Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 541 is drawing near.
Charal Caesar, the emperor of the Hobbes Empire and the ruler of the human kingdoms among the Eight Kings of the North, quietly climbed the majestic and vast mountain peak.

The king of the human empire abandoned his servants and guards and trekked alone toward the lair where the dragon emperor lived.

He would occasionally pause to quietly appreciate the diverse scenery along the mountain paths of this majestic peak, which was a truly leisurely moment for an emperor.

Since successfully passing the test of the Void God with his own will, and gaining new power by killing the split consciousness of the Void God, his strength has increased day by day.

Even Charal Caesar's own daughter, Lia Caesar, did not know just how powerful her father was. She only knew that the palace where the emperor lived was always shrouded in an omnipresent power.

But this was not the reason why Charal Caesar dared to abandon his servants and status to climb the mountain alone.

Rather, it was because, on the day the eight kings of the Northern Lands forged their alliance, there was a covenant in the alliance agreement that did not conform to the status of the kings of the kingdoms, a covenant for eternity.

"Then, with the spirit of us kings, and with the blood of our clan kings and everything else, we pledge to you: the armies and weapons of the Golden Empire will never set foot on your royal lands, or else I will die and my clan will be exterminated."

"The soul is forever condemned to the River Styx, the deepest abyss of hell,"

Kalon Gogmora, seated in his royal tent, surveyed the assembled kings with a commanding gaze. Raising his cup, he proclaimed in a resounding voice: "By the countless mountains and seas of the world, I swear that from this day forward, the weapons of the kings shall never again fall upon the bodies of their descendants!"

Even if the alliance of kings has expired, even if the kings are facing each other with swords drawn!

Charal Caesar still remembers the dragon's display of a spirit that was different from that of other people in this world—a spirit that was about kings, about dragons, about men, and about the soaring, heroic spirit that was different from that of other people in this world.

Among all the kings, not every king can live as long as the true dragon emperor. Even if they advance to the legendary level, many still cannot match the longevity of a dragon.

Many legendary mages transformed into liches because they could no longer maintain their essential existence within the rules of time, and were thus forced to become despised lich creatures.

However, the later rulers of these kings did not necessarily share the ambition to change the order like the eight kings of the Northern Lands, and the unchanging alliance of a thousand years could not necessarily bind the descendants of the eight kings.

Even the eight kings of the Northern Lands, considering themselves as rulers of a nation, did not believe that the alliance at that time was necessarily as solid as iron.

Mountains and rivers may change, and seas may rise and fall; how much more so the ever-changing situation in the mortal world.

But when the Emperor of the True Dragon uttered those words of promise, the Eight Kings of the Northern Lands had no more reservations and gladly entered into this covenant that shocked the entire world of Ekania.

Even though the eight kings of the Northern Lands turned against each other and fought each other for various reasons, they could never kill each other or any other kings or their blood.

Charal Caesar still feels that this kind of chivalrous behavior, which seems utterly naive, is one of the most romantic things he has ever done in his life.

Another thing is the experience of ascending into the starry sky with the kings of the Northern Lands to fight against that blazing celestial messenger.

Males have their own kind of romance, but Charlize Caesar believes that such romance transcends gender.

So Charal Caesar rode his pony along the vast mountain ridge, passing many shepherds singing songs as they drove their flocks of sheep and cattle, slowly making his way to the mountaintop, feeling utterly refreshed.

"A dragon perched high in the mountains, generous and forgiving,"

"The dragon promised the creatures that dwell there a land flowing with milk and honey."

"The dragon's eyes are like the sun, watching over its people, who worship with devotion, herding cattle and sheep for the dragon..."

Along the way, many shepherds hummed songs that had long been sung in the Golden Empire, paying little attention to Charal Caesar's arrival.

Because those who can climb this mountain range are those recognized by the mountains.

The people of the empire were unaware of the existence of the World Tree Owo hidden behind it; they only knew the stories and legends that even the Earth God had to obey the orders of the Dragon Emperor.

According to many herders, the True Dragon Emperor, who lived in the dragon's nest on the mountaintop, was the god-king who ruled the world. All the gods who walked the earth had to pay homage to this True Dragon Emperor in order to have their own divine position in the Golden Empire and to build their own temple.

This is not actually the herders who do not yet know the truth boasting about their emperor, but rather an exaggeration of the reality that the priests and temples of the other gods in the Golden Empire could not easily occupy ecological niches.

