Under the Red Dragon

"This place was once destroyed,"

The front end of the floating island that broke through the void and the world's barriers, and the root tentacles of the World Tree Ouwo began to gradually appear in the faint spatial ripples. Several true dragons with flamboyant wings and claws looked down at this ruined land.

Beside the huge body of the Ancestral Red Dragon, lords of various colors were lined up on both sides, ferocious and fierce. Bursts of violent aura rose into the sky and gradually spread to the world of ice and fire.

Behind these dragons were the elite soldiers of the Golden Empire's legions, with their aura rising, and the solemn spellcaster legions standing by. The dragon flags fluttered, and the native legions of the Golden Empire began to descend upon this world.

Next to the lined-up teams of legion soldiers, there were also small interstellar battleships arranged on the open space of the floating island.

Five hundred Fremen warriors, wearing combat suits, were observing the appearance of this newly arrived world through the projections of the mages under the leadership of Stilgar. A golden lion battle flag embroidered with the Dragon's Eye was waving in their legion.

With the secret support of the Golden Empire, it only took half a month for Paul Atreides, the Messiah warrior of the Ancestral Red Dragon, to wipe out all the opposing forces on the Dune Planet and occupy the entire Dune Planet.

After establishing a hyperspace beacon spanning infinite planes, the Ancestral Red Dragon and the dragon lords drove the floating island, left that universe along the golden passage.

However, the fanatical Fremen, who believed in the Ancestral Red Dragon and the dragon lords, produced many extremely fanatical warriors who wanted to follow in the footsteps of their believed masters and embark on the journey and conquest of other worlds.

But the war in the universe had just begun, and Kalon did not need the power of these Fremen for the time being.

However, at the suggestion of Paul Atreides, Kalon agreed to select five hundred warriors from the millions of Fremen warriors to be the emperor's guards, the warriors under the throne, to follow him on a new journey.

These Fremen were the Golden Lion Legion of the Dragon Emperor, known as the Holy Fremen Warriors.

"I feel that there is an extremely strong radiation force in this place. Perhaps this place has suffered the same atomic weapon strike as in the Dune universe,"

The green dragon Antagena's vertical pupils flashed with inspiration. After the intake of spice, these dragons became not only smarter, but also the experience of the world made them have a completely different temperament from other dragons who were nesting in their nests.

Even though there are many knowledge outside the native world in the dragon's inheritance, it is not as much as the personal experience that can change creatures.

The white dragon Gomer nodded his huge and hideous head, scanning the world that was destined to succumb under the dragon's claws.

All areas within sight were bathed in semi-permanent darkness. Even on the brightest days of this summer, the sun in the sky would be obscured by the ashes in the air.

The ash river flowing through this area glowed faintly green in the darkness. The fish that could survive inside were deformed, blindly distorted, and poisonous. The land covered with ghost grass was barren and dry. Except for ghost grass, no plants could grow.

The destructive radiation force filled in this place has not subsided after countless years, and even the demons in the distant sky that the dragons saw, regarded this abandoned city as a forbidden area.

Even those demons born from the abyss plane did not have the idea of stepping into the depths of this area.

Fortunately, countless tall energy-absorbing devices provide a magical barrier covering the entire island to protect the legion soldiers on the island, isolating the influence of these radiation forces, otherwise those low-level spellcasters may be affected by this powerful radiation.

However, the impact of this radiation has no harm to the dragons, but staying in this environment for a long time, the dragons may also produce their own relative mutations due to absorbing this power, so as to control the power of this radiation. After all, dragons are one of the creatures that are most adaptable to the environment.

In Kalon's knowledge, there is also a mutated dragon species called radiation dragon, but this dragon species is rare, as rare as the Time Dragon.

"I don't know how Rosani is now. I hope he hasn't been killed by the demons," the red dragon Kleinaya, who has always despised the behavior and dragon character of the black dragon Rosani, suddenly said.

As the floating island gradually revealed itself, the demons in the distant sky began to notice it and gathered towards it.

