Rebirth as a Time Dragon: A DND Chronicle

"These two dragons are not right."

Witnessing the scene before them, the ranger and the caster, who were at a certain distance from the dragons, showed expressions of horror. Their hearts pounded rapidly, and they were drenched in sweat.

Dark Paladin.

This was no ordinary believer.

Only those who are favored by the god of tyranny, and who have survived various horrifying training, could be titled as Dark Paladins, wandering the worlds in the name of the god of tyranny, spreading his fearsome reputation.

Two Dark Paladins, who through divine magic had burned their life's potential to temporarily break through to the legendary realm.

Though it was a temporary breakthrough stimulated by enhancements, their combat power was no less than that of normal legendary creatures.

However.

In front of the two mature dragons, the formidable legendary Dark Paladins were like children, utterly powerless as they were flung away. The way the mature dragons acted, it was as if they were merely toying with them, utterly disregarding their legendary opponents.

Meanwhile.

The two Dark Paladins smashed heavily into the cave walls, embedding themselves into the rock, creating two large human-shaped indentations.

Crack, crack.

The mountain burst into cracks, and rocks flew everywhere.

The Dark Paladins stumbled to the ground, their newly reached legendary aura already fallen due to severe injuries, further weakened by the backlash of their divine magic, barely able to stand.

At this moment.

The bodies of the two mature dragons did not change, but their aura began to surge again.

In an instant, the oppressive presence of legendary creatures erupted from the bodies of the two giant dragons, rolling out like a tide, causing the whole mountain to tremble slightly.

"Elder dragons, even ancient ones. Damn it."

"How could such dragons pretend to be young dragons?"

"Could it be that they lured us here? When did chromatic dragons start to adopt the tactics of metallic dragons in law enforcement?"

The caster cursed under his breath, his heart heavy.

Two dragons of legendary status.

No wonder they were so powerful.

The combat power of true dragons is immense, capable of facing multiple legendary creatures of ordinary races alone. Even if all of them were legendary, facing two legendary dragons would not bode well, not to mention only two Dark Paladins who had temporarily broken into the legendary tier.

"How about it, isn't it fun?"

At this time, the dragon disguised as a red dragon, Yuna, moved closer to Garon, who was disguised as a white dragon, and communicated directly at a mental level.

Yuna's dragon face was filled with joy.

"Look at their expressions and reactions, how splendid and interesting."

Garon nodded and said, "Indeed, it is interesting."

Watching the severely injured paladins, Garon's face showed pity as he calmly said, "It seems they still have some tricks up their sleeves."

"However, since they've met us, whatever tricks they have won't work."

The private conversation of the two dragons was not heard by the others.

Across from them, the Dark Paladins, panting heavily and bleeding, still maintained a defiant gaze towards Garon and Yuna, their faces not showing much fear.

After taking a deep breath.

The two Dark Paladins, enduring their pain, assumed the same posture.

They knelt on one knee, raised their heads, their faces showing devout expressions, and their fists met in front of them.

The caster and the ranger stood ready to protect the two Dark Paladins.

Seeing their actions, Garon and Yuna knew what they were attempting to do.

They were trying to contact their god of tyranny, praying for the deity to bestow mighty power or even descend in person. As representatives of the god of tyranny on earth, the Dark Paladins, under the watchful eye of their god, indeed had such capability.

If they were true ordinary legendary dragons.

Upon seeing the opponents' actions, they would have chosen to attack immediately, trying to disrupt the ritual and prevent them from communicating with the deity.

Although unlikely, if a deity did indeed descend using the body of a Dark Paladin, with the divine power of the god of tyranny, the descended deity would almost be of a demigod level, able to instantly turn the tide.

In a multiverse, it is not easy for those without faith.

This is a crucial factor.

When facing an enemy with faith, the other party might not be a match for a faithless one, but with the power granted by a deity, or even a direct descent of the deity, it can completely reverse the situation.

However, Garon and Yuna were not ordinary legendary dragons.

Even if the god of tyranny himself descended to the material plane, facing two demigod legendary dragon breeds, he could still be torn apart.

Not to mention a mere avatar.

The two dragons looked at each other, then blinked,

 watching the other party pray with interest, without any intention of interfering.

Low prayers came from the mouths of the two Dark Paladins.

"God of Tyranny, the Iron Fist of Darkness, your humble servants, your faithful believers, call upon you, desiring your gaze, for we soothe you with blood and tyranny, and because of the dark light you shine upon us."

"Please, my Lord Bane."

"Please, my Lord Bane."

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Amid the solemn prayers, the atmosphere around them instantly became heavy.

Suddenly.

A force of brutality, evil, cruelty, and bloodthirst descended, filling the surrounding space, causing the temperature in the cave to drop significantly, and even frost and ice flowers appeared around the ground and walls.

