Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 534 Pivot Dragon

When Aris's enormous body swam into this material plane, he immediately detected the most powerful dragons hidden in this plane.

Because this most powerful dragon was lying on the highest peak of the world, grumbling and cursing, and not a single good word came out of the dragon language spewing from between the fangs of this huge dragon.

Anyway, it was so dirty that even the dragon Aris felt he should wash his ears.

Unfortunately, outer-world dimensional dragons like Aris do not possess the same innate affinity for elemental magic as the ten true dragons of the mortal realm.

Therefore, for a dimensional dragon like Aris to learn other types of magic to enrich its abilities, the difficulties it encounters are far greater than those faced by the ten true dragons of the mortal world, and the returns are extremely low, making it a case of twice the effort for half the result.

Many dimensional dragons like Aris are not natural spellcasters; they are more akin to bloodline sorcerers, only able to use the spell-like abilities inherent in their own bloodline.

Therefore, even Aris, the plane dragon who was born stronger than all true dragon species and even surpassed the most powerful metal dragon species, the golden dragon, found it difficult to master a simple spell, such as the low-level spell of Cleansing Wind.

Although the dragon species created by the Dragon God are not the most powerful dragon species in the universe and have various flaws, they can be considered the most balanced and perfect dragon species in terms of overall quality.

"Hmm, the atmosphere in the material plane is so much fresher, much better than the boredom of the starry sky,"

Having just entered adulthood, Aris lazily stretched his body, then flapped his wings and flew leisurely to the giant dragon lying on the top of the broken mountain peak, where he hovered and observed it.

The world seemed to have suffered a great destruction. Mountains and ridges were broken, and the earth was full of deep ravines. Even the scars hidden in the depths of rivers, seas and lakes could not escape Aris's sight.

Because the blood spilled deep within these rivers, lakes, and seas is still slowly corroding everything around it, causing the rivers to boil, the lakes to scorch, and the seas to churn.

"Fuck Tiamat, that's a real rip-off!"

The ancient dragon Alosan, who was cursing and grumbling, noticed the commotion and turned to look at the strange dragon with its wings spread wide in the air, hovering directly in front of it.

This young dragon is somewhat different from most dragons in the world.

No matter how beautiful a dragon may be, or how smooth its scales may be, the unique structure of its scales and armor is still evident.

But the scales on this young dragon's body looked as smooth and soft as flawless flesh, with the scales and armor almost completely integrated with its skin.

Even the dragon horns on its head, which curved backward like giant goat horns, shimmered with a bright luster as if they had been polished with the finest magical oil.

No two leaves in the world are exactly alike, and while the body of a living being may be balanced, it is not perfectly symmetrical.

But on this young dragon shimmering with crystalline purple light, the ancient dragon Aluoshan found it unbelievable that the clear lines of its body showed no imbalance even to the naked eye; the proportions were perfectly symmetrical, almost meticulous.

Those fan-like wings were shaped and measured with calipers with extreme precision.

The ancient dragon's face twitched slightly. "A pivot dragon?"

Younger dragons might not recognize the dimensional dragon from the outer plane, but for an ancient dragon of this age, even if Aloshan never leaves its lair, it can still learn about many worlds through the effects of the Dragon Echo.

Therefore, Aloshan knew that this young dragon was the most perfection-seeking dragon species in the universe—the Pivot Dragon.

These dragons, which are naturally far more powerful than any of the five-colored or metallic dragon species, possess the strength to challenge legends even in their prime.

Upon entering old age, it gained extraordinary power beyond that of ordinary legends, making it one of the most powerful dimensional dragons in the universe.

From the moment of its birth, this dragon is obsessed with pursuing perfection, focusing on making its mind and body closer to perfection.

Perhaps it is through self-training, or perhaps it is through mutual exchange with other beings in various worlds and the multiverse to achieve the goal.

However, since there is no real standard for perfection, each pivotal dragon's understanding of perfection can be completely different.

