Chapter 532: The Treacherous God Attacking Garon, Daughter of Ao

"I once basked in the sun's light, gazing up at the great day."

"Now, the sun is in my hand, and its radiance shines at my will."

In the boundless Astral Plane, the fully manifested silver dragon, Garon, toyed gently with the sun.

Mastering the domain of the sun is not easy, but Garon did not explore aimlessly.

He frequently traveled to Mount Celestia and sought the guidance of the God of Light, learning directly from him how to best wield his 'daughter.'

Garon has always been a quick learner.

Under the God of Light's tutelage, Garon's proficiency with the sun domain grew steadily. Now, he could create a sun; the radiant sphere in his palm was a testament to his mastery over the solar domain.

Meanwhile.

The silver dragon turned his gaze to the Prime Material Plane, his platinum eyes reflecting the scenes of various worlds.

As Garon watched, the war between the Primal Gods and the deities reignited.

"Let me see who will first experience my refined mastery of the solar domain."

The dragon's eyes narrowed as he searched for a suitable target.

In one of the Prime Material Worlds, the continent of Morson.

A colossal beast moved slowly across the surface. With each step, the earth groaned under its weight, cracking and shattering, creating deep fissures that stretched for thousands of miles, with dark red lava flowing within.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the beast's massive limbs struck the ground, lava erupted from the fissures, forming a vast, dark red ocean of molten rock, consuming everything in its path.

The beast resembled an enormous crocodile turtle. Its head was covered in spikes, looking grotesque and terrifying. On its shell, which was about a kilometer in diameter, stood a towering black volcano, thousands of feet high, emitting thick smoke and flowing lava that coated its rough surface intermittently.

Boom!

The volcano spewed forth giant balls of molten rock, shooting into the sky before crashing down with destructive force, creating deep craters and obliterating all in their path.

This was Baltha, the King of Mountains and Fire, a Primal God with power equivalent to a mid-tier deity.

It could create mountains and turn everything into stone, consuming rocks as its food. It had also created several species with the power of petrification.

As the ground shattered and lava flowed through the cracks and ravines, a sea of molten rock formed. Lava balls rained down, pounding the earth. Within millions of square kilometers around the King of Mountains and Fire, it was a deadly, unapproachable area.

The sky was blackened by the thick volcanic smoke, plunging the world into darkness.

Half-divine beings in the Prime Material World, unwilling to sit and wait for death, gathered their courage and charged at the Primal God.

Whoosh!

The volcano on the back of the King of Mountains and Fire erupted with billowing smoke, engulfing the half-divine beings. When the smoke cleared, they were turned into lifelike stone statues that crashed to the ground, only to be crushed under the Primal God's massive feet.

"It's you."

In the Astral Plane, Garon's eyes narrowed as he leaped into the River of Time.

At the same time.

In the Prime Material World.

The River of Time flowed steadily, unaffected by the destruction caused by the King of Mountains and Fire.

Suddenly, the Primal God paused, lifting its massive head upwards.

Beams of sunlight pierced through the thick volcanic smoke, bringing light to the darkened world.

Through the gaps in the smoke, one could see a majestic silver dragon in the sky, clutching a radiant sphere of light in its claws, from which the piercing light emanated.

"Garon Aurelion..."

The King of Mountains and Fire's pupils contracted.

Boom... An endless torrent of lava erupted from the volcano on its back, cascading down its body and cloaking it. Dense smoke swirled around it, making its form increasingly hazy.

As always, when mid-tier Primal Gods faced Garon, they did not seek direct combat but tried to escape immediately, aiming to stall and exhaust Garon's resources.

Because the opponent escaped so swiftly, spatial-temporal locks couldn't be established in time.

Garon could not prevent the King of Mountains and Fire from fleeing.

However, the silver dragon remained calm. His platinum eyes reflected the Primal God's form, and the power of time flowed as he foresaw its destination.

"Let my sun burn brightly."

Garon released the sun he had recently created into the River of Time, accelerating it to its extreme state.

**Solar Domain: Solar Fall!**

In an instant.

In the Plane of Fire.

Flames burned like air, filling every inch of this plane.

In this world of fire, a burst of lava erupted out of nowhere, followed by the colossal form of the King of Mountains and Fire, descending amidst the lava.

Maintaining its battle stance, the Primal God's massive form, resembling a giant planet, hovered in the Plane of Fire. Its every movement stirred immense tides of fire elemental energy, akin to a natural disaster.

