Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 228 Mysterious Dragon and Giant

The magic halo dissipated, and the figure of the magic dragon god Kresska appeared in the material world. It seemed that she always had her back to the sun and the light in the sky. Even when facing the light in the sky, the magic halo always blocked the sunlight in the sky.

The moment the magic dragon god Kresska disappeared, Karon realized this problem.

From the perspective of mysticism, it is worth considering by Caron.

However, Caron’s current goal is still to focus on his own development.

The ancestral red dragon stepped closer to the dying blue dragon demon. Its huge dragon claws grabbed the blue dragon demon's ugly head, which looked like a cross between a dragon and a gargoyle, and lifted him up.

The dragon-hunting dragon demon woke up at this time, with fragments of internal organs and dragon blood spilling out of his mouth. He used up his last bit of strength and laughed, "Hahaha, I lost, the mortal dragon."

"But if you think you are special because of their temporary kindness and appreciation, you are wrong, hahahaha."

The Blue Dragon Devil panted and said, "As long as you fight for them, you will end up like me sooner or later..."

There was calm in Karon's eyes. The dragon hunter in front of him was strong enough. If he didn't have hatred and contempt for the ancestral red dragon in his heart, he would never be easily deceived by the magic of the dragon god Kresska.

Although Charon had a pleasant conversation with the magic dragon god Kresska, and it seemed that the two sides had a good basis for cooperation and could be regarded as mutual helpers and fellow travelers, it was just the same as during his contact with the main god's alien body and Tiamat.

Deep in the heart of the ancestral red dragon, it always remains fundamentally vigilant against these existences, unless one day the power of the red dragon can easily overwhelm these existences.

Looking at the blue dragon demon in front of him, one can only say that this outstanding dragon warrior has followed the wrong person.

"Since I was born, I have never killed a dragon with my own hands. Unfortunately, you are not a dragon," Kallon said calmly.

"Okay, okay, okay," the Blue Dragon Demon laughed, "I don't feel humiliated to die in your hands, just do it quickly."

Snapped,
The heart energy on the steel claws of the ancestral red dragon surged, and it crushed the neck of the blue dragon demon without hesitation, and the pale blue neck armor exploded along with the flesh, blood and bones.

The huge head rolled down the bumpy grassland, and the breath of the dragon demon instantly dissipated in this real material world.

The ancestral red dragon tilted its head and sensed for a long time before letting out a sigh.

"Tiamat," Charon said softly, his head bowed.

Among the messages that Kresska gave to the ancestral red dragons, she shared some secrets about Tiamat.

Among them is the unique divine power that Tiamat possesses for each of the five-colored dragons, as the creator of the five-colored dragon species.

But Charon did not find any trace of this kind of magic on the dead blue dragon demon, which means that the breath of the ancestral red dragon that Tiamat captured when her consciousness descended is still sealed in the fortress of the dragon queen's kingdom, perhaps for another purpose.

Although Tiamat's ultimate intention is to replace Charon's soul with the souls of her followers, Charon does not like this potentially controlled behavior.

Although his relationship with Tiamat will not turn into a hostile stage from now on, it will become relatively complicated. Some of Tiamat's actions are also forcing Charon to move deeper into her camp.

"Sure enough, these powerful beings are not simple guys," Karon looked at the place where the Magic Dragon God disappeared. The change in Kresska's attitude was probably just the second option.

If Karon's own strength was not enough to fight against the Blue Dragon Demon Knight, he would probably not be able to escape being beheaded by Kresska as a protest and end up being treated like a dog.

However, even though they knew they would be facing a precarious situation, these dragon gods still went their own way. Not only were they not united, they also liked to undermine each other. Kallon could only sigh to the sky.

"If we really rely on these insects, then our future will be hopeless!"

The ancestral red dragon lowered its head, walked forward, and its dragon claws, which were powered by mental energy and sharper than the weapons made by the dwarves, cut open the belly of the blue dragon demon.

The flames spread from Karon's dragon claws. With precise control, the flames swept through the body of the Blue Dragon Demon, burning all the organs, blood and flesh in the body, except for the huge dragon demon heart in the dragon claws, which began to stop beating.

Charon opened his mouth like a snake, and the muscles in his upper and lower jaws and throat expanded and squirmed, swallowing the huge dragon demon heart into his stomach.

