Garen thought of the Duke of Thorns, who was just a mortal with no power, but could talk and laugh happily without showing any fear when facing him, and was more calm and composed than a group of warriors and spellcasters.

"After more than two hundred years, the Grand Duke of Thorns should now only have a withered skeleton left."

Looking back on it now, Garen feels like everything still seems like yesterday.

However, in his vision, a mere two hundred years was enough to accommodate the rough and bumpy life of many creatures.

After watching quietly for a few minutes, without disturbing the peace of the city, the silver dragon left quietly and silently like a gust of wind.

Afterwards, Garen successively visited the Wasteland of Bones, Dimo, the Holy See of Light and other places he had been to before.

The Bone Wasteland has been completely purified. The aura of death that originally obscured the sky no longer exists, and the barren and withered land has regained its vitality.

Timo, whose vitality was seriously damaged due to the war and the raging lich, failed to recover after more than two hundred years. He was divided and annexed by other countries, and was completely reduced to the past tense. However, the Holy See of Light still stood silently in the new world.

Within the national city, it still retains its transcendent theocratic status.

Garen also went to Metal Dragon Island.

There are not many real dragons living in Noah's Continent today, and the number of dragons in Metal Dragon Island is several times less than before.

Because when the planet Kara was opened, most of the true dragons migrated away.

Besides, a small place like Noah's Continent is really not suitable for real dragons to fly.

However, there is an old friend of Garen in the Metal Dragon Island, which is now much withered.

The elderly female silver dragon was sitting quietly on the pale golden beach on the edge of Dragon Island, watching a group of small metal dragons playing and playing on the beach. Under the moonlight, her expression was quiet and elegant.

Luna, the silver dragon, has passed through the adult dragon stage and is now an old dragon.

Facing the moonlight, Luna felt as if some creature was watching her quietly.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her head.

A pair of platinum eyes came into view.

"Long time no see, Luna."

Garen revealed his figure and said.

Luna was stunned for a moment, then showed a faint smile and said: "In fact, it hasn't been that long, it's just a short period of more than a hundred years. The sea is still a sea, and there is no change."

"By the way, if you don't sit in the Dragon Court, how can you have time to control the material world?"

Even though Garen's status in the dragon clan was already frighteningly high, Luna's attitude was still calm, as if she were facing an old friend, and she didn't show a reserved reaction, which made Garen feel very comfortable.

As the saying goes, it's always cold at high places. When facing his old friend, Garen didn't want to see the awe in his eyes.

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