Under the Red Dragon

The red dragon's stiff body relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a set of ferocious fangs.

Now, this ogre is, as she herself said, the red dragon's true slave. To describe the ogre's actions as self-defeating would be an understatement.

Karon hadn't expected the ogre to possess such powerful bloodline abilities. Today's events served as a reminder to him: never judge others based on stereotypes.

The red dragon shook his somewhat heavy head. Having absorbed a portion of the ogre's soul, he felt mentally sluggish, like someone who had overeaten, slowing his thoughts.

The backlashed ogre lay on the ground, twitching. The soul-level counterattack had clearly caused her significant harm. Her bare toes were stretched straight, her nostrils flared rapidly, and even her body was stiff and rigid.

The red dragon ignored her. Although he was unharmed, the ogre's malicious intent had truly angered him. Even though the ogre, Fafna, had now become quite useful to him, the red dragon declared with malice, "Fafna, I will not kill you now, but because of your actions, all ogres will become the lowest of slaves, and you are no exception."

The red dragon breathed out sparks, watching the gradually calming ogre, and grinned, revealing his ferocious fangs. "Even future dragon kin will become masters that your ogre race cannot disobey. Remember, all ogres."

"Is it really that interesting to be a king in this wilderness, beautiful red dragon?" A voice came from afar, yet it was as clear as if it were spoken in his ear.

Will Clarence stood at the forefront with a smile, accompanied by a smiling mage, on a low hill behind the ogre camp. Elite warriors drawn from the family were arrayed behind him, gradually spreading out, their well-crafted weapons gleaming with a chilling light in the sunset.

The mages stood at the rear, with the young dragons pulled by bear goblins and earth drakes, their eyes fixed on the camp below. The beautiful red dragon, though missing a section of its wing, still captured their full attention.

Karon's senses warned him that the group not far ahead posed a deadly threat. His spreading senses vaguely detected several powerful forces locking onto him, including that smiling human, but the most dangerous was the squinting mage beside him.

He had a strong intuition that any threatening action would invite a fatal blow. Moreover, the warriors behind the human leader each possessed power similar to the bloody light on the ogre Molgor's horn. Though not as powerful as the ogre tyrant, it was still extraordinary power.

In the world of Akania, only through arduous training or powerful talent could one condense their own seed of power and step into the extraordinary realm.

Above the extraordinary, ranks one to five were considered low-tier, six to ten were mid-tier, eleven to fifteen were high-tier, and above sixteen stepped into the Holy Domain. In some races, this stage was called a hero.

Karon understood humans well. As a former human, he knew that while humans might lack individual strength compared to dragons, their greatest strength lay in their average level. They possessed unparalleled creativity and collective power, which other races could not match.

And those mages, each brimming with magic, their staffs overflowing with vibrant magical light, locked onto the red dragon from afar. Perhaps if the red dragon showed the slightest intention of fleeing, countless magical strikes would follow. Taking flight rashly under enemy lock was extremely foolish.

His centaur followers, only the strongest, Kali, had touched the edge of the extraordinary. Perhaps a single charge from the opposing warriors would leave all these centaurs on this land.

Of course, more importantly in the red dragon's eyes, Grommet and Akz were rescued with great difficulty, and he couldn't abandon them casually.

Without thinking, the red dragon turned his head and whispered to Kali, Zorro, and the others guarding him, "Go, take Grommet and Akz far away. Do not appear without my explicit message."

Kali looked deeply at the dragon. The centaurs had become a burden to the dragon. She knelt on the ground and said softly, "According to your will, Lord Karon, the centaurs will await your return."

Will Clarence did not pay attention to the centaurs' movements. Separating warriors to intercept the centaurs might allow the red dragon to find an opportunity to escape from his grasp.

He whispered to the squinting mage beside him, "Schusler?"

The squinting mage Schusler opened his eyes, revealing a glint of cunning. He waved his staff gently, and a silent incantation condensed magic, which flowed into Will Clarence's body from the air. A faint, barely visible magic circle also appeared quietly under his feet.

Will Clarence's aura immediately intensified, his height slightly increased, and the seed of power within his body erupted with an extremely intense bronze aura, enveloping his body. This was the power of the Bronze Certificate, one of the most orthodox and ancient cultivation methods of humanity, imitating the bronze seeds created by the gods in ancient times.

The bronze aura on Will seemed to trigger resonance with the same power, and dozens of war soldiers behind him also showed faint bronze auras, continuously pouring towards Will.

His aura immediately rose steadily, instantly rising from the eleventh rank to the fourteenth rank, faintly touching the edge of the fifteenth rank. This was also his limit.

Will felt the powerful force surging through his body, somewhat awkwardly controlling his body, briefly rising into the air, and stepping towards the red dragon, who was waiting in battle.

He knew that dragons revered power, so he wanted to defeat this red dragon head-on with absolute strength. He wanted to subdue Karon.

Dragons were born extraordinary creatures, able to kill a strong adult from birth. Measuring the strength of dragons with ordinary ranks was not very accurate. Instead, the approximate strength of true dragons was measured by the age of the dragon.

This was the difference in the essence of life and the thickness of power. Mid-tier extraordinary warriors often needed to be extra careful when facing young dragons because their power was far from enough to contend with the young dragon's power. Although they had more agile figures and excellent martial skills to fight and maneuver against ordinary young dragons, carelessness meant death.

And the red dragon in front of him, still in his youth, was even stronger than dragons of the same age. Even Will, who belonged to the high-tier extraordinary, needed the mage Schusler to give him the life growth and magic control reflection spells to ensure absolute advantage in order to achieve an overwhelming victory head-on. Although reduced to a mage's spell experiment, Will was happy to do so.

Will Clarence landed gracefully in front of the red dragon like a refined nobleman, his unprecedented power making him fearless.

He stared at the red dragon's cold vertical pupils and said, "Come with me, young dragon. Your talent is so outstanding that you should not be buried in this wilderness, wallowing in this illusory and barren power."

"Go see the world, changing every day and night. Humans have become the masters of the world, and even the most powerful dragons are just hiding in the edges of the world, eking out a living. It is because dragons are addicted to their ancient heritage and standing still."

Um, the words of the characters only represent the characters themselves.