Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 510 Hidden Threat
The colossal body of the colorful dragon prince, a mixture of gray and blue, silently broke through the void. Its two heads stretched forward, and its four scarlet vertical pupils peered into the distant starry sky, tens of thousands of miles away.

Concealed by the power of a demigod, even though this two-headed evil dragon, whose physical body had grown to 120 meters tall over countless years, blended into the meteorite dust in the starry sky, making it difficult for high-level detection magic to detect any unusual fluctuations.

Even at the level above legendary, the development paths of different beings are ever-changing, and seemingly similar ones can have completely opposite results due to slight differences.

The external form and power level of every legendary being cannot be used as a simple standard of measurement, but the fact that the Colored Dragon Prince can reach a size of 120 meters in his true form when all factors are combined to make the most of his normal state is a testament to his power, which has surpassed that of many ancient dragons hidden in the material plane.

In particular, this evil dragon's existence was created by the immortal dragon queen herself, and it not only possesses the essence of demigod immortality, but also the immortal characteristics of higher beings in hell.

With the blessing of dual immortality, the Rainbow Dragon Prince rarely needs to worry too much about his life in the material plane.

Even when facing a god who could kill him with a flick of the wrist, in the material world, this colorful prince dares to contend with him without worrying about being easily defeated or even killed by those powerful gods as he would in the astral realm.

However, facing the first dragon species born in countless eras in the mortal world, the demigod dragon, the Colorful Prince, also needs to be cautious.

There are many differences between beings who walk the path to godhood and those who follow the path of legend. One of the more important differences is that even the colorful prince who has reached the level of demigod cannot distort reality with his will like a legendary powerhouse who has advanced normally.

The majesty of dragons is indeed terrifying beyond measure. Even the might of a young dragon can intimidate wild beasts in the wilderness, while the might of a demigod dragon can frighten even extraordinary creatures and powerful magical beasts to death.

Its powerful dragon might can suppress the spiritual will of legendary experts, preventing ordinary legends from casting spells, and even causing many beings with weak spiritual will to experience fearful illusions and various other negative effects.

However, it cannot achieve the same simple ability to distort the world as a normal legend; it requires magic and divine power to achieve such an effect.

This is one of the reasons why many legendary figures who seem weak to the gods are able to speak freely in the material world and never fear the power that the gods bestow.

Charon Gogmora was not just a powerful first-generation dragon, but also a legendary dragon who, like other orthodox legendary warriors, honed his will to advance. His will was so strong that it could easily distort the world within his control.

Moreover, the Colorful Prince knew that the dragon Caron Gogmora was unparalleled in speed, and with such abilities, it could move freely through the starry sky. Even he himself could not match the speed of this first-generation dragon. If he were to accidentally reveal his presence, he would likely be hindered by the red dragon.

That's why the demigod dragon, who always looked down on mortals, was so cautious, hiding deep in the starry sky, lest his plans be ruined before they could be implemented.

Compared to the Colored Prince, who was exceptionally cautious under immense pressure, the Five-Colored Dragon Queen Phyllis Tiamat, riding on the Colored Prince's back with her feet on his severed skull and gazing into the distance, appeared completely at ease.

She gazed with interest at the distant starry sky, where the Golden Empire's star fleet meandered along star paths opened up by large organizations from nearby material planes and merchant guilds with outposts throughout the star realm.

Even though the space fleet's flight formations are not like those of ground-based armies, in the eyes of Phyllis Tiamat, the evil dragon queen, the Golden Empire's fleet still gave her a sense of awe, with its armored formations, spears like a forest, and battle formations standing like a rock in the wilderness, exuding an unshakeable majesty.

"It's truly incredible that the kingdom established and ruled by the Five-Colored Dragon has been able to develop such a well-ordered civilization in just a few decades."

Phyllis Tiamat exclaimed.

