Rebirth as a Time Dragon: A DND Chronicle

"Thank you for rescuing Garon from the clutches of chaos. All the Dukes of the Wind will remember this kindness in their hearts."

As the dust settled, all the demi-god spider demons were dead.

The Spider Demon Legion had completely collapsed.

Elder Kriens, who had connections with two great dragons, flew to the airspace near the two dragons gathered together amidst the raging winds with his descendant Cestra.

After giving his thanks,

Elder Kriens's gaze wandered between the two dragons and asked, "May I know how to address the two esteemed dragons?"

The closer he got to the dragons, the more Elder Kriens felt an intangible yet real oppressive force.

At this moment, the two dragons were still in their titan forms, their kilometer-sized bodies as majestic as towering mountains. In front of these dragons, the Dukes of the Wind seemed as insignificant as dust, not even the size of the dragons' pupils. When close, under the shadowy outlines of the dragons' bodies, they could not even see the full extent of the dragons, barely making out the mountain-like heads.

When Elder Kriens asked his question, Cestra remained silent.

He knew in his heart that the two names he had learned before were likely pseudonyms.

"All beings revere me as the Master of the Dragon Court."

Garon lowered his eyes, his huge pupils looking towards the Duke of the Wind Elder, and spoke calmly.

The Duke of the Wind Elder had not left Garon for many years and did not understand the meaning of this title, but Cestra's expression shook, clearly having heard of Garon's name.

Unlike many Dukes of the Wind who had always stayed within Garon, Cestra often took the younger Dukes of the Wind to wander the outer world and knew more about the great events of the myriad worlds.

Among them were the wars of glory between dragons and elves.

And the eternal and temporal dragons who ascended to godhood during the war of glory.

Looking at Garon's form, then seeing Garon's abilities in battle and the spider demons' terrified demeanor, Cestra had already guessed Garon's identity, but still felt somewhat shaken when it was confirmed.

"This is a dragon god, a divine saint walking outside of heaven."

Cestra whispered to the elder.

At the same time, using the winds as a bond, Cestra communicated all he knew about the Master of the Dragon Court and the eternal and temporal dragons to the elder.

When Elder Kriens received this information, his face changed slightly, and his gaze towards the silver dragon became full of resistance.

He had thought that Garon's identity must be extraordinary.

But he had not expected that the other party was a true controller of the multiverse, a god.

If it were other races hearing of a divine presence, their attitude would immediately become much lower, fearful of provoking the deity. However, the Dukes of the Wind were different; although not all, especially the oldest Dukes of the Wind elders, had deep-seated grievances against the gods in their hearts.

"Respected Master of the Dragon Court, you are a noble deity living on the Seven Heavens Mountain."

"So, have you come representing the gods of order?"

"Hehe, Garon has been waiting for the aid of the gods of order for hundreds of thousands of years."

In front of the eclipsing silver dragon, the Duke of the Wind Elder spoke thus.

From the ancient Duke of the Wind's tone, Garon could hear the implied resistance and mockery.

"You seem displeased with my arrival."

"From your tone, I hear dissatisfaction with the gods."

The dragon looked down at the tiny Duke of the Wind, his voice booming like thunder from nine heavens.

Under the majesty of the divine and the dragon, Cestra looked fearful, his eyes urgently turning to the Duke of the Wind Elder.

Elder Kriens was silent for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "I dare not."

"You are a high god, while we are merely pitiful creatures who have been forgotten by the world, barely surviving in hiding."

"Even though we have made supreme contributions to the gods of order, where do we have the right to express dissatisfaction now?"

Though he said he dared not, his words still carried a mocking tone.

Hearing the elder's words, Cestra's heart grew cold.

This was no benign deity. During the war, the number of elven demi-gods who died at his hands was almost uncountable, and ordinary elves were piled like mountains of corpses, their blood flowing like seas. Cestra did not believe that a mere year of coexistence could truly make a god treat him as a friend.