Gulu, the huge dragon demon heart, the moment it fell into the stomach, was turned into a big net by the gluttony power in Charon's body, like an octopus tentacles pulling, and then pierced into the demon dragon's heart, and began to absorb and digest the energy of the dragon heart.

Crack,

A spark of electric current, so tiny that it was almost imperceptible, flickered at the tip of the ancestral red dragon's wings, and was immediately melted and dissipated by the flames. This was the remnant of the blue dragon's demonic power.

"What a pity, it's still far from enough. Even after digesting it, it won't be of much help to me."

Charon's flames ignited, purifying the blood between the fangs and the stains on the mouth, restoring its clean appearance.

"Ok?"

Karon raised his head slightly, and the scales on his body made a sound like the collision of steel. The knotted muscles bulged under the scales as if they were about to jump out.

His wings and claws made dull explosion sounds. It was the violent force of the fire that began to roll inside his body again.

The dark golden pupils rekindled their flames, and at this moment, their true vision penetrated the clouds in the sky, trying to see what kind of creature it was that dared to spy on the dragon while it was eating.

It was a young dragon that looked like a golden dragon, climbing in the clouds high in the sky, as if those soft clouds were stairs that it could actually touch. It quietly poked its little head out from the gaps in the clouds, staring at the ancestor red dragon without blinking.

The silver dragon's innate magic is to walk on the clouds, but this dragon, which looks somewhat similar to a golden dragon cub, does not rely on its magic talent, but on its blood instinct to crawl on the clouds.

Just like the red dragon is born with the ability to spit out fire from its mouth, this dragon is born with the ability to walk on clouds.

Seeing the indifferent and slightly hostile gaze of the ancestor red dragon, the cub quickly retracted its head into the clouds and hid its head under its small fleshy wings. The red dragon couldn't help but laugh at its act of covering its ears and stealing the bell.

But Charon ignored this strange cub. With his knowledge, he couldn't tell what species of dragon this baby dragon belonged to, but it was definitely not a giant dragon born in the world of Ekania.

A hasty contact might cause misunderstandings. A dragon that can travel from other planes should be accompanied by a family leader, and he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble. So the ancestral red dragon used its hind legs to crack the ground, buried the head of the blue dragon demon in a deep pit, and then lifted up the remaining body of the blue dragon demon, stretched out its wings, took off into the air, and flew towards his own empire.

The sky exploded, leaving only a fiery phantom of fire and layers of surging and exploding clouds in the air. The figure of the ancestral red dragon had already reached the horizon, merging with the halo of the setting sun.

……

The land once promised by the gods, at the tail of the towering God-forsaken Mountains, in the coastal mountains, the habitat of the storm giants, has welcomed a unique guest.

boom,
The huge bone hammer broke the rocks, and the fierce attack caused countless pieces of rock to fly, like arrows driving into the surrounding tall trees, penetrating deep into the wood and shaking off countless leaves.

The one-eyed giant was eighteen meters tall, with a ferocious and rough face. His entire body was simply wrapped in a piece of animal skin held together by vines, and the huge ugly thing between his legs was still shaking in the wind.

"Get out of the way and let your leaders come out to talk to me. If it weren't for the order of Lord Moges, I would tear off your heads and taste your blood and flesh."

The bloodthirsty one eye of the Cyclops was full of malice and greed as he shouted and cursed loudly. The huge bone hammer in his hand was carried on his shoulder, revealing his powerful ferocity.

In front of the one-eyed giant, several young storm giants surrounded him holding huge stone axes, spears, chains, and giant swords. Several of the storm giant's fighting partners were also roaring and circling around, eager to pounce.

Two giant peng birds were circling in the sky, three griffins were standing on a high hill, and six four-tusked sea lions were crawling out from the nearby sea, approaching the area of confrontation.

There were also two storm giants standing on the hill with the griffin. The huge compound bows were already drawn, and lightning runes were jumping on the longbows, intimidating the arrogant one-eyed giant.

"You lowly creature, you dare to provoke us Storm Giants. If it weren't for your weapons, we would have beaten you to death and let the vultures eat you, because we Storm Giants are not as disgusting as ugly and inferior creatures like you!"

The young storm giant Garcia, holding a huge axe, was not afraid of the tall and ferocious one-eyed giant at all, and scolded him contemptuously.

