Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 527 Mad Dragon Nur
Ancient evil gods and dragons fought fiercely in the sky, while beasts fled their nests and humans cried out in panic as they fled their homes.

It was a battle to the death, a fight between the Dragon Emperor and the Evil Dragon that would not end until the very end. No one, no one, could control the intensity of this desperate battle, not even Kalon Gogmora.

The Emerald Dragon Lauro galloped across the land, and wherever he passed, it was as if a thousand mountains were howling and all the seas were mourning.

The world screamed in terror like terrified children, let alone the children raised in that world.

"If these aren't gods, then what can be considered a god?"

As the emerald dragon Lauro ran wildly amidst the tremors of the earth, he suddenly uttered his deepest question.

The legendary mage Mor, sitting atop the emerald dragon Lauro, was currently casting spells to contact the royal mages of the distant Kingdom of Diyu, hoping to persuade the king and royal family of Diyu to evacuate the entire capital city.

The scope of this battle has exceeded even the legendary mage's imagination.

The forbidden magic summoned by an ordinary high-level mage, capable of covering even a small area of ​​the battlefield, is already considered incredibly powerful.

An ordinary holy mage can summon a super magic that can dominate a city, which is considered extremely powerful.

The super-level magic summoned by an ordinary legendary mage, capable of destroying a civilization and a nation, is already considered an earth-shattering force.

But no matter what kind of mage it is, the magical power they summon to cause great destruction requires time to prepare.

Even the mage's notes left by ancient scholars record the existence of legendary destinies who explore deeper knowledge of the universe and starry sky, and investigate the more ancient and profound wisdom in the magic of the source sea, which can determine the rise and fall of an entire plane world.

However, even for ordinary legendary beings at the Heavenly Mandate level, it would take a very long time to cleanse an entire world.

But dragons are different.

The rapid development and immense power of the dragons' bloodline magic are the greatest asset that allows the dragon race to stand proudly in the universe and become top-tier creatures after reaching maturity.

This is vividly demonstrated on the two enormous dragons in the sky.

Regardless of which hellish dragon, whose every move was accompanied by dazzling divine power and whose shadows were intertwined with the abyss of hell.
Whether it's the Dragon Emperor, whose every move resonates with the entire world and echoes with his immense power, he can cause mountains to collapse, land to sink, and rivers and seas to dry up in an instant.

Whether it is their powerful dragon bodies or their divine arcane magic, the moment they are born, they transform the surrounding space into a place where only their own will can exist—a place devoid of magical elements.

The demigod dragon's divine power repels and suppresses, while the Dragon Emperor controls and dominates.

Even the aftershocks of the clash between the two forces were enough to easily destroy the cities built by the mortal beings of Diyu Kingdom. Even the main city, with its crude magical defense system, could not withstand the supreme might of heaven.

Therefore, even the legendary mage Mor could not know where the battle between the two unprecedented dragons and monsters in the sky would take place in the next moment.

Mo'er could only do his best to preserve some sparks of civilization in the Kingdom of Diyu.

"A real god?"

Mohr gave a bitter smile and said in a low voice, "Although a demigod is not a true god, what difference is there between them and a true god in the mortal world?"

"A demigod is a god in the mortal material world, without a doubt!"

A series of loud bangs rang out simultaneously; the earth shook and mountains trembled—no words could describe the sensation. The Emerald Dragon Lauro and Mor turned around at the same time.

Two powerful monsters descended from the sky onto the earth. The hellish evil dragon, the colorful prince, had two sinuous and ferocious heads, and its gigantic body, a thousand meters long, stood upright on the earth like a gray-blue mountain, unmoving since time immemorial.

This mountain-sized evil dragon roared, spewing out a five-colored, swirling, destructive breath from its fangs, which were thicker than an adult, sweeping across everything on the ground.

Wherever it passed, all matter was instantly swept away by the powerful torrent of breath. Mountains turned into powder, splashing out towering dust waves, then melted into liquid, and evaporated into gas in the next second.

Many ferocious species, wild beasts, and extraordinary magical creatures that lived hidden in the wilderness and mountains did not even have time to let out their final cries, as they, along with the entire terrain, were instantly flattened by the power of this hellish evil dragon.

The breath, as thick as a mountain, was only the size of a bucket between the evil dragon's fangs, but the farther it extended, the wider its impact became.

Until the farthest point this terrifying five-colored dragon breath could reach, it was as thick as a mountain.

With the support of a powerful secondary artifact, the colorful prince's terrifying dragon breath could travel for tens or even hundreds of miles.

