Under the Red Dragon

The sun had just risen, and the war chariots in the sky were already rumbling, the royal flag billowing in the wind.

The Godforsaken Mountains appear exceptionally ancient and desolate compared to the wild forests outside, as if they are still stuck in a primordial era, almost incompatible with the outside world.

The Dragon Nest Mountains of the Golden Empire are already tall and wide enough, stretching for thousands of miles.

But in the Godforsaken Mountains, mountain ranges like the Dragon Nest rise and fall, countless in number.

White Dragon Gamot poked his head out of the chariot, resting it on the edge. The first impression of the Godforsaken Mountains crashed into the white dragon's pupils as four huge words—Ten Thousand Mountains.

Before the rising and falling isolated peaks and the towering, jagged cliffs, the newly risen sun in the sky looked like it was hanging on the pine trees at the top of these lofty cliffs.

The terrifying sound of the fierce cold wind passing through the cliffside wind tunnels, and the howls of unknown beasts in the thick fog that permeated the mountains, made people unable to stop the chill from rising up their spines.

The shadowy trees swayed slightly in the mist, looking as if terrible monsters were hidden in every corner.

The northern wilderness of Ikania is a world where monsters and beasts run rampant, but the Godforsaken Mountains are an even more ancient and barbaric era.

Since entering the vast, continuous mountains, the team in the sky had focused all their attention. The omnipresent sense of danger constantly provoked the nerves of these battle-hardened warriors.

On the bare peaks outside the Godforsaken Mountains, beneath the high mountains that resembled sculptures of eyeless, nameless gods, they saw the bones of dire wolves, a cunning and cruel species that hunts in packs, piled up in heaps in the secluded valleys.

The hunters who killed these dire wolves seemed particularly picky, only emptying the dire wolves' internal organs, tearing off and eating the fattest muscles on their bodies, and then abandoning the rest of the corpses.

Although dire wolves are not a particularly rare species, a complete dire wolf pelt can be sold for about two silver coins in the trade markets of Bay Stream City.

And the two special crushing molars in the dire wolf's mouth are the most powerful weapons on this beast monster with the most outstanding bite force in the mortal world.

Some beast hunters sell the dire wolf's crushing molars to warriors who like to use special heavy weapons. After magical enchantment, even ordinary dire wolf molars can become fearsome 'bone crushers'.

In the trade markets of Bay Stream City, a dire wolf's two special molars can sell for an average price of nearly ten silver coins.

And here, there were hundreds of dire wolf corpses, corpses with flesh and blood that had not yet melted away.

External wealth seemed to be of no use in this place. The creatures here didn't seem to care about those mortal things; only wildness existed.

Like those few roc birds that suddenly pounced out of the clouds in the sky.

The roc birds' cries were sharp and high-pitched, with extra penetrating power, vaguely forming a natural suppression against some creatures.

The feathers on these fierce roc birds exuded a cold, steely color, carrying the wild aura of ancient bloodlines. They spread their huge steel wings and pounced towards the dragon knights at the front of the team.

The average size of these roc birds was actually much larger than the Empire's flying dragons. Even the dragon might naturally emitted by more than a dozen white dragons did not scare these roc birds.

Their sharp eyes regarded the numerous flying dragons in front of them as prey. Their huge steel claws were sharp, thick, and long like hooks, and they definitely didn't seem like something the flying dragons' tough leather armor could withstand.

But the dragon knights of the Golden Empire seemed to regard these huge, fierce roc birds as nothing, still controlling their flying dragons to move forward without hesitation.

Although the training of aerial knights was not more arduous than the training of the Empire's land legions, the first requirement in the aerial knights' training courses was not to panic.

Because aerial knights have a lower margin for error than land legion warriors. Panicking in the face of danger will cause a chain reaction.

This was even engraved in the blood of the Empire's aerial knights. Therefore, every aerial knight's reaction must be combined with the abilities and characteristics of their flying dragons.

Just as the flying dragons under the leading dragon knights were about to vibrate their brilliantly colored whiskers and activate the bat-winged dragon clan's unique aerial leap ability after receiving the telepathic orders of their knights, the White King's Attendant standing in front of the chariot received instructions.

This Frost Giant Guard took off the small bell hanging on the chariot's eaves, stepped forward, glared angrily, and shouted, "How dare you ignorant beasts and monsters crash into the Dragon King's carriage!"

Surging magic power poured from the Frost Giant Guard's armor and body into the small bell he was shaking, and an invisible sound wave spread out.

The echoes of an ancient witchcraft and the voice of dragon majesty surged, overlapping as the bell rang.

Like an imperial decree, an unbelievable power instantly transformed the few pouncing roc birds into pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep. The roc birds' cries turned into the roars of pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep, and they instantly fell towards the deep valley below.

