Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 463 The Scaled Dragon God

From the very beginning of the creation of various races in the universe, the primordial dragon Io inscribed dragon runes with ancient power into the bloodline of the dragon race, which were later passed down to the elven race, who inherited elven script with advanced magical effects.

Then there are the magical runes created by the humanoid races who have now become the dominant species in the universe, through their research into magic and rules.

Many powerful races born in the world are naturally endowed with an understanding and exploration of the essence of language. For these powerful beings, language is not merely a natural tool for communication.

Rather, it is the manifestation of the high-dimensional mind descending into the material world, the degradation of power, which condenses into a symbolic system in the process of change and contraction, enabling it to expand its manifest power essence in the form of sound.

Thus, language not only carries the possibility of cognition, but also, to some extent, presupposes the boundaries of its meaning.

The enormous dragon roar that echoed from the depths of the Dragon Mountain Range was a manifestation of a higher-dimensional mind descending directly into the material world. It was the spread and dissemination of language-based rules in the material realm, carrying the wrath and will of the True Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire.

That was the roar of the first dragon born in the infinite mortal world since countless eons ago, the first non-naturally born species in the universe, whose rules were accepted by the infinite material world and integrated into the underlying rules of the entire universe, adding a possibility to the growth and diversity of the entire universe.

This terrifying dragon roar caused all the soaring dragons in the mountains of the Golden Empire to bow their heads. No matter what kind of dragon, whether it was a giant dragon, a lesser dragon, a beast with dragon-like characteristics, or a dragon descendant with dragon blood, none could resist such majesty.

"Emperor Gogmora!"

"He has awakened!"

The young red dragon Nero suddenly raised his head, his massive four claws trembling slightly as he lay prone on the ground. He felt a deep-seated fear in the face of the roar emanating from this most ancient and unfamiliar bloodline of the first generation.

The dragon blood within this young red dragon was as powerful as when it faced Tiamat, the progenitor of the five-colored dragons and the creator goddess, causing even the most arrogant red dragon to tremble and willingly submit to the earth.

Blue Dragon Caesar and Steel Dragon Midil, along with other dragons, were receiving envoys sent by the other kings of the Northern Continent when a sudden dragon roar resounded throughout the entire empire.

The roar of the true dragon emperor shattered the dragon-human forms that these dragons had adopted for their daily activities and transformations, as if a magic spell had been broken, causing them to reveal their true dragon forms.

"Supreme Emperor!"

Blue Dragon Caesar raised his head and roared. Steel Dragon Midil, a dragon species that did not belong to the Five Colored True Dragons, actually felt the same way as Blue Dragon Caesar and couldn't help but let out a resounding dragon roar, echoing that ancient voice.

Among the envoys of the kings of the Northern Lands, each was a powerful figure with outstanding strength, but at this moment their expressions changed drastically. Even the giant Baal of Mosuo was trembling, lying under the table, his trousers soaked with urine.

Because the roars of countless dragons resounded throughout the entire capital and even the empire, leaving no room for any dissenting conspirators to hide.

"Is this the most powerful red dragon in the Northern Continent?" The giant Baal had only one thought in his mind at this moment, and he no longer had the idea of ​​trying to find out the strength of the true dragon emperor.

"Roar! Garugsingo!"

The magically bound form of Iron Dragon Morton suddenly broke free, transforming into its original Iron Dragon form. Its massive body clung to the high mountain cliff, its enormous head turned to look towards the direction of the Empire's Dragon Holy Mountain, its face filled with shock.

This is not because Morton Iron Dragon acknowledges that Karon Gogmora is the ruler of all Azerite Dragons, but rather because of memories ingrained in his blood that make Morton Iron Dragon realize at this moment that he is facing a first-generation being, just like Garugsingo, the first overlord of the Azerite Dragons.

That was the true dragon emperor of the empire, Karon Gogmora, who had now become a first-generation being whose essence was comparable to Garugosingo and Tiamat.

Even though Kalon Gogmora still needs time to grow, the essence of this bloodline remains at the pinnacle of all dragon races in the material world.

Almost simultaneously, this ancient roar resounded throughout the world of Ekania. In the Salakha Desert of Middle-earth, dozens of blue dragons of varying sizes poked their heads out of their lairs, looking fearfully at the ancient blue dragon roaring in the sky.

"Among the five true dragons, another dragon god-like being has appeared! The true dragon emperor of the Golden Empire, Kalon Gogmora..."

The enormous ancient blue dragon soared madly through the sky, and even the countless massive, branching bolts of lightning and the surging roars of the dragon could not drown out the resounding roar of the true dragon emperor.

Within the Southern Good Dragon Alliance, hundreds of dragons fell from the sky in alarm and fear. The ancient dragon roar prevented every dragon from rising at that moment. The sky belonged to the dragons, but that dragon domain was occupied by another will.

boom,
In the ancient mountains, two enormous heads emerge from the depths of the mountains; they are the sleeping ancient dragons.

