In the Elf Forest, Feilengcui, the Temple Square looked as if it had been ravaged by a tornado.
Two massive dragons, one black and one red, were sitting obediently below the high platform of the square.
On the high platform stood the Divine Favored, dressed in a black armor-dress with an indifferent expression, and the High Priest of Feilengcui, Samir Wind, whose face was full of wrinkles and piety. In front of them were five large dragon eggs bathed in Holy Light.
The brilliant Holy Light slowly faded away, and the dragon eggs seemed to have undergone a transformation, clear dragon patterns emerged on them.
"Did they really... really transform?!"
Staring at the changes in the dragon eggs on the high platform, Red Dragon Tibilia's eyes widened with shock.
"The True God has already purified their bloodline. We only need to wait a week or so to see them hatch."
Samir Wind said with fervor.
Upon hearing the Elf Priest's words, Red Dragon Tibilia also breathed a sigh of relief.
