Chapitre 391: Chapter 391: The First Encounter between the Time Dragon and the Iridescent Dragon
In the continent of Noah, a small-sized primary material world birthed by Garon, soaring in a straight line towards the sky and climbing tens of thousands of meters will lead one to encounter an intangible yet tangible planar barrier.
The planar crystal barrier separates countless primary material worlds.
It acts as both a protection and a restriction.
Generally, only high-level spellcasters possess the ability to traverse these planes.
For those who are not spellcasters but warriors or similar professions, it typically requires legendary prowess to undertake planar travel.
Unlike ordinary primary material worlds.
The primary material world where the Alpha Theia Empire is located possesses a space vast as a galaxy.
Planets float within this cosmic galaxy, adorning the void. On these stars live countless species, and naturally, planets suitable for the birth of intelligent life are rare even in such immense galactic primary material worlds.
The eighteen satellite worlds of Alpha Theia are not naturally formed.
These satellite worlds have been transformed by the magical power of the Alpha Theia Empire to be habitable for various species.
Alpha Theia Empire's primary star, the Celestial Realm.
Whoosh!
A bright flash of silver light streaks across the sky, vanishing in an instant.
The sound of a roaring wind comes belatedly after the disappearance of the silver light.
This so-called silver light is actually the Time Dragon, clad in shimmering silver scales, moving at high speed, pulling streaks of light behind it, with faint black rings within, mysterious and unfathomable.
As the dragon flaps its wings, the landscapes within Garon's view stretch into colorful threads of light.
Turning its head, the dragon looks back at the primary star of the Alpha Theia Empire.
As Garon ascends higher, and looks back at the empire's primary star, the Morning Dawn Island situated in the cerulean sea now appears as a trivial black dot on a wide fabric of sky-blue ocean patterns.
However, Garon could focus its vision instantly if it so wishes.
Despite being tens of thousands of meters away, Garon can still see the inhabitants of Morning Dawn Island looking up towards the heavens, and even the tiny insects moving orderly among the dense foliage.
Just a fleeting glance.
Garon turns its gaze forward.
In just a moment, it has breached the atmosphere that guards the primary star of the Alpha Theia Empire, exposing its body to the vacuum of space.
The vacuum of space is a dangerous place in any primary material world.
Various invisible high-energy rays, radiation particles, and the horrific cold can instantly rob a flesh and body of its vitality, turning it into a corpse floating through space.
At this moment.
Garon feels the various energy flows from the cosmic galaxy. The silver giant dragon, moving at high speed, becomes even more dazzling as its scales interact with these energies, appearing quite spectacular.
Ordinary life forms perceive the vacuum of space as dark and silent.
But with Garon's enhanced vision and magical energy senses, it can see a sky full of brilliantly shining stars and various extraordinary starlights filling the cosmos, colorful and vivid, though invisible to ordinary creatures.
Star rings, meteor belts, magical satellites.
Compared to primary material planets, the vacuum of space seems even more boundless and infinite.
"Sometimes the star realm is called the silver cosmos, similar to the vacuum of space, but the actual situation is quite different."
While heading towards the seventh satellite world, Garon surveys its surroundings, enjoying the scenery along the way, and internally compares it with the star realm.
The star realm is not actually dangerous.
As long as one possesses mental power, one can move freely within the star realm. Although the creatures of the star realm are immortal, their life levels are not necessarily higher than those of the primary material world's creatures.
Hiss.
Garon takes a deep breath.
With Garon's breath, a breath of wind carrying mild energy flows into its lungs, nourishing Garon's body.
"The stellar transformation project of the Alpha Theia Empire is truly unimaginable."
Garon does not know how the Alpha Theia Empire achieved it.
The space where it currently resides, the vacuum of space, is actually much safer and milder than other primary material world's vacuums because there is wind everywhere, permeating every inch of the galaxy.
This wind, known as the Song of Wind Cyclone, originates from a spell.
It allows space travelers to breathe freely, replenishing some physical strength and energy, and also enables the cosmic fleets of the Alpha Theia Empire to travel faster and more efficiently between the primary star and its satellites, with less energy consumption.
In the proud narration of Marian, the Song of Wind Cyclone was a great masterpiece of the Academy of the Glory of the Sky thousands of years ago.
