Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 244: Storm Titan's Crown

Firelight and crystal lamps began to illuminate the huge royal palace. Giant dragons of various scaly colors were gnashing their teeth as if sucking blood. The ferocious appearance of the evil dragons was revealed, and the horror of the dragons lay across their wings.

White frost filled the white dragon's mouth and nose, red sparks shot out between the red dragon's scales. The blue dragon spewed out dark green lightning, and the green dragon exhaled dark green poison.

The copper dragon and the bronze dragon couldn't help but bare their fangs, and the mist dragon and the steel dragon's eyes lit up with strange colors at the same time.

The dragons gathered around the ancestral red dragon Kalon Gogmora with great momentum. This was a group of dragons that had a common goal.

Those clusters of shining spiritual light danced in the claws of the ancestral red dragon, just like a group of dragons, being excited by the words of the ancestral red dragon.

"The dragons make the empire grow, and the empire makes the dragons strong. With the support of the entire empire, your strength is beyond imagination, but you are still unable to fight against those enemies who have countless years of accumulation and growth than us."

The voice of the ancestral red dragon began to change from light to heavy, and the ups and downs of the dragon's voice was like a song from the sky, echoing in the quiet hall where only the dragons raised their heads.

"In the endless frozen wasteland adjacent to the grasslands in the north of the empire, the commander of the white dragon tribe, 'Ice Prison' Sakles, could no longer send out dragon hunters to capture Sloka, because he had been completely defeated by the king of the frost giants in the duel, his dragon horns were broken, and he was enslaved by the king of the frost giants."

"The power of the Frost Giants is rapidly expanding. They are already preparing for war and have the ambition to march south. However, he is almost a legend, perhaps a legend."

The dark golden pupils of the ancestral red dragon flickered with flames. He said in a deep voice: "There are also potential dangers from the giants on the southern border of the empire."

"Although the Eternal Punishment Dragon seemed to have done nothing, he gave us information about the enemy behind the scenes,"

The body of the ancestral red dragon paced slowly in the center, its tail, wings and its words passing through the bodies of every dragon, and the breath of the ancestral red dragon also filled the noses of the dragons.

"The multi-armed giant Moges is not an ordinary giant, but a legendary giant. Even if his bloodline talent is ordinary, being able to leap to the legendary level means that he has escaped the mediocrity of his original bloodline and gained the most powerful power in his bloodline."

"Moreover, the multi-armed giant Moges is the descendant of the hundred-armed giant. He is not a low-level giant blood species, but the original giant, the original Titan, the descendant of the hundred-armed Titan who stands shoulder to shoulder with the gods."

The ancestral red dragon looked at the giant dragons who were beginning to look solemn, bared his thick and long fangs, and said in a bared voice: "Besides, we still need to eradicate the murlocs and conquer the orcs to avenge the blood of the giant dragons. Do you think we can still grow step by step by suppressing our minions?"

As Karon finished speaking, the dragons looked around at each other. The originally arrogant dragons suddenly woke up.

Yes, the dragons in the dragon group, with the support of the empire's entire country, are much more powerful than those ordinary dragons.

Even the copper dragon Alfred, which was not super large in size, had grown to 18 meters long in the late youth stage. Among the copper dragon species, Alfred could be considered a super large dragon.

Alina, the young bronze dragon who once set foot in the dragon's territory, had grown from a fifteen-meter-long body to a point where she could stand shoulder to shoulder with her mate. Her own strength had grown over the years and was clearly higher than any of her own kind that she had seen before.

The giant dragons in Gogmora's native dragon group have grown in strength far more terrifyingly than these later dragons. Because they are younger than the later dragons and their own potential has not yet begun to take shape, their achievements are even greater.

Taking the adolescent blue dragon Akzi as an example, based on the division of dragon strength into age groups, this adolescent blue dragon has already exceeded the limits of normal blue dragon growth and can stand shoulder to shoulder with a blue dragon in the late youth stage. This is just a simple comparison of energy levels.

And if some wizards who like to use detection-level spells investigate this adolescent blue dragon, they may get detection results with a challenge level as high as thirteen, very close to fourteen.

