No matter how dark and endless the night may be, the dawn will still arrive as promised.
Seeing the pale light shining into the cave entrance, Richard finally calmed down, at least outwardly.
Today is a day to witness a miracle. The former patriarch Lorenz, who was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep five years ago, will awaken and return on this day.
The entire Dragon Island was filled with a festive atmosphere, and surrounded by countless handsome dragon men and beautiful women, Richard, dressed in a magnificent silver robe, ascended the high platform on the shore of Rose Salt Lake with a blank expression.
There, Lorenz lay quietly, his body now thoroughly cleaned.
Even after five years, the exceptionally robust man remains as handsome as ever, and even with his thick eyebrows relaxed, his carefree and domineering nature remains unchanged.
An elder took the conch shell from the attendant, and a deep sound spread outwards. All the dragons knelt on one knee and murmured to themselves.
Richard calmly looked around and saw Yun Wei and his group standing in the corner watching the ceremony. Naturally, following that direction, he also saw Xie Mulang.
The man in black trailed far to the outermost edge, hidden in the thick shadows. Even with Richard's excellent eyesight, he couldn't make out the expression on the man's face.
His silver eyes flickered, and he coldly turned his face away, woodenly taking Lorenz's Achilles' heel—which had already undergone the summoning ritual—from the gold-threaded cushion held up by Reid, who was kneeling beside him.
As he lowered his head and chanted, seven-colored light intertwined at his fingertips, and the densely packed dragons below the stage, seeing this, also began to chant in hushed tones.
A buzzing sound gathered like a tide, echoing in the distance with the distant roar of an ancient dragon. In this strange rhythm, as if life were being born, the dark purple scale seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, teetering on the verge of collapse, slowly rising.
When it finally reached the highest point of Dragon Island, the sun, the scales, and the diamond-shaped shadow that fell on Lorenz's brow aligned in a straight line—
It seemed like time had slipped by a beat.
In that brief moment, everyone's movements slowed to an eerie pace. The speed of sound was so slow that it couldn't escape the constraints of time, so the entire space became eerily quiet.
All they knew was that the scale was the only sound in the area.
It fell straight down and eventually sank into Lorenz's chest.
As the purple light faded, everything instantly returned to normal, and the noisy sounds seamlessly continued from the previous moment.
Richard didn't know whether it was successful or not.
He was about to step forward to check when suddenly everything went dark, and almost instantly, he was tightly embraced.
The other person's hug was so tight that his ribs ached slightly.
He subconsciously conjured magic in his palm in preparation for a counterattack, but when he touched that familiar and intense aura at the tip of his nose, he helplessly dispelled it with a wave of his hand.
In the distance, one of the dragons suddenly cried out, "Your Highness Lorenz! You have finally returned!"
As if waking from a deep dream, the rest of the dragons also came to their senses with this heartfelt cry, which sounded like weeping and lamenting.
Like a plague spreading, the cheers of "Lorenz! Lorenz!" instantly surged like the sea, resounding everywhere.
But despite the grand scale of the event, Richard could only hear Lorenz's incoherent murmurs.
The other person kept calling his name: "Rich... my Richie, I've finally seen you again..."
Lorenz's unique, usually deliberately low voice was now choked with emotion, as if he were about to burst into tears.
This left Richard, who was completely bewildered, somewhat confused about the situation.
"Oh no, Lorenz might have lost his mind." Richard was thinking this when he felt the other's restless hand moving downwards. His expression hardened, and he firmly grabbed the other's elbow.
He rested his other elbow on the other person's chest, trying to create an excessively intimate distance between them.
Sensing the resistance of the person in his arms, Lorenz lowered his head and stared intently at Richie, whom he had been longing for day and night.
In that position, Richard inevitably collided with the Thunder Dragon's purple eyes, and in the instant their eyes met, Richard understood.
Even after five years, the other party has not changed at all.
Still so domineering and forceful, so...
Not flat.
"Let me go," Richard said through gritted teeth in a low voice.
“Impossible.” Lorenz’s purple eyes narrowed. The two were pressed tightly together, the unusual sensation clearly indicating that he was in heat. “I will marry you, Richie. I will make you my queen.”
Amidst the deafening roar of the dragons, Richard heard it with exceptional clarity.
The scene he had longed for day and night was right before his eyes, yet he remained unmoved and untouched.
This puzzled him greatly.
Richard then narrowed his silver eyes, raised his chin, and openly sized up the burly and imposing Lorenz in front of him.
If he were to act so presumptuously in the past, the other party would have already retreated in a hurry.
But for some reason, Lorenz was acting strangely today. Instead of dodging or avoiding, he moved his large face closer, wanting Lorenz to see him more clearly.
Richard was puzzled, but he remained calm and carefully examined Lorenz.
It must be said that the other party's appearance absolutely meets the dragon race's discerning aesthetic standards.
Whether it's his distinctive nose, eye sockets, and lips, or his bulging temples and full Adam's apple, they all exude an inviting tension, easily resonating with his bloodline under the instinctive drive.
So, as time goes by, what exactly has quietly changed?
The confused silver dragon looked up at the large head above it, unable to figure it out for a moment.
But he didn't realize how easily the way the two of them were positioned could cause misunderstandings in the eyes of others.
A hoarse voice rang out, "Excuse me, Richard, I have something very important to tell you."
Even without turning his head, Richard knew it was Claude's voice.
However, there seemed to be a faint trace of melancholy in the other person's voice.
Richard instinctively turned around, but not towards Claude, but towards the direction where Xie Mulang had been standing.
However, he only had time to catch a glimpse of the other person's dejected departing figure. In just a few seconds, only a dark ribbon remained, disappearing around the corner in an instant.
"Go ahead and say what it is," he said lazily, glancing at Claude.
Lorenz was in such a sorry state that he wasn't in a hurry to break free from the other person's embrace.
Claude nodded slightly and began to speak in a rambling manner: "It's like this, yesterday Isa and I found some Naga remains on the North Shore..."
Richard knew that Lorenz was looking at the little guy with a hostile expression, and the little guy's particularly restless part even twitched, which annoyed him.
He immediately interrupted coldly, saying, "Get to the point."
At the same time, his fingertips effortlessly pierced through the scales on Lorenz's waist and plunged in viciously. However, he managed to restrain the wind element in time, preventing the thick stench of blood from spreading.
But the warning doesn't seem to have any effect.
Lorenz, far from restraining himself, became even more excited, grabbing the wrist that was across his body and lowering his head to plant a series of delicate kisses on it.
Her delicate, snow-white skin flushed crimson, leaving behind a trail of color, like a seashell after the tide has receded.
Although Yun Wei sensed the unusual elemental fluctuations in the air, he was even more shocked by the almost R-rated scene before him.
He lowered his eyes uncomfortably and said briefly, "In short, Galle is not dead. We will return to the Continent of Elements tomorrow morning. You stay on Dragon Island and be careful."
"Yes, thank you." Richard's silver eyes flickered as he sincerely thanked the mortified little mage amidst his panting breaths.
After the other person had gone far away, he looked at the dragon in front of him, which looked like it had been struck by lightning, with great pleasure and smiled maliciously: "Lorenz, today is really a good day. Not only have you woken up, but your fiancée has also been found."
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