Initially, all the wind mages of the Academy of the Glory of the Sky resonated their magical power at the same time, casting spells collectively, which extended the
influence of the Song of Wind Cyclone to the entire galaxy, ushering the Alpha Theia Empire into the era of space travel.
"Close to the primary material world of the Alpha Theia Empire, really thankful for those wind mages."
Garon mutters to itself in its mind.
If it weren't for the resources and territories of the entire galaxy waiting for the Alpha Theia Empire to develop, almost inexhaustibly, they would have started invading other primary material worlds rather than staying in their home world.
Time quietly passes by.
In the vacuum of space, there are no reference points, making distance a difficult number to calculate.
Garon does not know how far it has dashed.
However, its precise sense of time tells it that it has probably been speeding at full thrust for about a month now.
The universe is too vast, even just at the galactic scale.
When Garon feels bored, it sometimes lazily uses spatial teleportation, jumping instantly across vast distances. If it weren't for these occasional spatial jumps, it would take many times longer to cover the same distance.
At this time.
The seventh satellite world in Garon's view is gradually becoming clear.
Concentrating its mind, Garon can vaguely see the surface of the seventh satellite world now.
In the boundless, silent vacuum of space.
Garon, transformed into a streak of light, quietly dashes at high speed, flying past like a silver ghost in the backdrop of the universe.
Some time later.
The silver giant dragon comes to a stop, hovering in place.
Ahead of Garon appears an area filled with irregular meteors.
Countless, large and small meteors ceaselessly drift, move, and collide. They burst into dazzling yet silent sparks, eventually extinguishing in the quiet vacuum of space.
"Not very far from the seventh satellite world now."
Garon's gaze penetrates the meteor belt, looking towards the seventh satellite world.
Previously, when encountering such meteor belts, Garon would directly construct a space gate to jump across. However, the meteor belt now in front of Garon is the last barrier.
Looking at the countless meteors, after some contemplation, an eager expression appears on Garon's faceplate.
Then, the silver giant dragon's wings gently flap.
Gathering its strength, Garon takes a deep breath and dives headfirst.
Boom!
The Song of Wind everywhere is blown open by Garon's wings, radiating a circular shockwave far and wide.
At the same time, the silver giant dragon's body vanishes from its original position.
Rumble.
The massive silver light fiercely crashes through the meteor belt.
Wherever it passes, chunks of meteors containing vast amounts of metallic minerals, extremely hard, are struck by the giant dragon's body. Some are thrown far away, some are shattered, and some even turn directly into powder.
Metallic substances in the meteors rub against the dragon's scales.
At the same time, they emit sparks, pulling silver lightning-like streams on Garon's scales.
Just like that.
A path of sparks and lightning.
The silver giant dragon brutally crashes through the meteor belt, creating a clear path in its wake.
Soon.
Garon crosses through the meteor belt.
Turning its head back to look at the meteor belt, the giant dragon's face shows a sense of unfulfilled desire.
The sensation of hardness generated by the meteors colliding with Garon's body felt like a massage, quite comfortable. After an uninhibited charge, Garon now feels quite satisfied.
Staring at the battered meteor belt, Garon thinks for a moment and decides not to further harm this place.
If the meteors here possessed life, they would definitely be breathing a sigh of relief right now.
Turning its head towards the clearer view of the seventh satellite world, Garon flaps its wings, gathering its energy, unleashing the power of time throughout its body, and accelerates to an extreme speed, rapidly approaching.
Some time later.
The surface of the seventh satellite world now fills Garon's vision.
Its gaze penetrates the thick atmosphere enveloping the entire planet, and the surface scenery of the seventh satellite world becomes fully visible to Garon.
Due to magical transformation, making it suitable for the people of Alpha Theia to live, the scenery here is quite similar to that of the Alpha Theia Empire's primary star.
Wherever its gaze reaches.
Garon sees towers and fortresses, citadels and palaces, villas and manors—
Architecture more suited to wilderness settings, surrounded by farmland or forests or mountain ranges, separated by winding streets like waves. Each massive building is dazzling, and all the urban scenery glows with magical brilliance, with colors so vivid they startle and amaze.
Continuing towards the seventh satellite world.
In just a few seconds, the giant dragon's body will soon touch the atmosphere here.
Just then.
Garon suddenly feels dozens of direct gazes and many more hidden surveillances inspecting it.
Numer
ous gazes carry a tangible oppression.
