Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 154: Dust Returns
The blue dragon Doss slowed down, and Liu Feng stretched out his soft hands like a gentle girl, stroking and moving the blue dragon's body.

The blue dragon Doss's wings, which were covered with storm and lightning patterns, were kept open without flapping. He only occasionally adjusted the angle of the wings to make it easier for him to hide in the clouds high in the sky.

Even though the two Dragon Worship priests in front were hiding in the dense forest, the trajectory of their movements still could not escape the blue dragon's sight.

An ordinary eagle or golden eagle can accurately find a moving rabbit on the ground from an altitude of thousands or even tens of thousands of meters.

Moreover, the dragon’s eyesight was excellent. The two dragon worshipping sacrificial activities were as clear to the blue dragon as looking at the lines on his own palm.

The priests of the Dragon Worship Cult shuttled back and forth in the forest. Their seemingly thin bodies moved at extremely fast speeds, and they were obviously not like normal humans. Their speed in the densely grown and tangled forest was even faster than those wild horses on the grassland.

As the dragon priest gradually turned towards the rolling mountains in the forest and stepped into a deep river valley, the high mountains on both sides blocked the blue dragon far behind.

The blue dragon Doss became anxious and flapped his wings quickly. The gentle breeze suddenly rolled up and turned into a powerful thrust, helping the dragon to burst out at a faster speed.

But at this moment, a deep and familiar voice sounded in the ears of the blue dragon Dos. It was Karon's voice.

"Come on down, Doss, these are the last two, let's see who is behind these guys."

The blue dragon Doss was so focused that he noticed at this moment that in front of the lush green mountain cliff in front of him, there was a faint red figure standing quietly on a natural platform extending from the top of the mountain, his figure obscured by some ancient trees growing diagonally upwards.

There was also a small team of ten imperial guards standing quietly nearby, led by none other than Saha, the dragon-born werewolf on duty today.

One after another, the flying dragons dug their sharp claws into the steep cliffs. There were nearly twenty flying dragons, and the dragon riders behind them were tied tightly to the backs of the dragons, so quietly that even the dragons would ignore them.

The blue dragon Doss dispersed the strong winds around him, smoothed his body with his wings to descend, and landed lightly on the top of the mountain, crushing and breaking the dense forest with his feet. Even though the blue dragon had been paying special attention, his huge body still created quite a noise.

"Karon, have you also been summoned by these guys? I thought you could resist the call of this ancient ritual with your willpower."

The blue dragon Doss showed his fangs and smiled. In the eyes of the giant dragons in the dragon group, the will of this red dragon was simply not something a giant dragon could possess. Even some human monks who paid special attention to spiritual practice might not be able to match the firm will of the red dragon.

The dragonborn Kalon, with a pair of red horns pointing to the sky and a pair of scales on his armor, shook his head and did not respond to the blue dragon's question. Instead, he instructed the leader of the imperial guards, Saha, and the captain of the flying dragon squad behind him: "Get ready to act. Wait until the dragon worship priests open the portal and keep them. Don't let any of them escape."

The dragon-born werewolf Saha did not speak, but just lowered his head, then jumped down directly from the top of the mountain with nine imperial guards.

Fu Ao,

Twenty flying dragons tore through the rocks with their sharp claws, rose from the cliffs, spread their wings, flew over the mountain top, then swooped down and caught the imperial guards who landed in mid-air.

Yo hoo,

The knight on the dragon's back shouted excitedly, and drove the dragon to swoop over the ground, throwing the imperial guards on the dragon's back into the valley.

One by one, the imperial guards rolled off the back of the flying dragon, bent one leg when they landed on the ground, lowered their heads slightly, and inserted their heavy broadswords into the loose soil and rocks in the valley to offset the impact of the landing.

The guards raised their heads one by one and saw several priests of the Dragon Worship Cult surrounding the priest wearing a crown. The middle-aged priest wearing a crown was holding a book like a scripture in his hand and chanting complicated spells.

A wide portal was slowly opening in front of the priests, only a few steps away from them.

An extremely strange, fishy smell came out from the open portal.