Complete Transformation, a ninth-circle high-level spell, can use the magical effect of transformation to cover the original life form of the target with a specified new life form from almost the essence.

This change is similar to the consciousness coverage possessed by legendary existences, and has the power to completely transform the mind and abilities of the target.

If one cannot resist this transformation, unless it is automatically dispelled, the target can only revert to its original life form upon death.

This magical treasure, casually forged by Caron Hogmola when sorting out his knowledge, cannot transform those particularly powerful enemies, but it is especially useful when facing small-scale clusters of enemies.

These fierce roc birds did not have the ability to resist this transformation power, so their feathers, as solid as steel, could not protect them.

Except for the roc birds that fell into the mountains and had a chance to survive, the remaining four or five roc birds fell to their deaths directly. Then, after their deaths, the magical effect of the Complete Transformation spell dissipated, and they transformed back into their original forms.

But this behavior may be a provocation to those roc birds. In the cries that filled the mountains, as many as a hundred huge roc birds rose from their nests in the ancient trees on the cliffs. The gales created by the flapping of their huge steel wings dispersed the thick fog in the mountains.

"Roar…"

White dragons guarding the chariot bared their fangs and roared like dragons.

And White Dragon Gamot's indifferent pupils looked towards the top of the mountain in the depths of the mist.

There was a huge nest there, occupying the highest point of the surrounding peaks, like a nest palace on top of the mountain.

A pair of sharp pupils were reflected under those steel wings, which stretched for tens of meters, staring intently in Gamot's direction.

Thousands of meters of distance were also close at hand in front of these pupils.

That was the king of the ancient roc birds, more powerful and more intelligent than those ordinary roc birds. In White Dragon Gamot's eyes, this roc bird king had developed intelligence.

So, after White Dragon Gamot revealed his fangs, the roc birds retreated into the high cliffs and ancient trees at the roc bird king's cry.

The group continued to move forward, and White Dragon Gamot observed the situation in the mountains.

The Godforsaken Mountains are a natural barrier that the Golden Empire must cross.

Although sea transportation has its advantages compared to land transportation, a powerful country is incomplete and unhealthy if it can only have maritime transportation routes.

With the north and south sides of the Golden Empire impassable and the east and west sides surrounded by the sea, the early development of the Golden Empire was relatively stable, but it also hindered later development.

Once maritime transportation is completely cut off by the enemy under certain extreme circumstances, the Golden Empire will inevitably suffer serious difficulties.

White Dragon Gamot came to the Godforsaken Mountains not only to invite the multi-armed giant Mogyes, but also to personally investigate the situation in the Godforsaken Mountains.

Regardless of whether Caron Hogmola's plan can be completed, the Golden Empire will take this opportunity to open up land transportation through the Godforsaken Mountains to the south of the Northern Continent.

Even a tiger does not allow others to sleep soundly beside its bed, let alone the dragons of the Golden Empire?

Thinking of this, White Dragon Gamot's eyes turned cold.

He thought of the time when the Hogmola dragon group was still young.

At that time, the Green Dragon Antagena was bewitched by the Red Dragon Caron Hogmola's words, so the Green Dragon Antagena used the Red Dragon's words to bewitch other young dragons.

Using the vast grasslands as dragon pastures and the fertile black soil forests as dragon farms, the Hogmola dragon group would unite to jointly build a dragon kingdom that ruled the sky, land, and sea on this wasteland.

The Golden Empire established by the Hogmola dragon group has already achieved everything it once said, and it is far better than the kingdom that the young dragons once imagined.

Then, under the will of the dragons, the Golden Empire began to lie dormant, taking root in the earth, and wanting to develop in a low-key manner.

But now, the Golden Empire no longer needs to act in a low-key manner. The prestige established by Ancestral Red Dragon Caron Hogmola that night will continue to be implemented in the future direction of the Golden Empire.

So the dragons in this group released their dragon might and went straight ahead.

White Dragon Gamot also continued to investigate the situation. The races in the Godforsaken Mountains are relatively primitive. Even the Gray Elves, a branch variation of the former High Elves, who possess a formed and mature racial culture, have not extensively mined resources or built a civilized kingdom in the mountains.

It is not that these Gray Elves advocate primitive living, but that the conditions here do not allow them to do so.

Not only is there external competition, but without communication and exchange with the outside world, these Gray Elves, even with their knowledge, are only slightly better than the other monster races, like a relatively advanced tribe, completely lacking the appearance of a civilized kingdom.

This also made White Dragon Gamot's enthusiasm for conquering this land increase many times. The resources in this mountain range can be described as an undeveloped treasure land.

