Chapter 356: The Primordial Time Dragon Takes Over the Battlefield, the Dragon God of Time

The star realm is a vast expanse of silvery void.

At certain distances, even deities cannot instantly traverse the gap, but for a true god who can exert all their divine power, crossing the infinite distances of the star realm does not take long.

The Spear of Dusk constrained Garon.

After the god of fate and history teleported away, it only took a few seconds for him to approach the black crystal palace dragon lair where Garon resided.

Garon's dwelling was no secret.

He had been in the star realm for quite some time.

Against the backdrop of the star realm, where silver light formed a peculiar galaxy, the god of fate and history, clad in divine radiance, appeared solid amidst the ripples of the river of time.

This deity's gaze penetrated the star realm, accurately landing inside a black crystal palace.

However, a powerful force shielded the palace, preventing the god of fate and history from seeing what the master of the dragon court was doing.

Meanwhile.

The god of fate and history looked at his position, shrouded in divine light, his expression growing solemn.

His teleportation coordinates were supposed to directly appear inside the black crystal palace, where he could, in an instant, render the junior time dragon powerless before it could react, then, using divine power, tear open the dimensional space sealing the Sun Princess. Completing the task assigned by the goddess of life would have been easy.

This should have been an effortless task.

No matter how renowned Garon's prestige was at this time, he was only a demigod, not even at the peak of demigod status, separated by two major ranks from the god of fate and history.

Without the Primordial Time Dragon flowing upstream, the god of fate and history could easily manipulate him.

Just needing the Sun Princess, without harming the life of the time dragon, was part of the plan.

But now, something seemed amiss.

Around Garon, a vast area at the center of the star realm was blocked by divine power, causing the god of fate and history's figure to manifest midway.

A strange sense of dread grew inside him.

Within a mere second, billions of thoughts exploded in the mind of the god of fate and history.

He underwent countless fate calculations.

Although he couldn't see his true future, as the god of fate and history, he still found clues, the fog enveloping his fate thicker than ever at this moment.

His future and fate.

Seemed to have vanished.

"This..."

The heart of the god of fate and history thumped heavily.

He knew what this meant.

This situation meant he would fall today, and the multiverse would no longer have the Sunset Sage, Rabilas.

Just a second after emerging from the silvery void, the god of fate and history immediately opened the Scroll of Time in his hand, his body becoming ethereal and transparent, about to leave the star realm and return to his own divine realm.

Unfortunately.

His body had just become ethereal for an instant when the teleportation, enhanced by the Scroll of Time, was interrupted by an invisible force.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

"Rabilas, since you're here, why the hurry to leave?"

With the star realm's violent tremor and a languid yet seductive voice.

A series of bizarre black and purple forces suddenly emerged centered around the god of fate and history in the star realm against the silver backdrop, intertwining to form a giant web-like array.

At this moment, the god of fate and history was like prey caught in a spider's web.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

The black and purple force even spread over the god of fate and history's entire body, making it difficult for him to move while carrying a terrifying power that could corrode the divine force and divine bodies.

The God-Binding Magic Net.

The artifact of the Abyssal Spider Queen, Ros.

When dealing with the chief elf god, Korellon, it had also made a contribution.

Now it was used on the god of fate and history.

However, the divine incarnation of the Abyssal Spider Queen did not appear.

The God-Binding Magic Net was an artifact borrowed by the Immortal Dragon Queen for use.

The Abyssal Spider Queen generally does not leave the Abyss easily, just as divine power is weakened when deities enter the Abyss; similarly, demons weaken somewhat after leaving the Abyss.

Moreover, during the ambush of the chief elf god, Korellon, due to the hatred between the Abyssal Spider Queen and the chief elf god, she was pursued by the chief elf god despite the attacks of other deities, suffering serious injuries.

The Abyssal Spider Queen was originally an elf, belonging to the elf divine lineage, and was even the spouse of the chief elf god.

But she coveted the position of the chief elf god and even seduced Fermalo within the same divine lineage.

After being discovered,

 she didn't stop there but conspired with foreign deities, launching a massive rebellion, although she was ultimately defeated by the chief elf god.

