Chapter Forty-Eight: The Temple at the End of the Canopy (Part II)
The black-robed man standing on the high platform of the Dragon Hall bowed his head slightly, and shot out two lines of sight from behind his hood that were brighter and colder than ice and snow, straight through the long steps of thousands of meters, and fell to the forehead of the red dragon, straight into the depths of his soul.
The red dragon humbly bowed his head and folded his wings,
The black-robed mage in front of him was His Majesty the Divine Emperor's most powerful subordinate, known as the "Venerable" in the Heavenly Curtain Dragon Palace, and now his status was no less than that of the four powerful beings who were sealed in the altar, although now there were only three left.
For hundreds of years, the actions of the Heavenly Curtain Dragon Hall in the major main planes have all been planned by the Venerable, and his identity and strength, like his strength, are a bottomless mystery.
The dragons didn't know why His Majesty the Divine Emperor trusted a human so much, and even handed over the power of the Dragon Hall to this mysterious black-robed mage, but none of the dragons dared to express their dissatisfaction, and His Majesty's authority could not be ignored.
Similarly, no dragon dared to hide his inner thoughts in front of His Holiness, and the past history had taught the dragons that it would be as difficult to lie in front of His Holiness as it was to defeat the Altar Four in their heyday.
And lying, especially in matters related to sacrifices, can have equally dire consequences.
"I already know. The black-robed man retracted his gaze and said lightly, "The information you provided is very useful, and this is the reward you deserve." β
His Holiness stretched out his hand and gently sketched out a flaming magic symbol, and as soon as the symbol appeared, it turned into countless crimson chains of fire, like red silk submerged into the chest of a red dragon.
The young red dragon was shocked, its wings opened involuntarily, and as soon as its fiery red dragon wings were stretched, two clusters of light that reached the sky were raised, like fire clouds covering the sky.
Astonishing flame elemental power filled its body, more than several times the amount of magic it had gained from three hundred years of dormancy.
The flames surrounded the red dragon body, emitting the heat of burning mountains and boiling the sea, and the flame light, which was several minutes brighter than the morning glow, reflected the long steps below the dragon hall as red as blood.
It feels like even if the god of fire from another plane descends, it's nothing more than that.
"From this moment on, you are the patriarch of the Red Dragon Clan. His Holiness said.
The newly-born Red Dragon Clan King looked at his whole body in surprise, feeling the sense of fullness and power filled by the pure fire element in every pore, and almost wanted to look up to the sky and roar, venting the pleasure in his heart with a mouthful of pure Yanlong breath.
However, His Holiness's icy gaze made the red dragon quickly regain his composure, and after bowing his head respectfully, he flapped his wings, set off a surging stream of fire, and flew away from the long steps of the Dragon Hall with great joy and joy.
As it was leaving, it sensed three glances coming from each of the three floating island altars.
At the same time, it was watched by the three supreme wills, even though it was now the king of the red dragon, and its body couldn't help but tremble.
His Holiness still stood quietly on the long steps, under his hood, his eyes flickering.
"Human, what exactly do you see?" the majestic voice of Kronos sounded in the sky.
Seeing the ancient being asking, the black-robed man turned his head and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty Kronos, I have just learned a crucial piece of information, Odin seems to have reawakened. β
Hearing the name Odin, the three ancient altars shook violently at the same time, and it was obvious that Odin's name touched them greatly.
Kronos's tone became much more solemn, "In that case, I think it's time for the Dragon Hall to speed up, and the collection of sacrifices must be faster." β
"Yes, that's what I think, too. β
The purple altar was blazing, and Fenrir let out a terrifying roar: "Give me a sacrifice, human, get me out of this damn seal, and I'll be able to bite Odin to pieces again now." β
"I'm afraid things aren't as easy as you think, Fenrir. β
The black-robed man said lightly, facing the Demon Destruction Wolf, his tone was not so respectful, "Don't forget, the current situation is completely different from hundreds of millions of years ago, our enemies are not just Odin, but the creatures of the entire Order Plane, as well as the guys in the Heavenly Realm. β
"If you make a move, it will inevitably alarm the Celestial Realm, and if you want to deal with the Angel Legion, you will have to wait at least until Your Majesty Kronos, Your Excellency JΓΆrmungard, and Fenrir will have to regain your strength at the same time. β
"A few guys in the World Tree Council can't be ignored either. "Especially, among them, there is also the traitor Galajos. β
Hearing the name of the Divine Dragon, the Black-robed Venerable glanced towards the extinguished altar.
"His Majesty the Divine Emperor has his own arrangements. His Holiness left one last word, then turned and stepped into the dragon hall.
