Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 521 The Dragon Arrives

The goddess Suren's precious moon turned from the far side of deep space onto the material plane, dyeing the starry sky like ripples on water.

The shadows beneath countless material planes exist independently of each other, yet they merge into one in the deeper abyss.

And in the deeper abyss lies the battlefield between the Dragon Emperor and the Hell Dragon, a place no one dares to approach.

Two colossal dragons fought from above the starry sky down to below it, and then from below it into the material plane cluster.

Before two colossal dragons whose power is beyond the comprehension of mortals, even the smaller material planes that stand in their way on the battlefield are inevitably sacrificed to the dragons' might and ravaged and destroyed by their power.

The world from which the legendary mage Mor was born was not a large material plane, but it was still comparable to one-fifth the size of the world of Ekania, enough to support a being of legendary rank.

However, the material world from which Mor was born had declined in its heritage, and the civilizations had been in constant conflict, resulting in a lack of continuity in knowledge, which was scattered over the years, thus preventing the development of a good environment for magical knowledge.

Even the legendary mage Mor was able to ascend to the legendary rank and reach the pinnacle of the mortal realm before his lifespan ended, thanks to his exceptional talent and luck, which led him to unexpectedly obtain a spellbook left behind by an ancient mage.

Nevertheless, the legendary mage Mor still dared not step out of his material plane to seek the many mysteries and knowledge about the starry sky and the astral planes as described in the ancient mage's notes.

At this moment, Mor was browsing through the notes of an ancient mage in his mage tower, which was extremely spacious and luxurious, having been built at the cost of half of the country's surplus treasury.

The gentle oil lamp flickered and crackled occasionally, but the quiet atmosphere, enhanced by the magic of the lamp, brought a sense of calm and tranquility.

The carpets laid on this indoor floor were specially supplied by the royal family of Diyu Kingdom. The carpets, covered with various floral, bird and insect patterns, were made of silk, and the floral, bird and insect patterns were woven with gold and silver threads.

Every single item that was trampled underfoot by the legendary mage Mor was a rare treasure in the Kingdom of Diyu.

The wick of the oil lamp placed on the side of the table was made from fish oil extracted by tens of thousands of militiamen and warriors sent by the Diyu Kingdom to capture merfolk in the East Sea.

Even the heir to the royal family of Diyu Kingdom needs the approval of the mage Mor in order for his position to be secure.

In this world and this country, Mor is undoubtedly the supreme mage, able to enjoy all the riches and honors; there is nothing he cannot do, only things he cannot imagine.

Because Mor helped the first king of Diyu ascend the throne, and personally fought alongside the first king of Diyu for more than ten years, ultimately enabling Diyu to completely bring the central continent under its rule and become the first overlord in this world to unify the entire continent.

Moore couldn’t think of any reason to step out of his own world and head to the dangerous place in the stars.

But Mohr's companions always encouraged him to step out of the world and go to the stars.

"What's the point of you always flipping through the notes of those ancient scholars and mages, Mor? You're not going to go out into the stars and follow in their footsteps,"

A fully grown dragon lay sprawled behind the mage Mor, its belly exposed, its four claws outstretched in a U-shape. But the dragon's neck was long enough to meander and twist to its side, its two vertical pupils blinking as it stared at the serious-looking mage.

"Have you grown old at heart? Have you become afraid of death because you've enjoyed too much wealth, power, and fame, and have lost all the drive and ambition you had when you were young?"

"When you first met me, you were a young and ambitious mage. Now, I can no longer see that version of you."

The emerald dragon Lauro, its bright green eyes filled with disdainful skepticism, whispered dramatically in the mage Mor's ear, "Look, look!"

"My dragon heritage tells me that, apart from the Emerald Dragons, all other dragons are pleasure-seeking creatures. They crave wealth and fame, even the once-legendary noble golden dragons,"

"But now you are no different from any other dragon, Mor, you are the last evil dragon in this world!"

The mage, Mor, shook his head helplessly, closed his notebook, and turned his gaze to his companion.

