A dragon was entangled with another dragon at a border in Cape.
The two dragons were not fighting in the legendary manner, clawing and scratching at each other’s scales, nor were they unleashing fiery breath or engaging in direct attacks; instead, they were cautiously testing each other with some small spells.
After all, the more powerful the attack, the longer it took to cast, especially for dragons flying at high altitudes amidst chaotic magic. If they weren’t ambushing, getting caught in a forward or backward motion could become a fatal weakness.
Margaret was panting at the moment; after all, she was just a merchant and not a battle-hardened dragon. In reality, if the other party truly attacked her directly with dragon fire, she wasn’t confident she could withstand their assault.
At this time, the dragon confronting Margaret had already sensed her weakness but still dared not make a rash move.
Because the so-called ground-to-air magical missile in Cape had yet to be tested for its specific attack range, the dragons had no idea what height was safe. Under this threat, the dragon worried that if it clashed with Margaret, it might be shot down by human missiles.
“Foolish kin, are you really willing to become dogs for humans?”
Seeing the direct confrontation was impossible, the dragon shifted tactics and began verbal attacks, trying to see if it could incite them.
“Where is your pride as dragons? Where is your dignity as dragons? You are trampling the dragon scales of our ancestors into the ground!”
In response to this verbal provocation, Margaret simply replied, “Humans pay.”
“You think you can trample the dignity of dragons into the ground just because humans pay you?”
The dragon flapped its massive wings, appearing extremely angry.
“But humans pay a lot of money.”
Margaret rebutted while resting; well, that couldn’t even be called a rebuttal.
Noticing the other party’s agitation, Margaret asked, “I’ve heard that you’ve exploited and oppressed for so long on another continent, even revealing yourselves in dragon form in front of humans. How much gold have you amassed?”
Hearing this, the dragon across from her became proud again and said, “We have stable tributes from humans. I fear to tell you how much wealth I have on that continent; I could even build a pure gold bedroom for myself! The stronger dragons are even more impressive. Take Eryx, for example; he even has a palace made of pure gold.”
In fact, it wasn’t pure gold. Let alone the shortcomings of the smelting industry on the Solun Continent, the productivity level made it difficult to unearth that many gold mines. The so-called pure gold was actually mixed with many other metals.
However, upon hearing this, Margaret’s eyes shone, and she asked, “Dragon form?”
The dragon across from her twisted its neck and head into a question mark, saying, “No, no, no, in human form.”
“Pfft.”
Margaret disdainfully snorted, “That’s why I say, earning money through fighting and killing can’t compare to doing business—a bunch of brainless fools.”
Although it was a low snort, the dragon across clearly heard what Margaret was saying and questioned, “And you? How much have you earned under the rules of the tower while maintaining humans like this?”
Margaret simply replied, “I usually sleep on piles of gold coins.”
“Is that all?”
The dragon sneered, saying, “That isn’t better than us, is it?”
“In dragon form.”
“……”
This statement seemed to pierce through the dragon’s last psychological defense, and it angrily shouted, “Margaret! You would sell the dignity of being a dragon for a bit of gold and work for humans!”
Then, the dragon quietly asked, “How have you earned so much?”
“You barbaric dragons wouldn’t understand.”
An angry dragon breath surged forth, causing Margaret to urgently execute an evasive maneuver. This breath slammed firmly against the protective barrier of the human base below.
“Margaret, since humans are so wealthy, why don’t you join us? Once we defeat these humans, all their wealth will belong to us!”
Margaret blinked and asked, “But didn’t you also fail to defeat humans last time?”
“Last time was last time; apart from you not helping, there was that damned tower! But this time, the tower has fallen! There is no tower anymore!”
“Oh? Is that so? I see it differently.”
The dragon across did not understand what Margaret meant by this and wanted to continue persuading her. Suddenly, a light blue pillar ascended from the direction of the tower.
The dragon turned around in astonishment to look toward the tower.
“The tower? The tall, tall tower? The tower has revived?”
…..
Anastasia never imagined she could return from the depths of the Sea of Consciousness, nor did she expect to see the true form of the tower one day—the Tower of Babel.
To be honest, Anastasia considered herself to have lived long enough and seen a lot, but in truth, seeing the tower’s true form made her feel she was short-sighted for the first time.
She knew the tower looked different in the Golden Age, and she knew it could touch the sky, but knowing was one thing, and seeing it with her own eyes was another.
Looking through the windows that appeared after the tower’s transformation and restructuring, she saw the enormous rings outside, buzzing and rotating, and the adjacent rings were rotating in different directions. Up close, she could see the faint electronic patterns on these glowing rings.
Others might not be familiar with this and might think it was some type of runes, but Anastasia felt a strange familiarity with these electronic patterns. It was indeed correct to call them runes, as they originated from the runes of the Golden Age.
At this moment, Anastasia finally understood why the creators of the tower were so obsessed with the writings of the Golden Age—she wasn’t the only one. Everyone present was stunned by the spectacle outside the window.
Now, it wasn’t just the original creators of the tower who were longing for the Golden Age.
“I have given you the second-level permissions.”
The first to react to the scene before them was Lilith.
Upon hearing Lilith say this, Anna finally snapped back to reality.
“To be honest, I don’t really understand this tower; I just know that my brother… the Lord Governor asked me to help you repair it so that it can function normally again, even if just for a single useable instance.”
“So, tower manager, I’m counting on you.”
Lilith’s words were very earnest. After all, just by glancing at this thing, she felt it was impossible to handle alone unless she connected with 550C and burned her brain out.
And Anastasia was looking at those gigantic rings outside, and after looking back and forth at Lilith a few times, she pointed to herself with her finger and asked, “Me?”
Although she had chatted with the governor in the Sea of Consciousness and knew that this was her main task upon returning, seeing the scene outside, even Anastasia fell into deep self-doubt.
