The Greece Antagonist

However, this precisely proves that his thinking was not wrong.

The way to keep elfs rational is to let them learn humanity, learn civilization, and discipline themselves in a more subtle and elegant way, suppressing their beastly nature.

Praise humans, praise civilization!

Luo En joked to himself, and together with Morgan and Vivian, followed the steps of the two superior Paru, Bawansi and Bagster, continuing to advance towards the foggy area ahead.

After marching for dozens of miles, the view opened up before them.

"What a big lake!"

Bagster stopped and looked at the shimmering water light under the thick white fog in front of him, unable to help but exclaim sincerely.

However, when Bawansi beside him waved her hand to stir up Magic Power and dispelled the mist in front of them, she couldn't help but cover her delicate nose, her face full of disgust.

"What's this? So disgusting!"

Everyone rushed forward upon hearing this, and saw that within the swamp spanning hundreds of miles, clusters of vague writhing flesh floated.

These uneven-sized things throbbed like heartbeats, absorbing Magic Power from the air and lake, splitting and proliferating themselves, increasing in size, and eventually forming flesh tissue resembling embryos at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Roar!!!"

Just as everyone was about to get closer to observe, a piercing low roar came, and several purple-red embryos, swollen to a few meters, trembled violently.

"Splat~~"

Paws covered in tiny scale armor tore through the fetal membrane from the inside, and several lizard-like heads emerged from the mucous-filled fetal chamber.

After a few stretches, the newly born Magical Creatures quickly evaporated the moisture from their body surfaces. Their bones and scales hardened.

In a moment, several juvenile Dragon Beasts, several meters in length, rushed out of the swamp, opened their lids, and with predator-like snake pupils, sinisterly locked onto the humanoid creatures that had trespassed into their territory.

Thud Thud Thud Thud!

However, before these monsters could close in, Magic Power-woven spears, thorny blood light, and wielded Elf Greatswords alternately scoured the lake surface, swiftly sending these dragon beasts, who had just come out to see the sun, to their end.

"Now, I probably understand how these hybrid Dragonkin came about."

Luo En murmured to himself, his eyes scanning over the almost lake-covering, writhing flesh chunks that resembled maggots.

Vivian crouched down, poked at a writhing proliferating chunk on the shore, satisfied her curiosity, then jokingly asked everyone:

"Shall we grill or fry them? I can't finish this much."

Morgan rolled her eyes at this younger sister, then snorted coldly:

"Dispose of them all! We haven't encountered a single living creature other than these Sub-dragon Species on our way here. The ecology here has already been destroyed by them, and if this continues, it will turn into a Great Catastrophe. Once so many Dragon Beasts finish hunting in the surrounding area and fly out of this forest, the outside Oakney, even the entire Northern Realm, and all of Britain will become their hunting grounds!"

Without saying more, the decisive Morgan directly chanted the Divine Word, summoned spears woven from Magic Power, and bombarded the writhing flesh chunks on the water surface in a frenzy, clearing them one by one.

As the foul mist, mixed with the smell of rot and blood, was gradually dispersed by the air currents stirred up by Magic Power, the full view of the water was gradually revealed to everyone.

"What is that!"

Habetlot exclaimed, his body subconsciously tense, hair standing on end.

Similarly, the elfs Bawansi and Bagster couldn't help but adopt a defensive posture, baring their teeth in the direction of the lake surface like hyenas encountering a prairie lion, involuntarily provoked into instinctual fear.

—Dragon's Might!

Morgan, Vivian, and Luo En exchanged glances and simultaneously looked towards the lake surface.

A colossal being nearly two thousand meters long, with a lizard-like skull and wings filled with ferocious bone spurs, entered their view.

Upon a brief gaze, an inexplicable might burst forth from this giant skeleton, striking directly into the depths of the observers' souls, making them involuntarily want to bow their heads and pay homage.

All three stirred their Divinity and Authority, erasing the mental interference, continuing their observation.