The Emerald Dragon Lauro is the last dragon in this world.

All the dragons in this world have long since become legends; only ancient ruins remain to prove the existence of dragons in the past.

The Emerald Dragon Lauro was also a dragon hatched from a dragon egg and raised by the mage Mor. Mor brought it back from the sealed lair left by the original dragon. They had been together for countless years, and their relationship had long transcended race and friendship.

Therefore, Moore was already used to Laulow's sarcasm and sarcastic remarks.

"Lauro, it's not that I don't want to help you find the other dragons, to help you find your own kind and companions,"

Looking at the giant dragon covered in emerald scales before him, Mor didn't feel embarrassed at all and said bluntly, "Although your and my power are considered top-tier in our world, we are still far inferior to the descriptions of the truly powerful beings in these ancient mage's notes."

"Right now, it takes us a long time to even set foot in every corner of the world. How can we possibly venture out and wander among the stars? Perhaps the giant beasts we might encounter there could turn us into food and excrement."

Mohr tapped the table and said solemnly, "Besides, you are eager to find traces of other dragons, but other dragons may not necessarily regard you as one of their own kind."

“You were born with inherent deficiencies, and the dragon inheritance you possess is incomplete. You only know that you are an emerald dragon, but I know that there are many races among you dragons,”

"If we encounter a five-colored dragon, those rotten five-colored evil dragons might only see you, the emerald dragon, as food and prey, rather than as a member of their own dragon kin."

The emerald dragon Lauro's eyes darted around, and he said with an arrogant expression, "You still say you're not afraid of death? You have no adventurous spirit at all, you're not even as good as a dragon."

Moore shook his head helplessly. No matter what his reasoning was, the dragon in front of him would always twist it into his own unreasonable argument, and he had gotten used to it over the years.

“I know your longing for your kind; perhaps you are a mature dragon seeking to form a family.”

Moore stroked his chin and suddenly said, "I've read in the notes of those ancient scholars that dragons are creatures with the broadest aesthetic sense; they never reject other races."

"Lauro, you're so obsessed with finding a beautiful female dragon girl, I seriously doubt whether you're a purebred dragon!"

Suddenly, the Emerald Dragon Lauro became angry. This beautiful male dragon, whose appearance resembled an emerald gem, slapped its huge claws hard and threatened the mage in front of it, saying, "You dare to question the bloodline of my great and noble dragon? Do you believe I'll tear down your mage tower?"

"A true male dragon should seek out a powerful female dragon, not mate with weak humans,"

The Emerald Dragon Lauro said viciously, "Or Mor, you can go and find me some Titan, a Celestial Messenger, or at the very least, summon a powerful Hellish Succubus and an Abyssal Lust Demon."

"Otherwise, I'll not only demolish your mage tower, I'll demolish the entire Kingdom of Diyu!"

Mohr knew that this destructive dragon only liked to make verbal threats; at most, it would just tear down his bedroom. He couldn't be bothered with the rogue dragon and was about to notify the tower spirit to send Lauro out of the room to avoid getting into another endless argument with it.

But before Mor could even communicate with the tower spirit, the tower spirit's sharp warning voice, sounding like a terrified human, rang out throughout the entire mage tower.

And the powerful shockwave that seemed to affect the entire world, causing the entire world to shake simultaneously in an instant, also descended upon the mage tower.

The adult jade dragon, Lauro, seemed startled, tumbling to its feet with a startled expression. It turned its head to look up at the sky, as if sensing something.

"Warning! Warning!"

"Master Mor, the world is being impacted by an unprecedented force. The energy level I detected has jumped from the legendary rank to an unimaginable level in an instant!"

“Master Mor, the world may be about to be destroyed. I suggest you flee immediately…”

"Because the energy level fluctuations of this power have far exceeded your ability to cope, it is considered a 'world-ending' level energy in the detection and early warning systems of the ancient scholars!"

The tower spirit's urgent warning echoed throughout every space within the mage tower.

Rumble!
Even inside the mage tower, the mage Mor and the adult emerald dragon Lauro could still feel that vast and mighty power surging towards them from the high heavens above the world.

