Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 460 Ancient Dragon
"A golden empire? A civilization built by dragons?"

"Emperor Gogmora? To command all dragons to heed his divine decree—what a magnificent sight it is that such an ambitious dragon has emerged from any material world!"

"Even Lord Mackenzie wouldn't dare to make such a claim, demanding that all dragons obey his will!"

Deep in the starry sky, tens of thousands of miles away from the dimensional barrier of the Lipnos material plane, from a cluster of meteorites, came the unique, discontented tone of a dragon.

There are more than twenty dragons living in this meteorite cluster. Each dragon is over twenty meters long, and the youngest of them are in their prime adulthood.

The dragon that made the sound was one hidden in a magical mist. Even these dragons, living within the magical mist, could not clearly see the appearance of their companions.

Because this seemingly ordinary spellcaster is an extremely powerful dragon, McKenzie, who was already at the level of an ancient dragon and was about to step into the powerful realm of demigods.

The Hellfire Ancient Dragon Mackenzie is not a dragon species existing in the Prime Material Plane, but a unique dragon species born in the Nine Abyss Hells of the Bathor Plane.

Ancient dragons of the Hellfire are the epitome of tyrannical power, who have always enjoyed dominating wars of the strong and the weak and forming evil alliances, while also reveling in spreading rampant tyranny under their rule.

Mackenzie is an outstanding member of the Hellfire Ancient Dragon clan, both in terms of strength and personality.

At this moment, the Hellfire Ancient Dragon Mackenzie lay alone on a meteorite engulfed in flames. This huge, broken meteorite was over a hundred meters long and resembled an oval eggshell.

However, almost half of the area of ​​this broken meteorite was occupied by this terrifying and ferocious ancient dragon of hellfire, whose two pairs of wings, when unfolded, almost completely covered the entire meteorite.

With a mere flick of its massive claws, it sliced ​​deep fissures into the meteorite, which had been forged into an incredibly solid structure by the cosmic storm.

Blue sparks rose from the meteorite's rough, porous surface, but the ancient dragon of hellfire squinted its eyes with a sense of enjoyment, its terrifying yellow pupils gazing at the distant starry sky where the conflict was taking place.

The dragon's face was as indifferent as a devil's, with evil bone spurs growing from its skull and shoulders, and its entire body was covered with long, continuous thorns.

If it weren't for its appearance, which is different from that of a red dragon, the color of its scales resembling flowing lava, and the strong smell of sulfur, one would almost mistake it for an ancient red dragon.

The words spoken by the subordinates, who had been conquered and ruled by the ancient dragon Mackenzie through absolute violence, did not arouse the dragon's interest in the slightest.

The life of an ancient dragon is so long that Mackenzie has witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties in many material planes. Even among dragons known for their longevity, many dragons of the same age as Mackenzie have long since perished in the passage of time.

MacKenzie didn't look down on the Golden Empire that had just stepped out of the Primal Material World; she simply didn't care.

Who can truly rule over all dragons? Even the dragon gods who sit high on their thrones cannot do so; it is merely a laughable fantasy.

This golden empire will eventually be battered by time and hardship, and extinguished like a candle in the wind.

If it weren't for the fact that the blood of the Hellfire Ancient Dragon contains a tyrannical nature that is more brutal than that of the Red Dragon, more bloodthirsty than that of the Black Dragon, more territorial than that of the Sapphire Dragon, and more fond of ruling and playing the role of ruler and power holder than that of the Gold Dragon.

Like many Elder Dragons and Metal Dragons, Mackenzie now rarely pays attention to external developments.

Mackenzie is now only focused on the treasures left behind by the primordial dragon god Io.

As an ancient dragon about to enter the realm of demigods, Mackenzie understands the mysteries of the path ahead far better than most other creatures.

There are countless ways to become stronger in the universe, but only a few paths will ultimately bear fruit.

Ascending to godhood through faith is the path pursued by many humanoid races and primordial life on the material plane. For dragons, however, this path is exceptionally arduous and difficult, as hard as ascending to heaven.

There are also those who are granted titles and become gods. Some extremely powerful immortals can use their own power to bestow titles upon their capable subordinates, enabling them to ascend to godhood.

