"In the kingdom of the gods, there is ample space. You can stay here for a while longer."
In the golden ocean forged from gold, the Mother of Dragons bathed in an endless sea of golden solution, speaking softly to Garon.
As the Mother of Dragons said, no dragon would dislike such a place.
Garon's old dream was to roam in a sea of treasures. The landscape of the Mother of Dragons' divine realm matched his ideals, but Garon did not plan to stay long.
He would soon return directly to the Dragon Court sub-plane and not visit Earth either.
As for the lesson he intended for the nation that had offended him, Garon had already carried it out.
During a chase with the first generation Aeternal Dragon King, while passing by the lighthouse country, Garon lowered his flying altitude, and two kilometer-long dragons swept over the country's territory at high speed.
The substantial storm stirred up by the two dragons left the territory of the lighthouse country fragmented.
Countless humans perished amidst this, and although it was not completely annihilated, the country suffered unprecedented trauma.
Garon did not directly attack the lighthouse country, but a bit of malice from a demigod was not something a mortal realm could withstand.
And his goodwill was not necessarily something that Earth could endure either.
Hence, the saying that one should not directly invoke the name of a god has always circulated in the world of mortals.
Because if one were to catch the attention of a god, whether with good or bad intentions, whether deliberately or not, it could bring unimaginable circumstances. If lucky, one might ascend to the heavens, but more often than not, one would fall into a hellish situation.
Unbeknownst to him, Garon had grown to a level where a single move or thought could lead to the prosperity or doom of countless lives.
Returning to the main story.
Garon swam slowly in the golden sea, looking up and asking with curious tone, "Mother of Dragons, how many kinds of powerful divine forces exist in this hell?"
When Garon first arrived in the Afnas Hell, he felt a pervasive sense of threat.
Hell was not the main material world.
Many powerful beings lived here, native devils, as well as gods like the Mother of Dragons.
After some thought, the Mother of Dragons told Garon: "To my knowledge, there are at least nine."
"Each layer of the nine hells has a devil duke, a lord of hell, all of whom are quite powerful."
After a pause, the Mother of Dragons' tone became a bit more solemn, "Especially the deepest layer, the ninth layer of Nessus Hell, its lord is the master of all nine layers, the Lord of the Nine, Asmodeus."
"The other eight devil dukes all obey the orders of the Lord of the Nine."
The Mother of Dragons did not specify how powerful the Lord of the Nine was, but considering that eight powerful devil dukes obeyed this hell's overlord, its strength was probably at the very top among the powerful divine forces.
Immediately.
Regarding hell and the abyss, the two evil entities' strongholds, Garon transformed into a myriad of 'whys,' incessantly throwing questions at the Mother of Dragons.
Questions such as how devils and demons are born, why they all covet mortals' souls, and how they propagate their kind, and so forth.
His curiosity was always strong.
The heritage of dragons contained everything, but many were just briefly mentioned without detailed knowledge.
A being like the Mother of Dragons, who had lived untold ages, was a living dictionary of history, nearly omniscient.
At the same time, as an immortal, the Mother of Dragons was patient and smilingly answered Garon's questions one by one.
Time passed quietly.
Occasionally, dragons tens of meters long flew towards the golden sea to roam, but upon seeing the Mother of Dragons and another silver dragon there, they quickly changed direction and stayed away from this place.
Not much later.
Garon and the Mother of Dragons chatted while leaving the golden ocean.
The Mother of Dragons then took Garon to visit other masterpieces within her divine realm.
A gem sun floating in the sky illuminated the entire divine realm, mountains crafted from emerald and agate stretched endlessly, a mountainous statue made of gold and silver, and a majestic crystal palace built among the mountains with white crystal.
"This is my palace," the Mother of Dragons said as Garon gazed at the crystal palace.
Pausing, the Mother of Dragons narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice rising a bit as she licked her lips and said, "The first generation Aeternal Dragon King is now beneath the crystal palace."
Garon's expression shifted as he asked, "Mother of Dragons, what plans do you have for the first generation Aeternal Dragon King?"
"I see its injuries are so severe that it can no longer heal itself. It's about to die."
The Mother of Dragons chuckled softly, saying, "Of course, my power is not so easily endured."
"But as long as I withdraw my power, it will recover quickly."
The body of the first generation Aeternal Dragon King had been gravely wounded by the Mother of Dragons, constantly eroded by her malevolent power, and even its divine dragon physique couldn't heal on its own.
"I see," Garon nodded slightly.
Now that the first generation Aeternal Dragon King was in the Mother of Dragons' divine realm, it was unlikely to stir up any trouble.
