"Leviathan, my apostle......"

When the voice of the orcs who came to transport the ore could no longer be heard, a man's figure suddenly appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the dark crypt.

He was dressed in a white mage robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns, his expression was calm and leisurely, and his every move was full of perfect sage demeanor.

Repeating a name with some nostalgia, the man walked into the crypt without the slightest hesitation.

Bronze dragons like to build their nests in long, narrow caves and hide their entrances, and this dragon named Leviathan is no exception. Like all of his kind, he built an intricate labyrinth in the hive, leaving an entrance and exit at the top.

Normally, a bronze dragon's lair would be enough to break a brilliant draftsman, but none of this could bother this strange man.

He seemed to have engraved all the maps in the dragon's lair in his mind, and the forks, traps, traps, and dark rooms along the way were all skimmed over, and even the underground creatures patrolling the lair tunnels were all unaware of this man and let him go.

"It's really inconvenient, it's too limited to move on the main plane, especially with you. ”

"Master, but only here you can be a little freer, aren't you?"

In the process of moving forward quickly, the man's voice like talking to himself was answered the next moment, it was a voice that sounded full of coldness, even just listening to the voice, it could make people imagine that the owner of the voice was by no means a good type.

"That's ......," the man was silent for a moment, "your dungeon has changed quite a bit. ”

At the time of saying this, the man had already passed through countless complicated labyrinthine passages and truly entered the lair of the Red Bronze Dragon, an underground city!

Although this is not the first time he has visited this hidden city, Salenpallas is once again captivated by its grandeur and majesty - the last time he left, it was only a small gathering place.

The vast underground world is full of large and small caverns, and at the lowest level of this underground space stands a city surrounded by walls and hundreds of stone houses.

In front of the tall city walls is a moat filled with terrifying poisonous foam, behind the city walls are all kinds of buildings that ordinary people have never seen before, there are temples full of mysteries, training grounds where wild beasts roar from time to time, strange stone forests that exude strange spiritual fluctuations, strange palaces in ancient styles, huge statues of gods that give people a sense of infinite slaughter, and the black castle in the center of the city.

It's a Gothic-style castle that at first glance conjures up images of rebellion, seclusion, and darkness.

Salenpalas knew that in the deepest part of that castle was the core of the entire city. It pulls an infinite stream of magical energy, forming a non-existent field of force. And the lord of the city, the only king of this hidden kingdom in the underworld, and his own apostle, also resides in the castle.

Led by the Dragonborn warrior who had been waiting for him, the man dressed as a mage was ushered directly into the castle.

Soon, Salenpallas followed the passage to the conference hall. Instead of following in, the Dragonborn stopped at the entrance - it was clear that the city was quite hierarchical.

Salenpallas didn't care, and walked straight into the hall.

Surrounded by walls covered with ominous reliefs, like a substantial black light flowing through them, the countless magic crystals embedded in them filled this underground space that was originally isolated from light with no less brightness than on the ground. In fact, not only to show its strength, this castle was also an extremely strong defensive fortress.

In the center of the back of the hall, a red dragon slowly emerged from the darkness, metallic scales and dark green eyes proving that he was not the red dragon on the ground.

The Bronze Dragon Leviathan, this is the identity of the true owner of the dungeon.

"My words are going to be revised just now, and you have changed even more. ”

The host laughed. The bronze dragon bowed slightly, and let Salenpallas be on the crystal throne specially prepared for him, and stood in front of him in an orderly manner.

Salenpalas noticed, however, that Leviathan had no smile in his eyes despite what he had said.

This bronze dragon seems to be different from his kind, it is no longer a simple unsmiling can be summed up, it should be said that there is hardly a trace of emotion in his eyes.

What did it take to make this dragon have such eyes?

If it weren't for a series of special reasons, Salenpallas thought to himself, maybe he would never have imagined such a huge change in a dragon in his life......

"Long time no see, my apostle. ”

It seemed to be a sign of this reunion after a long absence, and the mage sitting on the crystal throne at this moment slightly restrained the mysterious aura in his deep eyes, and for a while it seemed a little gentle.

"Long time no see, master. I hope I live up to your expectations. ”

Leviathan's tone suddenly had a little more respect and anticipation, and then he bowed softly.

If this scene is seen by dragon scholars, I am afraid that they will immediately become curious about the identity of this man. Although the Bronze Dragon, as a member of the Metal Dragon, is not as arrogant as those colored dragons. But arrogance is the eternal nature of the dragon clan, and a dragon can be respected from the heart, so who will this man be?

