Under the Red Dragon

"If you don't choose me, then you must face me!"

When these words came from the mouth of Kalon Gorgomora, they didn't sound arrogant or like empty threats; instead, the other kings felt the powerful confidence of this dragon emperor before them.

It was the confidence and assurance of a strong individual who recognized their own strength and possessed the ability to overcome all difficulties, their inner conviction so powerful that it was indestructible.

It was as if, within the hearts of these kings, there was a similar self-focus.

When a person's heart is as powerful as their strength, you can sense the hurt of others when they criticize you.

When others try to please you, you can see their need for emotional validation.

In the eyes of such strong individuals, all relationships in the world can be explained as a huge projection of fear; external factors cannot influence their inner thoughts or shake their will.

The other kings were not easily angered by Kalon Gorgomora's words because they were weighing the strength of the Golden Empire.

The Golden Empire, by holding this grand gathering, also displayed a portion of its strength to these kings, like a military parade, showcasing its power.

Mogyes, the multi-armed giant, might not be able to understand some aspects of the Golden Empire's strength assessment, but the other true monarchs had to pay close attention to it.

Setting aside the morale and strength of the Golden Empire's warriors for the moment, the heavy armor and weapons wielded by those legion soldiers revealed the terrifying scale of the Golden Empire's established production capacity.

Even in the hill and mountain dwarf kingdoms, which specialize in crafting weapons and armor, equipping so many warriors would require at least a decade of accumulation.

Yet the Golden Empire now claimed to have armored hundreds of thousands, but the entire Dragon Kingdom, from its founding to the present day, was less than twenty years old.

If the so-called armored hundreds of thousands were all like the legion soldiers arrayed on the island, it would mean that the difference in productivity was incredibly terrifying, and the acquisition and conversion of resources would be unfathomable.

There were also the various military weapons displayed by the Golden Empire, such as magical heavy cannons and alchemical magic armored golems, etc. These weapons obtained powerful forms of attack with minimal resources and low-intensity energy reactions.

This not only implied the efficiency of energy conversion but also meant that the Golden Empire's magical technology had developed to a very high level.

Although other kingdoms and civilizations also possessed magical civilization and knowledge, and there was no civilizational gap between them and the Golden Empire, it could be summarized as a huge difference in civilizational productivity in terms of overall strength.

This was something unimaginable in the world of Aikania because the progress and development of civilization and technology were completely different from the accumulation of wealth and the growth of military power.

A country could quickly accumulate wealth through conquest, harvesting, and plunder, and could expand its military power by vigorously recruiting warriors to form legions.

But wanting to achieve progress and achievements in magic, civilization, technology, and knowledge in just over a decade was like a fantasy.

Because these things cannot be accomplished overnight; they all require a long period of accumulation, climbing one step to see the scenery of the previous step.

Even kingdoms that have been inherited for hundreds or thousands of years can only reach this level through continuous accumulation. Once the nobles and rulers who monopolize knowledge and technology decline, the former accumulation will naturally be lost.

This was the point that Ragnar Hagg, the Frost Giant King, felt most deeply at the moment; compared to the Golden Empire, the Frost Giant's kingdom was nothing more than a large tribe.

Bocell Lyon, the Orc King, pondered for a long time and recalled the Golden Empire Dragon Kings and the Emperor's Guards he had encountered before ascending the solitary cliff.

In many urban legends, every guard warrior of the Emperor and Dragon Kings possessed powerful innate power and unparalleled potential, and every warrior could serve as a city-breaking and formation-destroying weapon in a legion.

Those Storm Giants and Golden Guards were indeed forces that these kings envied.

However, before Bocell Lyon could speak, the monarch of the Hobbs Empire said without showing any emotion, "Kalon Gorgomora, although you are the most supreme ancestral dragon in the mortal world, your strength and the power of the Golden Empire are not enough to say such things!"

"To not walk the same path as you is to face your attacks. None of the kings present have been scared by threats. Am I weaker than you, an ancestral dragon! How could my empire, my legions, fear your warriors."