The god of tyranny responded to the prayers of the Dark Paladins.

For ordinary believers, the response of a deity is a slim chance, but Dark Paladins, being special, are easily responded to by the god of tyranny.

After the divine power descended, it entered the body of a Dark Paladin named Ang.

The severely injured body of this Dark Paladin was instantly restored under the influence of divine power.

"My Lord Bane! Your arrival is the supreme honor for us!"

These followers of the god of tyranny, seeing the will of the deity respond and descend, all knelt down, tears streaming down their faces, their faces showing even more intense devout expressions.

The avatar of the will of the god of tyranny slowly stood up.

A pair of eyes filled with brutality looked towards the dragons in front.

He intended to directly accuse the dragons of offending his Dark Paladins, making them suffer pain, but when he sensed the eternal and timeless unique quality on the dragons, his gaze became intense.

Although Garon had restrained his dragon's might.

The special aura of a time dragon, like a torch in the darkness, was so dazzling, so bright, that it could not escape the perception of the god of tyranny's avatar.

His gaze swept over the black scale ring around the white dragon's neck.

"Eternal and Time Dragon Saint, Master of the Dragon Court."

"I didn't expect to communicate with you in this manner."

After a glance, the mental fluctuations of the god of tyranny's avatar conveyed his thoughts to Garon.

"I heard that true dragon sacrifices please you the most, is that so?"

"So, mighty god of tyranny, how do you see the current situation should be resolved?"

After a pause, Garon's tone was calm, nonchalantly asking.

"Offering the mighty as sacrifices always pleases me."

The god of tyranny's avatar stared at Garon, speaking calmly.

At the same time, he said, "Disguising oneself as weak to provoke my Dark Paladins to attack is not an intentional offense against divine might."

"How about we leave it at that?"

Concerned about his own faithful followers, about his own faith and divine power, any deity would not easily allow his believers to die, the intention of the god of tyranny's avatar was to ask Garon to give him face and spare his followers.

In response, Garon chuckled and said, "Bane, doesn't your doctrine explicitly state that the strong have unlimited rights and responsibilities over the weak, that they can do whatever they wish to the weak? I remember it correctly, right?"

By tacitly allowing his followers to use a true dragon as a sacrifice, the attitude of this god of tyranny was already clear.

For someone like him, how could Garon, a member of the dragon god lineage, give him face?

"If that's the case, as the strong, it is only natural for me to give death to those who offend me."

"Why then do you come to protect these weak ones?"

The avatar of the god of tyranny fell silent, not answering.

After a brief silence, he looked at Garon again, the color of brutality in his eyes intensified.

However, the avatar of the god of tyranny suppressed his impulse and did not say more, directly withdrawing the divine power and leaving the Dark Paladin's body.

Even if he fought with Garon as just an avatar, it would be humiliating.

The god of tyranny was not foolish enough to do something that would degrade his own divine dignity.

During this time, the communication between him and Garon was on a mental level, completely unknown to the surrounding believers.

At the same time, the believers still kneeling on the ground sensed the departure of the god of tyranny's will, their devout expressions stiffening as they looked at each other.

"My Lord Bane, why did you come only to leave immediately?"

"Why, why would you abandon your own followers?"

The Dark Paladins who had just received divine grace, but then had it taken away in an instant, showed faces of grief, not understanding what had happened.

At this time.

Emitting a legendary aura, the white dragon that appeared to be an ancient dragon, grinned and said, "Because, your god, fears me!"

Garon was right.

If he

 did not feel confident of victory, given the personality of the god of tyranny, he would have fought Garon outright after losing face and dignity.

"Impossible!"

Hearing Garon insult their faith, the Dark Paladins, despite the legendary presence, shouted loudly.

In response, Garon no longer had the interest to toy with them.

The power of time burst forth, enveloping them.

The followers of the god of tyranny experienced endless time in an instant, their faces showing terror as they watched their bodies irreversibly age rapidly.

"You"

The eyes of the Dark Paladins became turbid, as if remembering something.

But before they could speak, their bodies turned into dry bones and then into dust.

"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you did not grasp it."

Garon blew a breath, and the dust scattered with the wind.

Had these people, upon seeing the black scale ring around his neck, associated it with the Eternal and Time Dragon and thus hesitated to leave, Garon and Yuna would not have pursued them.

In this game of fishing enforcement, this was the only chance for survival for the lured prey.

Unfortunately.

So far, no dragon hunter has wisely chosen to leave.

This was also to be expected.

Not to mention whether someone could associate a young white dragon with a dragon god based on a single similar feature, even if they thought of it, they would not believe they could encounter a dragon god's avatar. Driven by the huge benefits of dragon hunting, even if they remembered the power of the dragon race, they would still put it out of their minds.

"Playing this game, you encounter all sorts of creatures."

"This time, even an avatar of the god of tyranny."