Even the treasure of the dragon god Aio failed to disturb this ancient dragon species, but even now, isolated in their nest, these two ancient dragons were still awakened by the fear in their blood.

Because these two ancient dragons were too close to that first species.

Even though we are separated by countless miles, this distance is still too close.

"Who is that?" the ancient golden dragon roared.

"How could such a thing be born in the mortal realm of Ekania? Even if it were a divine abomination, the possibility of it being born would be far greater than the possibility of it being born as a first-generation species!"

Another ancient silver dragon responded in kind, its massive head gazing towards the silver dragon clan's territory, letting out a tremendous roar: "Tell me, who is He?"

Throughout the entire material plane, dragons on every continent faced a sense of panic and shock on this day.

The shock and chaos of the dragons in the world of Ekania also spread to every material plane around them, and countless material planes were also deeply affected by this vibration, which was close to the energy level of the bottom rules of the universe.

The infinitely vast material plane celebrated the birth of the first primordial species in the world, laying the foundation for its own growth, but the other creatures were gripped by panic, especially the dragons.

I don't know which material plane it exists in, but there is a tall mountain there.

Animals gallop and birds spread their wings around the high mountains.

A colossal dragon quietly peeked out from a hidden spot in the mountains and forests. Its dark pupils and ancient-looking scales allowed every dragon to discern the age of this giant dragon—an ancient dragon.

Although Mount Alo has not yet reached the point of being able to collect echoes, every ancient dragon is at least a powerful being of the demigod level.

However, the powerful aura of the ancient dragon from Mount Alo did not affect the surrounding creatures or environment in the slightest. Not even an ant would feel any fear towards this ancient dragon.

"Let anyone who wants to be summoned by Tiamat go. I'm not going. What ancient dragon legion? They die as easily as wild dogs in the wilderness. Those fools, power and wealth and pleasures, you have to be alive to enjoy them."

Aluoshan crept out of his den, muttering to himself, his enormous body as agile as a big cat.

"Although hiding here offers no enjoyment or offerings, and no fame or power, at least I can still live well. Tsk tsk, all the fools who can't control their greed are dead."

Aloshan took a deep breath, a happy expression on his face, and said easily, "The atmosphere of the mortal world is still so refreshing!"

"roar……!"

As soon as the ancient dragon finished speaking, its terrifying roar, carrying a unique aura, resounded throughout the entire small material plane.

Alosan's expression froze instantly, and the scales on his back stood up one by one, as if they had exploded.

"Tiamat has gone to such lengths to recruit the ancient dragons into her ancient dragon army? She's actually descending into the mortal realm in her true form?"

"No, no, this isn't Tiamat's aura,"

With a look of astonishment and uncertainty on his face, Aloshan muttered to himself, "How could something like this be born in the mortal world? It's too outrageous."

Aloshan shook its massive head, then turned and stepped back into its lair without hesitation.

"Forget it, forget it, this has nothing to do with me. Damn it, even though I just woke up, I can sleep for another thousand years!" "Time is nothing to a powerful being like me! You can do whatever you want, I won't budge!"

……

The starry sky was already boiling.

The vast starry sky was churning with storms of energy and elements, and the will of legendary warriors and the majesty of dragons rose and fell. No being below the legendary level could withstand this region of boiling energy for even a moment.

Countless scaly dragons followed the Dragon King of the Empire, soaring through the air, their melodious dragon voices converging together, much like the magical resonance spells once created by the mage corps of the Golden Empire.

The dragons of the Golden Empire united and unleashed their once invincible battle dance.

The enormous wings whipped up a gale capable of shredding steel into threads, and their tight integration and resonant power made this massive battle formation virtually flawless and without any weaknesses.

An ancient dragon phantom with dozens of heads appeared above the dragon battle formation of the Golden Empire, each breath causing a star-shaking collision with the power of the legendary Chosen One, Yogara.

Even powerful figures like Zygmunt, Moorro, and Landon Rosen were unwilling to get involved in the battle between the legendary chosen ones and the many great dragons of the Golden Empire.

Because every dragon king in the golden empire began to unleash the deepest power from its bloodline, and every great dragon carried an incomparably terrifying will and determination.

With the support of the Golden Empire's powerful domain, the war dance of these dragons displayed unparalleled might, even temporarily holding its own against the legendary Chosen One, Yogara.

In a battle of this intensity, even beings like them could suffer extremely serious injuries if they were not careful.

In the starry sky, more and more legendary powerhouses joined the battlefield, because the legionary will of the Golden Empire was simply too terrifying.

The hundreds of thousands of starships, in the instant the battle erupted, coalesced into a cohesive force that even the will of legendary powerhouses could not shake.

The first salvo from the densely packed astral fleet instantly vaporized four legendary powerhouses who had become arrogant and careless due to their own strength, leaving only broken ancient artifacts and legendary treasures intertwined with the will of rules scattered across the starry sky.

