Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 516 Let's Kill and See

The massive, mangled corpses of several dragons were frozen within the eternal ice magic of the ancestral white dragon, their postures in death still bearing the same raised heads and bared fangs, just as they had in life.

Charon, his towering figure like a mountain, stood before his former companions, and bowed his head in silence as he saw the furious vertical pupils of each of these dead dragons before their deaths.

"Based on our current probing, only Blue Dragon Dos can use his speed and abilities to hold off that demigod evil dragon for a short while,"

Kleinaya gritted her teeth and forced out a few words: "The other dragons, whether it's Gormot or Alina who also controls thunder, are not enough to hold that demigod evil dragon back for even a minute."

"We can only trade our injuries for time, but we can only hold out for a maximum of two minutes. Even I, without the fearless charge of the legionary warriors in the Empire, would never have been able to withstand the power of the demigod evil dragon."

In fact, even a life form that can be considered a miracle, such as ascending to the status of an ancestral dragon, is already considered an extremely outstanding existence if it can face a powerful hellish demigod in its youth and survive.

Dragon demigods, in particular, are born with far greater potential than demigods of most other races, and their potential is much higher than that of demigods of countless other races in the mortal world.

Even many legendary powerhouses cannot guarantee that they will survive the lurking claws of a demigod dragon.

Although the dragon kings of the Gogmora dragonflight possess the power to rival legendaries, they are no match for many powerful legendary warriors.

Their survival under the clutches of the demigod dragon was due to the imperial domain's power, contributed by the hundreds of thousands of legionary warriors, and the ancestral dragon's profound vitality and formidable physique.

The relationship between the Imperial Legion and the Gogmora Dragonflight is not a simple one of command and coordination, but rather one of extremely close connection and influence.

The many dragon kings who were granted spiritual secondary authority by Kalon Gogmora theoretically possess a portion of power similar to that of the Dragon Emperor, just as the intense mental fluctuations of the legion warriors who once went to their deaths awakened the sleeping true dragon emperor.

The Golden Empire values ​​individual power but never neglects collective power; the two are closely intertwined. This is reflected in the ruling ideology of the supreme ruler of this multi-faceted dragon empire, which combines a heroic view of history with a people-centered perspective.

The reason why these ancestral dragon kings and powerful dragons could not do it was simply because they had not yet grown to the corresponding level.

Therefore, every dragon king held himself in high esteem, deeply considering the responsibilities on his shoulders as a heavy burden, and anything he could not accomplish was regarded as a disgrace by these great dragons.

"Unfortunately, Rosani and Obirash accepted your mission and remained in the world of Lypunos, serving as a support for those young dragons."

Kleinaya slowly moved her newly healed forepaw, baring her teeth as she said, "With the innate power of the Aubirash Ancestral Golden Dragon and the profound control of the earth and mountains by Rossani, perhaps we can hold off that demigod evil dragon for longer, just like Dos."

"In this way, it's possible to leave that demigod dragon on the battlefield, giving you ample time to prepare before making your move!"

“He’s wary of you. He knows you’re guarding the rear, so he never gets entangled with us. He leaves as soon as he misses an attack, giving us no time to react!”

Even the female dragon Klenaya, who was closest to Kalon, was still belligerent despite being severely injured, and her raging anger seemed to come alive from the eyes of this ancestral red dragon.

Therefore, even this proud female red dragon had to admit that in some aspects, the black dragon Rosani and the golden dragon Obirash were superior to her.

“You’ve done a great job, Kleinaya,”

Kalon turned his head to look at the female dragon who was still somewhat remorseful, feeling quite emotional. It was incredible that such emotions could appear in a five-colored dragon species.

This also proves that Caron's path was absolutely correct.

Only a true dragon civilization could fundamentally change the deeply ingrained mindset of dragons on a large scale. The influence of a creature's environment after birth is far greater than the inherited mindset it possesses innately.

"No enemy would be foolish enough to send out opponents of equal standing every time. This is reality, not some theatrical performance."