The kilometer gate was closed again.
Inside the Dragon Palace, there was also a deep black nothingness, and the eternal extreme cold ruled everything.
His Holiness stepped on the inside of the Dragon Hall without hurry, as if he were walking on the polar ice ocean in the season of eternal night.
From the depths of the Dragon Palace, a few wisps of soft wind blew from time to time, and it was not a real wind, but an undercurrent of energy surging in the Sea of Chaos, which could easily annihilate most of the matter in the order plane, but it could not decompose the Venerable's black robe, which was deeper than the night, and could only blow up a small piece of the corner of the clothes.
I don't know how long I walked, I don't know how far I walked, even a great wisdom like Venerable One didn't know, because in this chaotic realm, time and space had lost their meaning.
Somewhere, His Holiness stopped, as if there was an invisible dividing line at his feet.
In his eyes, in the depths of the Sea of Chaos, a huge whirlpool slowly emerged, and in the whirlpool, it seemed that an eye had opened, and an ancient existence had awakened from the chaos and descended.
The whole hall trembled slightly.
In the void, lightning spawned, storms overflowed, and countless fragments were generated that disappeared in the long river of time, and then disappeared without a trace.
His Holiness bent down and saluted to the master of the Dragon Hall in the depths of the Sea of Chaos. "My Emperor, have you sensed it too?"
"Yes, my gut tells me that my old enemy, Odin, has woken up. "A will full of majesty appeared in the depths of His Holiness's spiritual world, roaring like a tsunami and as deep as the polar night.
"However, the good news is that Odin must not be complete by now, and there is a high probability that only a small part of his awakening will be made. β
In the void, the voice was indifferent and cold, "The only thing you need to do now is to find him, along with Kungunir in his hands, at all costs, so that I can restore at least half of my strength." β
"Of course. β
His Holiness bowed slightly, "In the near future, the Lord of the Stars, along with the fragments of the World Tree, will be your most satisfying sacrifice. β
"My faithful servant, there is good news here. β
In the Sea of Chaos, the voice said, "If Odin wants to return from the river of fate again, he must obtain the fragments of Kungunir, and thanks to the efforts of JΓΆrmungandr, I have learned the location of one of the pieces of Kungunir, the other two are yet to be confirmed, but one of them must be in the hands of Odin's current host." β
"Yes. β
"So, what to do, you should know very well!" In the whirlpool, the master of the Dragon Hall looked down on the humans below.
After a little thought, His Holiness understood the intention of the Dragon Hall Master.
"Yes, and if Odin's host awakens in the plane of order, then he must only go to one place. β
The Lord of the Dragon Hall said slowly, "Perhaps, it won't be long before you'll be dealing with your old friends who call themselves guardians. β
"I understand. His Holiness's tone was very calm, like an ancient well frozen in ice. "However, even they can't change their fate, the army of the Dragon Hall is about to break through the Great Wall of the Void and Desperate Realm, and destruction is the only end for the City of Dawn. β
"Those fellows of the Abyss, they are equally afraid of the brilliance of order, and they will cooperate with us in this war. His Holiness said.
"You're talking about the demons? they're not reliable. The master of the Dragon Hall said.
The Venerable replied, "It is true, but although the demons are timid, when it comes to a dimensional war of this scale, they have no room to sit idly by, and in any case, they are also members of the Chaos race,"
"Besides, the doppelganger of Michael, the head of the Seven Archangels-----, has appeared many times in the Icadia plane, and I believe that the other Abyss Lords will not turn a blind eye. β
The Dragon Hall Master said, "You already have a plan to deal with the World Tree Council?"
"Yes, I started the layout a long time ago, and more than 10 years ago, I found the right person. β
His Holiness waved his hand lightly, and a picture appeared in the void. "She will be the sharpest blade in our hands to dismantle the Fortress of Dawn. β
In the center of the picture, on a lonely peak in the Fractured Continent, a warrior in cyan armor is standing on a pitch-black thousand-meter cliff, his expression indifferent, but his gaze under the mask is incomparable, as if he is looking at a commander of thousands of troops.
"She hails from the Savage Continent of the Icadia Plane, and under my training, her loyalty and ability are unquestionable, and most importantly, she has the blood of the rebel Galajos. β
His Holiness said, "This is definitely not meaningless when attacking the City of Dawn. β
In the whirlpool, the master of the Dragon Hall glanced at the samurai in the picture, revealing a trace of spiritual fluctuations representing satisfaction.
"Then I wait for good news, my faithful servant. β
"Of course. His Holiness bowed his head again, "I look forward to your return to the day of the world, Your Majesty Nidhogg." β