The sudden appearance of the divine light calmed the roar of the sea, turning the violent storm into a gentle breeze. The divine light was not blinding, but warm and gentle.
Bahamut's projection descended. As the Good Dragon God, his appearance was of course a majestic and strong metal dragon. His platinum scales shone beautifully under the sunlight. It was said that Bahamut had a gigantic dragon body that was thousands of meters long, but at this moment, he only showed the same size as Caesar.
"If I remember correctly, this is the first time you've called my name, Caesar Tangerine."
The Platinum Dragon smiled at the Black Dragon. "I'm very happy that you can break free from the shackles of Tiamat."
"Thank you for your kindness to me, King Bahamut," Caesar said. "I know that you're different from those gods."
He did not rush to make his request, but first expressed his gratitude to the Platinum Dragon God. Not long after, the Platinum Dragon God and the Human God System descended together. Not only did they not attack him, but they also gave him some subtle reminders, hoping that Caesar would avoid fighting. He still remembered this.
"That matter, if you're willing to leave some leeway, there may be a possibility of reconciliation."
Bahamut sighed. "Most gods live by faith. If you want to cut off the faith of Airadia, it's tantamount to stripping them of their lives.
It's reasonable that they want to punish you. "
"They can do whatever they want to me. I don't care."
"But you care about the native creatures of Airadia. The first time you called my name, it was to solve this matter, wasn't it?"
"Yes."
Caesar nodded without hesitation. "I didn't expect that the gods only wanted faith and did not care about the lives of mortals. They instigated the humans to fight to the death with Black Wing until the last drop of blood. It didn't matter if all of them died in battle, it didn't matter if the race went extinct."
"This is not what a good god should do."
Bahamut shook his head. "What do you want me to do?"
"An oracle. An oracle that will resound throughout Airadia."
Caesar said, "Your Majesty Bahamut, your good name is known throughout the world. I hope that you can speak up for Blackwing, expose the lies of the Sun Lord, and show the humans the true situation within the Blackwing Empire."
"Letting humans see the truth is not against my principles. I can help you."
Platinum Dragon's blue eyes shone brightly. "At the same time, Caesar Tangerine, I need your help with something too."
"A transaction is equivalent, I understand."
Black Dragon replied in understanding: "As long as you can issue an Oracle to make the Airadia people recognize reality, I will also help you with one thing"
"Don't misunderstand, this is not a deal."
Bahamut explained, "Whether you reject my request or not, I will still send an oracle after the projection. These are two different things. Caesar, you have to understand."
"I know, please say it."
"The metal dragons withdrew from Airadia because I had no intention of letting the children participate in the battle between Blackwing and The Rising Sun City. Now that the war is about to end, and the invasion of the demons is imminent, I hope that after you unify the continent, you can draw out a suitable habitat for the metal dragons to return. Many children who grew up in Airadia have strong feelings for their homeland. They are willing to return here and fight against the Abyss."
"I will do it." Caesar smiled. "If they don't hate my 'evil'."
"It's not evil, it's selfish."
Bahamut looked at him deeply. "You're a very insecure child."
Caesar did not mind that the Black Emperor of Airadia was called a "child". He just joked, "Obviously, they are both righteous and kind gods. How can the gap between the Sun Lord and the Platinum Dragon God be so big?"
"Pyro …"
The Platinum Dragon was silent for a while, as if some memories had been awakened. "The Sun Lord was not like this originally. He used to be a model of justice, the embodiment of kindness, and created many beautiful things. But in the process of touring the Astral Plane, he was horribly murdered by the evil god Talos.
"From then on, Pyro was determined to become a warrior god. He would use his blazing flames to burn away the darkness and use pain to intimidate the evil. He began to pursue faith and power, and in every battle, he would take the lead and eliminate millions of demons, devils, abominations, and other evil races."
"If a good god has too much blood on his hands, he will become violent, paranoid, and indifferent. Pyro, Mystra, and Corelon are all like this. Among them, the Lord of War's corruption is especially obvious. In my eyes, he can no longer be considered a god of the righteous camp."
"What about you? Why aren't you affected?" Caesar was curious.
The Platinum Dragon, who was shrouded in the light, was not without blood. His eyes were filled with kindness, but they were not without flames. These flames had once engulfed a terrible war, and also burned down the conspiracy of the seven evil gods led by "Greed" and "Wrath", causing a powerful evil force in the Astral World to be annihilated at the edge of the Source Sea.
The name of that war was now known as "Bahamut's Breath". Bahamut's platinum-colored dragon wings flapped in a fierce gale as he stood at the edge of the Primal Chaos, killing every enemy that tried to approach the Origin Sea. His roar resounded through the hellish battlefield, and no one was his match.
"I also fell. When Tiamat murdered Astrina, I did not stop her because I was eager to absorb Tamara's power." Bahamut closed his eyes and changed his tone slightly.
Astrina and Tamara were also Dragon Gods. The Father of All Dragons, Io, did not only favor Bahamut and Tiamat. He left behind a total of nine children, but most of them were murdered by Tiamat, and some were lost in the river of time. Only the Platinum Dragon and the Five-Faced Dragon remained active in the Astral Plane.
Caesar had no intention of delving into that part of history. He could only stay silent and wait for the rest.
"As for why I did not become like Pyro and Corelon, it is probably because I did not pursue faith. You see, if you judge me by the strength of my divine power, I am only a lesser god."
Bahamut slowly opened his eyes and looked at the endless sea. "The power of gods comes from their faith and divinity. Faith and divinity can be seized and fought for. It is a terrible thing."
Caesar agreed.
"Descend will end here. Not only will I help you issue an oracle, but I will also help you resist the pressure of the gods so that they will not interfere with Airadia," Bahamut said in a low voice.
Bahamut said in a low voice, "The demons desperately want to ascend to the material world. They are like people on the verge of death grabbing onto a rope to save their lives. With the current situation of the Aladian race, there is no way to resist the abyss. Mortals can't do it, nor can metal dragons. Only you can.
If even you fail, this world can only walk down the path of destruction. "
"Thank you."
Black Dragon looked at the Platinum Dragon's figure that was gradually disappearing and nodded seriously.