Radical pivotal dragons may even modify or destroy hybrid races, anarchic civilizations, or illogical philosophical ideas among dragons in their pursuit of perfection.

Therefore, the ancient dragon Alosan couldn't help but wonder if the young pivotal dragon before him was too courageous, to the point that it had made him the perfect training target for the other party.

"Hey, you little pivot dragon brat from outer planes, what are you doing?"

The ancient dragon stared at the pivotal dragon, who was hovering in mid-air, writing and drawing on a heavy book with its claws. The dragon's face showed a hint of displeasure.

Although Mount Alo has tempered its temper considerably over the long years, this does not mean that the ancient black dragon has become more docile.

As the black dragon with the most cruel nature among the five chromatic dragons, Aloshan was once a powerful vanguard battle dragon serving under the immortal dragon god Tiamat, when he was conscripted into the ancient dragon legion.

Countless demons have died under the claws and breath of Aloshan. The number of great demons killed by Aloshan is even greater than the scales on the ancient dragons, which shows the strength and long lifespan of this ancient black dragon.

"I?"

Ares raised his head, looked at the ancient black dragon who was dissatisfied but remained restrained, and then raised the book in his claws that was as thick as an adult human's waist.

Such enormous magical artifacts only seem so casual in the claws of a dragon, which is one of the reasons why many dragons in the world cannot use ordinary magical artifacts.

After all, the magical items forged and crafted by those weak humans and other humanoid races are insignificant in the face of a colossal dragon.

Even a human-forged brute force belt that grants increased strength is nothing more than a bracelet in front of a young dragon.

The ancient dragon Aluoshan saw the 'small' book held up in the dragon's claws, on which the faint images of different dragons flickered.

Pivot Dragon Aris then grinned, revealing his fangs, and uttered strange dragon language.

"I am documenting every dragon, every kind of dragon, I have encountered in my entire life,"

The pivot dragon flicked its tail and said casually, "This is my dragon treasure. You can also call it the Cosmic Dragon Compendium, or the Chart of Ten Thousand Dragons or something like that." "You know, old man, we pursue the path of perfection, but every dragon in the world thinks it is perfect. Only through real comparison and competition can we know which dragon is the most perfect dragon in the world."

The ancient dragon narrowed its eyes, revealing only the two deep pupils within its vertical struts.

This dragon was not angered by the Pivot Dragon's words. There are millions of dragons in the world, and each one has a different personality. After serving in the Ancient Dragon Legion, Mount Alo's tolerance has greatly increased.

"When it comes to perfection, among the countless dragons in the world, is there any dragon more perfect than the Gogmora dragonflight and its king?"

"The perfection you pivotal dragons pursue is merely mechanical perfection, not vibrant perfection. Meticulous perfection is lifeless perfection."

The ancient dragon Alosan muttered, "Of course, because my lair was destroyed by those guys, I deliberately lowered their rating. I don't think those guys can be considered the most perfect dragons yet."

“But,” Aloshan changed the subject, “it is also far closer to perfection than the perfection you pursue, because the bodies and spirits of that dragon horde have almost merged into one, and even the blood of the ancient dragons is affected by them.”

The fine scales on the cheeks of the pivotal dragon Aris suddenly fluttered, and he exclaimed excitedly, "That's right, I almost forgot the real reason I came here!"

"I came here after hearing that the Gogmora dragons were at war with the most fearless battle dragon, the Colorful Prince, under the command of the immortal dragon god Tiamat."

Ares flapped his wings excitedly, approaching the broken cliff where the ancient dragon was perched, and stared intently into Aloshan's eyes, asking, "Is that colorful prince really as powerful as the legends say?"

"A dragon powerful enough to single-handedly destroy an army of demons, tear apart the rules of the world, and cause planes to fall into chaos. I really want to see such a powerful dragon, so that I can be further inspired on my path to perfection."

