Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 529 The Emperor's Pass
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Argogon, a robust red dragon, hovered over Vol'jin, flapping its wings and maintaining a safe altitude, giving itself enough time to react and dodge the dragon-hunting crossbows that had already targeted it.

Then the cunning and brutal middle-aged red dragon leisurely released its claws and threw the lifeless, limp body of the young red dragon beneath it directly into the center of the city.

Although Vol'jin City is known for its rich gold and silver mines, the city's financial resources are far from sufficient to establish a complete magical defense system; it only has some essential magical countermeasures.

However, these magical counterattacks will not be authorized until the mature red dragon Argorgon has definitively attacked the city.

The young red dragon's corpse crashed onto the central street with a dull thud, but it did not damage any buildings; it only created a huge crater in the newly repaired street.

"Oh, you greedy, damned human insects,"

Argogon, a mature red dragon, spoke in a dragon's voice, a voice so powerful that it required no magic to make his shameless words heard throughout the entire city.

“Look at this, yet another young red dragon has died because of the greed of you humans,”

Argogun looked down and declared, "If you hadn't coveted the dragon's treasure, how could the dragon have died?"

"You greedy reptiles, return to me the wealth you plundered from the lair of my young kin! Only then can the great Argogun barely restrain its rage!"

"Otherwise, you human reptiles should just wait for the great Argogun to unleash its destructive wrath!"

The words spoken by this shameless red dragon made even the mage Dor, who was temporarily in charge of the city lord, laugh in exasperation.

The mage raised his head and couldn't help but say sarcastically, "Every time I see you, I gain a new understanding of the word 'shameless,' Highlord of Argogun!"

"Besides, if humans are reptiles on the ground, then aren't you winged lizards reptiles in the sky? Judging from your appearance, you can't be called a real dragon at all."

"Huh? Something's wrong!"

The mature red dragon stretched its wings in the sky, slowly floated in the air, and uttered its own questioning sounds.

"In the past, you would obediently send the treasures from the dragon's nest to the wilderness to await my receipt, but now you dare to mock the great Argogun!"

Argogun spewed two bursts of sparks from its nostrils, and the thorns on its back stood up, before it let out an angry roar.

"Did you get the support of some guy and think you can defy the great Argogun?"

"You are all incredibly stupid. In this world, neither the golden dragons nor the silver dragons hiding in the high mountains and misty peaks dare to attack the great Argogun, because those hypocritical fellows are no match for the great Argogun!"

"Even Cyril, the legendary mage among you humans, would not dare to defy the great Argorgon!"

The angry roar of the mature red dragon was like a signal, causing several small black dots to fly into the sky over the distant wilderness.

The mage Dol knew that these were the colorful dragons who worshipped the pure evil form of Argogun, the mature red dragon.

Those young dragons who worshipped Argogun were like suffering from Stockholm syndrome. After being coerced and controlled for a long time, they developed a kind of abnormal emotional dependence, worship and even loyalty to the red dragon Argogun.

Moreover, Argogun, the red dragon, didn't care about the lives of these young dragons at all. In the battle with the legendary mage Cyril, this middle-aged red dragon drove his dragons to charge Cyril at the cost of their lives, while he himself roamed around, waiting for an opportunity to find Cyril's weakness and strike him dead.

It was precisely because of this evil dragon's behavior that even the legendary mage Cyril was helpless against it.

This mature red dragon not only possessed brutal power and temperament, but also imprisoned and bound several female dragons in its dragon nest, using magic to transform the wombs of these female dragons into alchemical reproductive machines.

Every few years, many new dragons are born into the world.

Although this forbidden modification caused many newly born evil dragons to be underdeveloped from birth, many not only had low potential, but their potential was almost the same as that of ordinary white dragons.

Even newborns with incomplete bodies are not uncommon, but it is precisely because of this taboo modification that this mature red dragon can have such brutal behavior and still have a constant stream of loyalists and new forces.

Many of the young, malevolent dragons who pledged allegiance to and worshipped this mature red dragon did so because they could unleash their beast-like desires on the imprisoned and modified female dragons without restraint.

The sorcerer Dor knew how troublesome this strong, red dragon was, but he didn't want to give any more benefits to the evil dragon, because every bit of wealth given would have to be passed on to all the residents of the city.

