"I object!" At the top of the Silver Tower, in a colorful space surrounded by a few yellow spheres, Soaring Wing King and the rest of the councilors were gathered in the center.
If Garon were to look from here, he would realize that the yellow spheres here were exactly the same as the major planes he saw when he first came here.
"I object."
After Soaring Wing King spoke, another councilor who had always been in agreement with him spoke slowly.
Another councilor said.
"I reserve my opinion."
An old man in a white robe stood at the highest point. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles and held a very short white oak staff. He held it in his hand as if he was holding a small hammer, and he kept hitting the palm of his other hand again and again.
"The automatic defense mechanism has been activated. Regarding the handling of White Dragon Garon, or whether to hand Garon over to White Dragon Mountain, it concerns the respective attitudes of White Dragon Mountain and the White Dragon Clan who have sided with the clans of Deladia Empire. Although you may feel that the voting is a little too formal, this choice is enough for us to vote, "the old man said slowly.
"A little White Dragon is nothing, but the key is the attitude of the two major forces. Although White Dragon Mountain is far stronger than the clans, they may not be able to become our strength. That's why I agree to support the clans, "a female councilor in a red robe said softly.
The fifth and last councilor wore a round hat inlaid with diamonds. His smiling face seemed to have completely stiffened.
"On the contrary, I feel that if the White Dragon Mountain is able to lean towards us because of this, it would be considered as a great gain. Although I, Deladia, have obtained the support of many dragon clans, this is only on the surface. In reality, everyone is well aware that the various dragon clans are only treating our Empire as a place to train their new recruits. Although the White Dragon Clan has sided with us, their strength is still too weak. Even the strongest Elder is only a fake Level Ten, and the White Dragon Mountain has Ancient Dragons. "
"However, the handling of this matter concerns the attitude of the major dragon clans towards us, especially since the trouble this time was caused by little Asilia," Soaring Wing King frowned. "I'm skeptical of Diamond King's opinion. White Dragon Mountain has always been arrogant. It's also a problem if they don't look up to Deladia Empire. "
"Soaring Wing King seems to be very supportive of the clan …" Diamond King narrowed his eyes and glanced at him. "Then, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"What are we betting on?" Soaring Wing King refused to be outdone.
"Back then, you won the Blade of Canberra from me, betting on whether this Garon could become the key to influencing the stance between White Dragon Mountain and the clan. If the White Dragon Mountain is willing to side with us because of this, then you can give me that Canberra Divine Weapon. If not, then I will help you solidify something. "
Soaring Wing King fell into deep thought. He was hesitating whether he should continue to support Garon.
Diamond King continued.
"I support handing Garon over to White Dragon Mountain in exchange for their inclination towards us."
"What if the clan gets angry and leaves us?" An opposing member said in a low voice.
"Alright, alright. This question ends here. "Since the vote had already been cast, the decision would be made according to the number of votes.
The chairman of the central committee raised his short staff and waved it gently. The image of Garon in the city appeared in the middle of the five people.
"Three votes against handing him over to White Dragon Mountain, one for neutrality, and one for support."
"But what about the mark of the Dragon of Calamity on Garon's body?" Diamond King continued.
"Dragon of Calamity …" The chairman closed his eyes and thought for a while.
Suddenly, there was a new change in Garen's image in the middle.
*****
The Lightning Spear hovered above Garon's head and fell at a high speed. It almost pierced into Garon's head. He did not move at all, nor did he resist.
A black necklace was faintly discernible around his neck. It was the Teleportation Necklace that Ann gave him.
Garon's entire body was numb. At the same time, countless illusions filled his vision. It was a strong poison that was caused by the sting on his tail. The poison quickly spread throughout his body.
This poison was extremely overbearing. Even with his current terrifying physique, he was still paralyzed to the point that he could not move.
However, he did not know that the two White Dragon Mountain emissaries behind him were stunned.
"This is the Tsetse Fly Poison that can even knock out a Demigod Colossal Dragon! This guy … did not faint! This is unbelievable!! "
"Also, what is this black rope necklace? I can't even untie it! "
The two emissaries struggled with all their might. Even with their Level Nine Peak Spells and abilities, they still could not break free from the rope on their bodies.
The black rope extended from the necklace around Garon's neck.
"Shadow Dragon Queen, one of the three Lords of the Dragon of Calamity, Ann, where is she!!" The Formation Spirit of the entire Snow City roared. In the thunderclouds in the sky, a lightning face was faintly discernible, containing extreme anger.
Garon slowly recovered from the poison. His extremely abnormal physique was already immune to the poison. It was only because this poison was too terrifying that he was paralyzed for such a short period of time. However, this was already the limit.
The power that filled the air above his head made his entire body tremble. This Formation Spirit was a terrifying existence that had lived for an unknown number of years. Now that it had unleashed its power, it was almost equivalent to half of the Silver Tower Master's power.
The Silver Tower Master's strength was at the peak of the Mortal World. Half of him was at least Level Thirteen. This kind of oppressive power made Garon's breathing a little sluggish. He was oppressed beyond recognition.
The Draconic Aura all over his body was tightly compressed into a ball, sticking close to his skin. He could not get out at all. His physical fitness was directly suppressed and decreased by an average of twenty points, leaving him with an average of sixty points. He was greatly weakened.
"I don't know what you mean by that?!" Naturally, he could not reveal Ann's existence, whether it was for the sake of friendship or his own safety. Once he revealed Ann's whereabouts, not only would he lose his own safety, but he would also be accused of colluding with the Dragon of Calamity. It was even possible that he would be killed to vent his anger.
