The sudden divine light calmed the roar of the sea and turned the violent storm into a warm breeze. The divine light was not shining, warm and soft.

    Bahamat projection came. As the God of the good dragon, his appearance is of course a majestic and strong metal dragon, with platinum gold scales shining beautifully in the sun. It is said that bahamat has a super giant dragon body thousands of meters long, but at this moment, he only shows a size similar to Caesar.

    "If I remember correctly, this is the first time you have called my name, Caesar tangrian."

    The platinum dragon smiled at the black dragon, "I''m glad you can get rid of the shackles of Tiamat."

    "Thank you for your kindness to me, your majesty Bahamut." Caesar said, "I know you are different from those gods."

    He didn''t rush to make his request, but first expressed his gratitude to the platinum Dragon God. Soon, the platinum Dragon God and the human God system went down together. Instead of giving him a hand, he gave him some vague reminders, hoping that Caesar would avoid the war. He still remembered this.

    "In that matter, if you are willing to leave room, there may be a possibility of reconciliation."

    Bahamut sighed: "most gods live by faith. If you want to break the faith of Aladia, it is tantamount to depriving them of their lives. It is also reasonable for them to punish you."

    "I don''t care what they want to do with me."

    "But you care about the native creatures of Aladia. You called my name for the first time to solve this matter, didn''t you?"

    "Yes."

    Caesar nodded without hesitation: "I didn''t expect that as long as the gods believe, they don''t care about the life and death of mortals. They instigate human beings to fight with black wings and shed the last drop of blood. It doesn''t matter whether they die in war or genocide."

    "This is not what a good God should do."

    ”Bahamut shook his head. "What do you want me to do?"

    "An oracle, an oracle that rings through the whole territory of aladdia."

    Caesar said, "your good name is known all over the world, your majesty Bahamut. I hope you can open your mouth for black wing, expose the lies of the sun Lord God, and show mankind the real situation inside the black wing empire."

    "Let mankind see the truth. It doesn''t violate my rules. I can help you."

    The platinum dragon''s pale blue eyes glittered: "at the same time, Caesar tangrian, I also need your help."

    "The transaction is equivalent, I understand."

    The black dragon understood and said, "as long as you can release the oracle and let the aladian people recognize the reality, I will do something for you."

    "Don''t get me wrong, it''s not a deal."

    Bahamut explained, "whether you refuse my request or not, I will give the Oracle after the projection. It''s two different things, Caesar, you have to understand."

    "I see. Please go ahead."

    "The reason why the metal dragon withdrew from ayladia is that I have no intention to let the children participate in the war between black wing and the sun. Now the war is coming to an end and the devil invasion is imminent. I hope you can draw a suitable habitat after unifying the mainland and accept the return of the metal dragon. Many children growing in ayladia have strong feelings for their hometown. They are willing to return here to resist the abyss And fight. "

    "I''ll do it." Caesar smiled. "If they don''t hate my ''evil''."

    "It''s not evil, it''s selfish."

    Bahamut gave him a deep look: "you are a very insecure child."

    The black emperor of Aladia was called "child", and Caesar didn''t mind. He just joked: "obviously, they are just and kind gods. How can there be such a big gap between the sun Lord God and the platinum Dragon God."

    "Perot..."

    The platinum dragon was silent for a while, as if evoking some kind of memory: "the sun god was not like this at first. He used to be a model of justice and the embodiment of kindness, and created many beautiful things. However, in the process of wandering the star world, he was murdered by the evil god taros."

    "Since then, Perot has determined to become a warrior God, incinerating darkness with a blazing flame and frightening evil with pain. He began to pursue faith and strength, took the lead in every battle and eliminated tens of millions of demons, demons, gods and evil races."

    "If a good God has too much blood on his hands, he will become violent, paranoid and indifferent. This is true of Perot, Mistra and corelon. The degeneration of the Lord of war is particularly obvious. In my eyes, he can no longer be regarded as the God of the justice camp."

    "What about you? Why aren''t you affected?" Caesar wondered.

    The platinum dragon shrouded in the brilliance is not without blood. His eyes are full of kind cyan, but not without flame. This flame once swallowed a terrible war and burned the conspiracy of the seven evil gods led by "greed" and "Rage", annihilating a powerful evil force in the star world at the edge of the source sea.

    The name of that war is now known as "the breath of Bahamut". The platinum Golden Dragon wings beat a sharp wind. Bahamut leaned against the edge of chaos, killed every enemy trying to approach the source sea, and roared on the purgatory like battlefield.

    "I have fallen too. I didn''t stop tyamat from murdering astarina, because I was eager to absorb the power of Tamara." Bahamut closed his eyes and changed his tone slightly.

    Astrina and Tamara are also dragon gods. IO, the father of dragons, does not only favor Bahamut and Tiamat. He has left nine children, but most of them have been murdered by Tiamat, and some have also been lost in the long river of time. Only platinum dragon and pentahedron are still active in the star world.

    Caesar had no intention of exploring that history. He could only be silent and wait for the following.

    "As for why you asked me why I didn''t become like Perot and corelon, it''s probably because I didn''t pursue faith. You see, if I judge by the strength of divine power, I''m just a weak divine power."

    Bahamut slowly opened his eyes and looked at the endless deep sea: "the power of the gods comes from faith and godhood, and faith and godhood can be competed and forcibly seized. This is really a terrible thing."

    Caesar agreed.

    "Come here. I will not only release the Oracle for you, but also resist the pressure of the gods and let them stop meddling in ayladia."

    Bahamut whispered, "the demons urgently want to climb the material world, like dying people grasping the life-saving lock rope. According to the current situation of the aladian race, there is no way to resist the abyss. Mortals can''t do it, nor can metal dragons. Only you can do it. If you fail, the world can only go to the end of destruction."

    "Thank you."

    The black dragon looked at the platinum dragon''s gradually empty figure and nodded seriously.