Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 429 The Nine Sons of the Dragon
Iron Dragon Morton felt his thoughts slow down. Facing the Emperor of True Dragons, the dragon was filled with fear and unease, much like a mortal facing a true king.

What Morton witnessed in the Empire in just one day was enough to prove that Caron's words were absolutely true.

The storm giants seen at the banquet, whose majestic faces were gradually covered with crimson scales as they appeared deep within the vast royal court, were beings whose power the Middle Plane itself could not contend with.

And then there's Dul'Zagon, one of the Grey Dwarves, who can be considered the nemesis of the Iron Dragonflight.

If dragons weren't born with strength dozens or even hundreds of times greater than that of gray dwarves, perhaps the gray dwarves could have been the nemesis of the atheros.

The grey dwarves' ability to actively hunt giants and the dark dragons that invade their dark homeland is also due to their race's excellent metalworking heritage and bloodline.

But Morton knew that the Storm Giants and Grey Dwarves were only a small part of the diverse civilization of the Golden Empire, and they couldn't even occupy the role of the mainstream race.

Even Morton, a formidable dragon from the Iron Dragon Clan, was not confident of surviving a frontal assault by the Golden Empire's legions.

Moreover, facing Caron Gogmora was like facing a mountain peak for Morton.

Morton wanted to climb a majestic mountain that reached the heavens, but when he looked up, he found that at the top of this mountain stood Caron Gogmora, a red dragon looking down at the mountains.

The more you compare them, the more obvious the differences become.

So much so that Morton felt he was suffocating, a feeling of pressure from the insignificant facing the greater.

An eerie silence fell over the royal court. Countless dragons, countless individuals, and countless intelligent races all focused their gazes on the iron dragon Morton's undulating spine, which was filled with murderous intent and hostility that made even the dragon, who never sweats, feel as if it were about to shed a torrent of sweat.

"I know I'm guilty,"

After a long while, Iron Dragon Morton finally lowered his head under Kalon's increasingly dangerous gaze and uttered a few dragon words from his fangs.

Generations of hatred and tradition, along with deeply ingrained ideologies, prevented Iron Dragon Morton from readily accepting Caron Goggmora's ideas, even though he admired his actions.

For the sub-dragon race, killing a few chromatic dragons is a matter of course. If they can hunt down those infamous evil dragons, they can become 'heroes' among the sub-dragon race, and their deeds will leave a valuable record in the bloodline of the sub-dragons.

But Morton the Iron Dragon finds himself unable to resist the will of Caron Gogmora, not simply because of his intimidating presence or the threat of death.

Rather, Morton the Iron Dragon had developed a sense of awe and reverence for the red dragon before him, whether from the perspective of a ruler or from the perspective of a dragon himself.

He found it hard to imagine that a red dragon, known for its ferocity among the five-colored dragons, could do this; the poison in the red dragon's bloodline is the most difficult poison in the world to eradicate.

Even Morton the Iron Dragon cannot escape the influence and constraints of his generation, which is why he admires his opponent even more amidst the conflict.

Even though Morton knew in his heart that Caron Gogmora could easily subdue him with his power, he still demanded a verbal confession from Morton.

Their aim was to set a precedent among the Iron Dragon race.

Morton, the 'Steel King' who rules the Middle Plane, is nothing in the eyes of the Golden Empire, but his influence among the Iron Dragon race should not be underestimated.

Iron Dragon, Chrome Dragon, Cobalt Dragon, Tungsten Dragon, Nickel Dragon, from high to low, although the Iron Dragon is equivalent to the Red Dragon in the Color Dragon category in terms of status and power.

However, according to the traditions and customs of the Iron Dragons, Morton also did not have the right to rule over other Chromium Dragons, Cobalt Dragons, Tungsten Dragons, or Nickel Dragons.

Even the ancient dragon overlords among the iron dragons from countless ages ago could only rule their specific species and races under the control of Garugsingo.

The appearance of Morton the Iron Dragon was not only due to the decline of the Iron Dragon race to the point of near extinction, but also because he had a powerful background and outstanding talent. All these factors combined led to his emergence.

The Red Dragon Nero once infiltrated the Middle plane and ultimately decided to use a strategy to capture the Iron Dragon Morton and present him to the returning True Dragon Emperor, which also stemmed from the special nature of the Iron Dragon Morton.

