Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 341 Peak
Above the boundless ocean, there is the North Sea Island.

The sound of the sea tide hitting the rocky shore of the island, rolling up huge waves, sounds like the wilderness of the emptiness of life.

The weather at sea is changeable, just like a woman's mood.

The brass dragon Hollister stood at the bow, looking at the world in front of him that was divided like yin and yang. On one side, there were violent storms, while on the other side, the isolated island in the sea was illuminated by the warm sunshine.

The Brass Dragon Hollister could even sense that even the roaring sea wind had calmed down around the isolated island in the sea.

This is not a climate divided by nature, but the will of the king, which even the dark clouds and heavy rain in the sky have to give way to it.

Above this sea, the outlines of the mountains disappear and you can see all the changes happening in the surrounding environment.

But even in the shadows of the mountains, you can see the incredible scene in the sky.

Not to mention humans, even the Brass Dragon Hollister, a giant dragon that has survived in the world of Ekania for hundreds of years, was shocked by this scene.

In the clear area of the sky, there are giant dragons flying with different scales and postures.

It was the huge, massive shadows hidden in the clouds that dispersed the storm, drove away the rain, and imprisoned the noisy sea breeze.

Hollister couldn't help but think of the last time he went to the Golden Empire. At that time, although the Gogmora dragon group had become famous and had the potential to prosper and become powerful, the number of dragons was extremely small.

Not to mention the various metal dragons and gem dragons in the Southern Good Dragon Alliance, even the blue dragon family in the desert of the central continent has far more dragons than the members of the Gogmora dragon group.

But how many dragons does the Golden Empire have now?

The Brass Dragon Hollister had no idea, because he couldn't count the giant dragons flying in the sky at that moment.

He raised his head and showed a shocked expression, just like the people carrying the endless sailing ships on the sea.

The dance of dragons is rare, especially with so many of them.

The scales of different colors sparkled brightly in the sun, with the five-colored dragons being the most numerous, with the five colors of red, blue, green, black and white complementing each other.

Metal dragons are also common, including many extremely rare dragon species in the world of Ekania, such as gray dragons, amethyst dragons, song dragons, etc.

In the eyes of those who were attracted by this unprecedented grand alliance, perhaps the scene before them was just a feast of dragons.

"Oh my god, so many dragons appearing at the same time is incredible!"

"I also saw the figures of gold dragons and silver dragons among them. Could it be that even the most noble gold dragon among those giant dragons has joined the Golden Empire?"

"Look, there are many little dragons playing and frolicking above the island. Could they be the descendants of the giant dragon lords in the Gogmora dragon group?"

On some ships, the ordinary crew members could be heard talking, arguing enthusiastically about the race and abilities of the giant dragons in the sky.

Many adventurers and travelers who came to watch this event even recorded this scene with magic crystals as a rare souvenir.

There were even many human and elven painters on many ships, who spread out their canvases and began to depict the magnificent scene before them.

But in the heart of the Brass Dragon Hollister, he first felt a little envious of the light reflected by the dazzling scales in the sky, and then he felt an uncontrollable fear.

Because there were so many giant dragons flying across the sky, they made huge holes in the clouds, but they did not hear any roars from the dragons.

In the sky, there were only huge dragons flying through the wind, and the strong wind blowing through the dragons' wings and scales made a clanging sound.

That is not the power of magic, but the power of order, which makes even unruly creatures like dragons remain silent like the legion soldiers in the mortal world.

Hollister glanced at the densely packed sailing ships surrounding the ship under his feet, and saw the same incomprehensible fear in the eyes of those standing on the bows.

"Perhaps this is the same look I just had," thought the Brass Dragon Hollister silently.

On these ships, flags of various colors fluttered in the sea breeze. Even Hollister, a long-lived dragon, could only recognize one or two of the countless flags.

However, the power emblems that can be memorized by this mature brass dragon can be regarded as powerful forces.

Not only was the entire Northland stirred up by this event, secretly sending out caravans to spy among the onlookers, but even the dwarves, who were more solitary than the elves and liked to hide in mountain caves to dig for rare minerals, sent a flagship here.

The brass dragon Hollister even saw quite a few outsiders from the Plane Trade Alliance. Merchants from other planes adjacent to the world of Ekania were also attracted here, and they all had excited looks on their faces.