"Please calm your anger."

"Elder Kriens's brain was damaged by the spider demons, he is a bit confused now, so he speaks without thinking."

Cestra

 gritted his teeth and bravely said to the dragon in the sky.

The silver dragon's face was expressionless, his platinum dragon eyes reflecting the figures of the two Dukes of the Wind.

The next second, an extremely tense Cestra heard a deep dragon language.

"Mocking and ridiculing the gods of order, you are quite bold."

"However, I did not participate in the battle between order and chaos, nor did I come representing the gods of order. How you treat the gods of order, I do not care."

Garon said indifferently.

Elder Kriens's words targeted the gods who had once forsaken the Dukes of the Wind, which had nothing to do with him, naturally, he would not become angry or upset.

When Cestra heard Garon's response, his heart fell back in place, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Kriens was slightly stunned.

"You are not representing the gods of order?"

He looked puzzled.

The silver dragon raised his chin and said, "Fate brought me here, I only represent myself."

After a pause, the silver dragon spoke plainly and unequivocally: "The spider demons came for the remaining seven segments of the scepter."

"You know in your hearts that Garon does not have the capability to protect the scepter from the claws of demons, to you, it is but a sacred object that brings disaster."

"As long as Garon holds the scepter, the demons will not give up their pursuit of Garon, but next time, you may not be so fortunate to encounter me again."

"Considering the safety of your people, the peace of the multiverse, and as a reward for my rescuing Garon, you should entrust the scepter to my care."

The dragon's voice boomed like thunder in the sky, reaching the ears of all the Dukes of the Wind.

Their reactions varied.

Some were indeed tempted, not wanting to continue to flee and hide for the sake of the scepter, while others glared, believing Garon to be coveting their sacred artifact.

"So, you came for the scepter."

"The seven-segmented scepter has been a sacred object of Garon since ancient times. What if I say that we, the Dukes of the Wind, cannot agree to your request?"

Garon remained unmoved.

"Do you think you have a choice?"

"I came with good intentions, hence I took action to save Garon, but you must know that gods have not only grace and kindness but also the fury of thunder and fire."

Looking down at the gathering Dukes of the Wind, the silver dragon said in a deep voice.

Garon did not care about the thoughts of the Dukes of the Wind.

In fact, Garon could have simply waited for the demons to battle with the Dukes of the Wind, break through Garon, and snatch the scepter, then take it from the hands of the demons.

That way, it would be easier since the demons would be weakened after fighting with the Dukes of the Wind, and there was no need for lengthy discussions.

In this situation, Garon wanted the scepter, regardless of whether the other party was willing or not; he already considered it his property, and besides, Garon also incidentally rescued Garon from crisis.

The Dukes of the Wind had no right to refuse him in his presence.

After a few seconds of silence, Elder Kriens showed a sorrowful expression and said, "You are right, we indeed have no choice."

As one of the elders, maintaining the survival of the few remaining clan members within Garon had already been very difficult.

In fact, half of the elders had thought about simply throwing the scepter to the demons, that way Garon would be safe.

Although they would no longer be able to freely travel and migrate between the main material worlds, if there were no demonic pursuits, they would not need to flee and hide like this, as the Dukes of the Wind were already tired of such a life.

As for handing the scepter over to the gods of order...

The Dukes of the Wind harbored grievances against the deities and would rather give the scepter to the demons than to the gods of order.

However...

As the guardians of the seven-segmented scepter, they could only think about it, they couldn't actually hand the scepter over to the demons.

Doing so, the threat from the demons might be removed, but they would then face an even more terrifying threat—the punishment from the gods.

Unwilling to give the scepter to the gods but instead to the demons.

This action would undoubtedly be labeled as colluding with the demons, the gods of order might not be able to chase into the bottomless abyss to deal with the demons, but punishing the Dukes of the Wind was an easy matter for them, and they also didn't need to consider the contributions the Dukes of the Wind had made in the past.

