"See through me? I see through your despicable souls! " The Third Elder's long and thin dragon face smiled. "Now, in front of the First Prince of Deladia, with His Royal Highness as a witness, we can clean up our house and get rid of the tumor that has been hiding in the clan. This should be a great thing! Phosphorus, as the clan's strongest warrior, you shouldn't obstruct me. "
"This isn't obstructing, you're destroying the clan!" The Adult White Dragon Phosphorus took a step forward with a low voice. Waves of enormous Draconic Aura were slowly released from his body.
This Draconic Aura was so powerful that the air around him was naturally distorted. Occasionally, tiny black lines would appear. Those were the cracks that were formed when the space could not help but tremble.
The Third Elder smiled as he raised his scepter. The tip of the scepter released a gentle white light that blocked the Draconic Aura. This was the power of a god. Its quality was much higher than the Draconic Aura and could offset its Aura.
The humans were clustered around a handsome white-skinned man. Under the protection of two Gold-ranked Knights, he smiled as he looked at the internal strife of the White Dragon Clan in front of him.
"We, Deladia, have reasons to believe that under the leadership of the Third Elder, your clan will definitely be able to achieve a more glorious development than before. As long as your clan is able to establish a deeper connection with us, this will be a win-win situation for both of us."
Garon took advantage of these important people's conversation to sneak into the group of White Dragons' camp from the back.
His Young Dragon body was inconspicuous among the group of elephant-sized Adult White Dragons. He squeezed his way through and soon arrived in front of Boris who was being pressed down.
Boris's entire body was covered in injuries but he did not give up struggling. He was still trying his best to resist. After struggling impatiently, the White Dragon that was pressing down on him immediately gave him a slap, causing his head to bleed incessantly. He did not seem to care if he was dead or alive.
Leona was better off. She could only cry at the side and was at a loss of what to do.
The other Dragon Whelps who were usually on good terms with them were nowhere to be seen.
Without the protection of their ancestors, Leona and Boris were merely Dragon Whelps that were slightly stronger than the others. They were no different from the other dragons.
At this moment, the Third Elder's eldest grandson Wylow was showing off in front of the two dragons.
"Look, look. Boris, who was so arrogant just a while ago, is still being suppressed by me obediently now. He can't even turn his body around. Leona, I've told you before that there's no future with Boris. Do you regret it now? "
Bai Luo laughed in a strange manner.
"I've already signed an Eternal Contract with His Highness the Second Prince. Behind me is the entire Deladia Empire! Do you really think that you can fight against the entire empire with just the Great Elder alone? Stupid! "
Wylow was already a five-year-old Dragon Whelp, but he had taken a fancy to Leona who had always been playing with Boris. It was obvious that he had a conflict with Boris because of Leona in the past, and had even suffered a setback.
Now that he had gained the upper hand, he was beside himself with joy.
"Fight me if you have the guts!!" Boris roared loudly while panting heavily.
Bai Luo did not mind at all. Instead, he turned to look at Leona.
"How is it? Do you see my current ability? "He chuckled. "If you want to save your grandfather, as long as you listen to me obediently, I'll also plead with my grandfather. He loves me the most. Maybe he'll let your grandfather go if he's happy?"
Leona's tears flowed down continuously. Initially, she thought that she was just here to watch the fun and that it was a joyous day. However, she did not expect to discover such a huge change.
She was only an ordinary little Dragon Whelp. Faced with such a situation, she was completely powerless to resist.
Wylow was protected by adult White Dragons around him, so there was no way for her to resist.
The surrounding Dragon Whelps and Young Dragons who were watching did not dare to make a sound. Currently, too many White Dragons had received favors from the humans. In addition to the White Dragons' selfish nature, they could ignore anything that did not concern them. Therefore, all they shot over were cold and indifferent gazes.
Leona only felt very tired. She missed the time when her grandfather protected her. That sense of security and ease of mind …
Puff.
She suddenly felt that she was pushed by an external force from behind. The force was very strong, causing her to fall in front of Wylow in an instant.
She struggled to get up, but was immediately pressed down by a strong force from behind.
"Let go of me!" She cried out loudly.
"Aiya, what are you crying for? Do you think I'll treat you badly when we're together in the future?" Wylow laughed loudly and walked behind Leona.
"Let me see how this little female Dragon's development is. It looks pretty good! "
The surrounding White Dragons laughed in a slightly obscene manner.
Wylow was even more pleased with himself. He extended his hand and grabbed Leona's tail. He actually wanted to lift her tail up to look at the reproductive organs underneath.
Even if the White Dragons were slightly less courteous than the humans, such an action was actually trying to look at a female Dragon's reproductive organs in public with so many White Dragons watching.
This was no longer an insult. He did not treat Leona as a dragon at all!
Displaying the most private parts of a dragon for everyone to see was the most despicable act in any civilization group.
"Enough! Stop! "
Suddenly, a voice interrupted Wylow's laughter. He suddenly felt his dragon claw sink. A Young Dragon suddenly appeared in front of him and placed a claw on his hand.