There was a loud bang at the edge of the sky, and in the roaring storm, the shadow of a huge monster fell on the sea, occupying a corner of the distant sky.

Countless faces on the watching ships on the sea turned to look, and when they saw the terrifying creature on the horizon, they all fell into a daze.

A huge dragon spread its huge wings, as if covering half of the sky, and even the shadow it cast covered a two-masted merchant ship.

Amid the seemingly dazzling reflected light and flowing and jumping arcs, a gray-blue dragon cast a downward gaze from above the sky.

Its neck is short and rough, with gray-blue scales covering almost half of its surface, and its body is unusually strong among dragons.

This kind of strength is not beautiful like the ancestral red dragon Kalon Gogmora, but has a sense of power with full destructive power, just like those humans with particularly prominent muscles.

The huge, thick horns and the hard, hideous bone armor are particularly captivating, but beneath this terrifying appearance and the thick gray-blue scales lies the terrifying power and unimaginable vitality that has been accumulated over countless years.

It was an ancient blue dragon, and the brass dragon Hollister immediately noticed this from the dragon's appearance and characteristic aura.

What does the appearance of an ancient dragon mean? It means the power that all living beings in the mortal world of Ekania need to look up to. It is a creature that almost stands at the top of the world of Ekania.

As the second largest dragon among the five-colored dragons after the red dragon, even an ordinary blue dragon, even if it sleeps in its own nest all day long and does nothing, does not study, does not train, and does not undergo additional training, can, at this age, through its continuous transformation, possess the body and pure physical strength to compete with legendary strongmen.

If those legendary powerful beings are constantly exploring and searching for power like mechanisms, then the dragon's innate values will be able to counter these mechanism monsters in its natural growth.

And the most outstanding ancient dragons are not afraid of the existence of most gods in the mortal world. Even if they cannot defeat those gods, the gods cannot easily do anything to these terrifying guys.

The brass dragon Hollister didn't know whether the ancient blue dragon in the sky was the most powerful among the ancient dragons, but he was sure that the ancient blue dragon was not the weakest.

Because that ancient blue dragon is the patriarch of the blue dragon family that lives in the great desert in the central continent, and the leader of the blue dragon family.

However, even this ancient blue dragon that made many people tremble just floated quietly at the other end of the sky, and did not step into another sensitive area. It was not that this ancient blue dragon was afraid of the flying dragons in the sky, but it was worried about the small figure on the top of the cliff on the lonely island in the distance, which only dragons could see clearly. He turned his back to all living beings, as if he was fishing for a deep-sea whale on the cliff.

There were several figures there, but the Brass Dragon Hollister locked onto the extremely obvious one at first sight.

The sea ends where the sky becomes the shore, the mountain reaches the top and I am the peak!
Above the vast ocean, there are endless waves on all sides. The boundary between the sky and the sea is vast and distant. The towering peak and the quiet back seem to be the end blocking the sight of all living beings.

The cliff was not very tall in the eyes of the dragon. It seemed that the brass dragon Hollister could fly up there just by flapping his wings.

But Hollister knew that the seemingly short distance was actually an unclimbable peak.

It will be the supreme palace, and only the true king can set foot there.

In the history of Ekania, geniuses from countless races and civilizations are like carp crossing the river, and countless heroes who have risen to fame are like fish swimming in the sea.

But in front of that name, genius is just the threshold to see him, and hero is just the qualification to meet him.

"Karon Gogmora!" Hollister couldn't help but whisper to himself. His name would be the last natural king of dragons in the countless eras and endless years of Ekania, and the first true dragon emperor.

Hollister smiled as he looked at the countless giant dragons circling in the sky and the young dragons flying everywhere.

"Ekania will welcome the true Dragon Emperor today!"

"Perhaps from now on, no dragon will dare to claim to be a king before reaching the standards of Kalon Gogmora. Before being canonized by the Dragon Emperor, no dragon will become a false king by force!"

Dragons ruled the earth, sky, and ocean, but that was only a thing that happened in legends, in the distant First Age, an ancient era when dragons and Titans fought against each other.

But the Golden Empire will herald a completely different era of dragon rule, an unshakable hegemony.

The brass dragon Hollister became excited, and he revealed his true form of a giant dragon. Amid the panicked shouts of the captain of the rented ship, he spread his towering wings, and flew to an island dozens of miles away under the envious, fearful, and surprised gazes of countless people around him.