The challenge level of a dragon is often at least one or two levels higher than that of ordinary races.

In other words, to challenge the teenage blue dragon Akzi alone, adventurers would need at least multiple high-level extraordinary warriors or a team equipped with a great wizard. The outcome is unknown because the outcome of the battle does not depend on the intuitive power level.

But the potential of adolescent blue dragons is not the strongest among the dragon group.

The adolescent blue dragon Doss, the adolescent white dragon Gemot, and the adolescent red dragon Clenaya, who are on the road to reviving the bloodline of their previous generations and can freely control dragon blood, are the ones with the greatest potential. Although they are younger than Akzi, their strength is not much behind Akzi.

This is also the reason why several young dragons can fight against two adult dragons. Although the strength of the adult multi-headed dragon is not outstanding, the adult Eternal Punishment Dragon is not an easy opponent.

Even the last few dragons that joined the dragon group, their strength and bodies were growing rapidly with the support of the empire, except for the unfortunate young red dragon Caedilos.

This young red dragon, whose true blood was extracted from the evil dragon, suffered severe injuries. In order to make up for the loss and deficit of true blood, his body growth became obviously slower than that of other dragons. Under the guidance of his unlearned thoughts, his strength did not increase by much.

As for the ancestral red dragon, although it has just entered adolescence for a few years and still has decades of growth to reach the youth stage among the giant dragons, its growth in strength has already left it far behind the dragons in the group.

But even the strongest ancestral red dragon could not say that it could face those terrifying opponents with confidence. Because legends were another kind of existence, and the innate power of the ancestral red dragon's blood was not necessarily better than the power of legends.

"So, being young is our disadvantage, but also our advantage,"

The spiritual light between the claws of the ancestral red dragon suddenly floated up into the air. He grinned, his fangs gleaming coldly, and laughed softly: "This is part of my power, but I am willing to share it with you, just like the dragon group made a promise to never betray when they were young!"

"But, if you accept my sharing, perhaps you will be influenced by me in some ways. Although I am a little anxious, the choice is still up to you."

Kallon glanced at the dragons and spoke bluntly and openly.

As the master of spiritual authority, these replicas of spiritual authority will also be affected by the ancestral red dragon. He possesses the supreme authority to influence and control these secondary authorities.

This also means that for a dragon that has received this gift, it will be difficult to sever this connection unless its strength reaches the same level as the ancestral red dragon.

The rest of the dragons were a little hesitant. Even the few teenage dragons who had grown up together since they were hatchlings were thinking about this choice.

This is the nature of dragons. Even Tiamat, the five-colored dragon goddess, cannot control the evil dragons that do not believe in her unless they use extreme violence.

Only the white dragon Kamide, the white dragon that had grown a second head, achieved a rare unity between the two heads this time. It broke out from the group of dragons and stood directly in front of the ancestral red dragon.

"Karon, let me go first. I'm thinking about how to become stronger. I originally wanted to fight a few games in the arena and earn some gold coins, but there were too many warriors there. I was afraid that I would lose face for you, so I didn't do it!"

"When I become stronger, I will crush those proud guys, hahahaha!"

Kamide puffed out his chest and wagged his tail, his two heads shaking as he stared at the spiritual light hovering in the air. His clear vertical pupils revealed curiosity, but there was not a trace of doubt or hesitation.

Kalon smiled gently. He had the utmost tolerance and patience towards Kamide.

Then the red dragon gathered the brightest spiritual light hovering in the air in his claws, and then gently pressed it on the original head of the white dragon Kamide.

By the time the red dragon's claws left the white dragon's head, a mark like tiny starlight had appeared on the scales on the center of Kamide's forehead, making the scales on his forehead shine brightly.

This means that the white dragon has not fully digested the spiritual power shared by the red dragon.

But before the white dragon Kamide could even start to speak happily, he was pushed behind by the other teenage dragons.

With the white dragon Kamide taking the lead, the other giant dragons from the native dragon group immediately put aside their hesitation and squeezed forward, their eyes revealing eagerness and anticipation.

