Under the Red Dragon

In some hidden corners of the dragon heritage, there faintly exists an ancient and distant legendary era.

It is said that before the ancient era of the Second Age, after the era of dragons ruling the world ended, there still existed a dragon-dominated kingdom in a distant universe.

The rulers of that kingdom were powerful and noble dragons, and the people of that kingdom could see hundreds of dragons soaring in the kingdom's sky every day.

That kingdom had thousands of young dragons and hundreds of ancient dragons. Every time a war broke out, the enemy had to face organized dragon legions and incredibly terrifying ancient dragon legions.

No enemy dared to easily provoke that once-great kingdom.

The figure of the Dragon Emperor Caron Goggmora, towering above the sky and overlooking all beings, flickered in the pupils of those wild dragons on the horizon. Ancient inherited memories flowed, surged, and rushed in the blood of these wild dragons.

They knew that the Dragon Emperor in the sky, Caron Goggmora, would personally begin his incredible and incomprehensible era of rule today.

So these wild dragons meandered and soared in the sky, stretched their wings, and couldn't help but roar out the deep, ancient dragon language.

"Dragon Emperor!…"

Gremott, the ancestral white dragon, stretched out his frost-cloud wings, stood upright in mid-air, looked up at the ancestral red dragon exuding incredibly sharp and majestic aura in the sky, and also roared out a terrifying dragon language.

"Dragon Emperor!"

The green dragon Antagina and the divinely favored naga Garune, who looked up at the sky, lowered their heads and whispered, "Dragon Emperor!"

Anudalia, the King of Dark Elves, and the Lord of the Shadow Nest placed their hands on their chests, nodded slightly, and paid tribute to the dragon in the sky, "Dragon Emperor!"

The dragon's affiliated legions and the empire's subjects, as well as all the outsiders, countless races of creatures, also expressed their respect for the sun in the sky at this moment.

Because the projection of the Platinum Dragon God, Bahamut's shadow, would also dissipate under the will of this red dragon.

So the sound of a tsunami resounded on the earth, they shouted, briefly and complexly: "Dragon Emperor!"

Even Nasuye, the legendary gold dragon beside the ancestral red dragon, Mogsar Rabik, the adult gold dragon, and the adult silver dragon, had to pay homage to this emperor who showed his majesty at this time.

On the distant grassland, Ragna Hegg, the King of Frost Giants, looked up at the distant sky, standing silently.

In the Godforsaken Mountains, Moggies, the King of Many-Armed Giants, hidden in the darkness, stood up from the palace in the mountains, breaking through the high dome.

Moggies, the King of Many-Armed Giants, scanned his kneeling mountain-full of retainers with his huge pupils, and his thunderous voice sounded at this moment: "Gather all the retainers, the army sets off, I want to personally wipe out those cloud giants who dare to resist!"

At the end of the sea, in the waves, two pairs of eyes floated up.

The abyssal magic fish swimming in the deep sea swam upstream under the two pairs of eyes. This ugly monster was the partner of the two mind flayers above its head, and also their mount.

"Do we still need to go to the Golden Empire to save it?" One of the mind flayers with five tentacles on its face remained silent for a long time, and asked.

The mind flayer race uses the tentacles growing on their cheeks to show their power level. This mind flayer with five tentacles is far more powerful than the mind flayer who once parasitized the deep-sea four-armed naga.

"The past is the past, and now is now," the other mind flayer shook its head and said, "We mind flayers are no longer the empire that once ruled the universe, we can't be as impulsive as before,"

"Anyway, it won't die. The dragons didn't kill it right away, which proves that they want to study it. It's nothing. Aren't we mind flayers also using other races as research materials?"

"That red dragon is too fierce, but the red dragon can't stay in this material plane of Aikania forever. He will be squeezed out sooner or later. When that time comes, it will be time for us to take revenge."

"You're right," the previous mind flayer agreed, "Maybe after we rescue it in the future, it may also have some magical breakthrough ideas because of its experience as an experimental material, um, it definitely will."

The voice disappeared, and the abyssal magic fish began to dive, disappearing without a trace.

Many corners of the Golden Empire's surrounding territory cast hidden glances here. Even the Emperor of the Hobbs Empire was now sitting high on the star-gazing platform of the Hobbs Empire, looking into the distance.

But Caron Goggmora in the sky didn't care about these. Even gods couldn't stop mortals from peeking at him, let alone him, just an ordinary mortal dragon.

He just pinched the neck of Ericson, the divinely favored ancestral gold dragon, with his ferocious claws, until he strangled the last remaining breath of this divinely favored ancestral gold dragon, strangling this noble son of the gold dragon to death.

