Under the Red Dragon

The mist in the sky suddenly swirled open, and the half-dragon creatures, beasts, and monsters drinking from the lake howled and scattered.

Bang!

Ragnar, the King of the Frost Giants, fell into the turquoise lake in a manner utterly unbecoming of his status, sending up a splash of water dozens of meters high.

The silt at the bottom of the lake instantly churned, dyeing the center of the clear lake surface into a mixed color.

Crack, crack,

A series of bubbles were instantly frozen by the spreading frost, along with the lake water, and the towering body of the Frost Giant Ragnar arched through the layers of ice, reappearing.

Pale blue ice flowers bloomed under the feet of this frost giant, blossoming upon landing, and the trail of frost represented that the bloodline power of this frost giant had erupted to its peak state.

The legendary battle axe in Ragnar's hand, Skull Roarer, also glowed with a dark blue light, like the most essential mountain essence in a glacier frozen for millions of years.

Thump, thump, thump,

Heavy footsteps came, and the clouds in the sky were easily stirred by the erupting will of the ancestral red dragon.

The massive dragon body that landed in front of the frost giant crushed the hard ground into deep pits, and the instinctive perception made Ragnar feel a fierce and terrifying aura rushing towards him.

This aura was like it wanted to devour everything around it.

The ancestral red dragon was now nearly thirty meters long from head to tail, a complete behemoth.

From the perspective of simple power, before involving changes at the level of rules, the stronger a creature's body, the more powerful the pure physical strength the creature possesses.

Even above the rules, this simple view does not change.

But the body of the frost giant was not weaker than that of the ancestral red dragon, so Ragnar could not believe that he could not even block the opponent's attack.

Strength comes not only from bloodlines but also from the muscles and bones of these creatures.

The structure of muscle exertion and the knack of coordinated operation of bones and various parts of the body are not considered profound skills in the eyes of creatures at this level.

Even if Ragnar's own skills in this area were inferior to those of the ancestral red dragon, it would not cause such a huge gap.

"Could it be that the blood of the ancestral dragon king is so much stronger than the blood of the frost giant that it is an unstoppable difference?" the frost giant roared, "I don't believe it!"

The violent aura soared, and the gale made the eyes of the little fairies in the sky unable to open. Their wings flapped repeatedly, and they flew high into the sky to stabilize their bodies.

Ragnar trampled on the frost and came, and the animal skin skirt fluttered in the wind, as if the battle flag of the frost giant tribe was flying.

Ice blue flowed in his pupils, and before he arrived, the offensive had already enveloped all areas around the ancestral red dragon.

The ice splattered by the huge feet was splashed into the turbulent air waves, and the huge battle axe fell straight down.

The ancestral red dragon's body is now twelve meters high just by standing naturally on its limbs. Although it is lower than the frost giant, the strong hind limbs of this red dragon have bulging muscles, squeezing away the scales on its legs.

Thousands of tons of weight were completely borne by a pair of hind limbs at this moment, and the thick dragon tail was placed on the ground, becoming the third point of support, automatically adjusting the body's center of gravity.

The ancestral red dragon standing upright looked particularly fierce and ferocious, with muscles bulging, and the scales on the forelimbs opened and closed rapidly. The huge dragon claws fell like battle axes in this instant, ignoring the legendary frost giant's battle axe and directly covering the frost giant's head.

Pale blue ice armor covered the frost giant's body, but Ragnar did not think that these ice armors could block the power of the ancestral red dragon.

Ragnar could only give up his offensive, slashing the falling battle axe horizontally, slashing at the terrible dragon claw.

The sound of steel clashing sounded, with the amplification of the frost giant's frost power, the legendary battle axe hit the huge dragon claw and only cut open a layer of fine scales on the claw.

The blade slid across the heart of the claw, sparks flew, and the sound of friction was endless. But the flesh and blood under the protection of the dragon claw scales instantly turned into a color similar to steel in Ragnar's eyes, completely unable to cut into the deeper body.

The muscles and tendons were like a magical alloy made of countless rare magical minerals and metals, with incredible defense and toughness, even more solid than the ice armor on the frost giant's body.

