Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 531 Time Fades, Sin and Punishment
It was still early morning, the sun was rising, and the sunlight was shining brightly, making everything clear and impossible to hide.

People stand on the earth with their heads held high, while dragons coil in the heavens with their heads bowed.

The dragon, perched high in the heavens, lowered its head and whispered, yet its dragon language allowed all beings not belonging to the dragon to understand the essence of its 'language.' This was not magic, but a law born from the bloodline instinct of the Dragon Emperor.

"It not only killed several true dragons in the Goggmora dragonflight, but also plundered and devoured their dragon souls,"

Kalon's dark golden vertical pupils had begun to darken; the darkness, violence, and rage of the past had been deeply ingrained in the dragon emperor's mind during the half-month-long pursuit.

For Kalon, chasing after the colorful prince Nur was not just about fulfilling his promise.

The dragon's heart, liver, lungs, kidneys, and other organs of the colorful prince Nur were to be dug out and offered as sacrifices to the dragon graves of his silent and forgotten companions and clan members.

He also wanted the entire Gogmora dragon herd to vent their fury on the Colorful Prince Nur, to make him feel a long period of inescapable and inescapable fear.

Because a ruthless enemy will make Caron Gogmora even more ruthless!
"It not only violated the laws established by the dragons and the empire, but also offended the very dragons,"

“This is an act and consequence I cannot tolerate, which is why I have pursued it all the way here,”

The ten-horned red dragon exuded a solemn majesty with every gesture, and his words, in particular, caused both the legendary mage Cyril and the mature red dragon Argogun to gasp in shock.

"I don't need your help with hunting it down, but I do have a question I'd like to ask you, a great scholar among humans,"

Kalon said in a low voice, "The souls of several true dragons in the dragon horde were devoured by this evil dragon, which left me with no other choice."

"I can only try to simulate the dragon nature of those dead dragons based on everything I knew about them in the past, including their personalities, ways of doing things, habits, the power they possessed, and the knowledge they had."

"I want to use this concentrated dragon essence to re-condense their souls within that evil dragon's body, so that they may return from the eternal silence of death to the world and rejoin the dragon horde."

The entire city of Woking held its breath. These ordinary people did not know what kind of power this was; they only felt that it was very powerful because they could not understand it.

But the legendary mage Cyril and the high mage Dor felt their scalps tingling, and even the ancient red dragon Argorgon clenched its fangs tightly.

Phyllis Tiamat, the demigod female dragon, also fell silent as she breathed, her eerie eyes gleaming as she looked at the red dragon's back.

"It's just a pity,"

Everyone standing on the ground heard the Dragon Emperor, the supreme being in the sky who wielded supreme power and might, utter a deep sigh of regret.

That was a regret that time could not erase, and it spread to all those who could not resist it along with the Dragon Emperor's sigh.

It instantly evoked a feeling of emptiness in the hearts of the people on the ground, not sadness, not grief, but a lingering regret as if they had permanently lost something.

"Their souls have ultimately vanished completely. The dragon spirit I have condensed is nothing more than my memory of their existence in this world."

Caron Gogmora said, "What's gone is gone, and I can't bring it back."

"So I would like to ask you, Cyril, as a great scholar among humans, a great mage who has read many magical books and classical wisdom, is there any way you can help me?"

The legendary mage Cyril felt as if his scalp was being gripped. The Dragon Emperor's words sounded simple, but their actual meaning was quite different.

It is well known that legendary beings can rewrite and overwrite the cognition and all viewpoints of ordinary creatures with their own spiritual consciousness, just like creators.

But the Dragon Emperor's actions were almost akin to creating something from nothing, using his own methods and techniques to create and condense a soul from nothingness.

Compared to ordinary legendary beings, the Dragon Emperor's methods are so extraordinary that calling him a creator would be entirely fitting.

After a brief silence, the legendary mage reviewed all the knowledge and magic he possessed before shaking his head with a slight sense of helplessness.

"The mysteries of the souls of all beings are so profound that even the primordial gods, who existed at the same time as the universe, may not be able to fully comprehend them,"

"If the soul has not yet vanished, even if it cannot be fully resurrected, using the soul of a true dragon as a medium, a high-level magical ritual for transformation can be performed to keep the dead true dragons in the world. However, in that case, they would become creatures like dragon liches."