The Dragon Slaying Holy Sword that had been inserted into Caron Goggmora's chest by the divinely favored ancestral gold dragon Ericson pierced a deep wound in the ancestral red dragon's chest.

Deep in the wound, the white bones and the huge heart, covered with the same ferocious scales as the surface of the ancestral red dragon's body, were exposed.

But there was no blood flowing around this terrifying wound. The law of the holy sword against dragons took effect, but it did not achieve the expected effect.

The law of the Dragon Slaying Holy Sword seemed to be struggling under Caron Goggmora's power, trying to spread its damage marks on this ancestral dragon body.

But it was as small and powerless as its master.

This holy sword was squeezed by the ancestral red dragon's muscles, and was now wrapped in the domain of the King of Metals, making bursts of mournful sword chants, and the dazzling brilliance on it was also dimming, being squeezed out of the dragon's chest inch by inch.

Clang,

The Dragon Slaying Holy Sword finally fell, hitting Caron Goggmora's huge claws, colliding with sputtering sparks.

Caron Goggmora said indifferently: "Artifacts are called artifacts only in the hands of gods. What use are they in the hands of mere dogs?"

The huge corpse of the divinely favored ancestral gold dragon Ericson and his former holy sword were both thrown into the dust by Caron Goggmora, falling to the distant coast with the anger of the king.

Caron Goggmora's voice rang out in the sky, the decree of the Golden Empire's emperor rang out, and the majesty of the Dragon Emperor rang out.

"From now on, I will discard my excessive mercy here. All who disobey me will face only sin and punishment!"

Boom,

The dark clouds above the sky turned, as if echoing the will of this Dragon Emperor. The lightning and thunder falling from the clouds were not cyan, nor were they bright white, but blood-red lightning.

"Damn it!"

Such a voice came from the sky, like an echo from the depths of infinite time and space.

Perhaps when Caron Goggmora said the sentence 'Gods belong to gods, and mortals belong to mortals,' this cold voice had already been issued.

Perhaps when those wild dragons in the distant sky roared out 'Dragon Emperor,' this voice full of endless killing intent had already been issued.

Mortals cannot see the light of God, but they can imagine it in their minds.

In the infinitely distant time and space divine kingdom, in the Evilscale Fortress that was once in hell, Tiamat, the Immortal Dragon Queen, the evil god of chromatic dragons, the ancestor of all evil dragons in the world, was standing in her divine kingdom, opening her wings that were larger than mountains.

The moment her gaze penetrated the infinitely distant realm and space to overlook Aikania, this existence cast a gaze colder than iron light and spat out words more frigid than the water frozen by ten million years of glaciers.

And there was that unprecedented dragon might, extremely powerful dragon might, unimaginable dragon might, an ancient dragon might that surpassed the existence time of this material plane world of Aikania.

The powerful divine power aura shattered the barrier of the material world of Aikania. It was a light and energy that burst out from the infinitely distant time and space, carrying a rainbow-like brilliant light.

It was the power of the Immortal Dragon Queen Tiamat crossing the realm barrier, breaking through the obstruction of the world of Aikania, and bursting out.

This rainbow light had similar commonalities with the display of Caron Goggmora's power, as if it had anchored the time and space of a certain location in the world of Aikania at this moment.

The powerful divine will locked the changes and flow of time and space, making the rainbow light that penetrated from outside the barrier of the world of Aikania like a fixed direct light, bombarding straight down from the top of the sky.

This rainbow light also carried such power, carrying the nature of the power of time and space, stretching the entire time and space, and the straight-falling rainbow light became a colorful torrent and angry tide in the eyes of countless solidified creatures.

Even though this terrifying rainbow torrent consumed rapidly and was weakened layer by layer by the endless time and space realms and world barriers in the process of crossing the endless realms and penetrating the plane barrier of the world of Aikania, it still had unimaginable power.

In the extremely long time in the eyes of many mortal beings, only less than a thought had passed before this rainbow torrent.

It condensed the red flames of destruction, the blue violent thunder, the green poisonous mist, the black corrosive dust, and the white freezing cold light.

These forces, representing the most fundamental power of the five-colored evil dragons, were twisted and condensed by divine power, unified as one, transcending their original nature, and instantly penetrated Caron Goggmora's huge body in the sky.

The sun in the sky was instantly shot down, and the layers of domains revolving around Caron Goggmora's body were completely pierced by the unparalleled five-colored rainbow light, and the ancestral red dragon's body was knocked into the re-surging sea water, directly hitting the earth's crust.

