Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 503 God of Dragon Slayers
The sky here seems to be completely devoid of sunlight, and crimson flames, like blood, gushed and flowed across the shattered earth, with volcanic craters and fissures visible everywhere.

These liquid magma, carrying a strong sulfurous and toxic odor, formed lava rivers on the cracked and uneven earth, bringing a dim light to the land shrouded in a thick, toxic fog.

The sky seems to be perpetually filled with countless enormous, branching lightning bolts, accompanied by a grayish-brown rain, like sulfuric acid, falling to the earth as the lightning strikes.

This acid rain, with its intense corrosive power, makes even creatures in the mortal world feel nauseous and want to vomit just by smelling it from a great distance; the air is almost completely permeated with various toxic gases.

Even the powerful and ferocious species in the wilderness of the world of Ekania would find it difficult to survive for long in such a harsh environment.

And this is just the most insignificant effect in the Bathorian Hell.

The hell of Bathor possesses extremely strange characteristics.

Gravity and time are generally the same as the rules of the material world, but although Bathor Hell is nominally only nine levels, it actually has a nearly infinite space.

These raised layers of space extend infinitely outward, leading to the deepest hell and adjacent lower levels. Since the birth of Bathor in the universe, no creature has been able to fully explore the reality and illusion of the entire hell.

Even the ruler who nominally rules over all the great demons, lesser demons, and all sorts of strange creatures in the nine levels of hell cannot fully control the level he governs.

Perhaps only Asmodeus, the supreme king of Hell who rules over all rulers, whose throne is embedded in the deepest part of the prison, and who is said to have fallen from the world's first and most powerful angel of order to become the king of Hell, can truly grasp the truth and mystery of the Bathor Hell.

Even though Aphrodite, the first layer of the Baton Hell, is home to the mother goddess of all the five-colored dragons in the world, and Tiamat, the most powerful dragon goddess after the Immortal One, could not resist the true power of Asmodeus in the Hell.

Because the laws governing the entire Nine Levels of Bato are so solid and powerful, the power of ordinary legends is insufficient to alter and distort space as it would in the material world.

Only beings whose physical form reaches at least the level of a low-level deity and possesses only a trace of divine power can have a profound impact on the Nine Levels of Bathory.

Apart from the Flaghthos plane, which is dominated by fire, and the Kania plane, which is dominated by cold, all other hell planes are in a state of balance in terms of the influence of all elements and energies.

When the enormous, colorful dragon prince crashed into the Aphrodite plane, the first layer of the Bartholomew's Hell, from the material world, the familiar scent caused this demigod dragon, whose appearance bore a striking resemblance to the immortal dragon queen Tiamat, to let out a triumphant roar.

On the scorched, rocky wasteland, amidst the undulating, broken mountains and tilted, collapsed hills, countless demon legions clad in armor gazed into the distance.

Even on the front lines of the interdimensional abyss and the bloody battles of hell, powerful demigods like the Five-Colored Prince are rare.

Such a powerful being wouldn't easily appear on a bloody battlefield, as that would invite a frenzied attack from all enemies. Logically speaking, such a powerful being is beyond the scope of the proverb "too many ants can kill an elephant."

But in the bloody battlefield of the abyss and hell, there are enough ants to bite such a demigod giant to death.

Therefore, even an arrogant demigod dragon like the Prince of Colors does not like to easily show off on this battlefield of bloodshed.

The colossal dragon flapped its massive wings, riding the stench-filled, putrid winds as it dodged the crimson light that permeated the air and the fireballs and pillars that flew everywhere. The terrifying explosive effects of these spells could not hinder the demigod dragon's flight path.

In Hell, few powerful beings dare to directly use techniques that tear through space.

The Prince of Color could only fly forward along the blood-soaked stream that flowed across the entire plane of Avernus and eventually merged into the River Styx, which ran through the nine layers of the hell of Bartholomew.

No one knows where this blood comes from, but many demons always claim that it is the blood left behind by all the victims of Aphrodite throughout the endless ages since his birth.

