Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 502 My Blood of Blood, Dragon's Alliance Guardians

At this moment, a terrifying scene appeared above the entire mountain range. The celestial phenomena were unpredictable under the will of Kalon Gogmora, with countless dark clouds gathering.

The enormous, branching lightning and storm gradually coalesced from celestial phenomena into a tangible ancient symbol, floating between the left claw of the mythical seven-headed, ten-horned true form of the first dragon that rose behind Charon Gogmora.

In the eyes of these dragons with their various colored scales, the earth and fire rose out of nowhere from beneath the mountains, as if they had broken free of the shackles of the material world, and solidified into a flame symbol representing the rules and the mysteries of truth on the right claw of the illusion of Charon's true form.

The illusion of the first dragon behind Karon Goggmora's skull was terrifying, as if it radiated boundless majesty and was formed by countless laws and principles intertwined.

Ancient dragon runes flowed in the eyes that surpassed the chilling, frosty breath of the Primordial White Dragon. They contained all the powers that the five-colored dragons could wield, even the bloodline mysteries of the metal dragon, and various complex manifestations of power that even these dragons could not distinguish.

The enormous phantom of the seven-headed, ten-horned dragon occupied half of the sky behind Kalon Goggmora's head. The seven heads floated and sank high in the sky, and fourteen beams of light appeared and disappeared in the clouds, casting their gazes down on the dragons on the mountains below.

It seemed to be incredibly far away from all living beings, and it didn't make any specific noise, yet the entire space was filled with an incomparably solemn and awe-inspiring dragon's majesty.

This terrifying sight made the dragons dare not look directly into the eyes of the True Dragon Emperor, for it seemed as if they were facing the collective power of the concept of 'dragon' in the universe.

The ancient red dragon Boro's low growl ceased, and its huge, ferocious head bowed deeply, kneeling completely beneath the claws of the true dragon emperor.

The legendary blue dragon Watson trembled, and all the dragons began to tremble as if facing the true dragon emperor, Karon Goggmora, was like facing a dragon god descended to earth.

Because in the resounding dragon language of the first dragon, which seemed to echo from the depths of distant time and space, the intense fluctuations within the massive body of the ancient red dragon Boro aroused the thirst for dragon blood within the bodies of countless dragons.

Even the ancestral dragon kings in the Golden Empire, whose bloodlines had been revived and who had become the pinnacle of mortal bloodlines, widened their eyes in disbelief at this moment, suppressing their instinct to roar, but the ancestral dragon blood in their bodies began to boil.

It was an unimaginable miracle. As Caron Gogmora's claws pressed down, the seven-headed, ten-horned phantom of a great red dragon that occupied half the sky also pressed down the symbol that controlled the earth and fire.

This incredibly terrifying power of miracle began to alter the life of the ancient red dragon Boro, elevating the dragon's bloodline.

An aura far surpassing the former majesty of the ancient red dragon Poirot began to reawaken and rise from every joint and acupoint of this ancient dragon's body.

Dragons, regardless of their common bloodline, have the opportunity to grow into ancient dragons.

However, the achievement of ascending to become an ancient dragon with ordinary bloodline is completely incomparable to that of ascending to become an ancient dragon overlord with the body of an ancestral dragon.

The bloodline of the ancient red dragon Boro is not ordinary, but it can only be considered one of the better dragon races in the mortal realm. It is far from being comparable to many young dragons in the Gorgmora dragon pack.

But at this moment, the power that had been revived deep within his bloodline, awakened by the True Dragon Emperor, and summoned by the first generation of dragons caused the ancient red dragon Poirot's will to be overwhelmed and swallowed up by an even stronger source of desire.

This irresistible and unstoppable primal desire, from the moment it was born, disdainfully burned the dragon blood that once existed in the body of the ancient dragon Boro, turning it into its own nourishment to give birth to an even more powerful blood of the previous generation.

The bloodline of the previous generation flowed endlessly, seemingly climbing without limit, which made the ancient dragon Boro realize at this moment that he already possessed the boundless power to easily control the world, manipulate mountains with his claws, and overturn the earth.

That is the innate power of the red dragon, which evolves as its dragon bloodline improves.

The ancient red dragon Poirot could even see in the dragon bloodline the phantom left behind by the most powerful ancestral red dragon, the source of his own lineage of red dragon blood.

"Roar, howl, bare your fangs, stretch out your claws...!"

The illusory will of the ancestral dragon at the source of the bloodline gradually infected the ancient dragon Poirot, causing the ancient dragon to let out a terrifying roar. Even the true dragon emperor in front of him became a target that could be challenged and defeated in the eyes of the ancient dragon Poirot.

