Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 588 You Know What Power Is

The power of dragons has returned to the earth, and the ferocious auras of the two iron dragon kings are clashing and colliding with each other.

Both the dragons of Grus in the sky and the monster legions of warriors ruled by the dragon Grus were filled with an overwhelming fear.

Because the two iron dragons, having unleashed their full power, had already displayed the ferocity of dragon blood, they were biting and clashing at each other with their bodies, magic, and combat skills, without stopping for a moment.

The fierce roars of the dragons echoed across the sky and the earth. The sheer might of the two iron dragons alone surpassed the imposing presence of a well-organized army of hundreds.

"Get down! How can the sky be occupied by a beast like you?"

Morton's roar was awe-inspiring; the roar of a dragon had a powerful psychological effect on many creatures.

Humanoid races that usually lack courage may even be completely paralyzed by the roar of a dragon, their minds falling into confusion.

But the roar of the Iron Dragon Morton slightly intimidated the Gruuls dragons in the sky.

boom,
Morton's fangs bulged, and his wings flapped, whipping up fierce winds that stirred up gusts of sand and stones. Vast magical power condensed beneath his claws into dense, ancient dragon runes, giving his dragon claws immense strength.

Even with his strength boosted and his overall abilities greatly improved, Grous was still unable to shake Morton's offensive, and his forward-striking claws were forcibly knocked away by Morton's claws.

As the battle progressed, Iron Dragon Grus could sense that the bloodline power emanating from Morton's body, targeting the Iron Dragon race, was growing stronger.

It's not just that the bloodline spells of the Iron Dragon race are easily neutralized by Morton, interrupting the release of their power.

Even the blood of the iron dragon within Grus's body began to be affected by the iron dragon Morton, and its function began to stagnate.

However, Morton's dragon claws were also deflected by Grus's counterattack, veering off course and piercing a huge bloody hole through Grus's wing bone.

"Roar!"

The dragon Grus was extremely brave and fierce. He endured the intense pain and turned his body upside down in mid-air, allowing the iron dragon Morton's claws to slash five huge bloody holes in his right wing.

But Gross also took the opportunity to escape and fell to the ground.

Even though a powerful dragon like Grus can't move one wing, it can still soar through the sky thanks to its control over magical elements; it just loses the precise control and maneuverability of its direction.

However, the dragon magic attached to Morton's claws severely interfered with the effects of the amorphous dragon blood that Grus possessed, so much so that Grus could only land after suffering a severe injury to his right wing.

The sound of the dragon's flesh growing was like the sound of grass sprouts breaking through the shackles of the soil, amplified dozens or hundreds of times.

Countless deep wounds, covering the iron dragon Grus's scales and flesh, were rapidly healing and scabbing over under the dragon's immense vitality and vigorous blood energy. Pieces of broken scales and scabs fell to the ground one after another.

"Morton, you can never defeat me,"

A series of booming sounds echoed around the Iron Dragon Grus. The Iron Dragon was repeatedly repelled by the Iron Dragon Morton, but it remained arrogant and fought with increasing ferocity. Its immense dragon power and raging dragon might rose steadily.

Grus raised his head proudly, gazing at Morton, the iron dragon swooping down from the sky. His fangs bared, he roared, "The blood of the Iron Dragon race flows in my veins, and the glory of the Iron Dragon race rests on my shoulders!"

"You iron dragon, who is ruled by the five-colored dragon, are not worthy to be the king of the iron dragon clan!"

"Let me show you the true power of the Iron Dragon Clan, the Triple Blood Burning Stage!"

As Grus's dragon language resounded, the majestic power of the ancestral dragons rose above the earth.

The layers of blood energy within Grus's body suddenly shot up like tongues of fire, cleansing and licking away at all the magic and elements around him.

The terrifying aura of the Ancestral Dragon made the monster warriors watching from afar feel their legs go weak, and they retreated again and again.

The Grus dragons in the sky also rose higher to avoid the boiling, surging, and terrifying majesty.

"This is the Iron Dragon race, the true authority of a king. Steel is my scales, fire is my power,"

Grus roared to the sky and slammed its front paws into the ground. After the three stages of burning blood, the iron dragon, which had actually broken through the bloodline limit, now possessed unimaginable power and might.

Although the Iron Dragons are fire-type dragons like the Red Dragons, their control over fire is nowhere near as good as the Red Dragons' natural talent.