This middle-aged emperor had ordinary features, but the confidence in his eyes was exactly the same as the ancestral red dragon's; it was the confidence of a strong individual.

Chalar Caesar was not angry because of the dragon's words; as an emperor, he was simply born knowing how to make preparations to fight for his future right to speak before things were settled.

If you only understand a king from their appearance, you will never be able to grasp their intentions.

Moreover, no supreme ruler who controls power is willing to be suppressed by the momentum of others.

"Your Majesty Chalar is right," Bocell Lyon, the Lion King with a white-brown mane, also spoke, "Although the Golden Empire is strong, it would be foolish to recklessly wage war against any one kingdom when surrounded on all sides."

"Moreover, the Orc Kingdom is far overseas, with the entire sea as a natural barrier to rely on."

Bocell Lyon chuckled, "The Orc Kingdom's former army of hundreds of thousands is only the tip of the iceberg of the Orc's power. The Golden Empire will only face defeat if it wants to set foot on Orc territory."

The multi-armed giant, Mogyes, was not good at so-called politics, but he was a truly powerful warrior.

He laughed loudly, "How could the power of an ancestral dragon scare me? To be honest, if you and I weren't both overlords, each with our own forces to rely on, your ability alone would not be able to compete with my power."

"So what if you blocked the Dragon God's punishment? True strong individuals never fear those gods. In the eyes of the strong, those gods are just creatures who are one step ahead of us."

"Moreover, with the ten thousand mountains of the Godforsaken Mountain Range, how many warriors from your Golden Empire can wade through them!"

The multi-armed giant Mogyes's words were full of heroism. Although his words were directed at the Golden Empire, even Kalon Gorgomora revealed an approving expression towards this giant.

In fact, the multi-armed giant's words were not an exaggeration. Although true dragons were known for their strength, dragons were not the most powerful creatures in the world in terms of strength alone.

In the mortal material world, as a general rule, those powerful giants standing on the earth could surpass the strength of dragons.

If placed in the astral realm, a large number of creatures such as high-level demon lords from the higher demons, ancient titans, and godspawn could surpass the power of true dragons.

The strength of true dragons lies not only in the combination of strength and spellcasting ability but also in the all-round synthesis, especially when they grow to the later stage and can control their own bloodlust with their wisdom, they will reach their peak state.

Other creatures have more or less some insurmountable disadvantages, just like the ancient titans, although powerful, do not have the ability to ascend to the high dome naturally.

Although the multi-armed giant Mogyes in front of him spoke rudely and directly, the energy fluctuations detected by Kalon Gorgomora's mind magic also demonstrated the giant's strength.

Multi-Armed Giant King Mogyes: Challenge Rating Twenty-Eight!

This was the king with the highest challenge rating among the kings present. The aura of Chalar Caesar, the monarch of the Hobbs Empire, was obscure, with fluctuating ups and downs and shifting lights, but Kalon Gorgomora could also see the approximate range of energy fluctuations in his eyes.

Chalar Caesar: Challenge Rating Twenty-Two to Twenty-Six!

The Orc King Bocell Lyon seemed unfathomable. Even with Kalon Gorgomora's mind detection spells, he could not detect the approximate energy fluctuations of this Orc King.

It was as if all the energy fluctuations of this Orc did not exist.

But with Kalon's current magical attainments, he could not figure out the energy level fluctuations of this Orc. Apart from the fact that the Orc King's level far exceeded Kalon Gorgomora's, there was only one explanation.

Bocell Lyon had at least one high-level treasure on his body.

No king was weak. Although in the realm above legend, power levels were mostly just a reference in the eyes of those strong individuals.

The real victory or defeat still needed to be determined by a face-to-face collision, but the advantage occupied by the power level was still not to be underestimated, because in the hands of these existences, even a little advantage could turn into a snowballing trend.

However, the words of these kings had not yet received a response from Kalon Gorgomora but were greeted by a response from the Elf King Anudale, who had been sitting quietly.

"Well, let me remind you, the Dark Elves have already forged an alliance with the Golden Empire that will never be changed. This means that once you become enemies with the Golden Empire, you will not only have to face the warriors of the Golden Empire but also the legions of the Dark Elves."