"Until I face this demigod dragon in person, I cannot guarantee that I will have a good way to deal with the divine power of a demigod,"

Charon stretched out his claws and gently stroked the scales on his partner's neck that were flaring with anger, slowly smoothing out the shriveled scales, one by one.

"Karon!"

Kleinaya looked at her partner, the Dragon Emperor of the Empire, with a chill running down her spine, and called out softly.

This calm surface, concealing utter madness, is not unique to Caron Gogomora, but rather the resolute and irreversible indifference and tranquility of everyone in the world who has made the deepest resolution.

Kleinaya and Karon Gogmora grew up together and already knew a great deal about the habits of this powerful red dragon.

"What are you going to do, Caron?"

The usually irritable little female dragon slowly brought her head close to her mate's chest, looked up at the Dragon Emperor's calm and indifferent face, and said softly, "We are almost at the base of Aikania. It's not worth taking any more dangerous actions for this demigod dragon."

"We just need to drive this evil dragon away. When the great dragons in the herd reach their peak, it won't be too late to settle the score with this evil dragon."

Klenaya persuaded the Dragon Emperor to let Karon follow the ancient traditions of the Red Dragon race—to report back later.

"Moreover, according to legend, the Colorful Prince, this evil dragon, has been free from the constraints of age since birth; he was born a powerful demigod,"

"He's currently holding back, and the strength he's displayed is just the tip of the iceberg. No one can know just how powerful the evil dragon truly is."

Kleinaya gazed at the gently bowing head of Kalon, her voice already beginning to tremble: "Besides, this demigod dragon from hell has a fundamental connection to the hellish plane; I've never heard of this dragon ever being truly killed by any other powerful being."

"Even if he dies at the hands of other gods and demons, this guy can still be resurrected through the connection to the nature of hell. Karon, he's not worth it!"

"The hatred for the demigod dragon is different from the war with Lipnos. Without direct combat, even the Imperial legions and the other great dragons of the Gogmora dragonflight will find it difficult to keep up with your pace!"

Karon certainly understood what Kleinaya meant. The imperial legions were often a powerful asset and a source of strength, even the guards of each dragon king.

Moreover, these legions and the Dragon King's Guard also have another extremely subtle function.

If they encounter an overwhelmingly powerful enemy, these legion warriors and the Dragon King's Guard will sacrifice their lives to give the Dragon Kings and the Emperor time and opportunity to catch their breath or even escape.

Although this duty is extremely cruel, every soldier in every legion and every guard is aware of it.

If Kleinaya's guess is correct, the Dragon Emperor has made up his mind this time and will not allow that demigod dragon to escape. Just as Karon Gogmora had been determined after the Night of Dragon Frenzy against the legendary dragon hunters and the southern noble kingdoms who had destroyed the empire.

However, in the combat of such highly agile lone dragons, the Imperial legions would only become sitting ducks unless they could trap the enemy in a fixed battlefield, and would hardly be able to help Charon.

Moreover, the path to legend and the path to godhood are not the same. Although Klenaya knew that Charon could defeat the legendary Destiny Lipnos, it did not mean that he could defeat a demigod of dragons in the same way.

After all, such demigods do not experience a decline in their power due to a weakening of their will. Demigods possess pure individual power, and higher-level divine power has a simpler and more direct effect.

Also born of the dragon race, they would subconsciously amplify the power of their fellow demigods, which is why Klenaya was deeply worried about this.

Moreover, although several tests had already proven that the Colorful Prince arrived without any other companions.

However, Kleinaya could not be certain whether this demigod dragon had more companions lurking in unknown corners, using the colorful prince as bait to lure the empire's dragon emperor into a trap.

Karon slowly withdrew his hand and stopped in front of Chris Tiana, the silver dragon who was also sealed in magic.

"Of course I know that some grudges are not in a hurry to be settled. A true dragon's revenge is never too late."

"But my mind can't find peace, you know that, Kleinaya!" Caron said casually.

"My heart is not at peace, my spirit is not at peace. Tell me, what is the point of me being the Dragon Emperor!"

Kleinaya's fangs twitched slightly as she gazed at the towering, massive back of the great red dragon before her, but she couldn't utter a word, as if a bone in her throat was blocking her voice.