Gamot discovered three large open-pit gold mine veins alone.

And the magic crystal ore veins born on the elemental magic nodes were even more of a coveted target for White Dragon Gamot.

They passed by the territories of monster species such as elephant mastiffs, five-headed dread ghouls, corpse hounds, windwing birds, and spider-ape men without any unexpected situations.

Because these dragons were just passing by and had no intention of invading and occupying their territories.

Moreover, dragons are also among the top creatures in the material plane.

A dragon rampaging in the mountains may soon die without a whole corpse and become food for other monster species. But a group of dragons rampaging is not a target that those monsters can easily provoke.

Especially a group that is not a Blue Dragon family of chromatic dragons, this incredible phenomenon hides dangers that these monsters are unwilling to easily test.

But when the dragon group arrived in the giants' territory, they discovered the diversity of life.

Most giants are born with antipathy towards the chromatic dragons, not only from the legacy of their Titan bloodline, but also from the hostility of powerful high-level predators.

A small tribe formed by two hill giants, although they did not dare to directly block the path of these dragons, projected their weapons from the tribe, wanting to shoot down the flying dragons and white dragons crossing the sky.

So the dragon group stopped, and those bloodthirsty Bloodscale Berserker Legion warriors and more than a dozen white dragons descended from the sky together.

It only took a few short moments to kill all these foolish hill giants, hanging their ears behind their waists as proof of military merit, building a Jingguan with the corpses and heads of these hill giants, and offering the enemies' heads to the dragon's sanctuary.

And these dragons and warriors also erected a memorial tablet next to the hill giants' corpse tower, stating why these hill giants were slaughtered and by whom, as a warning.

With these bloody examples, many giant species no longer blocked them, but coldly watched the dragon group fly towards the center of the mountains.

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However, when the Golden Empire's team crossed the huge swamp area filled with black mist, they were met with the malice of the death giants dwelling within.

Because death giants, like cloud giants and evocation giants, are powerful tribes in the Godforsaken Mountains.

"Get out, you lowly white dragons, how dare you fly over the territory of the death giants!"

Death giant guards rose from the dark swamp, covered by countless thick, tangled ancient trees and vines, revealing their heads and looking at the approaching dragon guard in the sky, their naked malice rising.

These death giants, who bound their souls to the plane of negative energy in order to possess the power to destroy all enemies, not only naturally hated dragons, but also naturally hated all souls with active vitality.

The dragon knights and Bloodscale Berserker Legion warriors in the sky cast down indifferent gazes, and more than a dozen white dragons also began to bare their bloodstained fangs.

But the head of the death giant guard who roared out was immediately pressed down by a huge, withered palm. A huge, ancient death giant emerged from the swamp and nodded slightly to White Dragon Gamot, who peered out from the sky.

Watching the departing dragons, this giant, who looked thin and whose cheeks had bone armor formed from bone fragments growing out of the skin, cursed in dissatisfaction.

A thin mist formed by smoke shrouded his body, and countless faces screaming in fear and pain spoke with his voice.

"Fools, you damned fools, those dragons just wanted to pass by, they didn't come to seize our tribe's territory. Why did you block them?"

The ancient death giant cursed, full of disappointment, "The multi-armed giant Moghes has already eliminated those cloud giants with their heads stuck in their asses, and soon it will be the turn of the evil giants and us death giants."

"Do you want me to face both the arrogant multi-armed giant Moghes and the ferocious red dragon, Kalon Kogmora, at the same time?"

The ancient death giant grumbled, "Damn it, you want to die, but I'm not tired of living yet."

"If I provoke that group of dragons who are about to go crazy, I'll run away immediately and let you be torn to pieces by them. Do you think you can withstand that red dragon's empire? You'll only be used as toothpicks for the dragons, you idiots."

One by one, the angry death giants quietly buried their heads in the swamp, leaving only the oldest death giant to sulk alone.

The sun rose high, and the giant's crude banner, woven from animal skins, fluttered in the wind, with a blood-colored skull simply smeared on it with animal blood.

This was the battle flag of the multi-armed giant Moghes.

After the multi-armed giant Moghes made up his mind to personally attack the cloud giant's tribe at any cost, the previously deadlocked war was broken through by the lives of countless giants.

Beside the fluttering banner, various gold and silver ornaments and jewelry were piled up, the accumulation of countless years in the cloud giants' palaces, enough to bury a hill giant.

Even the multi-armed giant Moghes, sitting on the ground, seemed half shorter in front of this mountain of wealth.

And the luxurious and beautiful palaces on the mountain peaks of the past have been completely breached, with flames and smoke rising everywhere.