Even among mid-tier gods, it was a formidable existence, standing above billions of beings.

"No pursuit... huh!"

Upon reaching the Plane of Fire and sensing no trace of the dragon, the King of Mountains and Fire was about to relax when, almost instantly, a scorching, radiant sun materialized above its head, perilously close!

The King of Mountains and Fire gasped in shock.

This sun had a diameter of a million kilometers and a terrifying mass, radiating blinding light.

At such close proximity, the Primal God's eyes burned painfully, blinding it in a sea of white.

It tried to flee again, but the sun descended too rapidly, giving it no time.

Boom!

The sun smashed down, hitting the King of Mountains and Fire squarely.

Time seemed to slow. The volcano on its back, closest to the sun, erupted with lava but couldn't halt the sun's fall, getting crushed beneath it.

Eventually, the sun fell, inch by inch, pulverizing the volcano and pressing against the turtle shell.

The shell's defense was formidable, not shattering immediately, but it was inexorably forced downward, cracks spreading like spider webs, indicating it was only a matter of time before it broke.

In desperation, the Primal God abandoned its shell.

It retracted its head and swiftly escaped, its now bare body slithering away.

Crack!

As the King of Mountains and Fire watched in fear, its shell was crushed by the sun.

The god, stripped of its shell, looked much more comical and significantly weakened.

At the same time, time abruptly halted.

The ever-burning flames in the Plane of Fire froze, each flicker suspended in a moment of eerie beauty.

The Primal God, with its frightened expression, became a lifelike sculpture.

In the same moment, a dragon claw, covered in fine scales, emerged from the River of Time, overshadowing the fire world as it grabbed the Primal God.

Crackling... Layers of Time Amber began to envelop the King of Mountains and Fire.

Before it could break free from the time stop, it was sealed in the Time Amber.

Holding the amber, the colossal silver dragon's form appeared in the Plane of Fire.

"The solar domain has enriched my abilities."

"Used well, it allows for the swift resolution of Primal Gods."

Garon was quite satisfied with the performance of the solar domain. He was not fixated on using only the solar domain or solely time abilities. For Garon, whatever worked best was welcome.

Sealing the King of Mountains and Fire did not require much effort.

Feeling his energy still abundant, he decided not to return to the Dragon Court for rest and instead turned his gaze back to the Prime Material Plane, searching for other Primal Gods.

Quickly.

A massive, voracious orb, devouring the sky and earth, caught Garon's eye.

"The World Devourer..."

Garon's eyes narrowed as he saw the World Devourer again.

The Unyielding War God, Tempus, was battling the World Devourer.

Tempus, as the God of War, was indeed powerful in combat. However, he was cautious and never fought without assured victory, always avoiding risk. Thus, despite his prowess in close combat, Tempus kept his distance from the World Devourer.

He stood on two extraordinary divine horses, one black and one white, moving with the wind, circling the World Devourer.

While most rode horses, Tempus stood tall on the backs of his horses, one foot on each, maintaining his balance.

During this, Tempus wielded a flaming silver divine sword, using it to launch long-range attacks, slashing out countless beams of sword light.

These sword beams were sharp enough to cleave the sky easily.

However, the World Devourer chomped and swallowed them effortlessly, rendering them ineffective.

Tempus, always cautious, never fully committed without certainty, making his probing attacks seem weak. Thus, the World Devourer ignored him, focusing solely on destroying the Prime Material World.

"This War God..."

Seeing this, Garon shook his head slightly.

"Tempus, leave the World Devourer to me."

"You should go deal with other Primal Gods and better demonstrate your war prowess."

In the Pantheon, Garon communicated with Tempus' avatar, conveying his thoughts.

Unlike the Dawn Lord, Tempus readily agreed, "Alright, Garon Aurelion, the World Devourer is all yours."

Tempus, adhering to his undefeated strategy, believed in tackling easy foes to remain unbeaten. Without confidence in defeating the World Devourer, he gladly handed the task to Garon.

The black and white horses shattered the planar barriers

, carrying Tempus out of the Prime Material Plane.

The World Devourer barely glanced at the departing War God, showing little interest in stopping him.

"Finally, that annoying fly is gone."

"...But here comes another."

As the World Devourer watched, Garon leaped from the River of Time, descending. His dragon body, illuminated by the radiance from his solar wings, shone brilliantly, making him the focal point of the world.