Anudale raised a glass of crimson wine and gracefully paid his respects to the other kings one by one, slowly saying.

"Oh, how rude of me," the beautiful face of Saros, the leader of the Underdark Nest, also showed a charming smile. She covered the corner of her mouth with one fair and slender hand and smiled pretentiously, "Perhaps you also need to face the Underdark Nest, gentlemen!"

The Frost Giant King Ragnar Hagg swallowed the roast meat in his mouth and added in a muffled voice, "There should be me too!"

As the words of these kings fell, the air in the entire royal tent suddenly solidified, and even the smiling face of the Elf King revealed a heavy expression.

Not only did the female servants feel as if their tense bodies were fixed by the amber-like air, but even the guards behind the other kings felt as if their bodies were buried in a deep pit, as if they were immersed in the deep sea.

The invisible pressure made the breathing of these attendants seem particularly clear.

Kalon Gorgomora's movements broke this solidified heavy pressure.

That scarlet and translucent body intertwined with dragon-text magic patterns was brighter than the blazing bonfire in the entire royal tent, and the ferocious claws and four pairs of bone horns showed his dragon characteristics, projecting a ferocious and solemn shadow under the bonfire in the royal tent.

Communication and negotiation both require skills. Kalon Gorgomora took the lead in gaining the upper hand, just to show his determination to lift the roof, so that the other kings could more easily accept his intention to open a window.

He suppressed the momentum of the other kings and offered the Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of the kings as a big stick, so that the kings could better enjoy the carrot after the big stick.

This step cannot be reversed; the effect and meaning are completely different.

As the focus of all eyes in the royal tent, Kalon Gorgomora maintained his original calm posture and looked at the still unruly multi-armed giant Mogyes.

"Mogyes, how many years have you spent in this mortal world?"

Not only were the other kings stunned, but even Mogyes was slightly stunned and subconsciously replied, "Me? As a long-lived species like giants, who would care about their age? As a strong individual above legend, who would remember how many years they have spent."

"I once accidentally saw the true face of the High Heaven Titan. At that time, it was probably hundreds of years ago."

So Kalon nodded and chuckled, "Yes, you have spent at least hundreds of years in this world, but from my infancy to the present, only a few decades have passed!"

No one would not understand the hidden meaning of this dragon emperor. Even the Orc King and the human monarch, who were short-lived species, changed their expressions.

The fact that these short-lived species were able to obtain such powerful abilities in just a few decades was not only because of their outstanding talent but also because these short-lived species needed less time to transform than dragons.

Orcs and humans are born with less power and essence than dragons, so they are weaker than dragons but can also improve faster than dragons.

And this red dragon in front of him has achieved such achievements in just a few decades, which can be called a miracle in any plane world.

So what achievements will this red dragon achieve in the future?

Perhaps many legendary strong individuals will stay on the threshold before reaching their destiny for hundreds or thousands of years and find it difficult to break through that threshold, just like the multi-armed giant Mogyes.

Although this giant's power level is higher than the other kings, he has still not stepped into the threshold of that hall.

Like the Dark Elf King Anudale, he is a male king who can only appear in the Dark Elves for several epochs, and so far he is only peeking at the unreachable scenery in front of the threshold of legendary destiny.

But the ancestral red dragon is different. He is a dragon with ancestral dragon blood and has no such restrictions by nature.

Whether the road to legend is smooth or not does not affect the growth of this dragon.

And although the multi-armed giant Mogyes has outstanding talent, he cannot compare to the real ancient titans and does not have the growth potential of the ancient titans.

This is also why this Giant King once wanted to strip the power and authority of the Storm Titan.

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Seeing that the multi-armed giant Mogyes's idea of ​​competing was temporarily suppressed by his words, and the expressions of the other kings changed slightly, Kalon Gorgomora stretched out his claws, pointed to the northern land geographic sand table in the center of the royal tent, and chuckled: "Kings, look!"

"The most fertile and abundant land and the most intelligent creatures in the entire northern continent of Aikania are occupied by those southern nobles,"

"The fertile lands occupied by those cowardly and greedy nobles are many times larger than the Hobis Empire and the Golden Empire combined,"

"Is it because they are nobler than us? Are they more powerful than us?"