If ordinary creatures were stared at like this, they would instantly suffer mental breakdowns under the invisible yet tangible oppressive force.
"A true dragon from afar, please state your identity."
"The seventh satellite world does not welcome unidentified demigods."
A gust of wind sweeps by, carrying the other party's will, reaching Garon's ears.
At the outer edges of the seventh satellite world's atmosphere, magical alert lines are spread. Creatures like Garon, who directly traverse the vacuum of space, are detected by the supreme mages here as soon as they arrive, immediately attracting attention.
An unidentified demigod.
They would not casually allow entry into the satellite world.
The reason is simple.
If a demigod creature goes berserk within the satellite world, the damage to the world's environment would be unimaginable. Even the powerful Alpha Theia Empire, with its three thousand supreme mages, has only a few demigods, all part of the empire's deepest reserves.
Meanwhile.
Garon lowers its gaze towards a space on the eastern side of the seventh satellite world's surface.
In that airspace, a tower entirely composed of blue crystals is floating amidst endless raging winds.
Inside the Sky Tower, the gaze looking at Garon is the most powerful.
Garon's gaze narrows slightly as it looks towards the blue tower.
Because they are of the same life level, demigod creatures sense each other.
The master of this tower is a demigod wind mage.
Then looking towards the other side, in a vast academy filled with magical traces, the Flames Dominion Academy, a curious and astonished gaze is precisely captured by Garon.
The rich dragon aura, even across vast distances, is sensed by Garon.
"If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a true dragon supreme mage named Isaac, also a demigod."
Garon silently thinks.
Just having arrived at the outer layer of the seventh satellite world's atmosphere, without officially stepping into this world, Garon has already had its first encounter with a suspected Iridescent Dragon.
The speaker is the master of the tower.
Garon's kinfolk merely silently watch, casting their gazes towards him.
"I come from an alternate plane world, starting from the primary star of the Alpha Theia Empire, crossing the cosmos to reach the seventh satellite world, with the proof of the empire's messenger."
Saying so, Garon takes out Adolf's proof.
The master of the tower's gaze sweeps over the proof.
Immediately, the wind mage's attitude softens, saying: "So it's a guest who wants to engage in academic communication at the magic academy."
"In the seventh satellite world, as long as you don't recklessly cause destruction or casualties, feel free to do as you please."
When it's temporarily confirmed that Garon is not an enemy, the focused gazes on him gradually disperse, and the tense atmosphere also relaxes.
Garon looks towards the magic academy with a strong dragon aura, planning to land directly there.
However, before he moves, the other party takes the initiative.
Buzz buzz buzz.
Colorful and dazzling, like a rainbow, colorful light emerges not far from Garon in the cold vacuum of space.
Garon's gaze shifts, turning to look.
The colorful light gathers, and in the blink of an eye, it transforms into a sixty-meter-long, slender and well-proportioned true dragon.
Not far from the seventh satellite world, against the cosmic backdrop, the gazes of two giant dragons, one large and one small, meet.
Looking at the true dragon before him, Garon's eyes are full of astonishment.
The dragon in his view, as Marian mentioned, possesses scales as vivid as colorful silk, glamorous, gorgeous, and dazzlingly eye-catching.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet. Various colors gather on this true dragon's body, continuously shifting and blending, creating a fantastical and stunning spectrum of colors.
Its overall form is more slender and well-proportioned, different from Garon's robust build, appearing not very strong.
On its faceplate, a pair of iridescent dragon eyes are particularly striking.
What makes Garon's heart skip a beat is the appearance of this true dragon.
Although reluctant to admit it, by the aesthetic standards of true dragons, the opponent is indeed the most beautiful and handsome dragon Garon has ever seen.
Moreover, what confuses Garon is that he cannot discern the dragon's gender at a glance.
You see, in the eyes of other creatures, female and male dragons may not look very different.
But in the eyes of true dragons of the same species, differences such as the color of the dragon scales, the curvature of the back, the length of the tail, and the slight curvature of the dragon horns can usually reveal the gender at a glance.
However, the dragon before Garon is now so splendid that it's difficult to determine its gender.
"Staring at me like that, have you fallen in love
with me?"
The magnificently beautiful true dragon blinks its eyes and speaks, its voice deep and powerful.
From the other's voice, Garon finally confirms its male gender.
