Along with Gu Nan's shout, not only did the numerous metal dragons start to converge here, but Dvalin the blasphemer also fell into a dumbfounded state at the same time.
Because while Gu Nan was speaking, the dagger in his hand spun around and plunged directly into Dvalin's chest.
"Didn't you say that I'll be fine if I cooperate?!" The honest dragon roared.
Gu Nan thought about it and decided it was better to pin the blame on Sylvia after all. "In the name of Her Highness Sylvia! Yup, in any case, there's no such thing as reputation value on a dead person."
Sylvia, who was standing next to Gu Nan, had a dark expression and flew into a rage out of humiliation. "Don't think you can frame me like this—Karina can testify!"
"Who would believe that psycho's words?" Gu Nan shrugged.
"..."
Dvalin's blood was still flowing out, and after it touched the golden dagger, the Dragon Grudge emanating from it intensified, which also caused more and more metal dragons to come flying over.
Although dragons always had the habit of being greedy for life and afraid of death, they could put the dragon race's arrogance on perfect display when faced with an opponent they determined to be weak.
Not many people below the gods recognized Karina. Instead, the words Gu Nan said made it seem like he was Sylvia's apostle.
Besides the gods, the great dragon race does not fear anyone!
The first metal dragon reached the center of Metallic Silver Island. His huge body cut through the horizon, and at the same time, he saw an astonishing scene below him.
A man and a woman were standing in the air, while Dvalin had already fallen aside, and there was even a huge dragon corpse on the ground.
"This…" The metal dragon who just arrived was slightly flabbergasted, having trouble figuring out what kind of situation this was.
He also didn't have to figure it out, because the next second, a golden light cut across the sky. The metal dragon's neck ruptured, and his huge head smashed into the ground.
His headless corpse followed his head to the ground, but his death didn't prevent his clansmen from also flying to their deaths.
Firstly, it was because his death happened too fast. Metallic Silver Island wasn't a large area, so all dragons could arrive quickly. Unfortunately, their speed became their downfall right now.
Secondly, it was also because the power of Dragon Grudge was too strong, so much so that the dragons were far from their usual clear-minded selves.
So the second dragon, the third dragon… more and more dragons arrived, and more and more dragon corpses also appeared, while Gu Nan looked as if he never even moved.
He moved so fast every time he struck—decapitating a dragon in a swing and returning to his original position—that it simply looked like he was standing still, while the dragons mysteriously lost their heads.
Until the stench of blood filled the entire Metallic Silver Island and the Dragon Grudge on the golden dagger was condensed into tangible form, practically turning the weapon purple, Gu Nan finally stopped.
He also had to stop, because there were no more foolish dragons rushing to their deaths anymore.
The valley Dvalin lived was currently littered with headless dragon corpses, while their heads were collected by Gu Nan and placed in the center of the valley in a strange formation.
And Dvalin's blood was also scattered in the middle. It slowly flowed out, eventually forming a thin line that connected the twenty dragon heads.
"This is a Dragon Language formation?" Sylvia was knowledgeable and could see what Gu Nan was doing at a glance.
With twenty dragon heads as nodes, with Dvalin's blood as the connector, this was clearly writing out a special character from the Dragon Language.
"Ancient Dragon Language," Gu Nan stubbornly corrected. A veteran player like him was obsessed with distinguishing between Dragon Language and Ancient Dragon Language, because they were two completely different things.
Sylvia shrugged, but her gaze fell on that formation again.
After being framed by Gu Nan, to say that she wasn't angry was certainly false. But to say the Goddess of Shadows held a big grudge over this was also untrue.
After all, she was the little sister of the Ruler of Light and Justice, holding an extremely special status among the gods.
Not to mention that she was actually innocent; even if no one framed her, she still didn't fear the God of the White Crow behind the metal dragon tribe.
On the contrary, she was more curious about this formation that Gu Nan had gone to great lengths to finally place—judging from the character, it seemed to have some type of unsealing effect.
As Sylvia expected, as the formation was finally completed, the blood from the metal dragon clan began seeping into the ground, while the ground started sinking at this time.
This wasn't some underground cavern that had been hollowed out or some type of cellar. If it was, the dragons would've long since discovered it.
The ground underneath the valley was clearly solid mud, but under the effect of the formation, it was forcibly dispersed.
But this wasn't all the formation did. Immediately afterwards, not only was the dirt dispersed, even space began to collapse—this was the real purpose of the formation!
And as a layer of concealment-type space was stripped away, the true face of the underground was finally revealed.
"There's actually a world hidden underneath Metallic Silver Island?" Sylvia's voice was tinged with astonishment. She could see what exactly was underneath, which was why she was particularly surprised.
Hiding a pocket dimension was something the gods had done so much that it wasn't surprising in the slightest. But the thing in front of her wasn't just a pocket dimension, but a world, an honest-to-gods world.
The laws of space in the World of Gods were more stable than those of the Myriad Heavens, so there weren't many planes that people could travel to at will, and there was no such thing as reincarnation.
But there was no difference in the essence of the two. A pocket dimension was still a pocket dimension—it was highly unstable and would collapse on its own after a hundred years or so.
And a world was a world. It wouldn't collapse by itself even after thousands of years; it would only slowly produce life.
What was hidden under the ground of Metallic Silver Island was a world, not an artificially-created pocket dimension.
"The plane's existence is dependent upon Dragon Realm? How did this form?" In Sylvia's long life, she had never seen such a strange plane either.
Gu Nan didn't answer immediately. In fact, he also didn't understand the theory behind this.
In terms of game theory, he preferred to believe that the purpose of designing such a scene was just for that item inside, so there wouldn't be a second such place in the world.
But this didn't stop Gu Nan from making stuff up, "Dragon Realm was once a greater god's Divine Kingdom. After a greater god dies, the Divine Kingdom will gradually develop a consciousness once enough time has passed—this is clear evidence."
"To think a Divine Kingdom can actually develop a consciousness!" Sylvia was stunned by this shocking "truth" and subconsciously repeated it.
Although reason told her that it was impossible for such a thing to exist, Gu Nan had done too many extraordinary things for her to not believe him.
He even knew the Mirror God's whereabouts and personally killed him. Compared to that, the fact that a Divine Kingdom can develop a consciousness didn't seem so strange anymore.
And only a fallen greater god's Divine Kingdom was capable of this… This wasn't impossible. After all, greater gods were capable of all kinds of fantastic feats normal gods couldn't even imagine.
'I must go back and ask my brother when I have time.' The Goddess of Shadows fell into contemplation.