Caron Gaugmora's eyes swept across all the intently listening kings within the royal tent, and he laughed, "No, it's just because they represent an order, a set of rules, that allows these dregs to safely occupy such wonderful places."

"Break the rules, create the rules, become the rules," Caron Gaugmora opened his arms, as if embracing the mountains and seas, and laughed, "I invite you kings here precisely to share the world with you. The Golden Empire will divide half of the world with you kings, co-ruling the Northern Continent!"

The phrase 'share the world' has unparalleled destructive power for talent, and for the kings, it means not giving up even a fraction.

Why? Because the temptation is too great.

The gazes of the kings became intense and dangerous, and even the Elf King noticed his breathing becoming heavier, a quiet heart involuntarily leaping and pulsating under the irrigation of hot blood.

A person who can say such things must be extraordinary. This requires not only vision and breadth of mind but also the guarantee of prestige and credibility, which Caron Gaugmora does not lack.

In a brief but fervent silence, the first to speak was the Orc King, Bosser Lion.

"We have no doubt that if the kings unite, they will surely trample the Northern Continent and wipe out all the Southern nobles, but what happens after the nobles are wiped out?"

Bosser Lion looked intently at the True Dragon Emperor and asked, "The lands occupied by the Southern Noble Alliance are vast enough, but the ambitions of the kings are even greater than these lands. Once disputes arise over the distribution of benefits, wars will inevitably break out among the kings!"

The Orc King couldn't help but care because the entire Orc Kingdom had been waiting for such an opportunity for countless years.

Without an order force like the Golden Empire opening a gap, the Orcs would face hostility and siege from all civilized forces once they set foot on the main continent.

But as long as they formed a deep alliance with the Golden Empire, the Orc Kingdom would naturally gain the excuse and power to start a war.

The Emperor of the Hobis Empire, Charal Caesar, also spoke, "Then who will lead the entire Kings' Alliance? Although the Golden Empire is the initiator of the alliance, it cannot expect the kings to willingly act as your vanguard!"

The Multi-Armed Giant, Mogyes, was also thinking. Although the Godforsaken Mountains had a large territory, the land occupied by the Southern nobles was a relatively well-developed civilization. Compared to that, the Godforsaken Mountains were nothing.

Not every kingdom can rise in the wilderness like the Golden Empire. The attraction of the wealthy lands of the South to the Multi-Armed Giants was also very significant.

Even the Frost Giant King and the other kings who had already established alliances with the Golden Empire looked at Caron Gaugmora. No one would be indifferent to the distribution of benefits.

The Dragon Kings of the Golden Empire also revealed shrewd gleams in their eyes. The desire for land and the pursuit of wealth were primal desires that no dragon could easily shake off.

Caron Gaugmora laughed and said, "If the kings and the Golden Empire jointly annihilate the Southern nobles, the Golden Empire will not take any of the land occupied by the Southern nobles, but will distribute it entirely among the kings,"

His blood-colored pupils, with their dark gold light, swept across the faces of each astonished king, and he said with a resounding voice, "In this way, can the Golden Empire become the leader of the Kings' Alliance? In this way, can the Golden Empire become the wielder of the Kings' Alliance's blade!"

Every king revealed a deep look of disbelief, even the Elf King.

What a crazy idea, an indescribable idea that made every king feel as if everything before them was a false dream.

But none of the kings were mediocre. Mediocre people could not stand here.

They seemed to understand something in their hearts. The True Dragon Emperor before them had an even grander goal.

"When a person has a higher mountain in their heart that they want to climb, they will not care about the mud at their feet!" The Orc King, Bosser Lion, asked, word by word, "I am very curious,"

"I am very curious about the true intention and purpose of you, the Dragon Emperor."

"I also do not believe that you are doing such a thing merely to wipe out those Southern nobles, merely to become the leader of the Kings' Alliance!" The Emperor of the Hobis Empire also slowly spoke.

