Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 152: Summoning the Dragon
"You said, it's great to be a dragon, isn't it?"

A middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous patterned robe, holding a ceremonial weapon, with a beard and a crown inlaid with pearls and gems, looked at the dragon knight flying across the sky and inspecting the territory, and spoke to his companions with an admiring voice.

"Yes, becoming a dragon gives you power and freedom. A dragon can do whatever it wants and go wherever it wants."

Another companion, who was also holding a tambourine, wearing a priest's robe, and replacing the crown on his head with a circle of small bells tied into a ring, answered.

The two people were also looking up at the flying dragon in the sky. The round pupils of humans occasionally changed into vertical pupils, and their bodies hidden under the robes also faintly had mixed-color scales like those of dragon descendants.

On their exquisite robes, both men wore the same bronze emblem, which was a giant dragon's head looking down at everything. This was the emblem of the Dragon Worship Cult.

"Tell me, will we be successful if we choose today, a major festival in the dragon territory?"

The middle-aged man wearing a crown suddenly sighed, as if he lacked confidence in his next action and needed some confidence from his companions.

"We will succeed, they are dragons after all," replied the man with the ring of bells on his head.

"As long as they are evil dragons, they will not be able to suppress the influence of their bloodline and inheritance. They will let everyone in the territory see the true face of the evil dragon."

"They want to follow order, so we give them order, but it is an order controlled and dominated by us!"

"Yes, as long as they are trapped in the chaotic control of the evil dragon's blood, the order of the territory will inevitably be affected. At that time, as long as the noble dragon priests take the initiative to meet those noble real dragons and offer the method of controlling the evil dragon's blood, the order of the territory will be restored."

The middle-aged man wearing the crown smiled and suddenly became full of confidence.

"When the time comes, the noble true dragon will control the blood of the evil dragon, and we, the Dragon God Cult, will control the noble true dragon. Then this huge dragon kingdom that is destined to be huge in the future will naturally belong to us."

"Haha, the most important thing is that we will also be granted dragon blood and become true descendants of dragons!" The companion wearing a ring on his head also laughed.

Then he hissed, "They are here. Let's start according to the plan. We will offer the most precious treasures to the dragons. I believe these noble real dragons will not refuse."

Two people stood on a wooden platform built by the river. A row of large drums covered with cowhide stood by the river. The morning mist had not yet dissipated in the riverside, but the shadowy figures of villagers had already appeared in the thin white mist.

In Hejian Village, which was built on the plain, almost all the villagers began to step out of their villages and walk towards the river.

The elderly grandmothers and women, all wearing gray-brown linen headscarves, led young children holding rattles and climbed onto the wooden platform beside the river bank, with expectant looks on their faces.

Under the command of the village chief, the strong men in the village stood in front of the big drums, with the heavy drumsticks hanging in their hands.

The other men, holding wooden sticks with bells and cloth ribbons tied to them, also came to the wooden platform one after another and circled along the river bank.

The village chief of the Hejian Village walked up to the two men dressed like priests with a cane and said respectfully, "Two respected dragon messengers, noble believers who worship dragons, we are ready. The purest and most beautiful girls in our village will offer our loyalty and joy to the dragon."

"The pure girl will offer the brightest gem of our village to the dragon to pray for the dragon's blessing and thank the dragon for its protection and generosity!"

The middle-aged man wearing a crown nodded and smiled, "The dragon will be pleased by this, and the noble true dragon will be pleased and will give you the blessing you hope for! Let's get started, village chief."

The village chief nodded, and his old voice became excited, and he shouted loudly: "Let's begin, let the purest and most beautiful girl in our village pay high tribute to the dragon!"

drink,
The men standing next to the big drums raised their drumsticks and shouted in unison.

The women let go of the children in their arms and lit torches. The suddenly rising flames dispelled the thin white mist and the atmosphere on the river bank gradually became warmer.

jingle,

The man with a ring bell on his head and a bell staff in his hand made a dancing pose. The bells on his head jingled, and the bells on the bell staff also began to ring rhythmically.

Bang, bang, bang,
The men began to beat on big drums, accompanying the tinkling of bells.

A small boat drifted slowly down the river that ran through the village. A pure and beautiful girl was lying in a wreath of flowers, like a holy angel, a devout believer, and a peaceful saint.

