Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 398 The Truth and the Bargaining Chips
Time flows.

A nation changes because of the actions and behavior of its ruler.

When the ruler has a certain preference, those below will follow it to an extreme. Unlike deities who act as administrators, the role of the monarch as a role model may be even greater.

Before night had even fallen, the aggression within the Holy Kingdom had increased dramatically. Since such a great monarch encouraged procreation and pleasure, his people also longed for a battlefield where they could satisfy their own desires.

Because he is so powerful.

And people's speculations about him naturally tend to focus on his strength.

If resources are insufficient, plunder them. If desires cannot be satisfied, seize them with fire and sword.

The Holy Kingdom is changing.

The entire human world is about to undergo changes.

But before that...

Wu Chen left the palace.

This time, the entertainment was also very enjoyable, because he was completely different from when he was having "academic exchanges" with Hera. He had learned to know when to stop and could completely control it. Now, he could both enjoy his desires and control them.

That's how a king should be.

At least that's what he thinks it should be.

He left the sleeping girls in his bedchamber, while he stood alone atop the palace in the royal city.

There was a person there.

A non-human being was waiting for him there.

All members of the Great Tomb are now in a state of retreat. Therefore, it is obvious that any individual appearing here will only be surrounded by a platinum-gold glow.

Platinum Armor - The Platinum Dragon King, hiding his head and revealing his tail.

It appeared there and bowed slightly to Wu Chen. Then, it was about to utter some probing words.

"Let's skip the formalities and get straight to the point." Wu Chen waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over it. "I'm not very interested in your Dragon Kingdom, and I'm too lazy to waste too much energy and effort on you 'well-behaved' dragons who don't show up in strange places. The rise of the human race is inevitable, but as long as you don't interfere with me, I won't do anything to you dragons."

The platinum armor seemed to have been slightly startled.

It wanted to test the waters, and instinctively wanted to say something negative.

"I'm not……"

It didn't finish speaking.

Wu Chen's voice was already echoing in its ears.

“I am not speaking to you, Platinum Dragon King, Chaindulux White-Cion.” Wu Chen’s gaze was indeed not on the armor. “I am speaking to you, Platinum Dragon God, Head of Order, King of Good Dragons, Your Majesty Bahamut.”

You're saying—

The platinum armor's shell suddenly mutated.

The next instant, a seemingly cheerful young monk, surrounded by seven canaries, replaced the armored avatar and the Dragon King's true form hidden in a secret place, appearing directly in front of Wu Chen's vision. He nodded and greeted Wu Chen.

"Your Majesty Dust, your insight is more discerning than I expected. I thought no god would ever discover this little place."

“I’m a bit special.” Wu Chen shrugged and opened his palm. “Is this your world?”

“Not quite.” Bahamut’s avatar shook his head slightly. “This world was accidentally born from a collision between my power and Tiamat’s. I located it before she discovered it. Originally, I intended to restore this plane to its normal course like other dragon kingdoms, but unfortunately, when I tried, I couldn’t escape Tiamat’s gaze.”

"Different worlds have become connected?"

"A very close connection has been formed." The avatar of the Dragon God nodded regretfully, acknowledging that the Dragon Emperor, who had caused the player's arrival and made a complete mess of everything, was indeed a hidden pawn put forward by Tiamat, the Queen of the Five Colors. Even though Bahamut took countermeasures and dealt with the Dragon Emperor, the increasing number of visitors had turned this world, which should have belonged to the Dragon Kingdom, into a chaotic mess.

A world unfolded before Wu Chen's eyes. It was another plane, another tiny universe containing Earth, the solar system, and the entire Milky Way, but nothing more. And within that tiny universe, he saw something interesting.

He saw Satoru Suzuki.

Suzuki Satoru is attending the memorial service for his gaming friend, Hero Hero, who died from overwork. The man who should have become Ainz Ooal Gown long ago is actually still on Earth. Because of his friend's sudden death, many of his former friends who had traveled with him to Yggdrasil but were separated for various reasons have reunited, and they have quickly found a new common interest.

That's another game, a new game that's more fun and more balanced than Yogg-Tracer's Tomb. And this time, all the former members of the Great Tomb of Nazarick have become human beings in the game. They're having a blast hunting down non-human races and hunting undead creatures.

It's just a game.

Games should have a variety of ways to play.

What was cast into the heavens of the realm was, from the very beginning, only intelligence, not souls. And what now appears in the Great Tomb of Nazarick is merely an undead possessing the memories of Suzuki Satoru.

"So that's how it is," Wu Chen said with a sigh.

He didn't care about Ainz Ooal Gown's true form; what he cared about was the way this information flowed out, which had certain similarities to the phenomenon of otherworldly projection.

"If you don't mind, how about giving me some information on the phenomenon of connection? I'm very interested in it, and I'll reciprocate."

The incarnation of the King of Good Dragons narrowed his eyes slightly.

What kind of reward do you plan to give me?

"To add a new species of dragon to your Dragon Kingdom," Wu Chen replied. From his memory bank, the information about the demonic dragons he had obtained in the Lance world by devouring the projection Camilla manifested in his hands. Undoubtedly, these were entirely new dragons, different from the dragons of the heavens and earth, and unlike the Mondas dragons, which were practically one of his foundations, the dragons of the Lance world could be used as a bargaining chip.

The Dragon God narrowed his eyes; he was indeed somewhat tempted. The thought of bargaining was quickly extinguished, for he knew that Wu Chen was not a suitable negotiating partner.

"Deal," He said.

“The previous information remains valid.” Wu Chen extended his hand and shook hands with Him. The information between the two parties was thus exchanged, and both gained valuable leverage.

"The dragons of this world will retreat to the mountains and islands, and will not stand in the way of humankind's rise."

"And humanity's footsteps will cease in the mountains and islands. They will not harm the dragons that have not attacked humanity."

Both sides looked at each other and smiled.

The next moment, the Platinum Dragon God transformed back into the Platinum Dragon King. It departed with a complex expression. And this was perhaps the last time the mortals of this continent would see it.

The next day, Wu Chen received a letter from the Dragon Kingdom requesting to become its vassal.

(End of this chapter)