Although Tiamat, the Immortal Dragon Queen and creator of the five-colored dragons, belongs to the camp of order, like most of the demons in Hell.

But not only does the realm controlled by this immortal dragon god possess a somewhat chaotic nature, even the blood of the dragon race it created contains chaotic poison.

That's why Phyllis Tiamat was so impressed that the five-colored dragons, as rulers, had created such a kingdom and civilization in such a short time.

"While the individual power of these starships is negligible to you—even standing still and being bombarded by such weapons wouldn't damage your armor—the combined power of such a well-organized fleet should not be underestimated."

Phyllis Tiamat lightly touched the colorful prince's neck with her toes and said calmly, "As long as these legions can restrain you, even if a few outstanding legendary mages cooperate well enough to use powerful super-level magic against you, it is possible to cause you considerable damage."

"The majesty of a demigod is beyond the reach of these mortal beings. If it weren't for Your Majesty's plans, I could have single-handedly destroyed these legions in the starry sky, turning their insignificant lives into dust!"

The colorful prince's two thick, long necks twisted and turned like giant pythons in the starry sky, emitting discontented, overlapping sounds.

Even though his soul and consciousness were completely controlled by Phyllis Tiamat on his back, and he had to obey her commands, this demigod dragon was not a puppet machine that had completely lost its own consciousness.

The colorful prince possesses not only the pride of a dragon but also the confidence of a demigod.

Under normal circumstances, the claim that gods are immune to and ignore all mortal forces is not unfounded.

Although the gods who sit high on their thrones are not omnipotent or omniscient, they are still incredibly powerful, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

The gods possess the thoughts, emotions, and even ideals of living beings, but they are never limited to the physical constitution of living beings. Many of them are primordial deities who did not ascend to godhood through faith, and some are even composed of the marrow of the stars.

Even challenging the physical forms created by these gods for their own convenience is not something that ordinary legendary powerhouses can easily accomplish.

Although the gods could be knocked down and injured in this physical form, they could not die.

In many stories passed down through the mortal world, legendary figures are able to defeat gods simply because these legends used their awe-inspiring power to lock down the gods' physical form and then defeat that physical form.

Only a god can possess the power to kill another god, because divine power, being a high-level form of power, belongs to the highest level of power in the universe and is also a power that can directly access the source sea of ​​rules.

Even the most powerful legendary beings, possessing formidable laws, are not all capable of completely annihilating gods.

Many powerful legendary deities can only imprison and confine gods, but cannot destroy their essence, even the weakest gods with only a little divine power.

Although the Colorful Prince was only a powerful demigod, he was far from reaching the realm of a true god and could not be compared with the essence of a deity.

But to mortal beings, the Colored Prince was no different from a god. Phyllis Tiamat certainly knew this, but this queen of evil dragons had spent far more time in the mortal realm than the Colored Prince, and she was not one of those reckless and mindless beings; she was well aware of the world's changes and progress.

However, Phyllis Tiamat did not refute the colorful prince's words, but simply smiled faintly.

For this female dragon, the colorful prince was merely a tool; there was no need to expend too much effort to make him realize the truth.

She was simply observing the Golden Empire's fleet and looking for any opportunities to exploit.

Phyllis Tiamat, piloting the Colorful Prince, had been following the Golden Empire's fleet along this starry road for nearly ten days, and along the way, she had roughly figured out some of the true and false situations of the Golden Empire's legion fleet.

During normal fleet voyages, the Golden Empire's armed patrol ships would always detach two sufficiently agile small reconnaissance vessels to patrol and scout back and forth on both sides of the legion's main force.

These reconnaissance ships, in conjunction with the slowly floating mage towers, are sufficient to scan and detect most of the airspace. Occasionally, a great dragon of the Empire will also pilot its flagship to assist these reconnaissance ships in searching for travelers.

Even though many sections of the star paths were opened up in the starry sky far away from the material plane world, and were less affected by the power of the material plane world, it was still difficult for Phyllis Tiamat to find an opportunity to take advantage of them.

