60,000 years ago

He maintained his deep and low tone.

"Alright," he said.

Brass garen was slightly disappointed, but he quickly regrouped.

He looked towards the direction of the fiery cobalt Dragon and muttered in a low voice: these detestable metal Wyverns. They've only just been expelled from their Metal Dragon status, and now they're trying to take revenge. The Platinum Dragon God should have removed them from the list long ago.

At the same time, with the passage of time, without the support of mana, the flames in the sky gradually extinguished, leaving a crystallized pit.

The originally dark blue Large cobalt Dragon had already fallen into the pit without any signs of life.

The metallic scales had now turned into red-hot iron, emitting a large amount of white smoke. As the temperature quickly passed, the red color disappeared and turned into a charred black.

The brass garen stared at the dead cobalt Dragon without a trace of sympathy on his face.