The legendary mage said, "But such simple methods and magic do not require my explanation."

"And to completely resurrect a true dragon's soul, making it indistinguishable from its former self, one would need to possess extremely powerful high-level resurrection spells and divine arts for complete resurrection,"

Cyril hesitated slightly, then said softly, "But Your Majesty also knows how exorbitant the price is for spells that defy the fundamental rules of the world like this."

"So expensive that even powerful mages who could master such spells would generally not dare to use them,"

"While the powerful priests and clerics who can master the complete resurrection magic have their sacrifices compensated by the gods they believe in, not every high priest dares to use such a heaven-defying, fate-altering magic."

"Moreover, even these mages and priests who have mastered advanced resurrection spells and complete resurrection divine arts still need the soul of the resurrected life to still exist!"

"But the dragon souls of several true dragons have completely vanished, and even advanced resurrection spells and complete resurrection divine spells are powerless to stop them."

"Your Majesty is also known for your wisdom. Since Your Majesty has no solution, I really have no way to help you!"

Kalon also fell silent, his dark golden vertical pupils turning slightly sinister.

He then said in a low voice, "Maybe I'm not strong enough, or I'm not versatile enough, or I'm just unable to meet my own expectations!"

These words echoed through the air, making the legendary mage's hair stand on end.

The legendary mage then understood why the dragon emperor's abilities were so all-encompassing: it was because the dragon emperor had concrete thoughts and beliefs, and he was able to support those firm convictions.

Instead of pursuing omnipotence in a vain way because they want to be powerful like ordinary people, they often just become delusional.

"Excuse my bluntness, Your Majesty Gogmora,"

The legendary mage couldn't help but speak up: "I once saw Your Majesty descend from the sea of ​​souls of all beings in the universe, from the highest heavens of spirituality, to the mortal realm, the source of the birth of all souls."

"With Your Majesty's ability to move freely between the highest spiritual realms and the vast ocean of souls, can you not save those true dragons who have fallen into eternal silence?!"

Phyllis Tiamat, who was behind the Gorgmora dragon herd, was invigorated by the legendary mage's words. The female dragon was overjoyed to discover the hidden power of the Dragon Emperor.

The souls of all beings in the universe are primarily composed of the purest spirituality. Through various transformations and condensations, they form souls with thoughts, emotions, desires, and instincts.

It can be said that the Sea of ​​Souls and the highest spiritual heaven are the original origin of all mortal beings in the material world and universe.

Even the highest deities and the primordial gods born with the universe once retained their essence in the spiritual supreme heaven. However, from the moment these gods became gods, their innate essence from the spiritual supreme heaven descended and merged with that of other gods. This allowed them to obtain divine authority that surpassed all power, wielding immense divine power to overturn the world and manipulate the universe.

This also gives those high and mighty gods absolute power of life and death when facing mortal beings.

Even if those gods are stripped of their divine authority and stripped of all divine power and status, they still remain high above all others because of this essential existence, and are immortal beings in the world.

However, Phyllis Tiamat, the dragon god's bloodline, knew that it was precisely because the essence of the gods had fallen that even among the countless gods, few could exert any profound influence on the spiritual High Heaven.

The number of gods who can freely travel to the highest spiritual realm can be counted with Phyllis's pair of dragon claws.

Even gods cannot withstand the influence and interference from the spiritual high heavens for long. The gods can only easily do so by using the faith power of believers to control them, which is transformed by divine authority.

Those ancient evil creatures that once roamed the starry sky, harmed the world, and disturbed the peace and turmoil of the astral plane and Mount Paradise, such as the original Leviathan and the Chaos Hound Kozf.

It was also because the gods wanted to use the vast and complex power of the dangerous place in the highest spiritual realm to obliterate the immortal souls of these indestructible evil beings.

Even so, the righteous gods merely used their power to open the portal from the highest spiritual realm to the dangerous zone, throwing these terrible evils in, without daring to venture too far into the spiritual realm.

In contrast, the divine kingdoms that the gods reside in the celestial realms are less a separate form of kingdom than divine kingdoms created by the gods in imitation of the original, pure spiritual supreme heaven.

The colorful prince Nur possesses the essence of hell because this evil dragon demigod's soul originated from the rules and power of hell when it was first created by the immortal dragon god.