An incredible look appeared in Ragnar's pupils. The huge power could not only fail to break the defense of this ancestral red dragon, but even the other party's posture did not waver.

The moment the huge dragon claw was stuck on the legendary battle axe, the heart of the claw pushed forward, and the huge force pushed the legendary battle axe onto the frost giant's chest.

Bang, bang, bang,

The muscles of the legendary frost giant's arms had already bulged like entangled dragons, and his legs resisted his body one in front of the other, but he still could not resist the brute force of this giant dragon, and he was pushed backward by the giant dragon standing upright.

The huge force made the frost giant's legs draw deep ravines on the ground, directly smashing five or six pavilions made of huge stones before finally stopping.

"Huff,"

A biting chill spewed out from the frost giant's mouth and nose, and the pale blue runes on the ice battle axe were finally activated, and the power that should have been released by the freezing and slowing runes instantly put the ancestral red dragon's body into a state of stagnation.

The frost giant captured this moment of opportunity and roared violently, adjusting the angle of the huge battle axe and slashing diagonally upwards.

The ice-blue sharp substantial blade was dozens of meters long, and the extremely condensed power with a terrifying edge and cold light pierced through the body and slashed at the ancestral red dragon's stagnant body.

The unparalleled giant force directly chopped the ancestral red dragon's huge body away, and the huge dragon claws scratched sparks on the ground, hitting a stone pavilion.

"Damn it, what the hell are you," the frost giant Ragnar cursed, his pupils dilating sharply.

In the crushed dust, the ancestral red dragon, freed from the influence of the legendary weapon, stood proudly, almost unscathed.

The sharpness of the legendary battle axe plus the power of the legendary frost giant only cut open a layer of thick scales in front of the ancestral red dragon's chest, revealing the flesh and blood under the scales like flowing metal liquid.

These metal particle-composed flesh and blood squeezed out the power of the legendary frost giant in an instant, and a huge ice-blue blade of light squeezed out from the ancestral red dragon's muscles and landed on the ground.

The axe light landed, and the top of the mountain was shaking. A ravine hundreds of meters long was easily plowed open under the axe blade, as easily as a hot blade cutting through butter.

But even this extremely condensed power did not hurt the ancestral red dragon's roots and bones. The metal fluid-like muscles in front of the red dragon's chest instantly turned back to the color of flesh and blood. Strong vitality and blood energy burst out in the body, and the wound, along with the broken dragon scales, was rapidly recovering.

In the smoke and dust, two huge pupils lit up, and the huge red dragon stepped out of the gray mist, already restored to its original state.

A deep dragon language sounded, "After the wisdom reaches a certain level, the evolution of the body is just arbitrary. Ragnar, you can't even defeat my pure physical strength, haven't you woken up yet?"

Karon Kogmora's pupils were as bright as bright golden lamps, small red suns, and he said in a deep voice: "In that case, I will let you see what absolute violence brought about by wisdom is."

Karon's fore claws slammed on the earth, and the surface of the earth began to roll and vibrate. Strips of metal minerals turned into fluid and gathered between the red dragon's fingers and claws, instantly solidifying into a metal giant pillar ten meters thick and twenty meters long.

Countless colors of metal flashed dazzling luster on this huge metal pillar, and then this metal pillar was picked up by the ancestral red dragon's claws.

Like the ancient Titans picking up the sacred mountain supporting the sky, the muscles of the ancestral red dragon bulged, his claws firmly embedded in the lower half of the metal giant pillar, his strong hind limbs cracked the earth, and he leaped up with a agility that did not match the dragon's physique, and smashed it down.

Visible air ripples were discharged and burst under the metal giant pillar, and the rolling ripples instantly turned into violent wave impact waves, rolling up the dust of the earth.

Ragnar believed that under this blow of the ancestral red dragon, even a stone mountain would be easily crushed into ashes by the opponent.

But the unparalleled mental will locked on the legendary giant Ragnar's movements, making this frost giant feel that no matter where he escaped, he could not escape this blow.

The King of the Frost Giants, whose suddenly erupting will and aura soared, was like the eve of a fierce storm, containing a resolute belief.