Even though the entire mage tower was usually isolated from outside sounds by the tower spirit, the most solid nine-story mage tower, which stood in the center of the capital of Diyu Kingdom and was a powerful fortress that tens of thousands of people could not shake, began to sway slightly at this moment, as if an earthquake had struck.

The legendary mage Mor's face instantly lost all color, turning deathly pale.

As the most powerful and renowned mage in the world, he should have immediately stepped out of his mage tower to investigate the situation and devise a solution.

But Moore did indeed feel fear.

He then looked at the emerald dragon Lauro, whose long tail was also raised, and found that in addition to fear, the dragon's face also showed unprecedented excitement.

So much so that every muscle in the dragon's body trembled, and even its emerald scales began to stand up one by one.

"Lauro,"

The sorcerer Mor asked, "Have you discovered something?"

Although adult Emerald Dragons cannot compare to legendary mages, their racial talents are exceptional, possessing powerful intuition and telepathic abilities, making them Mor's most powerful assistants and comrades.

The emerald dragon Lauro turned to look at Mor, his green vertical pupils lighting up like two giant lamps.

This represented an unprecedented level of excitement for the dragon, a scene that Moore had never witnessed in his entire life.

The emerald dragon trembled as it spoke in a deep, resonant voice: "Moor, that's a dragon! A dragon has come to this world!"

"An unprecedentedly powerful dragon has descended upon this world!"

The mage Mor took a deep breath. He knew what Lauro expected, and he also knew what kind of responsibility he bore.

If it weren't for the tireless resource support from the Kingdom of Diyu, Mor wouldn't have become a legendary mage.

Those who revere him, those who respect him, including this country and this world, all need him, this unique and legendary mage, to step forward at this moment.

"Let's go, Laurel, let's go see just how powerful a dragon has descended upon our world at this moment,"

The mage Mor opened his arms and summoned magic.

A luxurious robe radiating intense magical light and a long staff inlaid with fist-sized diamonds floated down from the upper level of the mage tower and landed in front of Mor.

The emerald dragon Lauro crouched down slightly, spreading its wings to extend like steps in front of the mage Mor.

When Mor donned his robes, grasped his old staff, and climbed onto the emerald dragon's back, the young Mor had returned once more.

"Let's go, Laurel, let's stand shoulder to shoulder once again to face our future!"

"Roar!" The Emerald Dragon let out a deep roar, echoing its companion's words.

The dragon rose into the sky, and the Emerald Dragon Lauro flapped its wings and emerged from the spatial portal opened by the Tower Spirit, heading straight for the heavens.

But the mage and the dragon had only risen a few hundred meters when they witnessed an unprecedented spectacle unfolding before their eyes.

Amidst the vast fluctuations, the dome of the entire world was ripped open by boundless power, revealing the deep starry sky above the plane, where countless gales howled.

But that no longer attracted the attention of the dragon and the mage; their eyes were only fixed on the scene that resembled the setting sun.

A crimson flame, slanting down across the entire world, stretched for tens of thousands of miles high in the sky, as thick as a mountain, as if it had plowed the entire material world from the outer universe.

It was as if the Milky Way in the sky had been ignited by raging fire, pouring into the entire world from beyond the heavens.

The sky shook violently, like a deafening thunderclap.

It was as if the sun had fallen and ripped through the sky, shaking the entire universe and illuminating almost the entire night world, even bathing the faces of the Emerald Dragon Lauro and the mage Mor in light.

"Is that the legendary, powerful dragon?"

Both Moore and Lauro, one human and one dragon, looked up, their throats involuntarily moving.

Amidst the flames stretching for tens of thousands of miles, two colossal shadows could be vaguely seen entangled and locked in combat. Each flap of their wings stirred up and collapsed the dark clouds in the night sky.

This terrifying fluctuation was like the seas rolling up towering waves in the sky, pouring water in all directions, bringing with them a sonic boom and a deafening roar comparable to the divine power.

(End of this chapter)