Rebirth as a Time Dragon: A DND Chronicle

"Garon, you may accept the challenge."

Inside the Eternal Divine Realm, a majestic platinum dragon spoke faintly to the deity Garon.

Shortly after finishing communications with the frosty girl, the metallic dragon god arrived at the Eternal Divine Realm, appearing before deity Garon.

The provocation of the Abyssal Titan deity against the eternal and temporal dragon had been deliberately spread by the Lord of Rage, making it known to nearly all deities and intelligent beings concerned with the multiverse.

"I am indeed inclined to do so."

"But should we not concern ourselves with the Lord of Storms?"

"If we are to challenge, to prevent the Lord of Rage from benefiting, I have decided that at the very least, I must kill him once."

"After all, he is a titan deity. His death might well stir unrest."

Deity Garon inquired.

The metallic dragon god shook his head, then gazing at deity Garon, he quietly said, "It doesn't matter. I will take action."

After a pause, the metallic dragon god spoke solemnly, "Honestly, if you can kill the Lord of Rage, provoking the uncontrollable fury of the Lord of Storms, all the better."

"The power of the first generation of titan deities is not so easily fully digested, even by the Lord of Storms, who shares the same bloodline, it would take at least a century."

"Now, decades have passed since the Lord of Storms murdered his father to seize power, and this guy's power is climbing steadily."

"I think, instead of waiting for the Lord of Storms to become a top-tier deity and take the initiative to challenge my draconic divinity, it's better to shatter this chief deity's ambitions while he has not fully absorbed the power and unified the titan race."

The metallic dragon god's eyes flickered with divine light, his dragon majesty surging.

Under deity Garon's gaze, he extended a dragon claw, reaching into the void.

A sword that glowed with golden light, as if made of layers of gold dragon scales, appeared between the metallic dragon god's claws.

"It's called the Goldscale Holy Sword, forged for me by the dwarf chief deity Moradin. Take it for now."

The Goldscale Holy Sword slowly drifted towards deity Garon.

Feeling its sharp edge and the tangible majesty, deity Garon picked it up, curiously admiring and handling it.

Apart from the visible deadly sharpness and the chilling divine and dragon majesty, on the Goldscale Holy Sword, deity Garon also sensed something unique.

"Gifting me such a fine divine weapon, I'm quite embarrassed to accept it."

The shining holy sword, even if not used in combat, would make a fine collectible for a dragon.

Hearing deity Garon's words, the metallic dragon god's expression darkened, and he thumped his tail on the ground several times, annoyed, saying, "When did I say I was giving it to you? The Goldscale Holy Sword is merely lent to you for use. If possible, use it to pierce the divine essence of the Lord of Rage."

Deity Garon, looking at the sword formed of dragon scales, curiously asked, "Oh? Does it have any effect against deities?"

The metallic dragon god's expression turned serious, slowly explaining, "The material used to forge the Goldscale Holy Sword comes from the hardest dragon scales on the body and soul of ancient gold dragons who died during the Dragonfall Wars, imbued with a death curse against our draconic foes, particularly strong against the titan deity lineage."

"Using the Goldscale Holy Sword to kill a titan deity could potentially plunge him into eternal slumber, without a sliver of a chance for revival."

Deity Garon's expression showed surprise, saying, "You mean to say, it can completely kill a deity?"

Completely killing a deity is an exceptionally difficult task.

Even a powerful deity slaying a weaker deity cannot ensure that the latter might not revive in the future.

Among the myriad deities, who knows how many have endured more than one death.

Thus, Garon considered mass-producing temporal divine essences in alternate realities, creating a Temporal Annihilation Sword capable of true deicide. Had he known about the existence of the Goldscale Holy Sword earlier, the plans for creating the Temporal Annihilation Sword could have been postponed.

The metallic dragon god shook his head, saying, "It's most effective against the titan lineage, and there's only a chance, not a certainty that it can kill completely. At the very least, it will greatly increase the cost of their revival."

I see.

Deity Garon responded, "Understood, I will use it during battle."

This Goldscale Holy Sword, currently seen as an inferior version of the Temporal Annihilation Sword with specific conditions, but Garon currently has no Temporal Annihilation Sword to use, so he

 isn't in a position to be choosy.

"Before officially taking revenge on the titan lineage, let's collect some interest by killing Koschei."

The metallic dragon god cracked a smile.

In the eyes of many intelligent beings, the metallic dragon god, as the king of good dragons, represents justice and goodness, and indeed he is. However, the dragon god's justice and goodness depend on the subject; the titan lineage is seen as an unequivocal evil foe.

For such enemies, the metallic dragon god opts to confront them with thunderous fury.

Moreover, the metallic dragon god is a dragon, a very vengeful one.

