Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 520 Blood for blood
As the dim sun sank into the starry sky behind the nearby material plane, the colorful prince Nur launched a charge against the last rays of the setting sun.

The battles between dragons were devoid of any fancy tricks. The evil dragon, Prince Nur, especially favored the absolute annihilation of any opponent who dared to challenge him.

In Hell, the immortal dragon god Tiamat commands countless dragons, but few evil dragons dare to challenge the majesty of this demigod dragon as these mortal dragons do.

Even those exceptionally powerful Primordial Dragon Overlords who command the five-colored Primordial Dragon Legion for the Immortal Dragon God would not easily show arrogance in front of the Colorful Prince.

From the moment Tiamat created this demigod dragon, it was destined to be a powerful and fearless war machine.

Under Tiamat's leadership, this demigod dragon was the first to attack the Argent Dragon God, the overlord of the Argent Dragon Clan, during the siege of the Argent Dragon Clan, demonstrating the fighting spirit of this demigod dragon.

Although the Colorful Prince seemed to have no chance against Phyllis Tiamat, it was only because Phyllis Tiamat, this evil dragon queen, possessed the essence of an immortal dragon god and the creator's bloodline key left behind by Tiamat.

For beings at this level, superficial strength is completely incomparable to true strength.

This is also why the colorful prince Nur never truly submitted to Phyllis Tiamat, because this demigod dragon did not consider himself weaker than the female dragon.

Even without invoking the power of demigod magic, the starry sky was still shaken by the enormous body of the colorful prince at that moment.

Such a short distance, barely enough for this demigod dragon to leap across in the starry sky, yet a sudden hurricane howled and swept in, possessing such unparalleled power from the very beginning, something rarely seen in the mortal world.

"Weak mortal dragon, today I will show you the true power of a demigod dragon,"

Before the roar from between the fangs of the colorful prince had even completely subsided, the evil dragon's overwhelming and powerful attack had already reached Karon Gogmora.

Countless images flowed within Kalon's dark golden vertical pupils, each image representing the instinctive combat techniques and habits of this demigod dragon during their brief encounter.

At the same moment, his massive body lunged forward, and the humming sound of a thousand pairs of steel wings, like a whole world of Zerg warriors taking off at the same time, resounded, accompanied by phantoms that even dragons could not see clearly.

Countless pairs of thick forelimbs swept across with claws, their momentum like a howling starry sky clashing with the demigod dragon's earth-shattering claw strike.

In that instant, sparks flew out in an oval shape at the center of the collision, accompanied by the continuous sound of steel clashing against iron.

Even the world's top paladins, empowered by magic and capable of unleashing countless strikes in a single second, could not fathom the ferocity and allure of the Dragon Emperor's attack at this moment.

With a low growl, Kalon's massive body swerved to the side, its countless claws clashing against the demigod dragon's giant claws at an unprecedented speed.

Countless sharp claws, carrying a force that even dragons could not resist, slammed into the colorful prince's shoulder joints and the scales on his chest and abdomen.

The collision in an instant caused the dozens of front claws that Charon had grown to have their scales shattered and bones broken by the immense force of the demigod dragon.

The strength of the newly grown body, even with the advanced Complete Transformation Technique, is still incomparable to the strength of Charon's original true form. It is completely unable to resist the overwhelming violence of the Colorful Prince and the demigod power attached to the claws of this demigod dragon.

But after this attack, Kalon's massive body suddenly veered sideways and flew past, like a sea petrel turning its body along the path of the wind.

Before the colorful prince Nur could react, he sensed danger approaching. He instinctively shifted his body, and in the next instant, he felt a thousand bright, cold lights slice across his body, cutting the air in the starry sky into dense cone-shaped impact rings.

When the deafening sonic boom echoed through the starry sky, it was as if a thousand starships were simultaneously charging into the heavens at full speed.

Those were Caron Gogmora's thousand pairs of wing blades, dense and long, with dazzling lightning crackling on the blades and flames that could melt anything swirling around them.