"You don't need to panic. I, the Brass Dragon Hollister, am a friend acknowledged by the Golden Empire Dragon Emperor, Kalon Gogmora!"

Hollister immediately abandoned his identity as an envoy of the Southern Good Dragon Alliance, not only because this identity as a friend of the Golden Empire was more useful in this place.

Also because this mature brass dragon is also a real dragon.

On this isolated island in the sea, countless powerful warriors loyally stand guard around the entire island, filling up the wasteland, beaches and other high points.

A sea of spears and halberds spread across the island, occupying Hollister's entire vision.

These warriors were clad in armor that shone with magical auras, their swords and spears were sharp and bright, and every warrior looked radiant.

It is said that in the bounty offered by the southern nobles, the head of each dragon lord in the Golden Empire is comparable to the ten richest cities.

The head of the giant dragon, Caron Gogmora, is worth an entire small country.

However, no one thought that the Golden Empire spent endless resources and wasted immeasurable financial resources to put up such a formation because it was afraid that its emperor and Dragon King would be assassinated.

The Gogmora dragons are no longer the little dragons that were without the protection of their powerful parents when they were young. They are an existence that shocks and panics the entire northern continent.

The guards withdrew their weapons at the signal of the Black Dragon King Rosani, and the brass dragon Hollister walked towards the huge dragon king's dark pupils.

"Good day, the honorable Black Dragon King, His Majesty Rosani, perhaps you still remember me, I am..." The Brass Dragon Hollister paid tribute to the Dragon King of the Golden Empire from the bottom of his heart.

Sitting on a huge rock pillar, Rosani gave a friendly response to the brass dragon that had informed the Golden Empire many times.

"Go ahead, Hollister, my friend, the empire's friend, and Kalon's friend," the black dragon Rosani said gently, "I have to personally welcome a king here, so I can't accompany you."

A cheerful smile appeared on Hollister's cold face. He responded to the black dragon, then swung his tail and slowly walked towards the lonely cliff by the sea in the distance.

The terrain on the island was full of gullies and ravines, and it seemed that the warriors of the Golden Empire had simply cleaned it up, opening up a flat road leading directly to the isolated peak on the northern coast of the island.

He faced the burly trolls, the indifferent dragonmen, the proud centaurs, the crude ogres, the elegant elves, the bloodthirsty gnolls, the unruly barbarians, the graceful naga, the serious humans, the aloof orcs. The dragon couldn't even count the warriors of so many races climbing the isolated peak.

The sounds of the giant dragon chicks discussing and laughing could also be heard in the sky.

"That's a brass dragon, right?"

"It looks like that, but we can't rule out the possibility that other dragons have mutated to have similar appearances. Don't judge an uncertain factor based on first impressions or stereotypes. This is what our teacher taught us."

"Hehe, you are so smart,"

"Tsk, you green dragons just like to be weird."

"Hahaha, I remember there doesn't seem to be a brass dragon in our family."

"Right, right? Ask Achilles, that stupid guy who can't fly. He should know more about family affairs than us!"

The brass dragon Hollister did not feel that the voices of these chicks were noisy in the quiet environment. He only felt that a kind of vitality that he had never seen before was unfolding before his eyes.

He climbed up to the platform on the top of the mountain opened up by the giant dragon. The mountain, which had been eroded by the sea breeze, the sun, the moon, the wind and the rain, had become extremely solid. There were still many hideous and terrifying claw marks of the giant dragon.

He passed through the wide meeting place set up by the dragon maids and the elven maids, and saw three figures sitting on the platform at the very edge.

Here, the Brass Dragon Hollister could already hear faint singing coming from the sea in front of the cliff. He knew that was the song of the sirens.

It seemed that the mysterious and rare sirens were also attracted by this grand event, and they sang beautiful songs for the emperor who was sitting quietly on the sea.

Looking into the distance, the brass dragon suddenly thought of a sentence in his mind, 'If you don't climb the cliff, how can you appreciate the top view of the mountains?'

He shook his head and threw these distracting thoughts out of his mind. He did not belong here. He only came here as a friend, so he should not linger.

"The Dragon Emperor, His Majesty Karon Gogmora," the brass dragon Hollister said softly.

Then the Dragon Emperor turned around, showing his shining fangs and smiled softly: "Oh, my friend, welcome!"

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