Chapter 346: The Radiant Sun Princess

In one of the primary material worlds, the continent of Bran is a unique realm where ninety percent of the land is engulfed by oceans. Prosperous and distinctive kingdoms are established deep under the water, with no complete continents above sea level, only scattered islands dotting the landscape.

As a true dragon capable of thriving on land, sea, and air, Garon still moves as effortlessly here as a fish in water.

However, this world, which should have been an advantageous battlefield for the dragons, is undergoing a shift due to the presence of the Sun Princess, Sorlina.

Sorlina, the youngest child of the elven chief god Corrilon and the goddess of life, was destined from birth to be a luminous, attention-grabbing entity. At her birth, each deity in the elven pantheon blessed her with divine gifts: the blessing of the sea sprite deity made the oceans dance at her will, the archery god granted her penetrating vision that sees through all, and the deities of fate and history endowed her with the ability to pierce through history and foresee destinies.

Endowed with blessings from numerous deities, the Sun Princess's powers far surpass those of an ordinary demigod. And Sorlina has not failed the high expectations of her divine elders. At the age of one thousand, she expelled an incarnation of a demon lord from the material world, shattering his painstakingly built power base and banishing him back to the abyss.

Two thousand years ago, upon reaching demigod status, she even slew a renowned storm giant demigod. At the time of the comprehensive war between elves and dragons, the giants did not ally with the elves against the dragons due to poor relations and conflicting interests. The enemy of one's enemy is not always a friend.

If the giants had intervened, it would have led to a three-way conflict.

The giants preferred to see dragons and elves weaken each other rather than directly participate and risk their own strength.

Demon lords, giant demigods, and similar formidable opponents have all added to Sorlina's reputation. Initially, the Sun Princess did not partake in the war as she was resting in her temple. Given her special status, no deity dared to awaken her without the chief god's directive.

When Sorlina awoke, she immediately expressed her desire to join the war. Corrilon, concerned for his daughter, did not agree, as Sorlina, still young by divine standards, only possessed demigod power, which offered no guarantees in such a large-scale conflict.

Her descent to the material world was a unilateral decision made while her father was recuperating from severe injuries inflicted by several powerful deities, which is why only the goddess of life among the powerful gods was participating in the war.

Upon arriving, Sorlina successively defeated several quasi-deity dragons, including independent ancient dragons and emissaries from the dragon gods' realms. These victories rapidly elevated her prestige within the elven ranks, garnering her significant worship and making her reluctant to return to the elven realm.

Should the war end favorably, she might rise from her demigod status to become a lesser deity of official standing.

In a race as devout as the elves, existing elven deities already encompass almost all aspects of elven faith, so despite being a chief god's child, it is difficult for Sorlina to advance her divine rank. This war presents her with that opportunity.

Especially if she could defeat Garon, the notorious demigod Time Dragon who once swept through the elven armies of the material world, using him as a stepping stone could elevate her fame to unprecedented heights and potentially advance her to a mid-tier deity.

Sorlina does not consider herself inferior to the Lord of Dragon Court. Her string of victories against equals has fostered a fearless heart, undefeated by any peer. She is confident in her ability to triumph over Garon.

"Just like in all the battles before," she muses.

"Lord of Dragon Court, Garon Aurelian."

"Can you ignore my challenge?"

Sorlina had previously declared war on Garon, but he was not in the main timeline at the time and did not respond. She is not in a hurry, wondering, "Are you as invincible as the rumors claim?"

In a fortress deep in the sea, a soft murmur echoed.

Although Garon had been quiet for a year, Sorlina knew that the Lord of Dragon Court would eventually come, and she was well-prepared.

The ethereal River of Time gently fluctuated.

In an instant, the silver dragon's body solidified and appeared.

Arriving at the designated coordinates, Garon surveyed his surroundings. He was thousands of meters in the air; it was night, and the sky above was a brilliant river of stars, with the vast ocean stretching below. The air was filled with moisture and a faint smell of the sea.

Garon looked down.

Beneath him lay an island approximately 400,000 square kilometers in size, a place where the true essence of dragonkind swirled and churned— a dragon settlement.

Knowing the situation here thanks to the coordinates provided by the ancient silver dragon, Garon was not surprised.

Time teleportation, far more precise than common world teleportation spells, had brought him here with only a few hundred meters of deviation.

As the majestic silver dragon, bathed in moonlight yet shining brighter than the moon itself, made his presence known, the dragons below stirred and recognized Garon's trace.

Dragons of various sizes gazed up at the night sky at the majestic dragon, mesmerized by his radiant silver scales and crown-like horns, admiring and fearing him.

Garon's appearance was already well-known to the true dragons through various means.

His majestic stature, immaculate gleaming scales, robust physique, triple crown of horns, and mysterious bands of black scales—these all adhered perfectly to draconic aesthetics.

At this moment, Garon had become the dream dragon of millions of female dragons.

Though still young by main timeline standards, just a juvenile, dragons typically do not consider age in choosing a mate.

Ask any true dragon in the material world who they think is the ideal mate, and Garon's name would surely come up.

Several primordial dragons flapped their wings, arriving in the airspace below Garon.

"Honorable Lord of Dragon Court, greetings."

"Your form shines brighter than the sun and moon."

Dragons do not stint in their praise for their powerful kin.

And Garon enjoyed the admiration.

Bathed in moonlight, yet more radiant than the moonlight, the silver dragon nodded slightly and stated his purpose directly.

"Sun Princess Sorlina."

"I hear this elven princess has defeated several of my kin with her own power and has even issued me a challenge."

Garon smiled lightly, "As she wished, I have come."

"She knows nothing of your power," several primordial dragons exclaimed with joy.

In other war zones, dragons had the upper hand, but here, the presence of the Sun Princess had put them on the defensive, a situation that local dragons found embarrassing yet unavoidable.