But at this moment, in Grus's claws, those flames that were once untamable have become the might of this dragon.

The entire valley floor was shattered by the dragon's ferocious pounding, with huge ravines crisscrossing the landscape, and the river that flowed through the valley was swallowed up by the cracks in the ground.

Billions of tons of river water poured into the cracks in the earth, where they were evaporated by endless flames rising from the depths of the ground.

The impact of the flames and the water flow caused the entire valley to be enveloped in steam carrying terrifying heat.

Grus was enveloped in endless flames. The rocks on the earth were softened by the dragon's innate and powerful magic of turning fossils into mud. The flames he controlled were scorched and melted, extracting traces of metallic elements.

The metallic elements contained in each substance may be so scarce that they are difficult to detect with the naked eye, but in the terrifying Ancestral Iron Dragon Domain, which covers an area of ​​hundreds of meters in radius, they are enough to form a terrifying spectacle of countless grains of sand forming a tower and countless small things making a whole.

In just a moment, thousands upon thousands of strands of metallic elements, as thick as thin ropes, flowed upwards from the soft, collapsed ground and merged into the body of the Iron Dragon Grus.

These thousands upon thousands of condensed metallic elements, under the bloodline talent of the Iron Dragon, seemed to possess life, writhing like small snakes coiling around Gruus's body.

Then it gradually merged into Grus's iron scales, thickening and enlarging its originally rough and wide scales, and merged into Grus's head and dragon horns, making its originally ferocious head and huge steel fork dragon horns also wide and thick.

Even the dragon's claws were enchanted with living metal, becoming massive steel claws.

Grus's thick, long dragon tail was also transformed by the activated metal into a ferocious metal creature covered in barbs, emitting a faint, cold light under the endless flames.

Small metallic snakes began to swim into the gaps in Grus's scales, completely enveloping the iron dragon's body and causing it to grow larger and larger.

The scorching metal transforms into iron and fire; iron becomes scales and fire becomes the source. This is the true power of the Iron Dragon race!

"You will experience what it means to be the embodiment of true power,"

Grus slowly raised its head, and countless burning iron and fire formed the body of this giant dragon. Steel and fire became the dragon's power and might.

As the dragon raised its head, countless molten irons mixed with thick liquid flames splashed from the scales under its jaws, smashing small, withered holes into the ground, creating a continuous hissing and splattering sound.

"I am the embodiment of power!" The dragon's roar echoed across the wilderness, inspiring awe in all beasts and terror in dragons, causing countless creatures to tremble. "You know what power is?"

The Iron Dragon Morton, hovering in mid-air, seemed to be wary of the immense power of its kin, comparable to that of its ancestral dragons, and thus halted its attack.

"Although you have unearthed the power of the Iron Dragon bloodline, transcending the boundaries of bloodline to obtain strength and power comparable to the ancestral dragons, which is enough to make me take you slightly seriously,"

Morton the Iron Dragon's head slowly swayed and rose from its drooping, downward-looking posture, and the arrogance in its vertical pupils also rose.

"But with a brain as stupid as yours, you probably think that the word 'strength' only represents pure power!"

As Morton the Iron Dragon spoke in his dragon language, the Gruuls dragons in the sky were horrified to discover that the entire valley region was trembling slightly at the same moment.

"Steel and iron are my powers, magnetism and force are my extensions, and power comes from wisdom. This is my power, Grus. Open your eyes and appreciate it!"

An unmatched will rose around Morton, the will of the Dragon Kings that viewed all other dragons as inferior, for the first time completely overwhelmed the entire valley region.

The magical elements in the air, and even the soil, steel, and minerals in the earth, all became carriers of the iron dragon's will, omnipresent, like a domain.

The Iron Dragon King, who reigns supreme over the heavens and earth and whose aura encompasses the universe, unleashes his power without any concealment. The majesty that comes from his spiritual will easily overwhelms the terrifying aura of the ancestral dragon.

"Why did I become the Iron Dragon King, bestowed with the Emperor's seal by the Golden Empire?"

"It's because I possess this ability,"

"Dragon Hidden in the Domain of Law, this is the spell I have mastered that rivals the legendary rank without being a legendary being!"

Morton spread his wings, blotting out the sky, and looked down at his kin with unparalleled power.

Countless dragon patterns surged and leaped within his vertical pupils, steel and iron brewed in his left eye, and magnetism and force arose in his right eye.