"You are too late, you lackeys of the dragon. You are only one step away," the middle-aged priest wearing a crown closed the scripture, placed his right hand on his left chest with a smile, and bowed hypocritically.
"It's a pity that you have the dragon's blood in your body. You don't know how to be a free dragon, but choose to become a dragon's slave," the middle-aged priest said in a mocking tone.
"you……"

call,
Before the middle-aged priest finished speaking, the arrogant attitude he had shown froze on his face, and a heavy broadsword shot out from the hands of the dragon-born werewolf Saha with a whistling sound. With a strong sound of wind, it brushed past the body of the middle-aged priest and nailed him directly between the middle-aged priest and the portal.

It sunk deeply into the ground, and the powerful force made the giant sword still tremble slightly in the soil.

"If you dare to step into the portal, you will die. Go ahead and capture them alive!"

The first sentence is a warning to the dragon priests, and the second sentence is an order to other warriors.

The eyes of the imperial guard soldier under the visor suddenly lit up. He raised the heavy sword, made a sword flower and strode forward. The heavy sword in his hand was like a sharp arrow on a bow, ready to be fired at any time.

The dragon knights in the sky also turned around and pounced on the priests of the Dragon Worship Cult under the command of the knights.

"Let's go," the middle-aged priest wearing a crown completely ignored Saha's warning and the heavy swords in the hands of other imperial guards, and rushed towards the portal with the scriptures in his arms.

call out,
A heavy sword whizzed towards him, but was dodged by the crowned priest, because the portal actually allowed the middle-aged priest to rush directly through it, like some kind of real phantom, which existed but could not be touched.

"This is the power of magical knowledge. I can't control the portal you built, but it's easy to interfere with your portal."

Charon, who was floating in the air, spread his wings, and looked down at the scene below with the blue dragon Dos, who was also floating in the air, and smiled slightly.

"Damn it, the portal is not working." The dignified and calm look on the face of the middle-aged priest wearing a crown finally disappeared, and a trace of panic appeared on his face.

"Then we can only rely on ourselves to fight our way out," a priest with a bell ring on his head, leaning on a bell staff, moved his lips and chanted a spell quickly.

The rapid chanting of incantations accompanied by the sound of the rapidly shaking bells carried a strange magic, causing the robes of the priest wearing a ring of bells on his head to swell, as if a strong wind was blowing underneath the robes.

"At the beginning of time, the Time Dragon God Akatosh already existed...sunk in darkness, lost in the absence of light. Appreciate this crystal blood bead that shines like a diamond, dragons. Your blood is my blood."

"Your heart is my heart, your bones are my bones, I will become a dragon!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the ground, with bursts of shouting, flying sand, scattered rocks, and rolling black fog.

The priest with the bell ring on his head suddenly swelled up, and his bloated body stretched out his loose robe. The rapidly growing bones and torn flesh brought the priest unimaginable pain.

Ah, ah, ah,
He roared in pain, and gradually in the diffuse black fog, the painful roar of a human voice turned into the howl of some wild beast, like the roar of a wild dragon.

呋，
A wing suddenly stretched out from the black mist, and two thick sharp claws also stepped out from the black mist, followed by a head with two horns, a pair of eyes full of bestiality, almost without wisdom and humanity, a thick and long neck, a body covered with colorful scales, and a tail covered with bone spurs.

boom,
The moment this strange giant beast stepped out of the black fog, all the black fog seemed to be absorbed instantly and poured into the body of the giant beast, allowing everyone to see the true face of the beast.

This is a giant dragon, a broken dragon, a dragon with serious flaws.

It only has one wing, and the other wing is broken off at the root, as if it had never had this wing when it first grew.

Moreover, the mixed-colored scales on its body were accompanied by a strong fishy smell, like a fish that had been dead for a few days. The scales were rusty and exuded some kind of sinister and corrosive energy.

Even the dumbest white dragon has a gleam of wisdom in its eyes, but this incomplete dragon does not exist. It is as if all of its humanity has been swallowed up by its animality, and it has become the purest beast.

