红色一片免费

Chester fell into deep self-doubt and denial.

Under normal circumstances, a Level Three Arcane Master like him who had ventured deep into Balak Forest would have encountered dangerous wild beasts long ago, and would have engaged in a fierce battle that would either kill him or kill him. However, the current situation was different from normal. Other than an inexplicable palpitation and a sense of terror, Chester did not see any traces of wild beasts.

It was as if the originally numerous wild beasts had suddenly left this place overnight.

If it was an experienced adventurer, they would have realized that an unknown and terrifying existence had appeared here and leaked its aura, causing the originally ferocious beasts to flee in panic. However, Chester was a noble and not an adventurer. This was the first time he had left the city alone.

If it was a normal person, they would naturally retreat when they felt the palpitations and inexplicable pressure. They were unwilling to go deeper. However, Chester was determined to die, so the more afraid he was, the more he moved forward.

Rustle .... The branches and leaves of the trees trembled in the night wind.

The young man walked step by step into the dense forest until midnight.

Chester, who was hungry, tired, and thirsty, felt his vision blur and his consciousness was not very clear.

"Am I going to die of exhaustion in the dark forest, a miserable and lonely death that no one knows about?”

Chester felt sad.

In a daze, he stopped and stared ahead.

In the dark forest, Chester saw a strangely shaped hill. It glowed with a sacred and inviolable silver light, and its entire body seemed to be made of mithril. It was also dotted with rings of obsidian............ It was incompatible with the dark forest environment.

The appearance of such a silver hill in the dark forest was an extremely dreamy scene.

Chester\'s consciousness was already blurry, so he couldn\'t see the specific appearance of the hill. He dragged his tired footsteps and slowly approached it, then fell in the area where the hill was radiating silver light.

"At least, I didn\'t die in the dark.............”

With this thought in mind, Chester closed his eyes peacefully.

At the same time.

The silver hill started to move.

A towering dragon raised its head and looked down at the youth on the ground.

It was the Lord of the Dragon Court, the Lord of Heroic Spirits, the Dragon God of Time, the Dragon of Eternity and Time, the great and glorious Garen Aurelian.

Garen\'s eyes glowed as he scanned Chester\'s body.

At the same time, in Garen\'s Platinum Dragon Pupils, images flashed by rapidly within a second.

In an instant, Garen looked through it and understood Chester\'s life at the age of fifteen.

"No wonder he could walk in front of me. It turns out that he was seeking death.”

Garen thought to himself.

The moment Chester stepped into the range of Garen\'s Dragon Might, Garen noticed him. Then, like a human observing an ant, he looked curiously at what Chester wanted to do next. Interestingly, as if guided by fate, he walked in front of Garen.

The giant dragon stretched out a hooked toe and gently rubbed the dragon scales on its chin.

"A young genius who accidentally became trash. He even suffered the blow of breaking off the engagement and was lucky enough to meet me............ It was as if the chosen ones of many worlds had experienced this.”

"Interesting. I\'ll take you as the shepherd of my Divinity Farm.”

The Godhead Farm needed a protector. When Garen was not around, Garen\'s faith in the current timeline would not be cut off, and a god of faith would be born.

If one were to interact with a god, since they would need to obtain faith, they would instead incur the other party\'s hostility. This was especially true for their identity as someone who came from a different time and space. Most gods could see that.

As for the protectors of Ioram or the Four Pillar Gods, they all needed a very deep foundation.

These were things that were difficult to actively seek. Garen wanted to open up the Divine Spark Farm in bulk, so he did not have the time or energy to do so.

Therefore, Garen thought about it and decided to train his own shepherd and spokesperson to spread his faith and protect his faith.

ραпdα- n૦νe|`c,0m With Garen\'s ability, he could use force to sweep the world and establish a belief in Godhood in his fear of himself. However, according to the way the Godhead Farm operated, Garen was destined to leave, so he could not use too extreme methods. He needed to nurture a force, and it was also convenient to repeatedly harvest Godheads in a space-time.

A shepherd did not need any special qualifications. Only loyalty was the most important.

After all, with Garen\'s current abilities and resources, it was enough to nurture Legends or even Demigods. The other party only needed to have the most basic talents.

As for the conditions to become a Shepherd…......... To a large extent, it was because Garen found it interesting or pleasing to the eye. In other words, it was fate with Garen.

The next morning.

In the humid environment, a drop of dew slowly slid down from the leaves. Under the sunlight, it shone with a crystal clear luster. It fell down and finally smashed into Chester\'s forehead.

Chester woke up from a nightmare.

He opened his eyes and saw a huge silhouette in his blurry vision. As Chester regained consciousness, it became clearer.

In the blink of an eye, the outline solidified and appeared in Chester\'s field of vision.

It was the head of a dragon that was as large as a house. It was covered with dense silver dragon scales, and three pairs of dragon horns were like a majestic crown. The pair of platinum dragon eyes on the silver mask reflected Chester\'s shocked figure.