Having experienced the Dragonfall Wars, the metallic dragon god harbors deep-seated hatred towards the titan lineage.

"Listening to you, it seems you aren't the slightest bit worried about my defeat."

Deity Garon smiled slightly, swishing his tail, saying.

In the metallic dragon god's words, there was full confidence in Garon, as if he had already seen the Lord of Rage's downfall.

"This is natural, after all, I have personally witnessed how you have progressed mightily and ascended to divinity."

Saying this, the metallic dragon god's dragon face also showed a smile.

The Dragon Court plane, Eternal Hall.

Space tore open a crack, and under the blinding golden light, the Goldscale Holy Sword slowly appeared, hovering in front of Garon's true form.

The silver dragon extended a dragon claw, briefly played with it, then stored it away.

"Now, the enemies I face have escalated to the divine realm."

"The Temporal Annihilation Sword, a divine weapon that can thoroughly kill an opponent and sever the possibility of revival, is indeed crucial."

"Unfortunately, creating it will take an unknown amount of time and effort, and it's certainly not something to rely on now."

Meanwhile, the silver dragon opened its wide mouth, revealing its crisscrossed, gleaming cold dragon teeth.

The Lord of Rage has challenged the eternal and temporal dragon, specifically deity Garon.

Because in his eyes, deity Garon is the true form.

Deity Garon is now a mid-tier deity, significantly stronger than the weak-tier deity, the Lord of Rage. Thus, the titan deity deliberately chose a desolate primary material world as the battlefield, hoping to level the playing field with Garon.

In this way, if deity Garon goes, there's indeed a chance he might not be the match for the Lord of Rage.

Deity Garon is a deity, not a time dragon, and doesn't possess Garon's true form's exaggerated combat strength.

Although he might not necessarily lose, he also can't guarantee a 100% chance of victory.

Thus, it still requires Garon's true form to answer the challenge.

As for whether it might be a trap, divine duels typically invite other deities as spectators, as deities bored with their lengthy lives are also happy to watch the spectacle.

At that time, the battlefield chosen by Garon and the Lord of Rage will attract the gaze of the gods, naturally including the draconic deities.

And if someone were to attempt to kill Garon, setting a trap in the primary material world wouldn't be a wise choice.

Even if the opponent decided to destroy the primary material world in a do-or-die effort, Garon would have ample ability to calmly leave.

With this thought, Garon took out a contract formed from the waters of the River Styx.

This was the challenge issued by the Lord of Rage to Garon, signing one's name meant accepting the challenge, and the battle would proceed under the stipulated rules of the Stygian contract.

The Stygian contract clearly specified the coordinates of the primary material world as the location for the duel.

Additionally, it stated that no other deities could intervene during the battle, and no traps were to be set on the battlefield beforehand.

"Lord of Rage, Koschei, since you have the courage to challenge me, demonstrating your valor."

"Then, I hope you have enough strength, not to bore me too much."

"Be prepared to face me."

Signing the battle letter, the contract immediately dissolved like water, sinking into the unfathomable depths of the River Styx, also signifying that the contract was established.

At the same time.

The twenty-third layer of the Abyssal Depths, the Frozen Wasteland.

This is a land where one's vision is filled with ice spikes and glacial mountains, a barren land with ice layers reaching several miles deep and devoid of human life, the deadly low temperatures making it a forbidden zone for life, and also a gathering place for cold-attribute demons and frost giants.

The inhabitants here live in underground caves and fortresses.

In a certain part of the Frozen Wasteland, two towering ice mountains stand adjacent to each other.

Countless frost giant tribes have built around these two mountains, and amidst the fierce cold winds and blizzards, a large number of frost giants can be

 seen devoutly praying towards the position between the two mountain peaks.

Because there lies a magnificent fortress, forged between the peaks of the two ice mountains.

It is carved on seemingly precarious but actually indestructible crystal ice layers, standing firm against the storms and blizzards.

This is the Glacier Fortress, home to the ruler of the Frozen Wasteland, the titan deity Koschei.

Looking past the frost giant and demonic guards, one reaches the deepest part of the Glacier Fortress.

In a spacious hall seemingly made of crystal ice, frost flowers cover the ground and walls, and a robust giant with muscles intertwined like tree roots is sitting sprawled on the throne.

He wears little clothing, his steel-hard body exposed to the extremely low temperatures.

No, more accurately, the low temperatures and frost in the hall originate from this body.

This giant has ice-blue skin, looking no different from most frost giants.

However, on the giant's ice-blue skin, many twisted and evil black patterns climb, filled with the aura of the abyss, also marking his identity as a Tanar'ri demon.

This is the titan deity, the Lord of Rage, Koschei.

