Dragon Who Controls Time

if I can kill it, I can quickly defeat the elven army on planet ell.

Fantasy fairy ... Garen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became sharp.

There were many reasons for this war. One of them was the fantasy elves who pretended to be Dragons and stirred up conflict on Kara planet. He had to be responsible for them.

"Alright, I got it."

give me the coordinates of this world. I'll go there personally later.

This was the advantage of having a top-tier combat power like garen in the main material world. With the Dragon God and the elf God involved and unable to stop him, he could behead and kill the high-tier combat power of the elf race one by one.

As for the rest, he would leave it to the high-level combatants of the dragon clan.

After coral started, more ancient dragons explained the situation in their battlefields.

After all, the situation that he had learned from Nehemiah was rather one-sided. Only through the narration of the group of primordial Dragons did garen have a better understanding of the war.

Due to the fact that the Dragon race had become much more United, they had the upper hand in most of the prime material worlds.

If there were no twists and turns in this war, even if garen did not return, as time passed, the elven Kingdom would gradually fall into a decline and be defeated by the dragon clan.

Now that they had garen as a combat force, this process could be sped up a lot, and it could also prevent many unexpected situations from happening.

"I've brought some equipment,"

"It can help you perform better on your own battlefields."

Garen took out nearly a hundred pieces of equipment.

Most of these equipment were made by Orne using the most primitive and powerful materials of the valoran continent. The lowest quality was equivalent to high-quality legendary equipment, and many of them were comparable to demigod artifacts.

Orne had forged a lot of equipment, and in the spirit of an artisan, he had poured his heart and soul into every piece of equipment.

As for the equipment that Orne had accumulated over the years, he had given garen a lot of it.

Rather than storing it away, it would be better to use it in the current war.

Only the primordial Dragons could maximize the use of these high-quality equipment.

Looking at the giant Dragons who were breathing heavily, garen said in a serious tone, " I'm only lending you this equipment.

​ The legendary giant Dragons looked disappointed, but garen continued after he finished, " however, if there are members who perform outstandingly in the war, these equipment will be given out as a reward.

All Dragons loved treasures.

High-quality equipment was also favored by the true dragon.

Even after becoming an ancient dragon, Dragons still wanted to obtain high-quality equipment. It was also great that they did not need to hug it to sleep.

After that, one by one, the primordial Dragons received the equipment assigned by garen and tried them on with great interest.

"Thank you for your trust, Dragon Lord. Your glory is our glory."

In this war that involved many things, even the primordial Dragons could not guarantee their own safety. The equipment that garen took out might be able to save their lives when necessary, or directly turn the battle around and turn defeat into victory.

It was rare for the ancient Parliament to convene.

After distributing the equipment, the primordial Dragons did not leave immediately. Instead, they communicated with each other about the situation in their respective battlefields and asked for help from other primordial Dragons. Some of them offered to go to other battlefields to help because the enemy was weak.

Garen sat on his Dragon Throne, quietly watching the ancient dragons conversing in dragon language.

He saw the ancient red dragon taking the initiative to join hands with the ancient gold dragon, and even saw the ancient black dragon and ancient silver Dragon that had just mated not long ago, as well as the ancient cobalt Dragon discussing the battle situation with the ancient brass dragon beside it ......

Such a rare harmonious scene could only be created by a furnace-like war, with blood and fire.

It could be said that in the entire history of the dragon clan, they had never been as united as they were now.

During the Dragon War, the Dragon race was still the ruler of the multiverse. They were proud and arrogant. They thought that the Dragon race was invincible and did not think that they would lose. Therefore, while they fought with their enemies, they even fought among themselves.

After that, many Dragons blamed the failure of the war on the obstruction of other Dragon species.

As a result, the internal conflict within the dragon clan could not be resolved.

However, this time, after tens of thousands of years, the situation was different in the all-out war against the elves, who were also the overlords of a region.

Although the Dragon race had the advantage in the war, it was very small. While countless elves were turned into ashes, countless true dragons had their eyes closed forever. There were even no complete corpses that could be returned to the Dragon graveyard.

Moreover, the true dragons who had fallen from their Thrones of ruling had lost their arrogance.

As such, in order to survive the meat-grinding war, the Dragon race was forced to unite.

"This is what the Dragon gods want to see."

Garen's expression was calm as he thought to himself.

As long as they didn't suffer too many losses in the war, after the war ended, the dragon clan, which was much more United and had less internal friction, would quickly recover their strength and grow to an even more magnificent peak.

One had to know that the dragon clan had a Dragon's inheritance.

It was precisely because of the records of the Dragon's inheritance that the prejudice and hatred between different Dragon species were born. However, the true dragons who had survived the baptism of this war would have a high probability of reversing the hostility between the next generation of true dragons as long as they left this united experience in the Dragon's inheritance when they gave birth to their descendants in the future.

The river of time passed by quietly.

The war was still ongoing, and the main material worlds could not do without the ancient dragons. After a period of time, the ancient Council ended, and the ancient dragons left The Eternal Palace and returned to their own battlefields.

Garen went to the dragon's lair in the depths of The Eternal Palace.

Yuna buried herself under the lake of treasures in the Dragon's Nest, which was full of gemstones and precious metals. She had already eaten many demigod crystal cores and fallen into a deep sleep.

Garen could feel tons of force field energy gathering and flowing into Yuna's body.

The invisible energy formed an invisible cocoon that wrapped around Yuna's body.

"When I was in deep sleep, it was more or less like this."

Garen thought to himself.

"I wonder if Yuna will be able to become a demigod in one go after she awakens."

Without disturbing Yuna's deep sleep, garen quickly left the Dragon Court half-plane.

When he reappeared, he had already returned to Yuna's temporary Dragon Nest on planet Kara.

After resting for a while and replenishing his magic power and power of time, garen left the Dragon's Nest. His majestic body appeared under the dim sky, standing on the peak of the mountain, and his Silver Dragon scales glistened.

Garen could smell wisps of the elven scent.

It was the smell of grass and trees mixed with flowers and dew, but he didn't hate it.

However, this spread, and the increasingly rich elven smell meant that the Army of the elven Kingdom had not left. Instead, they were gradually increasing in number.

"Since you're not running, then stay."

The silver Dragon looked toward the South with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, there was nothing on Kara that could resist his claws.

It was time to wipe out the Elven Forest that had eroded the dragon world from the Dragon race's land. The high Elves 'mythological domain could not protect them.

Garen raised his head and looked at the sky.

It was night time.

The starless and moonless pitch-black night sky was like a curtain covered in ink, shrouding the night sky.

Immediately, garen flapped his dragon wings, and a tidal wave of Dragon might spread out from him, quickly sweeping past all the true dragons in this mountain range.

Very quickly.

The sound of dragon wings flapping and the deep breathing of Dragons gradually converged.

Garen waited quietly.

After some time, true dragons from the age of youth to the age of immemorial gathered around the mountain peak where garen was standing with a large number of their minions.

The rich Dragon-type aura was almost solid.

Scarlet, golden, dark purple, azure blue ... Pairs of different dragon eyes glowed in the dark night, stirring people's souls.

Before garen spoke, none of the dragons spoke. They were all silent, looking up at the magnificent giant dragon under the night sky with eyes that seemed to be burning with flames.

The atmosphere here was filled with killing intent because of the silent true dragons.