Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 261: The Golden Lion Legion and the Feast of Magic

"This place was once destroyed,"

The front end of the floating island that broke through the void and the world barrier and the root tentacles of the world tree Ovo began to gradually appear in the faint ripples of space. Several real dragons with wings and claws spread their heads and looked down at the ruins.

Beside the huge body of the ancestral red dragon, dragon lords of various colors stood on both sides, looking ferocious and fierce. Waves of violent aura rose into the sky, gradually spreading and descending into the world of ice and fire.

Behind these giant dragons were the warriors of the Golden Empire Legion, whose mighty auras were rising, and the legion of spellcasters, who were standing solemnly. With dragon flags waving, the native legion of the Golden Empire began to descend into this world.

Next to the array of legion warriors, there are also small interstellar warships lined up on the open space of the floating island.

Five hundred Fremen warriors, wearing battle uniforms, were led by Stilgar and were watching the new world through the projections of the mages. A golden lion flag embroidered with the eye of a dragon was waving in their legion.

With the secret support of the Golden Empire, it took only half a month for the messianic warrior of the ancestral red dragon, Paul Atreides, to wipe out all opposition forces on the Dune planet and occupy the entire Dune planet.

After establishing a trans-temporal and spatial beacon that spanned infinite dimensions, the ancestral red dragon and the dragon lords controlled the floating islands, followed the golden passage, and left the universe.

But the fanatical Fremen believed in the ancestral red dragon and groups of dragons, and many extremely fanatical warriors emerged, wanting to follow the footsteps of the Lord they believed in and embark on the journey and conquest of other worlds.

But the war in the universe has just begun, and Charon does not need the power of these Fremen for the time being.

However, at the suggestion of Paul Atreides, Charon agreed to select five hundred warriors from millions of Fremen warriors to serve as the emperor's guards, warriors under the throne of God, to follow him on a new journey.

These Fremen are the Golden Lion Legion of the Dragon Emperor, known as the Saint Fremen Warriors.

"I feel that there is an extremely strong radiation force in this place. Perhaps, this place has been hit by the same force as the atomic weapons in the Dune universe."

There was a gleam of light in the vertical pupils of the green dragon Antajena. After absorbing the spices, these dragons were not only smarter, but also had more experience in the world, giving them a completely different temperament from the other dragons nesting in the nest.

Even though the Dragon Heritage contains a lot of knowledge beyond the native world, it is ultimately not as effective in changing a living being as experiencing it firsthand.

The white dragon Gemot raised his huge and ferocious head and scanned this world that was destined to succumb to the claws of the dragon.

Everywhere you look, the area is bathed in semi-permanent darkness, and even on the brightest days of summer, the sun in the sky is obscured by the ash that fills the air.

The Ash River that flows through the area glows a faint green in the darkness. The only fish that can survive in it are deformed, blind, twisted and poisonous. The land covered with ghost grass is barren and dry. Apart from the ghost grass, no other plants can grow.

This place is filled with destructive radiation that has not subsided after countless years. Even a few giant dragons and the overwhelming demons in the distant sky regard this abandoned city as a place that cannot be set foot in.

Even the demons born from the abyss plane had no intention of setting foot deep into this area.

Fortunately, countless tall energy-absorbing devices provide a magic barrier covering the entire island to protect the legion soldiers on the island and isolate them from the influence of these radiation forces. Otherwise, those low-level spellcasters might be affected by this powerful radiation.

However, the impact of this radiation does not cause any harm to the dragon, but if it stays in this environment for a long time, the dragon may also undergo relative mutations due to the absorption of this power, thereby controlling the power of this radiation. After all, the dragon is one of the creatures that can adapt to the environment most easily.

According to what Charon knew, there was also a mutated dragon species called the Radiation Dragon, but this type of dragon was very rare, as rare as the Time Dragon.

"I don't know how Rossani is doing now. I hope he hasn't been killed by the devil yet," the red dragon Clenaya, who has always despised the behavior of the black dragon Rossani and Longge, suddenly said.