"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this? "Wylow's expression darkened. Now that his grandfather was the most powerful person in the entire clan, he could do whatever he wanted without any scruples. However, there was actually a dragon who dared to stop him. This caused a spark of anger to appear in his heart.
The White Dragon who appeared was naturally Garon. He stood in the middle of all the surrounding White Dragons with the body of a Young Dragon. There was not a hint of uneasiness or fear in him.
"This matter ends here." He glanced at Wylow indifferently. "Now that we've gone overboard, when you're in trouble in the future, there won't be any leeway."
Although Boris and Leona were not close to him, they were still his friends. Now that they were in trouble, it was impossible for him to not step in and stop them.
However, he was also unwilling to offend the Third Elder who was in power now.
"Garon …? You're Garen?! "To his surprise, White Luo actually recognized him. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
He remembered him. Initially, he thought that Garon had always been cold and indifferent, so it was unlikely that he would stand up for Boris and Leona. Now, it seemed that this guess was not very accurate. However, looking at Garon's expression, it seemed that he had only stepped in because he had gone overboard.
When Garon had defeated Reyman back then, the elders in the clan, including his grandfather, had unanimously agreed to nurture Garon as an important person. Now that the observation period had passed, it was basically confirmed that Garon was the most talented White Dragon in the clan. Even Reyman was ranked behind him.
Even his grandfather valued him greatly.
Hence, Wylow did not want to make things too awkward with Garon.
"So, it's Garon." A smile immediately appeared at the corner of his mouth. Looking at Leona who was on the ground, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.
"Since you've stepped in to make peace, fine! I'll give you face this time. "After all, there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with these two fellows.
He added in his heart.
Garon nodded as a response. If not for the fact that the Third Elder was behind this fellow, he would not have bothered with such a small character.
"When you're free, you must invite Brother Garon to my cave. Grandfather and Father have admired you since a long time ago," Wylow said before he left.
"If there's a chance, I will," Garon replied casually and politely.
Only then did Wylow turn around and leave with a few White Dragon Guards, satisfied.
Garon watched them leave and returned to the Third Elder's side. Through the group of dragons, he saw the Third Elder smiling at him from afar and nodding in acknowledgment.
Garon returned the smile to show his respect.
As an Elder and an Oracle, the Third Elder's abilities were at least Level Nine. At the same time, with Tiamat's scepter that could mobilize Divine Power, his abilities were estimated to be at Level Ten.
Generally speaking, all professionals who had surpassed Level Nine could already be called Peak Professionals.
Generally, the highest professional level was Level Nine. From Level Six onwards, there was a huge gap between each level. It would take many years of consolidation and accumulation to break through. It was not as easy to break through as it was below Level Six.
Level Ten existences were already qualified to break through to the Demigod Realm. Of course, there were very few who knew how to become a Demigod. The Demigod Mystery Book had always been the most precious and mysterious knowledge among all races because it was a scarce resource that was strictly controlled by the gods. Only by choosing to join the God System, passing the faith test, and signing an extremely powerful binding contract similar to the Nether River Oath could one obtain this kind of knowledge.
Level Nine was actually the highest position in the entire mortal world. Relying on one's own training and practice was the peak. It was the peak that living beings could reach by relying on their own efforts and talents.
After that was the Transcendental Realm, which belonged to the non-human level. Obtaining or understanding divinity, obtaining faith, and igniting the Divine Fire was not something that an ordinary existence without inheritance could do. The complexity of it was far beyond the imagination of any living being. The battles and fights that needed to be experienced were also very cruel.
Therefore, no matter what, Garon understood that he was not qualified to have a conflict with such an existence at the moment.
Moreover, since Polyleona could be saved, there was no need to intensify the conflict.
"Are you alright?" He turned around and looked at Leona. This little fellow was lying on the ground and crying. When she heard his voice, she got up and threw herself into Garon's arms.
"Ugh …" Everything that happened today was indeed too cruel for her.
Polyleona got up from the side. His body was covered in blood and both of his arms were broken. Looking at Leona who was in Garon's arms, his face was ashen. His entire dragon body was like a suppressed active volcano that could erupt at any time.
Garon glanced at him.
"Go back. This matter is no longer something that you can get involved in." He sighed.
A few of the surrounding Dragon Whelps wanted to come up and comfort them, but they did not come out in the end. They only looked at the three dragons.
Safour, Sathree, and Satwo were among the group of Dragon Whelps. Garon had instructed them not to come out.
"Thanks for today." Polyleona's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth. He clenched his claws tightly and his entire body was trembling slightly.
The enchanted equipment that he was originally wearing was gone. It was obvious that it had been snatched away.
"It's alright. You have to be careful in the future. "Garon reminded him. "That brat doesn't seem like he'll let you go so easily."
"Mm-hm." Boris nodded his head forcefully. He looked around and observed everything around him seriously, as if he wanted to engrave everything deeply into his mind.
Perhaps he would never forget everything that had happened on this day!!
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