Then, the ancient dragon Poirot slowly raised his fierce and enormous head, his gaze filled with the brutality, arrogance, indifference, and dragon nature of a red dragon, and fixed it on the unmoving True Dragon Emperor.

But the next second, faced with sixteen pairs of terrifying eyes, faced with those gazes that contained supreme, dark, violent, and mixed wills of divinity, humanity, and dragonhood, the ancestral dragon phantom that roared deep within the bloodline and soul of the ancient dragon Boro suddenly fell silent, shattering into a fleeting illusion in that instant, merging into the dragon blood of the ancient dragon Boro.

"Swear an oath to become my blood, to live and die with me, to fight alongside me, to carry out my will, and to spread my power,"

"My blood!"

As the vast and turbulent dragon voice from that distant time and space fell between the fangs of the True Dragon Emperor, the ancient red dragon Poirot instantly awoke, his whole body shivering, his bones and blood trembling.

Ancient Dragon Boro quickly lowered his head, suppressing his unrealistic fantasies, and growled in a low voice, "In accordance with the will of the Dragon Emperor, the Holy God Gogmora!"

"Polo will become the Dragon Emperor, sharing the blood of the Holy Gogmora, fighting side by side, becoming the Dragon Blood Alliance Guardian of the Golden Empire, fulfilling the Empire's will, protecting the Empire from peril, and spreading the Empire's authority and glory!"

The terrifying scene began to subside, and the phantom of the seven-headed, ten-horned red dragon that had occupied half of the vast sky vanished without a trace. The terrifying dragon's might subsided, leaving only the majestic figure of the true dragon emperor, Kalon Gogmora, standing atop the mountain peak.

All the dragons remained silent, but the gazes of those looking up at the True Dragon Emperor were filled with unprecedented longing, fervor, and awe!
All the dragons could understand what had just happened to the ancient red dragon Poirot.

This is an even more astonishing advancement than the metamorphosis gained during the transitional age of dragons; it is an advancement at the level of life itself, rather than simply an increase in strength.

The True Dragon Emperor Charon Gogmora used unimaginable power to elevate the bloodline of the ancient red dragon Boro to an unprecedented level, making it only one step away from the blood of the ancestral dragons.

But this is not the limit for the True Dragon Emperor, but rather the limit for the Ancient Red Dragon Poirot.

The blood of the ancient red dragon Boro was insufficient to support its rapid and continuous ascent to the level of ancestral dragon blood in a short period of time, and the will of the ancient dragon Boro was also insufficient to support its control over the ancestral red dragon blood that was about to be born and revived within its body.

No dragon would doubt why the True Dragon Emperor Charon Gogmora, unlike other dragon gods, did not bestow his true blood upon the ancient dragon Boro to help it ascend to the level of an ancestral dragon.

Promoting dragons in this way greatly increases the likelihood that the dragons will be subject to stricter control and domination by the bloodline bestower.

Throughout the history of the dragon race, many of the five-colored dragon overlords of the mortal realm were summoned by the immortal Tiamat to join his ancient dragon legion, serving as his male consorts and henchmen.

While these dragons would make choices that benefit themselves when faced with greater power, they did not like to be manipulated or influenced in this way.

Therefore, they began to have a different depth of understanding of some of the ideas of the dragon civilization of the Golden Empire.

As for the oath of life and death sworn by the ancient red dragon Poirot, it is more like a pledge of loyalty to the ancient red dragon and does not have the effect of forcibly binding it.

Hundreds of dragons from various planes stood tall and imposing, their scales gleaming. After the example of the ancient red dragon Poirot, no dragon would resist such a powerful gift. Therefore, they willingly bowed their heads, and for the first time in their lives, a genuine determination arose within them to participate in the dragon civilization and become a part of it. This made them truly listen to the dragon emperor's voice and sacred decrees.

"Whether it's the support and respect from the people of the empire, or wealth and power, fame and status, or strength!"

Karon Goggmora's deep, resonant dragon voice echoed as his massive, burning wings unfurled and a terrifying claw extended a toe, pointing at each of the dragons present. This caused their blood to surge, eliciting muffled roars as if they were proclaiming the sacred dragon name of Goggmora.

“You can all share with me, with the Golgrimora dragons,”

"As long as you sincerely stand on our side, contribute to the empire, and fulfill the will of the Dragon Civilization and the Dragon Court,"

Kalon bared his fangs and said in a deep, majestic voice, "In the name of the Emperor of the Golden Empire and the leader of the Gogmora Dragonflight, I hereby bestow upon you this supreme power and glory!"