"Another creature mesmerized by my deadly charm. Ah, don't blame yourself; blame it on my beauty, truly unparalleled in the world."
Garon:.
He's no longer so sure whether this guy is male or female.
"Are you Isaac?"
Garon asks straightforwardly.
"Correct, it's me, the most perfect true dragon Isaac, the unparalleled beautiful dragon Isaac."
As he speaks, Isaac holds his head high, showing his profile and looking at Garon with a disdainful gaze, not giving him a direct look.
Listening to Isaac's reply and seeing his demeanor and posture, Garon's expression darkens.
The other's posture, in the eyes of true dragons, is like how human nobles look down on country bumpkins, quite disrespectful.
Anger level +1.
Garon holds back, continuing: "I'm seeing correctly, you're an Iridescent Dragon, right?"
Isaac pauses briefly, then continues with a disdainful posture, saying, "Yes, you ugly freak, you do have quite broad knowledge to recognize me."
Ugly freak. Garon's dragon claws loosen and then tighten.
Anger level +1.
"You're calling me ugly?"
Garon speaks in a deep voice.
Isaac, with an air of obviousness, arrogantly says: "I'm not targeting you, but frankly, all creatures compared to me are ugly freaks."
During his speech, colorful lights burst forth, surrounding his true dragon body, adding even more dazzling beauty.
Anger level +1.
Looking at Isaac's appearance, Garon takes a deep breath.
"Retract your previous statement and apologize to me. I'll give you a chance, out of respect for our kinship, to forgive your offense."
As the lord of the Dragon Court, the god of time and the primary being of the Time Dragons, Garon is not someone who can be slandered casually.
On the other side, Isaac scoffs, then dismissively says: "You know I'm an Iridescent Dragon, yet you speak so arrogantly. You'll regret it later."
Isaac's disdainful gaze makes Garon's anger level soar.
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"Good, it seems you need me to help you realize your own level of strength."
The first meeting with the Iridescent Dragon is not so friendly.
On the other side, Isaac maintains his proud posture, saying: "Demigod creatures also have disparities, you know nothing of the power of a legendary dragon species."
The Iridescent Dragon, recorded in the legacy of dragons, is an extraordinarily gifted magic master.
Garon, as a Time Dragon, already possesses a very strong ability to learn magic, but according to the legacy of dragons, it is probably still far inferior to an Iridescent Dragon.
Isaac, not recognizing Garon's identity, therefore feels very confident.
Garon chuckles.
Then.
Under Isaac's wide-eyed gaze, the silver giant dragon's body swells without wind, transforming in an instant into a kilometer-scale monstrous beast, its every breath like thunder, rolling dragon might solidifying into reality.
"Little guy, I still like your current confident appearance, I hope you can keep it up later."
The mountain-like giant dragon speaks in a deep voice, its eyes gleaming fiercely.
At this moment.
The supreme mages secretly observing here, wanting to witness a clash between two demigod true dragons, show expressions of shock similar to Isaac's upon seeing the giant transformed Garon.
Isaac's neck stretches longer, but he can no longer look down on Garon from above.
Coming to his senses, looking at the terrifying beast, Isaac's tone weakens considerably, but he still stubbornly says: "So being big is amazing, huh? I can do that too."
Isaac murmurs an incantation under his breath, while the colorful light around his body transforms into dense, star-like magical runes.
With the support of numerous enlargement spells, his body also begins to grow.
However, after Isaac exhausts all his strength and casts all his enlargement spells, his final size barely reaches over four hundred meters, still less than half of Garon's.
Compared to Garon, he looks like an adult versus a child.
"Hmph, size is just one aspect of strength."
"Don't think that"
As he speaks, Isaac suddenly launches a sneak attack on Garon.
He silently completes a self-created light magic spell.
Instantaneous Light Rain.
Countless physical light particles form into meteors, suddenly appearing, dazzlingly bright, converging into a vast and majestic colorful meteor shower, enveloping Garon.
Looking at his own spell, Isaac can't help but mutter to himself: "Why are my spells all so beautiful?"
On the other side,
watching the sky full of stars attack, Garon reveals a somewhat fierce, describable as sinister, smile.
The power of time circulates, bringing a small tributary of the river of time, wrapping around Garon's body.
Epochal Barrier!
The mountain-like giant dragon stands still, allowing the magical stars to bombard itself.
Boom, boom, boom!
