And this was before the distant Age of Gods!
The eldest and second sons who were most favored by the Origin, under the instigation of the great one who should never betray the Origin, chose to blaspheme!
That was a day that all ancient dragons would always remember.
The gods who once maintained the operation of the world brought their weapons from the original gift, started wars all over the world, and then gathered in front of the heavenly palace.
In order to stop the ancient gods' blasphemous acts, the ancient dragons, led by Prasanx, built a sea of dragon's breath in front of the Heavenly Palace.
The scorching flames could melt even the mighty Titans in an instant.
It is a vast sea where theoretically all living things will die if they touch it.
But after all the eldest sons and the second sons gathered together.
The great one who should stand beside the dragons finally showed up in front of the ancient dragons!
For this great man who was once respected as His Majesty by all living beings.
The dragons' wrath is outrageous.
Maybe it was to vent the anger in their hearts, maybe it was to better question the other party face to face, or perhaps it was to completely end this tragic war.
In short, when the great man appeared, the first dragon in the world, Prasanx, took the initiative to fly over the Sea of Dragon's Breath.
Then ask for a duel to the death!
Finally, finally.
When he thought of this, Arosanx's breathing became heavy.
Prasanx is the most respected leader of Arosanx and the ancient dragons, and is recognized as the strongest dragon.
Many people even believe that in this world, apart from the Original, Prasanx should be the most powerful.
Because the dragon race is the most powerful and perfect race, and Prasanx is the original god of this perfect race!
But even Prasanks, who was stationed in the Heavenly Palace and served as the original deputy, eventually fell at the feet of the Heavenly Palace.
The dragons and gods all thought that it would be a very fierce fight.
But the fact is not so. The Origin gave that great one an almost excessive gift.
Even when the other party completely betrayed him, this gift was not taken back in the slightest, and it seemed that he had gained even more.
Obviously, he chose blasphemy and rebellion, but the benevolent Lord of the dragons gave him more power.
Because Yuanchu knew better than anyone what He was going to do on this trip.
And at that time, all the dragons, all the gods, and all the creatures actually knew another thing, that is, even the original eldest son had committed such a serious crime.
But as long as He is willing to turn back, He can immediately receive the original response and forgiveness at any time and anywhere.
This is an honor that belongs to Him alone.
Because He is so special and noble.
But He did not, and He directed all the gifts He had received toward the great Original.
It was with this incredible power that he easily killed the dragon god.
The first dragon species in the world, Prasanx, died on the spot just by encountering it.
Afterwards, the Dragon God's blood rain spread all over the sky and completely extinguished the sea of dragon's breath.
When the mighty army of blasphemy crossed the scorched land, the dragons that had lost their Dragon God were beaten back again and again in front of the original Firstborn.
If Yuanchu had not gouged out his own eyes and turned them into an endless city and sent away the last dragons.
I'm afraid that by now, dragons are just fragments of information hidden in ancient books.
Yaroshanks thought that this would be an ancient memory forever buried in his heart.
Because He himself deliberately avoided everything that had happened.
He would remember the hatred he once had, but he dared not think back to what he had seen.
Because in that final battle, although the dragon god died, the dragons still fought on.
The death of Prasanx even aroused the dragons' ferocity.
But it's useless. Not only are the numbers of the blasphemous army endless, but they also have the gifts of the ancient gods and they themselves are actually powerful species from the early days of creation.
During that period, even the last humans created had strength and lifespan far beyond the reach of modern humans.
The dragons are better, but they are more numerous.
Yaroshanks remembered that he should have died in the battle in that heavenly palace.
Because after he bit a Titan's neck, a tree man easily pierced his chest, which had been completely devoid of scales due to the attack of a human knight. At that moment, he could even see his heart beating wildly in his chest.
And around this huge wound were more broken weapons and even half of a corpse that was still holding the sharp blade tightly in its hand even after death.
There are dwarves, orcs, humans and many more weird races.
To mortals, it seemed so horrible that it was beyond description.
But this scene was not scary at all to Aroshanks, because it was just death in battle.
What really made him afraid to recall this scene was that when he fell down, he saw the ancient gods, led by the First One, walking indifferently towards the Flower Court, as well as his fellow tribesmen who were constantly dying tragically around him and them.
The dragons fell one after another, and the army of blasphemy also fell one after another.
But no matter how much blood the dragons shed, they could never stop the other side from advancing.
So this became Aroshanks's lingering nightmare.
