Under the Red Dragon

Heaven's will has always been high and hard to fathom, yet the human heart is even higher than heaven's.

Heaven's will is the rule, the shackle, the constraint, and can also be the concrete and manifested deity!

Material worlds existing like the sands of the Ganges and countless trillions of sentient beings are all bound by the supreme and omnipresent rules, tied by order, and overlooked by the gods.

But whether it is the ferocious ancient red dragon, Kalon Goggmora, whose cold expression is inscrutable due to the scales, seemingly in fury, yet also seemingly smiling, like a devil from hell.

Or the elven High King Anudalia, who is surrounded by calamity and destruction, like countless hellish spirits and wraiths, his aura soaring to the sky.

Both of their wills held such imagery: Heaven is not high, the heart is the highest.

The wills of both rose mightily, causing the surrounding creatures to feel a tangible shackle and oppression, because the wills of the two were competing with the heavens in this small space.

The aura of the two immeasurable beings confronting each other seemed to freeze the surrounding space, causing the sea to calm, and an oppressive atmosphere to rise out of thin air in the world.

The platform, hundreds of meters wide and of varying height, was incredibly oppressive, so oppressive that it was suffocating. Even the White Dragon King Gormoth felt the air around him thinning.

Saros, the Lord of the Underdark Lair, also felt the organs in her body that still belonged to flesh and blood pulsating desperately, drawing in the gradually thinning magic and air from the atmosphere.

These powerful beings did not necessarily need air to survive, but in the face of the more powerful, the organs in their bodies instinctively accumulated more surplus power, like ordinary people hoarding supplies when they knew a disaster year was coming.

The wills of the Emperor of the Golden Empire and the King of the Dark Elves already possessed some commonalities that ordinary beings could not have.

Allowing their wills to possess incredible abilities like the manifestations of those rules.

The sun had not yet set, and the sky was still illuminated by the dim yellow light.

But the raging wind blew fiercely, rising out of nowhere, and the sky turned dark in an instant.

The sea breeze from the Sea of Fury blew the armor of all the legionnaires, covering them with a cold and damp chill. On the ships and vessels at sea, the flags fluttered, threatening to tear away at any moment.

In the harbor dozens of miles away, the laborers carrying goods and the people on the ships seemed to be in two different worlds, stunned and inexplicably gazing at the distant place that had turned into the most terrifying storm on the Sea of Fury, under the dim yellow light.

In the dim land, the wind gradually howled, the dark clouds rolled and shattered, and the waves crashed against the shore, making it impossible to see the truth within.

The gale and gloomy sky rising from the ground, and the waves of the Sea of Fury, were both the influence of the ancient red dragon's latent anger and the impact of the power aura of the Dark Elf King Anudalia.

At a signal, all the warriors of the Imperial Legion retreated far away, and huge, ferocious dragons carrying fierce dragon knights rose into the air and scattered towards the sea.

The voice from the high heavens spread far and wide beneath the dome of the sky, "The Emperor of the Empire conveys an edict to all the people and creatures on the sea and around, please listen to this sacred edict,"

"All creatures within a fifty-mile radius must avoid this area, and ships at sea must immediately return to port and not drift outside..."

In the clouds and wind in the sky, the skulls, wings, and claws of giant dragons were faintly visible. These startled wild dragons cautiously hid high in the sky, watching very carefully.

But the discussion spread around these giant dragons, "What is that thing, daring to confront the Dragon Emperor and Dragon King of the Golden Empire?"

"Idiot, are both of your eyes growing on your ass?" A wild dragon said disdainfully, "These two little dwarves look like guests from the Underdark Lair. Maybe they are the master of the Underdark Lair and a hidden ally."

"That should be the case. I even saw the ships of the Underdark Lair when I was fishing just now," a white dragon quietly poked its head out.

"Then we should stay further away. These two little dwarves dare to make trouble on the Empire's territory, they must have extraordinary skills, especially that elf's power. Even if I am hundreds of miles away, I still feel some of my scales getting cold."

"Then let's go further away. Once they start fighting, it is not a power we can resist. The war between kings can only end in death!"

The dragons went away, and the near sea fell silent.