After leading many elves into the Abyss, Ros adapted to the Abyss environment, becoming a half-human, half-spider Tanar'ri demon, and swore to take revenge on the elf divine lineage, leading the dark elves to seize the elf realm.

Since then.

Almost all matters concerning the elf race inevitably involved this Abyssal Spider Queen.

Anything that could persecute the elf race and make the chief elf god, Korellon, distressed delighted this evil god.

The god of fate and history fell into a trap.

At the same time, five pairs of differently colored eyes emerged from the void.

The five heads of the Immortal Dragon Queen simultaneously stared at the god of fate and history, speaking while spewing five types of dragon breath towards this deity.

Flame breath.

Thunder breath.

Poison mist breath.

Acid breath.

Frost breath.

The five kinds of dragon breath, from different directions, overwhelmed the entire world like a surging tide, engulfing the god of fate and history.

During the entire war between dragons and elves, this was the first time the Immortal Dragon Queen took action.

Previously, during the intense phase of the war, many good-aligned deities watched over the Five-Color Divine Realm, tacitly trapping the Immortal Dragon Queen, preventing this deity from joining the war, to balance the top combat power between the dragon and elf races.

But as time passed, in the current end phase, the dragon race had already achieved a clear advantage.

Seeing the elves powerless to turn the tide, those deities gradually withdrew, choosing to watch from the sidelines.

The elves were not a weak force.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have the confidence to go to war with the dragon race.

Many believers and subjects under the elf divine lineage's deities were quite happy to see this divine lineage weaken.

After the war, the future prospects for the dragon race were better, but it would take a short time to recover to its previous glory, allowing other races to try their luck at snatching food from the dragon's mouth, sharing the spoils of victory, and gaining some of the territories and resources originally belonging to the elves.

Returning to the main topic.

Faced with the overwhelming five-color dragon breath, the god of fate and history's heart nearly sank to the bottom.

At the same time, the Scroll of Time hovered above his head, mobilizing the mighty power of time to form a barrier of time.

Boom!

The five dragon breaths simultaneously struck the barrier of time.

Flowing and cycling, the flawless barrier of time trembled violently, cracks visible to the naked eye rapidly forming, nearly shattering.

Crash!

The barrier of time shattered, the five types of dragon breath struck the god of fate and history.

Dragon breath has always been a powerful weapon for true dragons, even for a dragon god.

Under the overwhelming pressure of the five-color dragon breath, a second layer of supernatural shield formed by divine power was again shattered, engulfing the god of fate and history.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. Amidst the boundless dragon breath, supernatural power surged and flickered, rapidly weakening.

But just then.

A billion rays of light suddenly burst forth, like a grand sun, gathering endless brilliant light and heat, illuminating the star realm's cold and vast silvery void.

A radiant sun rose, blocking between the five-color dragon breath and the god of fate and history.

Simultaneously, the threads of the God-Binding Magic Net ignited with fierce fire, snapping each strand.

In the blinding center of the sun, the Immortal Dragon Queen saw a deity.

He held a solar scepter, draped in a golden robe, his entire body radiating immense light.

The God of Light, also known in many worlds as the Sun God, a powerful deity, had arrived.

In the early days of the Noah Continent, when the avatar of the primal Sun God attacked, this God of Light had also once bestowed divine power crystals to Garon and Yuna.

Later, he also joined forces with the Metal Dragon God to call upon some good-aligned deities, collectively shattering the divine realm of the primal Sun God, forcing this powerful primal deity to hide in an unknown corner to recuperate until now.

But this time he appeared.

He came to save the god of fate and history.

The God of Light.

He was on good terms with the Metal Dragon God, but he was also an ally of the chief elf god, Korellon.

"Dragon Queen, how about we stop here?"

The God of Light resisted the five-color dragon breath and said.

"The elf race has already lost in the war, the chief god, Korellon, has been seriously injured by your ambush, and the god of fate and history is also severely injured, needing at least ten thousand years to recover."

The Immortal Dragon Queen paused her breath of dragon breath.

