Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 365: The Crazy Dragon
The huge burning scarlet wings of Kalon Gogmora covered the entire castle. As his resounding dragon language echoed in the capital of Kolia, the raging scarlet aura dyed the sky red and covered the whole area. No one could escape.

Even those citizens hiding in the city’s residential buildings seemed to be able to sense the feeling of being locked in by an indescribably huge aura.

This means that anyone who wants to escape from this city will inevitably be attacked by the terrifying red dragon.

Not to mention mortals, even the divine warrior Winona Corea did not have the confidence to escape from the clutches of the Dragon Emperor.

With the rise of the northern kings one by one and the conclusion of unprecedented alliances in the world of Ekania, the various investigation and research materials of those northern kings have already filled the desks of major nobles and civilized forces.

After reading through the thick files of the ancestral red dragon Kalon Gogmora, the great nobles and think tanks of civilized countries could only come to a simple conclusion.

This red dragon has no shortcomings.

Even the super-giant body, which has always been relatively clumsy in the sky, has never shown any trace in front of this ancestral red dragon. What's more deadly is that the speed of this ancestral red dragon is the fastest in the world of Ekania.

Even if some great wizards of the sanctuary have mastered the magic of instant teleportation, they cannot match the speed of this ancestral red dragon flapping its wings.

This means that those weaker than him cannot escape his claws, and those stronger than him may not be able to catch up with him.

The nobles therefore came to a conclusion that if they wanted to get rid of the ancestral red dragon, unless they quickly defeated and destroyed it with absolutely powerful force in a short period of time, they could only try to trap it.

But it is extremely difficult to meet this condition. Every wizard who is proficient in prophecy spells has undergone some indescribable mutation or fallen into madness with distorted sanity after trying to glimpse the future of the red dragon.

Based on the information they gathered and the knowledge gained from the two great sanctuary wizards who had spied on many things that happened during the Night of Dragon Madness at the cost of their sanity, those nobles speculated that the ancestral red dragon might have suffered irreparable trauma in the War of Divine Punishment, or that it was suppressed by some force, such as the heart of the ancient dragon king.

Otherwise, how could those proud five-colored dragons, a race that has always been proud of their true dragon forms, always maintain their dragonborn form in front of the public eye?

This is what made the alliance of southern nobles come up with such a "genius plan" to assassinate the king, thereby causing the ancestral red dragon to suffer even more serious injuries. Then, with the tenacious resistance of the capital of Koria, the alliance of northern kings had to retreat temporarily.

In fact, the conclusions drawn by these nobles based on this intelligence and prophecy were quite correct.

However, they did not expect that among the younger generation of the Kingdom of Coria, the young man who was once listed as one of the two prides of the kingdom together with the legendary female general Winona Coria was good enough in his ability to react on the spot. He burned his own life but could not harm even a single iron scale of the ancestral red dragon.

"It's a pity that we couldn't achieve our intended goal,"

Kolya XIII, hiding in the dark, looked at the ancestral red dragon sitting on the top of his castle like a throne and sighed in his heart. Then he silently sent out a signal to assemble and waited for the arrival of reinforcements.

Although the ancestral red dragon's iron-scaled face revealed a ferocious majesty, its dark gold vertical pupils with a scarlet background stared at the Cathedral of the Kingdom of Koria like an emperor looking down on his subjects.

But as this ancestral red dragon breathed in and out, its huge and strong body would always swell and shrink with the sound of its heavy breathing. Although it only took a few short breaths, such huge changes were too extreme that even ordinary people could see them with the naked eye.

When it was at its strongest, the streamlined muscles on the body of this ancestral red dragon were as breathtaking as the undulating terrain in the eyes of ordinary people, but when it was at its weakest, its majestic iron scales were almost completely attached to its huge bone shape.

It is obvious that the condition of this ancestral red dragon has never recovered to its original state, and it is still deeply troubled.

In fact, Caron's current situation is not complicated.

Considering the current body strength and size of the ancestral red dragon, even ordinary activities would require a large amount of calories and nutritional energy.

This is one of the reasons why ordinary true dragons appear particularly lazy in their daily activities. They don't want to consume too much of their energy.

