I became the Great Old One

The primeval forest below the floating island.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the golden sunlight fell. After passing through the lush shade of the trees, it turned into bright golden beams. Fine dust and pollen rose and fell in the beams, looking like flying elves.

Several tall feather people held iron weapons in their hands and wore light leather armor made by forging.

They were patrolling in the forest.

Unknowingly.

Thousands of years have passed since the War of the Gods.

The feather god Istaya is the god in charge of wind. The climate of the primeval forest has always been very good, with abundant rain and suitable temperature.

After the war, it only took more than ten years for the forest that was burned to ashes by Su Heng to recover its vitality. After another thousand years, most of the traces left by the gods in this forest had disappeared without a trace.

However, there was only one exception.

In the center of the battlefield, a huge white cocoon stood like a lonely stone.

This white creature is nearly 300 meters tall, much larger than the thousand-year-old trees around it. Bathed in the gentle breeze, its color ranges from slightly azure to almost as transparent as water. Under the sunlight, it reflects beautiful colors that are enough to make people shed tears, and it looks extremely sacred, and exudes a faint fragrance that permeates every corner of the forest.

That's right.

At the beginning.

Only a little blood of Su Heng, the feathers of the feather god Istaya, and part of the bone marrow in the huge body of Gagula were left on the battlefield.

However, as time passed, the blood left by Su Heng on the battlefield began to slowly devour Gagula's broken limbs, and then the feathers of the feather god Istaya. After devouring all the flesh and blood left by the gods on the battlefield, the blood turned into a blood-red giant egg that kept beating like a heart.

For a thousand years.

The strange giant egg kept dividing like a cancer cell, and it was unknown where it absorbed energy and kept growing.

From only ten meters high at the beginning, it has grown to nearly three hundred meters high now.

The color of the giant egg has also changed from the scarlet red like lava at the beginning to the almost transparent flawless white now.

The first person to discover the changes on the battlefield was the leader of the Yumin tribe at that time, a powerful warrior named Semor. He sent his guards to keep an eye on the battlefield that was gradually changing. If a disaster occurred, he could notify the rest of the Yumin to respond in time.

However, the life span of the Yumin people is not as long as that of the Dragonborn.

Their average life span is between two and three hundred years, and a few powerful warriors can live to four or five hundred years old.

A thousand years, for the Dragonborn, some old people may still be alive and kicking in the world, and even a fierce man like Adam is still in his prime, but for the Yumin people, it is a relatively long time, and two or three generations have completed the rotation in this forest.

Although time has passed.

But the tasks entrusted by the first generation of Yumin King Semor are still passed down.

The changes that occurred on the battlefield of the gods were observed and recorded by the feather people... At the beginning, when the bloody remains gathered together and turned into a scarlet giant egg that kept beating like a heart.

The feather people were indeed in a state of panic.

Some powerful feather people even proposed to wipe out this freak on the battlefield in advance.

The feather people have wings that can fly for a long time and long distance, which means that compared with the dragons, the feather people actually know more and more about what happened on this continent.

As for the disaster caused by the rampage of the aliens.

The feather people also know something.

All life on the continent is afraid that the lingering black shadow will come again like the night. The evil god Gagula and Su Heng are powerful and destructive gods in the eyes of the simple feather people.

Their powers are combined with each other, and it is hard to imagine how terrible monsters will be born.

However, the steady king of the feather people still chose to report the news to his god Istaya.

Unlike Su Heng who could not find anyone after falling asleep.

Istaya spent most of her time in the magnificent mountains in the center of the forest. She was a gentle and kind god who loved her people more than Su Heng and had a closer connection with them.

In the call of her people.

Istaya woke up from a long dream and saw the scarlet giant egg growing in the forest.

For Istaya, this life was also a novelty.

But Istaya keenly realized that there was also some of her power in the giant egg. Although the newly born embryo looked a little scary, it was essentially innocent and harmless. Istaya tolerantly accepted this little life and told her people not to disturb the growth of the embryo.

The Yumin faithfully carried out the tasks assigned by their gods.

And now, a thousand years have passed.

This giant egg in the forest is constantly growing, and its color is slowly fading. In some places, through the sunlight, you can even see life swimming lightly under the giant egg. It looks like an angel in the legend—with wings covered with gorgeous feathers and a body like a dragon.

…

"He is my father, my king, my pride, and the one I vowed to follow and surpass in my life... but those are all things of the past."

Donies said to his sister Hispania:

"Now, he has become an abominable monster, openly worshiping evil gods and slaughtering people wantonly, bringing disaster and shame to the proud Dragonborn. As the third king of the Dragonborn tribe, I have the responsibility to kill and bury that ugly monster!"

To this day.

It has been thirty years since Hispania and Donies left the City of God.

After thirty years, Adam's two children returned to their hometown again, but compared to the embarrassment when they left in a hurry, Adam brought a coalition of up to 100,000 people when he returned this time.

The coalition includes 30,000 Dragonborn and 70,000 original Tyrannosaurus.

You know.

Every adult Dragonborn is more than ten meters tall, while the original Tyrannosaurus is between fifteen and twenty meters long.

A hundred thousand troops walked on this land, the smoke and dust stirred up like an angry dragon connecting the shining sky and the earth, and the sound of broad feet stepping on the ground was dull like thunder.

"No, you don't understand how terrible the evil and invincible enemies are hidden in that city. You also don't understand what kind of monsters our father has been fighting all these years." Hispania stretched out his arms, blocking his brother, and said in an almost pleading voice: "Please, please don't go forward, don't bring disaster to yourself and the tribe."