Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 515 The Dragon Emperor and the Five-Colored Dragon Queen

"Who are you, and what is your purpose in stopping us?"

A serene dragon's voice echoed in the sky.

Two adult white dragons, each over twenty meters long, stood with their four claws spread out, their enormous wings harnessing the elements and the raging winds to maintain their balance.

The backs of the two adult white dragons were lowered, and a thick, chilling aura was quietly condensing beneath their powerful hind claws. This aura could transform into a thick ice barrier at any moment when the two adult white dragons unleashed their power, allowing them to move even faster.

The rage that broke free from the control of reason and logic had begun to simmer within the blood of the two adult white dragons.

It wasn't that they had forgotten the hatred of their companions being killed, nor that they were afraid of the powerful demigod dragon; rather, they had been stuck here for several days.

Even the most temperamental red dragon species cannot keep burning its brains in the face of such a predicament, let alone the white dragon species with the blood of the cold dragon flowing through its veins.

Although the white-feathered dragon Sloka, which has reached adulthood, is not particularly outstanding among the Gogmora dragon herd, it still reaches a size of 23 meters.

Sakles, the former leader of the White Dragon tribe in the Frosty Wastes of northern Ekania and now the right-hand man of the White Dragon King in the Gorgorra Dragonflight, had grown to a massive 28 meters tall when he reached the peak of his adulthood.

Regardless of which material plane world they were placed in, these two white dragons were exceptionally large among their kind.

But faced with this strange phenomenon in the sky, the two adult white dragons were like tiny flying insects, only able to look up at the base of the huge mountain that floated in the sky.

No matter where the White Dragon Sloka and the White Dragon Sakles fly in this vast sky, they will inevitably collide head-on with this majestic mountain in some region.

Just as humans in the mortal world are subjected to the power of nightmares by those weak vengeful spirits and dead, they can never escape this majestic mountain that stretches across the sky like a meteorite.

This is an extremely incredible phenomenon. Even though adult white dragons cannot compare to legendary-level beings, the spiritual breadth and innate soul of these two white dragons are extremely vast.

The great dragons, especially those in the Gorgmora dragonflight, place great importance on cultivating and honing their mental fortitude, although not every dragon possesses an exceptionally strong will.

But for creatures like dragons, even a slight advantage is enough to make them far more powerful than other creatures.

To inflict a nightmare-like power upon them, only those at the legendary level or above possess such a flawless effect, leaving even the two exceptional white dragons completely unaware of its presence.

Fortunately, the two adult white dragons were not like their impulsive, reckless, and brainless kin; they did not rashly climb the mountain that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

Sloca and Sakles became more alert as they looked at each other and took the initiative to ask questions.

The being above the legendary level neither attacked proactively nor hindered my actions; the other party must have its own purpose.

The silence in the sky was broken by the questioning voice of the white dragon Sloka. In the calm space, the space rippled like a turbulent lake, and countless air currents rolled like boiling bubbles, echoing loudly above the mountains.

Neither the white dragon Sloka nor Sakles could tell whether what struck the mountain was lightning or flames exploding. A colossal dragon slowly descended before their very eyes.

This beautiful, almost eerie female dragon stood atop the mountain with her long limbs, looking down into the distance, her long, enormous wings fluttering.

Those wild, powerful eyes were indifferent and arrogant, revealing a disdain for the heavens and an invincible, awe-inspiring dragon's might, as if another true dragon emperor of the empire had descended upon this place at this moment.

The two giant dragons, Sloka and Sakles, trembled and were so frightened that they almost roared.

The wind rising from the sky descended towards the two adult white dragons, bringing with it the dragon aura of the female dragon perched atop the high mountain, causing the large scales on the backs of the two adult white dragons to almost burst open.

The female dragon standing proudly before me was completely different in gender and appearance from the Dragon Emperor of the Empire.

But it's not just his expression and demeanor, but also the aura of life and his invincible dragon might that bear a striking resemblance to Caron Gogmora.

If the adult red dragon Keldiros were here, he might mistake this female dragon for Kalon Goggmora.

"who am I?"

Phyllis Tiamat wore a lively, faint smile on her face, which was covered with eerie patterns. The female dragon lowered her head and looked down at the two adult white dragons who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. With every movement, an irresistible innate majesty pressed down upon her.

“I am Phyllis Tiamat, a descendant of the Immortal Dragon God,”

The melodious dragon language rang out, but it raised the alertness of the two adult white dragons to the highest level.

Tiamat is not a title that any dragon can bestow, especially since that powerful and eerie dragon exudes an aura of demigod majesty, far surpassing the demigod evil dragon that the two white dragons, Sakles and Sloka, are pursuing.

Although the demigod evil dragon attacked in an instant, leaving no time for the two adult white dragons to detect it, their powerful dinosaur instincts told them something.

This demigod dragon is far more powerful than that two-headed demigod evil dragon.

