A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Only the Black Iron race could create so many civilizations, which is why Nicol Bolas did not want this era to be destroyed.

He hoped that the Fourth Age would remain a vibrant world, rather than a dull world that had reverted to a primitive state.

"Are you trying to make me your savior?" Bray said calmly, as if he had no feelings for Nicol Bolas.

“Of course not.” Nicol Bolas smiled knowingly.

“Humans, allies, Blakeras, you always know that individual strength cannot save the world.”

"So the savior never existed in the first place."

Indeed, Nicolaes shared the same philosophy as Bray—that individuals cannot save the world.

The power of an individual is always limited.

However, individuals can guide groups, and it is the groups that are the truth behind miracles.

Even ants can use the power of their colony to create anthills that a simple brain would not be able to build.

"So what am I?" Brera asked casually, adjusting her newly bought eye mask.

“You are just a human being responsible for wielding a sword.” Nicholas’s voice reached Bray’s ears.

"You're lying to me again," Bray said, shaking his head helplessly.

At this moment, the virtual space around them had long since been removed.

Bray glanced at the house he had lived in for several years, and then spoke.

"However, I am not the one who is responsible for wielding the sword."

"Then what are you?" Nicol Bolas asked with interest.

“Someone who likes to travel around.” “…” Naruko crossed her arms and looked at Bray with extreme disdain.

What kind of look is that?

“A look of disdain,” Naruko said bluntly.

“…” Bray turned his head to look at Nicol Bolas, who had climbed off his shoulder, his eyes filled with hostility.

Those dead fish eyes were practically asking, "What did you show that pink-haired idiot?"

"I just wanted her to see that I was flirting with you," Nicol Bolas said casually about the illusion he had just performed.

Bray finally understood why this idiot disliked him so much.

Nicolaes really has a rather wicked sense of humor, just like the games he plays.

"You were just criticizing me in your heart, weren't you?" Nicol Bolas glanced at Bray.

"Hmm." Bray nodded honestly. Since he couldn't lie to him anyway, he might as well be straightforward and admit it.

Bray didn't feel heavy-hearted about what Nicolaes said.

However, he still subconsciously patted his longsword.

"It's time to eat," Bray said, something that was important to everyone.

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In a faraway place, there grows countless towering trees, each with lush foliage and laden with star-like fruits.

As the name suggests, the fruit looks like a star in the night sky, and it is difficult to describe in words.

It's hard to believe that this is fruit, and that it grows on a tree.

A trickle of water flows across the meadow, its babbling sound melodious.

The grass along the stream was so lush that it even covered the protruding rocks.

But when I looked up, I found there was no sky.

Above was just a thick layer of rock.

What's even more astonishing is that such a beautiful place is devoid of any living creatures.

There were no small animals, and no small fish either.

It appears vibrant, yet it also feels somewhat lifeless.

"Boom!!!!!" A dull, loud noise echoed across the land.

A huge dragon was slowly crawling on the ground.

It is the most typical image of a dragon, with a pair of powerful wings and scales covering its entire body like armor.

The dragon's main color is dark red, but dark black stripes can be seen in some places.

He was like a cracked red boulder.

His forepaws were fused with his dragon wings, so he had to fold his wings before he could crawl.

His name is Radonka, and he is also known as "The Trialer".

Ladonka has a very long lifespan; it's unknown how many years have passed.

Although it is not as good as the First Dragon, it is probably not much different.

A faint aura emanated from Ladongka, suppressing everything around him, even causing the grass and trees to tremble.

There are many dragons, and all of them are of the silver type.

Even among dragons, Ladonka is an elder and a powerful figure.

If Nicholas were to see Him, He would surely recognize Him and retreat a distance.

The reason is simple: this dragon is a completely combat-specialized giant dragon.

Ladonka didn't fly, but crawled slowly on the ground.

“Fu Qing, come out (in dragon language).” La Dongka roared.

The tone was ordinary, but when spoken by Ladonka, it was as thunderous as thunder.

Ladonka was not the owner of this paradise; he was merely a guest.

But the guests have arrived, and the host is not coming out to greet them. Isn't that a bit too impolite? So He called out in dissatisfaction.

Although the owner of this paradise is no weaker than himself in overall strength, it doesn't mean that he has to be polite to those who are impolite.

Attitudes are relative; if others have a good attitude, Ladonka will likely be just as good.

If the other party is rude, Ladonka will not be friendly either.

This is the rule of this ancient dragon.

“Oh, isn’t this Ladonka (Dragon Language)?” The Dragon Language of conversation echoed in the sky.