She wore a wreath inlaid with colorful gold grains, pearls and gems on her head, and a white robe like a wedding dress. Her white feet were bare, her eyes were slightly closed, and her hands were clasped between her chest, holding a crystal river pearl, as if praying.

Pfft,

The village chief cut the tied lamb's throat with one knife, and blood splattered into the burning brazier.

The singing that could not be suppressed by the drumbeats rang out from the throat of the dancing crowned priest. His high-pitched voice seemed to carry a strange magic and resonance, bringing in all the people along the river bank.

The rhythm of the hand drums shaken by the young children also echoed the strange singing. The women on the river bank scattered the newly harvested wheat, rice, fruits, etc. onto the boat and sang loudly in unison.

The men also struck the ground with the bell sticks in their hands, responding to the strange rhythm. Their deep and deep voices began to become louder, and everyone's singing was blown by the morning breeze and drifted away to a distant place.

"Once upon a time,"

"There is no time, no earth, everything is in chaos, and memory is covered with dust;"

"The past is like smoke, fleeting, the mountains and seas change, nothingness can be restored;"

Although the two leading priests used the dragon language which no one in the village could understand, under the influence of this strange atmosphere, these villagers seemed to be able to use the dragon language completely to follow the two priests in praying and chanting.

The gradually rising prayers resonated with the harmony of the crowd. The heavy voices, under some mysterious power, seemed to penetrate the barriers of space and float to the designated distance.

The singing after the prayer further amplifies this characteristic, just like the singing of devout believers in a holy church to the gods who are listening to the voices of their believers, floating and illusory.

"Time is as swift as flowing water,"

“No one can escape from this,”

"A girl waiting to be married waits for her husband as if she were waiting for the moment of death;"

"She was all white, as if she were wearing a white shroud,"

"She is doomed to die, wedding bells ring in praise,"

"Take her, take her,"

"Come, come, come,"

"Always at your service, young lady."

This is a sacrificial song, and also a song to call the dragon. It is not a hymn like the dragon song that the two priests said, to seek the blessing of the dragon and honor their lord.

This happened in a distant era, when dragons ruled the sky, the earth, and the sea. Many races that were regarded as slaves and food by the dragons offered sacrifices to the dragons, presenting them with songs of the pure and beautiful girls that the dragons loved most.

Nowadays, many evil dragons still retain the custom of taking pure and beautiful girls as food, which is also a heritage left over from ancient times.

This ritual has long been lost among the dragons, and is considered an unspeakable taboo by other races once ruled by dragons. It has long been destroyed and buried over the long years.

But the dragon blood will that the ritual can arouse is still deeply engraved in the blood of every dragon. This is the dragon-calling song that can really attract dragons.

The call from the ritual will awaken the ancient memories of the giant dragons in the dragon group, revive their evil dragon blood, and seek satisfaction.

This is an instinctive memory engraved in the blood of the dragon. It cannot be suppressed or escaped. This is the purpose of the Dragon Worship Cult.

Moreover, it is not just this village in Hejian. Except for those heavily defended cities directly under the control of the territory, all the villages where human beings make up the majority of the population are playing out the same scene at this moment.

As for the small number of the giant dragon's followers, because they were offering sacrifices to the giant dragon, they also took the initiative to respond loudly in the dragon language they understood, calling for the arrival of the giant dragon.

For a moment, the territory was filled with illusory and overlapping dragon-summoning songs that only dragons could perceive.

……

Today is the end of the year, the last day, and also the annual interest date set by Caron.

The atmosphere in the territory was obviously different. Many shops and taverns welcomed more customers. Even in the early morning, on the dragon's rest day, the city was as lively as at noon or evening.

Even Caron, who was on the top of the mountains, could clearly feel the change in the atmosphere.

When Charon didn't sleep in for the first time, he crawled out of his lava nest and flew to the Dragon King's Castle, a castle that belonged to all dragons and to him alone.

He found that the lively and cheerful maids were hanging lanterns and colorful ribbons bought from the market at the foot of the mountain on the doors and windows of the castle, making the originally majestic, solemn and dignified castle look very festive.

Karon did not blame the maids for taking the initiative, he liked this feeling. He did not go directly into the castle, lest the maids would have to send people to serve him.

He paced behind the castle, waiting for the rest of the dragon pack to arrive.

At today's event celebration, all the dragon lords will show up and celebrate with the people. On the one hand, it comes from the need to rule the territory. On the other hand, dragons actually like lively occasions, especially young dragons.