Many powerful pantheons rely on this method to bestow titles upon their subordinate gods. This is quite unrealistic for dragons, because although the dragon gods of the dragon race are collectively known as the Dragon God lineage, they do not have a powerful chief god who can command respect and unite the dragon gods, so they each operate independently.

The last one is to become a god through self-growth, or to become an existence as powerful as a god.

The path to legend and godhood are the results that can be achieved through self-growth.

The dragon in the Investiture of the Gods is one of the giant dragons that grows on its own and eventually reaches the limit of being able to surpass mortals, ultimately becoming a quasi-god.

Quasi-gods refer to beings who have not yet fully become gods, but possess the same immortality as gods, though they do not have the special abilities possessed by fully-fledged gods.

For example, the simplest of the gods' abilities to bestow divine arts and respond to believers, or the extremely powerful extraordinary divine power that is based on the divine position.

Just as the god of fate can change the fate of others to a certain extent, causing offenders to automatically suffer misfortune, the god of nature can passively change the climate and weather on a large scale at will, without paying any price. This is the extraordinary divine power based on the divine status.

The path ahead of the Hellfire Ancient Dragon Mackenzie, though only a few steps long, is not one that can be easily crossed.

Therefore, Mackenzie naturally coveted the treasure left behind by the primordial dragon god Aio.

To enter the realm of demigods, aside from beings born with divine blood, one must rely on hard work and opportunities to condense the rudimentary form of one's own divinity before one can see the dawn of the demigod realm.

Even with such demands and greed, MacKenzie still dared not easily step forward.

Because this ancient dragon of hellfire has already sensed the danger. In this starry sky, many legendary powerhouses from the material planes have gathered, but around the starry sky, there are also many dangerous beings that do not want to see the light or cannot see the light.

Mackenzie could even smell the familiar scent of demons from hell and the powerful Highlord, a scent that even this ancient dragon greatly feared.

If the suppression of the gods' rules did not originate from the entire infinite material world, with the specific limits of suppression varying slightly depending on the strength of each material plane, thus preventing the gods from intervening in the prime material world as far back as infinitely distant eras ago.

Mackenzie even suspected that a deity had descended to this place in its true form and was hiding here, just as he was spying on the movements here.

Thinking of this, Mackenzie's enormous, devilish head swept across the starry sky to the left and right.

As a powerful ancient dragon on the verge of entering the realm of demigods, it couldn't be entirely confident in its ability to contend with legendary chosen ones. After all, legendary chosen ones started by benchmarking against the true demigod realm, with the most powerful legendary chosen ones being gods of the material world. Once one enters the realm of demigods and grows strong enough to begin wielding divine power, besides within the original world, there will also be situations where one is restricted by the rules of other different material planes.

It's as if the entire infinite material world is repelling and suppressing rules about divine power, which originate from rules.

Even though the limitations imposed on the demigod realm are not as great as those on true gods, they are still an extremely important factor in battles of the same level.

However, legendary chosen ones can move freely throughout the infinite material world. Although these legendary chosen ones bear immense pressure, their own path is far freer than that of demigods.

Unless the power output of a legendary chosen one reaches the destruction limit of the material plane and triggers an instinctive backlash from the material plane, the legendary chosen one can always exert the greatest power based on their own characteristics.

But Mackenzie's intuition told it that perhaps ancient demigods were hidden in this starry sky, just waiting for the dragon god Io's treasure to be opened before they would truly appear in the world.

"The Golden Empire has caused such a commotion, how are they going to clean up this mess? With just this useless Astral Legion and those few little dragons?"

The ancient dragon Mackenzie withdrew his fruitless gaze and looked toward the land of conflict. His aura and the mist of magic blended together, making him appear like a real meteorite floating in the starry sky.

"The dragons we capture can fetch several times their value at those large auction houses. The wealth of the Golden Empire should be able to easily afford the ransom for these dragons!"

It wasn't just legendary figures like Pavin Wilson and Romon Harvey, who had a huge need for dragons, who stepped forward at this moment; many other legendary figures also wanted to take the opportunity to make a big demand.

As the dominant races in the universe, humanoid races completely disregard dragons, which is why so many legendary powerhouses dare to occupy all the areas surrounding the barrier of the Liponos plane.

