No matter what, people kept coming to the entrance of the temporary residence of Joelson, and the carriages that were giving gifts formed a long winding line.
There were also people who took the initiative to bring their own daughters here to befriend each other. Everyone knew that Princess Dayshannnon and Marquis Joelson had feelings for each other.
However, the position of the concubine’s room could still be contested.
What if Joelson took a fancy to her?
That would bring glory to the entire family!
Joelson wanted to hate these trivial matters. After he returned, he directly hid in the space of the Dragon God Ranch.
Joelson sat cross-legged on the ground. Three things were placed in front of him.
A large pile of grayish-white bones, emitting a thick aura of the undead.
A dull black strange stone, with a faint dark aura emanating from it.
It was the skeleton of the legendary monster Fenrir, and its heart that was no longer beating.
After Fenrir was dismembered by du Lu and the steel dragon, the remaining bones were put into the ranching space by Joelson.
Looking at the two piles of things in front of him, Joelson always had the feeling that he could summon Fenrir back to life at any time.
In fact, he could really do it.
After the death of Ernesto, the interspatial ring that he left behind had the spell and secret method to summon Fenrir.
As long as Joelson followed the instructions, he would be able to have a powerful saint-tier pet.
It sounded pretty good.
Joelson was not as “old-fashioned” as Harriet Terrence. As long as he had the power that belonged to him, whether it was darkness or light, it did not matter.
However, after the system suddenly released a new mission a few days ago, Joelson immediately dismissed this idea.
He summoned the quest pane.
“Side quest: The Shadow of the Dark Dragon.”
“Use the remnant aura of the dark monster to track the shadow of the dark dragon sleeping in the Bottomless Abyss.”
“Quest Reward: Every item with a strong dark aura can be exchanged for a dark dragon egg fragment * 1. Collect ten fragments and you can summon an adult dark dragon. Collect three pieces and you can exchange for a dark dragon egg * 1.”
This mission was triggered when Joelson obtained Fenrir’s heart.
The other mission was triggered when he saw Ulysses take out his wings of light.
[Side mission: the trajectory of the light dragon.]
[Every item with a strong holy aura can be exchanged for a light dragon egg fragment * 1. If you collect three fragments, you can exchange them for a Light Dragon Egg * 1.]
When he saw these two side quests, he almost jumped up in excitement.
Dark Magic Dragon and Light Dragon.
Currently, the two strongest and rarest dragons in the dragon pool.
Under the same level, against any dragon with any attributes, they had a huge advantage.
A dragon that controlled the power of darkness and light could be called the king of Dragons.
If he could get one, no, as long as he could get one dragon egg, his strength would be greatly improved.
Even mages with light and dark attributes were said to be invincible among those of the same level.
And now, only the Dark Magic Dragon Egg was left for him.
The last step!
Fenrir’s heart could be exchanged for a shard
Joelson’s gaze fell on the black bead that Harriet had given him.
He picked it up and held it in his hand with a slight force.
The outer layer of the gray-black outer layer of the bead was easily crushed by Joelson, and a dense evil aura spread out.
The bead that crushed the outer layer looked extremely strange inside.
It was completely gray-white in color, but there were circles of pitch-black surrounding it on one side.
It was like a whirlpool, emitting an extremely dark aura.
When it stared at it, it was as if even its soul was being sucked in.
According to the system notification, this round pearl could also be exchanged for a dark demon dragon egg fragment.
“Curtis.”
Joelson called the most knowledgeable plant dragon under him over.
During this period of time, Curtis’ body had grown larger, and he had also become more lethargic.
He was the only dragon that did not need to be fed by Joelson to grow rapidly.
The gift of the Elven prophet was too generous.
Curtis slowly flew to Joelson and said, “Father.”
He still looked sleepy.
The plant dragon’s nature of being close to nature made it instinctively disgusted with the pile of things in front of Joelson.
Joelson handed the bead to Curtis and asked, “Can you recognize this?”
Curtis carefully lifted the bead with a wide leaf and observed it carefully. He said slowly, “It seems to be the eyeball of the abyss tarantula.”
“Abyss tarantula?!”
Joelson could not help but frown. He had never heard of such a monster.
Curtis nodded.
“I just recently finished absorbing a small part of the memories of the prophet who escaped from the central continent five thousand years ago.”
Curtis said slowly, “In the prophet’s memories, I saw the Earth tearing apart, the space shattering, and a large amount of dark demonic energy spewing out of the spatial cracks like a flood. There were also countless ugly monsters.”
Joelson raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, “Overlapping planes?!”
Overlapping planes was a magic word he had read in the ancient books in the library.
The plane that Joelson was in now had many different planes in the same countless spaces.
Planes did not stop. They would swim slowly in the ocean of space like fish.
Once the two planes “Collided”, the planes would overlap.
Just like what Curtis had just said.
Curtis nodded and then shook his head.
“To be precise, it is not the overlapping of planes. It should be called a plane invasion.”
“An otherworld plane full of countless evil creatures invaded us. It was a long-lasting war.”
“Countless saint-ranks perished in the war. The prophet even saw the descent of a god. At that time, it was just a very ordinary Tier-9 plant dragon. Fear drove it to leave the central continent and come here.”
“Later, the prophet advanced to saint-rank. He went back once and found that the war had been won. The passage connecting the two planes was cut off, and the spatial rift was sealed by powerful magic.”
“And the Abyss Tarantula.” Curtis pointed at the strange bead in his palm and said, “It’s one of the monsters in the Otherworld. When it was alive, its strength should be at the saint-rank, about the same level as Fenrir. It’s an existence like the elite leader of the Monster Army in the Otherworld.”
Joelson’s eyelid twitched and said, “The saint-rank is just an elite leader?! Then what kind of strength should the big figure who really leads the war be?”
Curtis sighed and said, “The prophets don’t know either, but it is said that more than one God has fallen.”
Joelson was silent.
He really could not imagine the magnificent scene of the Twilight-like War of the gods that broke out in the land under his feet 5,000 years ago.
“I know.”
Joelson took back the eyeballs of the abyss tarantula and placed them together with Fenrir’s heart.
Curtis suddenly said, “Father, do you want to collect more of these things?”
