The Silver Dragon King's imposing manner slowly rose and his tone became dignified when he spoke.
"I really can't think of why you would refuse. You are still a dragon of the Platinum Throne and you can still obtain the support of the Dragon Race."
Curtis was silent for a moment and then said seriously, "The reason is probably best explained by an analogy."
"For example, if humans are used to living in the magnificent royal palace with the back garden of the royal palace full of strange flowers and plants, they would not want to go back to the slums to admire a dogtail grass by the ditch."
"Huh?"
The aura around the Silver Dragon King instantly surged like the sea. It was angry.
"You mean to say that the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest is a slum for you? The Dragon King's position is just a dogtail grass by the ditch?"
Curtis quickly took a few steps back, his face full of nervousness, but he still nodded and said, "That's more or less what I mean."
Curtis was the smartest and most intelligent of all the dragons of Joelson.
He was born in the space of the Ranch, and the dragons in the outside world did not even dare to think about the sacred fruit of the Dragon Clan. He ate it as a snack.
There was also the most suitable plant-type dragon nest for the plant-type dragons to live in.
Most importantly, by following beside Joelson, Curtis could see far into the future. It was not limited to the divine domain.
Compared to the space of the Ranch, what was the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest if not a slum?
"Roar!"
The Silver Dragon King roared angrily.
It had used the dignity of a divine-level dragon king to express goodwill to a small saint-level dragon. In the end, it was despised by the other party.
Even if it was that person's dragon, it had to teach Curtis a good lesson today.
The Silver Dragon King stretched out its huge silver dragon claws and quickly clawed at Curtis.
Tiffany cried out in surprise, "Father!"
The Silver Dragon King acted as if it had not heard anything. Its domain power had already firmly bound Curtis.
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However, he saw that the other party was also surprised and cried out in a low voice, "Father!"
An extremely bright platinum light fell from the sky and streaked across like a meteor.
"Roar!"
The Silver Dragon King roared in pain. Dragon blood flowed and a huge silver dragon claw was cut off by the platinum light.
A trace of fear appeared in the Silver Dragon King's eyes. He turned his head and saw a tall and handsome young man looking at him coldly.
"I'll cut off one of your claws this time. Next time..."
A cold killing intent spread, causing the Silver Dragon King's huge body to tremble. He avoided that person's cold gaze and heard the voice beside his ear.
"I'll take your life directly!"
The Silver Dragon King covered his bleeding wound, tore open a hole in the void, and rushed into the rift in panic. Before he left, he even dragged the screaming Tiffany away.
That person was too arrogant, too arrogant, and too terrifying.
Most importantly, he had yet to advance to the divine realm. No one knew how strong he would be after he advanced.
Joelson glanced indifferently in the direction where the Silver Dragon King had fled, then flew in front of Curtis.
"Father."
Curtis respectfully greeted Joelson, lowering his head to enjoy his caress.
"Let's go."
"Where are we going?"
Curtis blinked his emerald-like eyes.
"To find Du Lu and the rest. The demons have all been wiped out. It's time for us to leave," said Joelson calmly
Joelson looked into the distance as if he could see his homeland through the endless void.
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Curtis nodded slightly, carried Joelson on his back, and roared as he burrowed into the clouds.
All that was left behind was the group of people who had witnessed with their own eyes how Joelson cut off the Silver Dragon King's dragon claw with one sword strike. Their eyes were dull as they could only keep mumbling a name.
"Platinum Throne. Is this the power of the Platinum Throne?"
The appearance of the few dragons from Du Lu had let the entire continent know.
The Platinum Throne, Joelson Edward, was not only the strongest among the five thrones but also the most talented. He was also the strongest in terms of overall strength.
He possessed no less than five saint-level dragons. And each of them had the strength of a dragon king of a certain element in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.
Once he grew up, he would truly be a force that would make the entire continent tremble.
In the five years of calamity that plagued the continent, countless people had been sacrificed during the demonic disaster.
Within a month of the appearance of Joelson, it was completely extinguished.
The entire continent was praising the greatness of the Platinum Throne.
All of Joelson's glorious achievements in the past were revealed one by one.
Every single one of them was enough to shock people when all the deeds were put together.
The dazzling light forged a true legend.
"The genius youth rode a giant dragon out of the mysterious land, defeated the terrifying devil, and saved the entire central continent. He held a staff in his hand and ascended the Platinum Throne. Beside him, violets and red roses swayed."
Joelson's deeds were compiled into a "platinum epic" by the bards. The bards strolled and chanted, spreading it to every corner of the entire continent.
Joelson's image was cast into a statue and placed in all the major mage and knight academies on the continent. He was worshipped by countless youths.
In the final paragraph of the epic, "violets and red roses swayed."
This was a decision made by Nicholas the Great.
Nicholas the Great announced to the entire continent that the violet flower, the Violet Isabelle, and Elin, would be married to the Platinum Throne, Lord Joelson Edward.
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Although Joelson did not appear that day, the entire continent now regarded the two princesses of the violet as the women of the Platinum Throne.
The Akenshi Tribe.
The setting sun's afterglow shone on this desolate desert oasis.
It made it look like a beautiful emerald sparkling.
The well-built dark elf sat on the top of the rock, looked at the setting sun, and played the melodious harp.
The sound of the harp carried a faint sorrow and longing as if calling for the return of the people in the distance.
"Big Sister Darlene is missing Lord Fire Dragon God again."
A few Akenshi children stood in a corner and whispered among themselves.
"Lord Fire Dragon God rode a dragon that could spit fire, defeated the evil necromancer, and saved the entire Akenshi Tribe!"
"When will I be able to see Lord Fire Dragon God with my own eyes!"
"I also want to touch that fire-spitting dragon."
The children were very interested in the discussion.
At this time, a burly figure walked over and scolded with a smile, "You bunch of kids, you're lazy again. Hurry up and cultivate!"
"Uncle Hewlett!"
"Uncle Hewlett is here! Everyone, run!"
The children seemed to have seen a terrifying monster. As soon as they saw the burly man, they immediately scattered in all directions.
Hewlett gave a helpless smile. He looked at Darlene's back and quietly stopped the sound of the harp for a while before walking forward.
The sound of the harp suddenly stopped.
Darlene put down the harp in her hand and looked at the sunset on the horizon in a daze.
