We traveled through time together, but I'm the only dragon? The others are all beautiful girls?

The child was saved.

Although my knees and arms were scraped and bleeding, it was still much better than being crushed to death by a hundred-ton truck.

"Whoosh~"

All I could hear was the whistling wind.

Was there such a strong wind back then?

Oh, right.

He was sent flying by that unparalleled force and then crushed; he must have heard the wind howl.

It's true... I had already made up my mind to be a "bad guy" who doesn't care about anything that doesn't concern me, after leaving the hospital. But when the time came, I still made the same choice.

What a hopeless idiot.

"Click——"

The sound of bones breaking rang out, and [Lan Si]'s consciousness was cut off.

……dark.

...a long darkness that seemed to completely erase even the concept of "time".

...Eternal existence itself will eventually return to the darkness of nothingness.

Until, a beam of light quietly shone in this endless void.

Akalion instinctively followed his instincts and took a bite.

"Crack!"

A sound like shattering glass resounded deep within his soul, deafening and instantly waking him up.

He bit the eyeball completely and swallowed it.

The surrounding environment has undergone tremendous changes.

The raging, chaotic primal magical energy transformed into pure ice and snow, rapidly sweeping across the [Cataclysmic Domain].

In just a few seconds, the land of bones was buried by ice and snow, and towering trees collapsed one after another. The [Catastrophe Domain] ceased to exist.

All the evil magical life forms that relied on the [Catastrophe Domain] were extinct except for the undead.

Akalion sat atop the still-standing giant tree, sorting through his thoughts. The whispers still lingered around him, but they no longer had much of an impact; he could simply ignore them.

Records concerning the [Cataclysmic Realm] were primarily compiled by races such as elves and humans, with no information originating from dragons. This information must be recorded.

And those memories of death... they should be different for each dragon.

Although Akalion didn't regret it, even if he hadn't transmigrated into a dragon, he still felt really stupid when he thought about it carefully. He could have easily pulled that child over back then.

I just acted impulsively and didn't care about anything else.

He looked at the [Cataclysmic Domain], which had turned into a snowfield. Speaking of which, the memory of that eyeball—[Dragon's Legacy]—once again, with unparalleled clarity, surfaced in his mind.

That eyeball is the core of the [Catastrophe Domain]. It is one of the countless fragments left behind after the ancient evil creature established a connection with this world in ancient times and was shattered by the Elf Empire.

It is difficult to destroy and difficult to find. And once found, it is extremely difficult to escape its allure—of course, adult dragons that have lived for a long time are an exception here.

Dragons are usually sacrificed to the gods.

This memory of inheritance is vividly depicted.

It was a golden dragon's nest that occupied the entire majestic volcano, a treasure that an ancient red dragon had painstakingly accumulated (or plundered) over dozens of centuries on the planet.

He intended to use this golden dragon's nest as his tomb, but one day, an ancient evil being—the connection point between this world and the [Great Sixty-Four-Sided Cone]—happily landed in his lair.

This greatly displeased the Ancient Red Dragon, so he decided to give this thing [Sacrifice] to Tiamat, since it looked very expensive.

The ceremony was very simple; Tiamat accepted money as long as it was available. Money and valuable things were the most important, and everything else was optional.

Then, tragedy happened.

When the sacrificial ceremony was completed.

The ancient red dragon was submerged in lava, looking up at the sky, which was still very blue back then.

But what about his lair?

What about his nest, built of gold and adorned with a number of precious gems as numerous as the stars in the sky?

Where did his home go?

Where is his treasure?!

Oh~~~~~ It was taken away by Tiamat, the goddess of evil dragons, after the five-colored dragons!

"Ti!!!!!!!!! Tiamatte ...

The active volcano, which had not erupted for tens of thousands of years under the control of the Primordial Red Dragon, is now spewing out lava that truly blots out the sky!

The Primordial Red Dragon has made up its mind to embark on the path of becoming a god-like dragon and vowed to one day reclaim the treasures that Tiamat stole!

Whether he succeeded or not is not mentioned in "The Legacy of the Dragon".

Only one sentence was left behind.

[Remember this! Do not perform sacrifices to Tiamat within your own lair!!!]

This sacrificial ceremony also contained messages from other true dragons.

Tiamat! Give me back my treasure!!! At least, at least give me back the Taranriel Blue Diamond that has been with me throughout my entire dragon life!

[Ideally, you should perform the ritual near your enemy's lair! After the ritual, you will be able to witness firsthand the utter misery and rage of a penniless dragon.]

[Dead wings! Fly away!]

[This is my last gold coin!!!]

I wonder which few true dragons came up with such a lesson, full of blood and tears.

This inherited memory carries a profound despair and pain that almost completely overwhelms Akalion's soul.

Tiamat, that's so shameless!

He is already a true god who holds divine authority, so why does he still care about such worldly treasures!

Akalion felt a deep, soul-deep fear. Even if he were to need to worship a dragon god in the future, Tiamat would absolutely, positively never be among his choices!

Fortunately, he had already swallowed it.

Now that things have come to this, there's no way to vomit it up anymore; the fragment has already been completely digested and absorbed within his body.

It seems that as a true dragon, he is definitely a legendary species, capable of even digesting the power of ancient evil creatures.