A god in their own divine realm would have enhanced strength in all aspects, plus they could command numerous divine servants and followers. Even if the first generation Aeternal Dragon King regained its peak strength, it would still be easily suppressed by the Mother of Dragons here.
Entering the crystal palace, Garon, led by the Mother of Dragons, roamed through this magnificent palace.
On the walls made of crystal, Garon saw many murals depicting the legendary stories created by the Mother of Dragons, telling of her great divine deeds.
"Hmm, just like my Immortal Fortress."
Garon thought to himself, wondering if most dragons like to record their glorious deeds for their own viewing or to have their followers recount them to praise their greatness and satisfy their vanity.
"I'm actually curious about how the first generation Aeternal Dragon King ended up as an enemy to both you and the Metal Dragon God."
"Did it go mad?"
Stopping in the grand hall of the splendid crystal palace, Garon asked.
At that moment, the Mother of Dragons, now transformed back into a mesmerizing hundred-meter-tall woman, casually spread her hands, displaying an innocent look, and said, "You know, my conflict with Bahamut has been ongoing for countless millennia."
"So I occasionally come up with some bad ideas to create some trouble for Bahamut."
"But that can't really be blamed on me, right?"
Garon looked at the Mother of Dragons, who appeared this way, and then cooperatively said, "I think that's understandable."
The Mother of Dragons smiled slightly and continued, "Originally, I, the first generation Aeternal Dragon King, and Bahamut, we were all well-known beings among the dragon race, all possessing similar powerful divine forces."
"However, Bahamut and I, as dragon gods, always had a prestige that was much higher than that of the first generation Aet
ernal Dragon King."
"This caused the first generation Aeternal Dragon King, whose strength was on the same level as ours and not much different, to feel dissatisfied and jealous."
The Mother of Dragons looked down, her gaze seeming to pierce through the earth to the first generation Aeternal Dragon King now beneath the crystal palace.
"It disguised its feelings well, but I saw through its mentality and told it that Bahamut was just a facade. With my help, it could replace him."
"Thus, after learning a non-existent weakness of a dragon god from me, the first generation Aeternal Dragon King went to trouble Bahamut."
The Mother of Dragons' laughter trembled like flowers in the wind, revealing a mischievous triumph.
"I still remember Bahamut's incredulous expression when he was attacked by the first generation Aeternal Dragon King."
"It was really fun."
Listening to the Mother of Dragons, Garon, who gradually understood the cause and effect, had a black line on his face.
This Mother of Dragons seemed a bit unreliable.
He thought to himself.
At the same time, the Mother of Dragons' laughter slowly ceased, and she continued, "The first generation Aeternal Dragon King realized the weakness was false after being injured by Bahamut, then came to Hell to confront me, speaking to me with disrespect. You know what happened after that."
Garon shook his head slightly, not sure how to describe the first generation Aeternal Dragon King.
That guy was too reckless; his brain definitely wasn't very effective.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have dragged his injured body to a dragon god's territory to question the dragon god.
"Now that the first generation Aeternal Dragon King has fallen into your hands, how do you plan to deal with it?" Garon asked.
The Mother of Dragons candidly said, "I've told you before, I want this arrogant dragon to become my loyal hound."
"As for how to train it, that's my little secret."
Garon wasn't interested in knowing how the Mother of Dragons planned to train the first generation Aeternal Dragon King.
In any case, it wouldn't be a gentle method.
As they talked, the Mother of Dragons mentioned the divinity she had promised to Garon.
"The Sunset Sage, his combat power among the elven deities is not considered top-notch."
"However, because of his identity as the god of fate and history, killing him and seizing his divinity is much more difficult than targeting ordinary medium divine powers."
"And if he sees that things are not going his way, he might directly destroy his own divinity."
Garon frowned slightly and said, "You mean, switch to a different divinity?"
If that were the case, his fondness for the Mother of Dragons would plummet.
The Mother of Dragons looked at Garon, showing her teeth in a smile, and said, "No, no, no, I promised you this divinity, and I will get it for you. However, I have two options for you."
Garon raised his head and said, "Please speak."
The Mother of Dragons raised a slender white finger and slowly said, "First, wait for several decades, or even a hundred years, until I have tamed the first generation Aeternal Dragon King, then use the first generation Aeternal Dragon King as a trump card to assassinate the Sunset Sage."
The first generation Aeternal Dragon King, not yet dead and soon to regain its peak strength, would be a bomb whenever released, a bomb that would catch the elven pantheon off guard.
While Garon went to the main material world to entangle with the first generation Aeternal Dragon King, the Mother of Dragons was not idle.
