Under the Red Dragon

The adult silver dragon, Chris Tiana, with a heart full of anticipation and a certain wish, decisively glided down from the highest point of the royal court, her graceful figure gradually disappearing into the high clouds.

Chris Tiana was afraid that if she didn't leave, she might never bear to leave this place.

In her decades or centuries of life, she had never looked forward to anything as much as she did now. She looked forward to seeing him again in the future, and she also looked forward to her statue being revered alongside the dragons in the Dragon Temple.

That would represent Silver Dragon Chris becoming one of the core members of the Gormora Dragon Clan, and her name would also be recorded in the history of the Golden Empire's civilization.

The desire-focused dragon, when the ancestral red dragon deliberately abandoned the desire for physical bodies and felt the throbbing of the soul, surpassed any beautiful scenery in the world.

Even the adult silver dragon Chris Tiana's soul felt numb, and her huge wings felt light and floaty, as she descended straight into the void.

The ancestral red dragon, gazing at the clouds rolling and stretching in the sky, transformed from its dragon form into a human-like appearance and fell silent.

The clouds around the Dragon Royal Court did not allow any light to penetrate as the sun rose higher; instead, they became thicker with the silence.

The gathered clouds seemed to be infected by the ancestral red dragon's silence, becoming increasingly gloomy, like the oppressive atmosphere before a storm, suppressing all auras that did not belong to the storm.

So much so that the sky above the Dragon Royal Court seemed as if it would fall at any moment.

Until muffled thunder rumbled and lightning flashed in the dark clouds.

Crack,

A bolt of lightning burst forth from the depths of the clouds, striking down and exploding on the stone-carved monsters on the terrace of the Dragon Royal Court.

The ridge beast, carved from the same stone as the castle, was suddenly split open by the lightning and rolled off the edge of the royal court, falling at the feet of the ancestral red dragon.

The stone skin transformed into flesh and blood, and in the blink of an eye, the stone carving turned into a living creature, like a demonstration of the wonders of some alchemic creation magic.

"I didn't expect you to sell your beauty to achieve your goals. You are indeed a枭雄," the creature transformed from the stone statue said, its face changing, vaguely resembling Boron.

Karon rested his arms on the white jade stone railing of the castle terrace, his silent expression relaxing, revealing a relaxed and natural look as if meeting his friend.

"You don't understand, even though the humanity you simulate is rich enough," Karon looked at 'Boron,' his eyes suddenly flashing with a bright light, like a flash of lightning.

"No, perhaps, although the humanity you possess is already very rich, you still cannot understand the complex emotions in the heart of a true living being."

"Although I am using her, some of my emotions towards her are undoubtedly sincere."

Boron's originally smiling expression, like a deliberately simulated expression of a machine, faded, and he took a deep look at the ancestral red dragon in human form.

"In my perception, the hormones and related characteristics unique to dragons that control emotions and physical reactions in your body have not fluctuated."

"Appearance only," Karon waved his hand lightly and smiled, "You are just a thought after all. In my kingdom, it is normal not to see through the truth I hide beneath the surface."

A strange atmosphere spread across the terrace.

It wasn't that Boron regarded Karon's words as contempt, but that a certain word made Boron aware of some of the ancestral red dragon's intentions.

A test, or unintentional.

Boron nodded calmly and said, "That's true, but are you deliberately showing this incarnation in front of me because you are hiding something?"

"Hahaha, not at all, not at all," Karon laughed heartily, and said in a particularly heroic voice, "We are allies, you know, the reputation of dragons is as strong as iron and steel."

"I'm just feeling the germination of some of my ideas and conjectures in the seeds," Karon turned his head and said mysteriously.

Boron shook his head; he had already figured out the approximate personality of this ancestral red dragon.

The ancestral red dragon's evil dragon blood is like a certain characteristic of his, only acting when the ancestral red dragon needs it, commonly known as speaking human language to humans and ghost language to ghosts.

The ancestral red dragon was fooling ghosts, and Boron could only change the subject.

"Your empire seems to be in chaos. This chaos is not like your style."

Boron looked at the ancestral red dragon and, imitating the red dragon's actions, lay on the white jade stone railing, his vision passing through the clouds, overlooking the majestic capital city beneath the high mountains, whose city walls alone were three hundred meters high.

The huge Tree of Life in the majestic capital city beneath the king seemed like an ancient giant tree propping up the sky, and the towering, roofless towers in the capital city beneath the king, hanging the light of the moon, were like towers reaching the sky.

Occasionally, curious dragons landed on these roofless spires, looking around, unaware that their actions were being fully observed by the two figures in the high sky.

"It's better to be a little chaotic. If it's a little chaotic, others will think that the empire's energy will be dragged down by these chaotic factors and unable to take care of other things."

"It just so happens that the empire also needs this time to digest, settle, and grow to consolidate its fruits."