Although

 there are dragon gods in the dragon god lineage living in the land of order, there are also those in the lower planes like hell, even those residing on Mount Heaven do not belong to the official camp of the gods of order.

In this way, handing the scepter over to a dragon god from Mount Heaven...

They would no longer suffer the threat of demons and would not anger the gods of order.

This dragon god had just taken action to rescue Garon, they really couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

The other elders of the Dukes of the Wind also flew over, and after a brief communication, they reached a unanimous decision, saying to the silver dragon: "Thank you for your kindness in rescuing Garon, we believe you are a powerful and kind deity."

"Garon is willing to offer the authority, entrusting it to your care."

"Please wait, we will extract the scepter from the core of Garon right away."

After hearing the final response from the other party, Garon nodded in satisfaction, his gaze slightly shifting, saying: "No hurry, you go back to Garon first, do not take it lightly, keep an eye on the scepter."

The elders of the Dukes of the Wind looked puzzled, not understanding why Garon had arranged it this way.

However, the next second they understood.

Gurgle gurgle.

Gurgle gurgle.

Gurgle gurgle.

In the endlessly damaged landscape of the Infinite Forest, already eroded by acid rain, suddenly strange noises arose.

Looking down.

Bubbles and purplish-red steam emerged, carrying a thick scent of evil and chaos, as abyssal brine surged out from countless cracks on the surface, quickly spreading out a layer, turning the entire Infinite Forest into a bizarre and evil brine swamp.

"The spider demons were just an appetizer."

"The true opponent I've been waiting for, is this one."

Boom!

As if the boundless brine suddenly started swirling madly, forming a whirlpool over a thousand meters in diameter on the surface, filled with dark purple evil energy, seemingly reaching straight to the abyss.

Within the whirlpool, a giant shadow bathed in suddenly much more torrential acid rain, slowly surfaced.

The first to appear was a head with a human female's face, her head covered in curved green hair, like dark poisonous snakes to be bound by a crown made from the skulls of unknown creatures.

Then, a corpulent and obese body with skin almost black-blue in color emerged.

Beneath her massive body, not inferior to two titanized true dragons, were ten extremely thick tentacles stretching out from the brine whirlpool for over two thousand meters, like river-like super-long tentacles, their surfaces covered with purplish-red veins, mucus, and constantly moving suckers, merely a light movement leaving endless ravines on the surface.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sky became even darker.

Endless acid rain fell from the sky, landing on the earth, and upon contacting the brine already covering the ground, steamed up thick vapors, obscuring the vision of the Dukes of the Wind.

Despite this.

The vaguely visible purplish-red tentacles, the terrifyingly bloated mountain-like body, still caused the hearts of the Dukes of the Wind to nearly stop and their breathing to become laborious.

"What a terrifying demon."

"It must be the creator of the chaos wolf spider, Miska."

"Even with the suppression of the main material world, all of us together probably wouldn't stand a chance against her."

The elders of the Dukes of Wind had solemn expressions, mixed with some relief and fear.

The silver dragon still in titan form lowered his gaze, looking at the terrifying form of the chaos thereafter, unmoved and said: "A former demon leader, the Tanaari demon, creator of two demon princes, a representative of the abyssal will, chaos thereafter."

"You have descended in your true form, should I feel honored or afraid?"

Chaos thereafter, to snatch the scepter and rescue her prince, had come to the main material world in her true form.

Even under the suppression of the main material world, this ancient being, who once led demons to attack the higher planes, still revealed a terrifying form and momentum.

Such a level of opponent, Garon had never encountered before.

If it were outside the main material world, he would flee as far as he could, certainly not arrogant enough to provoke the other party, but within the main material world, Garon was eager to try, his platinum eyes burning with a desire for battle.

"Dragon god's junior."

"Since you recognize me, why don't you leave immediately? The scepter is not for you to covet."

"You're not of your tribal god, Io's level, to stand before me!"