Even several of the mountains near the cloud giants' mountain palaces have collapsed and cracked, showing the intensity of this battle.

There were countless giants of all kinds, with hill giants and stone giants accounting for the vast majority, as well as many wood giants, filth giants, and sand giants, such variant giants.

As well as countless giant subspecies and enslaved races, ancient ogres, cave trolls, goblins, and so on, were everywhere.

It was difficult to count the flying dragons circling in the sky at a glance, and the forcedly subjugated cloud giants were gathering the dragons they had once tamed.

Occasionally, the figures of dragons appeared in the sky, looking like they were besieging those who wanted to escape.

Moghes slumped on the ground without regard for his image, quietly gazing at the toppled palaces. In the giant kingdom he established, only his own palace was allowed to exist.

On the multi-armed giant Moghes's muscular chest, there was a conspicuous scorched scar, and the red muscles were turned out, vaguely visible the traces of those scorched muscles dying.

But everything was naturally healing and improving in front of the multi-armed giant's powerful vitality.

This was the most fierce offensive launched by the cloud giants' priests at the cost of their own lives, making even the armor made of the supreme heavenly Titan's bone fragments on the multi-armed giant unable to withstand such destructive power.

"Hmm?"

The multi-armed giant, who was resting, looked at the dragons flying horizontally from the distant sky and made a soft sound, but it was like a heavy drum beating.

He dismissed the dragons and flying dragons that surrounded him and stood up from the ground, just like a mountain rising from the earth.

Although the multi-armed giant's body was far less than the height of the surrounding mountains, this giant's aura made him look taller than those towering solitary peaks.

"The dragons of the Golden Empire, could it be that they can't restrain their ambitions and want to establish themselves in the Forsaken Mountains?" The multi-armed giant Moghes watched the stopping dragon team calmly, his huge voice resounding.

"If you have such thoughts, then you will have to stay here today."

The multi-armed giant king's majestic aura made the dragon knights and more than a dozen white dragons in the sky instantly feel that even though they were in the high sky, there was still a majestic mountain in front of them that was difficult to cross.

The white dragon Gemott's huge and slender body swam out of the chariot, just like those flexible snakes.

Gemott stretched his wings and landed at the same height as the multi-armed giant Moghes's head, and then opened his mouth and said, "The empire does not have such intentions, Moghes. The emperor of the Golden Empire, Kalon Kogmora, has heard that you are a powerful and ambitious king, so he sent me to visit you."

"And send the emperor's personally written invitation," A thin golden book appeared on the white dragon Gemott's claws.

The two heads on Moghes's front frowned at the same time, took the golden book from the white dragon Gemott's claws, but did not open it, but asked, "The emperor of the Golden Empire? What does Kalon Kogmora want to do?"

"One month later, on the island in the eastern sea of the North Sea, eight kings will gather to discuss the alliance!" The white dragon Gemott said briefly and directly.

But this short sentence made the multi-armed giant Moghes's calm face also move slightly, "Eight kings gather? Where did the eight kings come from?"

"The king of the Elf Kingdom, the lord of the Dark Nest, the male king of the dark elves under the dark region, the monarch of the Orc Kingdom, the emperor of the Hobbist Empire, the king of the Frost Giants, and the king of the Forsaken Mountains!"

The white dragon Gemott said with a meaningful tone.

"And except for you, almost all the other kings have agreed to the meeting on the island of the North Sea in a month!" The white dragon Gemott said.

Although several dragon kings of the Golden Empire were still on the way to send invitations separately, and those kings had not yet agreed, the white dragon Gemott only used a small communication skill.

The multi-armed giant Moghes of the Forsaken Mountains could neither verify nor directly refuse.

Because this matter can be described as earth-shattering, not only the kings of the major powerful forces in the Northern Continent participated, but also the kings of the Western Continent were among them, even the multi-armed giant Moghes could not refuse such an alliance.

Because it is better to be safe than sorry.

No one can ignore the power of the connection and combination of these forces.

Moreover, the emperor of the Golden Empire also placed the meeting place outside the imperial forces, at the junction with other forces, so that these kings did not need to worry too much about their own danger.

So the multi-armed giant Moghes opened the invitation golden book in his hand, quickly browsed through the information, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I agree to your empire's meeting agreement. One month later, I, Moghes, will definitely appear on the island in the eastern sea,"

Moghes said, "As for the request made by the Golden Empire's emperor, Kalon Kogmora, to let me release the dragon species enslaved by me,"

"Go back and tell your emperor that I will bring those dragons over at that time. If the alliance is successfully reached after the meeting, I will release those dragons."

"Otherwise, if Kalon Kogmora sends an invitation and asks me to release these dragons, wouldn't it make others think that I am afraid of him?"

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