Each magical meteor hitting the Epochal Barrier causes it to ripple, while the meteor itself shatters, turning into beautiful specks of light, making the area around Garon a sea of light.
The sea of light boils tremendously.
On the other side, Isaac already shows a victorious smile.
But when the sea of light disperses, his smile freezes on his face.
The silver giant dragon is almost unharmed.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
Isaac is horrified.
The observing supreme mages also fall silent.
Emerging from the Glory Wars, stepping on the bones of demigod creatures to forge a reputation, the gap between Garon and ordinary demigods is also like a chasm.
"Elegance, must maintain elegance."
Isaac talks to himself, calming down.
At this moment, Garon looks at Isaac and speaks in a deep voice: "If you have any abilities left, use them now, otherwise you won't have a chance later."
He's not in a hurry to make a move.
On the other side, feeling underestimated, Isaac's face shows displeasure and says: "I admit you're strong, but you're being too arrogant in front of me, a legendary dragon species, and you will regret it."
Saying this, Isaac's expression becomes serious.
He quickly constructs a spell, and soon, streams of light begin to move around the area where Garon and Isaac are, forming a domain.
Garon's gaze shifts slightly, looking towards the river of time.
Something strange happens.
Affected by the rapidly moving light shadows, the river of time becomes stagnant, motionless.
This area of the universe falls into a time stop.
"The extreme speed of light will stop the movement of the river of time, achieving true time stop."
Isaac hums, extremely proud of his spell.
Looking at the silver giant dragon motionless within the light's time stop domain, Isaac flaps his dragon wings, approaching the mountain-sized head of the giantized Garon.
But just as Isaac is only a few hundred meters away from Garon.
The previously rigid silver giant dragon suddenly turns its gaze, staring at Isaac.
"Is that all?"
Isaac is startled by Garon's sudden action.
"Let me show you what a real time stop domain is."
The power of time erupts.
Isaac is instantly pulled into Garon's time stop domain.
As an Iridescent Dragon, Isaac has a strong resistance to various abnormal states, and his thoughts do not stagnate. In the time stop domain, he vigorously mobilizes his magic, trying to break free from the constraints of the time stop domain.
However, with the power disparity between him and Garon, he can't manage it in a short time.
Garon shows no mercy.
Next, within the time stop domain, the kilometer-sized giant dragon begins a one-sided beating of the enlarged Isaac.
Garon does not use the time-space rending claws or other attacks, simply slapping Isaac's proud face with a palm, sending him flying, then accelerating to the other side to slap him back.
Just like that.
Like playing volleyball, Isaac, upon his first encounter with the Time Dragon, suffers a brutal beating.
Although both are legendary dragon species, as Isaac said earlier, legendary dragon species also have disparities. Garon, as the foremost of the legendary dragon species, does not find it difficult to handle Isaac, the Iridescent Dragon.
The watching supreme mages, realizing the fierce level of the newcomer from another world, have a clear understanding.
At the same time, watching Isaac getting beaten, they all show schadenfreude smiles, seemingly very happy.
After some time.
With a bruised face and his splendid scales turned into tattered rags, the Iridescent Dragon finally escapes the time stop constraint.
Looking at the rapidly enlarging giant silver dragon claw in his vision, Isaac curls up, clutching his head tightly with his dragon claws, and lets out an angry roar.
"Don't hit the face!"
— "Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate in the Heavens" by Black Heart Master
——— Below is a brief introduction to the work —————
Having crossed over, after barely surviving numerous dangers to become an official, he unexpectedly finds himself framed by his superior and thrown into prison.
Unexpectedly, after the wedding night, he awakens the Kunlun Mirror and begins reincarnating for cultivation.
Able to solidify fate with "Dao Fruits," achieving eternal verification.
Using replica worlds as a method to avoid disasters and extend blessings in the real world...
First life:
Becomes a disciple of the Heaven and
Earth Society, tasked with the mission of overthrowing the Qing, solidifying the red fate "Righteous Thief":
"Doing righteous deeds, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, blessed by great fortune, facing threats from the court, there's a chance to attract good luck and avoid bad."
Becomes a disciple of the Dragon Gate Sect Taoist, learning the art of corpse dissolution, solidifying the imperial purple fate "Underground Lord":
"The third rank of the underworld disperses ghosts, the beginning of corpse dissolution immortals..."
Second life: To be determined
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