Chapter 324: The Chronicles


    Once the task waspleted, Grandfather returned, his resplendent scales still aze, casting a radiant light that pierced through the darkness as he approached us. Each of us present humbly bowed our heads in reverence as hended gracefully on the floating tform where we were gathered.


    Dralina swiftly trailed behind him, maintaining her steadfastposure, while the elders maintained their positions outside, diligently safeguarding the perimeter in case any unforeseen circumstances arose.


    A somber expression settled upon Grandfather''s face as he cast his gaze upon the ravaged, his eyes reflecting the weight of the situation. He inquired with concern, "Were there any of our own who survived?"


    Dralina, her massive head shaking solemnly, replied, "Regrettably, there were no survivors among our ranks. It appears that a few chose to sacrifice themselves in a final act of defiance, their self-destruction aiding in the copse of the."


    Acknowledging her words, Grandfather nodded with a sense of duty before hemanded, "Contact the Chronicles and gather the names of all those who fought in this battle. Their brave deeds shall bememorated on the Royal Road."


    "Yes, my Lord."


    "As for the others," he continued as he nced at the army of Dragons, "send them back to their respective battlefields, the bastards will try to take advantage of our absence the longer we dy."


    Dralina nodded, acknowledging hismand before she departed from the floating tform to pass on hismand. Soon, affirming hismand, the dragons in the vicinity promptly dispersed led by the elders, theirrge wings carrying them back to the various battlefields they hade from. The sense of purpose and determination was palpable as they heeded Grandfather''s words, fully aware of the importance of maintaining their presence and defending their territories in the face of potential opportunistic enemies.


    It didn''t take long before it was just us, Grandfather and Dralina. His gaze turned toward us for a second causing us to lower our heads as we waited for hismand.


    "Dralina, you stay with the Chronicles, I''ll take these brats to their next battlefield."


    "Understood. Safe travels, esteemed Destroyer."


    He nodded, his gaze distant as he turned to nce in an empty direction before speaking, "Make it quick."


    As if responding to his unspokenmand, the fabric of space itself seemed to ripple and shift, revealing the sudden appearance of five enigmatic humanoid figures.


    These beings possessed an otherworldly aura, their presence both captivating and mysterious. Their eyes, with vertical, slit-shaped pupils, held a sense of ancient wisdom. Their hair, a blend of ck and grey, cascaded down in ethereal strands. Their physical forms blurred the line between masculinity and femininity, their androgynous features adding to their enigmatic allure. Yet, it was their scaly tails and elegantly curved dragon horns that marked their distinction from any known humanoid race.


    They all reverently bowed before Grandfather, their gestures disying utmost respect. Acknowledging their reverence with a subtle nod, he signaled their dismissal. In response, the enigmatic figures dissolved into thin air, vanishing as mysteriously as they had appeared. The unexpected appearance and disappearance left me and my siblings astonished, our eyes widened in disbelief. We exchanged bewildered nces, mirroring our shared sense of shock. Breta, on the other hand, wore a somber expression, her grip on the helm of her spear betraying her nervous uncertainty.


    "What are you brats dumbly standing there for?" Grandfather''s voice echoed with impatience as he clicked his tongue, his tone brooking no dy. He lowered his massive w, gesturing for us to climb aboard. "Get on," hemanded, his words leaving no room for hesitation. "It''s time for you to move to your next mission."


    It didn''t take long before we left the floating tform and the destroyed behind, our destination unknown as Grandfather streaked across the vast darkness of space. His mana shield enveloped us, providing a protective barrier against the harsh elements of space and making our journey more bearable. Silence hung in the air, yet our thoughts were consumed by a multitude of questions. After a while, mustering my courage, I finally voiced the query that had been lingering in all of our minds.


    "Grandfather?"


    "Hmm?"


    "Who were those ''people'' back there?"


    "People? Hahaha," He gave a heartyugh and continued, "Those are the Chronicles, brat. They are Dragons like you and I, albeit a bit more special. Their job is to keep a record of everything."


    "Record?" Sidus mumbled by my the side.


    "Indeed, their presence and duty are different from the rest of us," Grandfather responded with a knowing tone.


    "I see," I slowly nodded. Grandfather did not speak again, and so we continued our flight in silence.


    After a while, Ynos gathered his courage and raised his gaze to nce at Grandfather before speaking,


    "What is our next mission, Grandfather?"


    "Hmm, you''ll first be sent to help with the reconstruction efforts of Everwyn. Consider it as a short break before you are sent back to battle."


    "Reconstruction efforts?" Sidus questioned.


    Grandfather chuckled, "It''s nothing much. The Shades are already expelled from Everwyn, the problem, however, is in the aftermath. The mana there is in disarray so your job will be to help the Gods there get the situation under control."


    "The Gods? What of the other Dragons?" I asked.


    Grandfather shrugged, his massive form swaying slightly, before replying, "It''s not a job most Dragons prefer. And yes, the Gods. Everwyn is under their control, the mortals there still worship their deities, and our presence is minimal. You are only being sent as support."


    ''Interesting,'' I inwardly noted, intrigued by the prospect. I nced at Breta, whose eyes seemed to gleam in anticipation. A world under the Deities'' control, I wondered what that would look like.


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    Our journey this time took much longer, and I was unsure of the exact duration as it was challenging to keep track of time in the vast expanse of space. It became apparent that the teleportation portal to Everwyn had long been destroyed, leaving flight as the only means to reach our destination.


    It was fascinating to observe the multitude ofs we passed by during our journey. However, the majority of them appeared deste, devoid of any signs of life. Yet, this particr journey made me fully grasp the enormity of Grandfather''s power. His speed was astonishing as we soared through space, and I couldn''t help but marvel at it. Thankfully, the presence of his mana shield ensured that we remained securely in ce, unaffected by the force of our rapid movement.


    ''I wonder when I''ll get to be that strong?''I mused silently. Observing Grandfather''s formidable abilities, I couldn''t help but ponder my own potential for growth. It was a reminder that my journey was far from over, and there was still much to learn and achieve. Perhaps one day, I would possess the strength and speed that matched his, soaring through the vastness of space with ease.