Primordial Dragon, Invincible Dragon, or ...... His Holiness?

It's just that Salenpallas deeply understands that Leviathan's respect and expectation have nothing to do with him.

"You are too modest, and what you have done has far exceeded my expectations. Even I had a hard time believing that a young dragon could do this. ”

Nodding imperceptibly, as if in response to the mage's mood, countless intricate magical runes emitted a white holy light on the surface of the throne, a noble and mysterious aura like the sun rising in winter, which was infinitely magnified and became clearer in the vast and empty space.

"It was also with the help of the host. ”

Leviathan was neither humble nor arrogant, and behind his dark green eyes, that fleeting joy was deeply hidden.

Salenpallas didn't care about Leviathan's somewhat cold attitude, but instead took a book from the void and quietly flipped through it.

That page records his encounter with this strange bronze dragon.

......

In the Second Age, the God of Chaos is the strongest of the gods, as he wields both light and dark powers, and his strength is far from being as simple as one plus one equals two.

Someone may have asked, "Where did the gods of chaos come from in this world, and is there a way to destroy all darkness and usher in eternal light?"

"No," the whisper of response was cold and desperate, "but I have the means to extinguish all light and meet the eternal darkness." ”

No metal dragon loves darkness, and Leviathan has never shied away from his aversion to darkness. Since he was born, he has grown up exactly according to the expectations of his parents and other elders, befriended other races, especially humans, and swore under the watchful eyes of the leader of the Red Bronze Dragon Clan, the Divine Flame Venerable, to eradicate all evil colored dragons in this world and maintain world peace and justice.

Until fate played a huge joke on him.

He still refuses to mention what happened in that month, but his people have a faint sense that something seems to have changed in him, but even Venerable Shenyan can't say exactly what happened.

As an Elder Dragon-level Elder Dragon, Salon Pallas was fortunate enough to be the first to come into contact with this world-shattering secret.

The Hellfire Ancient Dragon is the Nine Abyss Hell, where the devils live, and the spokesperson of the humanoid community in the main material plane. Like all Hellfire Elder Dragons, Salenpallas is a representative of tyrannical power, and likes to dominate people and things with cunning means.

Salenplath has dominated bullying wars, supported evil alliances, and even spread tyranny under his rule. It's just that his human form is so deceptive that almost no one can connect him to such a horrific act.

Infernal dragons have the appearance of devils, they are terrifying dragons, evil bone spurs sticking out from the top of their heads and shoulders. Their phosphorus bodies are similarly covered with long, continuous spines, and their eyes burn with a terrifying yellow. Their scales change color, revealing the color of flowing faces, and their bodies smell of sulfur.

- This is a description in ancient books, and Salen Pallas naturally fits it perfectly.

For thousands of years, Salenpallas has been willing to defend his territory with his knowledge, wealth, and coercion skills. He doesn't care about any country at all, so he visits each place with a different identity. He will also play the role of consul with boundless suffering.

The biggest difference between him and his own people is that he usually turns into a human rather than a Tevorin to deal with humanoids.

But all of this, after learning Leviathan's biggest secret, almost completely changed.

Initially only attracted by the Leviathan's secret summoning ritual, he then keenly sensed the darkness in the mind of the bronze dragon. Instinctively trying to dig out this darkness and turn it to his own use, Leviathan's defenses far exceeded all of his past goals.

Salenpallas wasn't the type to give in, so for the first time he used everything he could on the main plane.

Even so, he had to go through a lot of difficulties to knock on the deepest part of Leviathan's soul.

And Salenpalas, who learned the truth, didn't say anything, but he always liked to cheat on the promise of the contract, and he promised Leviathan that he would complete all the contents of the contract.

After that, the metal dragons who got along with Leviathan, even the Divine Flame Venerable, thought that he would be a dragon who would do great things in the future, and never thought that a metal dragon that was supposed to be pure and good would have an empty heart like a tomb.

"I've never seen a dragon that moves me like this. ”

While catching up with a familiar fairy dragon, Salenpallas made no secret of his inner feelings, "Whether it was the past he had experienced, or the fact that he had called out to me, wept bitterly at my feet, begging me to be his master, or his uncomplaining and unapologetic loyalty to me." ”

"What's the content of his contract?" Even a fairy dragon who doesn't care about the world can't hide its intense curiosity.

"Destroy the entire universe, including all living beings in this plane, including you, and me. ”