Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 82 The Imaginary Dragon

Inside the majestic dragon palace, after transforming into his eight-legged wolf form, Fregra's mental state stabilized considerably. He looked at the gentle-looking gray-white dragon and asked, "What lies above the gods?"

The greyish-white dragon slowly said, "I don't know either."

Uncontrollable rage made Fregra's tone as cold as winter: "Are you mocking me, Angelweid!"

The grey-white dragon said calmly, "The key to figuring this out lies with you, not me. Besides, I'm helping you stabilize your situation, aren't I?"

Fregra twisted the wolf's body, remained silent for a few seconds, and then asked, "What do you want me to do? And what's with those weak humans destroying everything?"

"I see a future where humanity destroys everything. In that future, there are no gods like us. Do you know what that means?"

The demon wolf sneered, "Those weak humans?"

"Perhaps it's because of the two human gods." The gray-white dragon shook its head and sighed, "The 'King of Giants' has already fallen."

Thinking of the two human gods, the demon wolf fell silent and said nothing more.

"Misfortune" was His servant, back when He was still mad.

Later, while chasing after that gray mist...

Under the persuasion of that cunning and treacherous girl, driven by his instincts, and upon truly coming into contact with the gray fog, he regained his reason and then used the power of deception to graft the power of darkness onto "misfortune," thereby maintaining his own rational state.

But the situation then developed in ways that exceeded His imagination. The "King of Giants" suddenly fell, and "Misfortune," which had been grafted with His dark authority, became the "Lord of Twilight."

The grey-white dragon gently pressed on:

"From my observation, Fregra, you also played a significant role in the rise of the two human gods, didn't you?"

"The time you regained consciousness coincides with the time when the two gods rose to power."

The demon wolf didn't intend to tell the "Dragon of Imagination" its entire story; it only said:

"...I made a deal with the gray fog carrier, 'Misfortune,' and in the end I successfully relinquished some of my authority, which allowed me to maintain my current relatively clear-headed state."

The grey dragon chuckled: "Was it around that time that you received the blessing of this grey mist?"

The wolf did not deny it, but said, "But another version of me also showed signs of being born from that time."

"As I suspected." The gray-white dragon nodded without any emotion. "However, your experience has once again confirmed my suspicions: the mixing of power can affect our mental state."

"You, at your most insane, regained your sanity through letting go."

Upon hearing this, the demon wolf murmured, "And the other me..."

"That is not you." The gray-white dragon pinched the swaying half-tentacle, which was stained with the aura of gray mist, with its claws, and its vertical golden eyes revealed a longing and contemplative expression: "Through this gray mist... I saw the blurry figure of a great being."

"A great being?" The wolf could hardly believe it was hearing such a word from the Dragon King.

The grey dragon said calmly, "Yes... there are heights in this world that we have yet to reach. And only this kind of power might be able to save us from the impending doom."

A height yet to be reached… Fregra's heart stirred with turmoil. Ever since he came into contact with the aura of the gray mist, he had vaguely sensed something similar. His craving for that gray mist far exceeded the sum of all his previous desires. It was as if he would achieve perfection simply by devouring the gray mist itself!

But the more He pursued, the more fear He felt, because He realized that "another self" was being born in the process of pursuing Him.

A great being...

Perhaps it wasn't that "another me" was being born, but rather that a "great being" was awakening within me?

Fear and desire intertwined in the wolf's heart. It shook its head with some disgust, feeling a sense of irritation for the first time about regaining its sanity.

If it were the old Him, He wouldn't have thought so much; He would have simply brought destruction upon all living beings without any thought or consideration.

"Destruction... You believe the two human gods will lead to our demise?" The demon wolf sneered, then asked, "If that's the case, why don't you strike first?"

After sealing and preserving the tentacles, which were stained with the aura of gray mist, by "swallowing" them, the gray-white dragon continued, "I did make an effort. Before seeking an alliance with you, I actually looked for other people."

The demon wolf looked at Him in confusion.

The grey and white dragon began to tell the story:

"I sought out the 'Elf King,' but He couldn't resist the urge to devour me. Of course, under normal circumstances, I also find it difficult to resist this urge to devour. In the end, our meeting ended in battle."

"I even tried to contact the 'Progenitor of Vampires,' but He stood firmly on the side of humanity. No matter how much effort I put in, I couldn't change His mind."

That's why I came to find you.

"Of course, finding you is not to reignite the war with the Pan-Human faction. No matter how badly the two human gods are in their condition, Lilith and the Elf King alone are not people we can easily overcome."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Upon hearing this, the demon wolf's expression turned disdainful and mocking: "The saying, 'The future proclaimed by the Imaginary Dragon will surely unfold and become reality,' has spread far and wide thanks to the activity of your clan. How can you be so cowardly before the battle has even begun?"

The gray-white dragon sighed softly, and a white tower made of illusory books materialized before it. Within the pile of books was a brass-colored eye.

When the wolf was stared at by that brass-colored eye, it felt very uncomfortable, and even instinctively wanted to tear it apart and devour it. It exclaimed in surprise, "This is divine authority... a divine authority that you have not yet accepted?"

The gray-white dragon explained:

"This is the authority of 'analysis'... It also enhances my ability to predict the future; I've tried it many times..."

"The future I predict always contradicts the future I expect."

However, at this moment, the wolf couldn't even hear what Angelweid was saying. It kept swallowing, keeping its rationality taut, and suppressing its desire to devour this authority.

This old dragon is really ruthless; it actually managed to resist eating.

What the wolf didn't know was that Angorweid was even more ruthless than it had imagined—

This uniqueness of the "White Tower" is also unique to the path adjacent to the "Daydreamer," and Angelweid possesses the characteristic of an "all-seeing eye"...

Even so, Angelweid resisted the temptation, and this restraint allowed him to maintain a better state and more rationality.

……

Upon returning to the Elven realm, Helmaenie met the "Elven King".

The handsome and gentle Suniasolem was enveloped in streaks of flamboyant lightning. His gaze was both violent and cold as he looked at Helmaenie and asked, "Has your 'Sun God' finally brought news of that 'Western Continent'?"

(End of this chapter)