Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 605 Great minds think alike
"Compared to that dragon, how many people in the universe today can truly be called king?"

The legendary King Aguna stood before the wide square, looked up, and sighed softly.

Behind Aguna, the stained glass windows on the dome of the cathedral were bathed in the slanting sunlight mixed with the faint blue smoke drifting from somewhere, casting mottled and fragmented golden and red light and shadows on the ground.

In front of Aguna stands the towering First Monument to the Imperial Heroes.

Before this enormous stone monument stood the soldiers of the Golden Empire, fully armored, heroic and majestic, standing like statues and moving like dragons.

The soldiers' metal boots rolled over the stone slabs of the large square, occasionally producing a dull creaking sound.

Aguna could even hear long, subtle breathing sounds coming from the speakers beneath the warriors' magical power armor, accompanied by a distinct metallic friction and roughness.

Whenever these warriors move their bodies, the subtle humming sound emanating from the joints of their magic-powered armor always carries an unstoppable sense of solidity, like the soft roar of a ferocious beast capable of crushing all obstacles.

Whether it's the emblem of glory engraved on the front of the magic-powered armor's breastplate or the shallow metal marks left all around the armor, it all indicates that these guys are no ordinary beings.

Even these powerful warriors, who faintly exuded spiritual energy, could not detect any trace of Aguna's presence.

Because Aguna is neither a physical entity nor a spiritual or mental form; it is almost nothing.

Even a high-ranking archmage who had risen to legendary status in the realm of the mind would not be able to sense Aguna's presence or aura here, let alone see him with the naked eye.

He was merely a passerby who had traveled a long way, bound for utter extinction, using the memories of the Dragon Emperor and the star symbol of the primordial goddess Ania.

He is the shadow of time, and a fragment of history, about to be completely integrated into the spacetime of this universe.

Those who experience time cannot perceive those who observe it; even the Time Dragon, capable of traversing the river of time, cannot see Aguna's shadow. This is a powerful ability rarely found even among legendary beings destined for greatness.

"Eternal glory to the imperial heroes who, over the past five years, dedicated themselves to the war effort and the defense of their homeland in this land of gold."

"Eternal glory to the imperial heroes who sacrificed their lives in the imperial wars of expansion and counterattack over the past fifty years;"

"From this point forward for hundreds or thousands of years, the heroes of the empire who sacrificed their lives in war to sweep away internal and external enemies, establish the independent and unified civilization of the Golden Empire, and for the freedom and happiness of all its citizens will be immortalized."

Aguna softly recited the inscription on the stele in front of him, then stopped.

Because beneath this inscription are countless names, the names of the many races and dragons of the Golden Empire, the names of fallen heroes.

"See my achievements,"

"Even you capable people will feel ashamed of yourselves!"

"His achievements are unparalleled, and even the strong are humbled..."

Aguna softly recited the inscription he had erected, then smiled slightly and said, "Compared to him, I am still at a disadvantage in this respect."

"A true king needs no self-praise; history will record his deeds."

"Gods are not eternal, power is not singular, and matter will eventually perish. So, can the spirit of civilization endure through the ages?"

Aguna looked up to the sky and sighed, "It's a pity I wasn't born in this era!"

The branches of the tree of life in the distance swayed, and a leaf was blown by the wind, swirling past the ancient legendary king, who reached out and gently picked it up between his fingers.

Aguna lowered his head, looked at the somewhat withered yellow leaf in his hand, and smiled slightly.

The ability to sense the coming of autumn from a single falling leaf might be a good quality for ordinary people, but for legendary beings, this keen premonition is an essential trait.

Most people in the world cannot distinguish the subtle differences among the many powerful and extraordinary beings.

Just like those priests and clerics who worship gods and honor the chief god to unleash divine magic, the most important thing is their faith and devotion to the gods, but their core ability comes from the powerful perception of those priests and clerics.

The stronger one's perception, the easier it is for priests and clerics to advance their abilities accordingly.

The prerequisite for the core competence of high-ranking mages lies in their wisdom; at the very least, only those with high intelligence and high IQ can successfully navigate the path of a mage.

However, the path of a mage is far more difficult than that of a priest or priest, requiring not only wisdom but also a high level of perception.

