"Unfair, unfair! Let's go again."
"Being able to summon mirror images is totally cheating."
In the vast, silent, and cold star system, two colossal dragons faced each other amidst the remnants of shattered planets, now reduced to space debris.
These were none other than Garon and Yona.
At this moment, Yona was angrily demanding a rematch with Garon, insisting he not use the Temporal Mirror.
In the cosmic expanse, the silver dragon nodded slightly, "No problem, let's go again."
With those words, the two dragons shot towards each other like differently colored meteors, tracing beautiful, dangerous arcs in space before colliding.
Boom!
Like needlepoint against wheat, when the two dragons collided, a powerful shockwave erupted in a ring, spreading infinitely.
And this was just the beginning.
Waves of destructive energy surged, with the intangible Time River and World Force trembling incessantly, turning the location of Garon and Yona into a deadly zone.
The already shattered remnants of planets were further pulverized, with fragments either ground into finer dust, flung far away by shockwaves, or controlled by Yona's force, converging from all directions to attack Garon.
At this moment, the silver dragon in space seemed like a magnet.
Countless fragments of planetary debris continuously flew towards the silver dragon, ultimately layering upon each other and encasing him in a planetary core.
"Hahaha, I won! Isn't my new ability amazing?"
"From now on, I'm the boss. Garon, you'll have to listen to me. When I say east, you can't go west."
Standing proudly, Yona laughed heartily, her excitement evident as she gazed at the newly formed, motionless, towering planet.
However.
Garon didn't let his partner celebrate for long.
Crack, crack.
The massive, tightly packed planet began to tremble violently, the movement growing more intense.
Soon, pieces of rock started separating along their original paths, in perfect order, as if time had reversed the planet's formation process. The intangible power of time had enveloped the entire planet.
Simultaneously.
Yona widened her eyes, using all her strength to control the gravity once more, attempting to reseal Garon.
On Garon's dragon claw, the Black Scaled Ring rotated counterclockwise steadily, extending the power of time to counter Yona's force. Despite Yona's efforts and panting, she couldn't reseal the silver dragon.
Swish!
A silver light streaked through space as Garon emerged from the gaps in the debris, his eyes fixed on Yona.
Numerous time chains materialized, wrapping around Yona's limbs, neck, tail, waist—soon binding the Power Dragon maiden almost like a mummy.
Under Garon's smiling gaze.
After struggling in shame for a while, Yona, still entangled in time chains, lifted her head and said to Garon, "Let's go again. This time, no time reversal."
The silver dragon shook his head, "I might as well not use any abilities and just stand here taking hits."
As he spoke, the time chains dissolved into the intangible power of time, returning to Garon, freeing Yona.
Yona stretched her body, humming, "Good idea. I won't take advantage either. Let's have a physical fight."
Hearing this, Garon scrutinized Yona, then himself, and couldn't help but smile, "Little Yona, give up. Think about what you're saying."
Yona looked at the silver dragon, much larger than herself, and realizing she was even less of a match in terms of physique, she sighed, "Alright, alright, I give up."
This brief battle for family status ended with Garon's victory.
"My shoulder hurts from you hitting it with that planet. Massage it for me."
As the victor, Garon spoke arrogantly, beckoning Yona with his claw.
Yona huffed but moved beside Garon and followed his instructions.
The silver dragon half-closed his eyes, looking very satisfied.
"Here too."
"My tail is itchy."
"My back feels scratchy."
"My neck is stiff."
"I'm hungry, feed me."
"…"
Hearing Garon's growing list of demands, Yona turned her head angrily, saying, "Garon, you're being unreasonable. You're just bossing me around. I'm not listening anymore."
Garon opened his eyes, laughed, and gently rubbed his head against Yona's, "Alright, I was just teasing. You look so cute when you're mad."
Yona turned away, pretending to be angry.
Garon pursued her, rubbing his head affectionately a few more times until Yona could no longer maintain her angry facade, and they began to play in the vast cosmos.
After some time, they returned to the Dragon Court Plane.
Inside the Eternal Hall, Yona said, "Garon, see if there are any worlds in need of me. I want to fight in the war and share some of your burden."
In the past War of Glory, and with her current question, it was clear that Yona didn't fight for the dragons.
She merely wanted to be with Garon.
Since Garon chose to join the war, Yona stood by his side, facing his enemies together.
Garon thought for a moment, "Of course, your prowess is highly needed during wartime. The more excellent fighters like you, the better."
Although Yona wasn't Garon's match, at the same level, her combat power far exceeded that of ordinary deities and pseudo-divine beings.
Hearing Garon's slight praise, Yona raised her neck proudly, "Give me a world coordinate, and I'll go immediately. Let me show you how formidable your mate is."
The silver dragon shook his head, "Going to one Material Plane at a time is inefficient. It's better to descend in multiple worlds simultaneously through power avatars."
