I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

Grass!

Wayne said he felt like he'd seen the statue somewhere before, and now he finally remembered.

The three-headed monster before them was none other than the Evil Dragon Mother that every one of the five-colored dragons was talking about!

Tiamat!

More precisely, this is Daenerys Targaryen's three-headed incarnation in the Material Plane!

As for why there are three songs instead of five, and why those two heads weren't included...

Wien arrived at the answer in just 0.01 seconds.

I achieved a great time of 0.01 seconds in the experiment where the answer was black or white. You should try it too!

Children, Daenerys did it herself!

It's embarrassing to admit.

In all his years, Wayne had never even seen what a proper statue or shrine of Daenerys Targaryen looked like.

Although every five-colored dragon knows the name of this five-colored dragon god from birth, and even habitually recites it:

"Oh, Mother of Dragons, we admire you!"

But every dragon knows this thing has no real influence.

You can talk about the Dragon Mother all you want, but do you really want to worship her?

Which of the five dragons, especially those in their youth or older, isn't selfish, self-centered, and a believer in the supremacy of power?

The belief in Daenerys Targaryen is more of an acknowledgment of the powerful ancestral force and a cultural habit that is occasionally used as an excuse or exclamation.

Do you really expect the Mother of Dragons to appear and help you fight and make a fortune?

If that's really the case, you might as well just donate your wealth to Daenerys Targaryen.

The blue and green dragons are among the more loyal to the Dragon Queen.

Tia's mother often talked about and worshipped the Dragon Mother, but Wayne never saw a statue or shrine of the Dragon Mother Tiamat in the dragon's nest.

Although they didn't have these items at home, Tia's mother still prayed quite frequently.

Every few days, Tia's mother would make a special trip to a remote wasteland.

Over there, Tia's mother built a mound of earth to resemble a statue of Daenerys Targaryen, and she would even pull up a few blades of grass and throw in a few stones as a form of worship.

Among our five-colored dragons, this group is already considered to be suitable to serve as dragon guards.

This is how most of the five-colored dragons treat the Dragon Mother—

Knowing that I have such an awesome ancestor, I occasionally mention him to show that I have a lineage, but I just go about my business and don't interfere with my robbing, sleeping, or sunbathing.

There are also special five-colored dragon test questions:

Which would you choose: Daenerys Targaryen's arrival or a gold coin?

The true five-colored dragon always instantly chooses the gold coins.

This reveals the five-colored dragons' attitude towards the Dragon Mother.

On the contrary, those who truly regard Tiamat as the core of their faith, organize a tight-knit cult, and engage in such bloody sacrificial rituals...

They are often some mentally unstable humans, humanoid beings, or other fanatical believers who crave the power of the evil dragon.

For example, the one in front of Wayne...

"Praise be to the great Mother of All Dragons! Queen of the Five Colors!"

The Five Rings Master's voice became even hoarse and shrill with excitement.

"Your followers call upon you! Your people call upon you! Your power cuts through the abyss, through hell! You are the embodiment of destruction, the god of conquerors! The sole leader and eternal sovereign of the five-colored dragons..."

The fervent and devout prayers rang out continuously from the mouths of the believers in unison, as if chanting a blasphemous hymn.

During this hymn, the originally dark brown wooden statue of Tiamat on the shrine began to emit an eerie, viscous red light.

Then, the ceremony moved on to its most crucial next step.

Offerings are presented to the Evil Dragon Queen!

"The time for unity has come! This moment—is the time for sacrifice!"

With all his might, the Five Rings Mage let out a final roar, and then, like the other believers, he faced the shrine, knelt heavily on both knees, and pressed his forehead tightly against the cold stone platform.

As if receiving a final command, the viscous, dark red light on the Daenerys Targaryen statue suddenly surged!

The red light, as if alive, rushed and spread rapidly along the crisscrossing, darker-colored blood grooves that connected the statue's base to the ground!

The entire ground was instantly covered by a huge and sinister blood-red network outlined by dark red light!

All the children are standing on this glowing web of blood!

This is the moment we've been waiting for!

The most crucial moment of the ritual, the moment when the caster is most focused, and the moment when the guard may be distracted by unusual phenomena during the ritual!

Wayne's eyes lit up, and he was about to make a move when he noticed that someone had already taken a step forward.

It was that blonde girl!

Clearly, Wayne wasn't the only one thinking this way; the blonde aristocratic girl also seized this perfect opportunity to make her move.

