Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 492 The Sun and the Stars

The howling winds that swept across the world gradually subsided, and the energy storm that had swept between the sky and the earth, along with the sand and gravel it carried, settled on the now-cease-trembling ground.

One after another, dragons of different scaled races flapped their wings and roamed the sky, using magic and their innate powers to begin quelling the chaos of the entire battlefield.

The red dragons of the Golden Empire settled on a land riddled with holes and crisscrossed by fiery lava flowing thousands of miles underground.

These red dragons used their dragon-like power to extinguish the flames, and the pillars of fire stretching hundreds of miles deep into the earth began to gradually recede back into the earth under the power of the red dragons, and lay dormant again.

The molten lava that rose from the earth was solidified by the red dragons and transformed back into mountain peaks. These red dragons then gradually connected to form the prototype of a huge mountain range.

The powerful weapon once wielded by the Dragon Emperor Charon Goggmora stands at the edge of this region. Freed from the constraints of the Dragon Emperor's power, it has transformed once more into a massive, continuous mountain range, serving as a marker for these red dragons.

The Empire's white dragons flapped their wings and swept across the low sky, spewing out a chilling breath with extremely low temperatures, causing the molten lava flowing in the earth's ravines to collide with the cold breath.

In that instant, countless amounts of water vapor were generated, which not only gradually solidified the molten lava, but also gradually formed the terrain of streams and rivers that stretched for hundreds of miles.

The Empire's blue dragons roared through the air, summoning storms and drawing the scent of the sea breeze into the clouds. The moisture in the air condensed into rain clouds that reached the ravaged land.

With the blue dragons' talent for controlling storms and tides, this massive rain cloud was more powerful than any spell. Covering tens of thousands of miles in the sky, the rain cloud was dense and thick, and began to pour down rain of new life after destruction onto the earth.

The thick, dense sandstorms, stretching for kilometers or even tens of kilometers, which had been looming between heaven and earth, were also soaked by the rain, turning into mud and water that sank into the earth and flowed along countless gullies.

And the various dragons of the empire, around this final battlefield, used their power to quell the chaos of the world, allowing this region to begin its rebirth from destruction.

Many of the lucky survivors of the Skull Clan stood amidst the distant ruins, embracing the shattered remains of their kin and gazing into the distance, their expressions beyond description.

It's as if mortals witnessed the destruction of heaven and earth by gods and demons. After the gods died, the demons became the new gods who shaped the world, creating a new heaven in a world full of ruins and decay.

The Skull-Bearers didn't know whether they should hate these foreign demons or kneel and worship these terrifying dragons. But whatever choice these weak humanoids made, they could only passively await their fate.

Kalon lay sprawled on the black and red throne formed from the solidified pillar of magma, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly half-asleep.

However, the occasional deep, heavy breathing of a deep man echoed in this empty area, deterring any creature from approaching the place.

The enormous pillar of magma was hundreds of meters wide, its solidified surface riddled with rock-like voids. From these densely packed voids, countless liquid-like flames could be seen flowing upwards from the depths of the earth, nourishing the king who ruled over the land and fire atop his black and red throne.

The king, who was resting with his eyes closed, had his broad and huge wings hanging down along the edge of the black and red throne, which was tens of meters high. Half of his wings covered the already frozen ground, as vivid as a wildfire burning on the black and red ground.

This was an extremely difficult and arduous battle. Although the first dragon species born in the infinite material world had unsealed its true form and possessed incomparably powerful vitality and almost infinite energy, it was still a formidable challenge.

Even if thrown into the endless abyss and hellish battlefield, this first-generation dragon could fight continuously for decades without sleep or rest.

Even the demon lords of those abyssal planes, despite gaining dominion over their planes and receiving the blessing of the abyssal consciousness, still cannot match the control a true legendary being of destiny has over their own world in terms of the power to govern a plane.

Even the most powerful Abyss Pillar Gods, though their power far surpasses that of these legendary destinies, will never have a greater grasp on the plane than those who transcend the legendary destinies through this realm.

Therefore, the pressure on Kalon Gogmora was far greater than it appeared on the surface. He repeatedly used his spiritual authority to enhance his power, squeezed the first dragon blood within him, and controlled the various powers within him.