Garcia has a different skin color and hair from other Storm Giants. His skin is purple, and his hair is dark purple, which is extremely rare among Storm Giants.

In the world of Ekania, an ordinary adult Storm Giant is about sixteen meters tall, while the young Garcia is fourteen meters tall. His outstanding talent allows him to remain unafraid even when facing the oppression of the One-eyed Giant.

"Hahaha, you stupid little guy, this world only looks at one's own strength. If it looks at one's own origin, then shouldn't you kneel down at the feet of Lord Moges and lick his toes?"

The one-eyed giant laughed wildly and said, "The weapon in my hand is naturally my strength. You overestimate your own abilities, you see, the axe in your hand is made of stone. If you are willing to follow me and pledge allegiance to Lord Moges,

"Maybe if you're lucky you'll get a piece of the Supreme Titan's Star Bone. Then you'll be qualified to challenge me."

"Storm Giant, don't like being someone else's dog," Garcia gritted his teeth, jumped out of the crowd, and the huge stone axe in his hand actually chopped down directly at the one-eyed giant.

Crack,

There were thunderous roars and pale white lightning flashing in the clouds. Each lightning was attracted by the young storm giant's bloodline spell - the Thunder Spell, which summoned the thunder and struck the one-eyed giant at the same time.

"Arrogant boy, it seems I have to teach you a lesson before your leader can speak out."

The one-eyed giant's huge body was knotted and bulging with blue veins and muscles. His strong arms like a blue dragon grasped the end of the leg bone of the Supreme Sky Titan, and he used his bulging muscles to support the heavy bone hammer and blasted out with force.

boom,
There was a dull thud as the giant axe and the bone hammer collided. The huge axe was directly smashed into pieces by the bone hammer at this moment. The lightning and thunder from the sky were originally going to strike the one-eyed giant's head, but were attracted by the bone hammer and absorbed into it without even a splash.

thump thump,
The storm giant Garcia retreated several steps, with only a short axe handle left in his hand. The chain lightning in the sky caused by his bloodline magic did not even hurt the one-eyed giant's skin.

"With such a tiny force, can you think of rebelling against me? Let your leader speak out, or I will break your limbs one by one."

The tall, ugly giant stepped forward with a grim smile, and the huge drumstick swung with a dull sound, smashing the weapons of the young giants who stepped forward to stop him.

The roc and griffin hovering in the sky flapped their wings and cried loudly, ready to swoop down from the air, their hooked claws and sharp beaks flashing a terrifying cold light.

Boom!

There were muffled thunders in the sky, thunderclouds gathered, lightning rolled, and a spear formed by lightning absorbed lightning from the thunderclouds and condensed into shape. The next moment, it fell from the sky like a thunderbolt.

The one-eyed giant felt the fatal threat coming at this moment. He stood still, the muscles in his arms bulged, and he raised his hammer to the sky with a roar.

Boom,

The lightning spears that fell from the sky collided with the drumsticks that suddenly lit up, and the bright lightning burst out, forcing the storm giants to close their eyes to avoid being burned by the intense lightning.

When the thunder gradually subsided, the young storm giants opened their eyes and looked. Although the huge one-eyed giant was intact, the ground under his feet was full of pits, and the thick hair on his arms was turned into ashes by the intense lightning.

"That's enough, Asis. This is the territory of the Storm Giants. This is not a place where you can act recklessly."

Maide, the leader of the storm giants, led the adult storm giants in the group out of the cave.

"You are the leader of the Storm Giants, Maide," the one-eyed giant exhaled and said slowly, "Very good, I have brought Lord Mogyes's order. I hope you Storm Giants will go to the center of the mountain and kneel down to him in submission."

The crude Cyclops did not know the charm of language, he just expressed his meaning in the most straightforward way.

"We Storm Giants need some time to think and discuss. Go back and tell Morges that we will have a reply in a few days."

The old leader, Maide, stepped forward and spoke slowly.

"Then you'd better be smart. The only outcome of resisting Lord Mogyes is death. The head of the slain hill giant is still under Lord Mogyes' feet."

The one-eyed giant shook his arms, put the huge bone hammer back on his shoulders, then turned around, knocked down many trees along the way, and walked into the mountains.

　Mid-Autumn Festival!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)