Many gold prospectors even worked themselves to death in the mines and on the riverbanks in order to pay enough 'taxes' for their families.

Moreover, the legendary mage Cyril has returned from the stars and is preparing for a major event at the Mage's Guild that will determine the future of civilizations in this world.

Cyril has decided to leverage all his influence to engage in deeper cooperation and exchange with the other country.

Even if this mature red dragon is enraged, Dor can summon a legendary mage to temporarily repel the dragon and save the city.

So the mage Dor shook his head and said with his head held high, "From now on, the 'taxes' of Vol'jin City will be paid to the Goggmora Dragonflight. The Goggmora Dragonflight is not as greedy as you are. They only need a small portion of the taxes to agree to train a giant dragon to guard our city."

"damn it,"

The mature red dragon let out a furious roar, and instantly, raging flames began to overflow from Argogon's scales, the powerful heat distorting the air in the sky.

"Where did these bastards of the Gogmora come from? What kind of wild dragons sprang up from some remote corner of the world, daring to steal business from the great Argogun?"

"In this world, are there any dragons that dare to oppose the great Argogun? The Gorgorra dragons, are they? I will kill them all, the males as slaves, and the females as sex machines."

The angry roar of this robust red dragon seemed to have disturbed some earth-shattering entity in the darkness.

The next moment, a terrifying dragon roar echoed throughout the sky, layer upon layer, seemingly mixed with countless dragon voices, men, women, young and old, young and old, each voice strangely different.

"The Gogmora Dragon Swarm, why do I hear that hateful name everywhere!"

A sense of trembling, accompanied by this eerie sound, rose in everyone's hearts. Dol and the middle-aged red dragon Argogun, the two most perceptive beings, looked up at the same time.

A huge, pitch-black portal suddenly appeared in the sky, and a huge black shadow emerged from it.

This enormous black shadow was also a dragon, but its aura was far stronger than that of the mature red dragon Argogun. As soon as it appeared, the entire sky suddenly darkened.

Its enormous wingspan was enough to cast a shadow that obscured the entire city of Woking, and its massive claws looked as if they could lift a majestic mountain.

This terrifying aura was immeasurable for a moment, far exceeding the strength of the red dragon Argogon by hundreds or even billions of times, and for a moment it made the hundreds of thousands of people and several evil dragons present unable to breathe!
A deafening roar and a howling blast of wind filled the air. Countless people looked up at a ninety-degree angle and saw the enormous two-headed, bluish-gray dragon in the sky simply flapping its massive wings.

Like an eagle swooping down from the heavens, it instantly slammed the mature red dragon Argorgon down from the clouds. With a deafening crash, the dragon slammed into the wilderness outside Vol'jin, its greyish-blue body standing like a mountain range, head held high, gazing down.

"What is this?"

It wasn't just the bald warrior whose voice was trembling; countless soldiers were trembling, and even the high-ranking mage Dor couldn't control his muscles. His teeth chattered and his trembling voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

Everyone knew it was a dragon, but they still couldn't help asking that question.

"What is this?"

Because these mortals had never seen such a giant-like monster, nor had they ever heard of its existence, nor had they ever imagined that such a monster could exist in the world.

Dragons and giants are already the largest creatures in this world, but even the young red dragon Argorgon was helpless and had no chance to struggle against the claws of that giant dragon.

Even standing on the city wall, the mage Dor and his companions, as well as the soldiers, still had to crane their necks slightly to see the back of the enormous dragon lying on the desolate land.

Even when not fully upright, this enormous dragon, which resembled a crouching creature, was taller than the walls of Woking City.

"what is that?"

Dol suddenly fell silent, for only then did the mage realize that the colossal dragon, which stood as tall as a mountain, not only had many broken marks on its scales covered with bluish-gray stripes, but even its ridge-like back was covered with countless wounds and holes.

Through these wounds and holes, one can vaguely see the muscles and massive dragon bones inside the giant dragon's body, as well as traces of its 'pulsating' internal organs.

The other companions also noticed the wounds on the enormous dragon, and they all gasped in shock, exclaiming, "Who could have left such wounds on such a terrifying monster!"