The last scene seen by all beings was the incineration of the ancestral red dragon's body, the thick scales being pierced by the unparalleled divine light, the knotted muscles turning into nothingness, and the boiling blood turning into gray smoke.

Between heaven and earth, there was silence, only the unparalleled rainbow light that truly traversed the world of Aikania.

All creatures trembled, whether they were dragons, nagas, tide giants, or other races.

Could it be that the Dragon Emperor, having just issued his decree in the world, was about to be annihilated under the light of the gods in the blink of an eye?

No!

Anudalia, the King of Dark Elves, took a deep breath, and a look of extreme shock appeared in his eyes.

Then came Saros, the Lord of the Shadow Nest, then Gremott, the ancestral white dragon whose horrified expression had not yet had time to show, then the green dragon Antagina, and the divinely favored naga Garune.

And the wild dragons on the horizon and the endless creatures on the earth.

They saw that the divine light that ran through the sky did not stop, and a dragon roar from the soul came from the depths of the earth.

"Roar…"

This sound seemed to sound in the souls of dragons, and also seemed to sound in the hearts of the creatures watching all beings. Its sound was terrifying and boundless, surpassing the speed of sound, and rolling and spreading.

The endless sea water was evaporated, and endless fog, countless smoke and fumes rose up. The sea was emptied by the light of the gods in the sky, and these things rolled out from the abyss in the earth's crust.

Two suns rose from the abyss of the abyss, but they were not the ancestral red dragon Caron Goggmora, but his pupils.

So everyone saw the Dragon Emperor in the earth's crust, whose flesh and scales had been turned away by the light of the gods.

It was a hideous and huge dragon bone that could not be described in words, as white as the moon in the sky, without a trace of flesh or blood.

Endless ancient dragon texts and magical runes that were so complex that they were difficult to see flowed like light in this hideous skeleton as white as the bright moon.

The divine light that Tiamat, the Immortal Queen, had struck down from the depths of the infinitely distant time and space divine kingdom, was like an eternal, indestructible divine mountain, pressing on the head of this hideous giant dragon bone, splashing countless brilliant brilliance.

Even the light of the gods could not damage this dragon's bone, because Goggmora's bone could not be bent.

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Then, like an ancient, unyielding giant breathing out, all living beings saw that incredible scene.

The light of the Dragon God flashed in the eye sockets of the lowered head, and the eight hideous and majestic bone horns were raised inch by inch.

That huge bone skull was raised millimeter by millimeter, like an ancient giant slowly raising a falling divine mountain.

Crack, crack

Burning the last instinct, he was not only the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire, he was also a warrior with an infinite and unstoppable will and unyielding fighting spirit.

The will that swept across the sky and the earth began to rise. It was the will of the True Dragon Emperor, beginning to stretch out the sky-scraping wings, to bear the divine mountain and soar to the nine heavens.

As Caron Goggmora's will rose, the magma and fire under the earth's crust began to awaken from their slumber like a giant beast, activating its body.

The entire sea area was shaking, the earth was issuing its lament, and the continuous rumbling sounds rose and fell one after another.

As Caron Goggmora's head raised inch by inch, the mountains under the sea began to collapse in the shaking, and countless rocks rolled in the empty seabed.

Until the eight ancient dragon horns on the top of Caron Goggmora's head were raised, the boiling and dazzling fire and magma rose into the sky in the diffuse smoke and sulfurous atmosphere, illuminating the entire night sky.

Caron Goggmora's ancestral true dragon's great power bloomed without reservation at this moment.

The huge magma fire pillars turned into sweeping tornadoes, each one a hundred meters thick, piercing straight into the top of the dome, trying to break through the entire dome.

The high-temperature boiling magma flowed around Caron Goggmora's white bones, submerging his body bones.

Huge amounts of smoke and dust turned into gray clouds, covering the dome with dark clouds.

The earth shook and the mountains swayed.

Then came a beam of unparalleled, blazing light, piercing through the Earth's crust, erupting from the billowing dust clouds, and inch by inch, pushing back the divine aura that had been cast down by the immortal being.

Rumbling sounds echoed as mountains collapsed, the sky trembled, and the ocean boiled.

The majesty and presence of the True Dragon Emperor fully bloomed when his power was unleashed, the terrifying undulations from beneath the Earth's crust surged like an inverted tidal wave, engulfing the mortal realm.

It was as if, in that moment, the ocean's furious tide and the Earth's fiery sea were pouring upwards into the sky.

