bookrandom Chapter 392: The Fall of the Dragon
Chapter 392: The Fall of the Dragon
In the era when dragons were rampant, the Night Dragon Falazul was not considered powerful compared to the dragon gods who were at their peak, and was even a little inferior.
His teachings were too unconventional for a dragon deity.
This person is in charge of death.
Falazul believes that although the dragon's life is long, it will eventually come to an end.
Therefore, only by changing one's form and becoming another form of life can one enjoy eternity.
Although this sounds reasonable, it is difficult for the dragon race, who can live for tens of thousands of years, to accept this belief.
Even an old dragon nearing the end of his life will simply call upon Io's name, praying that his soul may ascend to the Dragon Temple in the Astral Plane.
Therefore, Falazul has always been a fringe member of the dragon pantheon.
Since there is no way to gain an advantage in divine power, then put all your attributes on conspiracy and intrigue - that's what Falazul did.
He spent thousands of years instigating the good-aligned metal dragons to suppress the evil-oriented chromatic dragons in an orderly manner.
They also put it in a good name, showing the good image of the dragon as the guardian of order in front of other races in the main material world.
To put it bluntly, the metal dragon plays the role of a police officer and specifically finds fault with the color dragon.
The colorful dragon originally belongs to the evil camp, so it is inevitable that it will not have a few stains on its body.
Dragons are notoriously lazy.
So in the end, this activity of stopping Color Dragon all over the world to check his criminal record evolved into giving him a "clear camp" whenever he was found.
The racial conflict between metallic dragons and chromatic dragons has been intensified to a critical point.
And Falazul's plan is not over yet.
He continues to instigate the chromatic dragons to launch a military uprising in the face of violent suppression by the metallic dragons.
The civil war among the dragon clan broke out completely.
Almost all of the dragons living in the Prime Material Plane, except for subspecies like the Fairy Dragon, are out in force.
The sky was full of giant lizards that were spewing dragon breath at each other, and the air was filled with the smell of being burned by magic.
According to Labelas's memory, the number of dragons killed in that period was more than 10,000;
And the total population of dragons is less than 30,000.
Both metallic dragons and chromatic dragons feel helpless in the face of death, especially the main combat forces at the bottom.
At this time, under the arrangement of some caring dragons, Falazul's teachings quickly spread to the grassroots of both warring parties.
The believers of the Night Dragon once surpassed most of the middle-level dragon gods and were only one step away from becoming powerful upper-level gods.
But his plot to stir up conflict between the metallic dragons and the chromatic dragons in order to take the throne himself was soon discovered by Io and Bahamut.
As the supreme leader of the metal dragons, the platinum dragon god Bahamut captured Falazul's lair and beat up this guy whose power had expanded to a point of arrogance.
Io, who was on the neutral side, also demonstrated his mediation ability as the creator of a race, and ended this dispute with no winner before the dragon population dropped sharply to 10,000.
Falazul was cursed by Io in the most horrific way in front of all the dragon gods.
Since he advocates a different form of life, let him continue to exist in that form of neither life nor death;
After all his powers were sealed, he was imprisoned by the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut in a sub-dimensional prison with no daylight.
But the evil consequences caused by this conspirator are irreversible.
The overall combat power of the dragons has declined to a freezing point, to the point where other races can no longer pose a threat to them.
Although Io tried his best to handle the relationship with other races, and even punished his own people fairly in the crimes caused by the dragons;
However, the days when dragons ruled the world are gone.
The dragons soon encountered new enemies in the material world - giants.
The group of tall humanoid creatures that they had forgotten and lived on the edge of the world, after thousands of years of reproduction, gradually developed a powerful and orderly civilization.
This creature, which was once considered food by the dragon, turned around and bit them hard.
The dragon clan, which had just ended its civil war, had to begin to deal with the all-out war launched by the giants.
"But neither dragons nor giants became the founders of the Second Age."
Facing the huge tailbone shooting towards him, Labelas recited history in a high-pitched voice.
Every time a piece of history is explained, the gray light shining on him is magnified.
This is the original deity, whose use of divine power is not restricted by the occupational system and skill system.
"The elves put an end to the era when dragons ruled the sky and giants ruled the earth!"
As the last words were spoken, the wooden staff in Labelas's hand shone brightly.
A huge prism of light that reflected countless historical scenes appeared in front of him and wrapped around the entire bone spur.
The bone spurs, which were originally extremely hard and could even resist the erosion of time, began to rapidly disintegrate under the pressure of the power of history and memory, turning into tiny pieces of bone.
Labelas waved his hand violently, and used his divine power to push aside the annoying tailbone debris in front of him, and looked at the soul flame in the giant dragon's skull with disdain.
"Is this all you are capable of? A traitor to the dragon race!"
"Traitor?"
Falazul's tone rose a lot, and he seemed a little annoyed by the title.
"You are an elf maggot who took advantage of the battle between dragons and giants to obtain the plane master by picking up leaks. You have no right to judge me like this!"
Just as Labelas was preparing for the next round of attack, the voice coming from the dragon's head changed its tone.
"You thought I'd be mad about this, didn't you?"
The tone was calm yet a little teasing.
Labelas's hand holding the wooden staff suddenly tightened, but soon he felt the divine power in his body begin to drain away crazily.
The huge skull moved closer to Labelas, and Falazul's sinister voice came from the skull.
"Most of this remains came from that useless bastard of Io...
But the tail is my own tailbone.
How does it feel to be tainted by Io's curse and have your life constantly eroded?"
After a short while, the fangs of the dragon's skull were already close to Labelas.
The silver-haired elf could clearly see the dirty tartar remaining on those fangs that were thicker than his own.
"Originally, this trick was reserved for your Lord of Pick-ups, Corellon.
Unfortunately, he has been hiding in the Kingdom of God since he discovered me.
Even now that I have killed more than twenty elves, he dare not show up...
Tsk tsk tsk, then you will take Corellon's place and accept my revenge—"
With a bang, a dazzling green arrow of light shot onto the fangs of the giant dragon's skull, smashing the tartar-covered tooth into pieces.
"I heard someone calling my name...
Is that you? Reptile! "