Anudalia's face was stern, and his endless aura surged up as if unrestrained, causing the white dragon Gormoth to step back slightly. The scales on the white dragon's body were tense, like the tense body of Saros, the Lord of the Underdark Lair.

His voice sounded like the terrifying sound of a king of devils in hell, surrounded by calamity spirits, "I have heard that Emperor Goggmora is an enlightened ruler, a noble superior, and a powerful high-ranking being,"

"I have come here because I admire your ideals, respect your power, and express my determination and will to seek common ground, not to fight you!"

"I believe that with the wisdom and will of His Majesty Goggmora, the strength and interests of both parties will not be damaged because of some of my behavioral manifestations!"

The Dark Elf King Anudalia is the second most powerful being Kalon Goggmora has encountered in his life who is standing before the gate of legendary destiny.

Because Anudalia's idea is to break all the shackles of order and rules that bind him and the dark elves, and to destroy all the systems he despises that confine the dark elves.

Therefore, the will of this Dark Elf King is like the embodiment of destruction and calamity, with incredible destructive power and calamity.

Even some divine power inductions of the dark elf god Arosh were easily shattered by the voice of this dark elf, so one can imagine how powerful and profound the will of this dark elf king is.

But even the power displayed by Anudalia could not shake the will of the ancient red dragon in the slightest.

Kalon's figure was like an ancient mountain that had not moved for thousands of years, and like an unfathomable cave. Not only was the light passing through the storm clouds absorbed by the body of this red dragon, but even Anudalia's mental pressure seemed to be completely swallowed by this dragon.

And that terrifying will showed an image of being invincible with 'I', not Anudalia's destruction of all unrecognized calamities.

But all order, all rules, and all powers need to lie dormant under 'my' will and be used by me, which is a terrible intention.

Kings and emperors also have untouchable powers, and even gods have unreachable domains, but the will of the ancient red dragon made the tense body of Saros, the Lord of the Underdark Lair, tremble slightly.

Although the ancient red dragon Kalon Goggmora has not yet experienced the legendary destiny transformation, he has already clearly defined his future path, and his ideals have long become the real power of the ancient red dragon.

And the blood of the ancient dragon is the apex bloodline in the mortal material world, one of the ultimate creatures that can be born in the material world, and Kalon Goggmora has developed unimaginable potential.

What's more, this red dragon has a unique brain, and no creature in the world of Akania can compare with its ability to calculate, research, and learn.

Quietly nesting in the giant dragon court and lair does not mean that this red dragon is as addicted to living in peace and enjoying pleasure as other giant dragons.

When the Goggmora dragon group is becoming increasingly strong, the source of blood of each giant dragon in the dragon group has also become a reference and knowledge background for this ancient red dragon.

Although the current ancient red dragon is far from being called the blood of the first generation of ultimate creatures in countless infinite worlds, it can be regarded as a potential first generation ultimate creature.

Consciousness affects matter, and matter affects consciousness.

All the beings have, affect each other and transform.

The original true dragon soul of the ancient red dragon was far beyond all living beings, not to mention that it nurtured the original strong will and ideas with such a powerful body and blood, even if it had not undergone the legendary transformation of destiny, it also possessed immeasurable power.

The clouds in the sky split into waves, clearly divided above the heads of the two powerful beings, confronting each other.

"I have seen your determination and will, King of the Dark Elves," Kalon echoed in overlapping dragon words, looking down at Anudalia and baring his cold fangs.

"I am also rational enough not to want the Empire to become an enemy with you because of this. This kind of behavior is not allowed to happen again," Kalon said in a deep voice.

Saros, the Lord of the Underdark Lair, and Anudalia, the King of the Dark Elves, felt a slight relaxation in their hearts when they heard the words of the ancient red dragon, and their breath subconsciously eased.

But the next words of the ancient red dragon made the hearts of the two legendary powerhouses plummet and rise again.

"Because I agree with your point of view to a certain extent, the Empire and you are allies, and the Empire and the Elven Kingdom are also allied relations, and do not interfere with each other. This seems to be the best choice."

Between Kalon's looking up and down, a kind of majestic aura spread, and a deep voice sounded, "But although your heart has not taken the Empire as an enemy, your behavior has provoked the Empire,"

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty is unavoidable. Mortals say that things should not be done more than three times, Anudalia, I appreciate your ideas, and I also want to see your power."