Even though this eerie dragon possessed the power to easily kill them, the two adult white dragons slowly began to bare their fangs at each other, demonstrating their determination.

A demigod dragon from hell and a bloodline claiming to be the dragon god Tiamat—even a fool would think there's a subtle connection between them.

“You don’t need to bare your fangs at me. I’m not like that ugly, belligerent fellow Nur. I have no hostility towards you,” Phyllis Tiamat said with a calm smile.

“Karon Gogmora, who rules over you five-colored dragons, is the emperor whom the true dragons revere by birth, while I, Phyllis Tiamat, am the queen of all you five-colored dragons by birth.”

White Dragon Sloka and Sakles exchanged a glance, finally understanding the source of their extraordinary and beautiful demigod female dragon's unique impression upon first seeing her, and also realizing the difference between this powerful demigod dragon and the Dragon Emperor.

The unparalleled majesty of Phyllis Tiamat before her was derived from the divine blood of this demigod female dragon. Born with this blood, she was destined from birth to be high above, looking down upon the billions of beings in the mortal world.

Therefore, the majesty of this demigod female dragon is cold and impersonal, like a lawless order devoid of 'human warmth,' which is also related to the demigod power of this demigod female dragon.

When Karon Gogmora was young, it did not possess the power it has now. Its strength in the young Gogmora dragon pack was only due to its red dragon species and age group advantage.

That invincible power and aura were gradually cultivated by Kalon Gogmora through all the trials he experienced in his early years. It carried the strong personal characteristics of this red dragon and thus possessed unparalleled aggression.

Perhaps this is also the difference between the path of the gods and the path of legends.

While Phyllis Tiamat's life level is far higher than that of the two adult white dragons, she possesses the divine blood of the immortal dragon queen and some of her former essence.

So much so that White Dragon Sloka and Sakles momentarily thought that another incredible first-generation dragon had appeared in the mortal world.

However, upon closer inspection, the two white dragons realized that the demigod dragon before them was indeed very special, possessing a bloodline far stronger than that of the ancestral dragons in the Gogmora dragon pack, and vaguely giving the two white dragons a sense of the source of the five-colored dragon blood.

The dragon blood within the bodies of the two adult white dragons also had to cower in fear. Their superior bloodlines seemed to be infinitely inferior in front of the other, creating a sense of bloodline suppression.

However, the two adult white dragons subconsciously felt that the other party was not as vast, profound, and far-reaching as the first dragon, the Dragon Emperor.

"In Aikania and the mortal realm, there is no queen of the five-colored dragons,"

"Only the will of us, the true dragons of Gogmora, and the Dragon Emperor, Charon Gogmora!"

The adult white dragon Sakles chewed on his mouthful of fangs and said coldly, "We respect Tiamat, the creator of the five-colored dragons and the immortal dragon god, but we are not followers of the immortal dragon god!"

Phyllis Tiamat's eerie, fine scales furrowed suddenly, as if she were somewhat angry, and a terrifying dragon's might subtly emanated from her.

But the frown vanished in an instant, her brows relaxed, and her narrow eyes tilted slightly upward. Looking at these white dragons who dared to openly defy the majesty of a demigod and the power of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen, a sense of satisfaction arose within her.

With a hint of approval, she spoke condescendingly, "Although you are the most mediocre of the five-colored dragons, you actually possess the courage to defy the will of a demigod. Are all the five-colored dragons in the Gogmora dragonflight so outstanding?"

"If that's the case, then perhaps this trip of mine wasn't a waste of my precious time."

Although the white dragon Sloka felt his muscles couldn't relax in front of this demigod female dragon, causing his hind legs to tremble slightly, the male dragon still raised his head and questioned, "Wasting your time?"

“You are wasting our time. If it weren’t for your interference, Sackley and I might have caught that scum much sooner, instead of wandering around here for days.”

"Perhaps the rest of our family members will think that we died under the claws of that evil dragon."

"Oh?"

A melodious, resonant dragon voice, tinged with a hint of coldness and a sneer, rang out. Phyllis Tiamat, the dragon, slightly raised her head and said casually, "Although that fellow Nur is nothing in my eyes,"

"But with your methods, are you really capable of discovering the hidden traces of a demigod?"

"So what if you discover Nur's whereabouts?"

Phyllis Tiamat lowered her head again and said in a low, indifferent voice, "If I don't stop you, do you expect me to let Nur kill you directly, turning you into gradually decaying corpses floating in the starry sky, waiting for your companions to collect your bodies, while your souls are devoured by him?"

"The souls of enemies killed by that fellow Nur will be toyed with by him. Even the souls of the five-colored dragons will not return to the divine kingdom forged in hell by the Immortal Dragon God,"

“This is my mother, the Immortal Dragon God who bestowed upon Nur power and strength when she created him!”

Phyllis Tiamat's words left the two adult white dragons speechless, unable to refute her.

The two adult white dragons also knew that their actions were not a wise choice.