She used her power to shield everything that happened on Earth at that time, and only Garon, the Mother of Dragons, and the Metal Dragon God knew that the first generation Aeternal Dragon King was still alive.
Just listening to the Mother of Dragons, if relying on the first generation Aeternal Dragon King, it would take a long time.
Before this guy was tamed, the Mother of Dragons would not let him appear.
Garon looked at the Mother of Dragons, waiting for what came next.
He felt that the Mother of Dragons wanted him to make the second choice.
After all, the first generation Aeternal Dragon King as a trump card could be used at a more critical moment than killing a medium divine power.
Under Garon's gaze, the Mother of Dragons raised another finger, her eyes revealing a hint of danger, and said, "Second, you find a spell, then cooperate with me in the outer planes, and personally participate in the battle to slay a god!"
The idea of personally slaying a god shook Garon.
The gap between a medium divine power and a demigod was like a chasm.
The words of the Mother of Dragons shocked and intrigued Garon, but they also filled him with a bit of excitement and anticipation.
The spell mentioned by the Mother of Dragons was evidently crucial.
Garon exhaled and asked the Mother of Dragons, "What kind of spell would allow me to participate in a battlefield beyond demigods?"
The Mother of Dragons smiled slightly, speaking with a tone of nostalgia, "Over the long years, this multiverse has seen many spellcasters who astounded and disgusted the gods."
"These mortals, with no reverence for the gods, always try to steal the powers of the gods, aiming to replace them."
Her voice paused, and the Mother of Dragons told Garon, "And once, a spellcaster succeeded, although only for a moment."
"But in that moment, he truly seized all the might of a god."
Garon's eyes widened.
"How many rings is the spell? What level of deity?"
Curious about the spellcaster, he eagerly asked.
The Mother of Dragons said, "Ascension, a twelve-ring spell called the Ascension Technique, and its target at the time was the first generation Goddess of Magic, a powerful divine power."
Ascension Technique. Garon's eyes sparkled.
He could hardly imagine how intricately profound a twelve-ring spell must be to affect a powerful divine power, and what kind of person could create such a spell?
"A twelve-ring spell effective against powerful divine power is simply incredible."
The Mother of Dragons nodded, saying, "Thus, spellcasters have always been a source of disaster in the multiverse. That spell, along with the first generation Goddess of Magic's arrogance and curiosity, led to Her downfall and the birth of the second generation Goddess of Magic."
Pausing, the Mother of Dragons continued, "The Ascension Technique can seize all the might of a powerful divine power for a moment if the deity underestimates the threat, directly taking their place."
"If the target is a medium divine power, it can affect them for more than just a moment."
"And in the battle of deities, this effect lasting more than a moment means an irreversible defeat."
Undoubtedly, a spell capable of replacing a powerful divine power, even if only for a moment, even if due to the deity's arrogance, but regardless of any limitations, was a taboo-like, heaven-defying spell.
"What happened to the spellcaster who created this spell?" Garon asked.
The Mother of Dragons' expression showed pity as she said, "A mortal spellcaster does not possess the corresponding divine status, and even if he was brilliant, the vast knowledge and power of a powerful divine power, even
just glimpsing it for a moment, was enough to cause him to collapse and die."
"How can I get this spell?" Garon was moved.
The Mother of Dragons told Garon, "The Ascension Technique was only cast once in history, indirectly leading to the destruction of a magic empire, the downfall of the first generation Goddess of Magic, and other disasters."
"Afterward, the second generation Goddess of Magic sealed all records of this spell, supposedly throwing them into the center of a black hole located in a cosmic realm."
"You can go to the era when it was just researched, learn it, then return to the current timeline."
Garon nodded, knowing what he had to do.
Just like he had obtained the Imaskarcana Holy Garment and learned Giant God Transformation, he had the opportunity to obtain treasures buried in different timelines amidst the currents of time.
And this was a major benefit of being a Time Dragon.
Through his communication with the Mother of Dragons, Garon had already understood his special nature.
Beings with time abilities were rare, and Time Dragons undoubtedly had the highest status among them.
As for deities with time divine portfolios, although they also had the ability to travel through different timelines, they faced great restrictions in different timelines and had a chance of getting lost in the infinite timelines.
Because the river of time never welcomed deities.
This ancient and vast river would set up trials and traps for deities who ventured into its realm, making it difficult for them to move forward.
Only Garon, a favored child of the river of time, could travel through different timelines without much consequence.
Thus, in the realm of deities, the time divine portfolio was not very useful to gods.