Like the resistance will of a race rising up and breaking through the difficult road ahead, it withstood the ancestral red dragon's strong and absolute mental oppression.

The momentum of the King of the Frost Giants was more like a battle axe, to split open the ancestral red dragon's mental will, and was gradually rising, as if the sky was falling and the mountain was collapsing, this frost giant would lift it up with his straight shoulders and back.

In this instant, the will of the frost giant's explosion finally briefly escaped the seemingly omnipresent attack, Ragnar rushed to the side to dodge, trampled on the earth, borrowed the earth's bearing capacity and then jumped high, the huge axe blade carried unparalleled power and slashed towards the ancestral red dragon's side chest.

Like the jump slash most commonly used by those human warriors, in the hands of this frost giant, the power has risen countless levels, and a sharp ice blade on the ice-blue axe blade pierced through the body, carrying the will of the frost giant king, to split open the mountain in front of him.

"Hahaha, that's right, do you think I value your humble and weak power? What I value is your strong and flexible will,"

A deep dragon language sounded, the ancestral red dragon's heavy body suddenly fell, his hind limbs and dragon tail deeply plunged into the earth, and the heavy metal giant pillar was actually changed from the downward smashing trajectory to a horizontal sweep under the ancestral red dragon's unpredictable power.

Boom!

The violent shock spread from the point of impact between the two, and the sound of the weapon shaking pierced the eardrums of all the fire dwarves and lava giants watching in the distance.

The legendary battle axe in the frost giant Ragnar's hand broke the giant pillar weapon condensed by the ancestral red dragon with metal minerals, but his huge body was also slapped away by this unparalleled force.

Rumble,

The frost giant Ragnar smashed into the stone steps and pavilions, and ice-blue blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, emitting a thick chill.

But Ragnar turned over and got up, and before he could stand firm, the shadow from the ancestral red dragon covered his vision.

The giant pillar fell horizontally, and the whistling wind and the discharged air waves accompanied by the roar suddenly sounded, "I must give you a long memory, so that your impression will be more profound!"

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Boom!

The boundless shadow fell, Ragnar roared to the sky, and the battle axe in his hand bloomed with a sharp light, blocking horizontally.

Bang!

The unparalleled violence carried by the falling metal giant pillar forcibly smashed Ragnar's feet into the ground by several inches, and a mouthful of cold pale blood began to flow between Ragnar's mouth and nose.

But Karon Kogmora did not stop. This red dragon, which had already begun to be a little violent, picked up the metal giant pillar and smashed it down on the frost giant's head again and again.

The continuous sound of steel reverberated throughout the top of the mountain, making the hundreds of lava giants watching couldn't help but show a look of pity.

The pixie Raven shouted anxiously in the sky: "Karon, stop fighting, if you keep fighting, the big guy will be beaten to death by you..."

The ancestral red dragon ignored the pixie's call. He was busy smashing the frost giant's dozens of meters of body into the solid ground inch by inch, until only his chest and head were left exposed on the ground.

Crack, crack,

The cracks in the earth spread like spider webs, but under the ancestral red dragon's claws, these cracks were often instantly healed as soon as they appeared, firmly trapping the frost giant under the earth.

But this sound was continuous. The ice-blue armor on the frost giant Ragnar's arm holding up the legendary battle axe, like the solid earth, also had fatal cracks, spreading rapidly like spider webs.

Finally, it shattered into pieces of cold fragments, scattered all over the ground.

Dong, the huge metal pillar was inserted into the earth by the ancestral red dragon. He paced and walked to Ragnar, whose arms were trembling slightly, and looked down at the frost giant.

"Why don't you resist?" Karon stared at the King of the Frost Giants, with a bored look on his face.

"Is there a difference?" Ragnar coughed, and ice-blue blood flowed in his mouth like an ice spring.

Karon's huge head shook slightly, and a low dragon language sounded: "Ragnar, climbing a mountain is like climbing a god. I thought that after you climbed to the top of the mountain, you would gain some inspiration, but you still deviated from the right path."

"Cough cough," Ragnar looked directly at the ancestral red dragon's pupils and found that this red dragon was not as violent as in the battle, and then asked: "Your right path may not be right for me."