After the fury and excitement of the battle, a deep sense of weakness and exhaustion followed, making Charon not want to lift a single claw or toe.

However, the many broken scales and deep wounds on his body were rapidly healing under the unfathomable life force of the first dragon.

A massive amount of energy was flowing into Kalon's body along the huge stream of fire beneath the Blackfire Throne, circulating throughout his body and repairing the damage caused by the intense collisions during the battle, bit by bit.

Under the transformation of the first generation of dragon blood within his body, pure energy was injected into every cell and acupoint space that was already thirsting for it.

However, this final battlefield had long been reduced to a magic-free area devoid of elements by the True Dragon Emperor and Lipunos.

If it weren't for the power and laws of Lipunos dispersing into this world after his death, this region would probably have remained in a state of magical decline for hundreds of years to come.

Therefore, although the replenishment that Kalon received seemed endless, it was actually far too little for this first-generation species.

The energy required for a living being to ascend to godhood is so terrifying that even gods cannot calculate it. Many believers, even with all the necessary conditions and the miraculous power of faith, still find it an incredibly long time to truly ascend to godhood and condense their divine power.

While Charon is currently far from being comparable to truly powerful gods, the moment a living being enters the legendary realm, it has already embarked on a true journey of gradual ascension in life.

Although each slumber and metamorphosis of dragons is equivalent to accumulating through a series of tiny transformations, gradually elevating them to the level of ascending life, they can easily possess the power to rival legends in a lazy way.

But even for dragons, the true journey of life ascension begins with the Primordial Dragons.

Before the Primordial Dragons, no matter how powerful a dragon was, it was still just a dragon. No matter how strong its power and vitality were, it had not escaped the fundamental level of life.

Only the blood of ancestral dragons can possess a life level that transcends ordinary dragons from the very beginning, which is why ancestral dragons are one of the most powerful biological bloodlines in the material world.

Charon is not only a dragon that has transcended the legendary stage, but also a first-generation dragon species that is a level higher than the blood of the ancestors. Its life level has long established an insurmountable barrier between it and the vast majority of life forms.

The amount of ordinary elemental magic energy and common life energy needed to satisfy Karon's needs would be incalculable.

If Karon didn't impose any restrictions on himself, he could probably drain all the elemental magic from a small material world he could just descend upon, turning it into a true lawless place.

Even if it devoured the resources of an entire small material world, it probably wouldn't be enough to sustain even half a step of growth for a creature of Karon's level.

Even the life fruits stored in the space that Kalon himself had created—fruits of life from the Tree of Life cultivated by countless druids on the Empire's own soil—only slightly activated the primordial dragon blood within him after Kalon consumed them. This demonstrates the incredible strength of Kalon's current vitality. After closing his eyes for a long time, Kalon's breathing, though still deep and heavy, gradually became more even. Only then did he open his eyes, causing a flash of lightning to appear in the void, startling the Imperial Dragon Kings coiled around the Blackfire Throne.

Just like when the Gorgorra dragons were young, these companions always stayed by Karon's side, not allowing anyone to approach the dragon emperor who was resting with his eyes closed.

Even though several legendary chosen ones in the distance watched with complex expressions, and hundreds of legendary powerhouses waited for the Dragon Emperor to rest, in order to determine the future course of the Lipunos world.

However, even these terrifyingly powerful beings, who, when united, were capable of annihilating all the dragons present, could not cross the boundary guarded by the great dragons of the Golden Empire at this moment.

Upon seeing the True Dragon Emperor awaken, the legendary Destiny Tokam, who had been observing, suddenly raised his head and looked at the dimensional barrier passage that was gradually stabilizing.

The densely packed insectoid legions and the Golden Empire's astral fleet resembled insects. Above them, a setting sun cast its dim, yellowish light, illuminating the entire world of Lyponos.

"Before the sun sets, no star shines brighter than it. The True Dragon Emperor, Charon Gogmora, is like the sun in the sky. No one can defeat him before his will falls!"

Tokam's voice was low and tinged with unspoken emotions. They had formed an alliance with the dragon emperor for their own benefit, but they did not truly wish for the dragon race to rise again and revive the glory of the ancient era.

After all, it was an extremely cruel and dark period for all races.