There are wing blades that look like they've been frozen for millennia, and there are also slashing blades that gleam with a cold, steely gray color. With a thousand wings, there are a thousand different spells unleashing their power simultaneously.

Although spreading power across such a dense offensive would weaken the effectiveness of magic, these thousand spells were not intended to be lethal, but rather to enhance Karon's wing blades.

If these thousand attacks were to land on any matter in the mortal world, they would be enough to destroy and shred it. Even an entire mountain would be cut into countless pieces by the red dragon's wing blades.

However, the protection of the demigod's power remained impenetrable. Countless dense wing-blade lights slashed continuously along a nearly straight line, passing over the colorful prince's side abdomen and making a clanging sound, but they could not break through the demigod evil dragon's defense.

But the colorful prince's face suddenly changed color, and his huge dragon tail lashed out to the side, using the power to shatter mountains to force back the continuous, fierce wing blades.

boom,
Charon's body and the demigod dragon's body crossed paths in the starry sky. The speed, agility, physical strength, and overall quality of the two dragons were unprecedented, and their aura was equally astonishing.

But the red dragon, with its seven heads winding through the void, turned its head back, its thousand claws standing upright in mid-air.

The immense inertia generated by such rapid speed seemed to have no effect on him, halting his impact in a fraction of a second in a manner that defied inertia.

The thousand pairs of wings that transformed into wing blades flipped and flapped, each flapping in a different direction, yet in an instant they united the direction of all forces, causing Kalon Gogmora's heavy, mountain-like body to instantly return to its original position in mid-air.

This physiological structure, born from advanced full transformation magic, gives Charon Goggmora, the unparalleled red dragon, greater agility and reflexes in melee combat than ever before.

Whether it's overwhelming others with force or defeating enemies with skill, in Caron's eyes, any method that leads to victory is absolutely practical.

"Is this the power of a demigod? Nothing special."

"How many times can your demigod power withstand my attacks? Your power is not inexhaustible, but my bloodlust grows ever stronger!"

The hellfire and crimson lightning from the demigod dragon were tightly grasped by Kalon's claws, then burst forth with lightning and vanished without a trace.

Then Kalon turned and pounced, his deep dragon voice echoing through the starry sky after a series of afterimages. It was accompanied by the overwhelming majesty of the first generation of dragons and a torrent of magic power, making his power unparalleled for a moment.

The terrifying aura of the first dragon blood spread throughout the starry sky as Kalon Goggmora's bloodlust rose, and the fiery dragon blood aura surged towards the colorful prince like a tidal wave. "Damn bastard,"

The colorful prince's enormous body finally turned around, his two hideous heads displaying an expression of unbearable rage.

The fact that a legendary artifact used by this demigod dragon to protect its soul and consciousness was now showing fine cracks caused him great distress.

Even though this demigod dragon had slaughtered demons and killed countless prey over the long years, amassed countless magical treasures, legendary artifacts for mental protection were extremely rare in his collection, making them priceless.

But now it has been nearly destroyed by Caron Gogomora in a brief exchange.

That was the power of spirit and primal desire that other great dragons in the Gorgmora dragonflight had once manipulated, but the power in the hands of those ancestral dragons was utterly insignificant compared to this great red dragon.

Even with the protection of the legendary artifact, the colorful prince still felt a faint pain in his forehead and the back of his head, as if his brain was throbbing.

Moreover, for a particularly arrogant demigod dragon, although he seemed to have the upper hand in the brief exchange just now, he had already realized that his divine power defense was definitely not an impenetrable fortress when the great red dragon attacked at a high frequency.

In particular, the great red dragon was also proficient in close combat skills. Although it was not as good as him, the dragon had mysterious and unpredictable magic to make up for his shortcomings.

Even with the vast array of dragon magic the Colorful Prince possessed, he could not have committed such monstrous acts as Karon Gogmora.

Moreover, knowing full well that he could not defeat him in pure strength, the opponent never dared to confront him head-on, but instead engaged in close combat, which was why the Colorful Prince hated his enemy the most.

Even as the perfect creation of the immortal dragon god, few beings could fight him in such a way.

