I was really curious. If the middle-aged man in front of me, who was said to be a Blue Dragon, knew that I had left him hanging on the plaza for half an hour just to coax a child, just how much more would his already twisted expression become?
However, thinking back to the scene of the adults and children fooling around on top of the Bubble Tower, and then looking at our grand and majestic appearances as if we were the best in the world, even Pandora, who was holding a gun and was about to fight Ding Dang for her brother's love lollipop, was wearing a gorgeous battle robe. This kind of striking contrast really made one speechless. This was sufficient to prove that behind every glamorous big shot, there was definitely a side that no one knew or even found hard to believe. Just like the angel sister who was hovering beside us with her wings slightly flapping, a noble and holy smile on her face as she looked at the Dragon Tribe Envoy. You would never be able to imagine just a few minutes ago, this lass was crying out in surprise as she tumbled down from the top of the Bubble Tower …
Standing in front of me was a tall and muscular middle-aged man with short blue hair. If it wasn't for that faint Draconic Might, he would look no different from an ordinary human. Behind this man were more than ten common-looking generals … cough, cough, I mean, his entourage (Actually, all the other races had brought a large number of guards, but of course, these guards didn't have the right to come to the Divine Island, which was why they were all stationed near Theramore, while the ones who came to the Divine Island were the representatives of the various races). Unlike the middle-aged man in front of me, the Draconic Might they exuded was even more obvious and violent. This didn't mean that they were more powerful, but rather that their power levels weren't high, and they were unable to suppress their own powers as easily as their leader. Still, this was only so in our eyes. As dragons, these fellows were born with power far greater than humans. I had no doubt that these ten or so dragons in front of me, who couldn't even be considered elites of their own species, had the power to defeat tens of thousands of human soldiers or thousands of human mages while in human form. No matter what, they were a powerful species created by the Titans to protect the world back in the day, and this astonishing racial advantage wasn't just for show.
However, they were still the visitors. Even though their powerful aura and faint draconic aura gave these dozen or so dragons an obvious sense of oppression, we didn't lack in aura. Not to mention the thousands of Holy Knights from Theramore and the same number of Schilling's soldiers with their gigantic weapons, not to mention the rows of marauder mechas that were more than ten meters tall. Just Alaya's boundless power of Holy Light alone was enough to suppress the aura of the dozen or so dragons in front of us.
Of course, this didn't mean that Alaya's power was enough to overwhelm the dozen or so dragons. As the guardian species of Azeroth, the dragons in this world were much stronger than the ones I had seen in other worlds. Although the dozen or so dragons in front of me weren't the strongest of their species, since they were chosen as their representatives, they definitely possessed considerable power apart from outstanding diplomatic skills. So, to be honest, the divine aura that Anveena released wasn't enough to completely suppress the dozen or so dragons. It was just that these envoys seemed to have a clear understanding of the situation. Today, we were the ones in charge of everything. Since the dragons had pledged their allegiance to the Salvation Army, they naturally wouldn't put on any airs.
This was only one of the reasons. The second reason was naturally the miraculous metal island that Bubble had rushed to create. To the natives of Azeroth, even to these powerful dragons who were capable of creating countless miracles, a floating metal island made entirely out of an unknown, mystical metal was an astonishing miracle. This was especially so when they heard that this "Island of Gods" was built in a single night. Naturally, these dragons were even more astonished by the power of the "God's Envoy". Furthermore, I guessed that this Blue Dragon in human form in front of me had already noticed that there was something special about the metal floor beneath his feet. This was because I noticed that all of the dragon envoys, including this middle-aged man, were emitting a faint aura of energy. Among the common-looking … entourage, there was a female dragon wearing a skirt who was revealing a section of her smooth calf that was covered in faint green dragon scales. The terrifying anti-magic properties of the Star Gold Ore were actually able to counteract even the dragon race's innate ability to transform into human form!
Although the representatives of the dragon race were displeased that we had left them hanging on the plaza for more than half an hour, they knew that with their status, they didn't have the right to throw a tantrum with the big shots in front of them. Furthermore, as the guardian race of this world, the dragon race actually valued the mission that they were born with. In the face of the safety of the world, these slightly arrogant dragons were actually more sensible than I had imagined. The dragon envoy in front of me tidied up his originally impeccable attire before lowering his head. "Dragon envoy, Ferdinand Hossein. It is my honor to meet you, esteemed Lord God Envoy."