If Morton the Iron Dragon publicly confesses his guilt, it can be seen, to some extent, that the Iron Dragon Clan has acknowledged the legitimacy of the Dragon Codex.

With Morton the Iron Dragon as an example, a dragon that broke new ground in previous generations, the Golden Empire found it much easier to open the door to the Iron Dragon race than before.

The Iron Dragon Morton, who was once so powerful that even Tiamat, the five-colored dragon goddess, refused to submit, is now subjugated by the claws of Kalon Goggmora. This is of great significance and can be considered a sign of the dragons' hearts turning in their favor.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Karon is no longer the same person he used to be. With his reputation in the world of Ekania, he can largely help himself to resolve many things smoothly.

Even the most notorious chromatic dragon overlord, who reigns supreme in the astral plane, might not be able to force Morton the Iron Dragon to submit by threatening death if it were an ordinary chromatic dragon.

But submitting to Caron Gogmora's claws did not make Morton the Iron Dragon feel too humiliated.

Even though Iron Dragon Morton was far away in the Middle Plane, he was still influenced by those astral merchants. But from the initial jealousy, contempt and disdain, Iron Dragon Morton has now quietly transformed from the other extreme under extreme pressure and comparison when he truly faces Charon.

This is not Stockholm syndrome, but it is similar to it, both being behaviors in which the mind gradually transforms under pressure.

As a master in the field of spirituality, Kalon is adept at such methods and techniques.

Then Caron revealed his fangs, which resembled long, curved blades, and chuckled softly, "Very well, Morton,"

"The Iron Dragon Clan and the Five-Colored Dragon Clan are of the same kind and race, both being dragons. Their generations-long blood feud should have ended long ago,"

"Are we, the successors, to let the grudges of our ancestors be passed down to the end of the world, and let our descendants be forever mired in vendettas? The dragon race is now too weak in the endless planes of existence to bear such losses."

Kalon stared into the pupils of the iron dragon Morton, his deep, resonant dragon voice rising slightly, "Past, present, future,"

"The choice you make now may be scorned by the Iron Dragon Clan, but that will be in the past. You will gain an unprecedented future,"

"It is because of your actions today that you will leave a significant mark on the history of the dragon race's civilization. It is the honor you deserve for avenging the blood feud between the five-colored dragons and the iron dragons!"

Even though Iron Dragon Morton was experiencing immense inner turmoil and conflict, he was instantly invigorated upon hearing Caron's words. He was completely unaware that Caron was controlling his emotions.

“But I cannot represent the sub-Iron dragons, I can only represent myself,” Morton the Iron Dragon said slowly. “The blood feud of generations has deeply affected all the sub-Iron dragons.” “Even Tiamat has not been able to gain the submission of any sub-Iron dragon in the open over the endless ages.”

Iron Dragon Morton showed utter contempt and no respect whatsoever towards the Immortal Dragon Queen.

Even among metal dragons, although few worship Tiamat, they still respectfully refer to her as the Five-Colored Dragon God when mentioning her, giving this immortal being the respect she deserves.

Kalon ignored Morton's disdainful attitude towards Tiamat. Although Tiamat's mark and emblem still exist in the Empire's halls, and Kalon outwardly maintains respect for the dragon goddess, the Empire has never actively promoted the fame of the immortal.

Even the once-famous Dragon Song has been gradually altered by the Cultural Propaganda Department led by the copper dragon Alfred, and now it looks completely different.

"No matter how difficult the road ahead, we must keep moving forward."

Caron extended his dragon claw slightly and smiled, "At least this impossible path has now opened its doors to us."

Iron Dragon Morton hesitated slightly, then raised his head to look at Kalon's eyes and slowly said, "My grandfather was an ancient dragon, possessing extremely powerful strength and treasures left behind by the Iron Dragon clan."

"That was left in the abandoned lair of the ancient dragon overlord who once ruled the Iron Dragon Clan. Even I don't know what kind of power it possesses."

“My grandfather will definitely come looking for me after receiving the message from my men requesting reinforcements. Once he learns of today’s news, even I will not be able to escape his punishment.”

“After all, my actions now amount to betraying the traditions of the Iron Dragon Clan,” Morton said with a slight sadness. Without his grandfather’s support, Morton would not be able to rule over the other Iron Dragon Clan members.