If a dragon likes you, your race will decline; if a dragon hates you, your race will become extinct.

The current True Dragon Emperor's power is such that even among the countless dragon lords of the ancient era, he can be considered an absolute overlord.

Of all the dragons that have ever appeared in the material world, who dares to say they could easily defeat the current True Dragon Emperor? Perhaps only those equally arrogant ancient dragon overlords could have such a thought in their minds.

The remaining legendary destinies and most of the legendary powerhouses also had concerns. The rise of the Golden Empire had already used the bones of many legends and the blood of two legendary destinies as sacrifices, which was naked proof of military power.

"After the sun comes the moon, and the stars shine brightly. The great sun hangs high in the sky, and the stars surround it!"

Another legendary figure, Yaleira, withdrew his gaze and turned to the various dragon kings coiled around the True Dragon Emperor, speaking meaningfully.

The other legendary destiny figures all had flickering eyes, but none of them spoke up again. Instead, they silently walked forward without using magic to traverse the void.

Whether it's the basic strength demonstrated by the legions of the Golden Empire or the high-end military power of the Golden Empire, both possess the powerful potential of a mature civilization.

Although the Dragon King of the Golden Empire is still young, he cannot compare to the Dragon Emperor.

But these legendary destinies could only imagine how terrifying the Golden Empire's future power would be.

Among the ancestral dragons they could see, there were at least five in this horde. These terrifying creatures, once they reached their peak, could roam freely even within the astral plane.

Although the policies and philosophies of the Golden Empire under the rule of Kalon Gogmora and the dragon kings are not as barbaric, bloody, and chaotic as those of the ancient dragon lords, no one can guarantee that these dragons will not change.

Even if the emperor and dragon king of the Golden Empire don't change, who can guarantee that their descendants won't change?

If the descendants of these powerful beings wreak havoc on the material world, would these beings punish their descendants for it?
However, although these legendary powerhouses were worried about this, most of the human supremacists and those who harbored the most ineradicable hostility towards the Golden Empire's dragon civilization had already died in the battle of the starry sky.

No one would rashly attack the Golden Empire because of the uncertainty surrounding the so-called future of their race.

The legends of the Golden Empire and its alliances have countless ways to evade the punishment for breaking them, but no one would be foolish enough to stake their life on some uncertain conjecture.

Most importantly, the True Dragon Emperor had already left an insurmountable shadow in the hearts of these legendary powerhouses through just two short battles.

Even a dead tiger retains its might, and so does a sleeping dragon.

As several legendary dragons cautiously approached, several dragon kings in the Goggmora herd raised their heads almost simultaneously, their indifferent eyes radiating a chilling aura, instantly filling the air with the aura and killing intent of dragons hunting their prey.

“Your Excellencies Dragon Kings, we simply wish to meet with His Majesty Godmora to finalize the alliance,” said the legendary Destiny Dera, who joined the alliance later.

The three legendary destinies who entered this world earlier were powerful enough. Although they did not show any outstanding performance under the suppression of Lipunos, this was also a characteristic of transcending the legendary destiny through this domain.

Legendary destinies come and go as they please, unlike gods who are subject to restrictions.

Even if one abandons the world one governs, one can still extract one's own laws from the world and leave, like a bloodsucker parasitizing the laws of the material world, only losing countless years of hard work.

Although a legendary destiny that has never been separated from the laws can receive the distant blessings of the world when traveling outside, it is difficult to defeat the opponent in the world of other legendary destinies.

That's why the terrifying display of the True Dragon Emperor, who possessed all the great power in one body, made these legendary destinies especially wary.

Upon hearing Della's words, several dragon kings turned their heads to look at the Dragon Emperor, who was perched on the Blackfire Throne.

The True Dragon Emperor, who had long since concealed his true form of seven heads and ten horns in his mythical form, slightly raised his broad chin, his ferocity from the battle long gone. At this moment, he resembled a supreme emperor, exuding majesty with every move.

"Let them come over!" Kalon bared his fangs, and his deep, powerful dragon voice rang out.

Kleinaya then turned around and nodded. "You can go now!"

As the dragon kings began to part the road, heavy breathing echoed in the ears of these legendary destinies, like a warning!

(End of this chapter)