But the mature red dragon Argogon couldn't feel the humans' exclamations; it was now so frightened that it couldn't control its cloaca.

Argogun's entire body was facing upwards, pinned to the ground by one of the thousand-meter-long, bluish-gray, two-headed dragon's front claws, rendering it completely immobile.

Not only were Argogon's wings, claws, and many of its dragon bones broken in the attack, but the two-headed dragon's claw alone was enough to grab Argogon's body.

Argogun had never seemed so vulnerable, experiencing for the first time the feeling of being at the mercy of others.

The dragon language emanating from the two-headed dragon's mouth made Argogun tremble involuntarily, for even the wicked and brutal Argogun had never considered eating the body of his own kind.

"You're connected to the Goggmora dragon pack? That's great! I'll devour you to replenish my energy and restore my vitality and power,"

The four vertical pupils on the colorful prince's two heads were completely filled with madness and chaos, to the point that the words and actions of this hellish evil dragon were inconsistent and disordered.

"Although your strength is weak, it can still be of some benefit to me,"

The colorful prince, breathing in the foul air, slowly opened his fangs and lunged at Argogun.

But the next moment, the two-headed evil dragon seemed to lose its senses and suddenly raised its head again.

“No, no, no, we cannot eat our own kind; that would mean going to trial in the Rosani court.”

"This violates the Empire's Dragon Code, an unforgivable sin!"

The two heads of the colorful prince seemed to be occupied by different consciousnesses, arguing and rubbing against each other. One head was about to roar and devour the strong red dragon under its claws, while the other head was trying its best to stop it.

“I am Nur, the great demigod of hell, the ancestor of all the descendants of evil dragons in the world,”

"I'm going to eat it, eat this beast, it's my food!"

One of the grotesque dragon heads roared and bit at its other head.

“No, I am Moro, I am the dragon of the Empire, I am a true dragon of the Gogmora dragonflight,”

"No, I am Jash, I will not allow myself to do this!" Another dragon head roared and lunged forward.

The other young dragons, summoned by the mature red dragon Argogon, lay trembling on the distant wasteland, too afraid to move.

Even the once mighty Argogun was nothing more than a beast before the even greater dragon.

But just as these dragons and the humans of Wojnarowski were quietly watching and waiting for the giant dragon to make its next decision, the sky of the world trembled once again.

This moment was as if the rules of the entire world were causing a collective upheaval, making the arcane elemental magic within the mage Dor and the blood energy within the bald warrior surge uncontrollably.

The towering, godlike two-headed dragon, amidst such violent tremors, seemed like a frightened wild beast, raising its head to look up at the sky.

The next moment, the two-headed dragon screamed, abandoned its prey under its claws, flapped its huge wings and soared up from the ground, disappearing into the suddenly appearing huge, dark portal and escaping.

But the continuous, ear-piercing sounds from the sky, like silk being torn apart, caused the throats of all the humans in Vol'jin City, the robust red dragon Argorgon who had narrowly escaped death, and several young dragons whose idol worship aura had been shattered to clench and unclench.

A pair of enormous claws seemed to forcefully tear open the sky above the world.

The owner of those sharp claws slowly peeked out from behind the cracked sky, revealing a pair of dazzling dark golden vertical pupils high in the heavens. His enormous head bowed, looking down upon the entire world.

Countless gazes simultaneously looked up at the sky, meeting the gaze of that dark golden light.

"Who is this again?"

The voice of the sorcerer Dor was faint and barely audible, as if he were afraid that if he spoke any louder, he would disturb the majestic beings who were looking down from the heavens.

"This is the supreme ruler rising in a distant world, the dragon king who commands the Goggmora dragons and establishes the 'Dragon Codex' to govern all dragons in the world,"

The legendary mage Cyril, who had emerged from the city wall's teleportation tower at some unknown time, quietly appeared beside the mage Dor. He also looked up and spoke slowly, word by word.

"He is the one I spoke of, the emperor of all dragons in that other realm, Charon Gogmora!"

"The Dragon of the World, who shapes the world, possesses both the wisdom and conviction to create dragon civilization and order, and the all-encompassing power to punish all enemies!"

(End of this chapter)