All the dragons held their breath at that moment, and countless dense breaths spewed from the mouths and nostrils of these giant dragons, engulfing the top of the entire mountain range in a hazy mist.

The divine decree of the True Dragon Emperor descended at this moment, accompanied by the simultaneous roar of every great dragon existing in the Golden Empire.

"I will grant you the power to conquer, rule, and unite all living dragons in your respective planes, to become the dragon governors and lords who rule the entire material plane!"

Kalon Goggmora's pupils blazed as he surveyed all the dragons with an unyielding will.

Klenia, the Red Dragon King of the Empire, clung to the mountain with her four claws, looking back down. The majesty of the Empire's dragon kings also rose suddenly under the decree of the Emperor, looking back and dominating the entire scene.

"What you cannot solve, the Empire will solve; what you cannot manage, the Empire will manage. No matter which material world you are in, you can prosper and decline with the Empire."

“As long as you uphold the will of the Imperial Court and follow the path of the Gogmora Dragonflight, your outstanding performance will be noticed by me.”

"The power that Poirot gained is the power that you will be able to wield in the future!"

No empty promise can move these dragons more than a living example before their eyes.

The ancient red dragon Poirot lowered his head deeply, as did the legendary blue dragon Watson. Dragons from all planes also lay completely prostrate on the mountain rocks.

"Upholding the will of the Holy Emperor Goggmora, upholding the authority of the Kings of the Goggmora Dragonflight, upholding the ideals of the Golden Empire,"

"To live and die together, to fight side by side..."

The terrifying dragon roar echoed across the mountains, making the ancient red dragon Poirot tremble with excitement.

He quietly raised his head and looked up at the majestic, mountain-like body of the True Dragon Emperor.

"I will become the true dragon of the Golden Empire, not some evil dragon, not some five-colored dragon, but a true dragon!"

……

The dragons, who had gathered at the command of the Dragon Emperor, had long since dispersed. Only Kalon Goggmora remained, perched atop the mountain, gazing at the distant gateway to the Dragon God's Kingdom.

And there's the bored white dragon Kamid, lying behind Kalon, his two heads fighting and arguing.

This white dragon, now a young adult, though holding the title of Imperial Dragon King, still prefers to stay by Karon's side, just as it did when it was a cub.

Even if he did nothing, Kamid felt the restless Dragon Heart calm down.

Kalon didn't care whether the White Dragon Camid's behavior was beneath the dignity of the Imperial Dragon King. For a true dragon, his actions were none of anyone else's concern.

However, the strange lotus-like petal engraved on the gate of that magnificent Dragon God Kingdom had a significant impact on Karon's intuition.

However, Kalon was not in a hurry to explore the source of this influence, because it was the source of opening the Dragon God Kingdom and maintaining the existence of the Dragon God Kingdom's portal for a long time.

This was also the foundation upon which the Golden Empire established the Lipunos Grand Alliance.

"What are you looking at, Gogmora!"

The voice of the Zerg Queen Livzeta rang out, just as elusive as her movements, startling the two white dragons, Kamid, who were tearing at each other, causing their tails to stiffen for a moment.

"Me?"

"I am watching, the empire and my future,"

Charon tilted his head slightly, looking down at the tiny figure standing beside his forelimbs. He had an instinctive urge to stretch out his claws and gently pry the Zerg Queen off the mountaintop, just as a cat in the mortal world can't stand things placed on the edge of a high place.

"future?"

Livzeta turned her head, looked up into Caron's eyes, and said calmly, "So, have you thought about how you want to proceed in the future? At your current level, your true form in the material world can already transform into another form."

"Like those primordial beings with naturally enormous and powerful bodies, they maximize their advantages, possess the ability to manipulate the stars, and truly exert immense individual power with pure strength at the slightest gesture."

Kalon bared his fangs slightly and chuckled, "The material world and the infinite astral world are different. Do you really want me to devour the origins of each material world to nourish my true form? If so, I might be beaten into a dragon of hatred by countless people in the future."

"Therefore, I can only pursue quality and refine my true self into a more powerful being through better choices."

"When did dragons start to care about the life and death of the material world? Apart from their own lair, dragons never care about other life forms, not even those metal dragons, they only care about satisfying their own psychological needs."

Livzeta smiled faintly and said, "However, when it comes to the energy supply, we Zerg have special methods, not as extreme as you described!"

(End of this chapter)