Hell, Demon City, the meditation room of the Central Divine Hall.
In the vast hall, Nether Fire flickered, illuminating the complex and eerie relief murals on the granite walls—a never-ending army of bones engaged in battle with a fire-breathing giant dragon, and behind the dragon were endless humans, dwarfs, elves, and now-ignored lizardmen.
Sitting on a granite seat in the meditation room, Minister of Religion Goliath Soren suddenly looked up, a chilling gleam reflecting in his hollow skull.
Just a moment ago, while meditating, he sensed a familiar aura!
A vague sense of disquiet crept into his heart, as if a coldness rose from the deepest part of his soul, causing his Soul Fire to shake uncontrollably.
That familiar aura—
It was the Dragon God!
No mistake!
But... how could this be?!
Goliath sat frozen, the silently burning Soul Fire seemed stunned, slowly digesting the shocking truth.
