Rebirth as a Time Dragon

Due to the urgency of the war and the dual supplementation of temporal power and life energy.

This time, Garon did not sleep for very long.

After just over a month, the silver dragon in the dragon's lair opened his profound platinum eyes, stretching his wings and body, his tail raised high as he stretched in a large yawn.

"My injuries have fully healed, and my biological level has significantly improved."

Feeling his current condition, Garon's face lit up with joy.

A biological level of 100 represents the threshold for pseudo-high divine power.

A divine rank of 16 is the minimum standard for high divine power.

His biological level had now reached 95, comparable to a deity at the initial stage of a divine rank of 15, gradually touching the pinnacle of pseudo-medium divine power, and one step closer to pseudo-high divine power.

In the past, a long period of sleep could elevate Garon through an entire life stage rather than just a few biological levels.

However, at Garon's current level, breakthroughs in biological level are no longer achieved overnight.

This recent battle with the Primeval Sun God in the prime material world had provided Garon with significant stimulation. With the continuous supply of temporal power and life energy, he had made considerable progress.

"Using the Savage Gods as a whetstone, the Second Dawn War as a forge, and tempering myself through continuous battles."

"Maybe I can become a pseudo-high divine power after the war."

Garon's eyes shone brightly, imagining the possibilities.

However, he knew the probability was low.

"If I can ascend to pseudo-high divine power within 400 years, during my adult dragon stage, it would be quite impressive compared to my counterparts in other timelines."

Garon thought to himself.

Currently, in the main timeline, Garon was 298 years old, just over a century away from becoming an elder dragon.

This recent consecutive increase in biological levels, besides the stimulation from intense battles, was also due to Garon's accumulation. He spent most of his time in the Heroic Domain, absorbing life energy and temporal power, but he hadn't made significant progress for quite some time. The battle with the Primeval Sun God acted as a catalyst.

Under normal circumstances, such a battle would result in a substantial gain; after a period of rest, even a single biological level increase would be considered good progress.

By this calculation, Garon would need to kill or seal at least five more pseudo-high divine power Savage Gods to reach pseudo-high divine power.

Moreover, they would need to be of a similar level to the Primeval Sun God.

This difficulty was quite astonishing.

Up until Garon woke up, the Primeval Sun God remained the only successfully sealed pseudo-high divine power Savage God.

During his sleep, Garon had received updates on the progress of the Second Dawn War, so he was well aware of the current situation.

Several pseudo-medium and pseudo-weak divine power Savage Gods had been killed or sealed by deities.

As for the pseudo-high divine powers, they usually retreated as soon as they sensed they were losing, leaving the prime material world and entering the lower planes. Even if slightly stronger than the Savage Gods, without special abilities, it was nearly impossible to prevent their escape in a one-on-one situation.

Moreover, no high divine power gods or original Savage Gods had died.

Just like the Dawnlord, high divine powers could escape when they couldn't win, so their chances of dying were minimal.

Meanwhile, there were some casualties among the low and medium divine power gods.

"The casualties among low and medium divine powers are actually higher on the deity's side..."

"As beings born alongside the multiverse, the original Savage Gods often have stronger individual combat power than ordinary deities of the same level."

Born from the chaotic and dangerous primordial era.

Not a single original Savage God was weak in battle, whereas many deities, due to the nature of their domains, were weak in combat and struggled against the Savage Gods.

Moreover, the gods fighting the Savage Gods mainly came from the Pantheon.

While the Pantheon gathered most deities, it did not include all.

Many evil gods, demonic gods, and strictly neutral gods who remained aloof did not join the Pantheon. Although some descended to the prime material world to confront the Savage Gods due to their followers being killed, they were a minority.

In total, the gods fighting the Savage Gods were about half of all deities.

Having lurked for countless ages, the Savage Gods' resurgence, although not as powerful as during their prime, still held a slight advantage in this Second Dawn War due to the shifting balance of power.

Only in the highest-level battles.

The Lord of Terror and the Nine-Faced Dragon God remained in a stalemate.

The Ancient Sea God was being pressed by the Celestial Emperor, retreating through many prime material worlds, clearly at a disadvantage.

The top-tier combat power leaned towards the gods, but even the Celestial Emperor couldn't kill the Ancient Sea God, who could instantly teleport through all seas or shadows. While not as powerful as Io, the Celestial Emperor, or Eric, the Ancient Sea God was a tricky opponent, having orchestrated the Savage Gods' revival.

He was indeed no ordinary Savage God.

The top-tier combatants couldn't achieve decisive results.

High divine powers couldn't gain the upper hand, and the Savage Gods' advantage in the low and medium levels was growing over time.

"The situation is not optimistic."

"But it doesn't matter; I will take action."

"As the protagonist of the infinite timelines of the multiverse, the great Garon Aurelian will turn the tide as soon as he steps in."

These words didn't leave his lips.

Garon only boasted internally.

Most of the time, Garon's personality was quite calm and rational, but when happy, like now with his significant breakthrough in biological levels, he became a bit excited, his emotions more evident.