The red dragon Clenaya and the green dragon Antajna showed off their charming lines, and their slender necks twisted in front of the ancestral red dragon.

But the one who squeezed in the front was the copper dragon Alfred. This dragon completely ignored the fact that his spouse was still thinking, and squeezed forward and laughed, "Let me do it, let me do it, Karon, if I can share with you, can I also have such beauty as you?"

The ancestral red dragon laughed in silence and shared all its spiritual power. The bronze dragon Alina finally stepped forward and came to the red dragon, bowed her head, and accepted the power. But the hesitation of these dragons made the other dragons grind their teeth. Except for these dragon lords, the dragons that joined the dragon group later did not get the share of the ancestral red dragon, except for the blue dragon Carlit.

Among the dragon group, there must be a division of merit and level in order to ensure a solid rule. Later dragons need to pay more in order to receive the gifts from the ancestral red dragons.

"This time we are hunting a group of dragons, but we also need a giant dragon to take charge of the situation in the empire," the ancestral red dragon's eyes swept over the faces of the giant dragons who did not get a share, "I hope you can protect the empire. When the dragons return, there will naturally be a discussion of your contributions."

"You are also a member of the dragon group, so you naturally enjoy the rights and interests of the Dragon's Covenant!"

The meaning of the ancestral red dragon's words was clear and understandable, which excited several giant dragons. The white dragon Sloka and the young red dragon Kaidilos even pounded the ground and roared continuously.

Although the steel dragon Midir was not good at fighting, he had seen the power of the ancestral red dragon and coveted this power, so he patted his chest, which was as flat as the floor of the royal palace, and made repeated promises.

Only the Mist Dragon De Niro nodded and said, "This is our responsibility."

Kalon nodded and led the dragons to the center of the hall. "Come, before we set off, let's meet our former friends. If we indulge in the present stability, the empire will eventually fall apart and disappear like the Storm Giants' tribe."

The leader of the imperial guards, who was standing at the gate of the royal court with his sword in hand, nodded slightly, breaking the long silence, and said to the storm giant Garcia who was waiting quietly: "Go in, my lord is already looking forward to your arrival!"

The storm giant Garcia responded to the dragon-blood angel in a friendly manner, and then led his people into the majestic hall.

The vastness and luxury of the hall did not attract the attention of the storm giants. Instead, the giants were fixed on those pairs of awe-inspiring and strange eyes and could not look away.

And the pair of huge, cold and ferocious dark-gold pupils in the middle made these storm giants actually feel that they should bow down in front of each other.

It wasn't until that unique dragon started speaking that the strange feeling disappeared from the storm giants' hearts.

"Although we meet again under such circumstances, I am still very happy to see my old friends from the Dragon Group!"

Kalon restrained his spiritual power which was growing every day, and the overflowing light in his pupils was not intentional.

The storm giant Garcia pursed his lips, and the fourteen-meter-tall giant finally realized that he was looking down at the dragons rudely.

So the giant walked to the side, bowed slightly, recalled his grandfather's teachings that he had not taken seriously in the past, and then said solemnly: "Good night, powerful and noble emperor, although the grief and anger in my heart have occupied my heart, I am still very happy to see you!"

Charon took a step forward and walked with his strong body in front of the Storm Giant, showing no sign of being inferior to him. Even though the dragon was much shorter than the fourteen-meter-tall Storm Giant when standing, the Storm Giant seemed particularly weak in the meeting between the two sides.

Kalon said gently, "You don't need to be so polite. Dragons don't have too many red tapes. The Storm Giant Tribe is also a friend of the dragons. I heard about what happened in the Storm Giant Tribe, but I'm still a little hesitant. I don't know where my friend, the leader of the giants, Maide, is now."

"If the Empire needs help, I will certainly not sit idly by and watch my friend!"

Hearing the red dragon's question, the originally quiet storm giants suddenly let out angry roars. The bloodshot in the giant Garcia's eyes also suddenly swelled up, blood filled his pupils, and he could no longer suppress his grief and anger.