Within its enormous body, something deep inside seemed to have been switched on, like a portal opening, from which an immense power surged forth.

Thus, the entire space was startled by the voice of the Iron Dragon King. The steel and iron controlled by its will were affected by the magnetic field generated by the friction between the steel and iron, and by the force field manipulated by the magnetic field.

Although Iron Dragon Morton cannot be like the Dragon Emperor, who can use his brain's calculation ability and powerful mental will to capture and control every torque that he can perceive and manipulate at will, making it the same size as the Dragon Emperor.

Even though the torques of these millions or tens of millions of weak or strong force fields and magnetic fields are all different, the trajectory of motion at every instant needs to be grasped through massive calculations.

But Morton the Iron Dragon can still roughly control all these forces and guide their effects to their fullest extent.

These forces are the dragons ruled by Morton, the Iron Dragon!

Morton extended his dragon claw, grasping at the void, and ten directions of steel elements began to move and rub against each other.

Friction generates electricity, and electricity and fire rotate and flow in the magnetic field, forming a huge force field that orbits around each other in a magically calculated path.

Layer upon layer of magnetic and force fields covered the entire valley.

The rocks, soil, flames, and molten iron melted by Grus also began to rotate around the generated magnetic and force fields under Morton's will.

One after another, tornadoes began to form along the trajectories of magnetic and force fields, sweeping across the land.

The convergence of this invisible force even distorted the air, making Morton appear to many creatures as if he were stretching out his claws and pulling the space in front of him into wrinkles.

And so the Grus dragons in the sky and the countless monster warriors in the distance saw Grus, the king of the iron dragons, so powerful that few in the Mobel Wilderness could rival him, flap his burning iron wings and soar into the sky, as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption.

The roar emanating from the dragon's body, made of steel and fire, was like the terrifying echo of a volcanic eruption. The speed at which its body soared into the air was almost accompanied by explosive thunder, exceeding the limits of what ordinary creatures could perceive with the naked eye.

But the next second, the dragon king, reforged from iron and fire, crashed into layers of invisible yet tangible force fields, its momentum blocked by each layer.

Even the burning iron flames around the dragon were weakened and reversed by the infinite force and magnetic field, burying themselves deep into Grus's body from outside its surface.

Grus felt that the boundless power contained within his body had nowhere to be released, and even the space he flew through was collapsing and tearing at his impact speed under the invisible force.

“Face my power, Morton, do not use this weak power, face me,” Grus roared madly.

But even the defensive magic that Grus had cast on himself began to deform and break under these countless subtle pulling forces until it completely lost its effectiveness.

He felt his body falling uncontrollably, and even the dragon's elemental control and flight instincts could not withstand the pulling force.

Boom,
In the end, Grus's head broke through the last layer of force and magnetic fields and crashed into the claws of Morton, the iron dragon, who was waiting patiently with its claws outstretched.

Even though this powerful magic, which forcibly controls the entire region, alters the magnetic field, and generates a force field, puts a great burden on the Iron Dragon Morton, hot dragon blood began to seep from under its scales and drip from the sky.

But Morton the Iron Dragon still forcibly activated his magic, holding the head of Grus, whose vertical pupils were wide open and who was roaring repeatedly, under his claws.

Click, click, click,

An invisible force field, controlled by the will of the Iron Dragon Morton, squeezed towards the center, extinguishing the iron fire surrounding Grus.

The steel and iron that had been solidified by magic and transformed into the giant dragon-shaped armor outside of the Iron Dragon Grus's scales now became shackles and imprisonment on Grus's body.

The molten iron was stripped away by Morton's claws and transformed back into chains that pierced and bound the dragon's upper and lower jaws.

The scorching chains pierced Grus's jaw, causing the dragon to roar in agony, but the roar vanished instantly.

Countless steels melted again, turning into the finest metal particles under Morton's claws, which then gradually penetrated into the gaps in the iron dragon's scales and the pores of its skin.

When these metallic particles penetrated into Grus's body, they reformed themselves, transforming into ancient dragon runes that locked all the pathways and joints through which the dragon's blood flowed.

"You know nothing about power, with your barren brain!"

In the end, Morton utterly crushed Grouse.

Despite his bloodshot eyes, Morton seemed oblivious to the mental anguish. He lowered his head and said coldly, "If it weren't for the stability of my plan, would I allow a clown like you to bark like a wild dog in front of me!"

(End of this chapter)