Because he knew very well that he was powerless at that time.
And most importantly, he survived. His father and grandfather tried their best to rescue him from the hands of the blasphemous army when he was seriously injured and unconscious.
It can be said that most of the ancient dragons alive today, except those who were isolated in other battlefields, survived in this way.
He fell down seriously injured, and was then rescued by his own clansmen and relatives who fought desperately for him. Finally, he was sent away by Yuanchu.
They who should have died survived, while their loved ones who should have survived died in that blasphemous war instead of them.
Therefore, in the later Age of Gods, the dragons would launch wars of revenge again and again, regardless of the cost.
That was for the original, and also for their relatives.
Tick. Tick.
Drop after drop of cool rain broke Yaroshanks' memories.
It's really strange that it's raining heavily at this time. The battle just now clearly dispersed the clouds.
He looked up and saw that it was raining heavily.
"Surrender, you have no chance of winning! Your Majesty Aroshanks."
Even in the heavy rain, Campello's voice was extremely clear to Yaroshanks' ears.
"surrender?!"
Yarosanx first repeated the word in confusion, and then he looked around with Campello's confirmation.
Not long ago, this place was full of his people, but now only his son is left.
Then, his people were either hovering helplessly below, or struggling in the mud with wailing.
"Surrender..."
"Yes, surrender!"
Campello continued to repeat what he had said before.
At this time, Aishikaya, who was standing with the Queen, was suddenly pulled behind by a pair of hands covering her mouth.
At first, Aishikaya wanted to resist, but then she stopped and looked at the distorted air around her strangely, then looked at the owner of those hands—Mozo—with an inquiring look!
Mozo did not directly answer the eldest son. He looked up at the boundless city in the sky through the barrier of the Twin Sacred Trees.
He then whispered:
"It's better for us not to show up at this time."
Whether he is Chick or someone else, one thing is certain.
That is, Mozo, like Yueliang, was one of the eldest sons who had fought their way into the Heavenly Palace back then.
So if they want Yaroshanks to surrender, it is better for the two of them not to show up.
Although Mozo knew that if he showed up, he might be able to completely confirm his identity based on Yaroshanks's reaction.
But in the end, Mozo chose to hide, because this might allow more surviving people to survive!
And it’s not like there is no other way.
When given a choice, choose a method that is more likely to save lives. This is Mozo’s answer!
Upon hearing this, Aishikaya sighed helplessly:
"You, how come you look so much like my brother? Should I say you are worthy of being the wife chosen for him?"
Aishikaya also remembered before Prasanks and her brother fought each other.
Her brother and Prashanks also had a brief conversation:
"You know what we are doing! Get out of the way, my friend!"
"I'm sorry, I can't, my most respected Highness! Everything we have comes from the Creator. If He wants to take it back, then we should accept it!"
"But it was her idea to let us come!"
"My Lord, I cannot deny your idea of drinking sweet spring water today just because you wanted to drink sweet tea yesterday."
"You will die, my friend!"
"Everyone will die except you and the Lord, Your Highness. It's only a matter of time."
"This is your own way of doing things! You should at least let your people live. You can't stop us by yourself!"
“No, this is the choice of our entire tribe.”
"Then I can only say sorry, my friend."
"Me too, my Lord."
Afterwards, the ancient dragon that Moon had always hated was engulfed in blood and fire, just as Yaroshanks had seen.
It was also at that time that Yueyue discovered that she didn't dislike this serious and old-fashioned dragon at all.
But many times, many things cannot be decided simply by preference.
So at this time, the moon just sighed and chose to remain silent.
In the barrier of the Twin Sacred Trees, even Aroshanks would subconsciously ignore them.
In fact, everything outside is slowly developing towards the future that Mozo expects.
Although that is actually contrary to his interests and demands.
Looking at the hesitation and confusion in his father's eyes.
Pramusis also followed suit:
"Surrender, father. Revenge is over. As leaders, we should let our tribe continue."
The voice of his son, his king, touched Aroshanks' heart more than anything else.
"Should we surrender?"
"Yes, father, this way at least the people we brought with us can survive!"
"But, but."
"No buts, father. This is what we should do. You know, we have no chance of winning."
During the conversation between the father and son, all the gods chose to remain silent, but the heavy rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier.
And in this heavy rain, it seems that there are more things spreading.
The two Dragon Gods did not notice this because their minds were completely elsewhere at the moment.
The moon below gave Mozo a strange look.
But Mozo didn't answer her this time.