As Koschei shook his legs, seemingly bored.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened, showing a startled expression.

A contract formed from the waters of the River Styx appeared, with Garon Aurelian's name already signed on the battle letter.

At the same time, a wave of Garon's will was transmitted through the battle letter.

"Lord of Rage, Koschei, since you have the courage to challenge me, demonstrating your valor."

"Then, I hope you have enough strength, not to let me feel too bored."

"Be prepared to face me."

Koschei's leg shaking intensified, his eyebrows knitting together.

A few seconds later, veins bulged on the giant's forehead, like small snakes slithering.

He suddenly stood up, grabbing the spiked frost hammer leaning against the edge of his throne, his expression turning ferocious.

"Very well, Garon Aurelian."

"Uninformed fools praise your strength, but I've always been skeptical."

"To have ascended to godhood recently and yet fought Chaos's scion to a draw in the primary material world? Ha, what ignorant and foolish beings would spread such rumors."

"Let me, Koschei, tear apart your mask and expose your weakness before all the gods."

Thud!

He heavily slammed his hammer, causing the two glacial mountains to quake.

Koschei, a titan deity whose brain doesn't function too well, has become even more confused after residing in the Abyss. His challenge to Garon was truly only because he recently heard too much about Garon, found it annoying, and seriously doubted its truth, as he himself could not achieve such feats.

Meanwhile.

Boom!

Thunder exploded, a brilliant blue lightning cleaved through the blizzard of the Frozen Wasteland, striking directly into the Lord of Rage's Glacier Fortress.

Koschei's eyelids twitched as he looked towards the front of the hall.

In his field of vision, lightning crackled, coalescing into a formidable giant with a restrained aura, his eyes filled with the wisdom of thunderclouds.

"Fool."

Arriving in the Lord of Rage's domain, this giant began by scolding the Lord of Rage, his gaze calm and icy, as if containing silent stormy thunder.

Faced with this, Koschei's naturally irritable and furious nature was triggered, but he dared not act out in front of this visitor, forcing himself to suppress his anger.

Letting go of his divine artifact, the Frost Cold Heavy Hammer, Koschei stepped down from the throne's steps, one step at a time, then knelt on one knee before the giant under his indifferent gaze, saying, "Koschei welcomes the chief deity."

"Only, I do not know what brings the venerable Lord of Storms here?"

The thunderous figure that descended with the storm, was none other than the current chief deity of the titan pantheon, the Lord of Storms.

Facing the Lord of Storms, the chief deity, the Lord of Rage as a member of the titan pantheon showed the due respect and etiquette.

Apart from the Lord of Storms himself, all titan deities fear the first generation chief deity.

Thus, for this son-slaying Lord of Storms, they similarly harbor a sense of awe, even feeling that this seemingly expressionless new chief deity is even more terrifying than the original.

"You don't know why I'm here?"

"Hmph, Koschei, are you truly unaware, or are you pretending not to know?"

The Lord of Storms slowly began.

Simultaneously, a surging divine majesty erupted, enveloping the space, instantly making the Lord of Rage's breathing halt, as if an invisible hand had grabbed his heart, slowly tightening, while his body couldn't resist.

Koschei was horrified.

The previous

 Lord of Storms was definitely not this powerful.

Even on his own turf, Koschei considered himself comparable to a mid-tier deity, but he couldn't even speak before the Lord of Storms.

This was Koschei's first encounter with an enraged Lord of Storms, and he could hardly imagine just how powerful the Lord of Storms had become after seizing the chief deity's authority.

As the Lord of Storms' divine majesty increased, Koschei felt his body start to shatter.

In terror, he looked pleadingly at the Lord of Storms.

Seeing this, the Lord of Storms slightly narrowed his eyes, dissipating his divine majesty.

Koschei breathed a sigh of relief and immediately bowed deeply, saying, "Chief deity, I was wrong, I shouldn't have taken it upon myself to issue a challenge to the eternal and temporal dragon."

"Just that, this guy has been increasingly presumptuous, and I acted impulsively."

The Lord of Storms calmly said, "Shut up."

Koschei immediately clammed up.

This wasn't Koschei's first time facing the Lord of Storms.

Previously, his impression of the Lord of Storms was of wisdom and calm, conscientious and rational, tolerant and sensible.

But just now, Koschei truly felt a chilling intent to kill from the Lord of Storms.

This chief deity wanted to kill him.

Koschei suddenly realized that agreeing to the Lord of Storms' plan to jointly assassinate the chief deity Annan might have been a mistake.

At the very least, although Annan would punish his offspring and lineage, causing them to fear, he never harbored true murderous intent.

"Koschei, my goal and wish is to lead the titan race to glory."

"For this, I am willing to pay any price."