However, those demons did not approach here, but hovered in the distant sky, staring closely at the traces of the floating island with malicious eyes.

The floating island gradually converged with the reality of the world, completely revealing its traces, and driven by the guidance of the World Tree Ouwo's roots and the energy provided by the energy-absorbing device, it left this shadow land.

This place was despised by the demons and is not suitable as a base for the legion to descend.

"Rosani is still alive, I can sense it,"

Kalon looked at the cliffs passing by under his feet, gradually corroded by the abyssal death air carried by the endless demons, and the breath overflowing from the plane channel, gradually becoming like the abyss plane, with cracks and death air emerging everywhere, and has begun to become a desperate situation for living beings.

Although Valyria Peninsula is almost the distance of the entire continent from here, the black dragon Rosani and the Ancestral Red Dragon's Sword not only have the existence of psychic link, but also the initial creation of spiritual secondary authority, allowing him to perceive the other's life and death.

Now Kalon, with his perception released, is enough to easily sweep the distance of thousands of miles. Within this range of thousands of miles, the unique chaos and destruction of the demons has occupied all the space in the world.

There is no aura that does not belong to the demons alive in this world, and the endless abyssal death air has enveloped this world.

But beyond the Ancestral Red Dragon's perception distance, in the endless distant land of this continent, there is an aura rising into the sky, standing like the sky.

Even if these dragons and spellcasters are not able to perceive it, they can still perceive that the aura is suppressing the entire world, just like looking at a high mountain touching the sky from the horizon, unable to perceive it by themselves, but still able to see it.

This aura is so amazing, destructive and brutal, like eating the entire world, bringing a strong mental oppression to all living beings that do not belong to the demons. As long as you actively observe it, you will be instinctively suppressed.

But for those with lower strength, it is difficult to perceive the existence of this aura, because their weak mental power cannot observe the existence of the other party.

Only the Ancestral Red Dragon and the Saint Realm Archmage Lapps felt this invisible pressure.

"This is a great demon of the demon lord level, who can have such terrible power, Kalon,"

The Saint Realm Archmage Lapps walked up with a heavy face. With the help of spice, this Saint Realm Archmage is only one step away from the legendary rank.

But leaping to legend requires not only strength as a foundation, but also a special opportunity. Even if Lapps's current strength is several times greater than his original self, he is still wandering back and forth in front of the gate of legend.

In the crimson pupils of the Ancestral Red Dragon, a dark golden vertical pupil was like a golden thread. The information infected by the countless demon auras in this world was collected by him in order to analyze and judge the identity and strength of that powerful demon.

However, the auras existing in the surrounding world were densely intertwined, and countless high-level demons were clearly revealed in the Red Dragon's eyes, but there was no information about that great demon. Obviously, the other party possessed some kind of ability to isolate the information of his existence.

So Kalon nodded slightly, and the deep dragon voice sounded, "It is indeed a powerful enemy, perhaps much stronger than the plane god of this plane."

The cold and thorny faces of the dragon lords became solemn. The evaluation of the Ancestral Red Dragon was enough to make these dragons, whose strength had increased and were more proud, increase their vigilance.

The white-haired mage Lapps saw that the Ancestral Red Dragon was not arrogant and conceited, and then he relaxed and said with a smile: "But with our strength, we may not lose to this demon, but we should currently block those demon plane channels, and it is best to directly destroy the plane channels,"

"Losing the plane channel, the demon reinforcements cannot descend, we can eliminate these demons one by one, the great demon loses the power transmission of the plane channel, it is difficult to replenish its own power consumption, we can encircle and kill him here."

Kalon's fangs lit up, and he smiled slowly: "This method is good,"

The floating island also slowly stopped at this time. On the towering cliffs, there were countless gloomy and terrifying caves.

In legends, there are magic dragons, devils, and even more terrible creatures nesting here. At this moment, these gloomy and terrifying caves are drilling out ugly and terrifying demons. These enemies of all living beings are indeed more terrible than dragons and devils.