"If I didn't have enough confidence, it's really uncertain whether I'm the hunter or the prey."

Garon thought silently.

Next, Garon and Yuna continued to stay here, waiting for the next batch of those who thought they were hunters to come.

As time passed, they encountered three more attacks, but none were as special as the Dark Paladins; all were adventurers coming for wealth and honor.

After that, Garon and Yuna waited for over two months without encountering another person.

Because adventurers entering the forest to hunt dragons, no matter how strong, none could leave alive. Under such circumstances, other adventurers with thoughts of hunting dragons also dared not venture recklessly, sensing something was amiss.

"Um, we should change locations."

Inside the dragon's lair, the young red dragon resembling Yuna, bored, muttered.

When not maintaining her invisibility, Yuna's scales were a beautiful red, arranged like diamonds, extremely special and beautiful.

Garon nodded and said, "Let's go, it's indeed time to change regions."

Before leaving, Yuna thought for a moment, then turned to look at Garon, examining his young white dragon body, and her pale purple dragon eyes showed a mischievous color, saying, "Let's change the way we lure the bad guys."

Looking at Yuna's eyes, Garon hesitated for a moment, but ultimately could not withstand her persistent nagging and reluctantly agreed.

Kingdom of Shasen, Chek City.

On the bustling streets, one could see an endless stream of carriages and a diverse crowd of people.

Freemen, the poor, nobles, merchants, travelers, adventurers. As the Kingdom of Shasen started with trade, it now also boasted a robust commercial background, and people of all kinds could be seen here.

The sun was just right today, making the number of people walking in the city even larger than usual.

Suddenly, in a busy part of the crowd, a disturbance occurred, and it continued to grow.

For some reason, the moving crowd stopped.

One by one, the pedestrians stood still, looking up with various expressions of envy, jealousy, or greed. Following their gaze, one could see a rare scene against the backdrop of the azure sky.

Bathed in the soft golden sunlight.

In the warm and non-glaring light, a petite young girl, appearing no more than fourteen or fifteen, beautiful with an innocent face, dressed in a sorceress's attire, was sitting cross-legged on the back of a three-meter-long silver dragon whelp, appearing in everyone's view.

The girl wore an exquisite purple robe, etched with complex magical patterns.

White diamond necklace, mithril earrings, firefly stone necklace her body was adorned with a dazzling array of magical items, making people envious to no end.

But these were secondary.

What caught everyone's attention the most was the dragon whelp beneath the girl.

The dragon whelp's shiny smooth scales shone even more brilliantly than the sunlight, reflecting people's diverse expressions.

To have a silver dragon whelp as a companion, and considering the pride of true dragons, the fact that it was willing to let the girl ride it made people harbor various suspicions and speculations.

"Having a silver dragon whelp as a

 companion, and it seems to have a good relationship."

"It seems like a young girl traveling alone, I didn't see anyone else accompanying her."

"With all that magical equipment and a true dragon whelp, it's really enviable."

"Is she a princess from some country?"

People whispered to each other.

The dragon whelp retracted its wings and lowered its body height, and amidst the crowd's retreat, it landed precisely on the street surface.

The young sorceress leaped off the dragon's back.

As she moved, red hair escaped from her hood, dancing with the wind accompanied by a bell-like, clear, and pleasant laugh.

Under the gaze of many eyes, the young sorceress looked around curiously with bright, clear eyes. When she saw a magic shop selling staffs, her eyes lit up, and she walked over with the silver dragon whelp.

The crowd moved along.

Many people in their lives had never seen a true dragon.

Seeing a dragon whelp, some couldn't suppress their curiosity and followed, while others, seeing the young sorceress's naivety, began to harbor some bad thoughts.

The shop attendant, upon seeing the combination of the girl and the dragon, was also slightly startled.

Good professional conduct allowed the attendant to quickly recover, showing a standard smile and saying, "Young lady, Green's Shop has staffs of all price ranges. Here, you are sure to find satisfaction."

The girl raised her head, her gaze passing through the glass window, looking at the beautiful staffs inside.

The dragon whelp also looked accordingly.

After a few seconds, the girl muttered, "There are too many, and they all look pretty good."

"Let's do this, bring me the most expensive and beautiful staff here, and I'll take it directly."

Hearing the girl's unabashed words about money, more people's eyes turned green with envy, watching the girl's back with greedy eyes from hidden corners.

Such a brash and naive girl was a first for the attendant.

It's important to not flaunt wealth when out and about.

The attendant wiped the sweat from his forehead, slightly nervous, and said, "Please follow me."

Watching the girl and the dragon enter the shop, but with the crowd not diminishing, people gathered in small groups, casting glances at the magic shop while whispering and discussing.

Soon, the young sorceress came out of the shop with the little silver dragon.