As the floating island gradually appeared, the demons in the distant sky began to notice this place and gathered here.

However, those demons did not come near here. They just wandered in the distant sky, staring at the floating island with malicious eyes.

The floating island gradually merged with the reality of the world, revealing its entire tracks. Under the guidance of the World Tree Ovo's roots and driven by the energy provided by the energy absorption device, it left this shadowy land.

This place is despised by demons and is not suitable as a base for the Legion's arrival.

"Rosani is still alive, I can sense it,"

Karon looked at the cliffs passing by under his feet. They were gradually eroded by the death energy from the abyss brought by the boundless demons, as well as the breath constantly overflowing from the plane channel. It gradually became like the abyss plane, with cracks and death energy emerging everywhere. It had begun to become a desperate situation for all living things.

Although the Valyrian Peninsula is almost an entire continent away from here, the black dragon Rosani and the ancestral red dragon sword not only have a mental connection, but also the spiritual secondary authority of the original creation, allowing him to sense the other's life and death.

The current Karon, with his senses fully released, could easily sweep the area of thousands of miles. Within this area of thousands of miles, the demon's unique aura of chaos and destruction had already occupied all the space in the world.

There is no breath that does not belong to the devil surviving in this world, and the boundless abyss of death has enveloped the world.

But beyond the perception distance of the ancestral red dragon, in the endless and distant place of this continent, there is a breath rising into the sky, standing like the sky.

Even though these dragons and spellcasters are incapable of sensing it, they can still sense that the aura is suppressing the entire world, just like looking at a mountain that touches the sky from the horizon; they cannot sense it by themselves, but can still see it.

This aura is so shocking, destructive and brutal, as if it is feeding on the entire world, bringing powerful mental oppression to all creatures that are not demons. As long as you actively observe it, you will be suppressed instinctively.

However, for those with lower strength, it is difficult to detect the existence of this aura because their weak mental power cannot observe the existence of the other party.

Among the dragons and spellcasters present, only the Ancestral Red Dragon and the Archmage of the Sanctuary, Lapers, felt this invisible suppressive force.

"This is a demon lord-level demon that possesses such a terrifying ability, Karon."

The Archmage of the Sanctuary, Lapers, walked up with a heavy face. With the help of spices, this Archmage of the Sanctuary was just one step away from reaching the legendary level.

But to become a legend, one needs not only strength as a foundation, but also a special opportunity. Even though Lapers' current strength is perhaps several times greater than his original self, he is still hesitating in front of the gate of legend.

In the crimson pupils of the ancestral red dragon, there was a dark golden vertical pupil that looked like a golden line. He collected all the information about the countless demonic auras and infections in this world, and used this to analyze and determine the identity and strength of that powerful demon.

However, the aura of the surrounding world was densely intertwined, and countless high-level demons were clearly visible in the eyes of the red dragon, but there was no information about the big demon. It was obvious that the other party possessed some ability that was enough to isolate the information of its own existence.

So Kalon nodded slightly, and the deep voice of the dragon sounded, "It is indeed a powerful enemy, perhaps much more powerful than the God of this plane."

The cold and thorny faces of the dragon lords became solemn. The evaluation of the ancestral red dragon was enough to make these powerful and proud dragons more vigilant.

The white-haired wizard Lapers was relieved to see that the ancestral red dragon was not arrogant. He smiled and said, "However, with our strength, we may not lose to this demon, but we should block the plane channels of those demons for now, and it would be best if we destroy the plane channels directly."

"Without the plane channel, the demons' reinforcements cannot arrive. We can wipe out these demons one by one. The big demon has lost the power transmission of the plane channel, and it is difficult to replenish its own power. We can surround and kill him here."

Caron's fangs lit up, and he smiled slowly: "This is a good idea."

The floating island also slowly stopped at this time. On the towering cliffs, there were countless eerie and terrifying caves.

According to legend, dragons, demons, and even scarier creatures have built their nests here. At this moment, ugly and terrifying demons are coming out of these gloomy and terrifying caves. These enemies of all living things are indeed scarier than dragons and demons.