Appreciation appeared in Karon's scarlet eyes, and he laughed: "That's true, but the roads all lead to Rome. You don't need to replicate, but you can learn from it."

"Most creatures who blindly pursue power are representatives of weakness in my eyes. They blindly pursue power in order to get more things, and they dare not give up because they want to have too many things."

"But some people will give up everything for the sake of powerful power. To me, this is also the wrong path,"

Karon squatted in front of Ragnar and began to bewitch the frost giant, instilling his own thoughts and will.

"You have a flexible but powerful will. You can give up some things for your own race, but you will not give up your own race. This is the mist that you are in this mountain and cannot see the true face of the mountain."

“Without a firm will, where does firm wisdom come from? You will doubt yourself, deny yourself, and as soon as a storm hits, you will fail.”

“Without a sufficiently flexible will, where does correct wisdom come from? Once you go down the wrong path, you won't know how to change, and you'll only reach the wrong destination along the wrong path.”

Karon laughed, his long fangs bared.

“So I think you have a lot of potential, Ragnar. You have things you insist on, but you also give up some things you should give up.”

“So once you can embrace wisdom, the achievements you make will be much greater than those of blind power worshippers!”

The Progenitor Red Dragon looked up at the starry sky and said softly: “Why do those mortal beings and powerful legends look up at the starry sky? Because it holds the answers and hope.”

“Why are those legendary powerhouses able to manipulate the stars with their small bodies, and hold the plane world in their hands like a toy?”

“It is because of the power of wisdom, not simply relying on strength.”

“If you simply rely on strength, if you want to manipulate the world of Akaniia, you must have more power than Akaniia itself, at least the collection of Akaniia's mass and energy.”

“If you follow your method, even if you drain the energy of the entire world of Akaniia, you will not be able to become such an existence, understand?”

The Frost Giant Ragnar seemed to be thoughtful, and then asked suspiciously: “Are you trying to subdue me? Then why don't you directly ask me to submit, but instead use your ideas to persuade me?”

“If subduing you can achieve my purpose, I wouldn't mind ruling your Frost Giant clan,” Karon said lightly: “But in my eyes, letting your Frost Giants develop on their own is more in line with my interests.”

“Although the Golden Empire is a diversified country, it is impossible to include all the characteristics of all races and civilizations. Even if your Frost Giant clan integrates into it, it will only be a branch under my will.”

“This also represents another kind of rigidity in thinking and perspective,” Karon said: “Of course, it is also because you are a king with sufficient reason and wisdom potential, so you are one of the empire's alternative friendly neighbor targets.”

The Frost Giant King frowned, thinking of some things, he asked: “One of the alternative friendly neighbor targets? Then what about the civilizations that are not friendly neighbor targets of the Golden Empire?”

The Progenitor Red Dragon raised his head, looked into the distance, and smiled.

“Civilizations without potential, or countries that cannot become friendly partners of the empire, must naturally be swept away, so as not to occupy resources in the world and hinder my eyes!”

The Frost Giant Ragnar did not think that this Red Dragon's tone was too arrogant, because he had personally traveled to this country and knew the potential of this country.

Although the people of this country live a more peaceful and beautiful life than the residents of other civilized countries, their martial nature has never been worn away, but is like a sharp edge hidden in a scabbard, waiting for the opportunity to reveal its man-eating fangs.

Breaking the knowledge monopoly of the nobles and spellcasters has also given the Golden Empire an extremely deep war potential.

Ragnar even felt that as long as he dropped a stone in any city of this empire, there was a one-in-ten chance of hitting someone in the transcendent system or someone who had received relevant knowledge education.

There are also various forces that Ragnar did not dare to investigate deeply, which are also hidden in this country.

“Fortunately, the Frost Giants are not enemies of the Golden Empire,” Ragnar sighed, and then asked: “Then what should we Frost Giants do? Who are our enemies?”

“Ten years later, or perhaps decades later, I will invite the kings of the Northern Lands to a meeting to hunt the countries south of the Northern Territory!” Karon laughed: “You will know then!”

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