In the depths of a huge cave, there is gurgling abyssal death air emerging. In the perception of the Ancestral Red Dragon, it is connected to another plane.

So he turned his head and said to the dragons who had been waiting for a long time: "Go, this is your battlefield, turn your inflated strength into the steps of the future, and need the tempering of battle."

The dragons nodded, raised their claws and heads, their scales were dense, and their fierce light was revealed.

Bang bang bang,

The outer demons covered the sky, densely packed, without seeing the sun, and rushed up the moment the floating island floated out of the shadow land.

"Kill these dragons,"

"Extract the souls of these humans,"

"Eat them, enslave them, kill them!"

The middle-level demons roared, the low-level demons howled, and rushed forward one after another, hitting the extremely solid magic barrier, and the solid barrier shield shook, rippling with layers of ripples.

There were also thousands of demons directly pounced on the top of the magic barrier, their ferocious faces lying on the barrier shield, threatening and biting the barrier at the living beings on the floating island, making the core energy of the floating island also quickly consumed.

The number of demons in the sky was so large that the entire floating island sank by ten meters.

The soldiers and spellcasters of the empire were calm, but the Golden Lion Legion soldiers who had never seen such a situation were a little pale.

"Is this a demon? What a blasphemy, how dare they attack the seat of the God Emperor,"

"It's terrible, how can these demons be creatures that mortals can fight against,"

"Don't panic," Stilgar's face sank, he shouted loudly, "We are the holy warriors under the throne, those demons are just uglier and more fierce, you dare to rush to the main guns of the ship, are you still afraid of these ugly blasphemous evils."

"Daring to attack the majesty of the throne is a great blasphemy,"

Stilgar's words worked. The former leader of the northern tribe instantly aroused the warlike heart of these Golden Lion Legion soldiers. Together with Stilgar, they boarded small interstellar spacecraft, waiting for orders.

"These damn hybrids, this should have been the garden of the empire, the resources of the empire,"

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The young high-level mage Sachro raised his staff. As the highest leader of the spellcaster legion, his strength was not as good as the Saint Realm Archmage Lapps, but he managed all the spellcasters and had a very high status and power.

"All levels of mages pay attention, everyone has it, cluster casting, sweep the demons!"

Sachro got the permission of the Ancestral Red Dragon and began to distribute command.

The commander of the low-level mages raised his staff and shouted loudly: "Spell preparation - scorching ray!"

Eight hundred mages of the spellcaster legion raised their staffs at the same time. Under the telepathic casting, the spell model was intertwined extremely quickly, and a huge amount of magic was drawn.

Two thousand four hundred rays of fire, centered on the floating island, cut across in all directions like laser sweeps.

The dense two thousand four hundred rays of fire cooperated with each other, covering every inch of space. Under the calculated casting of the spellcasters, no demon could escape this fire net.

One low-level demon after another screamed and was swept by the fire line, falling like rain, and the demons burned by the flames emitted black smoke, rolling up and blocking all the views of the floating island.

The commander of the middle-level mages raised his staff and shouted loudly: "Everyone has it, spell preparation - wall of fire!"

One hundred and twenty middle-level mages raised the amplified staffs made of branches of the Tree of Life and began to chant spells and outline spell models.

Walls of fire, twenty meters long, six meters wide, and half a meter thick, began to appear around the entire floating island on the left, right, and above.

Magic surged, and walls of fire neatly covered the sky, forming a huge flame dome, pushing outward centered on the floating island.

The middle-level mages released the restraints of their spirits, allowing the walls of fire to burn the rolling black smoke and the demons that rushed up again, instantly clearing the view of the floating island that was originally covered by demons.

Only middle-level demons could survive this round of spell strikes, but they also howled and retreated into the distance.

High-level demons, as the commanders of the demon legion, were still watching from a distance.

These high-level demons all have the strength to fight against ordinary young dragons and kill dragons, and are also smarter, and did not rashly join the battlefield.

High-level demons such as the judgment demon and the berserker demon are enough to have the strength to fight against ordinary young dragons.

