"Cruel and bloodthirsty? Moody?" Mars smiled half-smilingly, with a mocking look on his face, "Doctor, we are dragons. The dragon world only speaks with swords. We use swords to maintain laws, rather than using laws to restrict swords."

Herzog was not annoyed at all and said with a smile: "Sorry, I almost forgot."

"We are never afraid of him holding a butcher's knife. What we are afraid of is that he never wields a knife." Mars said quietly, "That Your Majesty... He sits too high, too high, so high that we can't even look up.

It’s an extravagant hope, how can we...not rebel?"

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Akira Sakurai waded through the warm river water. The water was covered with dense fog, and the lotus flowers floated from upstream to downstream, looking like rootless duckweeds.

He walked all the way back along the river. The river was not deep and the water was very clear. The bottom of the river was covered with round pebbles. It was very comfortable to step on the pebbles with bare feet.

He looked down and could see small fish swimming around his ankles.

Sakurai Akira didn't know where this was. In his memory, he seemed to be preparing to take a last nap, but he didn't expect to be here when he opened his eyes again.

The melodious sound of the violin has been faintly heard from the upper reaches of the river, so sad and yet so pure.

Sakurai Akira followed the sound of the violin and walked upstream of the river. When he passed through the white mist shrouding the river, a majestic ancient bronze temple stood in front of him.

He looked up, but was shocked to find that the top of the palace could not be seen. This ancient palace stood here as if it was rooted in the earth and connected to the sky.

The melodious sound of the violin came from behind the door.

After a brief hesitation, Sakurai Akira placed his hands on the bronze door. He had no way out and could not find an exit, so he could only try to move forward.

He tried to push the door, but to his surprise, the door opened with a rumbling sound before he exerted any force.

The dazzling sunlight streamed on his face through the crack in the door, making him unable to open his eyes for a while.

When he got used to the brightness and opened his eyes, the figure standing at the top of the hall suddenly came into view.

Akira Sakurai stood there blankly, looking at the figure sitting on the throne in disbelief.

That's... sir?!

A red sun hangs above the main hall, like a crown of the sun above the head. The densest fire element in the world is condensed here, blooming with countless rays of light, illuminating this ancient palace.

Under the bright sun, on the highest throne in the world, the man held his face with one hand and slowly opened his eyes.

The most blazing gilt gold surged from his pores, and his majesty filled every corner of the world the moment he woke up.

That moment.

Sakurai Akira suddenly saw the sky, the earth, and the ocean in a solid state...

In this gray-white world where everything is frozen, only the single towering figure has colorful colors.

He stood under the sun, walked in the most primitive years, bowed his head and saw all the phenomena of heaven and earth.

Behind him, huge pale dragon wings spread out, as if completely covering the entire sky, sheltering the world under the dragon wings.

From then on, there were no more sun, moon and stars in the sky.
Chapter completed!