She gazed at

 the God of Light, saying, "Have you thought through the consequences of interfering in the war between our race and the elf race?"

The God of Light is a powerful deity.

But unlike the dragon and elf races, this deity does not have a divine lineage background.

Not all gods belong to a certain divine lineage, and there are many gods like the God of Light who are independent.

The God of Light maintained a sun-like gentle smile, saying, "I owe Korellon a favor, agreeing to intervene this time, not with the intention of making enemies with the dragon race."

The Immortal Dragon Queen's gaze slightly narrowed, saying, "Fine, I'll remember this."

The Immortal Dragon Queen, grasping the situation, knew it was difficult to stop the God of Light from leaving with the god of fate and history if she was alone.

A powerful deity uninterested in battling, in a one-on-one situation, is hard to stop.

But since she had promised Garon a suitable divine avatar, the Immortal Dragon Queen would not let the god of fate and history leave so easily.

She decisively opened a card she had intended to keep hidden for a longer time.

In the Five-Color Divine Realm, the ground began to tremble.

Amidst the shattered earth's cracks, glimpses of dark scales could be seen.

A terrifying black dragon burst forth from the ground, tearing through space, disappearing in the Five-Color Divine Realm.

"If so, I will take Rabilas and leave."

Hearing the Immortal Dragon Queen's words, the God of Light thought she had given up on killing the god of fate and history, so he wrapped himself and the god of fate and history in divine light, preparing to leave.

However.

During the conversation.

A jet-black dragon claw silently broke through the barriers of the star realm.

Forged from ferocious black steel and as large as a planet, the pitch-black dragon claw surged up, grasping towards the God of Light.

The God of Light's expression changed.

"The First Generation Adamant Dragon King?"

At the moment this fierce dragon appeared, many gods who were quietly observing here simultaneously showed shock.

The First Generation Adamant Dragon King, who was rumored to have long since died, appeared at this time.

Boom!

Caught off-guard, the bright and radiant sun was tightly grasped in the black and ferocious metal dragon claw.

The God of Light's fire surged, burning the First Generation Adamant Dragon King's huge claw, and within the endless white divine fire, the scales of the First Generation Adamant Dragon King turned a red-hot iron color, yet still firmly grasped the radiant light of the God of Light.

"Piero!"

"Do you think you can thwart my plan?"

"Who do you think I am? I am the Mother of Evil Dragons, the Immortal Dragon Queen!"

The five-headed fierce dragon roared simultaneously.

The ferocious and menacing five-headed evil dragon, along with the cold and hard iron dragon overlord, carrying a terrifying force of destruction, attacked the God of Light together.

At this moment, the First Generation Adamant Dragon King's body still had some unhealed wounds.

Visible cracks filled its dragon scales, and its tattered sky-covering dragon wings were evident.

Moreover, its mind seemed somewhat disordered, its pitch-black eyes occasionally flashing with five-color light, shaking its head and acting erratically, unable to exert its peak divine power.

But even so, it was enough.

Caught between two terrifying beasts, the God of Light turned his head to look at the god of fate and history, shook his head with a sigh, and said softly.

"Korellon, I've done my best."

The God of Light's voice was soft.

A billion rays of light flashed, and the recently risen sun in the star realm that illuminated all directions extinguished and disappeared, moving away from this place.

"Hmph!"

"You're quick to flee."

"This isn't over."

The Immortal Dragon Queen's body paused slightly, watching the direction the God of Light left, huffing heavily with an unhappy expression.

The First Generation Adamant Dragon King was not yet fully trained, and using it now meant it would need even more time to recover, and having been exposed, it would cause many deities to be wary, making it difficult to use the First Generation Adamant Dragon King as a trump card in future plans.

In the embrace of the Five-Color Divine Power, the pitch-black body of the First Generation Adamant Dragon King vanished.

The Immortal Dragon Queen spread her sky-covering dragon wings, dimming the divine light, covering the divinely damaged god of fate and history below her, her five pairs of eyes scanning the surroundings with fierce gazes.

The god of fate and history, severely wounded by the dragon breath, looked up at the body of the dragon queen, his eyes showing despair.