"Let's put aside all skills and ideas. If you can take three strikes from me, I will agree to your request!"

"If you can't take it, I won't embarrass your allies and let her leave."

Kalon lowered his head and stared at the two legends who were facing a formidable enemy. Even with the spellcasting ability of the ancient red dragon, and the detection spells mastered with superb skills, he could only detect the power level of the two legends.

And the legendary laws of will are not something that can be detected by spells in the mortal world.

Name: Saros, Lord of the Underdark Lair.

Challenge Level: 23

Name: Anudalia, King of the Dark Elves.

Challenge Level: 25

Although the power levels of the two legends in the material plane are equal to or even exceed the legendary demon Sacreth, who is bound by the material plane, it cannot prove that these two legends are more powerful than the former legendary demon.

At least in the eyes of the ancient red dragon, Saros, the Lord of the Underdark Lair, is still far from being able to reach the tail dust of the legendary demon.

And the legendary King of the Dark Elves has the same great potential.

But if you want to truly cross that step, the image displayed by the will of the Elf King Anudalia should not be destruction and calamity, but the new life and creation after destruction.

The power brought by will and ideas allows this dark elf king to touch the edge of the legendary law of destiny, but only by completing his goal and laying the foundation for his beliefs can he transform his will into a true legendary destiny.

However, there is no distinction between noble and lowly in the Tao, and people are divided into high and low. The ancient red dragon Kalon Goggmora wants to use his own power to test the level of this dark elf king.

Saros, the Lord of the Underdark Lair, was expressionless, and at this moment deeply felt the domineering of this ancient red dragon.

The other party's implication is that the dark elf Anudalia must be punished by the ancient red dragon, although it is called a trial.

If you don't accept this request, then today Saros and Anudalia may be warmly retained by the Golden Empire and become prisoners of the Golden Empire.

Saros looked at the dark elf Anudalia expressionlessly. Although the alliance between monsters and drow elves seems quite unreliable to outsiders, it seems even more incredible that they came to the Golden Empire together.

Because their relationship is much closer than it seems to outsiders, not the so-called love and lust, but because of the goal.

Anudalia slowly shook his head, rejecting Saros's suggestion.

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This dark elf king waved his sleeves and laughed, heroic and unrestrained, his white hair flying, like a bold warrior, completely different from the dark and elegant style of the drow elves.

"Hahaha, good, when I set foot on the surface, I heard that the Emperor of the Golden Empire has unparalleled power in the mortal world, although I am just an elf, I also want to see the power of the ancient dragon."

"Some courage," Kalon chuckled.

The huge dark golden pupils of this ancient red dragon suddenly widened, the scales on his body undulating like waves, and the muscles and meridians of his body stretched like the strings of a giant crossbow.

Along with Kalon's inhalation, the air currents raged and were swallowed into the abdomen of this extremely strong giant dragon.

Dong,

The abdomen drummed like thunder, which was the huge sound of the two huge true dragon hearts pumping at the same time. Every time the true dragon's heart beat, the cliff platform, which had become particularly cold and hard due to the erosion of sea water and rain, made a crackling sound.

It seemed that even this ancient and long-lasting hanging stone could not withstand the weight of this giant dragon.

Steaming smoke and white mist emerged from the red dragon's scales, and a strong bloody aura flowed rapidly through the giant dragon's body, like the sound of the sea, flowing in a huge burning furnace.

The heat was steaming, but it was not the power of the ancient red dragon, but the heat of the red dragon's blood flowing.

Matter is indestructible, but it is crushed, and energy is indestructible, but it is transferred.

In this instant, the vast magic and energy within Kalon's body was transforming towards the pure power of the flesh. Energy is indestructible, but the pressure of the giant dragon is like climbing a high mountain, rising steadily.

The terrifying power made the legendary King of the Dark Elves unable to restrain himself any longer, and he suddenly laughed loudly, taking the initiative to attack the terrible red dragon.

It was as if a time-stopping spell was released by an unimaginable existence, shrouding the world.

The speed and power of the Dark Elf King Anudalia could not be compared even by a warrior blessed with a time-stopping spell. No one could describe how powerful this blow was.

