Galen patted Onyxia on the back, his steady tone soothing the golden dragon lady before him.
Onyxia believed Galen's words, as she and the current golden Holy Dragon had both experienced the power of the Light-Forged Light of the Church. It truly transformed them from the inside out, not only removing the black dragon bloodline cursed by the Old Gods, but also turning all their energy attributes into the Holy Light of Order.
Since black could turn to gold, then black turning to blue didn't seem unacceptable.
Of course, blue turning to green was another matter entirely.
"Are you really Father?" Onyxia calmed down.
Ancagalon looked at his former daughter with a complex expression and nodded.
Long ago, his consort Sinestra gave birth to two dragon eggs, hatching Onyxia and Nefarian. The black dragon clan had a lineage, and he was so excited.
But later he became more and more insane. His children, who were once close to him, became trembling and submissive in his presence. It wasn't until he was killed and reborn that he realized how wrong he had been.
Onyxia wanted to throw herself into Ancagalon's arms, but she was already a ten-thousand-year-old dragon, no longer the little whelp she once was.
"Father, welcome back!"
"I am very happy to stand with you."
The father and daughter smiled at each other.
"You can go to the back hall to catch up. Onyx, you can also call your two brothers over." said Galen.
"Thank you, Master, I will go now."
Ancagalon, who had only taken two steps, suddenly turned back: "By the way, Great Lord, the last time Galen'Remar's identity appeared was during the War of the Shifting Sands a thousand years ago. At that time, I cooperated with other dragons to create a magical barrier to seal the entire Ahn'Qiraj Empire."
Galen nodded. He had expected this. He had seen the outbreak of this battle in the Time Stream, but he didn't expect that even with Vaelastrasz not dead, the night elf army would still be defeated by the Ahn'Qiraj insectoids.
In the end, Fandral had no choice but to ask his teacher and nearby dragons for help.
"But…"
Ancagalon hesitated, and Galen had a bad feeling. The worst thing about these words was that there was a turning point, and it was likely not a good thing…
"Say it, I should be able to handle it…"
Ancagalon continued, "I have bad news for you. In the battle with the insectoids, I encountered the Twin Emperors of the insectoids. In desperation, I exposed my dragon form to repel them."
Oh, ho, Galen'Remar is actually a dragon. Is my persona collapsing…
"The good news is…"
"The good news is that I immediately transformed my dragon scales into green at that time, appearing in front of the night elf army as a green dragon!"
"What's so good about that?" Galen was speechless.
"Of course it's good news!" Ancagalon even had a hint of triumph on his face. "As we all know, Cenarius's most proud disciple, Malfurion, has huge antlers on his body because he has cultivated the path of the druid to a high level."
"So what?"
"As Malfurion's only junior brother, how could Galen'Remar not have something special?"
I would like to call you Ancagalon, never weaker than anyone in your life… are you comparing even this?
"Taking advantage of the opportunity to transform into a green dragon, I spread the word that Galen'Remar had comprehended the power of nature and dreams in the Emerald Dream, becoming a dragon druid!"
A freaking dragon druid!
Are you reading too many light novels!
Galen seemed to hear an introduction: Head of the Sky-Rending Pegasus, Body of the Azure Mysterious Python, Horns of the Radiant Moon Deer, Eyes of the Netherworld Xuan Turtle, Palm of the Scarlet Flame Tiger, Claws of the Thunder Giant Eagle, Ears of the Gale Blue Bull, Whiskers of the Rock-Shelled Giant Shrimp, Tail of the Deep-Water Giant Carp. Nine super-order magical beasts, combined with the dragon essence cultivated by ancient Chinese cultivation methods, finally achieved the strongest dragon druid in history.
Galen shook his head, trying to wake up from the dream, and then realized that the whole passage was fake!
But the reality is so cruel, he has one more persona: Green Dragon Druid!
When Galen shook his head, he felt something heavy on his head. He touched the top of his head…
Then he quickly used ice magic to create an ice crystal. From the reflection of the ice crystal, Galen saw a pair of white dragon horns, the same as when the Dragon Queen Ysera transformed into a human form.
Listen to me, thank you, because of you, I want to kill you!
"Ah! I admit it! Dragon horns are dragon horns. Anyway, Malfurion also has horns, so it's not considered an alien thing among the night elves."
Galen admitted it.
"Besides this, what else is there? Tell me in advance so I can be mentally prepared."
But Ancagalon smiled meaningfully, "Let Prince Tortheldrin tell you the rest, Great Lord. I'm going to accompany my children for a while."
After speaking, Ancagalon left the hall with Onyxia.
Tsk!
Old thing.
Galen was worried. It's okay for the old thing to become a dragon, and I can become a dragon too, but I can't use the King's Summon every time I transform into a dragon.
That skill is expensive!
Just as Galen was thinking, Prince Tortheldrin and Jess Weaver, with whom Galen had signed a soul contract ten thousand years ago, hurried in.
"Master Galen, have you returned from the Emerald Dream?" Tortheldrin looked delighted, his eyes fixed on the dragon horns on Galen's head.
"Greetings, Great Lord!" Jess was much calmer.
"Alright, stop looking!"
"Great Lord, your demeanor from a thousand years ago is still sung among the night elf clan today."
Tortheldrin quickly offered a flattery.
What does a thousand years ago have to do with me?
"Alright, don't say nice things, I'm more pragmatic. Manage Eldre'Thalas well in the future, and don't waste time on flattering."
Galen's tone was slightly stern, and a trace of the pressure of a demigod was revealed, but it seemed to be very suitable for Tortheldrin.
Could this kid be a submissive?
Unlike Tortheldrin, Jess behind him was shocked. He didn't expect that the Great Lord had reached this level in ten thousand years, and his reverence in his heart was even deeper.
"Tell me about the situation in Eldre'Thalas over the years!"
"Reporting to the Great Lord, Eldre'Thalas had a total population of 300,000 after the end of the War of the Ancients. Over the past ten thousand years, we have encouraged childbirth according to the Great Lord's requirements, but we have only increased the newborn population by 100,000."
"In the subsequent ten thousand years, night elves have constantly chosen to settle in Eldre'Thalas, and now there are 500,000 residents in the city!"
The extra 100,000 came from Un'Goro Crater, the 100,000 huntresses and archers from Galen's base, plus a small number of druids.