The realm of gods.

Mara, the god of the hunt, took out another arrow to slay the gods.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, the cold arrow aimed at the emperor's second son, Arthur Saint Dragon.

“The world-destroying twins, tsk,” Mara muttered. “It’s ironic that I, a god of the hunt, am here to save the world.”

Even though that's what they say.

The human-faced, beast-bodied artifact was still aimed at its target, and the bowstring was drawn.

'Whoosh!'

The arrow that slays the gods was shot from the divine realm, leaving a golden trail of divine light in the sky above the divine and mortal realms.

Arthur tore through space and appeared directly behind the Emperor.

He reached out his trembling hand and caught his father's body as he fell to the ground.

The arrow shattered his heart.

The greatest emperor in the history of the Holy Dragon has died.

"No! Father!!"

"Father!!!"

Arthur had just learned of his mother's tragic death and then witnessed his father's assassination.

Just then, another arrow pierced the sky and shot straight toward Arthur.

At the critical moment, a platinum-gold dragon blocked Arthur's path.

The arrow pierced through the platinum dragon's massive body, but it did not leave a fatal wound.

Dragon knights and dragons share the same fate, their glory and their loss are intertwined.

Caesar was injured by the artifact, and Arthur vomited blood.

Blood stained the emperor's temples.

Kingdom of Gods.

"What did I tell you?" the God of Darkness scoffed. "To entrust such a crucial matter to a weak god, ha!"

"God of Hunting, huh? He can even get this off track."

Mara's forehead veins throbbed.

"Did I miss?"

"We were tricked by the Platinum Dragon God!"

"Before he died, he passed on his authority to the Platinum Dragon King!"

"Damn it!"

"Why does this dragon possess divine status?!" (Only those who possess divine status can inherit divine authority.)

The gods began to discuss it amongst themselves.

The God of Light always sat high on his throne.

He slightly raised his head, his eyes gazing at the sky above the divine realm.

The God of Darkness ignored the enraged God of Hunting.

"What do we do now? There are only three arrows left to slay the gods."

"I don't think Arthur is a threat."

"His older brother, however, is a big problem."

"Damn it, the Dragon God actually gave the 'authority of time' to that ugly, gray dragon a long time ago!"

It's no wonder that even an omniscient and omnipotent god has blind spots.

God cannot know the secrets of another true God.

Unless, that god's power is far inferior to His.

The light still looks up, gazing at the world beyond the sky.

The Earth Goddess asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Guangming did not look away.

“Some higher-level gods are... observing our world.”

The temple fell into a deathly silence.

A suffocating sense of oppression permeated the temple.

Cupid clasped his hands tightly together. “Here… only the Dragon God has ever interacted with the gods outside.”

"What if those gods outside...?"

"No," the God of Light stated directly and firmly.

“They came for a while, but just watched quietly from the outside.”

The God of Light withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and looked down upon the mortal realm.

"Perhaps it's like how we sometimes enjoy looking at the mortal world."

"Focus your attention on the plan." The God of Light stood up.

"The final arrow, to kill Albert."

"As for Arthur, Mara, I'll have to trouble you to make the trip yourself."

Although he spoke politely, the light's words were law, and Mara, a weaker deity, was not allowed to resist.

Without a word, Mara drew his bow again.

This time, the arrow was aimed directly at Albert, the paladin riding on the dragon's back.

On the Holy Dragon's side, war also broke out.

The six marquises who were granted fiefdoms and titles have rebelled.

They united all the races that harbored resentment towards the Holy Dragon.

A general offensive was launched against the entire territory of Holy Dragon.

But the Holy Dragon also has friends.

Do you still remember the elf prince who opened a restaurant in the capital and dreamed of becoming a chef?

If it weren't for absolute trust in his allies, the king of the Wood Elves would never have agreed to his only son opening a restaurant outside.

Thus, a great war that swept the entire world broke out.

Albert commanded the war.

They managed to defeat the six major families, who were secretly instigated by several gods, and send them in a series of defeats.

Just as the main force of the Allied forces was being blasted by the dragon's breath and was feeling utterly defeated, a golden light streaked across the sky.

Albert looked up.

"They're here."

Suddenly, the Time Dragon he sat on swiftly tore open a rift in space and time.

From that spacetime rift, a giant dragon, its body reduced to bones, took Albert's place.

A golden arrow pierced through a spacetime rift.

Mara, the God of the Hunt: "………………"

The Time Dragon can actually be played like this?!

The dragon, now just bones, let out a mocking laugh at Mara, "Caracararacarara."

After drawing all the aggro, this cheeky bone dragon disappeared back into the spacetime rift.

They traded it back for Albert's sly-looking clown dragon.

Mara of God's kingdom has broken through.

"Give me back my arrow!!!"

However, there's a saying: "Throwing meat buns to a dog is like throwing them away; they're gone forever."

...

On the battlefield, the five evil dragon gods did not die.

He scrambled to his feet, looking disheveled.

Arthur's arm was grabbed by the injured Caesar.

Caesar turned and tossed him onto his back.

The Platinum Dragon King—no, perhaps Caesar should now be called the Platinum Dragon God.

He was going to fight this five-headed dragon to the death!

The dragon, its wounds still bleeding golden blood, breathed out one breath after another.

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