The endless, cold, hard ice fields of the far north. Winter wolves stalk, frost tigers hiss and giants roar. ......... Many creatures brave the snowy skies to fight for survival. At the same time, a white dragon hatchling with the power of time breaks out of its shell and... ----------------------- It's 1 chapter per day at 1 p.m. (Arizona) in every novel I upload. 3 daily chapters in each novel on patreon! p@treon.com/INNIT ----------------------- DISCLAIMER The story belongs entirely to the original author.
After capturing Princess Solina, Garon did not immediately leave the Bran Continent. Having come all this way, it seemed insufficient to capture just one princess. He decided to assist the local dragon forces in completely defeating the elven garrisons of this primary material world before returning to the Dragon Court demi-plane. However, his battle with Princess Solina alone was not enough to satisfy the Dragon Court's master, who had been silent for a century.
After capturing Princess Solina, Garon did not go to attack the Sea Elf Fortress alone. Since he wanted to harvest faith, it was necessary for him to display his power with the dragon army as an audience. The impact of recorded images could not compare to witnessing his power in person.
Garon soon returned to the nearest dragon settlement to the Sea Elf Fortress, where he had first descended upon the island. The several ancient dragons of this Dragon Island warmly hosted Garon and held a dragon feast in honor of his victory, after which they took him to a secluded valley dragon lair to reside temporarily.
In the temporary dragon lair, after thoroughly enjoying the feast, Garon, now full and satisfied, picked his teeth and then took out a time amber.
His gaze shifted to the interior of the time amber, where Princess Solina, with her glittering golden skin, was encased. Since all of her personal clothing was of significant quality, Garon had stripped her naked before sealing her to prevent any hidden artifacts that might facilitate her escape.
Inside the time amber, Princess Solina was frozen in a pose with her arms crossed over her chest and her long, slender legs slightly bent to cover her private parts. Her golden skin, equally golden pupils, and silver-white hair made an exquisite picture, especially with the gold and silver color scheme and her naturally stunning face, which drew Garon's admiring gaze.
After quietly appreciating her for a few moments, Garon activated his thoughts, and the layers of time amber receded.
Princess Solina's gaze regained its liveliness.
Upon seeing the enormous dragon so close, she immediately raised her fist.
Hum.
A faint golden flame-like divine power wrapped around her fist, striking towards Garon. Although Princess Solina was extremely weakened and had only a trickle of divine power left, if this punch landed, any legendary creature would undoubtedly die.
Boom!
Princess Solina's fist, no bigger than one of Garon's scales, struck the dragon's armor. The remaining divine power was utterly ineffective against Garon, who stood immovable as a mountain. The immense recoil instead caused Solina's arm to ache.
Now devoid of all artifacts and severely weakened, she was no more threatening than a small lamb in front of Garon.
Garon lowered his head and looked at Solina, blinking.
"Are you sure you want to fight me in that posture?"
Hearing Garon's words, Princess Solina looked up and noticed where the dragon's gaze was directed. She also realized that she was completely naked.
Princess Solina did not show any timidity.
Her expression stern, she conjured a layer of golden flame to cover her body, although such minor divine power could hardly block the scrutinizing gaze of a fellow demigod.
Staring at Garon, Princess Solina remained silent, adopting a stoic stance.
Realizing her resistance was futile, Princess Solina soon stopped wasting her dwindling divine power.
"Princess Solina, I wonder what price your parents would be willing to pay for you," Garon said, lowering his massive head closer to her.
The hot breath from the dragon made her silver-white hair flutter backward.
Under such intimidation, Princess Solina remained silent, looking up to face the dragon without showing fear, her posture as if Garon were the prisoner and she the victor.
"How much does Korylon value you?"
Garon smiled lightly, unfazed.
This calm reaction, while having everything under control, only aggravated Princess Solina further.
Princess Solina looked up at the towering silver dragon and finally spoke.
"Calling my father god by name, disrespecting a main god."
"Dragon, you are too arrogant and will pay the price."
Her voice was like a stream flowing from the peak of a snowy mountain—cold and crisp.
Garon yawned, appearing uninterested, and retorted, "If Korylon is so powerful, why does he not leave his divine realm?"
Princess Solina paused.