"My father hindered me, so I killed my father."

"But it seems you're not quite aware of my determination."

The Lord of Storms slowly explained, "I can tell you explicitly, any creature that obstructs my principles, even if they are my siblings, I will not be lenient."

Hearing the Lord of Storms' calm words, Koschei tensed.

"You, as a member of the titan pantheon, but perhaps you've been in the Abyss too long, tainted with too many demonic traits, always doing as you please, disobeying orders."

"Now you've gone ahead on your own, provoking the draconic pantheon during a time we need to be discreet."

"If it were you, tell me, faced with an unstable element, would you choose to eliminate it or keep it?"

The Lord of Storms' tone was calm to the point of being gentle.

But the gentler he was, the colder the Lord of Rage felt inside.

Long ago, when facing the towering rage of father deity Annan, he never felt similar.

Koschei bowed deeply, his forehead touching the cold floor of the hall, saying, "Chief deity, I know I was wrong. Please spare my life, I will obey your orders from now on, and not make the same mistake again."

His confused and dull mind became unusually clear at this moment.

The Lord of Storms said nothing, his gaze falling on Koschei, seemingly pondering.

The atmosphere around nearly solidified, time ticking by slowly.

Koschei felt as if years were passing, his sweat pouring like rain.

After a long while.

The Lord of Storms spoke, unhurriedly saying, "Since that's the case, I'll give you a chance."

Chaotic, disorganized electricity in the Lord of Storms' hands coalesced into a solid lightning spear.

"I want you, at any cost, even at the risk of your life, to use this lightning spear to wound the eternal and temporal dragon during the battle."

"When you die, I will revive you."

The Lord of Rage hesitantly accepted the lightning spear, nervously asking, "Chief deity, this is?"

The Lord of Storms indifferently explained, "I might as well tell you, it's called the Time-severing Lightning Spear, created by me after inheriting my father's power, taking risks to enter the depths of the River of Time, searching for a type of Time-severing Thunder in the River of Time, specifically designed as a weapon against time dragons."

Annan's authority, called Knowledge.

In the endless realm of knowledge, the Lord of Storms found a way to target time dragons.

"Time-severing Thunder, born from the River of Time, yet repels and is repelled by the River of Time's power."

"Targets wounded by the Time-severing Lightning Spear, once contaminated with Time-severing Thunder, will have their connection to the River of Time severed. Even if time dragons are unique, at the very least, it will greatly weaken his power, preventing him from summoning his future self through the River

 of Time."

"It's a one-time use; once deployed, whether successful or not, it will dissipate."

"If successful, crippling a powerful member of the draconic pantheon, even starting a war at this time is worth it."

Seeing Garon as capable of using Time Dragon Reversal, summoning a similarly powerful time dragon, although under the precondition of falling into a deadly crisis, still made the Lord of Storms seriously treat him as a nearly powerful deity.

The reason the Lord of Storms himself didn't use the Time-severing Lightning Spear was because he knew that once he acted, it would immediately provoke the appearance of a similarly powerful time dragon, with almost no chance of success.

In all calculated scenarios, only when the opponent is careless, thinking the victory is secure, is there a chance of success.

The Lord of Storms looked at the Lord of Rage, saying, "Koschei, go demonstrate your power."

"I assure you, if you succeed, you will be regarded as a hero of the titan race, and in the future, surpassing Solem, even reaching powerful deity status is not impossible."

Under the threat and enticement of the Lord of Storms.

The Lord of Rage's mind was clouded by greed, saying, "Chief deity, rest assured, I don't believe I can't wound an enemy of the same level in the primary material world at any cost!"

The Lord of Storms frowned slightly.

He didn't quite trust the Lord of Rage.

This guy seemed unreliable in every way.

Especially his brain, which seemed to have a bizarre confidence.

However… the Lord of Rage's combat strength, due to possessing divine portfolios like violence and strength, wasn't weak among his peers, and had a chance to wound the target.

Furthermore, since the draconic race chose to accept the duel, they wouldn't treat it lightly, and the Lord of Rage was likely doomed either way. So, whether successful or not, a test was still necessary.

If successful, all the better.

If he failed, the loss wouldn't be too great.

It would merely be a doomed weak-tier titan deity and a not-so-easily obtained Time-severing Lightning Spear.

"Koschei, well done."

"I see your determination."

"Complete your task, and become a hero of the titan race."

The Lord of Storms praised Koschei a few times, then transformed into a bolt of lightning and left the Abyssal Depths.

After the Lord of Storms left, inside the Glacier Fortress.

Koschei solemnly put away the Time-severing Lightning Spear, then holding his divine artifact heavy hammer, he foolishly grinned, fantasizing about becoming a powerful deity and having Solem grovel before him.

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