Chaos thereafter's voice was very coarse, sounding like a giant stone falling to the ground, harsh and resonating.

Garon chuckled and said: "Is

 that so? I can't compare to my tribal god, but it seems I am enough to deal with you in the main material world."

Garon always had a certain respect for ancient and powerful beings.

The strong deserve awe.

However, respect is based on mutual respect.

Chaos thereafter so belittled him, he had no need to continue respecting her.

"You have the protection of a powerful divine time dragon, but that does not mean you can speak to me like this!"

"Youngster, let me teach you a lesson, let you know the gap between yourself and a true top-tier powerhouse!"

Hearing Garon's words, chaos thereafter became irritable, her thick tentacles twisting on the ground, causing a sound like the earth splitting.

"Yuna, fly higher, stay away from the battlefield."

"If I am not a match for chaos thereafter, then assist me in dealing with her."

Garon first softly spoke to his partner.

Although Yuna's combat strength couldn't compare to Garon and chaos thereafter, she could still provide some help, but Garon really wanted to defeat a powerful divine force like chaos thereafter on his own.

Such an opportunity is very rare.

If not too eager to unlock the wolf spider Miska, chaos thereafter wouldn't possibly have come to the main material world to snatch the scepter because it undoubtedly carried great risks.

"Okay."

Yuna could feel the oppressive force from chaos thereafter, knowing there was a significant gap between herself and such a level of enemy, so she obediently followed Garon's words, flapping her dragon wings towards a higher altitude, simultaneously staring unblinkingly at the battlefield, ready to assist and support Garon at any moment.

"Hmph, wanting to fight me alone."

"I admire your courage, and at the same time, I pity your ignorant arrogance."

Chaos thereafter stretched out her muscular arm, opened her hand.

In the gaps between her crisscrossing tentacles, a smaller whirlpool appeared, a pitch-black trident with an evil aura and chaotic energy emerged, held in chaos thereafter's hand.

Obviously, although she verbally demeaned Garon, she actually took him quite seriously.

Otherwise, chaos thereafter wouldn't need to bring out her weapon.

Garon's combat achievements were also known to her.

She didn't want to capsize in the gutter, being defeated by such a rising deity in the main material world. If that happened, her already weakened authority in the abyss would plummet even further.

A surge of abyssal power, as intense as surging flames, ignited on chaos thereafter's body.

Her body, much larger than the titanized Garon, flew directly across, her thick long tentacles moving rapidly in the air, quickly approaching Garon.

Before getting close, the pitch-black trident pointed at Garon from afar.

Boom boom boom!

With a deafening sound, the ground shattered, revealing purplish-red whirlpools connected to the abyss.

In the brine pool in chaos thereafter's palace in the bottomless abyss, the chaotic brine capable of corroding divine bodies surged through the purplish-red whirlpools, rushing towards the sky, like columns of water erupting from below, rushing upwards to strike Garon.

Garon's gaze sharpened, his dragon wings flapping, causing the waters of the river of time to gather.

His dragon body shimmered with a peculiar luster, most concentrated around the wings, as he moved like a silver lightning bolt through the air, his massive mountain-like body agile to an unbelievable degree.

Weaving through the surging columns of chaotic brine, Garon wasn't as relaxed as he appeared on the surface.

Chaos thereafter was indeed a former leader of the abyss, capable of creating beings like the Tanaari demon.

Just the beginning of the battle already gave Garon a completely different feeling from all previous enemies he had encountered.

Although he wasn't directly hit by the water columns, the splashing water droplets nearly filled every inch of space, hard to dodge, even Garon's future sight wasn't very effective.

Countless water droplets accompanied the surging water columns, splattering towards the silver dragon's body.

The barriers of the ages enveloped Garon's body, protecting it.

Under the attack of the terrifyingly corrosive water droplets, ripples surged across the barriers of the ages, and the continuous consumption of the powers of time was sufficient to prove the strength of the opponent's attack.

