Chapter 143: Special chapter: divine dragon (1/2)
In a world filled with darkness, and where the only source of light were the numerous stars in the sky, a dragon was sleeping.
From any point of view, rather than a dragon, it looked more like a small hill. This was how big this dragon was.
Back in the starry sky, one star that was previously mired in crimson slowly began to change and took a beautiful golden hue. Though, compared to the other stars, the light emitted was rather dim.
Still, the dragon's eyes were showing deep happiness.
Slowly, very slowly, after so long, it stood up and let out a roar so powerful that even the space around it seemed to crack.
Few seconds after the roar sounded, two portals opened as a red and a blue dragon, a little smaller than the first dragon, but still humongous, flew through it and stepped in front of it.
Once they reached the black and gold dragon, a pillar of light engulfed them, then their bodies became smaller and smaller until all that was left were two humans. One man and one woman, or rather a young girl.
”How have you been?”
At the question of the crouching dragon, the two immediately kneeled,
”We have been well, mother.”
The one who answered was the man. A tall and slim red-haired man wearing a black tuxedo.
Despite the fierce aura emanating from him, he seemed so frail and weak in front of the enormous dragon, but aside from deep awe, nothing else could be seen.
Next to him, the small blue-haired girl, who looked like a girl in her teens, threw a glance of disdain at him. She was a petite girl wearing a flowing white skirt and silver armor over her top.
”Mother. You have only been in hibernation for nearly two decades. What has happened?”
She asked with curiosity.
After all, for dragons, sleeping less than two decades wasn't enough to be seen as hibernation.
At most, it was just a long nap.
Not answering, the dragon closed its eyes, ”What happened to your sister?”
Even though she already knew the answer thanks to the <<Sea of stars>>, she still wished to have a clear answer.
The two of them stiffened. The worst situation happened.
Initially, they wished to stall as much as possible, but it seemed that it was unlikely.
Hesitating for a short while, the red-haired man bowed and said with a calm voice.
”She died.”
It wasn't as if he didn't care about his sister's life or death.
It was just that for a dragon, death was nothing more than nature at work.
Tiamat's breath shortened for a while before she asked,
”How was her death?”
Hiding the grief in her eyes, she looked at her children with hopes.
”She died as a proud warrior by fighting Echidna. They even managed to seal her. It was a worthy death.”
”...I see. Then I guess this is good enough.”
The dragon sighed.
For them, since dying was something natural, what mattered the most wasn't when they would die, but rather–how they would die.
That was one of the reasons why Dragons hated necromancers so much.
For them, reanimating the body of a proud dragon that had died a noble death was nothing more than heresy.
Still, even though as a dragon, she was proud of how her daughter died fighting someone so strong.
As a mother, she felt incredibly sad and lonely.
The two dragons could see the sadness in the eyes of their mother and grimaced.
”Mother, this is our fault. Back then we shouldn't have let her leave the realm with that monkey and the prince.”
The red-haired gritted his teeth as he said the word 'monkey'. Clearly, he didn't have many good feelings about that person.
This action of his smoothed the tense atmosphere.
”Fafnir, Kiyo, I am not blaming you. Your sister was a strong and independent woman. Since she chose him as a mate, then going down was necessary. As for the monkey…”
At this, she left a little chuckle.
She remembered that time quite clearly.
”How is he currently?”
This time it was the blue dragon, Kiyo, who answered with a laugh.
”Wukong became the leader of his race in his country. Haha. You should have seen the face of Fafnir when he was beaten by Wukong. It seemed like he was about to die from a stroke.”
Fafnir could only lower his head in shame.
Back then he had made a bet with Sun Wukong and had lost thoroughly.
Because of the bet, that bastard monkey requested a great amount of divine gold as well as a small amount of his blood, to create his staff and his golden headband.
Even thinking about all that melted gold made his heart feel like it was about to bleed.