For instance, the first generation Goddess of Magic, this powerful divine power also had a time portfolio but could not foresee her indirect downfall due to a mortal.
"Alright, could you tell me more specifically about this spell?"
Garon's dragon tail swayed unconsciously, a bit excited.
"It originated on the continent of Faerûn, from a magic empire called Netheril."
"A great arcanist named Karsus created the Ascension Technique, and because of it, he was known to the gods, and also perished because of it."
Hearing the Mother of Dragons' words, Garon was stunned.
Faerûn, Netheril—these terms were all too familiar to him.
After all, Garon had spent even more years in Faerûn than in the main timeline, a full fifty years, giving him a good understanding of Faerûn's arcane system, power distribution, and local customs.
"I didn't expect it to be in Faerûn, and also a spell created by a Netheril arcanist."
Garon fell silent, thinking of the ancient Imaskarcana Empire, destroyed by the holy ones, and of Ioelum, his mentor and friend. This great arcanist had given Garon much guidance and inspiration in the field of magic.
"It seems I need to make another trip to the continent of Faerûn."
According to the Mother of Dragons, the Ascension Technique also led to the destruction of the Netheril Empire, which is a part of the history that occurred in the main timeline. The magic empire led to its peak by Ioelum and a group of arcanists ultimately perished due to another great arcanist's spell, adding a touch of drama to this historical episode.
Garon decided to expand the advantage in the main material world's warzone a bit more, and after reducing the pressure on the material world's dragon race a bit, he would go to Faerûn to obtain the Ascension Technique.
This powerful and effective spell, he was determined to possess.
Then, after thinking for a while, Garon took out a time amber and said to the Mother of Dragons, "I have an artifact here, but it refuses to recognize me as its master. Do you have a way to modify its will?"
The Mother of Dragons was confident in successfully training the first generation Aeternal Dragon King, a near powerful divine power.
Garon thought she should be able to handle an artifact of medium divine power.
Going to the Valoran continent specifically, compared to directly asking the Mother of Dragons for help, would be much more troublesome. Since he was already here, letting the Mother of Dragons help with a small favor was also not a bad idea.
The Mother of Dragons glanced at the Moonkey God Bow.
At the same time, Garon withdrew the time amber.
Exposed under the Mother of Dragons' gaze, the Moonkey God Bow trembled slightly, as if shivering under her oppressive aura.
"Moonkey God Bow, the artifact of Solonor."
"Its lethality is very strong, and it's a rare treasure for you."
"That guy probably regrets letting a saint use his artifact now."
The Mother of Dragons chuckled, raised her hand, and the Moonkey God Bow flew into her palm.
The Moonkey sprite appeared, looking fearfully at the Mother of Dragons and said, "What, what do you want to do?"
The hundred-meter-tall humanoid Mother of Dragons lowered her head, staring at the little sprite with gem-like black eyes, and grinned, "Little one, it's an honor for you to follow our clan's Time Dragon."
Under the Mother of Dragons' oppression, the little sprite closed her eyes, made up her mind.
Click, click, the Moonkey God Bow trembled even more violently, and the surrounding air vibrated like boiling water, filled with a sharp intent.
The artifact spirit wanted to self-destruct.
But with one look from the Mother of Dragons, the space was sealed, and the trembling of the Moonkey God Bow also abruptly stopped.
The next moment, a dense evil power, like a black tide, covered the Moonkey God Bow, continuously seeping into the depths of the artifact. The originally moon-white longbow rapidly acquired a pattern of multicolored dragon scales on its surface.
The Moonkey sprite, originally dressed in a plain white exquisite gown.
But under the infusion of the Mother of Dragons' power, the sprite's clothes flickered between light and dark, quickly turning into a black miniskirt that showed off two pale long legs, and it was even made of a semi-transparent thin fabric.
Garon could feel that the sprite's eyes seemed to change.
The originally pure and kind eyes became filled with enchantment and allure.
Noticing Garon looking at her, the little Moonkey even playfully raised her eyebrows at Garon, her eyes swirling, and unabashedly pushed out her chest.
"Master, from now on, Moonkey belongs to you."
"Please use me as you wish."
Garon looked at the Mother of Dragons and said, "Mother of Dragons, have you turned the artifact spirit into an evil alignment?"
Looking at the transformed Moonkey, Garon was quite helpless.
"Isn't she much prettier than the previous sprite?"
"She's now yours, you can use her as you wish."
"You should know, artifact spirits have the ability to materialize, don't waste it."
The Mother of Dragons revealed a mischievous smile and said, "I'm looking forward to Solonor's frantic expression when he sees this scene."
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