Originally, the energy that Charon absorbed from the outside world and his own consumption were in perfect balance and had a large surplus. However, after leaving his nest, he had to expend most of his strength in order to suppress the heart of the Ancient Dragon King, and the consumption even far exceeded the energy he would have in a normal battle.

But at this time, Charon had given up letting time slowly consume the 'Heart of Nagamat' in his body, and used this dragon king-like heart to achieve perfect resource utilization.

He was now focusing more on suppressing the ancient dragon king's heart with violence while decomposing and digesting it, and a balance was gradually achieved between the two.

In the eyes of the divine warriors Winona Corea and Corea XIII, the core of the ancestral red dragon's body is like a deep black hole as terrifying as a celestial body.

That was the first time that Gluttony, which had perfectly merged with Kalon's body and become his bloodline's innate power, showed its naked destructive power.

No life force can escape the restraint and exploitation of the body of this ancestral red dragon. It is a naked display of source desire, infinitely greedy and never satisfied.

As the whole gradually shattered, the power of the countless dragon-madness spells carried in the heart of the ancient dragon king began to spread to every part of Karon's body.

But no matter how the cursed power that could drive the dragon crazy tried to escape, it could not escape the blockade of the body of the ancestral red dragon. The cursed power that drove the dragon crazy even dyed the sky black with scarlet blood flames.

The scarlet blood flames and gurgling black steam reflected images that covered the sky and the earth, making the entire city of Coria seem to be trapped in the abyss of bloody battlefield at this moment.

And the evil dragon king, like the devil in the abyss of hell, made a hideous and loud roar.

"You don't dare to come down, or you can't come down?"

"If you don't dare to come down, I will kill all the people who believe in you in the capital of Kolia, leaving no one alive."

These were the words of an evil dragon. Even though Kalon Gogmora himself carried the power of the Dragon Madness Curse, such power could not distort his mind.

Such power only affected his character a little, making him more violent than usual, and his bottom line for attacking would be lowered accordingly.

Although normally Kallon would not think that slaughtering civilians was interesting or impressive, it did not mean that he thought these civilians were innocent people who should not be offended.

His kindness and tolerance are limited to those people in the Golden Empire who worship him, as it has been in the past and will be in the future.

Even an ordinary goblin in the Golden Empire is a thousand times more noble and precious than anyone in a noble territory.

Everyone in the capital of Kolia was shocked by the words of the ancestral red dragon, and an uncontrollable fear was born in their hearts. It was also in this silent fear that the previously shocked legionnaires on the city wall reacted, and the magic alarms and horns began to ring on the four high walls.

The newly recruited legionnaires ran around in panic, not knowing what to do, and were shouted at and stopped by the veterans.

Then, one after another, the war golems began to flash their cold and hard pupils, the magic heavy artillery on the city wall made a buzzing sound of storing energy, and the huge armor-piercing crossbows and dragon-hunting heavy crossbows stirred the huge strings.

One catapult after another and the alchemical magic weapons began to be activated in an orderly manner under the command of the legion commander.

The walls of the capital of Coria have undergone thousands of years of continuous expansion and construction. The 45-meter-high walls are the result of the wisdom of countless craftsmen during the heyday of the former Coria Kingdom. Every load-bearing column and fragmentary defense area of the fortress is stabilized by countless spells.

Even the terrifying collision of the ancestral red dragon only damaged the upper half of the edge battlements and an entire huge section of the city wall; the solid wall did not collapse fundamentally.

This also allows the Kingdom Spellcasting Group of the Kingdom of Coria to use this short period of time to carry out temporary repairs and maintenance, or simply use the power of the Kingdom Spellcasting Group to connect into the magic barrier of the entire Coria capital.

The ancestral red dragon just looked coldly at the restless platinum holy sword in the cathedral of the Kingdom of Coria, but allowed the magic barrier, which was once known as the strongest in the northern border of Ekania, to cover the entire sky of the capital of Coria and trap itself here.

"Okay, that's great, since there's no reaction,"

The ancestral red dragon turned its ferocious head to look at the ordinary people in the capital of Kolia. Its huge steel-cast jaw seemed to be forged from molten iron, and the scarlet blood flames licked and fluttered, like blood about to drip.

"You are all innocent, why should you be buried with those nobles? You are all good, why should you sacrifice your lives for those holy spirits who ignore your life and death?"