Moreover, Garon's boasting wasn't entirely exaggerated.

The Second Dawn War mainly took place in the prime material plane.

And the prime material plane had always been Garon's home turf. During the War of Glory, as a newly ascended demigod, Garon shone brightly in the prime material world, sweeping through the elven armies with overwhelming might, causing countless elves to suffer from post-war trauma. It wasn't until the dragons became the dominant force, magnanimously overlooking the elves' offenses, that the situation improved.

In the War of Giant Extinction.

Because the main battles were in various outer planes, Garon, then a newly ascended pseudo-weak divine power, played a minor role initially. In the end, he relied on the opportunities created by many dragon gods, using the temporal rewind with the support of powerful versions of himself from other timelines, with little direct contribution from his true self.

"This time, the battlefield is back in the prime material world, my comfort zone."

"Besides, at my current level, I can exert formidable power even in the outer planes."

Thinking of the ancient and primal Savage Gods, the silver dragon's eyes flickered with a fighting spirit.

"When I wake up, the Savage Gods should fear this."

At this moment.

Yuna, who had slept alongside Garon, also woke up sensing his awakening.

Rubbing her eyes with her claws, Yuna looked at the majestic silver dragon, immediately fully awake, eager and impatient, "Garon, you're recovered! Let's go fight the Savage Gods!"

In recent years, Yuna hadn't been idle.

She frequently sparred with the heroes of the Heroic Domain. Since the heroes were undying, Yuna could fight without restraint. However, the sparring was heavily one-sided, practically a crushing defeat for the heroes. It was novel at first, but over time and repeated matches, it became dull for Yuna.

As a force dragon, Yuna wasn't inherently combative.

However, occasionally, she couldn't resist the urge for a good fight.

The last time Yuna truly enjoyed a battle was during the War of Glory; she hadn't felt that sense of satisfaction in combat since.

The Savage Gods were opponents even Yuna's pride couldn't underestimate.

She believed that fighting and defeating the Savage Gods would bring her the joy of victory.

So, she was quite looking forward to battling the Savage Gods.

"Alright."

"Pseudo-high divine power Savage Gods are challenging to deal with. Yuna, you can assist the weaker or mid-tier gods and take over the battlefield."

Garon said.

Yuna, understanding her strength well, didn't push herself and readily agreed, "Then let's see who can kill or seal more Savage Gods."

The silver dragon nodded and smiled warmly, "Alright."

Then.

Yuna closed her eyes slightly, using the invisible world force field that covered the prime material worlds to search for a suitable world.

Quickly, Yuna locked onto a prime material world and prepared to descend.

However, before she descended, she seemed to notice something strange. She suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Garon, look at this prime material world. The battle seems interesting."

Locking onto the world coordinates Yuna showed, Garon's gaze pierced through the planar barrier, looking over.

One of the prime material worlds, the continent of Landon.

A terrifyingly grotesque Savage God was wreaking havoc on the surface.

Its body contour, at a glance, resembled an ogre, with a bloated and sturdy figure, a relatively small head, and extremely thick limbs. However, unlike a typical ogre, this monster was grotesquely disgusting, its body seemingly made of irregular heaps of flesh and organs.

Its bloated, decaying belly had a horrific maw filled with layers of spiral teeth and covered in slick, wriggling tentacles.

Moreover, countless maggots, flies, blood mosquitoes, and other creatures swarmed around it like black clouds, wriggling in the cracks of its mottled, corpse-like skin.

This bloated, fat, and disgustingly gory

 Savage God stood as tall as a mountain.

It was named the King of Abominations, a pseudo-weak divine power Savage God, serving under a pseudo-high divine power Savage God, the Mother of Monsters, whom Garon had glimpsed in the Valoran timeline.

Undead abominations were modeled after the King of Abominations.

As it moved across the surface.

With each step, the ground beneath it, along with the surrounding mountains, forests, and rivers within a vast radius, would be twisted by its primal power, transforming into rotting flesh and organs.

No deity was stopping its advance.

Because, within the gaping maw on its abdomen, amidst the gnashing spiral teeth and the binding slick tentacles, was a god unable to escape, its divine light dimmed.

This god had a pair of white wings, an impeccably beautiful face, and, despite being entangled in disgusting abominable tentacles, still retained a sense of beauty.

She was Adara, the Winged Elven Goddess, a member of the Elven Pantheon with medium divine power, not very skilled in combat.

The deity opposing the King of Abominations had now been defeated and was held captive.

The King of Abominations rampaged across the prime material world, spreading death and despair with a cruel grin, causing destruction wherever it went.

Just as Yuna was about to descend to handle this grotesque Savage God.

A black dragon suddenly burst forth from a river transformed into rotting flesh and murky water, flying up in a rage.

Seeing this black dragon, Garon's expression turned to surprise.

"Is that really a black dragon?"

The black dragon before Garon did indeed exude the aura of a black dragon. Upon closer inspection, its appearance also aligned with that of a black dragon. However, its form was incredibly peculiar.

This was a female black dragon.