"You have that monster's aura on you. I won't be mistaken!" The Formation Spirit roared angrily.
"Alright, Formation Spirit, we will be in charge of this matter now. You can go back and rest." The voice of the Chairman sounded again.
A huge deterrent power forcefully suppressed the Formation Spirit. The thunderclouds dissipated and the lightning spears dispersed.
"You are not the Dragon of Calamity. Perhaps you did not know that Ann was one of the three Lords of the Dragon of Calamity when you came into contact with her. Therefore, this is pardonable. However, no matter what, you will be punished because of the Dragon of Calamity." The Chairman's voice was transmitted from the sky. "The Soaring Wing King will be the sovereign to punish you."
With a swoosh, the Soaring Wing King appeared directly in the sky in front of Garon. He floated and looked at Garon at the same level.
Garon's heart skipped a beat. "I apologize for my ignorance and recklessness. Indeed, I might not even know that she was the Dragon of Calamity." He lowered his head.
"So, you are willing to accept the punishment?" The Soaring Wing King gave him a look. He had worked hard to earn this right to dispose of Ann.
"Yes, I am willing." Garon quickly said.
Ken and Annie who were behind him could not interrupt at all. They were directly confined by the force field and could only be anxious. Garon was their clan's biggest hope. If anything serious happened to him, they would not be able to go back and answer to the Third Elder.
"Alright then. The Dragon of Calamity has devoured countless living beings. In order to absolve you of your crime, I will send you to the Abyss to accept the Blood Battle. If you can survive, all your crimes will be written off." The Soaring Wing King did not wait for the other councilors to speak. He waved his scepter and instantly, a blood-red crack opened in front of Garon like an eye.
Sent to the Abyss?!
Hearing this punishment, even the chairman was a little stunned. This was no longer a punishment, but a disguised way of sending Garon to his death!
What kind of place was the Blood Battle in the Abyss? If one did not fight until one died of exhaustion, one would not be able to escape at all. Without special recovery abilities, one would be permanently assimilated by the Abyss and become a part of it.
This punishment was too severe!
Even the Diamond King thought so. At this moment, he felt that it was kind of him to support sending Garon to the White Dragon Mountain. Looking at the Soaring Wing King in the image, he felt that he needed to reevaluate the personality of the Soaring Wing King.
Garon also cooperated and showed a stunned expression as if he could not believe what he had just heard.
Without waiting for him to resist, the Soaring Wing King pointed his scepter and released a force field with the power of a Level Twelve Arcana Master. It directly grabbed him and threw him into the crack.
Swoosh!
His vision was instantly blood-red and he felt his whole body spinning.
"He is a member of the White Dragon Mountain! How dare you punish him without permission!! " The voice of the White Dragon Mountain's emissary was faintly discernible behind him. It was getting further and further away. Soon, Garon could no longer hear it.
The blood-red tunnel flew past in front of his eyes. It was as if he was passing through a long, winding intestine.
After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light gradually appeared in front of him.
Boom!
He was like a fish that had rushed out of the water. The first thing he saw was a gray sky and a blood-red sun.
Around him was a boundless black plain. There was nothing on the plain. Other than large pieces of exposed white rocks, there were no other creatures.
"The first thing to do after coming to the Abyss is to hide myself," Garon recalled the Soaring Wing King's advice.
He hurriedly looked around and did not find any strange creatures. He was considered lucky. He quickly dug his tail into the ground and dug back and forth at high speed. Soon, he had dug a very big hole. After his body went in, Garon released a circle of temporary scouting guards around him to prevent any creatures from approaching. Only then did he relax slightly.
"My luck is not bad. There was no battle that attracted the attention of the demons and devils. I'll just focus on absorbing the Despair Skull first."
Without another word, he began to set up a barrier to isolate the aura. He had no problem with a low-level negative energy barrier. However, it was impossible for the Lesser Divine Weapon to not have any aura. What he needed to do was to absorb all the aura before it dissipated.
In the dark cave, Garon let the Lesser Divine Weapon, Despair Skull, float in front of him. This skull that looked no different from a normal human's had golden flames burning in its eyes. There was a faint golden rune in between its eyebrows. Large mouthfuls of purple mist gushed out of its mouth and nose. Then, it was sucked in by Garon.
He could clearly see that his Potential Points were increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"At this speed, I'll be able to absorb all the aura in five days," Garon estimated the time. If he was not forced to come here earlier, he would not have to be so worried.
However, since it had already happened, it was useless to feel helpless. The most important thing was to face reality.
After calming himself down, he slowly hid in the cave and started to absorb the Potential Aura.
*****
On the black plains, somewhere a few kilometers away from Garon, a gigantic creature was lying prone and resting.
This gigantic creature had the upper body of a dragon and the lower body of a spider. Its back was constantly burning with yellow flames. Its eyes were also golden vertical pupils that were extremely ferocious.
The gigantic creature was surrounded by many yellow bugs that resembled earth beetles. They crawled around the gigantic creature in large groups as if they were cleaning its body.
"There's a strange aura … near me …" (Abyssal language)
The gigantic creature suddenly spoke.
"It's the aura of a dragon …" It sniffed. It moved its gigantic body. Its body was more than ten meters long and more than eight meters tall. Other than its back, the rest of its body was covered in earth armor that resembled thick scales.
"Shall we take a look?" Countless beetles gathered around it and formed a human figure that seemed to be a woman.
"No, there's no need. Even if it's a dragon, it won't be able to escape the Ice Ant Tide in the evening." The gigantic creature crawled down again.
"If it can survive the Ice Ant Tide, then it's qualified for me to take a look at it personally."
It set the rules.
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