Some powerful powerful demon races, such as Balor flame demons and six-armed snake demons, when they grow up, are enough to gain the strength to fight against old dragons and extremely old dragons.

This level of demons, although they cannot become demon lords, can also become a small lord, which is equivalent to the strength of the peak of the holy rank in the human strength system.

Only those demons who reach the level of Legend can dominate some planes and become Demon Lords, possessing the strength to contend with ordinary Ancient Dragons and Dracoliches.

More powerful Demon Lords have a vast range of strength; the most outstanding among them can even fight Time Dragons and God Dragons, such as Pazuzu and Demogorgon in the Abyss.

Those high-level demons, theoretically, also possess the potential to grow into powerful Demon Lords, so although they are influenced by chaos like most demons, they are by no means foolish.

The aura of other dragons, although powerful enough, was not taken seriously by these demons.

However, the naturally existing aura of the Ancestral Red Dragon, even before it bloomed, was already as imposing as a prison. In the perception of the dozen or so high-level demons, it was as unfathomable as another Demon Lord, making them unwilling to attack the floating island easily.

They were merely using the boundless low-level demons, driving these cannon fodder demons whose minds were easily manipulated by chaos, to exhaust the power of the floating island, waiting for these people to reveal weaknesses.

Moreover, against a mage legion of this scale, even high-level demons rushing in rashly would undoubtedly die in the torrent of spells.

These spellcasters are currently just clearing the field with the habits of legion warfare, so some mid-level demons can survive the spell bombardment. If the enemy concentrated their power, not to mention mid-level demons, even ordinary demon minor lords could not withstand the bombardment of the mage legion.

Especially the sixteen high-level mages on the floating island, unlike the mid-level and low-level mages who need to master common legion-level spells, high-level mages have considerable autonomy on the battlefield.

One high-level mage used a staff made from the Tree of Life to amplify the effect, using fist-sized amber as a material for amplifying spellcasting, chanting spells, and summoning chain lightning.

A blazing lightning bolt shot out, passing directly through the body of a demon, instantly melting the internal organs of that demon with a goat head and bat wings.

But the blazing electric light did not dissipate after destroying this demon; instead, it shot out from the demon's body again, turning into three smaller lightning bolts, leaping towards other demons around, knocking down three other unprepared demons.

Another high-level mage waved his staff, consuming a large lodestone, and shot out a thin green ray, directly at a demon wielding a double-headed halberd made of abyssal iron ore.

This mid-level demon was hiding among the low-level demons and had not yet realized that it had been singled out by the high-level mage. Before it could dodge this thin green ray, its entire lizard-like body, along with its weapon, was disintegrated by the mage's Disintegrate spell, turning into a cloud of dust.

One by one, demons who escaped the spell torrent cleansing of the spellcaster legion began to be singled out and killed by the high-level mages on the floating island.

A dazzling light shot out from the island, forming a linear area two meters wide and twenty meters long, plunging all the demons within this light-covered area into a state of blindness, causing the demons to fall one after another. This was a Sunbeam.

There was also a wall of thorns sufficient to pierce the tough bodies of demons, sweeping across the sky, the jagged thorns on the edges covered with low-level demons.

There were also Delayed Blast Fireballs released by high-level mages, swaying and floating in the air, scaring a group of demons into fleeing in all directions.

But this fireball did not cause any damage, causing these demons' chaotic minds to drive them to forget the danger and re-surround.

However, the power of the Delayed Blast Fireball could only be maximized at the instant before the spell effect ended.

So the insidious mage smiled and catalyzed his spell, and the exploding fireball detonated in the air, sweeping away the demons within hundreds of meters.

When the mage legion swept away the flying demons in the sky wave after wave, killing them so that the demons no longer dared to approach and charge at will, several dragon lords spread their wings and rushed out of the magic barrier of the floating island with a bang.

"Attack, attack, kill these evil things that dare to desecrate the great dragons, destroy them!"

The Dragon's Golden Lion Legion began to howl, driving small starships into the air, following the serving dragons, and joining the war.