Everyone saw a colossal skeletal dragon, extending its bony wings, rising from beneath the Earth, bathed in magma and flames.

This dragon, covered in jagged bone spurs, thrust its proud skull towards the apex of the sky, its eight thick bone horns piercing deep into the Earth, its mouth filled with gleaming fangs opening towards the heavens, spewing forth a power far greater than the Dragon Emperor had ever shown before.

Because he no longer needed to control his power.

The surging sea of fire, under the will of the supreme monarch, roared and churned, forming fiery tornadoes dozens, even hundreds of meters thick.

Rising from the volcanic vents on the ground, they struck the dome above, then connected to the ancestral red dragon's bone wings.

The endless power of flames and magma was absorbed by the ancestral red dragon, Chron Goggmora.

Boom!

Inch by inch, the flames surged, forming the elemental body of the ancestral dragon.

This elemental body recklessly drew upon power, constantly growing larger: thirty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters.

Within this body composed of flame elements, the ancestral red dragon's skeletal frame was like a blazing sun, rising from the Earth.

Rumble!

The layers of domains shattered by the immortal god's power reformed, but under Chron Goggmora's will at that moment, they twisted and merged, creating an almost tangible world.

The power of flames, magma, earth elements, storms, lightning, and metal poured into this world like a tidal wave, surrounding Chron Goggmora's bones. This time, the surge was so violent that even the elemental beings who couldn't escape were crushed and drained by his terrifying will.

Thus, all observing creatures saw the dragon defying the divine punishment descending from the sky, flying against the rainbow of divine rejection.

An intensely blazing light spewed forth from Chron Goggmora's fangs, ceaselessly pushing back against the power of the immortal being.

The two beams of light, stretching across the sky, became the only light in the world.

It is said that when some ancient universes are born, there are primordial artifacts naturally conceived by the universe's origin buried beneath the Earth. When these powerful artifacts are unearthed, their light can shoot down stars from the sky.

And at this moment, the dragon light shot straight towards the constellations.

The clash of the two blazing rainbows did not unleash any particularly fierce sound, but everything that came into contact with them along the way was instantly annihilated.

Even the clouds, even the dust, even the air.

Even the space of this Aikanya material world was shaking, and deep within the world's barrier, hundreds of spatial cracks, like black fissures, flashed and disappeared.

On this West Hammer sea, the two sources of light were so intense that cities in the eastern part of the empire, tens of thousands of miles away, could see them. Even the Godforsaken Mountains could not block such radiance.

The wild dragons in the sky and countless creatures would probably never forget this scene in their lifetime.

A laughter that shook the heavens and the earth, from low to high, eventually became layers of echoing reverberations.

In the ceaseless, wild laughter, Chron Goggmora's will, like his power, eternally soared.

“I made them fear my body and my strength, but little did they know, my will is above my flesh,”

In this earth-shattering laughter, the speed at which the divine light descended actually became faster and faster, as if even the power cast down from afar by the immortal being could not match this dragon's will.

And Chron's massive skeletal body began to transform into a dome of raging flames, rushing towards the heavens with a violent sonic boom.

Each time he flew higher, a piece of flesh would grow, and each time his massive, burning wings beat, scales would grow.

In the most intense light, the surrounding space-time was almost distorted, and time was passively reverting to past scenes under such power.

In the distorted, blurred, and fragmented images, the figure of the ancestral red dragon, Chron Goggmora, appeared, with a ferocious face. He opened his fangs and spewed out a destructive breath.

Then, the five-colored rainbow light above the sky completely dissipated, and endless turbulent energy raged in the distant high sky, scouring everything at the top of the sky, leaving only a blazing beam of light that shot into the depths of the Aikanya world, and then stopped.

Chron Goggmora's reborn, colossal body stood proudly at the highest point of the sky, revealing his fangs and smiling at the void above the dome.

There were cold faces, and on the five oldest dragon heads, pairs of cold, fierce eyes cast down, the deepest darkness, chaos, violence, and greed lurking in their depths.

That was the face of Tiamat, the immortal being, deeply watching this unruly red dragon, and then the phantom slowly dissipated.

Chron coldly laughed, and the dragon's voice slowly echoed, "So, if you don't be a dog, you have to die?"

“But so what? I was born to do what I want to do!”

“Whether I crush everything in the future, or fade away in the long years, but in the legends of Aikanya, they will know that the Golden Empire and its ruler once shone like the stars in the sky above this world, shining brightly!”

Chron stood proudly in the high dome, his eyes looking down, his power like a god.

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