On the land, which is full of rubble, ravines, flames, and blood, at long intervals, there are huge bronze fortresses standing on the plains shrouded in thick poisonous clouds and putrid acid rain.

These massive fortresses, constructed entirely from bronze-like minerals, each spans tens of square kilometers and is surrounded by twelve concentric rings of walls. Each ring of walls is topped with countless ferocious, terrifying, and powerful war machines.

These bronze fortresses are commanded by high-ranking demons, and filled with thousands upon thousands of low-ranking demon legion warriors of various kinds heading to the bloody battlefield.

Avernus is the most likely beachhead for any large-scale attack from demons in any abyssal plane, so countless fortifications like the Bronze Fortress stand in abundance in this layer of hell.

Moreover, souls constantly being retrieved from the River Styx are being transformed into inferior demons and imps, expanding large-scale defensive fortifications, so that in the eyes of the Five-Colored Prince, bone scaffolding is rising up on the earth everywhere.

However, besides demons, many other creatures also make the nine levels of hell their home.

Even in Avernas, where danger can strike at any moment, many creatures such as hellcats, hellhounds, and nightmares roam the wilderness, becoming deadly hunters that confident traveling mages who come to hell must face.

Even evil beasts and demons are active in every level of Hell, and some 'brave' mortals also establish permanent homes in Hell.

However, these brave mortals usually live in powerful fortresses guarded by low-ranking demons bound by short-term magical contracts.

These unusual sights, which are unsuitable for life in the eyes of creatures in the mortal world, are the most normal ecology in the eyes of the Prince of Color.

As a result, this demigod dragon simply could not understand why the dragons of those material planes always preferred to stay in their own world's lair rather than step into hell, accept stronger trials, and embrace the life most suitable for dragons.

This place is filled with carnage, making it the perfect place for the five-colored dragons to unleash their innate desires.

"Those fools, who only dare to enjoy power in the mortal world, using the bloodline bestowed upon them by Mother to enjoy wealth, fame, and everything else, actually dare to think of betraying the supreme Dragon God,"

The colorful prince recalled the red dragon he had seen, the one who was hailed as the emperor of all dragons in the mortal realm, and felt the rage burning fiercely within his dragon blood.

As a creation personally created by Tiamat after her immortality, this evil dragon undoubtedly maintains the highest loyalty and worship to Tiamat, unlike the dragons of the material world.

"If I didn't have another mission, I would have twisted the heads off all those dragons and taken them to hell as a gift for my mother!"

"Why do those dragons enjoy the power and everything their mother gave them, yet disobey her will?"

As the colorful prince gazed at the colossal pillar of skulls rising into the sky in the distance, the anger and resentment in his heart began to subside slightly.

Compared to the bone scaffolding that stands everywhere on the ground, this enormous skull pillar is a thousand times more terrifying and grotesque.

This tower, built with twisted, demonic skulls, symbolizes the supreme evil spoils and glory that all the demons of Aphrodite gained on the battlefield of bloody battle.

Beneath the base of the Skull Pillars, there are even demon skulls the size of houses, or even larger, demonstrating the horror of the Blood War. Even demon lords have a high chance of dying on the battlefield of the Blood War.

Near the base of the Skull Pillar, there is a huge cave entrance, as if it were embedded in this space out of thin air. It has no beginning or end, and the deep portal gives many wandering demons a powerful deterrent that prevents them from approaching.

Because that is the entrance to the region of the Immortal Dragon Queen Tiamat's Kingdom, the Immortal Dragon God's Fortress Kingdom.

Even though legend has it that deep within this portal lies the treasure of the dragon god, surpassing the wealth accumulated over hundreds of worlds, no greedy demon or traveler dares to approach the vicinity of this cave entrance.

But the colorful prince charged straight in, his massive figure rushing into the cave, where he found himself in another realm.

In the legends of mortal creatures, the lair of the Dragon Queen is located on a towering mountain peak, surrounded by countless giant dragons.

But in reality, it wasn't a towering mountain, but a colossal dragon fortress built after immortality, a dragon fortress as tall as a mountain.

