Dragon Who Controls Time

1245 The Referees Are All My People, What Do You Have To Fight With Me?_1

Hero Domain, Eternal Heroic Spirit Palace.

The silver dragon had a crown of thorny flowers on its head, and its entire body was suffused with a faint luster. Streaks of energy grid line chains belonging to the heroic domain gathered and surrounded the silver-faced dragon, making it look like a king of the dimension.

Garen closed his eyes slightly. Through his authority as the Lord of Heroic Spirits, he used God’s Vision to look at the level of the Royal Court where the sea of clouds was churning.

In Garen’s God’s Vision, the entire level of the Royal Court was like a sandbox. Floating islands with different styles of dragon nests were built on it, and there were countless True Dragons living here.

With a single thought from Garen, the Dragon Court’s level would also move accordingly. According to Garen’s will, the clouds would be born and destroyed, and flowers would wither and bloom.

Now, in the center of the Royal Court, not far from the Eternal Heroic Spirit Hall.

A magnificent and dazzling divine hall had been successfully constructed.

The temple was cylindrical in shape, but it was not smooth. The main body of the Pantheon temple was hollow and cylindrical, supported by giant pillars that were shining with divine light. The dome at the top was in the shape of a hemisphere.

The squarish, magnificent, yet exquisite golden door stood in front of the Pantheon temple.

The materials used to build the Pantheon Palace were all Godly metals that were considered precious to gods.

What fused these Godly metals together was the power of laws that criss-crossed and shone brightly.

Exquisite murals and embossed were carved on the walls of the Pantheon temple, as if they were alive, revealing the legendary deeds of the gods, especially the Dragon God.

If some of the weaker Divine Powers focused their attention on the embossed murals on the Pantheon Temple, they would obtain unexpected surprises through the legendary deeds of gods of a higher level than themselves.

A year had passed since the end of the contract.

The Pantheon temple had already been built. Now it was time to open the Dragon Court to other gods and call on the gods to enter the Pantheon temple. For the Pantheon temple, it was very important to know how many gods would come to join and become members of the Pantheon temple. Otherwise, it would just be an empty shell of a building with a false name.

Garen could feel that many Gods were watching the Hero Domain. To be precise, it was the Dragon Court level of the Hero Domain.

However, with the help of the Nine-faced Dragon God, the rules of the Hero’s Domain had already been shaped by Garen, the Lord of Heroic Spirits. Ordinary Gods would not be able to sense the situation inside the Hero’s Domain. Looking at the Hero’s Domain would only be like looking at flowers in the fog, blurry and blurry.

Only the Divine Telekinesis of a great Divine Power could penetrate the rule barrier of the Hero’s Domain and detect what was happening inside the Hero’s Domain.

However, most of the great Divine Powers would not do this even if they had the ability to do so in order to express their respect for the overlord of the Dragon Clan.

Regardless of whether the gods were willing to admit it or not, ever since the end of the no-fight contract and the draw between the Nine-faced Dragon God and the Heavenly Emperor, the dragon race had already regained their position as the overlord.

“It’s starting.”

After receiving the Nine-Faced Dragon God’s call, Garen’s gaze shifted slightly, and his silver dragon body flashed and disappeared from the dragon nest, arriving inside the Pantheon Temple.

Almost at the same time, the other Dragon Gods also entered the Pantheon temple.

The Dragon Gods did not sit on the seats on the stairs. Instead, they gathered on the other side, where they were the organizers, adjudicators, and enforcers of the Pantheon Temple.

Following that, the time for the Pantheon Temple to open officially arrived. Suddenly, a divine light shone from the dome of the Pantheon Temple. The brilliant light penetrated the dimensional barrier like a beacon of light, and the gods saw it.

“Gentlemen, please enter the Royal Court.”

The calm and gentle voice belonging to the Nine-Faced Dragon God sounded.

At the same time, the dimensional barrier of the Dragon Court opened up. One by one, gods accompanied by divine light descended on the Dragon Court like meteors and went straight into the Pantheon Temple.

In the furious waves of the sea of clouds, the vast and glorious scene of the arrival of a large number of gods was reflected in the eyes of countless True Dragons in the Royal Court.

Seeing such a huge formation, none of the True Dragons showed any fear or nervousness. The faces of the dragons were filled with pride and arrogance. The densely armored faces of the dragons seemed to be enveloped in a layer of faint luster.

With a single word from the Dragon Race Master God, all the gods came to pay their respects.

It was even more powerful than before the Dragon Death War. All the True Dragons understood that the position of the overlord of the dragon race had really been restored. Moreover, it was even more indestructible than before. Its glory had reappeared and it was brilliant.

Streams of light transformed from gods flew straight into the Pantheon temple.

At the same time, the light converged and turned into the face of the god himself.

In order to express their sincerity, the gods came in their original forms and did not use incarnations such as saints.

The Fairy Main God Titania, the Wind Elemental Queen Arkady.

These two high-level gods, who were the masters of a god system, were the first to arrive.

Then, the Lord of Flames, the Gnome Master God, the God of War, Tempas, the God of Light, and other powerful Divine Powers arrived one after another.

At this moment, the Lord of Flames, whose entire body was enveloped in flames, turned his head and looked at the silver dragon.

Noticing that the Lord of the Blazing Flames did not hide his gaze, Garen turned his bald head and looked at the Lord of the Blazing Flames.

The face of the Lord of Flames was shrouded in flames, and only a pair of fire eyes that were not fixed in shape could be seen faintly, so Garen could not see his current expression.