The Giant Dragon Ancestor and the Mother of Giant Dragons...

Since Lotarion said so, it seems that in the past, there wasn’t a True God level dragon in Dragon Village.

"What about the demigods?"

Rogel furrowed his brows.

Dragon Village, such an important place, he didn’t think the dragons would leave it without powerful guardians.

"I don’t know about that." Lotarion shook his head slightly, "But before I headed to the Samipa Icefield, the elders of Dragon Village seemed to be focused on one thing."

"What thing?" Rogel asked.

Uvie Muzhe seemed to realize something upon hearing this.

"Starry Dragon City."

Lotarion glanced at Uvie Muzhe before speaking.

"Starry Dragon City?" Rogel was surprised, not expecting the crucial point to return to the original source.

"Yes, the elders of the Ancient Dragon Nest seemed to have discovered a way to advance to True God, supposedly related to the starry sky, and therefore constructed multiple Starry Dragon Cities."

"However, I don’t know the details and reasons behind it."

Lotarion said, "I wasn’t paying much attention at the time, so I only heard bits and pieces."

"How is Starry Dragon City related to advancing to True God?" Uvie Muzhe snorted heavily, having suffered grievances in Starry Dragon City, had a lot of grievances against those old guys in the Ancient Dragon Nest.

Initially, it intended to go back and seek justice, but didn’t expect Dragon Village to undergo such a change.

Now with Lotarion bringing it up again, its frustration resurfaced.

However... Uvie Muzhe suddenly seemed to think of something and abruptly looked at the small dragon cub behind Rogel.

"Roar?"

The little dragon cub tilted its head and glanced at Uvie Muzhe.

Advancing to True God...

Rogel pondered: "This should be related to what you mentioned earlier about Dragon Village having no True God, right?"

Lotarion nodded and shared a secret matter: "Indeed."

"The dragon bloodline’s strength is well-known, a pure-blooded giant dragon, as long as it doesn’t die prematurely, is at least at the Angel Tier, born powerful."

"Even those dragons with mixed bloodlines can advance to Deputy after activating their bloodline power."

"However, the dragon bloodline has a critical flaw..."

"The stronger the dragon, the harder it is to continue advancing."

"Precisely because of this, Dragon Village persistently seeks the opportunity to advance to True God."

Upon hearing Lotarion say this.

Uvie Muzhe seemed to remember something: "If that’s the case, then the clan leader may have entered the starry sky with the Starry Dragon City."

"If that’s so, then..."

The fall of Dragon Village now seemed understandable.

Uvie Muzhe didn’t voice the rest of the sentence, but it seemed to understand something in its heart.

Now it finally knew why those old guys in the Ancient Dragon Nest told it that the Starry Dragon City carried the "hope" of the tribe...

After hearing this information, Rogel squinted his eyes.

Without a doubt, something was off here.

Though he wasn’t clear about the details and reasons behind the Starry Dragon City, it didn’t stop him from seeing this matter from another perspective.

This matter seemed to be deliberately propelled by someone.

The emptiness caused by the Starry Dragon City in Dragon Village, the changes in the Two-headed Giant...

The two dragons and Rogel fell into silence.

They were all thinking about the problem from their respective angles.

After a while of silence, Uvie Muzhe was the first to speak, choosing to focus on the present: "Based on our capabilities, can we handle Oduan and them?"

It was a bit worried.

It knew well the strength of Dragon Village.

Even if the top combat power clan leader had left, the old guys in the Ancient Dragon Nest were no pushovers.

But even so, Dragon Village still fell.

This also showed that the Two-headed Giants, led by Oduan, were indeed not to be underestimated.

And according to the information Rogel got from Oduan’s memory, Oduan itself seemed to have stepped into the demigod level.

"I don’t know."

Rogel responded bluntly.

Uvie Muzhe’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing that.

The situation wasn’t good; even Rogel, this reliable figure, said he wasn’t confident.

Thinking of this, Uvie Muzhe couldn’t help but look at Lotarion nearby, his eyes filled with hope.

Lotarion seemed to sense what Uvie Muzhe wanted to say, even without turning around.

"Little Uvie, if it weren’t for Rogel helping me recover some strength earlier, I might not even be able to fly right now."

Lotarion didn’t explicitly state,

But his meaning was clear enough - I’m so weakened right now, and you’re asking if I’m confident?

"Then what should we do? Should we take the long-term view?"

Uvie Muzhe couldn’t help but ask worriedly.

Now understanding what happened to Dragon Village, it was no longer as urgent as before.

It really wanted to retake Dragon Village and uncover the truth, but it wasn’t foolish enough to rush in recklessly, especially with two important people accompanying it.

"Yes, perhaps we should wait for a bit when the time comes."

Rogel nodded and then looked towards the frontier mist ahead, asking Lotarion: "Do you know anything about this frontier mist?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Its origin, or some more specific information."

Hearing this, Lotarion pondered for a while and said, "I’m not entirely sure about the specifics, but based on my observations, they seem to change over time."

Uvie Muzhe deeply resonated with this; back then, there wasn’t much frontier mist near Dragon Village, and it used to fly out to play now and then.

"Moreover..." Lotarion’s eyes became a bit more serious: "Some places in these mists don’t seem to be bound by the ’time’ of our world."

Time?

Upon hearing this.

Rogel squinted his eyes, seemingly confirming some of his previous suspicions.

"Then let’s see what the frontier mist near Dragon Village holds."

Rogel looked towards the frontier mist ahead and said.

...

Scott Region.

Under the rule of the Black Tide Secret Society, the Faith territory was changing by leaps and bounds, not an exaggeration to say it transformed daily.

On the most bustling street in Scott, a grand guild building stood proudly, with the words Adventurer’s Guild prominently displayed.

The small size of the merchant associations next to it made them seem "cute and tiny."

Like children shivering next to a strong man.

Inside the Adventurer’s Guild, young adventurers came and went, bustling nonstop.

The reception personnel at the merchant association’s entrance forced smiles nearing stiffness as they watched these adventurers leave the guild only to head into the newly opened "Papua’s Furnace" across the street.

A chubby merchant association boss came out, glaring fiercely across the street.

"It’s bad enough that the Adventurer’s Guild is bullying us, now a dwarf hybrid is interfering, and it’s even a female dwarf!"

"Damn it, the Black Tide Secret Society has gone mad, allowing even hybrids to do business here, I truly..."

Before he finished complaining, he noticed several young passersby on the street looking at him with unfriendly eyes, one of them holding a Black Tide Mark, as if to say, "What did you just say about the Black Tide Secret Society?"

Seeing the situation, the merchant boss’s angry expression instantly vanished, replaced by an extremely devout look.

"...I’m immensely grateful for the existence of the Black Tide Secret Society. Praise be to the Master of the Black Tide, your greatness humbles me..."

After seeing the group slowly leave, the merchant boss finally wiped his cold sweat and turned to leave.

’Are these locals crazy? Has the Black Tide Secret Society brainwashed them all? Can’t even say a word against them...’

’Sigh, if it weren’t so profitable here, even a dog wouldn’t stay...’

This time, the merchant boss didn’t even dare to mutter under his breath, only dared to think silently.