Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 123 The Soul of the World Tree
In the distant sky, a huge red dragon stretched out its gigantic wings, like a dragon-shaped volcano, spewing endless molten flow from its mouth. The large shadows covered by the moonlight crisscrossed the entire barren sandy land.

Raging destructive dragon fires were rising everywhere around the entire camp. As long as those skeleton undead spirits were touched by a trace of fire, the yin energy in their bodies would burst into even more intense flames.

Countless wailing souls were freed from the bones, uttered their last cry in this world, and then were burned into nothingness by the all-consuming dragon fire.

The giant dragon in the sky spewed fire of destruction, and the followers on the earth wielded the blade of death, freeing these souls that should have been silent long ago.

The dragon fire that spread across the sky and earth and into the surrounding void was so blazing that the mages and the dragon's followers guarding the tiny town felt as if they were in a huge furnace.

The air around him became thinner, and the originally exhausted magic power could no longer be sensed.

The mages and werewolf spellcasters in the city could only mobilize their own magical powers to raise a spell barrier shield above the entire dwarf city to isolate the high temperature radiating from the inferno.

The skeleton undead that were originally surrounding the innermost layer of the camp were able to survive for the time being because the red dragon chose to attack from the outer circle in order to maximize the casualties. Relying on their numerical advantage that was several times that of the dragon army, they were launching a fierce attack.

The hope is to defeat these big cans wrapped in iron armor and hide in the city where the fire has not fallen.

The tyrannical dragon fire and extremely terrifying high temperature that were sweeping in from all around and behind and could easily destroy souls that could not be touched by ordinary forces brought these white-bone undead a deadly sense of threat and urgency. This was an emotional fluctuation that they had not felt since they had sunk for countless years.

But this rare experience made these already numb souls become crazy. The ghostly green ghost fires shaking in their empty eye sockets jumped violently, and they even let out sharp roars from their skeletal bodies.

Countless skeleton undead, led by a dozen particularly powerful skeleton undead, continued to attack, overwhelming the dragon's army.

Boom! The giant with a long bone horn growing on his skull smashed the giant blade in his hand down, causing a whistling sound of wind.

"court death,"

The gnoll leader Yougu roared loudly, his pair of blood-red eyes burning with flames similar to those of a red dragon. He showed no weakness. The blood-red mane on his neck stood up like needles. His gnarled left arm was wrapped in thick iron armor, which he used as a shield and hammered out violently.

Clang,
The two collided, sparks flew, but the next moment, the spear held tightly in the werewolf's right hand pierced through the head of the skeleton giant. The power in the werewolf passed through the spear, turning the skeleton giant's head and the two green ghost fires into powder.

Whoosh, at this moment, a huge sound of wind came from the side of the werewolf Yougu, and a powerful undead with three pairs of bone wings stretched out his claws and grabbed towards Yougu's head.

There was a strange white ghost fire burning on the sharp claws, and this blow was enough to pierce through the armor and tear five bloody holes in the werewolf's head.

But at this moment, a stronger gale descended from the distant sky, and a terrifying shadow covered the still chaotic battlefield. A pair of thick, huge, sharp dragon claws flashing with faint cold light fell from the sky, instantly tearing into pieces the white bone undead that was powerful enough to fight against the werewolf leader.

The three pairs of huge bone wings were broken into pieces and fell into the dust, and the exceptionally vigorous soul was also crushed into several pieces by the red dragon's horn claws when it landed.

The airflow from the descending red dragon blew away many of the surrounding skeleton undead.

With the addition of Caron, this final battlefield quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.

The dozen or so most powerful skeleton undead were killed one by one by Karon, leaving only the last one that looked like a giant snake skeleton, stepping under Karon's feet and unable to struggle.

The remaining bones could not turn around and escape into the endless sea of fire that was still burning all around them, and could only fall one by one under the siege of the magician and the dragon army.

This battle did not last long. It took only half an hour to set the overall situation, and the rest of the time was used to clean up.

The dragon's legion warriors gathered the broken bones together and then burned them to ashes.

Karon wanted to interrogate the skeleton undead at his feet, but even though the soul strength of this skeleton undead was stronger than those of high-level wizards, its wisdom and everything were still worn away in endless time.

With only some instinctive reactions left, Charon could only crush it into pieces with one foot, then spit out dragon fire and burn it to ashes.

However, Caron made an unexpected discovery. This strange skeleton ghost was different from many human-shaped skeleton ghosts. The soul of this skeleton ghost seemed to be rooted in its own bones and flesh.

After death, the soul will not leave the body like other creatures in the world and go to the place where the souls of the world rest, the legendary River Styx where the endless souls of the dead flow.

"It's quite interesting. The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders." A faint white light appeared in Karon's dragon claws, and he imprisoned a group of scattered soul fragments in it and observed them carefully.

"These skeleton undead are different from most of the skeleton undead. Perhaps they are not the original creatures born in this plane," the squinty-eyed wizard Xiuser also walked up and said.