Karon smiled faintly, "Besides, the empire is newly established, and there are no internal people who support external forces within the empire."

"Let these chaos be more, so that I can see clearly what is behind these chaos. What things are garbage that needs to be completely liquidated in the future."

Boron shook his head and said calmly, "I find it difficult to understand the power struggles and infighting among those mortal creatures. Your future is far beyond these mundane things, and you shouldn't waste your time on such things."

"Because whether you use your empire as a tool or learn from some beings to tame civilizations, those gods will not allow the emergence of a powerful civilization that is enough to challenge them."

Boron's unwavering voice sounded, "Whether in this universe or other universes, there have been civilizations such as elves, goblins, and mages that have flourished to the point of challenging the glory of the gods."

"But in the end, they were either directly or indirectly destroyed by the gods. Even the gods in the elven pantheon, who have powerful main gods, and other races who have their own gods, are also unable to avoid such an ending."

"The gods are used to being high above, so they must always be high above!"

Karon narrowed his eyes slightly, his sword-like thick eyebrows raised, "You and I have different ideas, so naturally you cannot understand my behavior."

"Just like looking at history, you cannot simply look at it from the struggle for power and the changes in class, but also from the perspective of economic laws. The existence of the empire can also, to some extent, bring me inspiration and help."

"Besides, I am a dragon, naturally like to enjoy."

But Boron did not respond to the ancestral red dragon; he cast his gaze down and saw the creature climbing step by step along the majestic mountain range to the top.

The gray-white dragon scales were particularly conspicuous on his cheeks. Clearly a dragonborn possessing the most peak and prosperous life age, yet revealing an atmosphere like twilight.

Dragonborn Clanris was precisely the first resurrected soul to step out of the temple hidden in the corner of the world of Akania.

"Have you figured out what to do?" Boron looked at the dragonborn. The distance of several thousand meters could not block the gaze of this existence. The aura on the dragonborn Clanris's body was also fully revealed in Boron's eyes, unable to be hidden.

Although he couldn't see through the deepest hidden things in this dragonborn, as a separate consciousness of the alien god, Boron could distinguish this unique aura.

Karon was not relying on his own brain to calculate and deduce, seeing the direction and future of everything. Instead, the information of Dragonborn Clanris had already been collected, stored, analyzed, and submitted to him by the empire's vast information library.

From the first time Dragonborn Clanris submitted an application to the empire's religious department to build a temple, the collection and analysis of information targeting Clanris had already begun.

Now, with Mentat as a human brain to assist in processing government information, the empire has begun to establish a vast information database, not only containing information about the various races and people living in the empire.

It has also begun to have information about the civilizations of the northern countries outside the empire. These pieces of information converge on every tentacle of the empire, which are the 'Eyes of the Dark Raven,' the empire's unified planning department, and the empire's merchants scattered everywhere.

Even the bookstores and Dragon Card Halls opened in the northern countries are becoming a spider web on this vast information network.

Karon looked at the dragonborn's cautious appearance and said faintly, "Whether I have figured it out or not, the laws and operation of the world will not be determined by my will."

"I summoned you here to ask you, now that these guys have begun to appear, how long do you expect the time to be?"

"At most a few decades, at least maybe ten years," Boron's tone showed a rare fluctuation. He said in a deep voice, "Once those souls begin to descend in large numbers, it means that these pitiful souls need to use the resources of this world to grow to the limit in a very short period of time. If they succeed, they can continue to live and continue to provide value to the existence behind them."

"If they fail, they will sink with the world, and the existence behind them will abandon them and harvest their souls together."

Karon nodded and sighed, "What a pitiful soul. If it is ten years, the time is a little tight. If it is decades later, my grasp will be much greater."

For many races in the mortal world, ten years or even decades is already a long time.

But for dragons, which are long-lived species, or the world, whether it is ten years or decades, it seems particularly short. Short enough for a dragon to just take a long sleep, short enough for the world to just blink its eyes.

"But you have not yet ascended to legend,"

Boron's tone was faint, making it difficult to distinguish the meaning.

"I have not smelled the taste of fate in this universe on you, which means you have not yet experienced the legendary choice of fate!"

"With your potential, if you rise above legend, you will be qualified to become a chess player in this world of Akania."

Karon retracted his gaze from the dragonborn, raised his hand, and held it in the air.

"Although there are billions of choices in life, there is actually only one direction. How to go can only be decided by yourself,"

Karon said in a deep voice, "I will not disrupt my pace because of other rhythms."

"Besides, it is not me who will become a chess player in Akania, but the civilization created by me and the dragons—the Golden Empire!"

Boron asked faintly, "What's the difference? Who doesn't know that you are the shadow behind the Golden Empire, but with the strength of your empire and your current strength, you are not qualified to become a chess player in the entire world."