People keenly noticed that a red and purple interwoven, glowing with rich magical light, high-quality magic wand now hung at the waist of the young sorceress.

Some people couldn't sit still anymore.

A well-dressed, upright, and relatively handsome male noble approached, gazing at the young girl with deep affection, and softly said, "Hello, beautiful lady, is this your first visit to Chek City?"

"If you don't mind, I'd like to show you around the city's interesting places."

The girl glanced at the noble.

At the same time.

The little silver dragon, still appearing young, showed displeasure, its tail swishing and striking the noble, sending him flying with a thud.

After rolling several times, the noble struggled to get up, looking disheveled.

"My little dragon doesn't like you, so don't come over and make a fool of yourself."

The girl giggled, ignoring the noble's angry gaze, and simply reached out to pet the dragon whelp's faceplate.

Next, the young sorceress, walking proudly and naively like a little princess who had just left the greenhouse, began to wander around Chek City. Whatever she wanted, she bought without hiding her wealth, unwittingly attracting many prying eyes and silent followers.

During this time.

Some people took the opportunity to chat with the young sorceress, trying to find out more about her.

The naive girl, facing experienced old foxes, almost told all she knew.

Soon, the people around had a rough idea of the young sorceress's situation.

This was a young girl from a major family in a different world, on her first trip out, who had ditched the powerful members of her family midway, wanting to have a free and easy adventure in another world.

"Young lady, an adventure in another world can be exciting, but it can also be full of dangers."

"I suggest you don't leave this city yet, wait until your family finds you, and then explore together."

Some well-meaning people couldn't help but advise.

The young sorceress was unmoved, muttering, "I don't want to. Little Dragon can protect me."

With a giggle to the dragon by her side, the young girl laughed lightly, "If we meet bad people, you'll protect me, right, my cute and reliable Little Dragon?"

The little silver dragon raised its head, spread its wings, and showed its young teeth, indicating it would protect the girl.

Seeing this, the well-meaning person sighed and said

 no more.

With the dragon whelp there, it would only attract more people's greed. Protection? If a dragon whelp were to walk alone, it would hardly be able to protect itself.

The flower from the greenhouse, once it experiences the storm, might perish in an instant, many thought.

At the same time.

Those with ill intentions began to stir.

From another world, and separated from her family. This situation sounded like a lamb exposed to wolves, surrounded and vulnerable. Not harboring bad intentions would be a disservice to the natural greed of living beings.

The young sorceress and the silver dragon played in Chek City for a week.

A week later, on a breezy day, the young sorceress sat on the back of the silver dragon, and as the dragon's wings flapped, they gradually moved away, leaving Chek City.

If a powerful caster used a detection spell on the young sorceress.

They would see numerous invisible tracking marks densely covering her.

Just as the girl and the dragon left, many with bad intentions also left the city, following them.

At this time, flapping its small wings leisurely and sensing the series of bad seeds following behind, Garon shifted his gaze and glanced back.

His vision instantly crossed vast spaces, focusing on two tall, dark-skinned humans.

After just one look, Garon withdrew his gaze, showing an interested expression, and carried Yuna toward a forest.

"There's a legendary following us."

"It doesn't look like an ordinary human; it seems like a humanoid creature in disguise."

Yuna spoke softly.

In a kingdom-sized nation, a legendary is a rare powerhouse.

Among the many who followed Garon and Yuna, baited into the trap, only one was a legendary, which was the one Garon had noticed among the two.

"This legendary creature is interesting."

Garon stated.

"Hmm?"

"Is there something special about it?"

Yuna asked curiously.

"It's over twenty thousand years old, older than many ancient dragons of my race."

"The other one, not quite a legendary, is also over three thousand years old."

"Without a doubt, they are both rare immortals."

Garon was highly sensitive to the age of creatures.

He also had a glimpse of their true forms.

Over three meters tall, ebony-like smooth skin, immortal creatures.

"It seems they are Vati from the secluded world, Dukes of Wind."

Combining the characteristics of the others, Garon's gaze narrowed slightly as he confirmed the type of creature after brief consideration.

"Dukes of Wind? I know of that race, the vanguards of order. They earned great merits in the war between order and chaos but then vanished from sight."

Yuna said.

At the same time, Garon looked thoughtful and spoke softly, "The material plane is boundless. So far, we've only played in three material worlds."

"To encounter the Dukes of Wind, also immortals, along the way, the chances are minuscule."

"Previously, the god Garon warned me that there was some movement in His dominion of fate. Perhaps, this is the reason."

This was Garon's intuitive thought.

At his level, intuition never misfired.

After flying for a while longer, Garon retracted his dragon wings and landed in a wilderness forest.

"Let's see what they want to do by following ordinary humans here."

Due to the gap in power levels, Garon and Yuna could discern the identity of the others, but the two Dukes of Wind could not detect the true identity of the two legendary dragons.

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