At the same time.

In the depths of the black crystal palace.

The silver dragon opened its eyes.

Around its body, a

 vast starry sky-like array of countless magical runes revolved.

Billions of magical runes spun together, forming a pattern like a setting sun.

It was the holy emblem pattern of the god of fate and history.

This holy emblem pattern was also the origin of the nickname "Sunset Sage."

The Sunset Holy Emblem rose and instantly disappeared from the black crystal palace, turning into a streak of light, shooting across the star realm's void, and in an instant, striking the body of the god of fate and history.

Many gods who quietly watched this scene were stunned.

This scene seemed familiar.

Especially the Third Generation Magic Goddess, situated in the divine realm, who, after a slight startle, became furiously enraged.

"Deification Technique!"

The spell that indirectly led to the fall of the First Generation Magic Goddess was now being used by the dragon court's master.

The Third Generation Magic Goddess suddenly stood up, but after hesitating for a moment, sat back down.

The divine rank of the First Generation Magic Goddess was as high as eighteen, highly respected by the gods.

Similarly endowed with a magic deity role, but even the magic deity role of the chief elf god, Korellon, wasn't as powerful as the First Generation Magic Goddess.

But the Third Generation Magic Goddess couldn't do it.

The Third Generation Magic Goddess wasn't a pure spellcaster.

She was a mortal shepherdess who had fortuitously obtained the divine rank of the Second Generation Magic Goddess, lacking the disposition and cultivation of the First Generation Magic Goddess.

Unwilling to always repair the magic net, wasting her own energy, and fearing the collapse of the magic net, repeating the end of the First Generation Magic Goddess.

Moreover, her curiosity about spells wasn't as intense.

The Third Generation Magic Goddess directly prohibited the use of high-circle spells within the magic net system and also set numerous restrictions on spellcasters.

But the power of the Magic Goddess is related to the prosperity of magic.

This was equivalent to shackling her own power, leading to the weakening of her magic deity role.

Now, this goddess's divine rank was only sixteen, not considered strong among powerful deities, and she was also an independent deity similar to the God of Light. For her, provoking the now thriving dragon divine lineage was not a wise move.

In the star realm.

The Deification Technique turned holy emblem branded the god of fate and history.

The body of the god of fate and history froze for a moment, then began to twist and change continuously, shifting between an elf form and a giant dragon body.

At the same time.

In the black crystal palace, Garon's pair of contract dragon horns shone, gathering a trace of all the power of the dragons in the now vast dragon court within his body.

Endless knowledge of deities, understanding of all things in the world.

The entire history of the elf race.

A series of clearly defined fate threads.

The flow of time in the multiverse, the changes of the years.

These burdens, unbearable for mortals, did not bring too much pressure to Garon.

As time passed, on the other end, the body of the god of fate and history had completely turned into the form of a silver dragon, still occasionally flickering, somewhat unstable.

And Garon gradually began to understand everything.

But just as Garon focused on the Deification Technique, seizing all the power of the god of fate and history.

Not far from the black crystal palace, a deep vortex suddenly appeared, like a black hole devouring the star realm's silvery light.

Taking advantage of the time the Immortal Dragon Queen confronted the God of Light.

An abyssal demon quietly bypassed the divine blockade set by the dragon queen, approaching Garon.

The moment the vortex appeared, the Immortal Dragon Queen's expression changed abruptly, sensing a suppressive and terrifying evil power.

Boom!

Boundless abyssal power erupted from the vortex like a black ocean, and in this dark sea, the body of a demon with two baboon-like heads and slimy tentacle-like limbs, grotesque and terrifying, also emerged.

One of the three titans of the abyss, the lord of several abyssal layers, the demon prince, Demogorgon.

In the star realm, the body of the demon lord, transformed by abyssal power, was also as large as a physical planet.

It extended countless tentacles, carrying rolling tidal abyssal power, curling towards the black crystal palace where Garon was located.

The Immortal Dragon Queen's pupils contracted, roaring, "You're courting death!"

The five-headed evil dragon spread its wings, pouncing towards Demogorgon.

