The Abyssal Realm.

It's a very special space. As far as the eye can see, there is an endless desert. The scorching sun bakes the earth unobscured by the clouds, and the surface is hot enough to steam a lobster in a minute. Natural selection has eliminated too many creatures trying to thrive in this realm.

If you want to survive here, you will not be supreme or strong.

A shadow quickly widened in the desert, and in the sky, powerful marauders soared by. It was like a sterling silver arrow, reflecting off the heat and sunlight while setting off a sandstorm on the surface. The creatures beneath the surface were alarmed, and they "looked" at the glimpse of the sky, and they all bowed down in unison, showing the highest respect.

It's just that the noble being doesn't look at them even a little more. It skimmed across the desert to the bubbling lake, and after a few laps above it, plunged headlong. The huge kinetic energy set off waves of water several meters high, and the extremely hot lake water slapped on the desert, killing several small creatures that had no time to dodge in an instant. When the lake recedes, they smell of cooked food.

The silver dragon pierced the lake like a spear, and in a matter of seconds it saw the pale blue bottom of the lake.

The next moment, he pierced the bottom of the lake and broke out of the water. The hot water suddenly collided with a cold current that filled the air, and the cold current instantly deprived them of the high temperature in their "bodies", causing the water droplets to become ice when they hit the ground.

A bright moon hangs under a curtain of sky. The silver dragon spread its wings, and the broken ice condensed on the scales was shaken off by it, reflecting the cold moonlight like stars as it landed.

What is the Abyssal Domain?

Separated by a lake, two worlds.

Except for dragons and gods, no creature can be unhindered in this realm. And the gods have fallen, so the masters of this legendary land can only be the dragons.

The silver dragon spread its wings once more, flying towards the center of this world, the Blighted Tree. It was a hundred-meter-tall tree, without a single leaf or fruit, just a lifeless trunk and a dead branch that seemed to hold up the sky.

The silver dragon fell on the dead branches. His noble head hung down at the black figure in the dead branches.

"I'm coming, Emperor. ”

The black dragon slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of red eyes as dazzling as the scorching sun looked at the world surrounded by low temperatures. The temperature of the whole world seems to have risen a lot the moment these red eyes opened. It exhaled softly, and the pure black flames stabbed out like a sharp sword, slicing through the branches in front of it.

The branch fell and smashed into the dragon's skull, and the dragon did not say a word.

"Why are you here?"

The black dragon spoke, and the ice condensed on the main trunk cracked and fell like rain.

"The Human Courtyard. ”

The black dragon narrowed his eyes slightly: "What does it have to do with me?"

"They suspected that they had found Jörmungård. ”

"It's just a sub-god. The black dragon said, "If they can't cope with even a sub-god, they will be called one of the three major courtyards of [THIRD] in vain." ”

"They didn't ask us for help, but we found something interesting. ”

"Oh?"

"Do you remember [White Mang]?"

"The little guy who killed Loki?"

"Yes, although Loki was less than one percent strong when he attacked the Human Courtyard, he was the one who ended the life of the Fire Lord God. "And now, he is facing Jörmungård in the small world. I heard that they didn't ask for help from the human house, and there were some weak gods everywhere. ”

The black dragon didn't speak, just stared at the silver dragon and waited for the following.

He turned to the Cats for help. Silver Dragon continued, "With a lot of leverage, the Cat Clan has approached us, hoping that we will help him. My clan still owes the Royal Cat Clan three promises, and the elders have asked me to ask you if you have fulfilled them. ”

The black dragon was silent for a while, and said slowly: "In order to help a little human guy, the corgi even has to use up the promise." It's not like the way the cats do it, but if they say it, we'll make it. It's just a Jörmungad, and it thinks Loki can shelter it. ”

"A Jörmungadīd is naturally not to be feared, but the elders believe that the Royal Cat Clan may have another purpose in helping [Bai Mang] like this. "After all, they are a race that once served the gods, and they can always see things that our race can't see, for example, they gave [Bai Mang] a certificate of courage to him before he entered the human courtyard. ”

"What do the elders suspect?"

"They suspect that the Royal Cat Clan and the Human Courtyard hope to use [Bai Mang] to improve their status and achieve a status equal to our clan. Yinlong hesitated, "Although only a very small number of clansmen think so, since it has been put on the agenda, the elders should analyze the possibility of its occurrence." ”

"They think that little guy might beat me in the future?"

"No, how is that possible!" said the silver dragon in fear, "how can anyone defeat you? you are invincible, you are—"

"Alright, Arthur. The black dragon said slowly, "The strong should face up to their own shortcomings, only the weak will be unreasonably arrogant." Mine did lose, I was defeated by the humans of that small world. My wings were broken and my tailbone was lost because of it. You all say I'm invincible, but now I'm snuggling up to the withered tree and surviving on the remnants of the Emperor of the End. ”

"Emperor!"

Arthur slammed his head to the ground, hard dragon scales flying like petals, dragon blood soaking the cracked earth.

"You will rise again. Arthur trembled, "You will always be the Emperor of the End." ”

"No creature is eternally powerful, Arthur. The gods, who are as strong as the stars, can only hide in various small worlds, living like ants, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback. The black dragon stared at the silver dragon's trembling figure and said in a cold voice, "Stand up, Arthur." I will eventually pass away, and if my people can't even see through this, how can we talk about the first tribe under the gods?"

Arthur slowly raised his head, and the golden pupils that should have been dazzling were dimmed by the black dragon's red eyes.

"Let's go. The black dragon closed his eyes, "Just do what you do now, as for the future, why not give up the position of the first clan? Don't forget, it is not the gods who have survived since the time of chaos, but the royal cat clan who are like ants in the eyes of the gods. Thinking more about their survival is the best help for the future of our people. ”

The silver dragon saluted. One last glance at the former [Emperor], spread his wings and left.