"Just some water droplets, and it's almost as strong as the all-out strikes from the mechanical sovereign of the metal world."

Garon inwardly grew alert and focused even more.

All his attention was concentrated on the battle with chaos thereafter, with no distractions.

While dodging the water columns summoned by chaos thereafter, Garon took the opportunity to open his dragon mouth, aiming at chaos thereafter who was approaching with wriggling tentacles.

Interwoven between the dragon teeth, a rising dragon breath was clenched.

The breath of time shattering!

A

 breath of dragon fire, like a purifying fire, directly targeted chaos thereafter.

"Not bad power, but that's all!"

Chaos thereafter raised the pitch-black trident, the tip ignited with flames formed by abyssal power, stabbing towards the breath of time shattering.

This demon lord's abyssal power was incredibly profound, Garon's breath of time shattering could not penetrate the purplish-red flames formed by abyssal power, and was dispersed by the pitch-black trident.

Facing the breath of time shattering, chaos thereafter, holding the pitch-black trident, pressed forward relentlessly.

The fierce momentum seemed to directly tear through the dragon breath, piercing towards Garon's head.

Garon's wings flapped, dodging a rising water column at the same time, although his dragon breath fell under, he remained unmoved, instead, his mouth curved into a smile, a smile appearing on his dragon face.

Whew!

He exhaled more fiercely.

At the same time.

Carrying the nature of shattering everything, the breath of time shattering suddenly changed, transforming into the breath of plundering time, capable of piercing through defenses of different energy types, passing through the flames of abyssal power.

The breath of plundering time could make a living being experience endless years passing in just an instant, and it was effective on weapons too.

But the most significant feature of this dragon breath was its ability to ignore defenses.

However, the weapon of chaos thereafter was obviously not something that the breath of plundering time could shake in just a moment.

The moment it passed through the defense, the breath of plundering time changed again, its nature transformed into the breath of driving time.

Under the sweep of the breath of driving time, the pitch-black trident was immediately enveloped by the river of time and subjected to a powerful expelling force, inch by inch being banished into a temporarily created void of time.

Chaos thereafter moved her now empty hand, her expression slightly changing.

At the same time.

One after another, the columns of brine that had been so dense that Garon was exhausted from dodging, came to a halt.

The ability to summon such dense columns of abyssal brine was precisely mediated by chaos thereafter's pitch-black trident. Garon had seen this, and his dragon breath was not aimed at chaos thereafter, but intended to first eliminate her weapon.

In the void of time, the pitch-black trident struggled ceaselessly, unable to be expelled for too long.

However, being able to expel it for a while was better than having chaos thereafter use it continuously.

Before this, Garon's dragon breath could not change types during the exhalation process, unless one breath was used up, then he could gather strength for another. This ability was something he obtained after his recent advancement and was very useful, able to catch the enemy off guard.

Taking advantage of the moment chaos thereafter's weapon was expelled.

The silver dragon let out a deep roar, applying countless types of enhancement spells to himself, at the same time, his dragon wings shook, actively approaching chaos thereafter.

On the other side.

Chaos thereafter's face showed a gloomy expression, roaring: "Very well, very well, you have piqued my interest!"

Sss!

Six thick, purplish-red tentacles flew through the air.

Garon's eyes, piercing through appearances, saw the meat grinder-like sharp teeth hidden within these tentacles' suckers, knowing that being caught would spell disaster, his expression grew solemn.

The power of time burst forth.

The domain of time stop instantly swept out.

But chaos thereafter seemed to sense the change in time stop.

In an instant, abyssal power spread and covered her tentacles with a layer of protection, resisting the effect of time stop, contending with the power of time, though the lightning-fast speed was somewhat slowed, still affected to some extent.

Garon's accelerated state was pushed to the limit.

His wings continuously flapped, moving at high speed between the opponent's seemingly infinitely extending tentacles, seeking opportunities to attack with the claws of spatial rifts.