It was extremely fat, with glossy, round black scales, its body width almost equal to its length. Its overfed body nearly burst its scales, making it look like a black ball with a short tail, short limbs, and short wings... This fat black dragon seemed even more bloated than the King of Abominations.

Normally, black dragons are lean, their skin tight against their bones, often referred to as skeletal dragons.

"You rarely see a black dragon this fat."

Almost all dragons find it hard to get too fat because their stomachs function like furnaces, efficiently converting food into energy, which contributes to their growth.

Garon noticed that this black dragon had a pair of stout, rugged horns, unlike the usual structure of black dragon horns.

"A black dragon variant?"

Temporal power gathered in Garon's eyes, forming the Eyes of Time.

The black dragon's life story unfolded before Garon's eyes.

From birth, it was several times fatter than the surrounding black dragon hatchlings and had an extreme obsession with food, consuming anything edible. Overwhelmed, its mother abandoned it at just over a year old.

Even in the wild, this dragon never starved due to its insatiable appetite and rapid growth, remaining fat from a hatchling to an ancient demi-god dragon stage, looking like a mountain of flesh, spending its time eating and sleeping.

After devouring an entire demi-plane, this variant ancient black dragon had slumbered in the prime material world for hundreds of years, missing both the War of Glory and the War of Giant Extinction.

Now, it had awakened due to the King of Abominations' disturbance.

Angered by its abrupt awakening, the fat variant black dragon flew towards the King of Abominations.

Seeing an approaching demi-god black dragon, the King of Abominations sneered.

It lifted its rotten, flesh-and-organ-covered giant hand and swatted at the black dragon.

Although very fat, the black dragon's body length was only about 50 meters, not comparable to the King of Abominations, and it didn't use any ability to enlarge itself.

Before the mountainous King of Abominations, the black dragon appeared like an angry, fat bird.

Slap!

The King of Abominations' hand slammed the fat black dragon heavily into the rotting, flesh-covered ground.

"A puny mortal, daring to challenge an ancient god?"

The King of Abominations had just uttered its disgusting voice when it suddenly changed expression, raising its grotesque, flesh-and-organ-covered hand teeming with maggots and flies.

The variant fat black dragon was biting the King of Abominations' hand, stretching its short neck as much as possible, gnawing with gusto as if savoring a delicacy, chewing through the King of Abominations' disgusting flesh.

The King of Abominations roared in fury.

It clasped its hands together and smashed down on the variant fat black dragon.

Boom!

This blow could shatter a towering mountain.

The variant black dragon's body quivered, its fat trembling like waves, but it didn't evade, enduring the King of Abominations' blows. Even as its body dented, scales shattered, and fat rolled, it continued to bite at the King of Abominations' hand, as if feasting on a sumptuous meal.

With each mouthful of flesh, the black dragon's injuries quickly healed.

Then.

The variant fat black dragon, in a crude and straightforward manner, continued to munch away at the King of Abominations, relishing every bite.

Its fat seemed to possess formidable defensive power.

Not only could it resist physical attacks from the King of Abominations, but even the primal power-based special skills failed to kill it. As long as it wasn't killed, it could quickly recover by devouring the King of Abominations.

As time passed.

With the tables turned, the King of Abominations' body was covered in bite wounds, while the variant black dragon, plump and round, seemed to have grown even larger.

"Damned black dragon! What kind of freak are you?"

The King of Abominations was gradually being overwhelmed.

With a final roar, it prepared to flee the prime material world.

Currently, the variant black dragon was only an ancient demi-god dragon. With the King of Abominations' pseudo-weak divine power, as long as it left the prime material plane, the variant black dragon couldn't follow.

Because it still had the Winged Elven Goddess, who was a medium divine power, inside its belly, the King of Abominations didn't dare to bring her to the outer planes and spat her out, covered in stinking saliva and looking utterly drained.

"Begone!"

Ripping off its own arm, the King of Abominations hurled it away.

The variant black dragon, clutching the arm in its jaws, ignored the King of Abominations' main body and continued gnawing on the severed limb.

At that moment.

In a flash of unseen forces crisscrossing through every inch of space, forming the outline of a force dragon's body.

Yuna, using the world's force field, descended directly into the prime material world.

Seeing the fleeing King of Abominations, Yuna first transformed into her colossal form, and with her over three thousand meters long body, unleashed an invisible force breath.

Boom!

The breath hit the King of Abominations, engulfing it.

In Yuna's powerful breath, the King of Abominations' grotesque form disintegrated inch by inch, seemingly vanishing completely in a macro view, leaving no trace behind.

"Garon, I've taken down a Savage God already."

Yuna's jubilant voice reached Garon.

Still in the Heroic Domain, Garon had not entered the prime material plane.

Watching the severely battered King of Abominations, Garon had a vague idea, though not yet clear, rolling in his thoughts.

"Variant dragons that grow up often possess unique abilities, even if not as strong as me, they usually have considerable combat strength."

Garon pondered silently.

However, such fully matured ancient demi-god variant black dragons were rare in the main timeline.

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