Reinforcements from ancient dragons and divine emissaries from the dragon realms had failed, further boosting the elves' morale in this world.

If they could not resolve this soon, the dragon territory in this material world would fall.

The local dragons could not accept such an outcome, meaning they would either choose to fight to the death or abandon their homes to seek refuge in other material worlds.

Garon did not linger around Dragon Island for long. After learning the Sun Princess's exact location from the local dragons, he flapped his wings and set off alone.

The Sun Princess had previously sent a challenge to Garon for a one-on-one fair fight.

Now, Garon was responding to her challenge.

He hoped the elven princess would prove a worthy opponent, enough to stretch his limbs after such a long period of inactivity.

In the West Extreme Ocean, in an elven fortress built three thousand meters under the sea.

This magnificent and peculiar city is made of bizarre corals, long seaweeds swaying with the currents, and strange deep-sea plants emitting a faint glow. Towering spire-like underwater structures together create the landscape of this underwater city.

Sharks, whales, squids, magic fish... Countless marine creatures coexist with the sea elves here.

Sea elves generally have azure skin, equally blue hair, and eyes as deep as the ocean, presenting a strikingly exotic appearance.

Sea elf warriors riding serrated sharks currently patrol around the fortress, vigilant of the surrounding sea area while occasionally casting adoring glances towards a certain part of the deep-water fortress where the Sun Princess resides.

Her every move, every word, pulls at the hearts of countless elves.

Even in silence within her palace, she draws many an eye.

Male elves generally adore the princess, willing to sacrifice their modest lives for her, while female elves see her as a role model, singing praises of her beauty and strength.

A shark knight withdrew his gaze, his ocean-blue eyes scanning in all directions.

The surrounding sea was calm, no different from usual.

Sea elves are incredibly sensitive to fluctuations in deep water; even a pebble falling into the sea tens of kilometers away can stir ripples they would detect.

Therefore, if dragons planned to attack this place, a surprise attack would be difficult.

Suddenly, the movement of the surrounding currents caught the attention of the sea elves.

Their gazes sharpened as they looked towards the distance.

Their unique senses detected something massive entering the water, swiftly approaching the deep-water fortress.

Through the vibrations in the water, the contours of this unknown creature were outlined, entering the perceptual vision of every sea elf.

A dragon.

A true dragon, over seventy meters long, resembling a deep-sea whale.

Magic creatures in the ocean are generally large; some special magical whale species are unbelievably large but lack the

 combat prowess to match true dragons.

Several legendary deep-sea whales over a hundred meters long are kept in the fortress, but they possess only legendary strength.

Sensing Garon's approach, the deep-water fortress immediately tensed up.

Such a large dragon must be a quasi-deity.

Apart from the Sun Princess, no other elf in the fortress could handle such a threat.

Elves immediately went to notify the Sun Princess.

Meanwhile, elves riding giant sharks, whales, and octopuses prepared for battle, blocking Garon's path, with their Maze Wards also activated.

Garon moved swiftly.

He simply swam through the water, and in just a few seconds, he appeared a few kilometers away from the deep-water fortress.

Gurgling.

Amidst countless sea bubbles, the silver dragon stopped his fish-like motion.

Merely a casual flick of his tail created invisible, dangerous whirlpools that churned the surrounding waters.

Gazing at the deep-water fortress, Garon quietly admired the peculiar sight of this underwater city.

At the same time, his dragon gaze swept over the sea elves and their marine steeds.

Despite the defense of the Maze Wards, all elves caught by Garon's gaze felt a chill, their hearts trembling involuntarily, gripping their weapons tighter.

The enemy was well-understood by the elves.

But seeing the silver dragon's form, the elven forces recognized his identity.

Lord of Dragon Court, the Eternal Dragon.

He had destroyed nearly a hundred elven garrisons in the material worlds, slain or captured over a dozen demigod elves, and was essentially the terror that single-handedly crushed the elves' material realm forces.

His mere presence signified the collapse of elven armies.

No elven garrison in any material world had been able to halt the march of the Lord of Dragon Court.

The name inspires fear.

Though Garon had been silent for a year, his sudden appearance still instilled boundless dread in the sea elves, even though he came alone, without a dragon army behind him.

Garon looked at the vaguely visible transparent Maze Wards, curious to test the Counter Maze spell.

But to secure a better outcome in the future, he restrained himself.

By then, Garon had already sensed the demigod presence within the deep-water fortress.

That presence was like a radiant sun, its brilliance undimmed by the boundless sea, easily drawing the attention of any demigod.

Then, the sun itself soared, breaking through the water and arriving in Garon's view in an instant.

Amid layers of golden flames was a stunningly beautiful elven woman.

She appeared to be a youthful sixteen, with a slender waist and a perfectly proportioned figure, her flawless face and waist-length silver-white hair flowing gently with the currents.

Her eyes, filled with the experiences of thousands of years, brimmed with a fighting spirit.

Unusually, the Sun Princess's skin was golden.

The subtle golden glow radiating from her perfect body cast a layer of golden light over the surrounding sea area.

In other races' aesthetics, whether the Sun Princess was beautiful might be debatable, but her golden skin alone was enough to make many true dragons lust after her beauty.

"Sun elf."

"The noblest bloodline among the high elves."

"I hear you've defeated several of my kin's quasi-deities and even dared to challenge me," Garon said with a light smile.

The Sun Princess is a sun elf, the highest status among all high elves, often holding the title of Elf King in some elven empires.

Hearing Garon's casual words, the Sun Princess's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She sensed the condescension in Garon's tone.

The Lord of Dragon Court clearly didn't see her as an opponent requiring his full effort.

Garon's attitude displeased the Sun Princess, feeling underestimated.

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