CHAPTER 463: CHAPTER 274: BEACON

However, to the surprise of all the great dragons present, the Silver Dragon King refused on the spot.

"I’m sorry, I cannot accept this proposal. We on Dragon Island also have our own responsibilities to fulfill."

"What?" David felt it was somewhat inconceivable, which inexplicably made him feel a burst of Wrath.

In his view, this was a crucial battle that concerned the fate of the entire Dragon Race. The Chromatic Dragons had already taken over all the tasks from Toriel’s side, including eliminating The Slaying King Star. The Dragon Mad Lock no longer hung over their heads, and both Dragon Gods had ’transcended.’ So, what could these Metal Dragons possibly be afraid of?! It serves them right to have been hiding on this forsaken Dragon Island for so many years.

Seemingly noticing the dissatisfaction emanating from David, the Silver Dragon King slowly lifted his head to gaze into the distance, as if recalling a piece of history, "The Dragon Queen has her plans, and the Platinum Dragon God has also left His will and arrangements. I have no intention of defying them, nor do I have the courage or audacity to do so."

David was almost amused by these words, though his Wrath had diminished. After all, even the Silver Dragon King himself had openly admitted his own timidity; what more could he say?

Not just David, but all the Metal Dragons present were somewhat disappointed. Dragon Island might be great, but how could it compare to the colorful and diverse Continent? And to make such an admission in front of the Chosen of the Chromatic Dragons was somewhat embarrassing for them.

Just as David was utterly disheartened, the Silver Dragon King added meaningfully, "What is little known to dragons is that during the War of Dragonfall, the Platinum Dragon God issued an oracle to all His followers:

"’Command and inform all Metal Dragons to abandon their territories and enter hibernation on the spot.’ However, the then-Claw of Justice commander, Gold Dragon Albrecht, unable to watch the Chromatic Dragon armies plunder and slaughter cities, led his troops to engage the Chromatic Dragon legions at Caela Grand Canyon ahead of time."

A thought struck David; this was the first time he had heard about it.

He then saw the Silver Dragon King with a sorrowful and wistful smile on his face. "And the outcome, as recorded in the histories of our draconic lineage:

"When that great battle was raging, ’The Blood Moon,’ The Slaying King Star, descended. Under the influence of the Dragon Mad Lock, dragons went mad and could no longer distinguish friend from foe.

"In that catastrophe, the adult Claw of Justice was completely annihilated. Caela Grand Canyon became the Dragon Burial Pit of today. The intelligent civilizations of the Continent were almost entirely destroyed, except for the Elves who had orchestrated it all from behind the scenes. As for the Chromatic Dragons and Metal Dragons, only three percent survived—and that is the most optimistic statistic. The rest either died or fled, just like our ancestors, who, as Priests of the Dragon God, luckily survived that calamity.

"With such a blood-soaked history before us, I must not become the second Albrecht."

Hearing this, the Dragon Court, which had begun to stir due to the Silver Dragon King’s ’open admission of timidity,’ fell silent once more.

"So... is that what truly happened?" David, too, calmed down.

He suddenly realized that many Chromatic Dragons, including himself, might have misunderstood the Platinum Dragon God...

Because if Bahamut was also one of the masterminds behind the Dragon Mad Lock, even if Gold Dragon commander Albrecht had rashly defied orders and initiated the decisive battle prematurely, Bahamut, as a Dragon God, would have had enough time to prevent it. Even if Albrecht had defied orders, they still wouldn’t have been nearly wiped out like the Chromatic Dragons.

Then the only possibility would be...

That at that time, Bahamut was already unable to communicate His will in time and accurately...

So, at that time, He went to the depths of the vacant starry sky...

The Slaying King Star.

And as a result, was He then ensnared by the Elven pantheon’s plot and imprisoned?

This seemed to be a more reasonable, logical conclusion.

Amidst the prevailing rumors among dragons, it seemed that for many years, Bahamut had indeed borne quite a heavy, undeserved burden of blame.

Indeed, with such deeply rooted animosity, the Chromatic Dragons simply wouldn’t listen to the ’excuses’ of the Metal Dragons.

"Then, this time, what arrangement has our dear Platinum Dragon God left behind?" David asked somewhat helplessly.

"To be precise, there is no exact arrangement. However, seven years ago, His will suddenly became clear and then rapidly receded, until this time, when it disappeared completely. Therefore, I can only lead the dragons of Dragon Island to continue interpreting and deducing the oracles we have received over these ten thousand years. I believe the Dragon God, He must have His profound reasons," the Silver Dragon King responded.

Profound reasons my foot. He’s probably just been driven mad after being imprisoned by a bunch of Elf gods for so long. Otherwise, He wouldn’t have run off to hunt other Dragon Gods, especially since He even managed to kill one.

David, internally grumbling, irritatedly snatched a stone slab from a Dragon Priest’s claws with a flick of his tail and challenged the Silver Dragon King, "Then pray tell, when is the war on this stone tablet supposed to happen?"

Without hesitation, the Silver Dragon King glanced at it and responded directly, "This is from a war that happened in the past."

"How do I have no recollection of it at all? And what about this one?" David switched to another stone slab and continued to ask.

The Silver Dragon King still replied calmly, "That one is in the future."

"It seems our Dragon God can precisely foresee the future now, can’t He? Such divine foresight," David chuckled.

If Bahamut still possessed such power, why didn’t He directly prevent the Elves’ scheme concerning The Slaying King Star back then? As far as he knew, even gods could only manage to glimpse fragments of the currents of time.