The demon lord extended countless tentacles, while its two heads spewed dark corrosive abyssal energy towards the Immortal Dragon Queen.

Facing the attack of abyssal energy, the Five-Color Divine Power and dragon might, a shockwave that shook the star realm erupted, crushing the demon lord's countless tentacles.

But more tentacles attacked.

The First Generation Adam

ant Dragon King also reappeared, joining the Immortal Dragon Queen in destroying the demon prince's myriad tentacles.

But as one of the three titans of the abyss, the demon prince's ambush left the Immortal Dragon Queen and the poorly conditioned First Generation Adamant Dragon King unable to fully defend.

A few tentacles that slipped through the defenses of the two dragons curled towards the black crystal palace.

"You refuse my deal and use my name to spread rumors."

"Do you think, angering a demon prince will have no consequences?"

Demogorgon's tone was manic and fierce, echoing in the cosmic vacuum.

At this moment.

The silver dragon in the black crystal palace also sensed a lethal threat.

But Garon's expression did not show fear.

Because the time dragon's reverse flow had always been active, although there was no future Garon responding, there were undoubtedly many future Garons from various timelines watching here.

This was to prevent a powerful being from ambushing him.

This proved that Garon's precautions were not without reason.

In an instant, the eternally still river of time in the star realm trembled.

Initially, it was just some minor ripples, but the ripples quickly turned into a tide, and the tide became a surging tsunami, where the past, present, and future seemed to blur.

Buzz!

In the boiling river of time, a vast and immense silver dragon, larger than the Immortal Dragon Queen and the First Generation Adamant Dragon King at this moment, condensed.

Three pairs of sinuous majestic dragon horns, deep gray dragon scales, and twelve black scale rings covering its entire body. From an infinite distance, some star realm creatures could see the silver dragon's figure.

He looked like an enlarged, more mature, and stronger Garon.

This Garon, responding to the reverse flow of time, seemed to be Garon himself, not from other timelines.

The moment future Garon appeared, he looked down at Demogorgon.

The tentacles attacking Garon's original body silently turned to ash as if they had experienced endless years, and the power of time continued to extend along the tentacles directly to the demon lord's body.

The demon lord sensed danger.

It actively cut off the base of its arms, severing those tentacles corrupted by the power of time.

It had a sharp intuition.

If it didn't do so, its body would also start to decay.

Afterward, the demon lord, showing a wary look, looked at future Garon.

Then, seeing the roaring Immortal Dragon Queen and the First Generation Adamant Dragon King approaching to assist future Garon's attack, but noticing the Sword of Time's Demise at the same time, both paused their bodies, retreating in fear, obviously sensing its power.

On the other side.

The demon lord felt a crisis of death.

It panicked.

Abyssal power overloaded, turning into a terrifying destructive force.

Bang, bang, bang!

The river of time turned into a physical crystal, was blasted open with dense cracks.

Just as the Sword of Time's Demise approached, the physical crystal shattered, and the demon lord escaped from the frozen time flow.

Looking at the almost within reach Sword of Time's Demise, the demon lord's pupils shrank.

At the last moment, it twisted its body, making a dodge.

Hiss!

The Sword of Time's Demise, carrying a pitch-black void trail and the demon's blood, flashed past, disappearing in an instant.

"Ah!"

In the main material world, Mount Heaven, the Mechanical Realm, the Abyss, the Nine Hells... Many powerful beings in various planar worlds heard a piercing scream.

Demogorgon held one of its heads, its eyes showing extreme rage.

The scream came from the mouth of the head in its hands.

It raised its hand, wanting to press the head back.

But the severed head, under the power of time, turned into a blank void, not even leaving remnants.

"Damn time dragon!"

"One day, the abyss will devour you!"

After a harsh threat, the demon lord, having lost a head, jumped into the vortex, fleeing back to the Abyss.

Watching the fleeing demon lord, future Garon seemed not to pursue.

Turning his head, future Garon nodded slightly to the Immortal Dragon Queen, then glanced at the black crystal palace.