"Garon Aurelion, it's you again."

The World Devourer's gaze grew cold as it opened its massive jaws, spinning and soaring upwards to collide with the silver dragon.

Simultaneously, the dragon entered its colossal form, spreading its four wings, blotting out the sky.

Whoosh!

With a mighty sweep of the solar wings, a brilliant display began.

**Solar Domain: Solar Dance!**

As Garon moved, small suns, like sharp spinning discs, filled the sky, descending upon the World Devourer.

"Oh? Impressive, your mastery of the solar domain seems to have improved."

"But if the God of Light couldn't handle me, what can you do?"

The World Devourer roared, charging into the solar discs.

The dragon looked down, ignoring the Primal God's taunts, while his wings of time and sun wove through the air, creating overlapping timelines.

**Temporal Spellcasting!**

Initially, Garon's temporal spellcasting could only overlap spells.

But now, with his growth, he could apply this technique to divine powers as well.

The already dense solar discs suddenly multiplied, filling the entire sky, occupying the World Devourer's field of vision.

The World Devourer's pupils contracted.

It halted its charge, hovering in the air before spinning rapidly, aiming to consume the suns from all directions.

Buzzing filled the air.

The solar discs swirled around the World Devourer, an unending torrent.

The World Devourer, like a bottomless pit, swallowed them all.

Garon took a deep breath and unleashed a barrage of offensive spells.

The powers of time, divine might, and magic poured forth like a flood, a relentless torrent.

"Let's see how much you can consume!"

"Will you burst first, or will I exhaust myself?"

The silver dragon lifted his head high.

In the dragon's majestic, holy horns, a crown of thorns glowed.

Boom!

A stream of life energy from the Heroic Domain descended, continuously replenishing the silver dragon's strength.

The life energy from the Heroic Domain crossed the planes, reducing its concentration there, but Garon considered the cost negligible.

With a stern expression, the silver dragon's expansive wings grew larger, seeming to cover the sky, their rings spinning and stirring the River of Time.

The storm of attacks overwhelmed the World Devourer.

Garon aimed to use the Temporal Corridor to seal it while it was preoccupied.

Unfortunately.

Sensing the disturbance in the River of Time, the World Devourer reacted swiftly, enduring Garon's attacks. Its protective layers cracked and bled under the onslaught, but it bit through the planar barriers.

"Garon Aurelion, you can drive me back, but seal me?"

"Ha, you are far from it."

Under Garon's watchful gaze, the battered World Devourer left the Prime Material Plane for the Abyss.

Garon exhaled deeply, releasing his colossal form, retracting his wings, and extinguishing the glow of the Heroic Crown, dispersing the life energy.

"Escaped for the third time, no, technically the second."

Garon had encountered the World Devourer three times but only engaged it twice directly.

Both times, he had failed to capture the Primal God.

This entity, despite its limited range of abilities, had comparable overall strength to the Primordial Sun God. Its focus made it a challenging opponent to seal successfully.

Even with his matured control over the solar domain, Garon couldn't seal the World Devourer.

"Twice is enough; there will not be a third or fourth."

"The World Devourer remains a significant threat. I need a strategy to seal it effectively."

"But for now, I'll let it be."

The battle with the World Devourer had taken a toll on Garon, compelling him to return to the Heroic Domain to rest.

After recuperating, Garon descended to the Prime Material World again, focusing on battles below the level of superior deities.

Abandoning his fixation on the World Devourer, Garon engaged in combat with a mid-tier Primal God known as the Chaos Colossus.

This Primal God was weaker than the Primordial Sun God and the World Devourer. In the Prime Material World, it was no match for Garon.

After a fierce battle, the Chaos Colossus realized its disadvantage and quickly retreated. Since Garon was at the mid-tier deity level, he couldn't pursue it once it left the Prime Material Plane.

Since the Primordial Sun God, Garon hadn't successfully sealed another mid-tier Primal God.

After the Chaos Colossus, Garon fought another mid-tier Primal God called the Boundary of Life and Death, with similar results.

In the Eternal Heroic Hall.

The silver dragon coiled in his lair, resting and recovering while deep in thought.

"Mid-tier Primal Gods are too difficult to kill or seal."

"Especially since I lack the ability to pursue them. Once they decide to flee, I can't stop them."

This realization brought Garon some regret.