In particular, in order to hinder the Dragon Emperor's fierce and violent pounce and attack, this hellish evil dragon, which was already close to madness, used its two ferocious heads as the center, violently swinging them in a complete circle, cleaning and plowing through the space within hundreds of miles around its body countless times.

In the blink of an eye, an area spanning hundreds of miles was ravaged and destroyed by this hellish evil dragon. In particular, the entire world not only tried to limit the power of this evil dragon under the reaction of the material world's rules, but also seemed to have little room to spare to restore and heal the space of its native plane.

This caused the number of black cracks, resembling a spider web, to increase and become denser throughout the space.

These black fissures could not tear apart the power of the two dragons, but they absorbed and devoured everything that remained in this world, including the air, land, sand, trees, ruins, and so on, greatly accelerating the destruction of this space.

Dragon Emperor Kalon Gogmora also seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness, and the great red dragon with seven heads, ten crowns, a thousand wings, and a thousand claws became as majestic as a mountain in the blink of an eye.

The gaps between the scales on its back look like the ravines and valleys of a mountain, and the bony spikes on its back look like the mountain peaks standing in the mountains.

The molten lava that surged from the cracked earth flowed back into the gaps in the scales of the enormous red dragon, carrying with it the gurgling smell of sulfur and a scorching heat.

It's like a series of volcanoes brewing an opportunity to erupt, ready to spew out flames and smoke that will shock the world.

The massive horns behind the seven heads pierced the sky like giant pillars. Accompanied by the Dragon Emperor's deep roar, the dragons of the entire world echoed with their howls, as if they were fighting against heaven and earth to the death.

As soon as the Dragon Emperor pounced, the spiderweb-like black cracks in the space suddenly expanded, breaking apart inch by inch, revealing numerous dark openings.

That means that the carrying capacity of this intermediate material plane has reached its final limit, and it is only one step away from complete collapse.

"Perhaps all our efforts will be in vain,"

The mage Mor sighed deeply, "The entire world could be destroyed by these two monsters, and the plane could be forever plunged into the void. How could the Kingdom of Diyu possibly escape such an end?"

But the two dragons, locked in fierce battle, cared nothing for the mortals in this world. The hellish dragon Nur was completely indifferent, and Karon never regarded humans outside the Golden Empire as objects of pity.

At this moment, Kalon's face revealed an unprecedented ferocity and darkness, the power of the first generation of dragons growing with the passage of time.

Even though Charon is only a newly born first-generation dragon species, this unique creature in the mortal world has always possessed unimaginable vitality.

Even under the mad power of the hellish dragon Nur, Karon hasn't even had a chance to fully recover from his injuries, but that's only because Karon is unwilling to leave this battlefield.

Boom!

Kalon's massive body was once again repelled in the collision with the hellish dragon. The unparalleled, five-colored, swirling breath, under the effect of the Sky-Splitting Artifact, shot out in all directions from the hellish abyss surrounding the colorful prince, weaving into a dense spider web.

Although the Colorful Prince only had two heads spewing dragon breath at the same time, under the effect of the Sky-Splitting Artifact, it was as if he was spewing out countless evil dragon breaths in an instant.

Even with his unparalleled speed, Kalon couldn't avoid being attacked by the hellish dragon's breath and claws in every clash, his body being sent flying backward by the mountain-thick, five-colored breath, which carved out a huge trench.

Charon spread his thousand wings and retreated dozens of miles across the land before stopping, letting out a heavy panting. His broken scales and flesh were restored by the immense life force, and the blood of the first-generation dragon race roared like a sea within his body. Countless drops of dragon blood that had flowed from his broken body flowed back into his body. This was the power of Charon Goggmora's brief arcane reversion to his original state, which was also generating energy at the same time. It was similar to the power of many high-ranking legends that anchored themselves to their peak state.

"Souls that have excessively high expectations of themselves often have poor adaptability."

Kalon raised his head and gasped for breath, staring directly at the increasingly frenzied hellish dragon Nur, uttering a chilling dragon's language.

"In the torrent of worldly affairs, those who accomplish great things either achieve great victory or great defeat."

“Unfortunately, resilience is crucial for success,”

“I’m going to kill you, you bastard, Karon Gogmora,” the Color Prince’s crimson eyes were now completely consumed by the deepest malice of the dark source of desire.

This caused the evil dragon to forget its purpose, no longer care about its own power and exert all its strength, and no longer worry about the consumption of its power.

"Killing you, destroying you, destroying everything—that is the proof of my power!"