Charon reached out his claw and gently stroked the face of the sleeping silver dragon Chris Tiana, which was resting on the emerald crystal. In his mind, he recalled the beautiful face of the silver dragon Chris when she was in the Dragon King's Court. That was almost a hundred years ago.

At least for the Dragon Emperor who once wandered the stars, more than a hundred years have passed in the perception of time.

Kalon withdrew his claws and looked at the dragons that had been frozen in eternal ice by the ancestral white dragon.

These dragons are sealed by ice. As long as the white dragon Grimhot does not release his spell and is not destroyed by external forces, he will continue to draw magic from the world to maintain the magical seal, and they will remain in their current form forever.

“Naloya, Flo, Morlo, Jash, Roca, Collem, Ronnie…”

As Kalon watched these dragons either die or fall into a deep sleep to heal their heavy wounds, he seemed to see in his eyes those once proud and arrogant young dragons again.

It was decades ago when I first encountered these young dragons.

Whether it's the silver dragon Floro, the gold dragon Naloya, or several white dragons from the White Dragon tribe, or the blue dragon Kolem from the Blue Dragon family of the Middle-earth desert of Ekania, or the white dragon Ronnie, they are all young and long-lived dragons.

They came together because of the Gorgmora dragons, and through shared ideals and unity, they became a great dragon family, fulfilling the will of the Karon and the family.

But these long-lived dragons now live only the short lifespan of a mortal, and many have already passed away into eternal silence.

“Chris, I can see them again, but some of the dragons among them, I will never see again, because their souls have also vanished,”

Kleinaya watched as the Dragon Emperor slowly turned around, his enormous body shrinking and changing.

The ten horns on the head of this great red dragon began to merge under the profound transformation spell, transforming into the horns on the head of the ancestral golden dragon, Obirash.

Several long whiskers grew out from under the chin of this great red dragon, swaying like golden tentacles.

The scales on the great red dragon's body were also changing their shape and color, turning into golden scales that shone like pure gold, and its huge wings with sharp wing bones also turned into long wings like sails, like Obilash.

The Dragon Emperor's thick neck, broad head, and exceptionally powerful body transformed into the slender form of a golden dragon. Its enormous claws were as if cast from gold, and even the dragon skin beneath its scales shone with a dazzling golden light.

In the blink of an eye, the body, face, and even the pupils of this great red dragon were exactly the same as the ancestral golden dragon Obirash left in the world of Lipunos.

Even Kleinaya, standing before them, couldn't distinguish between their auras.

Even the dragons' accents were exactly like Obirash's.

"What living thing is immortal? In my eyes, all things are destined for ultimate destruction."

Kalon strode toward the already open door, his body covered in golden scales that gleamed like armor as they opened and closed, emitting a metallic clang that shone with a light so bright that even dragons could not look directly at him.

From the body of this ancestral golden dragon, a young man of extraordinary appearance slowly emerged.

His facial features represent sunny handsomeness. He wears the crown of the World Tree, has a slender body, and his black hair is flowing. His majestic appearance is unparalleled.

He held a huge longbow that emanated intense magical energy fluctuations. He slowly sat down cross-legged in front of the silver dragon Chris Tiana, placed the huge longbow across his lap, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Kleinaya recognized it as a powerful legendary artifact left behind by Kalon Gogmora when he annihilated many legendary warriors on the battlefield of space.

The female dragon was relieved and caught up with her ancestor, the golden dragon Kalon Gogmora.

"So, you've figured out a way to kill the demigod dragon?" Kleinaya asked, tilting her head.

"No,"

Kalon turned to look at the female dragon who had just recovered from her injuries. The dragon's face was cold and hard, with the same arrogance as the golden dragon Obirash, but far surpassing Obirash.

"But even gods die, and gods can be killed by demons, let alone a mere demigod dragon,"

"How will I know how to kill a demigod if I don't try?!" Caron said, stepping forward and narrowing his eyes slightly.

But Kleinaya sensed that the arrogant and domineering true dragon emperor seemed to be awakening from his slumber at that very moment.

(End of this chapter)