To the other gods, however, Garon's record was already astonishing.

Neither the Primal Gods nor the deities could comprehend how a mid-tier deity like Garon could dominate high-tier Primal Gods in the Prime Material World.

While the essence of a Time Dragon destined it to become a high-tier deity, Garon was already facing matured high-tier Primal Gods—beings that had conquered many realms. Garon's continuous victories seemed unfathomable.

This made Garon's feats appear extraordinary to both the Primal Gods and other deities.

It made sense, as even Garon himself was unaware that he was a being of the Infinite Time-Space Multiverse level, inherently of a higher dimensional essence than any finite multiverse entity.

After resting in the Dragon Court for a while.

Garon decided to change his strategy and target mid-tier Primal Gods instead.

Though they always tried to flee, Garon could catch them with enough effort, yielding consistent rewards. In contrast, pursuing high-tier Primal Gods often led to significant efforts without results.

"In the Prime Material World, swift victories at the mid-tier and low-tier levels are crucial."

"With enough deities left, they can handle the high-tier Primal Gods, conquering them from below."

"In the outer planes, sheer numbers mean little when crossing major life levels, but in the Prime Material World, sufficient numbers can turn the tide and fight across levels."

With this realization, Garon abandoned his focus on high-tier Primal Gods, deciding to concentrate on mid-tier battles.

After regaining some strength, he returned to the Prime Material World, systematically sealing low-tier and mid-tier Primal Gods.

In the Prime Material World.

High above the rolling mountains, the silver dragon shone brightly, with wings of time and sun spread wide, covering the sky.

The mountains and forests were shadowed under the dragon's immense form.

Sunlight, like molten silver, poured down, bathing the peaks in a blazing glow.

Boom!

A massive, rotting black mountain, thousands of feet tall, rushed into the sunlight.

The mountain was solid, yet oozing a tar-like black substance. Buried within were countless beings, some decaying and indistinct, some skeletal, others writhing and wailing, creating a grotesque and horrifying scene.

This was Nirla the Rotting Mountain, a mid-tier Primal God.

Under the radiant sun and the turbulent River of Time, Garon had pursued the Primal God across several worlds, driving it to the brink.

Sunlight bathed the earth.

The chains of time shimmered, crisscrossing.

A layer of temporal locks coated the planar barriers.

Now, the trap was nearly set.

However, just as Garon was about to deliver the final blow to cripple and seal the Rotting Mountain, something unexpected happened.

The silver dragon, ready to unleash his time-shattering breath, suddenly froze, then disappeared into the River of Time.

"Huh?"

The nearly defeated Primal God shook, bewildered by the dragon's sudden departure.

Just moments earlier, Garon had received an urgent message from the Grandmaster of Mechanics.

The Mechanical World was under attack.

Even the supreme lesser god-level Mechanical Dragon God, supported by the endless mechanical war units of the Mechanical World, couldn't fend off the invader and suffered severe damage in a short time. As per Garon's instructions, the Grandmaster immediately notified him upon realizing they were outmatched.

"My lord, the Mechanical World is under attack."

"Which Primal God is it?"

This was Garon's brief inquiry.

The Grandmaster of Mechanics replied, "It is not a Primal God; it is a deity."

"The Singer of Eternal Silent Night, the Goddess of the Night."

Hearing this, Garon's heart sank.

The Goddess of the Night, also known as Shar, was both a deity and one of the oldest beings, predating the Primal era.

Legend has it that during the primordial chaos before the multiverse's full creation, Ao, in forming the multiverse, separated the chaos into two primordial goddesses.

They were opposites, yin and yang, light and dark, good and evil, creation and destruction, and were considered Ao's daughters. Many deities were born from their conflicts, making them some of the earliest gods.

One of these primordial goddesses gambled everything in a final battle against her opposite sister

, now reduced to a mere lesser god, known as Selûne, the Moon Goddess.

The other, however, remained powerful, retaining her status as a high-tier deity.

This high-tier goddess, the ancient Shar, the Goddess of the Night, was the one attacking Garon's Mechanical World.

Though revered as primordial goddesses, they were not necessarily the strongest.

Initially, they were among the top entities, comparable to Io, Annam, and the Supreme God in their prime.

However, the relentless conflict between Selûne and Shar weakened both significantly. Selûne fell to the level of a lesser god, while Shar, though still a high-tier deity, was no longer among the elite of the strongest gods.

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