And deep in a huge cave, the deathly air of the abyss is bubbling out. In the perception of the ancestral red dragon, it is connected to another dimension.

So he turned around and said to the long-awaited group of dragons: "Go, this is your battlefield. Turn your inflated strength into a stepping stone for the future. You need the tempering of battle."

The dragons nodded, raised their claws and heads, their scales were red and their fierce eyes were revealed.

Bang bang bang,
The demons on the periphery covered the sky, so densely packed that the sun was invisible. They pounced on the floating island the moment it left the shadows.

"Kill these dragons,"

"Drain the souls of these humans," "Eat them, enslave them, kill them!"

Mid-level demons roared, low-level demons howled, and they crashed into the extremely solid magic barrier one after another, knocking down the solid barrier shield and causing ripples.

There were also thousands of demons that pounced directly on the top of the magic barrier, lying on the barrier shield with ferocious faces, intimidating the creatures on the floating island and biting the barrier, causing the core energy of the floating island to be quickly consumed.

There were so many demons in the sky that the entire floating island sank more than ten meters.

The Empire's legionnaires and spellcasters looked calm, but the Golden Lion Legionnaires, who had never seen such a situation, looked a little pale.

"Is this a demon? How blasphemous it is to dare to attack the chariot of the Emperor of God."

"It's so terrifying. How can these demons be creatures that mortals can fight against?"

"Don't panic," Stilger's face darkened. He shouted loudly, "We are holy warriors under the throne of God. Those demons are just ugly and fierce. You dare to rush towards the main gun of the spacecraft. Are you afraid of these ugly and blasphemous evil creatures?"

"To dare to challenge the majesty of the throne is the greatest blasphemy,"

Stilger's words worked. The former leader of the northern tribe instantly aroused the bellicosity of the Golden Lion Legion warriors. Together with Stilger, they boarded the small interstellar spacecraft one by one, waiting for orders.

"These damn bastards, this should be the empire's garden, the empire's resource,"

The young high-level wizard Sakro held up his staff. As the supreme leader of the spellcaster army, his strength was not as good as that of the Sanctuary Archmage Lapers, but he was in charge of all spellcasters and possessed a very high status and power.

"Attention, mages of all levels, everyone, cast spells in groups to wipe out the demons!"

With the permission of the ancestral red dragon, Sakro began to distribute command power.

The commander of the low-level mages raised his staff and shouted, "Prepare to cast—Scorching Ray!"

Eight hundred mages in the spellcasting legion raised their staffs at the same time, and under the synaesthesia casting, the spell models intertwined extremely quickly, and huge amounts of magic power were drawn.

Two thousand four hundred rays of fire, centered on the floating island, swept across in all directions like lasers.

Two thousand four hundred densely packed flame rays coordinated with each other, covering every inch of space. Under the calculations and casting of the spellcaster, no demon could escape from this net of fire.

Low-level demons screamed as they were swept by the fire rays and fell like rain. The demons burned by the flames emitted black smoke that billowed up and blocked all views of the floating island.

The commander of the mid-level mages raised his staff and shouted, "Everyone, prepare to cast the spell—Wall of Flame!"

One hundred and twenty mid-level wizards raised their amplifying staffs made from branches of the Tree of Life and began to chant spells and outline spell models.

Walls of blazing flames that were twenty meters long, six meters wide, and half a meter thick began to appear around the entire floating island in all directions and in the sky.

Magic power surged, and walls of fire densely covered the sky in an orderly manner, forming a huge dome of fire, pushing outward with the floating island as the center.

The mid-level mages released their mental restraints, allowing walls of fire to burn the billowing black smoke and the reappearing demons, instantly clearing the floating island's field of vision that was originally shrouded by demons.

Only mid-level demons could survive this round of spell attacks, but they also howled and retreated into the distance.

The high-level demon, as the commander of the demon army, was still watching from a distance.

These high-level demons have the strength to fight against and kill ordinary young dragons. They are also smarter and do not rush into the battlefield.

High-level demons such as the Soul-Judgement Demon and the Berserker Demon are powerful enough to fight against ordinary young dragons.