"Thank you for your kindness, kind and honorable Emperor, but our leader, my grandfather, Mede, is dead,"

Garcia suddenly knelt on the ground with his head down, like pushing a golden mountain or knocking over a jade pillar, smashing the solid hall with a dull bang. The giant clenched his fists tightly, his bulging muscles were like thick vines, and his finger bones were crackling.

"He fought with them in order to stop the pursuers of Moges for us young people. But he did not die at the hands of the Cyclops Arcis, but was killed by the high priests of the cloud giants who often harassed the tribe!"

Looking at Garcia's inexplicable grief, Caron couldn't help but sigh.

In the past, when he led a group of dragons to visit the Storm Giants tribe and accepted the Storm Giants' kind protection, it was this young giant who sat beside him and grilled whale sharks in the sea for him. However, he did not expect that when they met again, their situations would be completely different.

"In my empire, the short-lived species have already gone through a generation of succession, and the dog-headed people and goblins have gone through several generations."

"But I didn't expect that my old friend, a giant of the longevity species, has now also embarked on the journey of death. The old friend has withered in the wind and rain."

Even Charon's cold face was moved. He was not afraid of death, but he also felt a little desolate because of the fall of the storm giant Maide.

The red dragon stretched out its claws, patted the giant's kneeling shoulders, and said with a sigh: "The dead are gone, but the living still have to endure the torment of this mortal world."

"Although the Kingdom of Dragons cannot be called boundless, it can accommodate many races to live and breed. If you Storm Giants are willing, you can also join the Empire. If there is any wind or rain, the Empire's sky will naturally protect you!"

Although when he was young, Charon had tried to establish friendly relations with the storm giants and recruit them, but now the strength of the dragon group is no longer what it used to be, even if these storm giants are unwilling to settle down in the empire, he will not force them to stay.

No matter how strong the warriors of the Storm Giant Tribe are, they cannot stop the legion warriors loyal to the dragons from becoming stronger and more loyal.

The wild giants were unable to withstand the crushing of the imperial army; this was a victory for civilization.

"No, Your Majesty Gogmora,"

The storm giant Garcia raised his head, his angry eyes filled with an unprecedented firm will, and the giant's deep voice rang out.

"It is certainly a blessing for the Storm Giants to join your kingdom, but I, Garcia, as the young master of the Storm Giant Tribe, would like to ask you for help,"

"Let the Storm Giants become your servants who serve you from generation to generation. I hope your power will favor us Storm Giants. Only then will we Storm Giants have the opportunity to clear the blood feud for our deceased elders in the future!"

Charon was rarely hesitant, not because of any other thoughts he had, but because although the storm giants were strong, they were not as good as the maids in serving the dragons.

And apart from the white dragons that roll and tangle with the frost giants in the snow on a daily basis, the rest of the true dragons, except for those with special bloodlines and individuals, can only compete with the high-level existences among the giants - the Titans.

Therefore, Charon did not attach great importance to the power of the Storm Giant Tribe. On the contrary, in order to accept these Storm Giants, he would need to allocate the empire's resources to them in some areas.

If the storm giants were just one of the thousands of races in the empire, then the red dragon would not have to hesitate.

But the giant Garcia saw the red dragon's hesitation. For these storm giants, the power and bloodline of the ancestral red dragon were enough to make these giants convinced.

After a long period of infection, the storm giants will be covered and blessed by the power of the red dragon's bloodline as well as have more resources allocated to them, allowing them to recover faster.

So Garcia tore off his animal skin clothes, revealing his naked upper body covered with scars.

The giant's hand scratched the edge of a fresh bloody wound on his chest, then he inserted his ten fingers deeply into the wound and tore open the flesh on his chest and abdomen.

A large amount of giant's blood gushed out, but Garcia just frowned.

The giant's violently beating heart was completely exposed to the red dragon at this moment, but the ancestral red dragon was attracted by another thing. The dragon's intuition told him that this was an item above legendary.

Garcia took out the simple crown from his chest, raised his hands, bowed his head, endured the pain and said in a deep voice: "Use this Storm Titan's crown as proof of the Storm Titan's loyalty to the dragon, and as proof of the dragon's servant's dedication and loyalty to the dragon master!"

　Just refresh it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)