But in the eyes of the colorful prince, he could see that every brick of that towering mountain was a planet that had been cut and forged with exceptional precision.

Around the outer walls of this massive fortress, countless dragons of all sizes and colors rise and fall, and the sight of thousands of dragons soaring into the sky is just a daily occurrence here.

Even a powerful demigod dragon like the Prince of Colors couldn't compare to a single brick in front of this fortress.

The colorful prince flapped his wings and landed on the top watchtower of the fortress.

There, dozens of powerful ancient dragons guarded the sides of the towering staircases. These creatures, who were almost at the pinnacle of the mortal realm, were merely loyal servants of Tiamat here.

The colorful prince could not fly up the long staircase leading to the dragon god; he could only climb it step by step.

Only when he saw the enormous throne of the immortal dragon god, shrouded in boundless divine power, did the colorful prince stop in his tracks, bow his head deeply, and growl in a low voice: "Great, supreme mother of dragons, Mother, I have failed to perfectly complete my mission."

"But I have already discovered the hidden existence within!"

The immense majesty and divine power of the dragon descended upon the enormous dragon throne, and the immeasurably great dragon shadow that perched upon it slightly opened its eyes, casting its gaze upon its most loyal creation.

"Oh?"

"It seems that the face of the dragon-slaying god and the divine power he condensed, left behind by the ancient creator dragon god, the father god of all the first dragons in the world, are indeed hidden within that mysterious kingdom."

Tiamat's grand, divine voice echoed throughout the space, causing the colorful prince to tremble slightly.

At that moment, the five male ancient dragons, who were perched beneath the throne of the Immortal Dragon Queen, also looked at the colorful prince.

These five male ancient dragons were Tiamat's lovers and her most capable dragon kings who commanded the ancient dragon legions, each leading one of the five types of dragons.

"Yes, mother!"

The colorful prince replied softly, "However, I was unable to investigate thoroughly."

"That wretched dragon, Kalon Goggmora, has countless minions and allies, making it impossible for me to find an opportunity to infiltrate the material world,"

"That red dragon defied the authority of the Dragon God, daring to call itself the emperor of all dragons. Now, its power is enough to threaten me,"

"If I were to cooperate with his loyal henchmen and powerful allies, perhaps they could keep me in that world forever, which is why I did it."

The hazy, colossal figure perched atop the dragon god's throne raised its mountain-like claws, interrupting the colorful prince's words.

"My child, as your mother, would I punish you so easily!"

Tiamat waved her paw and said calmly, "That little guy, Caron Goggmora, has grown from a relatively strong ant to what he is today in the blink of an eye."

“His potential is far greater than yours, how can I blame you, my loyal child!”

"but,"

The Immortal Dragon Queen's words plunged the Colorful Prince, who had just shown a happy expression, back into despair.

"You didn't complete my task perfectly, and while I won't blame you, I do this so the other children won't think I'm showing you too much favoritism,"

"You also need to accomplish something else to make up for your mistake!"

The colorful prince slightly raised his head, his fangs bared, and said in a deep voice, "Even if Mother wants me to retrieve the head of that red dragon, Karon Gogmora, I can patiently wait in the shadows until I successfully hunt down this dragon that defies divine might!"

"hehe,"

Tiamat let out a terrifying laugh. "No, my child, you have overestimated your strength, though I can no longer easily see my other ambitious and clever child."

“But I think you will suffer defeat in front of him,”

"After all, that child now possesses the same essence as I once did; he is the first species to walk in the mortal realm."

"The task I'm giving you is related to him, but it's not about defeating him and taking his head. It's about controlling and influencing him so that you can successfully obtain my clever child, this bountiful harvest that can be achieved in the blink of an eye."

A look of doubt appeared in the prince's eyes. He asked in a low voice, "But I'm not confident I can control that arrogant red dragon!"

"Go, go to another world, where my own flesh and blood reside, a creation more perfect than you, my child. Awaken her, she will know what to do!"

The colossal figure atop the throne smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)