"There are also rumors that the Gogmora dragons, who established the code of law that governs all dragons in the mortal world, are as orderly as the legends say, embracing the power of civilized order, thus rising high in the world and gaining the power and authority to suppress all dragons."

The dragon language uttered from between the fangs of this pivotal dragon was a string of gibberish, giving the ancient dragon Aloshan almost no chance to interrupt. Aloshan felt as if his ears were being filled with the dragon language of this dimensional dragon, which had an outside accent.

"I followed this news that shook the stars, and I heard that the Goggmora dragons have been hunting the Hellish Dragon Prince for months,"

"Whenever they arrive in a material plane, the fame of that dragon clan is sung and marveled by all living beings of that time, and many dragons follow them in fear."

"Today, the Gogmora dragons and the Golden Empire have already earned a great reputation in this starry sky."

If the influence of the Golden Empire and its supreme ruler killing numerous legends in the starry sky, including a legendary being like Lipnos, is still far from over, it will take time for it to spread.

But the impact of this war between the Goggmora dragons and the Colored Prince is spreading far more rapidly than in previous wars.

Because the number of beings who experienced this war, the number of beings who witnessed it firsthand, is far greater than the number of people who experienced the interstellar wars.

"That guy, Nur,"

The ancient black dragon, Aloshan, sharpened his thick, long fangs and said thoughtfully, "That guy was created by that bitch Tiamat. He is the closest to perfect creation of an evil dragon, the ancestor of all evil dragon descendants in the world. Of course, he is incredibly powerful."

"Even within the Ancient Dragon Legion, Nur's power can be described as extremely formidable."

"If a dragon like you were to stand before Nur's true form, he could crush you with a single swing of his claw."

"But unfortunately, being closest to perfection doesn't mean perfection itself. That guy Nur met someone even more perfect,"

Aloshan seemed lost in memories, a hint of confusion in his vertical pupils. He sighed deeply and said, "Even the colorful prince Nur voluntarily relinquished his hellish nature due to endless pain and eternal torment of his spirit and soul."

"He possessed overwhelming power, the might to crush all mortals in the world, yet in the end he knelt before the Dragon Emperor like a wild dog, begging for death and pleading with the Gogmora dragons to grant him release."

"Although I utterly despise that guy Nur, I can't help but feel a deep sorrow for him!"

Aloshan looked up at the sky and sighed, "What truly lasts forever? Even a powerful prince like the Colored Prince eventually met his end in this nameless world."

"Perhaps, like those gods who have fallen into obscurity in the corners of the astral plane, Nur will never be able to reappear in the world."

Pivot Dragon Aris was so surprised that he couldn't even close his fangs. The male dragon exclaimed, "Ah? Prince Nur of the Colors, this evil dragon who left a legend in many material worlds, died so simply?"

The ancient black dragon slowly shook its head and lazily lay down.

All Aris heard was a muffled sound coming from the throat of the ancient dragon, whose will seemed to be gradually entering a period of rest.

"Nur isn't dead, but it's practically the same as being dead,"

"He has been taken back to the dragon realm by the Golgrimora dragons. You can go see for yourself if you're interested."

"I'm exhausted from saying all this. You should leave now and not bother me!"

The Pivot Dragon excitedly flicked its tail, flapped its wings, and took to the air again. Even Aloshan, who had buried its head under its wings, could sense the Pivot Dragon's excitement.

“That’s great. I’ve been wanting to see if the self-proclaimed perfect true dragons among the Gogmora dragons who created the dragon civilization can also see a powerful dragon like the Colorful Prince Nur.”

"I also want to challenge that guy who calls himself the Emperor of All Dragons, Charon Gogmora, and see what he's made of!"

"Aren't you courting death?"

Aloshan couldn't help but look up at the young dragon's back and roared, "Use your ass to think, and you'll know this is impossible."

"Old man, if you know you can win, then how can it be called a challenge!"

Aloshan listened to the echo of the young dragon high in the sky and shook his head.

"It's great to be young!"

(End of this chapter)