Moreover, all the real dragons in the world have all four limbs, but this incomplete dragon only has hind limbs, just like the two-legged flying dragon despised by all the real dragons, a lowly product.

roar,
The strange dragon opened its huge mouth full of saliva and roared at the imperial guards who were rushing towards it.

"Damn it, this is blasphemous blood. I will kill all these inferior species and turn them into charcoal with electricity," said the blue dragon Dos, who was a superior dragon species among the five-colored dragon species. He smelled the scent of real dragon blood from this strange, incomplete dragon. It was obviously a strange product created by these dragon worship priests using real dragon blood.

"Haha," Karon comforted the blue dragon Dos, "There are always many people who think that as long as they have some dragon blood, they can evolve into a real dragon through some means. That is just a ridiculous idea."

"Just watch quietly, Dos. Our warriors can handle it all. They are just a group of mindless beasts, and we are the rulers, the lords, the real dragons. We don't need to do everything ourselves. This is the meaning of the existence of the dragon's followers."

Karon's consolation might not have any effect, but Karon's sandbag-sized fist was very intimidating. Although the blue dragon Dos wanted to fly down and kill all the beasts, he still suppressed the boiling dragon blood and watched the battle below quietly.

The priests transformed themselves into incomplete dragons while chanting incantations. They waved their ceremonial weapons and magical instruments, and black fog instantly enveloped a large area of the valley.

But the Imperial Guards had already started rushing forward after seeing that the portal had failed, waving their heavy swords and smashing down on the crippled dragon that was rushing towards them like a sledgehammer.

boom,
The mutilated dragon took heavy steps, stepped on the soft river valley ground, rushed straight over, opened its huge mouth that was smelly and dripping with saliva, and its rusty fangs were like rows of blades, biting directly at the heavy sword of the imperial guard.

But although the imperial guards were powerful, it was impossible for him to confront a ten-meter-long dragon head-on. At the last moment, he gave up the heavy sword in his hand, allowing it to fly out with the remaining force and be bitten by the steel teeth and iron mouth of the broken dragon.

The imperial guards had already rolled over and came to the side of the incomplete dragon. The short spears enchanted with armor-breaking and blood-loss effects equipped on their waists were pushed by a huge force and stabbed fiercely into the chest and abdomen of the incomplete dragon when the magic-powered armor on their bodies lit up.

roar,
The incomplete dragon, which was biting and swinging the heavy sword, had not yet reacted when a heavy blow to the chest and abdomen created a deep hole. Smelly black blood spurted out from the wound of the incomplete dragon.

The crippled dragon was in great pain, and subconsciously used the only half of its right wing to flap the attacked part, trying to knock the cunning enemy away. However, the imperial guard soldier with a brain had already rolled under the dragon's belly, and the bloody short spear in his hand cut another hole in the dragon's relatively fragile abdomen.

The bat-winged flying dragon in the sky also swooped down at this moment, and its sharp claws tore large pieces of flesh on the back of the mutilated dragon.

The knight on the dragon's back did not use "Bang Bang", which was not suitable for this battlefield. An excellent soldier should have the ability to judge the situation on the battlefield.

He was not equipped with any weapon such as the Dragon Knight's Spear. It would be extremely stupid and unreasonable to equip such a weapon on a very fast flying dragon.

He simply raised the short crossbow that he was equipped with to protect himself in case he fell to the ground, abandoned the short knife at his waist, and drove poisonous arrows into the back of the crippled dragon.

Boom! The crippled dragon finally fell down after suffering too much trauma. The remaining strength and excessive loss of life energy were not enough to maintain the posture of a crippled dragon. It transformed back into its original human form in the black fog, with wounds all over its naked body, twitching unconsciously in a pool of blood.

"Look, they are just incomplete beasts that cannot fly, have no dragon breath, and even their wisdom is covered by animal nature," said Caron in the sky. "They are just some pathetic people who covet the power of dragons. But I am more curious about the power of the organization behind these miscellaneous soldiers who were thrown out."

Karon looked at the broken dragons in the valley being gradually killed one by one by the Royal Guards and Dragon Knights, and landed from the sky with the blue dragon Doss.

boom,
The last incomplete dragon was easily dealt with by the dragonborn werewolf. The warlike werewolf defeated the incomplete dragon head-on.