After all, the religious leaders of the Golden Empire were believers and fanatical followers of the Dragon King and Dragon Emperor of the Gogmora Dragonflight.

Aside from the priests and followers of the Goddess of Wealth being granted temporary permission to reside in the Golden Empire, even the extremely rare humanoid followers among the dragon gods were ruthlessly rejected by the religious leaders from their application to establish a separate temple to worship the dragon gods.

During his mountain climbing journey, Charal Caesar unexpectedly encountered a group of extremely special dragons. They were special because Charal Caesar had never seen such a large number of crystal dragons in his entire life.

Moreover, these crystal dragons are strange; although they have wings, they walk around the mountain ridge and wasteland with their wings folded, like large lizards.

"Damn it, damn it all, that dragon emperor is so arrogant!"

The crystal dragon Galina grumbled incessantly, her dragon language gurgling so fast that even the other dragons of her kind could barely understand it. This gives you an idea of ​​how fast this crystal dragon spoke.

"Heh heh,"

The male crystal dragon Ricky strode forward a few steps with his four claws, came to the side of Galina, the leader, bared his fangs, and mocked, "Galina, so you admit that he is the emperor of the dragons?"

"However, His Majesty Gogmora and the Dragon Kings of the Empire do not need an unknown nobody like you to acknowledge them, hahaha!"

The male dragon Ricky's maniacal laughter was interrupted by the female crystal dragon Galina's tail slap. Several crystal dragons quickly moved aside to avoid being knocked over by Ricky.

Galina's slender body resembled a translucent crystal in the sunlight, but the female dragon's somewhat fierce gaze revealed her dragon nature.

“Rickie, are you a member of the Crystal Dragon Clan or the Golgmora Dragonflight?” Galina said with displeasure. “I highly suspect you’ve already been bribed by the Golgmora Dragonflight!”

Ricky, the dragon, nonchalantly rolled up from the wasteland, raised his head high, and stared at his elder sister, slowly baring his fangs.

"Bribery? No, no, no, forget those narrow-minded views about Crystal Dragons and Five-Colored Dragons, Galina. Soon, our entire Crystal Dragon tribe will be marching towards the true dragon, Gogmora."

Ricky's eyes gleamed with an unusual light as he whispered, "Father and Mother have long since come to the Golden Empire, seeking the destiny of all dragon races in the world, but you simply do not know it."

Galina's face, covered with fine, thorny spikes like clusters of crystals, suddenly showed a look of betrayal, because the female dragon realized that the words spoken by the male dragon Ricky had not caused any reaction from the other crystal dragons and white dragons around her.

This also means that, within the entire tribe, he, as the temporary ruler, was the only member who was unaware of the situation.

Galina's face suddenly turned cold. She turned her gaze to the crystal dragon Porty, then to the crystal dragon Gerard and the other dragons, and asked coldly, "Is this true?" The dragons that Galina's gaze swept over exchanged glances and then silently nodded.

On the desolate mountain ridge, the faint singing seemed to disappear as the scene fell silent.

The male dragon Ricky slowly shook his head, seemingly unconcerned, and looked into his elder sister's indifferent eyes, saying, "Father and Mother often tell us that Galina is the most gifted dragon in the Crystal Dragons in terms of spiritual talent."

"But it is precisely because of your outstanding talent that you have developed a deep-rooted arrogance, looking down on everything in the world."

“Now you know, Galina,”

The male crystal dragon slowly spread its translucent wings like hands and sneered, "You couldn't even defeat the barbarians guarding the mountains, but were easily defeated by them."

"How can a delicate flower grown in a greenhouse compare to a thorny weed that sprouts from barren soil!"

In fact, as the last stop on her journey through the Golden Empire, Galina never imagined she would suffer such a setback.

As a fully grown crystal dragon, being so easily defeated by a barbarian is something Galina still can't believe.

Although Galina could not contend with the power of a legend, dragons always have a huge innate advantage when facing mortal races, and the barbarian Gibb was not a legendary powerhouse.

However, even with Galina's most effective mental power, she couldn't budge the barbarian in the slightest, and even the dragon's immense strength didn't seem to have much of an advantage over him.

Although Galina was unhappy that she was the only one in the tribe who didn't know about her parents, the female dragon still retorted, "That barbarian is strange."

“He possesses the power to ascend to a higher level of life. I can smell the aura of faith. Who knows what that red dragon, Gogmora, has done to his subordinates?”

"Moreover, in a civilization like the Golden Empire, powerful individuals always appear in large numbers, so it's not surprising that an alien like the barbarian Gibb would appear."