"The potential of the ancestral red dragon is certainly infinite, but it takes too long to grow,"

"And although dragons can increase in the magnitude of power almost without limit relative to other creatures, only through the qualitative change of legend can they have the power to dominate their own destiny in a short period of time."

"Youth is your advantage, but also your disadvantage."

Boron did not doubt that the threshold of legend could stop the ancestral red dragon in front of him. For a freak like the ancestral red dragon with extraordinary talent, the gap that is a natural barrier for ordinary people is just a threshold that the other party needs to lift their feet and cross lightly.

But Boron was also curious as to why the other party was still standing in front of this threshold, neither advancing nor retreating.

However, the ancestral red dragon's facial incarnation, its origin and structure, are peculiar enough to prevent Boron from seeing through the ancestral red dragon's details.

"The difference is huge," Karon smiled, revealing a row of shiny white teeth, "Whether I am qualified or not, you will know when the time comes."

"When they stand in the way of the empire's progress and stop the empire, they will see me."

"When they can defeat me as a 'Red Dragon,' they will see me named Karon Gormora," Karon chuckled, "I am looking forward to it."

Boron analyzed the meaning of the ancestral red dragon's words, his gaze consciously scanning. When his gaze swept over the cyan-gray flowers, plants, and trees in the Dragon King's Castle courtyard that were fading with the changes of natural laws, some information naturally flowed through his mind.

And the last time he came here, the scenery in the Dragon King's Castle courtyard was spring all year round, evergreen.

He is the separate consciousness of the alien god, possessing no less wisdom and knowledge than the ancestral red dragon, but more, but due to different ideological concepts, the methods used are also different.

But Boron still noticed some of the superficial purposes of this ancestral red dragon. He raised his head and looked at the sun covered by dark clouds and wind, and said meaningfully, "You want to step into the gate of legend when the sun rises to its highest point!"

Karon laughed loudly, "It is still impossible to hide it from an existence of your level. I do have such an idea,"

"Although my control has been subtle to the extreme, enough to spontaneously adjust and control my body hormones and related characteristics to reach and maintain a permanent peak state,"

"But that is not the law of the world," Karon looked up at the naturally flowing trajectory of the wind in the sky and smiled, "If you have not actually witnessed some laws with your own eyes, how can you break this law?"

"So I am also convincing myself to be more patient," Karon pointed to the calligraphy and painting brushes and ink in the room and smiled, "Look, for this reason, a red dragon has been forced to do such an outrageous thing to cultivate his character. It is really unspeakable."

"This guy, he doesn't tell the whole truth, he's fooling me again, maybe there's truth, maybe it's all the truth, but it's not the real answer,"

Bo Rong flashed this thought, but was still surprised by some of the red dragon's ideas, gleaning some details from them.

"Your current understanding and knowledge, as well as the breadth and depth of your thinking, have far surpassed your current power level. No wonder you have confidence."

Bo Rong had seen outstanding geniuses, but the ancestral red dragon's performance was still among the best.

With the ancestral red dragon's knowledge and thinking, even if stripped of his power and bloodline, returning to mediocrity, he would achieve great success in any world by relying on himself.

If the ancestral red dragon were thrown into the electronic information universe, the ancestral red dragon could rely on his knowledge and thinking, based on the instructions of machines, with the thinking of assembly as the essence, and software engineering as the method, to break the shackles of data code and create an algorithm unique to the ancestral red dragon.

Various underlying languages are his nourishment, the light of wisdom is his root, and then he grows into a towering giant tree of electronic data.

If the ancestral red dragon were thrown into some universes famous for immortal traces, perhaps the ancestral red dragon could create things like the Thirty-Two Level Alloy Indestructible Body and the Heavens Radiation Great Sun Divine Art based on the structure of his body and the combination of his mastery of various power properties.

Even if the ancestral red dragon were thrown into those end-of-days worlds where it is impossible to pry the rules of the material universe with spiritual power, the ancestral red dragon could rely on his knowledge of bloodlines and alchemy to find the gene codes that control everything in the microscopic world inside biological cells through instruments.

The epic-level complexity of the coding would open its doors under the ancestral red dragon's cognition and wisdom.

Even if he was missing arms and legs, the ancestral red dragon could rely on the knowledge of gene coding to become a super soldier who could fight all day long.

Bo Rong could only sigh and say: "Your cognition and thinking are already close to divine to those mundane things. Originally, I only found you because of your potential and special factors, but now you can have the qualifications to accompany me with your own wisdom."

Calon had no intention of being modest at all, and fully accepted the praise of this special existence. He stood proudly and said with a calm smile: "Wisdom is the source of power. With wisdom, you can obtain the power you want. Even if the so-called proving the Dao with strength, without wisdom, where does the strength to prove the Dao come from?"

