1317 Enter 1 (1/2)
”I object!” Inside a colorful space that was encircled by numerous yellowish-brown spheres at the top of Silver Tower, Soaring Wing King and the other members were gathered in the center here.
If Garen looked over from here, he would discover that the yellowish-brown spheres were actually exactly the same as the various forms of large planes of existences that he saw when he shuttled here initially.
”I object.”
After Soaring Wing King had spoken, another member who was in agreement with him all along now opened his mouth slowly instead.
A different member said, ”I retain my opinion.”
A white-robed Elder who wore a monocle with golden threads on one side was standing on the highest point as he held on to an extremely short, white oak staff. It looked like a little hammer when he held it in his hand, and he was using it to hit the palm of his other hand continuously.
”The Automatic Defense Mechanism has been activated. The matters regarding the White Dragon Garen's location, or should I say, whether or not we'll hand Garen over to White Dragon Mountain, depends on the respective attitudes of White Dragon Mountain and the White Dragon Clan that are seeking refuge with the other clans in the Deladia Empire. Although your honorable selves may feel that voting appears overly severe or formal, these choices are actually sufficient for us to proceed with casting our votes,” said the old man in a sluggish tone.
”A mere little White Dragon may seem insignificant but the key points are the attitudes of both major forces. Although White Dragon Mountain is stronger than the clan by a large extent, it's uncertain whether they can become a part of our strength. Hence, I'm in favor of supporting the clan,” said a female member in a red robe softly.
The fifth and final member wore a round hat that was embedded with diamonds. It seemed as though his squinted, smiling face was completely stiff.
”I, however, feel that it'll be considered as a great reward if White Dragon Mountain will be inclined towards us because of this. Although our Deladia has obtained the support of many of the dragon races, this is merely on the surface. In reality, everyone is well aware that the various colored dragon races are simply using our empire as a place to train their new soldiers. Even though the White Dragon Clan is seeking refuge with us, their forces are way too weak. Their strongest elder is a pseudo-Level Ten individual while White Dragon Mountain is a place where Ancient Dragons exist.”
”However, the arrangements will affect the attitudes of the various major dragon races towards us this time, especially because the present trouble was caused by Little Asilia,” said Soaring Wing King while furrowing his eyebrows. ”I maintain my doubts towards Diamond King's opinion. White Dragon Mountain has been arrogant towards everyone else all this while. It would be an issue if they did not look highly upon our Deladia as well.”
”It seems like Soaring Wing King is in great support of the clan, huh…” Diamond King narrowed his eyes at him. ”So, are you brave enough to make a bet with me for once?”
”What are we betting on?” Soaring Wind King was unwilling to display any sign of weakness.
”We'll use the Blade of Kanbera that you won from me to bet on whether Garen can become the pivotal point that influences the standpoint between White Dragon Mountain and the clan. If White Dragon Mountain agrees to side with us because of this, you'll give me that Kanbera Divine Weapon; if they don't, I'll help you enchant an item instead.”
Soaring Wing King immersed himself in deep thoughts. He was hesitating whether he should persevere and continue his support for Garen.
Diamond King continued, ”I'm in favor of handing Garen over to White Dragon Mountain in exchange for their inclination towards us.”
”But what if this angers the clan and they break away from us because of that?” said an opposing member softly.
”Alright, alright. This issue ends here.” Since they had already voted, they would reach a resolution through the number of votes.
The Central President raised his short staff and shook it lightly before the image of Garen in the urban area appeared in the middle of the five people.
”Three votes against handing Garen over to White Dragon Mountain, one neutral vote, and one vote in favor.”
”But how will we deal with the Dragons of Disaster's Imprint on Garen's body?” Diamond King continued speaking.
”Dragons of Disaster…” The President shut his eyes and pondered momentarily.
Suddenly, new changes appeared throughout Garen's image in the center.
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The Thunderbolt Spear was suspended above the top of Garen's head before it descended rapidly. It missed piercing into Garen's head violently by a hair. However, it seemed as though Garen did not move or resist at all.
A black chain-like necklace appeared around his neck indistinctly. It was the Teleportation Necklace that Ann had given him.
Garen's entire body was numb while countless hallucinations were filling the space before his eyes simultaneously. These effects were caused by the hypertoxic poison that was spreading throughout his whole body rapidly after his tail was stabbed.
These toxins were extremely potent. His terrifying Vitality was completely paralyzed now.
However, he was unaware that the two White Dragon Mountain Emissaries behind him were gasping in shock because of these obstructions.
”This is a poison that can even cause Semi-Divine Colossal Dragons to fall into a coma while their tongues become numb after being briefly injected! This fellow… actually didn't faint at all! This is simply unbelievable!!”
”Aside from that, what is this black string necklace-like thing? I can't find a way to undo it!”
Both the emissaries struggled with all their might. However, it was still impossible for them to break free from the rope on their bodies despite their various peak Level Nine spells and abilities that burst forth continuously.
The black rope extended out from the necklace on Garen's neck.
”After the Shadow Dragon, where is Ann, one of the three main monarchs of the Dragons of Disaster?!” roared the Matrix Spirit throughout the entire Snow City. A face that was made of thunderbolts appeared indistinctly throughout the storm clouds in the sky. It contained an incomparable amount of fury.
Garen recovered from the poison slowly. His overpowered Vitality that had reached its limits was already immune to the toxins. The poison was so terrifying that it could paralyze him for some time but that was the extent of its abilities.
The strength that was brimming on the top of his head made his whole body trembled slightly. This Matrix Spirit was a terrifying being that had existed for an unknown number of years. Unleashing its powers now, it was almost equivalent to half of Silver Tower Master's strength.
Silver Tower Master's strength was the pinnacle of the mortal world. Half of his strength would already be ranked at Level Thirteen at least. Pressure like this made Garen's breathing somewhat sluggish as well because he was terribly constricted.
The Draconic Aura throughout his entire body was firmly compressed into a ball that pressed up against his skin closely and could not escape at all. His physical fitness was also repressed until it deteriorated to twenty points on average, leaving him with an average of sixty points which weakened him to a huge extent.
”I don't know what you're talking about?!” Obviously, he could not reveal Ann's existence, regardless of whether he was doing it out of kindness or for his own safety. Once he had exposed Ann's whereabouts, not only would he lose the assurance of his safety, he would be rightfully charged with collaborating with the Dragons of Disaster. There was a possibility that he would be killed as a means of venting pent-up anger.
”Since you have the aura of that monster on your body, I won't admit that I'm mistaken!” the Matrix Spirit roared angrily.
”Alright, Matrix Spirit. We'll take care of this matter from here onwards so you can go back and rest,” The President's voice rang out again.
A tremendous bout of intimidating strength forcibly suppressed the Matrix Spirit before the storm clouds vanished and the Thunderbolt Spear dispersed.