I became the Great Old One

The center of the Dragon Dynasty, Gatan City.

In the ancient palace that has experienced the Ice Age, a grand sacrifice is being held.

A bonfire with a golden red luster is burning in the wide square. The blazing flames soared dozens of meters into the sky, and the hot radiation rolled in, raising the temperature around the altar by more than ten degrees.

Around the bonfire.

The Dragon Guards in golden armor held their heads high and their faces were serious.

Agamemnon, the second-generation king of the Dragons and the eldest son of Queen Hispania, was wearing a white robe, with a majestic appearance and a decorative laurel crown on his head.

He held a bloody heart in his hands. The heart was the size of a foal and came from the powerful Titan Dragon Beast.

Since the end of the Ice Age, the number of this super-giant beast has become much scarcer, and now it can only be found in the depths of the wilderness where few people go. The heart of the Titan Dragon Beast is also considered to be the top sacrificial item.

Agamemnon held the heart of the dragon beast in both hands and rotated seven times in the opposite direction around the bonfire.

Then he knelt on the ground and prayed solemnly.

He first sang the merits of the original fire in creating the world, and then called the title of Quetzalcoatl. In the crackling sound of the bonfire, the platinum pupils of Quetzalcoatl were gradually reflected in the flames.

"What happened?"

Quetzalcoatl has a good relationship with Donis, and they have known each other for hundreds of years.

Although Agamemnon is Donis's child, his relationship with Quetzalcoatl is very ordinary. However, as the king of the dragon family, he solemnly set up the altar to call for the arrival of Quetzalcoatl, which must be a big thing.

So, after feeling Agamemnon's prayer.

The somewhat surprised Quetzalcoatl responded immediately. Not only was Quetzalcoatl paying attention to what was happening in the palace, but even the goddess Ergani beside him had a thoughtful look on his face.

The goddess with the power of prophecy seemed to have seen some key turning points from the future picture.

"Thank you for coming."

The last time Agamemnon saw Quetzalcoatl was in the Ice Age, which was nearly seven hundred years ago. For any dragonborn, this period of time is long.

"Your kindness makes me and my people feel flattered." Agamemnon knelt on the ground with his majestic body.

He was a dragonborn in the Golden Age, and with the blood of Dones, Agamemnon has a tall body far beyond that of ordinary dragonborn.

"I called you to come because of the shameful things that happened in my palace." Agamemnon has been in power for more than five hundred years and is already a mature king.

But when he mentioned this matter.

Agamemnon still had a gritting look on his face, and it seemed that he could hardly suppress his anger.

"The Crown of Grania, forged by the first high priest of the Dragonborn, the ancestor Kanda, with the permission of the God of Primordial Fire, was stolen from the palace. It has been several days since this happened, but no matter how I look for it, I can't find any traces of the thieves. In desperation, I can only boldly call on your spirit to come here, hoping to get the generous help of the gods."

Agamemnon said sincerely.

With the unification of the Dragonborn and the establishment of the dynasty, the Crown of Grania is no longer a decoration.

It is a symbol of the power of the Dragonborn king.

This crown originally had some remnants of Su Heng's power, and in the more than 900 years since the establishment of the Dragonborn Dynasty, the Crown of Grania has been constantly absorbing the beliefs of the Dragonborn, and has long been transformed into a real artifact.

And such a crown was stolen right under Agamemnon's nose, and there was no trace left.

Don't think too much, the person who can accomplish this is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Could it be the gods of the Western Continent?"

Although Quetzalcoatl always looked not very smart, that was only compared to the goddess Ergani.

After hearing Agamemnon's description, Quetzalcoatl instantly thought of the Olympian gods who were hiding in the Eastern Continent because of Typhon.

"Ergani, I hope to use your power to restore the scene in the palace."

In the flames, Quetzalcoatl's majestic face fell silent.

Under the altar, Agamemnon held the bloody heart in his hands, kneeling in a posture, motionless like a sculpture.

"Of course."

Ergani nodded slightly.

Whether it was Ergani or Quetzalcoatl, they realized one thing at this time. If the one who stole the crown of Grania was really a god in the Western Continent.

Then, take this opportunity.

It is indeed possible to lead to a full-scale war between the Dragonborn and the believers of the Olympian gods in the Western Continent.

However, the timing of this incident was too clever. It even made Quetzalcoatl doubt whether it was his sister Ergani who was secretly behind the scenes.

It seemed that he had guessed Quetzalcoatl's thoughts.

Ergani rolled her eyes charmingly and said a little angrily: "I don't even bother to use these little tricks on my believers."

"Now, let's see which god is so mean as to steal the treasures of mortals."

Ergani's gaze and will passed through the barrier between the subspace and the real universe. With the advent of the goddess' will, clear pictures gradually emerged in the twisted flames.

The picture showed the king's treasury.

In the center of the magnificently decorated and heavily guarded hall was a statue of the primordial fire. On both sides of the throne of the primordial fire were Ergani and Quetzalcoatl, two brilliant subordinate gods.

In the golden nanmu shrine in front of the throne was a dark red crown inlaid with gems.

In the dim light, the crown itself exuded a warm light.

It looked quite extraordinary.

At this moment, a white-headed and black-feathered falcon flapped its wings. His figure penetrated the glass like a phantom and landed in the hall. After a flash of light.

The falcon turned into an adult male figure.

This person wore a straw hat on his head, held a long magic wand in his hand, and wore winged sandals on his feet. On his handsome face, there was a cunning and greedy smile.

He looked around, and the pupils of the dragon guards guarding the hall dilated, and gradually lost their consciousness under the effect of the magic.

He stood there like a puppet.

After doing all this, the figure wearing a straw hat carefully placed the crown in the shrine in his arms.

He turned into a flying bird again and flapped his wings to leave the closed temple.

The whole process was smooth and the time spent before and after was only a few breaths. Looking at the scenes in the flames, Agamemnon clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his face twitched constantly because of anger.

"Hermes, the god of messengers."

The goddess Ergani recognized him and said with some surprise: "It's really the good work of the gods in the Western Continent."