To be able to make the most arrogant dragon race in all kinds of YY novels bow to me so respectfully, my smile was truly carefree. "No need to be so courteous, no need to be so courteous. The fact that you are able to place so much importance on the safety of the world and see the big picture makes me feel gratified."
Sandora, who was standing beside me, also revealed a faint smile. Using an elegant and noble tone, she said, "God will not forget your contributions in the war to protect this world."
I clearly noticed that when Sandora's voice sounded, the body of this dragon named Ferdinand shuddered violently as though he had been electrocuted.
When he raised his head, he saw that a certain ice- cold little girl standing beside me had coincidentally turned her unfocused eyes towards his face. Immediately, he shuddered again.
It seemed that this pair of beautiful sisters had left a rather deep impression on the dragon race. Now, I was really curious as to how the violent little Pandora had managed to torment the dragon race to such an extent.
What followed after was naturally a meaningless exchange of pleasantries. The content of the exchange was nothing more than the fact that the world was on the brink of destruction, and that the heroes needed to raise their arms and rally the millions of warriors of the dragon race to fight against the powerful enemy in order to save the world from danger. Such meaningless words were something that I couldn't be bothered to worry about. Naturally, I left it to the most sly … intelligent and intelligent Miss Lin to handle. As expected of a daughter from a prestigious family who had participated in all kinds of social gatherings, she was actually able to ramble on and on for ten minutes without any signs of stopping …
Just as we were still exchanging pleasantries with the dragon race's representative, a gentle female voice suddenly echoed from the top floor of the Bubble Tower. "The human emissary is nearing the God's Island. Preparing to receive him …"
Holy Knight Victor. He was the representative of the human race. As an experienced Holy Knight and an old noble, he believed that there weren't many human nobles who were qualified to be the emissary other than himself.
Unlike the other knights who were riding on their griffins, Victor's mount was a red young dragon. This young dragon was hatched from a dragon egg that he had snatched from the beastmen during a battle. Due to the magic left behind by the beastmen, this dragon egg, which should have taken dozens of years to hatch, actually hatched in just a few years and became Victor's most trusted battle partner. Owning a dragon was something that many human knights dreamed of. However, not only did it require great power, it also required amazing luck. Dragons weren't a race that was easy to deal with, and it wasn't easy to gain the approval of the dragon race just by relying on one's own strength. Victor was one such lucky person. Not only did he have the power to gain the approval of the dragon race, but he was also lucky enough to obtain a dragon egg. No matter what kind of animal it was, it would be very trusting of the first face that it saw when it was born. Furthermore, everyone in Azeroth knew that if a dragon voluntarily became a human's mount, even if the rider was a cripple, the dragons would turn a blind eye to it. Therefore, Victor was very lucky to become a dragon knight.
Of course, until now, this young dragon that he had named Luz still insisted on calling him mother. This was also a pain in Victor's heart …
Looking at the huge floating island that was getting closer and closer, Victor felt like his blood was boiling!
God! Angel! Salvation Army! Become a hero under the leadership of God to save the world!
Even though Victor was a Paladin who abided by the precepts of "caution and indifference", he couldn't help but tremble with excitement. He felt like he was becoming a legend, and that supreme glory was waiting for him in front of him. Even now, when he thought of the huge warship of God descending from the sky, the silhouettes of the gods appearing in the clouds, and the holy angel descending in front of him, Victor couldn't help but feel his blood boil with excitement. Such a legendary chapter in history, today, he was going to open it with his own hands!
Looking at the huge floating iron city in front of him, Victor couldn't believe that it was built in one night! That was definitely a miracle that only God could create! Only a powerful and noble noble like himself, who came from a noble family with a long history, had the qualifications to become an emissary of the gods!
Victor was feeling very proud of himself when he heard a familiar voice coming from below him, "Mother?"
"…" Victor was speechless.
Victor's good mood was ruined in an instant. His mind was clouded by a dark cloud. Unfortunately, he thought of another thing that made him unhappy: the Forgotten Ones.
As a noble Paladin, how could he fight side by side with those fallen and evil undead creatures? Victor felt annoyed at the thought that the Salvation Army was going to be mixed with the undead, a filthy race.
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