Karon slowly raised his head, and his massive dragon body rose from its crown to walk to the side of the Iron Dragon Morton.

Iron Dragon Morton felt completely enveloped by the giant shadow, and subconsciously tensed the scales on his body.

"Then you'd better send a message to your grandfather now,"

Caron placed his massive dragon claw on Morton's back and said calmly, "If he wants to come, he'd better wait until I wake up from my slumber, when I'll have plenty of time."

“But if he comes at the wrong time, I will get angry, and when I get angry, I will kill someone!”

Charon's enormous pupils drew close to Morton's cheek, and sparks flashing between his fangs nearly splashed onto the scales on the Iron Dragon Morton's cheek. But the once-solid scales were as fragile as paper before the occasional sparks from the True Dragon Emperor.

“I have long since abandoned my excessive mercy, Morton, do not disappoint me,”

"Your death sentence can be waived, but you cannot escape punishment. You have spent three years in the Empire, starting as a beast of burden for all the people of the Empire, becoming a slave. Are you satisfied with that?"

Iron Dragon Morton slowly lowered his head, allowing the True Dragon Emperor's enormous claws to completely grasp his head.

"I obey!" came a muffled dragon voice.

The banquet finally came to an end, and the bustling Dragon Court returned to its deep tranquility.

The head maid was still tidying up the royal court with her maids when Karon, led by Princess Garune of the Naga, stepped onto the main building of the Dragon Royal Court.

Along the way, Karon smelled many traces of the Dragon King's presence in the royal court in the deep corridors.

During the years when Calon was lost, the ruling Dragon King of the Empire sat in the Imperial Court and controlled all the kings of the Empire.

Meanwhile, the dragon's royal court has been continuously repaired and expanded over the past twenty years, and now the densely packed buildings make even Charon feel a risk of getting lost.

You should know that when they were young, Charon and Kamid were two lost dragons. If these two dragons were mortals, they might have gotten lost in the dense forest.

However, the aura left by these dragon kings was strongest in the royal library, which was clearly a place where many dragon kings frequently stayed.

Caron remained silent, his massive body moving with heavy yet effortless steps in his territory. He was at his most relaxed moment, so even his heavy body made a sound as he stepped on the soft cushions.

Upon reaching the second-floor staircase, the auras of the other dragon kings completely vanished, leaving only the scents of the two female dragons and numerous maids. Clearly, the only people who frequented this place were the two female dragons and their maids.

Away from the public eye, Karon's gaze was drawn to the swaying, full hips and long, white legs of the Naga princess, Garune.

This was Karon's bloodline stirring, and his reproductive desires gradually rising as he relaxed, especially as the fragrance emanating from Galun attracted Karon's attention.

In Karon's eyes, Garune's skin texture was comparable to that of the ogre Fafnir. Fafnir's skin was like lustrous jade, while Garune's skin had a more watery feel.

As if sensing the burning gaze behind her, Galun's steps became somewhat stiff. Her two straight, rounded thighs moved forward as if there were no gaps between them, and she dared not take big steps.

Because of the intense aggression in Karon's gaze, Garun felt as if balls of flame were rolling across her long legs, from top to bottom and from bottom to top, causing the Naga's breathing to become rapid.

Kalon noticed the change in the Naga and thus restrained his aggression.

There's nothing that can be done about it. The level of life of the Karon is too high now. Even a subconscious glance can carry a tactile sensation like a materialized spirit, especially for those exceptionally perceptive creatures.

However, Karon did think of the possibility of having offspring because of Galun's existence.

Although Kalon is now an ancestral red dragon, his pursuit of the path has long since broken free from the shackles of the red dragon bloodline, and he is now qualified to be called a new branch of the red dragons or even the five-colored dragons.

If Charon successfully ascends to become a first-generation dragon after his slumber, then Charon can be considered a completely new type of dragon and life form born in this world and even this universe.

It was precisely because of Charon's powerful bloodline and characteristics that he found it difficult to reproduce with other dragons.

"However, if my plan comes to fruition, perhaps my future descendants could be described as the nine sons of the dragon, each different from the other,"

Caron slightly bared his fangs, his expression somewhat strange.

(End of this chapter)