Even the most powerful demigods, unless they are from a humanoid intelligent race or have a good relationship with a humanoid intelligent race, would not dare to easily face all the strong.

"A giant dragon opening its mouth wide?"

A resounding dragon's roar echoed through the starry sky. From the boundless astral fleet, a colossal green dragon slowly rose, its awe-inspiring dragon might spreading across the cosmos. Its bared fangs revealed an incomparably ferocious aura about this beautiful green dragon.

That was Antajena, the Green Dragon Queen of the Golden Empire.

Having passed through adolescence and reached youth, after several years of growth, this green dragon has reached a length of just thirty meters, and is now an absolute super-giant dragon.

The dragon's might emanating from it made even the legendary experts nearby feel a little apprehensive. The birth of dragon might is closely related to the dragon's soul, spirit, and will. Such powerful dragon might made many legends realize that they did not have the ability to completely influence this green dragon with their legendary will.

"The key to unlocking the treasure of the Dragon God Aio is in the hands of the Empire,"

The green dragon Antajana sneered, "Those willing to cooperate with the Empire will naturally receive an olive branch of friendship from the Empire, but those who deliberately make things difficult for the Empire will be excluded."

"Your Majesty the Dragon God Aio's treasure kingdom will refuse you entry!"

"The Great Ruler of the Golden Empire is of noble status, but since you wish to see the Dragon King of the Empire, then I will grant your wish!" Another resounding dragon roar echoed through the starry sky.

As it rose, an immeasurable majesty surged forth, a sublimation of the moment the most powerful hunter made his move; the winged giant shadow flashed and disappeared in the starry sky.

Many legendary beings couldn't even see how this winged giant appeared before they heard the legendary powerhouse, Romon Harvey, known as the Dragon Tamer, let out a heart-wrenching scream.

On this legendary, bulging robe, countless intricate magic arrays collapsed instantly under the black giant claws, and massive amounts of magical energy were directly crushed by the dragon's claws.

The moment the luxurious robe that had cost Romon Harvey a fortune collapsed, the instincts of a legendary powerhouse caused Romon Harvey's figure to vanish instantly under a spell that flickered in the void, only to reappear dozens of miles away.

Twelve dragons of different scale colors appeared simultaneously around Romon Harvey. The dragons, tamed by Romon Harvey, bared their fangs, spread their wings, and let out bloodthirsty roars at the winged black shadow.

Even though the old dragons are hidden in the material plane where Romon Harvey lives, and the ancient dragons are hard to find, the dragon race has been nearly wiped out and has had no choice but to flee to other planes.

However, these twelve dragons with different colored scales are still large dragons of teenager age or older, and each of them possesses great potential.

"Ow!"

The black dragon Rosani let out a thunderous roar, and illusory phantoms suddenly rose before the eyes of all the legends around him.

At the same time, the mournful roar of the dragon rang in my ears. In the illusion, countless huge dragons fell into the fangs of this black dragon, were chewed up and swallowed by this thirty-two-meter-long black dragon, and turned into food in its belly.

The legendary powerhouses around him only felt an extremely powerful will and dragon might emanating from him, but the twelve dragons surrounding Romon Harvey felt an instinctive fear within their dragon blood.

When these dragons faced the black dragon Rosani, it was like a rabbit facing an eagle—a natural predator-prey relationship existed.

Suddenly, the twelve dragons shook their bodies together, and the two youngest juvenile dragons even sprayed water from their cloaca.

"Dragons dare to brandish their claws at the Golden Empire?"

The Black Dragon King, with a cold expression, said in a chilling tone, "You fools, put away your minions!"

"All dragons under heaven must bow down before the true dragon of the empire!"

"Your wealth is so great that you don't need the empire, but it would be a great pity if some people died before their wealth was exhausted!"

Then, a deep, resounding dragon roar echoed through the starry sky, and a gigantic golden dragon slowly rose from the Starfleet.

The dragon's might, unleashed by the ancestral golden dragon, was almost boiling over.

Obirash's golden eyes fixed on the super mage Patrick Wilson, and he sneered, "I think you have a death wish!"

Behind this golden dragon, one after another, dragons began to rise from the ships, their wingspans reaching the clouds!

(End of this chapter)