In the path of the mage, many great mages who are proficient in illusion attribute their charm to their faith, because in the eyes of these wise beings, charm does not come from mere physical appearance.

This is also why the Dragon Emperor was able to use the combined power of all the kings to manipulate illusions and influence the God of Quantum.

The self-confidence of the Dragon Emperor and the kings of the Northern Lands is the driving force behind their powerful will, and also one of the fundamental factors that allows legendary beings to distort the present world with their will.

Those who do not accept themselves will not be accepted by the world.

In the eyes of the ancient legendary king Aguna, the rules of the Golden Empire and even the northern continent of the world of Ekania 'recognize' that dragon king, the emperor of dragons.

"Even the fallen leaves in the wind are telling me that a great king has been born in this world,"

Aguna's figure slowly dissipated, scattering along with the falling leaves in his hand, mingling with the dust.

"Unfortunately, I will not live to see the moment he spread my star order across the sky. His great work was unfinished, but my legacy will live on forever!"

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The ancient golden dragon Garo Ramsay climbed the mountain with heavy steps. The high and wide stone steps would normally not have required any effort from a powerful ancient dragon, but for Garo Ramsay now, they were quite strenuous.

Having all his power and bloodline sealed by the Dragon Emperor's powerful magic, Gallo Ramsey not only lost his instinct to roam the skies, but his once-powerful body became extremely weak due to the life-burning magic he had used.

But the feeling of weakness was nothing compared to the complex emotions within this ancient dragon.

Gallo Ramsey originally thought that even though he was not valued in the Golden Empire, he might still be able to occupy a considerable niche because of his status.

However, he still underestimated his importance to the empire. He had been there for several months, and not a single dragon had ever approached him.

Even among the former powerful figures in the south, few would take the initiative to contact him.

Only the ancient silver dragon, Illusion Fuller, would occasionally come to visit his former companions during his vacations.

Gallo Ramsey thus enjoyed a rather long period of 'leisure' in this empire, and thus saw many things beyond stereotypes.

Gallo Ramsey slowly realized that the collapse of the once-powerful Southern Dragon Alliance was, in fact, inevitable. This feeling was especially pronounced when the ancient golden dragon occasionally looked up at the massive projection of the dead sun floating behind the Dragon King's court, and saw hundreds of young mages hurrying up beside him.

To be honest, the number of magicians he had encountered in the Golden Empire over the past few months, whether weak or powerful, was almost greater than the total number of magicians he had seen in his nearly thousand years of life.

Those seemingly ordinary magicians in the Golden Empire are also outstanding talents who have emerged from various academies of this empire.

Those mages who were assigned to various agencies and research departments of the Imperial Government and Legion offices after completing their studies were also legends in their respective towns and villages.

His understanding of this became even clearer after he traveled through hundreds of cities and towns in the Golden Empire.

That's why Gallo Ramsey climbed the mountain after seeing such a huge change suddenly occur in the Dragon Court.

This ancient golden dragon has begun to believe that the Golden Empire can be defeated and controlled by others.

The one who can defeat the Golden Empire and control this civilization must be a dragon.

Gallo Ramsey did not want such a civilized nation to be destroyed by other unexpected factors.

Unfortunately, the ancient golden dragon, now lacking the extra power, could not climb the mountain as quickly as ordinary mages empowered by magic. By the time he reached the Dragon King's Court, the vast courtyard in front of the court had already become deserted.

Only a few large dragons stopped here to talk.

Gallo Ramsey saw the once mighty demigod dragon Phyllis Tiamat conversing with the Imperial Silver Dragon Queen, Chris Tiana.

Beside these two female dragons were the red dragon Kleinaya and the green dragon Ellie.

Centered around these female dragons, the other large dragons of the Gogmora dragon herd gathered together in a relaxed atmosphere, which dispelled the slight worry in the heart of this ancient golden dragon that it was unwilling to admit.

However, no dragon was willing to pay any attention to the golden dragon; they all treated it as if it didn't exist.

Although Gallo Ramsey sensed the dragons' aversion to him, he didn't care and slowly walked through the dragons, stopping near the center of the group in front of the royal court.

