It was as if the man who had come from the wind in the night, and with just one glance, the cold hairs on Aaron and Donaldson's bodies almost stood up.

The extreme danger that they had never felt before and the gloomy coercion of Mount Tai made the two dragon clans before and after not even have a trace of resistance, and the surrender from the soul made them involuntarily kneel at the feet of the comer, but in their hearts they were shocked by this man who broke into the dragon clan so abruptly.

As if his throat was being choked by an invisible hand, Aaron and Donaldson furrowed their brows together, and the undisguised dark power of the person made the name of the Demon King Lucivier appear in their minds at the same time.

In this world, there is probably only Lucivier who can have such a strong influence on the powerful dragon patriarch.

Standing quietly in the void, the god soon sensed the strong male aura floating in the wind in the dragon cave, and the two dragons who were disheveled and covered with traces under their feet even told the god what kind of beautiful and intense love had happened here a moment ago.

But these cannot cause God to have any feelings.

"You're the current Dragon King?" His gaze fell precisely on the head of the slender young man with long snow-white hair, and God suddenly asked.

As the words of God fell, Aaron immediately noticed that most of the coercion shrouded in his body had dissipated, and Aaron, who was very wary and curious about the comer, finally slowly raised his head, looked at the comer, and replied thoughtfully: "Yes, I am the current Dragon King Alian." ”

The Dragon's Eye has always been only in the eyes of the Dragon King, and the gods who already know a lot about it have no intention of lingering in the Dragon Clan, and as soon as his mind moves, Aaron is bound by the wind element and his limbs and neck, waiting to be slaughtered and presented to the gods like lambs.

There was not a trace of blood, and the slender fingers reached out to Aaron, hanging over his eyelashes, and when Aaron was not mentally prepared, his right eye suddenly heated up.

The pupils instantly erected into the shape of a beast, and the deepest part of the eye layer, as if something had come to life, fluttered and jumped as quickly as stepping on the drumbeat.

Allyon, who had only had a similar experience when he was the master of the dragon clan, almost immediately realized the purpose of this mysterious man who seemed to be Luciwell, and his palm clenched violently, trying to cover his right eye, but his wrist, which was firmly bound by the wind, could not move at all.

The fierce noise in his throat, the strange feeling as if something had come to life in his right eye, made Aren's scalp almost explode.

"Ah...... Ahhh!!h ”

The object of inheritance was completely peeled off, and the extreme pain that jumped out of his eyes, and his soul seemed to be torn apart, causing Aaron to cover his right eye violently and scream uncontrollably.

After letting Aaron fall from mid-air, the god quietly observed the purple-gold gem the size of a pigeon's egg floating in mid-air for a long time, and after making sure that the last trace of connection between the [Dragon's Eye] and the dragon clan had been completely severed, he gathered it into a package, tore through the space, and headed for Azeroth.

The moment the spatial rift closed, Donaldson, who had been shackled in place, quickly took Aaron, who was convulsing from pain, into his arms.

Donaldson, accustomed to seeing Aaron or lazy or sharp, as weak and weak as he is now, has not seen it for a long time.

The thick, warm palm was attached to Arlen's slender neck covered with cold sweat, and with almost a single force, this wolf cub who had betrayed, insulted, and □□ his immature wolf cub would be completely terminated in Donaldson's hands.

After staring at Aaron for a long time, Donaldson finally removed his palm, took him into his arms like Aaron did when he was a child, and patted his back one by one, helping Aaron soothe his body that was still tense and trembling due to pain.

As an inherited object that only the patriarchs of the past generations can touch, Donaldson, who has kept the [Dragon's Eye] for thousands of years, is far more aware of the significance of the [Dragon's Eye] to the dragon clan than Alian, who has just succeeded the Dragon King.

However, Donaldson knew better that even if the person who had confronted the mysterious man before was himself, he was afraid that he would only have the same result as Aaron.

With such a cold and cold abyssal aura, Donaldson was sure that he had only seen the same breath in Lucivier in the dark truth.

It's just that Donaldson, who are all the four major races of the Creation World, can't figure out why Lucivier would put his mind on the [Dragon's Eye].

But no matter what, the [Dragon's Eye] can only belong to the Dragons, so even if they face the unfathomable Luciwell, the Dragons must find a chance to reclaim the [Dragon's Eye].

Now, this matter can only wait for Alian, the current dragon king, to wake up, and then think about it in the long run.

In the darkness of the space, without a trace of light, the god opened the package and stared fixedly at the three major artifacts that had finally been collected in the package for a while: the [Heart of Darkness], the [Scepter of Light], and the [Eye of the Dragon].

With these three artifacts, he can finally awaken Ansel.

Thinking of this, God's heart couldn't help but be in a trance.

Seven hundred years have passed since the elven catastrophe that even the elven king was affected by.

Seven hundred years, which is a long time for many short-lived races, should be no different from a snap of a finger to God.

But just as he was about to return to Azeroth and be able to awaken Ansel, the god was rarely nervous.

Gods can watch Nolan dissipate with the wind, they can take away Lucivier's dark heart without guilt, they can turn a blind eye to Norath's bitter pleas, and they can cut off the dragon's eternal heritage without hesitation, but they are only uneasy about the Anse Els they are about to face.

God's obsession with Ansel has been around for a long time, but the time he really spends with this creature is never pitiful.

God has always known that Ansel does not have any feelings for Kaos as a god, and it can even be said that Ansel's attitude towards God is not at all different from that of other creatures, and even more cold.

Of all the memories of the gods related to Ansel, the only warm and bright color came from his years as an elven cub Jade.

Thinking of this, God's heart moved, and in the crack of the void space, a huge water mirror that could reflect the slightest detail of people was immediately conjured.

Looking at the man in the water mirror, who was pitch black, as if he could blend into the boundless night at any time, God's brows frowned slightly, and in the next second, the heavy ink color seemed to be expelled, starting from the top of his head and fading rapidly.

Waist-length hair of the same color as the night was shrouded in moonlight again, lacquered eyes turned into the purest and most immaculate ruby in the world in the blink of an eye, and heavy black robes drifted in the wind, replaced by elven court costumes carved in white gold.

The transformation from the dark creation god to the elven king's student jade, but only in the thought of God.

In the endless cracks of space, only the huge water mirror without any life witnessed this amazing scene silently.

Expressionlessly staring at the reflection reflected in the mirror, even the gods had to admit that compared to the dark gods who represented destruction and destruction, a pure and bright creature like an elf was obviously more loved by Ansel.

Merely.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the elf in the mirror for a long time, and inexplicably felt that there was a trace of disobedience.

After thinking for a moment, God seemed to have something in mind.

The slightly frowning brows gradually relaxed, the ruby eyes naturally curved out of a crescent-like soft arc, the pale cheeks were dyed with a layer of early cherry blossom pale pink, and the corners of the lips rose slightly......

Recalling what he used to look like when he was an elf, after several fine-tuning was completed, God was finally satisfied to find that the last trace of disobedience on the elf in the mirror had finally disappeared.

His eyes are like autumn water, his body is like an orchid branch, and the young man in the mirror is no different from the elf jade who was respected as His Royal Highness by countless elves back then.

With a wave of his hand, he scattered the water mirror in the void, and the god who had been hesitating here for a long time finally tore open the spatial rift leading to Azeroth.

On the other side of the rift is Azeroth, which has been absent for a long time.