The dragon Ricky seemed somewhat disappointed as he shook his head. He slowly paced around Galina and sighed, saying, "Galina, you still perceive the world through your own lens and refuse to objectively accept its reality."

"Powerful individuals don't always appear in clusters; rather, it's the strength of a family and platform that allows a continuous stream of powerful individuals to emerge."

"Dragons like the Golden Empire, with such a powerful platform and family, possess far more resources than ordinary dragon families and tribes, and receive far more education and training than others,"

"Therefore, the chances of excelling on this platform are far greater than on others,"

The dragon Ricky finally stopped in front of the crystal dragon Galina and said softly, "Of course, there are unique geniuses in the world, just like His Majesty the Emperor of the True Dragons, His Majesty Gorgmora."

"But there are only a handful of such beings in the whole world. Most living beings have similar talents, and their achievements depend on their environment, education, and resources."

"This is also why Father and Mother were determined to venture into the dangerous land of the Golden Empire, do you understand, Galina?"

"The civilization and order represented by the Golden Empire and the Gorgmora dragonflight is the most promising civilization and order for the dragon race now and in the future. To integrate into it is to integrate into the development of the times."

"Those who fight against them are destined to be abandoned by the times!"

Ricky concluded, "If you cannot wake up and change, then you are not the future of the Crystal Dragons, and I will raise the banner representing the future of the Crystal Dragons."

“But you know, Galina, I’m rather playful, so I hope you can change that.”

"Besides, losing to the barbarian Gibb is not a disgrace. You should know that Gibb is known as the number one berserker in the Golden Empire."

"Even Sahar, the leader of the Death Knights with the greatest blood courage, cannot guarantee that he can defeat Gib. And Sahar is capable of wrestling with ordinary adult dragons with his bare hands, possessing the blood of a Dragon Emperor."

"He not only possesses the armor and weapons bestowed upon him by the Dragon Emperor, but also the power and strength granted to him by the Dragon Emperor. It is not surprising that a fully grown dragon loses to a barbarian king!"

After a long silence, Galina's face finally twitched slightly, and she asked the dragon, "How did you know so much? Did Father and Mother make a decision a long time ago?"

Ricky shook his head, revealing his fangs as he grinned, "No, but I have a friend in the Golden Empire, the Amethyst Dragon Loya, who is known as the number one dragon card player in the Golden Empire."

"There are very few things he doesn't know!"

……

After enjoying the farce of the crystal dragons, Charal Caesar climbed the mountain again.

After passing the storm giants who built houses with huge bluestone blocks on the upper ridge of the mountain, and the barbarian legions that surrounded the upper half of the mountain, they finally arrived at a huge canyon platform by following the mountain path overgrown with wild grass.

As soon as he rounded the corner and stepped into the valley, what greeted Charal Caesar was the enormous creature imprisoned by countless chains covered with magical runes.

The grayish-blue, two-headed dragon lay prostrate deep in the valley, resembling a small mountain even in its slumber. However, this enormous evil dragon seemed to have its entire soul and all its spiritual will sealed away by magic.

Even with several powerful kings gathered around this evil dragon, it remained completely unresponsive.

"Good heavens, with such a massive body, even if I ate it to my heart's content, it would take a very long time. How did Gogmora manage to catch this thing?"

The booming voice of the multi-armed giant king Mogeyes echoed slightly in the valley, seemingly carried by magic from a great distance.

Besides Mogyes, who was marveling at the two-headed evil dragon, the Dark Lord Salos, the Elven King Anudare, the Orc King Possel Lane, and the Frost Giant King Ragnar Hagrid were also present.

Apart from the fact that the legendary elven general who arrived here was not the elven general of yesteryear, but Princess Adjani Isabelle of the elven kingdom, the kings of the Northern Lands have once again gathered in one place.

"It is said that the consciousness of this evil dragon has been tormented by pain to the point of being fragmented, and can no longer return to its original form. Within it are the dragon souls fabricated by Gorgorra based on the thought patterns and memories of the dragons killed by this evil dragon in their previous lives."

Orc King Possel Lane exclaimed in surprise, "Gorgorra's methods are becoming increasingly profound; at least I don't know how he could achieve such a level."

The clatter of hooves caught the attention of these kings. Ragnar Hagrid, the Frost Giant King, looked at the emperor with long, greyish-white hair on horseback and let out a hearty laugh and a friendly greeting.

"Charal, you bastard, you're still alive?!"

(End of this chapter)