They were only briefly overwhelmed by rage at the tragic death of their companion, which briefly broke their rational control.

Interestingly, the great dragons in the Gorgmora dragonflight possess more rationality than ordinary wild dragons, but when rationality disappears, they are more courageous than most reckless dragons.

White Dragon Sloka then relaxed his tense muscles and said somewhat awkwardly in a low voice, "What you said makes a lot of sense, but we don't know what your purpose is!"

The two white dragons did not ask each other why they had not intervened to stop the demigod dragon named Nur.

Because many of the true dragons in the Gorgmora dragonflight are not simply descended from the five-colored dragons, they are naturally different from most of the metallic dragons who habitually occupy the moral high ground.

This is also because the Gogmora dragons always believed that they should rely on themselves to solve their own problems, rather than seeking help from outsiders.

If you can't do it yourself, it means you're not capable enough!

"My purpose?"

With a soft chuckle, Phyllis Tiamat flapped her long, enormous wings and slowly landed from the towering mountain not far from the two adult white dragons.

Even though both were standing on the same horizontal line, the two adult white dragons still had to look up to see the expression on the face of the demigod dragon.

This made the two white dragons feel an immense pressure from the size of the dragons, as if they were face to face with the Dragon Emperor in his true form, even though the latter's majestic aura had long been restrained.

In particular, this beautiful and eerie demigod female dragon has a long and graceful body, and visually appears to be twice as long as that elusive demigod evil dragon.

Moreover, the five long tails behind the female dragon shone with multicolored light, carrying the awe-inspiring power of a mind sorcerer, almost dazzling the eyes of the two white dragons, causing their minds to momentarily dazed.

When the two white dragons regained their senses, they were startled again.

Because in the claws of this powerful female dragon was a huge, terrifying, and ferocious head.

The hideous head had its eyes wide open in disbelief, severed from the middle of its neck, looking as if it had been cut off by an unparalleled weapon.

Countless granulation tissues were writhing at the smooth wound, as if trying to regrow the entire body.

If it weren't for the powerful force suppressing the growth of this terrifying life force, White Dragon Sloka and Sakles would have no doubt that the ugly and ferocious dragon head before them could regenerate its complete body.

Because it was the severed head of a demigod dragon, the intense life force it possessed was enough to terrify even the two dragons.

"This...this is...this is that guy's head?"

White Dragon Sloka felt his old stuttering problem return and stammered in shock.

Sakles's vertical pupils were also fixed on the huge dragon skull held in Phyllis Tiamat's hand, carefully examining the aura within and comparing it with the demigod evil dragon he had briefly faced before.

“Nur’s head, naturally,”

Phyllis Tiamat chuckled, a hint of coldness in her voice, and said, "I once advised the great mother, the immortal dragon goddess Tiamat,"

"The dragon-like civilizations born in the mortal world only need to revere and believe in the majesty and glory of the Great Mother, but should not interfere too much with the dragon-like civilizations in the mortal world."

"If the Great Mother's actions are effective, then the great order that once ruled the universe and the world with the five-colored dragons, traversing the sky, the earth, the ocean, and even the starry sky and the star realm, will not have collapsed."

The two adult white dragons were immediately drawn to the words of the demigod female dragon in front of them, shifting their attention from the head of the colorful prince Nur to the female dragon.

"I cannot go into the specifics of the dispute with you, but you only need to know that although I am a blood relative of my mother, my own beliefs are completely different from hers,"

Phyllis Tiamat then said, "The mortals return to the mortals, and the gods return to the gods. I quite agree with what that guy Caron Gogmora said back then."

"So when Mother sent out that guy Nur, I tried to dissuade her, but that angered her, and I was imprisoned deep in the hellish prison by her."

The two white dragons, their vertical pupils filled with curiosity and gossip, blinked their round eyes as they looked at Phyllis Tiamat, momentarily forgetting their duties.

After all, the secret between the great dragon god and his rebellious daughter is something that probably no dragon could refuse.

Unbeknownst to Kosloka and Sakles, this was due to the aura of the five-colored dragon queen, who was born to rule over all colored dragons, transforming into an effect of intimacy, subtly influencing the two dragons' sense of resistance.

"Fortunately, I have my own helper. My old friend, the 'Comet Prince' Orpheus from the Geth race of the astral plane, is the jailer guarding my cage."

"It was thanks to the help of 'Prince of Comets' Orpheus that I was able to escape from the prison deep within hell,"

Phyllis Tiamat's deep, eerie eyes gazed into the eyes of the two white dragons, and she said in a low voice, "I followed the trail of Nur, and finally caught up with him at the gates between Hell and the material world."

“In this battle, although Nur’s main head was severed by my wing claws, I was also injured by his counterattack and only recently recovered.”

The two adult white dragons suddenly realized that they felt a sense of identification with the demigod female dragon in front of them, but they did not realize that their image was being completely etched into the female dragon's pupils.

(End of this chapter)