracted, raising the Thousand Flowers Divine Sword in front of her.
At that moment, Ash's height was nearly 160 meters, with the divine sword almost matching her height. The hundred-meter-long sword was not small, but in front of the kilometer-winged giant dragon, it was like a dainty dagger.
Hiss! The Thousand Flowers Divine Sword collided with the golden dragon scales.
Dense runes surged, resisting the artifact's edge.
The Imaskarcana Holy Armor, forged from the Seven Secret Treasures and refined by Ornn, had reached the level of divine artifacts. Due to the gap between users, the Thousand Flowers Divine Sword only left a small crack on the golden dragon scales, hardly penetrating Garon's scales.
His defense was a combination of the Imaskarcana Holy Armor and his own dragon scales.
The demi-god dragon's scales, already akin to divine artifact armor, combined with the Imaskarcana Holy Armor, made for a defense that only the Lunar Bow, a weapon of intermediate divine power gods, posed a threat to Garon. As for Ash, inflicting wounds on him proved challenging.
Under the colossal force of the dragon claw, Ash's body was pressed towards the earth.
She attempted resistance, divine power gathering in her arms, but the vast gap in strength between her and Garon meant her divine power was insufficient to bridge it.
In the howling wind, the golden dragon, with a claw pressing the sword-wielding demi-god, descended from the sky.
Crash! Ash's body shattered the earth.
The ground cracked layer by layer, sinking deeply in a deafening sound.
Dizzied by the fierce
impact, Ash's vision blurred for a moment.
Before she could recover, the golden dragon stood upright, its powerful hind legs supporting its body, then, with the force of its mass, stomped heavily into the deep crater.
Crash! The land for hundreds of miles trembled, a seismic event of magnitude ten emerging.
The ton-heavy dragon repeatedly lifted and stomped its hind legs on the earth. Initially, Ash could resist with her dense divine power, but after a few attempts, her pupils dilated, her body crushed under the relentless stomping.
Demigods are harder to kill than divine avatars.
Being true forms, their divine power is substantial, constantly replenished by faith entering their bodies.
In their divine realms, their displayed power could increase by another level.
But choosing to descend in their true forms to the prime material world means risking death.
Demigods are indeed true gods, but are called so because, in the multiverse's history, there have been instances where demigods, descending to the prime material world, were killed by beings not yet demi-gods.
The limit of a demigod's divine power isn't very high.
Under Garon's merciless stomping, the elven demigod, once radiating a holy inviolability, was soon buried in dust, her body shattered, covered in dust and debris.
After dispersing almost all of Ash's divine power,
Garon, repeating the process, sealed her in the amber of time.
Then, looking towards the other battlefield, Volibear, amidst endless storms and thunder, smashed the final defense of the Shield of a Thousand Woods.
Rolling thunder struck Elsa.
Elsa's divine power, resisting the storm's force, was quickly depleted.
As Volibear aimed to crush Elsa with a claw, Garon arrived, stopping him, saying, "Brother, a living demi-god is more useful to me."
Volibear halted at his words.
Then, Garon sealed the other demi-god in time amber as well.
Unless faith vanishes, demigods have a chance to revive.
Being captured and sealed sometimes instills more fear and dread in gods than being killed outright.
Garon looked up at the sky, declaring, "Elven pantheon's demi-gods, feel free to descend again."
"One or two, I'm waiting for you all!"
The silent sky offered no response.
But Garon knew his words had reached the ears of the elven deities.
"Showing off, little brother. I didn't see this side of you in Valoran," Volibear laughed.
The two godly figures then reverted from their god-transformed states.
Looking at Volibear, formed from the power of time, Garon could feel the continuous drain of his time power. Summoning Volibear also consumed a lot at once, now leaving him quite depleted.
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