Werewolves are similar to warriors to some extent, and the way they use their power is also similar. The power is concentrated in one body, and their strong body and strength are extremely effective in one-on-one combat.

The disadvantage is that it is difficult to create any earth-shattering commotion. For example, a holy-level werewolf can flatten a mountain, but it is not as efficient and grand as a spell cast by a holy-level wizard. However, the endurance of werewolves and warriors far exceeds that of wizards.

Of course, after the werewolf steps into the legend, there will be two paths to choose from. One is to maintain the original path, but he can explore knowledge on his own and choose to embrace magic or tap the potential of his bloodline.

The other path is to fully embrace the power of the wild, becoming the Wolf of Fenrir, no longer having the ability to transform into werewolf or human, and the corresponding human reason and wisdom.

However, the dragon-born werewolf Saha obviously will not embark on the path of transforming into Fenrir's wolf, because this guy has recently become obsessed with the girls of the Centaur clan.

"Master, Lord Doss," Saha wiped the smelly blood off his claws and stood in front of Kalon and Doss.

"Well, take those who are still alive back, cure them, and see if we can pry something out of them. As for the dead, hang their heads on the city gates as a warning to others!"

Kalon nodded and asked Saha to retreat with his soldiers.

"Doss, you go back too. I want to go in and take a look. And you should be at the celebration now," Karon drove Doss away. It didn't matter if his dragon incarnation died. The innate animality was inseparable from him and would only return to his body.

"Okay, but you have to be careful, Karon," the blue dragon Doss nodded and took off. Although he did not have a specific understanding of Karon's abilities, he could guess that Karon was very confident about his safety.

Step, step, step,
After everyone else left the valley, Karon walked to the portal that he had temporarily blocked. The smelly blood had already spread to the side of the portal.

Charon stretched out his claws, and the magic light in his hands surged. The illusory portal gradually solidified and restored its function.

A fishy smell suddenly came out from the portal. Karon frowned slightly and blocked his sense of smell. He opened his real vision and perception, trying to find out what secrets existed behind the portal.

Whoosh, whoosh,
There was a huge sound of wind. No, it was a huge sound of breathing, like a giant beast exhaling its breath through its nose.

A huge vertical pupil appeared from the opposite side of the portal, occupying almost the entire field of vision of the portal. The entire back of the portal suddenly became dark, and all light sources were blocked by the huge body of this giant beast.

An unimaginably huge head was swaying faintly against the dark background. Its vertical pupils were filled with cold bestiality and chaotic madness, and it was staring motionlessly at Caron who was about to step in.

This was a giant dragon, a dragon whose body was so huge that it was beyond imagination. However, Kallon showed a look of pity for it. He sighed, "How pathetic! A dragon that has been reduced to a controlled beast, a dragon whose wisdom and will have been annihilated. The Dragon Cult, hey, the Dragon Cult!"

Karon sneered, the magic power in his body boiling. All the magic power condensed in his hands, turning into a strange corrosive ray, which shot out and hit the bull's eye.

Awww,

The vertical pupils behind the portal suddenly shrank back, and earth-shaking rolling and slapping sounds came from the other side.

Click,

Karon clenched his dragon claws, and the entire portal suddenly shrank rapidly and was crushed in his hands.

Boom,

The magic shield on the surface of Karon's body flickered and rose from the dust.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."

Kalon was suspended in the air, and the dragon's voice mixed with rolling magic power caused the surrounding mountains to shake and rocks to fall.

Rumble,
The two surrounding mountains were shaking, and the earth seemed to be shaking as well. With the blessing of Kalon's talent, the power of his spells was like a punishment from heaven sent down by the gods.

The two high mountains seemed to be shaken by the gods who held up the sky. Countless boulders rolled down and smashed into the river valley at the foot of the mountain, burying the valley.

Click, click,
As Kalon's dragon voice sounded, the roots of the two high mountains finally couldn't hold on and broke at the waist from the cracks on the mountainside.

Boom, boom, boom.

The mountain fell down.

(End of this chapter)