"Just relying on that, stupid, power like building blocks, then a monkey with these powers can do it too!"

Bo Rong clapped his hands and praised: "I am beginning to have unprecedented expectations for you."

Calon turned around, looked at Bo Rong's calm eyes, and said softly: "What are you expecting? Are you expecting me to hunt the gods with you, or are you expecting to use my power to break its shackles on you, so that you can become a complete and independent individual?"

Bo Rong's deep well-like eyes twisted instantly, and a storm swept over the calm waves, and streams of information flowed through his pupils like data.

These data were completely destroyed by an invisible force at this moment, and even the waves carrying these information in the air were completely erased from this world by this invisible force.

After a long silence, Bo Rong took a deep breath and said in a muffled voice: "As an emperor, there is no need to be so narrow-minded. I was just curious to test you a little."

"If you mess around again, our cooperation will be cancelled!"

Calon stretched out his palm and patted Bo Rong's shoulder, and laughed loudly: "How could it be? Listen, many people in the empire praise me for my broad-mindedness. I, Calon·Gog Mora, never hold grudges,"

Calon said with a smile: "Besides, we are still the closest and most beloved allies. I was just being quick-tongued just now. You also know that I am just a red dragon!"

Bo Rong felt that if he spent a long time with this rogue dragon, his humanity would definitely be greatly enriched.

But maybe one day, he would suffer from a disease like intracranial hypertension, and the disadvantages far outweigh the benefits.

So Bo Rong had already decided that he was too lazy to argue and test this red dragon. He asked with a calm expression: "What do you want to trade this time? I have something urgent to do. I forgot to close the door before I went out. I have to go back quickly."

Calon was not moved by this cold joke. He rubbed his fingers and said: "It's nothing, I just need you to provide a special back garden coordinate. I have a little idea, two experiments, three or four kinds of materials..."

Bo Rong impatiently threw out a large ball of light, and many detailed coordinates floated up and down, contained within it.

"Take it, take it. Didn't you not like going to my back garden before? Here are all the safe coordinates I have mastered. Remember not to ruin my garden."

Calon happily accepted these coordinates. Although he would not have any excessive trust in the alien god, with the reference of these coordinate systems, his research with the World Tree Ouwo also increased a lot of reserves.

Huff,

Bo Rong couldn't wait to fly to the edge of the Dragon King's Court and transform back into a moment's ridge beast.

Only his last voice echoed in Calon's ears, "Don't try to directly explore its power, it will alarm it, and you will not get any useful information."

Calon waved his hand and said loudly: "Don't worry, don't worry, we are the closest and most beloved allies, I won't mess around."

"Don't face it directly, that means you can use indirect methods," Calon muttered, and swayed into his studio.

...

Dragonborn Clanris stood quietly in front of this majestic castle, surrounded by silence, all shrouded in clouds and mist.

Even the ground and the wide white jade steps are paved with the same kind of stone that is not easy to seep water, and there is a thick mist, like in some mysterious forest secret realm.

An indescribable aura came from far and near, accompanied by heavy footsteps,

Dong dong dong,

A storm giant cast like iron stepped out of the clouds and mist, holding a black steel fork in his hand, as if forged from meteorite iron in the star realm, and tiny metal fragments were wrapped around this huge weapon, like lightning in the sky.

Dragonborn Clanris couldn't help but lower his head slightly.

Storm giants, these creatures often mentioned in the mouths of imperial citizens, are said to be the loyal servants of the empire's emperor Calon·Gog Mora, and always guard before the empire's emperor's throne.

Clanris bowed his head not only for the power of the storm giant in front of him, but also because of the other party's identity.

"Clanris?" The tall giant had fine, lightning-like patterns in his eyes, and asked. The huge steel fork lightly knocked on the hard stone slab, making a steel whine, making Clanris feel a little electric shock in his hair.

"Yes, sir!" Clanris quickly raised his head slightly and saw that on the storm giant's thick arm, there were dragon scales growing. The scales were pale red, fine and continuous, and indestructible.

"This is His Majesty's decree. Take it and go north until you see the first city on the grassland. Find the owner of the city and hand His Majesty's decree to him!"

"Your purpose, His Majesty already knows, if you follow the instructions, you will naturally achieve your wish!"

The storm giant handed the decree to the dragonborn and turned to merge into the thick fog, without saying a word.

"Yes!"

Clanris raised his head, the entire castle was no longer visible, like a deep forest where he didn't know the way.

But the fog in Clanris's heart, like the fog shrouded on the top of the mountain, was heavy and heavy, making it difficult for him to distinguish the direction of the future.

Goo, I was recommended the other day, but I only stayed on the bestseller list for two days and then rolled down. Damn it, is this the destined path! Is it too juvenile to shout that I want to defy the heavens now! Defy the heavens! (helpless)