Sss!

In the counterattack of Garon's claws of spatial rifts, a tentacle was severed into several pieces, but it regenerated and recovered in a blink of an eye, seemingly unaffected.

Looking at chaos thereafter's expression, there was no change either.

"Attacking her tentacles seems ineffective."

"Perhaps the humanoid upper body might be the weak point."

Garon's gaze narrowed slightly.

At the same time, two tentacles suddenly merged, their speed dramatically increased, catching Garon off guard, instantly extending infinitely, entwining around Garon's waist and abdomen.

Sss sss sss!

Billions of sharp teeth hidden in the tentacle's suckers activated, piercing through the barriers of the ages that couldn't defend against them, rapidly bitten through.

The barriers of the ages were broken, and naturally, Garon's scales were also crushed by countless meat grinder-like sharp teeth

, the areas wrapped by the tentacles turned into a bloody mess.

Dizziness, paralysis, rigidity, intense pain... various negative curses erupted simultaneously, the silver dragon's body paused, more tentacles wrapped around like pythons, layer upon layer, engulfing him in an instant, only a single eye remained visible through the gaps.

Suddenly.

The world collapsed, reflecting inside the giant dragon's eye.

At that moment, two tentacles had just merged, their speed increased explosively, and they stealthily attacked Garon.

The silver dragon raised his dragon claw, the black scale ring on his wrist suddenly floated up, rotating counterclockwise, the just merged tentacles separated in the reversed time, returning to their original state.

Taking advantage of the gap in chaos thereafter's attack, Garon raised his dragon claw high, swinging it forcefully towards her.

Sss!

Five claw marks tore through space, heading straight for chaos thereafter's upper body.

This awakening, Garon's original abilities also received some enhancement, and now the claws of spatial rifts could attack from a distance, but their power and effect were weaker than when attached directly to the dragon claws.

"Damn it."

Chaos thereafter truly didn't expect to struggle with Garon this long, and so far, hadn't managed to inflict real damage.

She used six of her tentacles to attack Garon, the remaining four defensively covered her relatively fragile body.

Under Garon's attack, she added two of her tentacles into a disk, the surface instantly hardened, growing layers of metallic armor, intercepting before the claw marks.

Sss!

The claw marks deeply branded on the metal-armored tentacle disk, barely cut through but also lost their force, unable to inflict damage on chaos thereafter's body.

At the same time, Garon's gaze sharpened, directly initiating time explosion and temporal division against chaos thereafter's body.

The claw marks were just a feint.

Taking advantage of the opponent's distracted attention, that was his real attack.

However, chaos thereafter keenly sensed the disorder in the flow of time, her body shot upwards in a straight line, escaping the area covered by time explosion and temporal division just in time.

With chaos thereafter as the target, Garon then deployed the mirror of passing time.

A mirror image of chaos thereafter identical to her was summoned from the past.

But, to Garon's surprise.

The mirror image, which should have lost its will and been under his control, did not attack chaos thereafter, instead, it turned towards Garon with a fierce expression, tentacles swirling, wrapping around Garon.

The mirror image, along with chaos thereafter's true body, attacked together, their might altering the weather, shaking heaven and earth.

This almost caused Garon to capsize in the gutter.

Fortunately, he reacted promptly, withdrawing the temporal power maintaining the mirror image's existence at the first moment.

"Truly troublesome."

Garon also felt chaos thereafter's difficulty.

A powerful divine force demon truly descending, her combat capability was indeed terrifying.

"If it were a normal one-on-one situation, I couldn't do anything to chaos thereafter, only maintain my own undefeated state, simultaneously unable to achieve victory."

"But, I came prepared."

Garon silently thought.

Upon discovering the demons hidden around Garon, Garon felt that chaos thereafter might come to the main material world to snatch the scepter, so he made some preparations in the Infinite Forest ahead of time.

High in the sky.