Unlike Ladonka's composure, the dragon in the sky spoke in a much more flippant tone.

However, this guy is not young either.

From a human perspective, he could be described as a playful old man.

His form was very similar to that of Nicopolis, and he also had no wings.

However, unlike Nicol Bolas, who had a sphere floating around him, he had scattered emerald green dots instead.

Fu Qing's entire body was a dark blue-green, like tree bark, while important parts were covered with golden armor.

Although the scales don't look as indestructible as those of Ladonka, they do have a more streamlined beauty.

"You knew I was coming, why didn't you come out (in dragon language)?" Ladonka said in an unfriendly tone, standing up and spreading his wings, which seemed capable of covering the world.

"BOOM!!!!!!!!!!" All the beautiful scenery around them vanished in an instant.

Ladonka refrained from unfolding his dragon wings out of politeness, but since Fu Qing had done so, he didn't intend to continue with the politeness.

"Calm down, calm down (in dragon language)." Seeing that the situation was not good, Fu Qing quickly began to calm the other party down.

"Isn't this all I'm doing to prepare for the arrival of my people (Dragon language)?"

Fu Qing, also known as "King Fulong," possesses many strange and unusual resources.

This time, it was He who said He would summon the dragons.

Ladonka and Fuqing are not the only dragons that want to descend upon the Eastern Continent; there are many other dragons as well.

Therefore, there are quite a few things to prepare.

Resisting the causal protection of the "World Wall" is very difficult, especially with so many dragons descending, making it even more challenging.

This is on a completely different level of difficulty compared to a single dragon descending to earth.

"Don't make so many excuses (Dragon language)."

“I hate those who talk big (in dragon language),” Radonka roared, but then retracted his dragon wings.

Both dragons are as big as Nicol Bolas, and one dragon can fill an entire large airship hangar.

"So, old friend, are you here to see the scenery (in dragon language)?" Fu Qing joked.

However, it's incredibly strange that ancient language is being used for jokes.

Dragon language is well-suited for long, heavy words, as well as swearing.

But it's not suitable for comedy.

“I have come to ask how much longer you will take, as the younger generation is growing impatient (in dragon language),” said Radonka.

He had no leisure to appreciate the scenery; even if it were scenery, He had seen enough of it over the long years.

Some may grow weary from the constant fighting over the long years, while others may grow tired from the constant observation of the world over the long years.

You might start to dislike something you used to like, and you might start to like something you used to dislike after trying it.

In any case, the endless lifespan of the Silver Seed is a double-edged sword, with both advantages and disadvantages.

Furthermore, although dragons have extremely long lifespans, they also have difficulty producing offspring.

The fact that twin dragons can have two at once is simply great news for the dragon race.

“Young dragons are so impatient (in dragon language).” Displeasure flashed in Fu Qing’s dragon eyes.

"Don't be too impatient. When the time comes, we will naturally be able to soar through the sky and roar atop the tallest buildings," Fu Qing said with utmost confidence.

A figure sped across the vast sky above the sea.

The figure was obscured by the clouds and was completely blurred.

However, it can be asserted that the owner of that figure was enormous and extremely tall.

At first glance, it looks like a giant snake.

"Can't you just teleport...?" Bray sat on Nicol Bolas's back, his right eyelid twitching wildly.

To be honest, Nicol Bolas's back is not broad at all and makes him feel insecure.

Bray sometimes has the delusion that he will fall off Nicol Bolas.

“You really don’t understand humor. You only enjoy the process of moving yourself because you know how to teleport,” Nicol Bolas’s voice rang out.

Nicol Bolas cast a spell around Bray to prevent him from being blown away by the air currents.

Even so, Bray was still terrified.

“I can actually understand it a little,” Bray sighed.

Just like those battle maniacs, they can kill people instantly, but they enjoy the process of fighting.

Bray tilted his head to the side, his gaze fixed on the ocean below.

Occasionally, Bray could see ships sailing by, but his eyesight wasn't good enough to see the details on the ships.

“By the way, Nicol Bolas, I have a question for you.” Bray thought of something and spoke up instinctively.

“Ask away, I, the Great One, can satisfy all your curiosity,” Nicol Bolas said confidently.

His knowledge was sufficient to answer all of Bray's questions, not out of arrogance, but out of fact.

"How do you pluck stars from the sky?" Bray asked, surprising everyone.

“…” Nicol Bolas’s body visibly stiffened.

"My ally, do you know what the stars are?"

“Isn’t that what’s shining up there?” Bray looked up, but since it was broad daylight he couldn’t see the stars, so he couldn’t point them out to Nicolas.