At this moment, the severely wounded elf main god indeed did not possess awe-inspiring power. Moreover, Garon, along with the Goddess of Magic and the Grand Arcanist, had tricked a death god as powerful as the elf main god, so his reverence for powerful gods had long since diminished.
With his own divine stature, he did not need to revere powerful gods. After all, if Garon were a bit more discreet and hid away somewhere, becoming a powerful god after thousands of years would
be almost guaranteed.
But that lifestyle did not suit him.
Hiding and sneaking were not Garon's style.
"My father will not compromise with the dragon race."
"Dragon, do not delude yourself; you cannot benefit from me."
Princess Solina declared.
Garon scratched his chin, smiling slightly. "Really? I don't believe that."
"Believe it or not, that's your choice."
"I will not trouble my father."
After saying this, Princess Solina fell silent again.
Garon exhaled, the force of his breath causing the golden flames around Princess Solina to flicker uncontrollably. "But that's not for you to decide."
Princess Solina slightly furrowed her brow.
"You want to use me to threaten my father?"
"Dragon Court Master, I did not expect you to be such a despicable dragon. It seems I overestimated you."
Princess Solina scoffed and continued to provoke, "If you dare, kill me."
"Fearing my father's power, afraid that divine punishment will fall upon you later?"
"Such is the Dragon Court Master, merely superficial."
Listening to Princess Solina's provocative words, the silver dragon remained calm and unswayed.
"Kill you?"
"To give you a chance to resurrect in your divine realm?"
It is very difficult to truly kill a deity.
Especially a god like Princess Solina, who has her own divine realm, a certain number of loyal followers, and a substantial background.
The best way to deal with a deity is to seal them, causing them to fall into eternal slumber, unable to die, use divine power, or think.
"Princess, don't be so naive. Such a low-level provocation is useless against me."
Having her tactics exposed and being reprimanded by a young dragon for being immature, Princess Solina remained silent, her face cold.
"I am curious, how did Korylon agree to let you leave the divine realm and descend to the primary material world?"
Garon looked down at Princess Solina and said.
As soon as he finished speaking and saw the unnatural expression on Princess Solina's face, Garon realized something after a moment of thought.
It was strange for the elf main god to agree to let Princess Solina descend to the primary material world and challenge Garon, given the gap in their strengths.
"I think Korylon never agreed to your descent."
Upon hearing Garon's words, the subtle change in Princess Solina's expression confirmed his guess.
"So, a rebellious princess."
"Princess Solina, thank you for your rebellion, which has given our dragon race more leverage in this war."
After understanding the situation, Garon couldn't help but laugh heartily. As Princess Solina looked on unwillingly and with some regret, he resealed her in the time amber.
After all, the princess is a favored child of heaven. Although she is already 6,000 years old, she has never faced true defeat.
Under normal circumstances, with the protection of powerful divine relatives, it would be fine, but at times like this, her reckless actions only make the entire elf race pay the price.
Garon's battle with Princess Solina consumed a moderate amount of temporal power.
After resting for a while and regaining enough temporal power to handle emergencies, Garon was ready to leave Dragon Island and lead the local dragon army to crush the elven garrison.
But before that.
The news of Princess Solina's defeat by the Dragon Court Master had already spread rapidly.
Princess Solina's failure further elevated the Dragon Court Master's reputation.
At the same time, the morale of the elven armies in various primary material worlds plummeted to an all-time low. The uncertain fate of Princess Solina acted like the last straw, causing some elven armies in certain primary material worlds to develop severe war-weariness and directly surrender to the dragon race.
At this point, other races could see.
This war was merely a matter of time until the dragon race's complete victory.
Similarly, the news of Princess Solina reached the Bottomless Abyss, where several demon lords monitoring the dragon-elf war learned of this development.
One demon lord quietly possessed the mind of a bottom-dwelling demonic fish and swam towards Dragon Island.
It did not conceal its tracks, and the malevolent power characteristic of a demon lord caught the attention of many true dragons.
An ancient blue dragon, looking vigilant, flew in front of the bottom-dwelling demonic fish, eyeing this creature emitting demonic energy.
The demonic fish.
It looked bizarre, called a fish, but it had four muscular, slippery tentacles on its body, allowing it to move through land and swim swiftly in the sea.