As the elf's body surged forward, the air currents drawn in by the dragon coalesced, devoid of any sound or flow.

Yet, even the white dragon Gormoth felt as though the scales on his body were being buffeted by a gale, much like the dark robes of Sharos, the Mistress of Gloomspire, fluttering wildly backward.

Only when the violently oscillating ripples in the air rapidly spread like water, crashing against the surrounding cliffs, did the deafening sonic booms reach their ears.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!

Six consecutive blows, or perhaps more, were indistinguishable in that instant. Anudel's aura and power were intensely overwhelming, carrying the scent of destruction and calamity.

Karon neither dodged nor evaded. His massive, sturdy hind legs stood like pillars of the earth, and a crimson dragon claw, covered in fine scales, descended like an overturning sky.

As this claw fell, the red dragon's body expanded, transforming the entire dragon into an unimaginable behemoth.

His aura surged, heavy, vast, and insurmountable!

With this strike, no matter how far away, everyone felt helplessly caught in a raging storm.

The air's vibrations had formed tangible ripples, waves rolling.

Boom!

Karon's sky-turning claw struck Anudel's fist squarely.

Anudel's speed and frequency were unattainable even for warriors enhanced by time-stop spells, but were not the ancestral red dragon's speed and frequency equally unmatched?

The massive sound waves and air ripples swept out, and the white dragon Gormoth roared, his huge wings shielding his body, his magical shield wavering incessantly.

Sharos's eight evil eyes and her own purple eyes suddenly lit up, the interwoven web of magic ensnaring the terrifying aftershock like prey caught in the magic net, tightly binding and entangling it.

Crack, crack.

The massive seaside cliff, with its solid rock, developed terrifying cracks, large stones constantly peeling off and falling, the entire cliff teetering on the brink of collapse.

Anudel's body swayed heavily, his flowing white hair appearing stained with blood, a thick, bloody scent permeating the air.

"Your ability to withstand this blow truly surprises me!" Karon laughed wildly, without pause. His massive body stepped forward, another world-covering claw descending.

Dragon shadows flickered, the air tore, shockwaves crisscrossed, explosions like thunder.

Flesh and blood, in the clash between these two powerhouses, proved superior to steel.

But this time, the seaside cliff platform could no longer dissipate the excess force for the Dark Elf King Anudel, as the entire platform had succumbed to the immense power, shattering into pieces.

In the dust-filled air, a figure flew backward, but did not fall into the sea. Like a pebble skipped across water, it skimmed over the waves, heading towards the distant horizon.

But a colossal dragon shadow strode through the air, like a shadow following its source.

This dragon did not need to spread its wings. The massive wings were folded along its body, the most natural form, but the ensuing attack unleashed waves tens of meters high along its path.

Rumble, the final blow erupted as the figures of the two collided.

The entire sea surface abruptly caved in, forming circular waves from the point of impact, rolling in all directions. These surging waves even caused the huge ships docked in the distant harbor to be tossed and shaken, floating and sinking at sea.

"What's happening? Is there a storm on the sea?"

"Or have deep-sea monsters appeared?"

The creatures in the town near the harbor were shaken, watching in astonishment as the massive ships were propelled by unimaginable forces, colliding with each other, masts breaking, and hulls collapsing.

But these creatures, unable to glimpse the truth, were merely affected by the aftershocks of the power clash.

In the sea, countless fish floated to the surface, bellies up, with even more reduced to shattered remains.

Karon stood on the surging sea, quietly gazing down at the water.

Glug, glug.

Bubbles and blood rose to the surface, followed by the Dark Elf King's body.

His white hair was like blood, his breath weakened, like an old man, as if a gust of wind could blow away this once resolute king.

Although the Drow elves are considered formidable compared to most races in the mortal world, it is undoubtedly foolish to use an elven body to directly confront an ancestral dragon.

But war between kings can only end this way, because neither side is a reckless fool.

Karon's eyes held no pity. He extended his massive claw, scooping up Anudel, who floated on the sea, and flew back to shore.

Sharos, the Mistress of Gloomspire, watched the ancestral red dragon land before her, looking down at her. She showed a faint smile, looking up at the Dragon Emperor.

"Now, can we cooperate?"

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