Faced with this incredibly swift attack, the colorful prince roared furiously, and the bloodline domain of the demigod dragon transformed into a hellish abyss that suddenly descended upon the starry sky.

A thousand-foot-long bolt of crimson lightning and countless tornadoes of hellfire connected the top and bottom of the abyss, pouring down on Kalon Gogmora as if connecting heaven and earth.

Even though the Colorful Prince believed that this great red dragon was far inferior to himself, the oppressive feeling brought by the opponent during the battle still made Nur, the evil dragon, unleash its full power under normal conditions after the first attack.

Kalon strode confidently into the terrifying domain of the demigod dragon, making no attempt to evade it.

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon Emperor's supreme domain of power silently expanded, and a domain world that seemed to exist in the real world was born in the starry sky, colliding with the Hell Abyss of the demigod evil dragon.

The towering, blood-red lightning and the hellfire that stretched from the sky to the ground, as soon as they entered the Dragon Emperor's domain, seemed to be slowed down countless times. They lost the unstoppable speed of the lightning, and the terrifying destructive power of the hellfire could not be unleashed. They were almost frozen in the Dragon Emperor's domain.

The two domains collided, and countless fine cracks appeared like a spider web around the edges of the two powerful domains, spreading rapidly.

However, due to the barrier of the domain, Kalon Gogmora's incredibly swift attack was caught head-on by the demigod dragon.

The collision of the two colossal dragons tore apart their respective domains, creating countless afterimages that intertwined at that moment.

Visible shockwaves spread outwards like ripples across the starry sky, one after another. These terrifying shockwaves caused the hundreds of dragons watching from afar to flap their wings and rise into the air again, unwilling to forcibly resist the terrifying aftershocks.

Several dazzling dragon breaths suddenly lit up at the center of the shockwave, like condensed rays of sunlight appearing in the starry sky, causing countless Imperial Legion warriors who were looking down into the depths of the starry sky to involuntarily close their eyes.

After a series of high-pitched roars and dazzling explosions, the two incredibly powerful behemoths finally separated, their immense strength blasting them back several miles into space.

Kalon’s thousand pairs of wing blades flapped backward in unison. His enormous body, which had expanded to eighty meters in length, began to lose momentum as it retreated through the starry sky. However, it still inevitably crashed into the meteorite fragmentation zone, smashing these hundreds of meters long and wide meteorite fragments straight into a cloud of dust before finally coming to a stop.

Although the colorful prince's body was larger than Karon's, it was not as heavy. It was actually thrown a greater distance by the powerful collision of the final blows between the two, and tumbled several times before coming to a stop.

"As expected of the first generation of dragons, it possesses unimaginable inherent potential, and it was able to contend with my power even in its youth."

The colorful prince stood atop the starry sky, his face revealing an undeniable cruelty, madness, and jealousy.

Although the power of this demigod dragon far surpasses that of Kalon Gogmora, in terms of the pure physical strength of the dragon's true form, he was unable to gain an absolute advantage over it, only having a slight edge.

Although the opponent's strength was not yet enough to clash head-on with him, the Colorful Prince could sense that with each moment the battle dragged on, the great red dragon's power was increasing at an incredible speed.

This upward curve, like the ever-growing and terrifying power and will of the red dragon, seems to have no end in sight.

"But if you want to exchange blood for injury, just how much dragon blood do you have left to shed?"

The colorful prince stared at the ripped wound on Caron's chest with his four vertical pupils, revealing a cruel and incomprehensible expression.

Even though he had wounded the great red dragon, he still felt that the dragon's body was like an impenetrable dome, and he could only hurt its skin but could not reach its core.

Caron simply moved his claws slowly, suppressing the pain in his body with his cold, hard will, ignoring the laceration on his chest.

With the Dragon Treasure Bell above his head drawing upon the power of the stars, as long as his power conversion keeps up, he will never have to worry about such injuries.

"Trade blood for injury?"

Caron's dark golden vertical pupils stared at the faint claw marks on the large scales on the colorful prince's chest and abdomen, and he coldly laughed, "Next time, it will be blood for blood!"

(End of this chapter)