The colorful prince roared, shaking thousands of mountains as he raced across the land, spewing out five-colored breaths as powerful as mountains.

The clamor of all living beings and the roars of billions of dragons churning in its mind brought the evil dragon unbearable mental torment every moment, and the endless, needle-like pain was also unbearable for the evil dragon's soul.

This terrifying power becomes more intense and profound with each strike from the Dragon Emperor.

This caused Prince Nur's soul to begin to struggle and split, as the dragon's deepest bloodlust began to take over his entire consciousness.

“What I mean is, I won’t teach you, because I will inflict the pain of failure and death upon you.”

"But I will not fall here!"

Kalon moved his body, his huge joints cracking and vibrating as they reconnected. Along with the flowing dragon blood, the hellfire and crimson lightning power from the evil dragon of hell were also expelled from Kalon's body.

Even though the flames and blood flowing between the dragon emperor's scales were now indistinguishable, it could not stop the great red dragon's fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath, and all the air and elemental magic surged toward the red dragon's body, while the molten lava and flames beneath the earth flowed backward toward him.

As the red dragon flapped its thousand wings simultaneously, the world lifted its body up, sweeping towards the ferocious, charging colorful prince, Nur.

The ground rumbled and the air roared with explosive force. In the peak state of the mutual transformation of energy, matter and spirit, even the huge five-colored dragon breath spewed by the evil dragon Nur seemed to have only impact force but no destructive force to Kalon.

The terrifying, five-colored dragon breath was dodged with Kalon's unparalleled speed, and then the energy flow at the edge was torn apart like paper by Kalon's thousand outstretched claws.

The Goggmora dragons, soaring through the sky, could only see the land enveloped by a sea of ​​crimson lava, countless lightning bolts, and powerful hellfire and divine radiance.

There were only countless roars of dragons, endless flashes of lightning and thunder, and ceaseless torrents of magic and the might of dragons.

Even the ancestral red dragon Krenaya could not see the details happening in the center of the battlefield at this moment, because the immense power had isolated everything from the outside world, including space and vision.

The intensity of this battle far exceeded the imagination of mortal beings, yet the outcome was decided in an extremely short time.

As the sun slowly rose from the horizon the next morning, the ravaged earth finally stopped trembling, revealing a scene resembling the end of the world.

Among the Gorgmora dragon herd, giant dragons roamed the sky, heads bowed in awe.

In the distance, the emerald dragon Lauro and the legendary mage Mor stood atop the city wall, gazing into the distance.

The king of Diyu Kingdom and the royal mages held their breath, carefully projecting their images onto the scene of impending destruction.

The seven-headed, ten-crowned red dragon's thousand claws were torn apart, its thousand wings were shattered, its scales were broken, and its dragon blood flowed from its body like a waterfall.

But the great red dragon with seven heads and ten crowns still panted and held its head high, staring at the enemy before it.

The thousand-meter-long hellish dragon Nur's body froze briefly, like a sculpture.

The next moment, the hellish dragon suddenly raised its head and let out a ferocious and mournful roar.

At this moment, Prince Nur's independent consciousness finally collapsed completely. Countless huge roars echoed in his mind, and everything he saw was turning upside down.

"I am going to kill you!"

"No, I want to escape from hell!"

"What am I supposed to do?"

"who am I?"

The next moment, the colorful prince's two pairs of scarlet vertical pupils slowly turned, meeting the gaze of the proudly standing dragon emperor.

The hellish dragon suddenly let out an incredibly terrifying scream, crashing through the space of this world and plunging into the starry sky.

"Don't hit me, don't kill me..."

"who I am,"

“I am Nur,”

Who is Nur?

The mournful roar of the dragon echoed throughout the world, but was drowned out by an even more terrifying roar.

Kalon breathed slowly, his scales and flesh still healing, before he flapped his wings again and charged toward the hole that had been smashed by the demigod dragon Nur.

"This is far from over, you scum!"

"This isn't the effect I wanted!"

Rumble,
The green dragon Antajena and several other dragons crashed into this world from the sky. The last thing they saw was two majestic dragons crashing through the world one after the other and falling into the deep sky.

"How can this be,"

Phyllis Tiamat lowered her head, her brow furrowing around the eerie scales.

Because the female dragon saw that the evil dragon, the Colorful Prince, had become a mad beast, and that the Dragon Emperor, Kalon Gogmora, had become a hunter.

But Phyllis Tiamat had no idea how Caron Gogmora had managed to do it.

Even she herself was able to easily deal with this powerful evil dragon only because she possessed the methods left behind by the dragon god Tiamat!
(End of this chapter)