The resounding and undulating voice of this ancestral red dragon was like the greatest devil in hell who was proficient in the art of bewitching, whispering in the ears of ordinary people, making the eyes of everyone who was in fear of being slaughtered light up and their breathing quicken.

"Go, go. As the Emperor of the Golden Empire, I promise you that as long as you kill those nobles, chop off their heads, and exterminate their families, you will be able to survive in my clutches."

Kalon Gogmora looked down and laughed wildly, "Go, go, for the sake of your own life and future, kill all those who stand in your way, tear down the kingdom's cathedral, trample the platinum holy sword under your feet, and you will survive!"

"I want to see if your devout faith can stop me in the face of absolute violence and bloody reality!"

After the ancestor red dragon finished speaking, the giant dragon cubs standing on the red dragon's broad back couldn't help but raise their heads and roar.

Charon never told the young dragons what they should do or how they must do it.

He simply influenced the young dragons with his own behavior.

Each dragonhatchling is born with a different personality, and each has seen and learned different characteristics from its red dragon ancestors.

But Caron's arrogant style obviously made the red dragon Nero particularly excited.

Different from the excited attitudes of these young dragons, the legion warriors of the Kingdom of Kolia were all shaken by the words of the ancestor red dragon at this moment. Their originally weak fighting spirit was shaken, and they looked around and at each other.

The divine warrior Winona Corea was originally unwilling to have a direct conflict with the terrifying Dragon Emperor at this moment because the strong men from other noble kingdoms had not arrived yet.

But at this moment, Winona Corea was standing on the city wall, looking down at the riots that were beginning to surge among the civilians in the royal capital, and she could no longer bear it.

Winona soared into the sky, the power of the angel god flourishing like the burning white holy flame. The long sword in her hand burst into divine light and pierced through the black flames with a scarlet background in the sky.

"Do not believe in the evil dragon's deception. Warriors of the Kingdom of Kolia, Eagles and Unyielding Bones of Kolia, take up your weapons and fight with me."

The reputation of the divine warrior Winona was indeed extremely grand. With this order, almost all weapons collectively pointed to the same target - the ancestral red dragon.

In the center of the capital of Kolia, magic teleportation arrays shot up into the sky. Strong men emitting powerful auras stepped out of the teleportation arrays and rose into the air, facing the coldly watching red dragon together with the divine warrior Winona.

"Come!"

Corea XIII ascended to the sky, and his old body exuded an aura as powerful as that of the divine warrior Winona Corea.

Following King Kolia's call, the platinum holy sword that had been inserted upside down in the kingdom's cathedral finally uttered a sword chant like joy and flew through the air into the king's hands.

The murderous intent was like a torrential rain between heaven and earth, covering the entire city and trapping the huge body of the ancestral red dragon entrenched on the castle at the center.

"That's fine. Let's fight today and completely wipe out all of you scum."

Karon Gogmora looked at the divine warriors of Nyarras rising into the sky, the Grand Duke of the Kingdom of Glow, the two powerful men of the Principality of Rose, and all the other countries in the south that had retained the power of the Holy Rank, then he raised his head and let out a loud roar.

The repeated roars of dragons exploded like thunder; that was the call of the Dragon Emperor.

Rumble,
The scaly dragon king of the Golden Empire led the first group of powerful dragons and crashed on the outer edge of the city wall of the capital of Kolia.

"What kind of bastard is worthy of fighting against the True Dragon Emperor?" The black dragon Rosani slammed headfirst into the magic barrier that rose up in the capital of Kolia, causing his limbs to shake slightly, and then laughed out loud.

As soon as the words fell, the second batch of dragons arrived, followed by magic dragons, flying dragons, and dragon beasts all over the sky.

boom!
The multi-armed giant Moges and several kings jumped down from the flying dragon. Moges freed his body, and the 45-meter-high city wall just reached the crotch of this descendant of the hateful Titan.

"Well, these chicken-like bastards dare to stand in front of you and talk, Gogmora, I have long said that you have a very good temper!"

The multi-armed giant Moges placed his huge head on the thick magic barrier, looking down at all the creatures in the capital of Kolia as if he were looking at a group of ants, and laughed loudly with his mouth wide open.

(End of this chapter)