The proud female dragon Kleinaya ignored the ancient golden dragon, and the green dragon Ellie paid no attention to him either.

As for the demigod female dragon Phyllis Tiamat, she held her head high and looked sideways.

Although this female dragon did not bear any formal authority, after a brief battle to subdue the southern dragons, she gradually gained the recognition of the Gogmora dragon pack and was acknowledged by many dragon kings.

Especially her proposals at the subsequent Council of Kings made Phyllis's voice in imperial politics not to be underestimated, and she began to gain some weight.

Gallo Ramsey believes that perhaps in the future, when another powerful figure emerges among the metal dragons, this demigod female dragon will be given certain important specific functions by the Imperial Emperor.

And now, the power of the comet prince Orpheus is influenced by the power of this female dragon.

Of course, this is also because the golden dragon was observing from the sidelines of the imperial political arena, which allowed it to gain a simple understanding of the dragon emperor's political style.

"Lord Ramsey, it is rare to see you willingly come to the royal court,"

Only Chris, the Silver Dragon Commander of the Empire, was willing to take the initiative to greet this golden dragon.

Chris, now surrounded by dragons, naturally no longer maintained her humanoid form, but instead reverted to her noble and holy silver dragon form.

Even the silver dragon, having regained its true dragon form, appeared more maternal and divine in the eyes of the ancient golden dragon.

This pleased Gallo Ramsey somewhat, since Chris Tiana was born a metal dragon, and it would be even better if the offspring Chris bore for the Dragon Emperor in the future also inherited the bloodline and appearance of a metal dragon.

So the golden dragon nodded politely, then stretched out its front paws and pointed to the black sun, the Death Star, hanging high above the heads of the dragons.

Although this giant dead star of the sun is only a projection, the pressure of being under its projection is terrifying, as if the dead star overhead could topple over and crush you at any moment.

"This huge commotion piqued my curiosity, so I came to visit,"

Ramsey bared his dark fangs and asked in a deep voice, "I know some of the rules of the Golden Empire. If it involves any secrets, I don't need to ask any further."

"But this dangerous thing hangs above the Dragon King's court, and could cause unimaginable destruction at any time."

Silver Dragon grinned, revealing his fangs, and said, "Lord Ramsey need not worry. If there is any danger, the Emperor will naturally appear. The fact that he has not appeared to warn us proves that this thing is still under our control."

“I’m still here,”

Phyllis Tiamat glanced sideways at the ancient golden dragon with her vertical pupils and said calmly.

Gallo Ramsey paused slightly, but he knew that the female dragon's arrogance was not directed at him. Even among the Goggmora dragon herd, Phyllis Tiamat was known for her haughty attitude.

"In that case, I have no more curiosity."

The ancient golden dragon said softly, "On my way here, I saw hundreds of mages hurriedly climbing the mountain, and I thought something major had happened."

"It's not about that,"

Silver dragon Chris chuckled softly, then looked at the lazy, coiled red dragon Kleinaya. The two female dragons exchanged glances, achieving a brief communication in silence.

So Chris spoke again, saying, "It's for something else."

"During his exploration of something, the emperor stumbled upon the remains of some powerful creatures that had died long ago, including the remains of ancient dragons and Titans,"

"But the remains of the ancient dragons and Titans have been corrupted and transformed by the power of some terrifying evil gods. The pollution is too severe to be directly recovered, so these mages are researching how to remove the pollution from the power of evil gods."

In fact, although ancient dragons like Gallo Ramsey may not have seen beings like evil gods in person, they were never completely unaware of them.

"Contamination by an evil god?"

Gallo Ramsey frowned, his dark scales furrowing, and questioned with some displeasure, "As far as I know, the Golden Empire has already taken control of the Forsaken Mountains, and there should be quite a few evil giants in that region."

"These evil giants are best at worshipping evil gods as the source of their magic. You should find these evil giants to resolve this matter."

"The evil giants, because they resisted the imperial order and actively attacked the imperial settlements, have long been wiped out by the imperial legions," said the red dragon Kleinaya indifferently, her tone as light as if she had crushed a mosquito.

"There are no evil giants left in the Northern Continent! Their bones have been exposed to the wind and sun for decades!"

(End of this chapter)