The thought that he no longer needed to offer sacrifices to the gods made Akalion find even the noisy whispers pleasant.

There didn't seem to be anything unusual.

It means that one's consciousness becomes clearer than ever before.

The whole world became clearer in his eyes.

He can now even clearly perceive the most subtle "emotions" contained within every strand of primal magical energy within his invisible bio-field, and in turn, influence them with his own will.

They were happy to respond to Akalion's will.

This was precisely the effect of that ancient fragment. It forcibly activated Akalion's inherent latent abilities after it received sufficient nourishment.

It seems that the fragments of power from this ancient evil artifact are of great benefit to him.

Although it may have a certain negative impact on his mind, that's only because his existence as a dragon has been too short.

It is expected that in a few months, this mere [I] level fragment will no longer be able to seduce him!

However, the historical gap in this world is truly severe. Even knowledge related to ancient evil artifacts has been lost.

But upon closer reflection, it makes sense. The gods had already departed this world as early as the Second Age, the Year of the Long Wind.

Without the restraint of supreme power, the stable magic network collapsed, and primal magical energy began to relentlessly invade the entire world.

From the first era of creation, through the second era when the gods still existed, to this current era of calamity that has long since come to an end, nearly a million years have likely passed in between.

Given the passage of such a long period of time, it is perfectly normal for knowledge to be lost.

Akalion soared into the sky, destroying the giant tree it had previously inhabited. This evil plant, which had survived only because of the power of an ancient malevolent entity, should have died long ago.

However, a life force within it still sustains its existence, preventing it from suffering the same fate as its kind.

For Akalion, however, the mere existence of this giant tree was the ultimate humiliation!

He needs to think carefully about how to explain the deportation to Ying and Eleanor.

Let's get back to Ansersheen first.

According to Mihuita's report.

Only forty-nine hours had passed.

This is definitely not good news for Akalion.

He thought only a few hours had passed.

————Dark Space————

The lighthouse's light once again illuminated a completely new area, one that was not pure white!

Instead, it was a dazzling, pure gold that made Akalion dizzy and his heart race.

Ying, Eleanor, Artoria, and Saintess stared at Akalion with expressionless faces.

To Akalion, they were like the supreme being of the mortal realm—the Four Lords!

And he's like a roast duck hanging up in the air!

In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat, if Akalion's skin had that function.

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: 6-4. The Second Change in the Dark Space

Compared to that new golden realm illuminated by the lighthouse, the four 'selves' before Akalion are more important at this moment.

Their gazes, even more cruel than those of the Four of the Dead, lasted only a moment before their formation was disrupted by Firefly and Eleanor, making it impossible to maintain.

Ying flew towards Akalion like a golden meteor burning with resentment and anger, kicking his hind legs, which were as thick as giant trees, repeatedly with a seemingly fierce but actually powerless motion.

Eleanor, like a drowning person finding the last piece of driftwood, rushed towards him with all her might, then clung to his other hind leg like a koala, as if trying to merge her entire being with Akalion in order to find the peace of regaining what she had lost.

"..."

Akalion quickly cast pleading glances at Artoria and Saintess.

Artoria stood silently to the side, her emerald eyes now incredibly serious, as if judging a king who had committed an unforgivable crime.

Saintess glared at Akalion, also very dissatisfied with his behavior, but his gaze made her—after thinking for a moment, she used her pure white wings to block Akalion's view.

"Forehead?"

Akalion laboriously lowered his massive dragon head to look at Ying, who was staring at him with accusatory eyes, kicking his hind legs incessantly.

"I'm very sorry."

"So you know you were wrong!" Ying stopped her pointless, childish "beating," and tears welled up in her golden eyes. "When you chose to face that unknown danger alone; when you unhesitatingly drove Eleanor and me out of your world, leaving us completely ignorant of everything about you—do you know how much pain we felt? How worried we were about you!"

As these sorrowful words were spoken, a hot, wet sensation spread across his other hind leg. Akalion instantly understood that Eleanor was also weeping silently.

"This is your mistake, Akalion." Artoria's voice was cold, yet carried a hint of barely suppressed rage. The golden ahoge on her head stood upright like a banner proclaiming her fury. "Misjudgment is the most fatal crime a leader can commit."

"Eleanor may not have the ability to forcibly pull you out of the abyss of the [Cataclysmic Domain]. But Ying certainly can! With her ability to freely manipulate the wind element, under extreme circumstances, she can forcibly blow you away from that polluted land!"

"Judgment and prudence are essential qualities for a leader." Saintess's rebuke rang out at just the right moment. "Akkalion, don't let your overwhelming power 'inflate' your ego. You can trust 'me' even more."

"The fireflies might blow me away from that area."

Akalion's voice was calm, yet carried an unwavering resolve. He glanced at Ying beneath him; even if his next words might cause her even deeper harm, he had to speak them.

"But she didn't have the power to completely 'subdue' me."

"And once I am completely controlled by the malice originating from the [Calamity], both Ying and Eleanor will die. This is an ending that I cannot accept no matter what."

It's not certain yet whether the [Edivara Resurrection Spell] can be used on them, and Akalion wouldn't dare to try it.

"So, does that mean I'm willing to accept it?"

Ying kicked Akalion's hind leg hard once again. However, this time the force lessened several times the moment it touched his indestructible scales; it was more like a playful tantrum than an attack.