This was a type of amphibious intelligent creature, with some primary material worlds even having demonic fish empires.
"Uninvited unknown being, the area ahead is a dragon island. Please stop."
"Otherwise, your actions will be seen as a challenge to the true dragons."
Due
to the unknown intentions of the other party, the ancient blue dragon issued a warning.
The bottom-dwelling demonic fish, possessed by a demon lord, could feel a deep threat from it.
"I have no intention of being an enemy of the dragon race."
"Take me to the Dragon Court Master residing here. I have a deal that might interest him." The demonic fish spoke in a strangely accented draconic language.
The ancient blue dragon hesitated for a moment, and at the same time, a surge of Garon's will passed over, coming from afar.
"Come with me."
The ancient blue dragon, carrying Garon's will, led the demonic fish into Dragon Island and to the edge of Garon's dragon lair.
The ancient blue dragon nodded slightly towards the direction of the dragon lair and then flew away with a shake of its wings.
The demonic fish wriggled its tentacles and crawled into the dragon lair.
"So, demon lord from the abyss, what brings you here?"
Inside the dragon lair, the enormous silver dragon looked down at the demonic fish and spoke to the demon lord possessing it.
"Heh, more than a demon lord, I prefer to be called a demon prince."
A demon prince?
Garon blinked in surprise.
In the Bottomless Abyss, the spokesbeings of this plane are the demon lords.
Among the demon lords, the strongest few can gain the respect of countless demons and earn the honorable title of demon prince. Demon princes are almost always beings of near-great divine power.
"There are only a few demon princes in the abyss. May I know which one you are?"
Garon's tone became much more serious and politely inquired.
"You?"
"A mere demigod, facing a demon prince from the abyss, and you show no basic awe?"
Upset that Garon did not use a respectful title, the demon prince suddenly turned cold and said.
These chaotic and evil beings are almost the most difficult to deal with in all planes and worlds.
Garon's gaze hardened, and his voice deepened: "If you were a dragon god, out of respect for a deity of my race, I would have used a title of honor."
After a pause, the silver dragon's gaze sharpened. "But you are not a dragon god; you are just a demon from the abyss."
The unknown demon prince was silent for a while, then its tone became light and cheerful again.
"Indeed, the Dragon Court Master, the Dragon of Time."
"To hear the name of a demon prince and not show fear, the dragon race must be rising again with your presence."
"So who exactly are you?" Garon spoke.
"If you can't even reveal your true name, please leave."
Immediately.
The demonic fish emitted a sharp, somewhat gleeful laugh.
"My name is Dimogorgon, you should have heard of it."
After saying this, it looked at Garon with a playful smile, observing his reaction.
Garon's eyes narrowed slightly, maintaining a calm exterior, but his heart was slightly stirred.
In the Bottomless Abyss, many demon lords are infamous, their names bringing fear to countless primary material worlds. Dimogorgon is one of them.
He is one of the three giants of the abyss, a demon prince, and many demons consider him the most powerful demon prince, capable of defeating other demon princes and becoming the leader of all demons, the new Demon Monarch.
This demon, placed among deities, is on par with the Ancient Death God, Goddess of Magic, Elf Main God, and other great divine powers.
"The depths of the abyss hold a giant, a candidate for Demon Monarch."
"I've heard of your great name."
"Only, I don't know why a demon prince would seek me out. What do you want?"
Garon stared at the demonic fish, speaking calmly.
"Dragon, I want the Princess of the Sun you hold in your hands."
"Of course, I will offer treasures that will satisfy you. How about a giant vein of abyssal red steel?"
The demon prince spoke straightforwardly.
Abyssal red steel, a magical metal infused with abyssal power, is rare and of high quality. Even a tiny bit of abyssal red steel can be used to create equipment with the power of the abyss.
"Oh?"
"And how do you know whether the Princess of the Sun is dead or alive?"
Garon spoke.
Dimogorgon let out a strange, somewhat excited laugh, saying, "I don't care about her life or death. Even if it's a decaying corpse, this deal still stands."
"Why would a demon prince want a half-elf god?"
Garon looked puzzled.
Dimogorgon was silent for a while before responding, "That's none of your concern. Just hand her over to me."