Therefore, many of the attacks from the soul that this hellish evil dragon endured were also shared by the vast nature of hell. This is why the demigod evil dragon was never completely killed by the Dragon Emperor, but was instead tormented by endless pain to the point of splitting its consciousness.

Phyllis Tiamat did not know how Karon Gogmora was able to travel freely to the High Heavens, but that did not stop the female dragon from keeping the matter firmly in mind and being wary of it.

This is in stark contrast to the information she had received that the great red dragon, Karon Gogmora, was only proficient in mental powers.

Karon Goggmora slightly shook his massive, imposing head, without saying much to the legendary mage.

The fact that the legendary mage Cyril could recognize a portion of Charon's power was a testament to his vast knowledge, but it was not a reason for Charon to discuss one of the secrets of his power's origin with everyone.

"Who is he? What are these dragons doing here?"

Kalon turned his gaze to Argogun, the mature red dragon who had already slid his head into his wings, and several young dragons who had slid their heads into the gravel, and asked the legendary mage Cyril.

These young dragons had even buried their long necks in the barren sand, with only their backs and tails slightly raised. When they heard the Dragon Emperor in the sky asking them questions, they were all so frightened that their wings trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, Gogmora,"

"He is Argogun, the 'bloody scourge' of this world,"

Cyril bowed again before solemnly recounting the magnificent deeds and illustrious reputation of the young red dragon Argogun over the years.

Argogun desperately wanted to escape, but the cold, piercing gazes in the sky seemed to weigh heavily on his back, like a massive mountain pressing down on his body, making even the once mighty red dragon feel weak and powerless.

Not only was Kalon Gogmora expressionless, but the dragons surrounding the Dragon Emperor were also expressionless.

Most dragons in the world are like that. There are chromatic dragons that are kinder than Argogun, and there are also many dragons that are more evil than Argogun. There's not much to say about them.

The goal of the Gogmora dragons is to change this ancient and enduring phenomenon.

What's so great about the behavior of a wild beast?

So the dragon emperor, who had been looking down, spoke again, but this time the great red dragon's aura was no longer as gentle as before, but filled with an irresistible tone.

And that supreme will that those who obey Heaven's will grieve, and those who defy the king's will die.

“Cecilia, Cadillac,”

"Bring Argogunsona back to the Empire, bring him to the court of law, and have him judged according to the law, and make his case widely known!"

"The dragons ruled and enslaved by Argogun also need your careful consideration and free decision-making regarding their future!"

As soon as the Dragon Emperor gave the order, a black-scaled female dragon and a red-scaled male dragon swooped down from the dragons on both sides, heading straight for the several evil dragons on the ground.

Sensing the dragon descending from the sky before him, the mature red dragon Argogun could no longer resist raising his head and roaring at the adult red dragon in front of him.

"Roar!"

The power of a mature red dragon is terrifying. Even the adult red dragon Keldiros is no match for Argogon. After all, this mature red dragon is the great dragon lord of this world, and no dragon dares to oppose him.

But to the surprise of the people of Woking City, the infamous red dragon let out a sharp cry at that moment.

"Kill me, kill me! I don't want to be a dragon to be judged, I don't want to be a dragon to be mocked by countless dragon races! Kill me, young red dragon!"

The adult red dragon, Kadiros, bared its fangs and sneered, "Killing you brings me no honor; you disgust me!"

"Roar!"

The mature red dragon Argogon suddenly raised its head and roared in pain, for the only spell that Keldiros had mastered most skillfully had transformed into a blazing chain of fire that pierced through the gaps in the scales under the mature red dragon's jaw and deeply embedded itself in Argogon's skull.

Keldiros controlled his power, preventing the magical flames of the dragon's blood from killing the mature red dragon, but inflicting on Argorgon the constant pain of being licked by the flames.

Meanwhile, the female black dragon Cecilia used her venom to form a long chain, linking together several young evil dragons who also dared not resist.

"I,"

"What kind of punishment will I face!"

Argogun let out a low moan as it was licked by the flames, and asked in a low voice.

"There's no punishment,"

Kadiros sneered, "It's just an eye for an eye. The Empire's mages will make you feel the consequences of the sins you inflicted on other dragons."

"That will be the time for you to beg for death, Argogun!"

(End of this chapter)