The best time for these two evil dragons to strike is when the Golden Empire's fleet slowly traverses the large stargates of warp space, making it difficult for the two armies to coordinate their attacks and for the various forces within the legion to respond in time.

Phyllis Tiamat turned her gaze to the massive stargate that was faintly visible in the distance. It was controlled by a large force that had opened up a safe interstellar teleportation route, and had built huge buildings and massive star ports in the surrounding interstellar landmass.

The vanguard legion of the Golden Empire has begun to dock at the port, sending out personnel to negotiate and pay the fees for the Imperial Legion's cross-stargate teleportation.

Boxes and boxes of gems and gold, along with large quantities of magic crystals and energy crystals, were moved out of the starship's warehouse and received by the person in charge of guarding the stargate.

These gems and gold are not only the monetary value of transactions, but also the basic materials that many mages, sorcerers, and even warriors need to consume.

Even though they were tens of thousands of miles apart, Phyllis Tiamat's eyes still couldn't help but redden slightly.

For a dragon, treasure is not only a matter of greed and possessiveness, but also a means for the dragon to ascend to godhood.

Despite being a descendant of the immortal dragon god Tiamat and having witnessed the mountains of treasure within the dragon god's lair, Phyllis still felt a deep resentment at having to watch helplessly as vast amounts of wealth flowed into the hands of others.

"Let's go. We'll wait for the Golden Empire's vanguard legion to arrive in the next section of the star path. That will be your chance to make your move."

Phyllis Tiamat placed her right foot heavily on the colorful prince's back, stared at him for a long time, and then, grinding her teeth, coldly said.

The colorful prince, his massive body concealed by demigod power, silently traversed the starry sky. The male dragon couldn't help but ask, "Queen Phyllis, why don't we go directly to the world of Ekania?"

"Although that is the Golden Empire's stronghold, its most elite legions, most powerful emperor, and most valiant dragon king have all left, leaving the homeland vulnerable,"

"Even if these dragons manage things very well, without the power of their leaders, they are no match for us. We don't need to risk our lives in this starry sky,"

"After all, the power that dragon Karon Gogmora possesses is truly puzzling to me!"

The colorful prince shook his ugly, grotesque head and said coldly, "With my power, I could easily turn the Golden Empire's homeland upside down, and even capture and kill those 'big shots' within the empire would be a piece of cake."

"No matter what power Charon Gogmora and these dragon kings possess, it is not enough to stop our actions."

Phyllis Tiamat narrowed her eyes slightly, and the strange, five-colored patterns growing at the corners of her eyes furrowed upwards, instantly revealing a cold aura.

"A self-righteous fool,"

"The world of Aikania is the homeland of the Golden Empire, which means it will be my directly ruled territory in the future. Do you want to destroy my beautiful and prosperous country?"

"Destruction is a thousand times easier than construction. If I had a bunch of idiots like you under my command, I would rather continue to sleep in my own lair."

The colorful prince was furious at being scolded by the evil dragon queen on his back, but he dared not directly confront this ruthless female dragon.

So the colorful prince could only vent his anger on the obstructive meteorites in the starry sky. Wherever his enormous body passed, everything turned to dust, all of which were smashed to pieces by this demigod dragon with his powerful body.

The colorful prince's anger subsided only after he had traveled tens of thousands of miles through the starry sky.

"Then what reason should I give?"

Before the colorful prince could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by the cold, dragon-like voice.

"No reason is needed; you just need to remember your purpose."

Phyllis Tiamat's eyes flashed with impatience as she coldly said, "Only by obeying my will can you gain your freedom."

"If you cannot fulfill my will, even if you are a powerful warrior created by the Great Mother herself, I will not hesitate to utterly destroy you!"

"Or, you should prefer to be a war puppet without consciousness or thought!"

(End of this chapter)