The blonde girl's eyes lit up, and the gentle older sister expression on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a look that was a mixture of determination and sharpness.

She took a step forward, pushed off the ground with her right foot, placed her left hand lightly on her waist, and raised her right hand with fingers together like a sword in front of her chest, making a rather handsome, standard starting gesture that resembled a hero's entrance in a story.

With a single open mouth, she's about to utter that classic line that every righteous partner says upon their entrance:

"Ouch~ Oh dear, I—"

The next second, Wayne kicked her to the ground with a powerful flying kick.

then……

A colossal golden dragon rose from the ground, mimicking the girl's pose, making its grand entrance like a legendary hero!

"Hey!"

"All evil will eventually be brought to justice!"

……

First, there's that evil sorcerer from the Fifth Ring.

With the Rabbit Charm's blessing, Wayne teleported behind him at an almost unimaginable speed, and the huge dragon claw slammed towards the old mage's head.

Before anyone could react, Wayne ripped the other person's head off like a toy.

In fact, this mage was already quite cautious. He had cast some protective spells beforehand, and even his corresponding equipment was protected.

But Wayne has the Ox Charm.

Brave Niu Niu, unafraid of difficulties!

The left punch deals high damage, the right punch deals high damage!

Unusually, Wayne activated the Bull Talisman's Muscular Form, and a nearly six-meter-tall golden dragon instantly appeared behind his opponent.

All defenses were as fragile as paper under Wayne's immense strength!

In an instant, this five-ring mage became a dead soul under Vayne's claws.

The headless corpse remained kneeling, with blood gushing from its neck like a fountain, splattering the platform and the four other core purple-robed members who had just noticed something was wrong and looked up in horror!

Don't rush, there's another one!

The splashed blood immediately triggered Wayne's hunting instincts.

Break through, activate!

Wayne immediately gained an extra turn, followed by a rapid slaughter with the help of the rabbit and ox.

With the head still clutched in his claws, Wayne appeared beside the slender, purple-robed member who wielded throwing knives in the next second!

The dragon's tail swept out horizontally like a golden steel whip, accompanied by a sharp shriek that tore through the air!

"Snap! Pfft!"

It was a muffled sound of bones shattering and internal organs bursting.

The gaunt cultist was swept in half at the waist, his upper body flying out with a look of astonishment, while his lower body remained twitching in place.

Wayne appeared before the plump, purple-robed member holding the tome made of human skin! The enormous dragon head lowered slightly, its crimson vertical pupils coldly staring at the other's terrified, dilated pupils, before its dragon snout suddenly opened!

"call--!"

A fiery breath, comparable to that of a young red dragon, was exhaled at point-blank range onto the opponent's face and chest!

"laugh--!!!"

The sound of vaporization.

There were no screams.

There was only a brief flash of intense light and the stench of burning. Only a small clump of smoking ashes and a burnt-through purple robe remained.

Immediately afterwards, Wayne lunged at the elusive, shadowy assassin-like purple-robed member.

The opponent reacted extremely quickly. By the time Wayne had killed the third person, he had already turned into a wisp of black smoke and was rapidly flying into the shadows in the corner of the hall!

But speed is meaningless against Wayne, who has the Rabbit Charm.

Before he could even feel relieved to have escaped, the next second, Wayne's figure appeared in front of the wisp of black smoke, arriving first from behind!

Its scale-covered forelimbs pressed down casually, as if swatting a fly!

"Bang!"

The ground shook.

The black smoke dissipated, revealing the assassin's horrified and distorted face.

With a single strike, the opponent was slammed into the hard rock surface by Wayne's dragon claw, as if it were garlic being crushed!

The lives of four top cult members were harvested one after another by Wayne in almost the same instant, like harvesting wheat.

Until Wayne went to deal with the last warrior in the group...

This soldier, in the prime of his life, finally came to his senses after losing four comrades, thanks to his keen combat experience.

In a split second, he sacrificed his arm to ensure his head wasn't dismembered.

He gave Wayne a deep look, then immediately roared:

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! All members of the Dragon Worship Cult, charge!"

Once Wayne was surrounded by a huge number of ants, the warrior fled down a side path without looking back.

Unfortunately, trying to escape from Wayne was doomed to failure.

The next second, Wayne snatched the head of the warrior who had chosen this path and threw it into the most densely populated area of ​​the cultists.

Then comes the task of cleaning up these ants!

Collapse, screams, severed limbs, blood!

In this hellish scene, only the enormous golden dragon bathed in blood stands proudly alone!