In the entanglement and constriction of countless tentacles, the silver dragon agilely maneuvered, always managing to appropriately dodge or directly counterattack and slice the opponent's tentacles, never being captured by chaos thereafter's tentacles, and in the gaps between entangling with the tentacles, attacked chaos thereafter's humanoid body with dragon breath, spells, and various time-based powers, but also without effect.

Chaos thereafter added another tentacle.

Seven tentacles danced wildly in the sky, chasing the dragon.

Garon calculated the movement trajectories of the opponent's tentacles in his mind, dodging left and right.

After several seconds, the dragon suddenly darted, narrowly escaping from the encirclement of the tentacles, and chaos thereafter's tentacles had somehow become entangled, like yarn played with by a cat, tangled into a mess.

Whew!

The dragon spread its wings, not taking the opportunity to approach and attack chaos thereafter's body, but cautiously exhaled another long-range dragon breath,

"Hmph, consider yourself smart."

Chaos thereafter showed a disappointed expression.

At the same time, the messy bundle of tentacles almost instantly sorted out, blocking the dragon breath.

The two massive beasts engaged in an endless battle in the sky, chaos thereafter's tentacles nearly covering the sky, while the silver dragon facing her was equally imposing, the commotion they caused resembling the end of the world, terrifyingly spectacular.

In the fierce entanglement, Garon and chaos thereafter's battlefield kept shifting.

Soon, the two appeared in a certain area

.

At this moment, the silver dragon seemed somewhat eager to achieve results, putting more energy into attacking, but instead gave chaos thereafter the opportunity to find a flaw, shooting out eight tentacles, blocking all the directions the silver dragon could dodge, and closing in.

"Finally caught you!"

Chaos thereafter's expression twisted, she roared.

Time seemed to slow down, the tentacles drew closer, but the dragon showing a frightened expression suddenly changed, his mouth curving into a smile, saying: "No, it's me who caught you."

Before the words fell, Garon's dragon claw wrist's black scale ring once again began to rotate counterclockwise.

An anomaly erupted.

Sss sss sss!

Without any warning, densely packed, over a thousand chains suddenly appeared from the air.

Thirteenth-ring arcane, secret chains.

Each secret chain was inscribed with billions of complex runes, carrying an extremely effective binding force effective against demi-god creatures, and at this moment, the suddenly erupting secret chains were not just a single spell.

The chains formed by this spell appeared in the form of a single chain.

At this moment, that is to say, the thousand secret chains that suddenly appeared were actually over a thousand thirteenth-ring spells cast simultaneously.

Thousands of secret chains crisscrossed, filling the surrounding airspace, each segment locking chaos thereafter's tentacles tightly, the endless runes flashing brightly, dazzling.

"Ah? How is this possible!"

Chaos thereafter was taken aback.

She burst forth with all her strength, her purplish-red abyssal power surging violently.

Each secret chain vibrated intensely, cracks slowly appearing, but they did not break.

Chaos thereafter was still tightly bound, each tentacle pulled straight, locked in the sky in a humiliating posture, like a pitiful octopus caught in a spider's web.

Under the suppression of the main material world, she couldn't believe that Garon could instantly cast so many high-ring spells, being trapped by so many secret chains at the same time, even chaos thereafter couldn't easily break free.

Garon indeed couldn't.

But he could cast in advance.

In a fixed location area, before the battle between Garon and the demons began, Garon had cast the secret chains here, and using void casting repeatedly added, cast multiple times, while marking the time nodes where he had cast countless spells.

Time came to now.

When chaos thereafter appeared here, Garon, based on the marked time nodes, locally reversed time, bringing these spells back in a reverse flow, erupting all at once.

This was based on the ability derived from time reversal, which Garon called the reverse flow magic array.

"I am a dragon, a god, and at the same time, a caster."

"As everyone knows, fighting against a prepared caster is never a wise move."

Looking at chaos thereafter, who was bound and struggling, the silver dragon smirked.

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