Without much delay or words, future Garon repaired the shattered and chaotic river of time after his body merged into the river of time, disappearing.

"The future Primordial Garon is so powerful."

"At least at the level of a quasi-powerful deity like Korellon."

The Immortal Dragon Queen looked at the current Garon.

Her five dragon heads simultaneously showed excitement, happy about their successful investment.

Many gods secretly observing this scene, after witnessing the strength of the Primordial Time Dragon, flickered with thought, their minds filled with countless thoughts.

At the same time.

Inside the black crystal palace, Garon's gaze grew brighter.

A feeling of understanding everything, mastering

 time, and comprehending fate naturally arose.

An ethereal brilliance spontaneously emerged, swirling around his body, a majestic aura distinct from dragon might, compelling creatures to involuntarily revere, began to radiate.

The world looked different in Garon's eyes.

Many substances he couldn't see before filled the air, his gaze could penetrate the planar barriers, seeing worlds and planes.

In his vision, numerous chain-like or light-like entities filled every inch of space around him, covering the star realm's void, simultaneously connecting all worlds and planes, with intricate patterns and designs covering all corners of the chains, conveying messages only deities could understand.

They seemed like nothing, non-existent, but in Garon's eyes, they were incredibly real.

The bizarre and magnificent scene was infinitely beautiful, making Garon somewhat enthralled.

He knew what these chain-like entities were.

These were the manifested rules of the multiverse's operation.

In every deity's eyes, it appeared different.

If the multiverse is understood as a program, then divine beings are those who can directly see the programming code of this program and can rewrite the code to some extent within certain limits.

At the same time, inside the black crystal palace, Garon's body vanished into thin air.

And the body of the god of fate and history stabilized, consolidating into Garon's form.

Lowering his head, looking at the last unwilling flicker of divine light between the dragon claws, the silver dragon's voice was low, saying, "In this moment, I ascend to godhood, and you descend to the mortal dust."

Hiss!

With a squeeze of the dragon claw, the last trace of divine light belonging to Rabilas extinguished.

Experiencing the feeling of becoming a deity, Garon hesitated for a moment, then slowly exhaled, his gaze becoming resolute.

In the vortex of time and space, he could resist the temptation of the power of time.

Here, he could equally renounce the lure of transcendent divine power.

Especially since the river of time was unwelcoming to deities, even with a time deity role, Garon had already felt the river of time's rejection of him, the deep connection between him and the river of time weakening.

He didn't want to lose the greater for the lesser.

Garon felt the river of time was more important to him.

Moreover, having a divine avatar had more benefits than his original body merging with the divine rank.

After making a decision, Garon gestured slightly.

The small divine scourge dragon appeared in Garon's hands.

The divine rank and divine power belonging to the god of fate and history were stripped from him and infused into the soul-connected divine scourge dragon.

As the divine light and divine aura on Garon's original body disappeared, divine light began to radiate from the divine scourge dragon's body, its presence becoming more vast and powerful.

The only constant was the same soul shared between Garon and this avatar.

Quickly.

Under the cover of endless divine light, the divine scourge dragon's form became infinitely majestic, while Garon reverted to his original appearance.

The feeling of understanding and perceiving everything vanished.

However, Garon was somewhat surprised that, perhaps due to the special connection with the divine scourge dragon, the rules' manifestation in his vision did not disappear.

This was the essence of the multiverse's rules.

Being able to see these was unspeakably beneficial for Garon.

"My original self, you have elevated me to godhood, and my divine power will forever protect you."

The divine scourge dragon's divine form shrank, matching Garon's size, then faced Garon, saying.

Garon nodded, saying, "When I become a quasi-powerful deity, I will help you elevate your divine power level."

The divine scourge dragon grinned, also saying, "I await that day's arrival."

Frankly, since they were originally one, conversing with the divine scourge dragon was akin to talking to oneself, actually understanding what the other would say before they spoke.

This feeling was quite weird.

But also very novel.

In the star realm, two identical silver dragons looked at each other, both revealing a smile.

From then on, the elf divine lineage lost a god of fate and history, and the dragon divine lineage gained a dragon god of time.

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