But now the mage had a look of respect on his face that he himself was not even aware of.

The dragon fires slowly died out after burning all the bones of the undead, but the barren sand land of the past has now turned into a crystal ground emitting high temperatures.

The sand and soil were melted by the red dragon's flames. Now the whole land was like a shallow lake with flowing clear water everywhere, which looked like a huge mirror under the moonlight.

This kind of scene is difficult to create even for some Saint-level powerhouses who are good at destructive spells and offensive power. Ordinary people always have their limits, but the power contained in this red dragon seems to have no limits.

"It is very likely. It seems that before us, this plane had more than one group of visitors, and they were unwelcome and evil guests." Karon nodded and squatted with his huge body.

The mage at his feet really needs to jump up at this time to hit the red dragon's knee.

"Although these huge numbers of undead souls were burned by your dragon fire, they also left behind some precious things," the squinting-eyed wizard spread out his palm, and a transparent crystal as big as a sesame seed lay in the wizard's slender and pale palm.

"Is this a soul crystal?" Karon lowered his broad head and stared at the sesame-sized transparent crystal in the mage's palm. This kind of soul crystal can only be born in some very special places from those tough and pure souls.

Soul crystals have the same uses as other magic crystals formed from pure magic power, but soul crystals are used more on the soul and spirit.

However, although the soul crystal is pure enough, it cannot be directly absorbed. The soul is one of the most wonderful creations in the world, and the soul of each creature is unique.

Even for those demons that evolved from abyss worms, their appearance changes and subsequent evolved races are determined by their unique soul characteristics.

Once you absorb soul crystals casually, although you can directly strengthen the power of the soul, you will also be affected by these souls.

Even so, soul crystals are still a rare treasure. Many creatures with weak souls will create various ways to use soul crystals to increase their soul strength and minimize the impact on themselves.

After all, a strong soul means the threshold to becoming a legend. Having a strong soul and mental will does not necessarily make one become a legend, but if the soul and mental will are not strong enough, then one will definitely not become a legend.

This is the common understanding of all creatures on the path to becoming legends.

Of course, for creatures that want to transform into liches, these soul crystals are the best holy objects and top-level supplements.

After transforming into a lich, the strength of the creature depends largely on the original soul strength. If Kalon sells these soul crystals to dragons who find it difficult to pass the ancient dragon stage and want to transform into dragon liches, a soul crystal of this size can be exchanged for at least 20,000 gold coins.

Twenty thousand gold coins in the eyes of the dragon.

Moreover, soul crystals are the hard currency in the Abyss Hell, and are more popular than ordinary souls. Kalon can even use soul crystals to hire those chaotic devils and demons to work for him if he collects enough soul crystals.

"Yes, soul crystals, Karon, you can let your followers collect this kind of thing on the battlefield. This kind of thing is quite precious even in the hands of those legends. In other words, it can only play the greatest value in the hands of those legends." The squinting-eyed wizard Xiuser told some of the knowledge he knew.

"Legends build their own cognitive system about the world, and then touch the laws of the real world based on their own understanding. A strong soul is an indispensable foundation."

"Once you are able to successfully build and perfect your own cognitive system and inject the laws you have comprehended and mastered, you will form a unique domain. Some powerful domains are even comparable to the kingdoms of weak gods."

Mage Xiuser's tiny eyes showed a hint of envy. The embryonic form of the red dragon's domain now gave this giant dragon a ticket to step into that threshold.

Many legendary strong men explore the endless astral planes, study the rules and mysteries of each world, and build and improve their own cognitive systems in order to condense their domains and become gods on earth with their own kingdoms.

Unfortunately, even with the lifespan and strength of a legendary strong man, few people can take this step in their entire life.

Like many great creatures who attempt to ascend to the throne of godhood, only a very lucky few can succeed.

The two similar yet different roads are almost equally difficult, with the former being slightly more difficult.

"I read in a magic book that in ancient times, there was a powerful wizard who could use the soul power of burning magic crystals to help him study the laws and mysteries of the world. Unfortunately, that method is not recorded in the book."

There was a look of regret in the squinting wizard's eyes. If he knew this method, perhaps Xuser could use the soul crystal in his hand to help himself get closer to the door of legend in the future.

There was nothing to regret for Karon, as his sub-brain nodes were prepared for this purpose, and the target had been determined during the initial strengthening, so it was not aimless.

However, he remembered that the power of faith needed by the gods of faith seemed to be extremely closely related to the soul. Those seemingly powerful and omnipotent gods of faith would fall into a deep sleep on the astral world once they did not receive enough nourishment from the power of faith.

"Perhaps these soul crystals are more precious than I thought," Karon thought. In his impression, this kind of thing is also a very expensive currency in the Abyss Hell.

Even those chaotic evil devils and demons can be made to obey the orders of a paladin, as long as the paladin can pay enough soul crystals.