Some powerful and mighty demon races, such as the Balor and the Six-Armed Snake, have grown up to the point where they are strong enough to fight against elderly dragons and extremely old dragons.

Although a demon of this level cannot become a demon lord, he can still become a small lord. In the human power system, his strength is equivalent to that of the peak saint level.

Only demons that reach legendary status can dominate certain planes, become demon lords, and possess the power to fight against ordinary ancient dragons and dragon liches.

The more powerful Demon Lords have a wide range of strength. The outstanding Demon Lords can even fight against the Time Dragon and the Deified Dragon, such as Pazuzu and Demongog in the Abyss.

Theoretically, those high-level demons also have the potential to grow into powerful demon lords, so although they are affected by chaos like most demons, they are by no means stupid.

Although the aura of other dragons was strong enough, these demons did not take it seriously.

However, the natural aura of the ancestral red dragon was as powerful as a prison before it bloomed. In the perception of a dozen high-level demons, it was as unfathomable as another demon lord, which made them unwilling to attack the floating island easily.

He just used the endless low-level demons, drove these demon cannon fodders whose chaos was enough to control their minds, consumed the power of the floating island, and waited for these people to reveal their flaws.

Moreover, in front of a mage army of this size, even if a high-level demon rushed in rashly, it would undoubtedly die in the torrent of spells.

These spellcasters are currently just clearing the field in the habit of legion warfare, so some mid-level demons can survive the spell bombardment. If the opponent concentrates their strength, let alone mid-level demons, ordinary small demon lords will not be able to withstand the bombardment of the mage legion.

Especially the sixteen high-level mages on the floating island. Unlike the mid-level and low-level mages who need to master common spells at the legion level, the high-level mages have considerable autonomy on the battlefield.

A high-level wizard used the amplification effect of the staff made from the Tree of Life, and used fist-sized amber as the material to amplify the spell. He chanted a spell and summoned chain lightning.

A bright bolt of lightning shot out and passed directly through the body of a demon, melting the internal organs of the demon with a sheep's head and bat wings.

But the blazing lightning did not dissipate after destroying the demon. Instead, it burst out from the demon's body again, turning into three even smaller lightning bolts, leaping towards other demons around it and knocking down the other three unsuspecting demons.

Another senior wizard waved his staff, consuming a huge magnet, and shot out a thin green ray, heading straight for a demon holding a double-headed halberd weapon made of abyssal iron ore.

This intermediate demon was hiding among the low-level demons and had not yet realized that he had been named by the high-level wizard. He had no time to dodge the tiny green ray, and his entire lizard-like body and weapons were disintegrated by the wizard's disintegration spell, turning into a cloud of dust and floating away.

One by one, the demons that escaped the cleansing of the spellcaster legion's magic torrent began to be killed by the senior magicians on the floating island.

A dazzling light shot out from the island, forming a linear area two meters wide and twenty meters long, blinding all the demons in the area covered by the light and causing them to fall down one after another. This was the Yangyan Ray.

There was also a wall of thorns that was strong enough to pierce a demon's tough body, sweeping across the sky, and the hideous thorns on the edge were hung with low-level demons.

There were also delayed-explosive fireballs released by high-level wizards, swaying in the air, scaring a group of demons into fleeing in all directions.

But the fireball did not cause any harm, and the confused minds of the demons made them forget the danger and surround them again.

However, the power of the delayed explosive fireball can be maximized at the moment before the spell effect ends.

Then the sinister wizard sneered and activated his spell. The magic ball exploded in the air and all the demons within a radius of hundreds of meters were swept away.

After the wizard's army had swept away wave after wave of flying demons in the sky and killed them so that they no longer dared to approach and attack at will, several dragon lords spread their wings and rushed out of the magic barrier of the floating island.

"Attack, attack, kill these evil creatures that dare to blaspheme the great dragon, destroy them!"

The dragon's Golden Lion Legion began to roar, and drove small interstellar spaceships into the sky, following the dragons they served, and joined the war.

(End of this chapter)