"Dad, dad, what a good day today is. Is there anything delicious?" This was the cry of the greedy snake Grenek. It hung its body from a branch of the World Tree more than four meters high, and stared at Karon with its big round eyes blinking.

"Dad, Dad, it's so lively today," This is the good baby, the kind and restrained snake Haninek. Although this chubby little snake is also greedy, he is much more obedient than Greenek.

"Dad, these magic powers are not as delicious as heart energy. You see, I have been growing very slowly recently!" The World Tree, which had grown taller and thicker, shook its branches, which were becoming increasingly green, like a shaking child.

Caron, who was strolling outside in the back garden of the castle, heard the calls of three annoying little guys and quickly flew back to the front of the castle. It would take a long time to get away from these three little guys.

The sun has risen, but it is still early for the dragon. Kalon is gazing at the city at the foot of the mountain which is gradually becoming lively. Although the city built by the white dragon Gemot is not yet completed, it has begun to show the style of a big city.

There were also many merchants from other places, even from the most distant southern continent. Some merchants had excellent vision and made plans in advance in this newly built city, purchasing many shops and houses.

Now the city at the foot of the mountain is much more lively than the Gulfstream City in the distance.

Karon looked at it for a while and shook his head. Originally, today's celebration was most suitable to be held in this city. This vast city has enough space and a wide square. It is also the city that Karon decided to focus on developing in the future.

However, as the arena and some activity venues were not fully built, Kalon had to give up the idea of diverting traffic and set the celebration in the Golden City.

Karon looked for a while, and only when the maids had finished decorating the castle and the gate to the Dragon King's Castle was covered with an exquisite carpet by the maids did he step into his castle leisurely.

Chief Lady Charizard had already lined up all the maids and stood on both sides of the hall, awaiting the arrival of the red dragon.

These maids were still wearing the clothes custom-made by Caron, but the difference was that today they all changed into bright red suits.

This kind of suit that sets off the snow-white skin makes the maids look even more pretty and have fair skin, especially the thin black belt with small golden bells inlaid around the neck, which makes these maids look even more charming.

"Master," the head lady Charizard and two rows of maids bent down. The small movement lifted up the already short skirts, revealing the plump and round petals.

Caron nodded and said, "Charlize, you did a great job. I really like this feeling."

The head lady Chariz and the maids all smiled sweetly. Their efforts were satisfied after receiving the red dragon's praise.

With the help of his maid, Kalon lay in the middle of the hall with his eyes closed to rest as usual, enjoying the luxurious life of the Dragon Lord while waiting for the arrival of the dragons.

Whoop, whoop, whoop,
There was the sound of flapping wings in the distance; it must be that the other dragons had left their nests and were heading towards the royal castle.

But at this moment, a burst of illusory overlapping and echoing singing and prayers came from the distant void and echoed in Kalon's ears.

Amidst the overlapping yet increasingly clear and loud singing, Kalon saw the holy and beautiful girls in the distance. The singing that made the dragon blood in his body gradually boil seemed to be floating up from around these girls.

There is also the scent of blood and food, and the temptation of treasures, calling for Charon's arrival.

The desire that originated from Charon's blood and was engraved at the beginning of creation was now boiling like the dragon fire running in Charon's blood, burning the will of the red dragon.

"Well, it's been a long time since I felt this feeling, this feeling of resistance to my will," Karon opened his eyes, and leaping flames burst out in his vertical pupils.

"Try harder, try harder, and you will be able to touch the edge of my will," Caron sneered and showed his fangs. At this moment, his body was experiencing a strong restlessness that he had not felt for a long time.

This restlessness gave him a strong desire to fly far away.

He withdrew his gaze from the illusory scene in the distance, but could not take his eyes away from the coolly dressed maid beside him.

His desire made him press these maids hard on him, and he stood up with his fiery dragon spear, wanting to find the secrets hidden between the full moons.

“Heh.” Caron’s will gently suppressed the desire to struggle. He sneered and said, “Another group of ignorant little mice have appeared. Let’s see what loopholes these little mice can find for the territory this time.”

He stood up with his huge body, stepped out of the castle, looked at the giant dragons flying away, and let out a sigh.

"This is the fate and challenge you must face. There will always be various challenges on the road to growth. I only hope that you can always stand by my side!"

　The dragon-summoning song comes from the Russian film "He is a Dragon", not my own work!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)