To be precise, it was a half-decayed dragon skeleton.

Two-thirds of the bones were exposed, while some parts had one-third of the flesh still clinging to the bones.

Moreover, those flesh chunks soaked in the lake water gradually peeled off from the dragon skeleton, like scattered fish eggs, floating to the various parts of the swamp.

So that's how it is!

The group suddenly understood.

Those degraded Dragonkin in the forest are mostly mutations of the flesh shed from this skeleton.

But...

What kind of monster could have such overwhelming Vitality even after death, and use its decaying flesh to transform an entire ecological group of Dragonkin?

"The Dragon of Albion! The Holy Beast of the Warner Divine Race actually perished here!"

Morgan looked at the ghastly dragon skeleton on the water surface, deeply furrowing her brows.

There was no mistake! Only those who grasp the Law of Life and are proficient in Said Witchcraft, like the Warner Divine Race, could breed such a powerful creature capable of influencing the environment even after death.

At this moment, Luo En couldn't help but feel a weight pressing on his heart.

As expected, something went wrong!

The Dragon of Albion, which should have been guarding the Warner Divine Race Holy Land, had died for unknown reasons.

Judging from the rate of decomposition and decay of the body, this was likely not a recent occurrence.

This explains why the Warner Holy Land, which should have been mobile and hidden, had become fixed in the Northern Realm's forest, and why a small weaving elf like Habetlot could detect traces of it.

Because the Divine Beast guarding this Spirit Tomb had fallen, many of the Defense and concealment Spells were gradually failing.

This is likely why the Warner Divine Race couldn't use this final measure, ultimately getting trapped in the Nordic region, and entering the endgame of Ragnarök with the Asa Divine Race.

However, Albion...

Luo En furrowed his brows, and two related memories emerged in his mind.

Firstly, this is the name used by ancient Greeks for the British Isles (now England, Scotland, Wales, etc.), meaning "white land" or "white hills." This version can be traced back to the works of ancient historians like Herodotus and Ptolemy.

Secondly, it is also a mysterious place in European medieval folklore, considered the origin of humans and the source of some Magic and mythologies. This version can be traced back to medieval literary works, such as the Legends of King Arthur.

Albion... white land...

Dragon of Albion... Britain...

—The White Dragon of Britain?!

A flash of inspiration hit Luo En, and he raised his hand, searching through the floating flesh fragments to find a pale scale, as various clues and pieces of information in his mind connected to form a complete lineage.

In the legends of King Arthur, King Arthur is known as the "Red Dragon of Britain" or "Red Dragon's Son," containing the power of Dragonkin within, a super warrior created and taught to adulthood by Merlin and the Lake Fairies. According to the prophecy, she will lead the Round Table Knight Order to save the day, establishing a holy Knight Kingdom in the Holy City Camelot, eternally continuing Britain's mystery.

The fundamental purpose of King Arthur's upbringing was to defeat the other "dragon" of the British Kingdom — the "White Dragon of Britain," Vortigern!

It is King Arthur's lifelong nemesis, essentially a phantom spirit nurtured by the will of the land on the British Isles.

In conjunction with reality, a different truth can be uncovered:

—The "Danu Divine Race," descending from the sky during the Great Catastrophe, defeated the native Warner Divine Race. The Warner Divine Race sailed across the sea, settling in the Nordic region, recuperating on new land.

—But they never fully gave up reclaiming their homeland, so the White Dragon Vortigern manifested through special Secret Techniques from the faith of these natives and the will of Britain, perceiving the Danu Divine Race and groups like King Arthur's as mortal enemies to be eradicated. Thus, the "Red Dragon and White Dragon of Britain" battle was born.

—Ultimately, humans cannot prevail over fate. Without the Warner Divine Race's support and after multiple Great Catastrophes corroded and damaged the will of the land, the White Dragon's strength and life force continually weakened, eventually leading to its premature death as it is now.

This is likely the entire animosity between the Warner Divine Race and the Danu Divine Race.