"Unless you encounter an opponent that avatars can't handle, it's best to avoid using your main body."
Listening to Garon, Yona blinked, "But I'm not good at using avatars."
Gods and pseudo-divine beings were different.
Gods excelled at descending through avatars, using worshippers as vessels to appear in many worlds simultaneously. But pseudo-divine beings, lacking faith-based powers, struggled to project themselves similarly.
However, pseudo-divine beings didn't need to compete for faith, relying on other advantages.
The silver dragon raised his claw, pointing to his head.
More precisely, he pointed to his dragon horns.
Following Garon's gesture, the Power Dragon maiden looked at his horns.
The three pairs of horns, shining like jade and silver, arched together into a crown-like shape. By dragon standards, they were mesmerizing and majestic, exuding a kingly aura.
Garon's three pairs of horns were among Yona's favorite features.
As she gazed, Yona's eyes seemed glued to them.
Garon waved his claw in front of Yona to regain her attention.
"I can share the power of the Dragon Court Contract with you."
"Through the Dragon Court Contract, you can project your power and will across planes, achieving a god-like descent."
As he spoke, the Contract Horns glowed more brilliantly.
At Garon's will, the light transferred to Yona, forming a new, smaller pair of horns on her head, while Garon's horns dimmed slightly.
Yona's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at her new horns, touching them in amazement.
"Didn't know it could do that."
If a dragon wanted, they could use high-level transformation spells to cover their head with horns. However, while other creatures might not notice, other dragons would, seeing the fakes with disdain.
Dragon horns are a significant feature.
Few dragons use transformation spells to grow extra horns.
However, the Contract Horns, a blend of countless dragons' beliefs and power, felt and looked genuine.
"Give it a try. Feel the prayers from the Dragon Court dragons."
"The Dragon Court Contract will let you experience being a dragon god."
The Dragon Court Contract was created by the dragon gods when the Dragon Court was established, similar in many ways to how gods respond to faith.
Yona, intrigued, nodded and began to focus on using the Dragon Court Contract under Garon's guidance.
One Material Plane, the Blazing Wind Continent.
In the Bone Swamp, spanning over five hundred kilometers north to south and over a thousand kilometers east to west, a legendary black dragon fought a swamp giant.
Their battle ravaged the swamp's low-lying waterbed, destroying shrubs, moss-covered rocks, trees, leaving either severe corrosion marks or layers of mud.
It was night.
Gray clouds veiled the moonlight, casting the Bone Swamp into deeper darkness.
Whoosh!
The legendary black dragon dodged the swamp giant's attack, seizing the chance to unleash its dragon breath.
A stream of corrosive acid breath engulfed the swamp giant's face.
The swamp giant didn't evade, letting the acid hit its head.
Sizzling... Acrid white smoke rose, enveloping the giant's head.
Unbothered, the giant wiped the acid from its face, revealing a pitted, moving mud surface.
Meanwhile, under the giant's thigh, something like mice moved under its skin, gathering towards its head. The corroded pits on its face quickly healed.
"Damn, this giant counters my abilities."
Swamp giants, while not common true giants, were still a type of true giant, like rare special dragon species.
These giants, with bodies of flesh and mud, continuously healed as long as they stood in suitable swamp areas, making them difficult opponents.
Especially here.
The Bone Swamp was vast and expansive.
Boom!
A mud hand emerged, grabbing at the black dragon.
The bony black
dragon flapped its wings, tearing apart the giant fingers, soaring up and engaging the swamp giant in close combat, causing waves in the swamp, creating a startling scene.
After a while.
Massive waves, dozens of meters high, surged from all sides, like a closing flower, towards the black dragon.
The black dragon rose swiftly on the updraft, narrowly escaping the closing waves.
Gazing at the unscathed swamp giant, the black dragon looked grim.
"This thing is unkillable in the swamp."
"Unless I change the battlefield, continuing will exhaust me, risking death."
The legendary black dragon panted heavily, having consumed much energy and magic, contemplating retreat.
Prolonging the fight was futile.
The swamp giant didn't pursue into the sky.
Though a legendary swamp giant could fly, it was no match for a legendary black dragon in the air.
Looking at the hesitant black dragon, the swamp giant taunted, "As a black dragon, you favor the swamp, but you can't compare to me."
"Running away already?"
The taunt succeeded, and the black dragon grew furious.
"Running away? You ugly thing, if you dare leave the swamp, I'll tear you apart in an instant."
Cursing, the black dragon also called out to the Dragon Lord for help.
As a member of the Dragon Court, battling giants allowed dragons to call on the Dragon Lord for assistance.
Given the war's widespread conflict, only a small fraction of members received responses. Even so, the legendary black dragon tried its luck, requesting aid.
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