The Red Dragon then ordered all of his followers to disperse and enter the battlefield of the earth, which had gradually cooled down and condensed into a crystal surface, to search for this soul crystal.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The earth has changed its appearance at this moment, and it looks somewhat dazzling under the morning sun.

Karon and his group continued to move towards their goal. There were already forty-two soul crystals in his space magic bag. These were the result of half a night's hard work by the dragon followers.

Charon did not pretend to be generous by giving some of the soul crystals to the mage. He and his followers had put in most of the effort in this battle, so the spoils rightfully belonged to him.

It was already considered very generous of Charon not to take the soul crystal from the squinty-eyed wizard, especially for a dragon.

Along the way, the dragon's followers smashed all the bones they saw into pieces, but when they rested at night, many skeleton ghosts would still appear from afar, constantly harassing everyone, as if they were trying to block the progress of the group.

However, after the experience of the first night, everyone would only walk for most of the day and then camp to rest. Every night when they camped, Kalon would use his power to condense the sand into a city, and then let the mages defend it with the help of the dwarf city.

He and his warrior followers slaughtered the invading undead spirits.

As they walked along the way and experienced several battles, the seemingly endless number of white-boned undead became fewer and fewer, and the tide of white-boned undead that came every night was visibly sparse and dispersed.

The mages were very happy, as they were finally about to reach their goal. The warriors were also very happy, as their nature was to love killing and fighting, and being law-abiding in the dragon's territory had made their bones rusty.

Karon was very happy when he saw the increasing number of soul crystals in the magic space bag. The only ones who were injured were the skeleton undead and the mastermind behind them.

On the tenth day after entering the desert, the mages finally saw their target. Karon also looked ahead with a slightly solemn expression. Even at noon when the sun was shining brightly, the area was still shrouded in a faint black mist.

There were layers of black fog, and the center was like a deep night. Even Karon's eyes could only barely penetrate the barrier of the black fog and see the vague scene.

A huge golden spear nailed a corpse into the ground. From the golden spear came a vast life energy and an extremely contradictory destructive force that made the red dragon feel a little frightened. These two forces coexisted on this spear, contradictory and harmonious.

Karon's face was a little solemn. His huge body blocked the mages who wanted to release magic to test it. "Be careful, don't act rashly. This place is a bit dangerous."

A wizard quickly dispersed the magic power gathered on his staff. During the battles along the way, these wizards had great confidence in the red dragon's abilities. If even the red dragon felt the danger, then it must not be a simple place.

"Being cautious is a good habit, wise dragon," a faint figure took shape in the black fog, like a transparent soul body, separating the barrier of the black fog and revealing a path leading to the golden spear.

It was then that the others saw the scene inside and couldn't help but gasp.

The thick golden spear was about as thick as an adult's thigh. The long spear body was inserted into the huge corpse on the ground, with more than ten meters of the spear body exposed outside.

The corpse on the ground was even larger, like a giant dragon lying down, with six wings, six arms and three heads. Each head looked different and did not possess the characteristics of ordinary creatures. It was like a combination of the primitive animality and divinity at the beginning of the world.

Even though it had been dead for countless years, the corpse still exuded a terrifying aura and pressure, and the aura of the huge golden spear was overwhelming, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

The aura coming from this corpse was the mastermind behind the scenes that Kalon had sensed, but now it seemed that this was not a little mouse, but a giant elephant.

"Legend!" The mage Xiuser blurted out in shock. The two unintentionally emitted majesties were more oppressive to the minds of the crowd than the might of a giant dragon, even though they were already at a considerable distance from each other.

Xuser had also sensed this kind of pressure from his teacher, the Saint-level mage Lapers, but it was not as oppressive and penetrating as the corpse in front of him.

"Yes, you mages who are hated by other creatures are always well-informed and have a lot of knowledge." The transparent soul said lightly.

"Who are you? An elf?" Karon's eyes were serious. He was ready to retreat.

At this time, the flames around him condensed into a thin flame field, which was condensed from his field. The pressure coming towards him had no effect on him, and the mental oppression was completely blocked by the field.

The transparent soul looked very much like a male elf, with pointed ears and an elven body shape, but it appeared in a strange black fog, making Karon unsure.

"Elf? That's just my incarnation," the male elf's soul chuckled, then pointed at the huge golden spear and said, "That's my true body!"

"Are you the soul born from this magic gun?" Karon frowned. He had never heard of a weapon that could give birth to its own soul. Perhaps some powerful magic alchemical weapons could have some simple spirituality, but they were not complete, living souls.

Perhaps only those divine weapons in the hands of gods can give birth to perfect souls. But although the aura of the golden divine spear in front of him is powerful, it is far from reaching the level of a divine weapon.

The male elf shook his head, and his calm tone suddenly fluctuated. "That divine spear was made from the heart of the World Tree, and I am the soul that was accidentally born from the World Tree."

"Those mages cut down the World Tree for research, and used the heart of the World Tree to refine it into a magical artifact that can transform between life and destruction."

(End of this chapter)