All the dragons stared at the enormous figure in astonishment.
They felt their own blood tremble, as though they were standing before the very source of their bloodlines.
Both the lawful and the evil dragons faced the same situation. Their instincts screamed for them to bow toward the colorful dragon, as did their bloodline itself.
They were ultimately unable to resist.
Whether they were the weakest Rank 4 dragons, or the leaders at Rank 10 a second later, they found themselves unable to control their bodies.
They could only prostrate on the ground, raising their heads and letting out growls of surrender.
The giant dragon above them seemed to have heard their calls.
Its wings stretched as its eyes grew even more brilliant, able to charm the soul of all beings that looked at them.
Moments later, it opened its mouth and spoke.
"Let the world be born..."
Its voice was indistinguishable. It was impossible to identify its owner's gender or age.