Garon thought about Princess Solina's background, considering.
He had heard that Princess Solina once banished an incarnation of a demon lord in the primary material world, causing its evil plan to fail and
its influence there to collapse.
Could it be... that this demon lord was Dimogorgon?
If this information got out, it could damage the demon prince's reputation.
Garon wasn't sure, but the possibility that Dimogorgon was the demon lord previously banished by Solina was significant.
Garon smiled slightly, saying, "Sorry, it depends on who offers more, you or the elf main god."
To be honest, Dimogorgon's approach increased Princess Solina's value even more.
If the elf main god knew that a demon lord was coveting Princess Solina, he would probably be very anxious. At that time, Garon could demand a high price, and the elf main god would likely agree, gritting his teeth.
If Princess Solina were captured and taken to the abyss, the elf main god would be helpless.
What the demons might do to Princess Solina afterward was unimaginable.
In the history of the multiverse, there had been instances where lesser goddesses passing through the abyss were captured by a demon lord. The outcome of the goddess... could only be described as tragic and desperate. Rumor has it she was turned into a breeding machine by the demon, seeking to produce demonic offspring with divinity.
"Are you refusing my trade?"
As the demonic power surged significantly and the temperature in the dragon lair plummeted, frost quietly spread across the floor.
Garon remained unmoved, saying, "Demon reputation precedes them, and no creature that has dealt with demons has ever had a good ending."
He shook his head, adding, "Why should I trust a deal with you?"
Demons, inherently chaotic and evil, easily break contracts without suffering any repercussions.
Dealing with them carries great risk.
If a devil archduke had come instead of a demon lord, Garon might have considered it more seriously.
Devils, though cunning and deceitful, often play games with words but have a high reputation for honoring contracts. Once a contract is made, they will fulfill it.
Hearing Garon's words, Dimogorgon knew he wouldn't achieve his goals this time.
It didn't speak further, just gazed indifferently at Garon for a moment.
Boom!
The demon's will departed, and perhaps out of spite, the body of the demonic fish exploded into black-purple, foul-smelling rotten flesh, splattering everywhere.
"Looks like I've offended this demon prince."
Garon's eyes narrowe
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d as he burned the remains of the demonic fish to ash with fire, leaving no trace of demonic power.
The Bottomless Abyss is the most mysterious and unpredictable plane.
Including deities, even demons themselves do not know how many layers this plane has.
Each layer is a bizarre and evil world, considered the embodiment of the deepest evil and the most terrifying despair in the multiverse.
The demons born from the Bottomless Abyss are said to be the most likely beings to destroy the entire multiverse.
"Don't go to the abyss without great divine power."
Garon made a decision.
There's a dragon queen residing in the Nine Hells, and many devil archdukes have good relations with her. With the dragon queen's protection, a visit to Hell wouldn't be too risky. But there are no dragon god realms in the Bottomless Abyss. Now that he had offended a demon prince, it was even more dangerous.
Later.
Garon led the local dragon forces to the deep sea. In a short time, they defeated the Deepwater Fortress and then traveled to various major elven garrisons in this primary material world, destroying them one by one.
The remaining elven forces were left to the local dragons to handle.
War is a great catalyst. After witnessing Garon's overwhelming power, a significant number of true dragons converted their admiration and reverence into faith.
At the same time, Garon released the news that Princess Solina was still alive and that a demon lord had quietly come to trade for her.
Anyone familiar with Princess Solina's deeds could easily guess that the demon who had been defeated by her was seeking revenge.
Garon didn't mention Dimogorgon's name.
But regardless of the demon, their notorious misdeeds made people wonder: what would be the fate of the elf main god's cherished daughter, Princess Solina, if she fell into demonic hands?
After spending over two months on Bran Continent and settling matters, Garon left this primary material world and returned to the Dragon Court plane.
"Dragon Lord, Princess Solina dared to challenge you without knowing your true strength."
"Foolish, ignorant, arrogant!"
Knowing that Garon had triumphantly captured Princess Solina, the ancient silver dragon Zeviel made a special trip to congratulate him.
This ancient dragon, who had been humiliated by Princess Solina's array of artifacts, couldn't forget that painful experience. So, upon learning that Garon had captured the princess, he couldn't help but come to celebrate.