The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 715 - 397 - : The Past

Facing a despondent fellow kin before him.

Bugreit stood silently on the adjacent rock pillar.

He had to ponder, what kind of experiences led to such a change in him?

All giant dragons are almost the same kind, with slight differences in certain categories.

Frost, Earth, Fire, and the like.

Without exception, giant dragons are proud beings, born at the top of the food chain, naturally possessing the pride to back it.

The inheritance engraved in their blood makes them grow stronger as they mature. If endowed with a striving spirit, this growth will only speed up.

With bloodline, talent combined with a certain ambition, a powerful dragon is born.

As mighty creatures that soar through the Star Realm, how could they not be proud?

Yet the Earth Giant Dragon, calm and tenacious by nature.

Still falls into such despair.

Partly because of the departure of kin, leaving him behind to face despair alone.

Another part may be from striving, but the hopeless future offers no glimpse of hope.

It should be known that this fellow kin has already surpassed Level 16, Bugreit also favored the Night Watcher's system to distinguish between character strength levels.

Very intuitive.

He estimated his strength before death was about Level 13.

After all, he hadn't reached full maturity then, but his strength was quite commendable at that stage.

The higher the strength, the harder it becomes to advance.

"Before coming to you, I met with Bisgen."

Upon hearing this, Kaiser Kael casually replied, "He's not dead yet? Doesn't matter, he'll be gone soon enough. I felt the tremors he sent out."

Bugreit asked, "What happened to that blade dragon who betrayed its own honor to make him like that?"

"What else could it be? Of course, he didn't want to die here. He's unlike us old folks, naturally unwilling to await death."

Kaiser Kael's answer was brief and vague, clearly not simple in experience, just unwilling to recall.

"Tell me then, tell me what you've gone through over all these years since my death that changed you in this way."

Listening to this, Kaiser Kael glanced at him before his massive form reared up again.

"No matter what for, dragons always make wishes, just as I once did.

Our numbers are few, but there are still ten. When the clans departed, our world-bound nature barred us from leaving.

What we gain demands sacrifice."

Kaiser Kael breathed lightly, and sand transformed into simplified images in the air.

Ten dragons of differing forms appeared.

Among them was the figure of a Frost Giant Dragon.

"As known to us through inheritance, on the path ahead of the Void, the survival chance of worlds barely amounts to one percent.

They devour everything alive along the path, leaving behind only ruined world carcasses.

But there always exists a bit of hope, though it's immensely challenging."

Saying this, Kaiser Kael seemed to fall into memories of the past.

"The Void's impending crisis was communicated across various mortal races of the world at that time, yet these fragile creatures naturally struggled to discern the truth of such premonition.

We, the unfortunate remaining dragons, formed an organization to unite and arm these fragile races.

But we were too simplistic in our thinking. I couldn't comprehend the mindset of these fragile races.

Naturally, we failed."

Saying this, Kaiser Kael's expression showed no change, not even regret.

"During that time, we still had time; we transformed into appearances of diverse races and mixed among them, attempting to understand them.

In the end, we discarded those beings with overly short lifespans, choosing Elves and Dwarves, as well as some other long-lived but few in number beings."

Bugreit nodded slightly, this choice he could understand, indeed only similarly long-living beings could think in sync with dragons.

Like humans, whose lifespans are inadequate; barely nurtured before expiring, sleeping for just a while is like passing one, two generations; who could endure that?

Kaiser Kael's narration didn't halt.

"Initially, we succeeded well; we granted knowledge to the Elves, who indeed dominated the world.

The Dwarves harbored discontent, but under our control, it stayed balanced.

Yet amidst our complacency, the traitors emerged."

Kaiser Kael's expression showed evident anger and disgust but more often was helplessness.

"Alas, we knew then, with the abilities of those fragile creatures, it was impossible to resist the Void. It seemed promising, but it was merely a facade of thriving.

Unknown who informed portions of the Elves about the stone's wish-making power influenced by clan thought.

Gradually, varied branches of elves appeared, bearing conflicts and rifts but not to the point of life-and-death.

But their long lives nurtured grudges hard to dissipate, accumulating endlessly.

Then the real issue arose: that cursed demon invaded.

The stress was overwhelming for the elves we assisted, their royal families influenced by that cursed demon."

Bookret nodded slightly; he roughly understood part of history from that period.

Now he must hear it from diverse angles.

"And those few traitors emerged suddenly, unhesitatingly plunging into the Abyss. After all, compared to being corrupted by the Void, they found more freedom in the Abyss."

Bugreit already knew this, recorded within their inheritance.

The Abyss even housed a demon monarch dragon, and quite a few evil dragons at that.

Entering the Abyss besides the disgrace etched into inheritance held not much loss.

Those who opted for the Abyss had been vile by nature, an amplification having almost no effect.

Against being corrupted into mindless existence by the Void, choosing the Abyss seemed more enlightened.

No surprise existed for Bugreit in dragons making such a choice.

"We urged those elves to help the dwarves resist the evil gods, but elves were already somewhat divided and had waged several wars with dwarves.

Encouraging them to assist was impossible, and from then we realized, although we seemed to live with these races for so long, assumed understanding, it was merely our delusion.

Yet finally, those dwarves resisted in that battle, but dwarves too divided utterly afterward, scattered across the world.

Elves' internal conflicts grew incessantly; the kin's betrayal instigated rifts among us, becoming foes.

Saying this, Kaiser Kael paused, looking at Bugreit.

"Now, do you understand?"