Even with the legendary Destiny Yoga Luo holding back the dragons, the combined attack of the other dozen or so legendary powerhouses was instantly thwarted.

Even a powerful and radical figure like Landon Rosen was unwilling to confront the Golden Empire Legion head-on.

The Great Lord of the Golden Empire lived up to his name, while Karl, the Lord of the Crimson Heaven, was even more terrifying.

The Golden Lord's roar during battle was as terrifying as that of the Ancestral Dragon. His indestructible fist light, amplified by the imperial domain, killed a legendary warrior with just three punches, shattering the warrior's armor and weapon to pieces.

However, the Imperial Legion was never flexible enough and struggled to lock onto targets when faced with numerous legendary powerhouses who roamed freely.

The legendary super mage Wilson and several powerful legendary mages restrained the will of the Imperial Legion, severing the guiding connections between the Imperial Legion's banners one by one.

With dozens of legends joining the battlefield, even with the command of various generals, the Golden Empire's legion fleet began to run into trouble.

One by one, the Starfleet ships began to fall into the rain and plummet into deep space.

boom,
Another warship was shot down by a legendary expert, swaying left and right as it plummeted to the bottom.

"Lord Natis, all of the starship's propulsion systems are out of balance. We need to supply all available energy to restart the propulsion systems, which may also halt the ship's descent!"

Natis heard the anxious shouts of the legionary warriors, but his gaze lingered on the battlefield above the stars.

"We are the divine soldiers of the empire, and we will be forged in the flames of war,"

"We defend the land of gold; our duty will never end!"

All the legionary warriors roared, "We are the divine soldiers of the empire, forged in the flames of war. We will defend the golden kingdom, and our duty will never end!"

Amidst the deafening roars, Natis, his face contorted with rage, roared, "Fire!"

boom!
The sunken starship's main cannon unleashed its most dazzling beam of light, shooting straight into the starry sky.

Bang! The powerful main cannon slammed into the legendary warrior's shield, forcing the warrior wielding the legendary artifact back hundreds of meters into space.

Surrounded by several legendary powerhouses, the Imperial Lord Karl's fists gleamed fiercely, his eyes blazing with divine light. Two beams of sunlight collided and annihilated with the power of legend, creating a powerful and sweeping impact that stirred the entire starry sky.

Even when facing an attack from several legendary powerhouses, the Great Lord of the Golden Empire was still able to hold on for the time being. The spells of legendary mages could not easily break through his defenses under the light of his fists, and the weapons of legendary warriors were also extremely difficult to cause significant damage.

The sunken starship opened a breach for Karl, and the most powerful warriors of the Golden Empire seized the opportunity to break through the encirclement. They punched left and right, flying towards the breakthrough, hoping to rejoin their vanguard legion.

But a terrifying legendary will descended at this moment, and Landon Rosen's body fell from the sky, colliding with Karl's body as he broke forward, but the expected fierce collision stopped at this moment.

With his chest wide open, the emperor of the empire was struck by a long sword imbued with the aura of rules, which pierced straight into his heart. Even the heavy armor made of beast skulls could not withstand the sharpness of this ancient sacred artifact.

Karl felt all his strength rapidly draining away, along with his once formidable life force.

The dying screams of this super soldier echoed across tens of thousands of miles of the starry sky.

"No matter how powerful your physique is, it is still supported by some kind of rule. Unfortunately, what I am best at is decomposing rules!"

Landon Rosen sneered as he watched the Great Lord of the Golden Empire slowly kneel in the void, as if all his strength had been drained.

"The Golden Empire's demise is only a matter of today!"

But the roar of the Great Lord of the Golden Empire before his death seemed to stimulate the spirits of everyone in the empire and the dragons, causing the terrifying domain of legionary will that shrouded the dragon battle formation and the Golden Empire fleet to suddenly boil over.

Its terrifying fluctuations could not be ignored by any legendary powerhouse, because the almost tangible legion's will and domain were slowly unfolding into an illusory spiritual realm.

The infinitely vast material world is intertwined with the infinitely vast spiritual world.

In that spirit realm, the supreme ruler opened His eyes and appeared above the starry sky.

It was a gigantic dragon face, so gigantic that even the realm of the spirit world could not fully reveal its features; only the cold, indifferent pupils could be seen by all the legendary powerhouses.

"Roar!"

When the enormous dragon roared from its fangs, even the legendary Chosen One, Yogāra, stopped fighting and gazed at the distant starry sky.

The entire battlefield fell silent instantly, because the ancient dragon roar, carrying an indomitable will, had arrived in this starry sky from the distant other side of the material world, rather than originating from the spiritual realm.

"Go, let's go!"

In the distant starry sky, the ancient dragon of hellfire, McKenzie, hidden among the meteorites, suddenly paled, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He roared, "He will kill all disobedient ones and destroy all rebels! This is the first generation, the emperor among dragons!"

(End of this chapter)