"Your promise is very beautiful, so beautiful that I find it somewhat false," said the Multi-Armed Giant, Mogyes.

"A bigger goal? Of course, there is," Caron Gaugmora slowly stood up from his throne, his gaze sweeping across the kings.

"In the endless eons of the Ekarnia world, there are countless forces, races, and civilizations, fighting, killing, plotting, and opposing each other. I am already tired of this,"

Caron walked around the kings with a wine glass in his hand, his voice echoing within the royal tent.

"What are they fighting for? For living space, for the power to rule, for wealth, for strength, for status,"

"But why do they all focus their meager gazes on this piece of land that is destined to be limited?"

Caron's voice became impassioned, and he laughed, "Which of the kings here is not a hegemon who dominates one side? Which of you is not an enlightened king? Why bother with those vulgar and short-sighted people, struggling in this muddy swamp!"

The gazes of the kings became intense, not only because of the meaning of the True Dragon Emperor's words but also because of the praise from Caron Gaugmora's mouth.

How could ordinary praise compare to that of a renowned emperor?

"Whether it is elves, orcs, dragons, or humans, we have all had glorious civilizations, glorious histories,"

"Are we, the later kings, inferior to those kings in history?" Caron Gaugmora said in a deep voice, "I don't think so."

"Kings, join me in breaking these boring rules and creating our own order and rules," Caron laughed, "What we should pursue is a higher mountain, a world beyond the Ekarnia world. We, the latecomers, will far surpass those predecessors!"

"Our existence should be unrestricted, and the longevity, power, and authority pursued by those mortals are just insignificant trophies along our way."

"I will not only divide the entire Northern Continent among the kings but also open up the dimensional worlds developed by the Golden Empire to the kings, allowing the kings to enter and share this scenery."

One by one, the kings stood up, not only for the picture painted by this dragon but also for the Dragon Emperor's unprecedented spirit and breadth of mind.

"You do not have the wisdom, knowledge, and technology for cross-border development, but I do. You do not have the determination to unite, but I do. You do not have the idea of abandoning past grievances, but I do,"

Caron opened his arms, raised his wine glass, and his deep voice echoed in the hearts of every king.

"Come, kings, and watch with me as the heavens and earth are overturned, and perform the great cause of changing the world,"

"Let the seas, mountains, and diverse worlds, under our will, share this warmth and coolness from now on!"

The kings' alliance lasted from noon to dusk.

Those who watched could not know what the kings' alliance was like, but they still waited for the end of the alliance.

Until the sunset on the horizon, the open royal tent appeared in the eyes of the onlookers.

They could not hear the words of the kings, but they heard the thunderous sound of cannons.

On the isolated island, cannons bloomed with scenery more splendid than the sunset.

In the roar of the heavy artillery, the earth-shaking roar of thousands of soldiers resounded between heaven and earth, resounding in their ears, shattering the clouds in the sky, and shocking the hearts of all the surrounding onlookers.

"Golden Emperor's decree, the kings gather together, established today, anyone who disagrees, the kings will strike together!"

……

In the summer of the fifteenth year of the Dragon Calendar, Mogyes, the King of the Godforsaken Mountains, Bosser Lion, the monarch of the Orc Kingdom, Charal Caesar, the Emperor of the Hobis Empire, Anudale, the heroic king of the Dark Elves, and Saros, the lord of the Underdark Nest,

Ragnar Haeger, the Frost Giant King, and Alvin, the king of the Elven Kingdom, these kings and Caron Gaugmora, the Emperor of the Golden Empire, met on the Isle of the North Sea, reached the Eight Kings' Agreement, with the Golden Empire as the leading country, and jointly issued a declaration of war to the Southern Noble Alliance of the Northern Continent.

No one cared how the Emperor of the Golden Empire persuaded the Elven Kingdom and the Dark Elves to put aside their disputes. All the countries and forces of the entire Northern Continent, and even the civilized forces of the entire Ekarnia, clearly knew.

The Golden Empire of the North opened a new era, and the Golden Empire was the first overlord empire in the new era.

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"The Northern Chronicle - The Alliance of the Northern Island - The Rise of the Overlord"

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