Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 556 Dragon Qi Bomb Destroys the Floating City, Everything is Thriving (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
One week later, on the Ryan Plateau.

Garros sat atop the Dragon Court, with the iron dragon Sorog standing beside him, reporting on the results of negotiations with the Holden Empire.

"The terms have been basically agreed upon."

"Iron Dragon said."

Galos nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.

Sorog raised his dragon claw, and a fist-sized gem lay quietly in his palm.

It is a deep black color with a rough surface covered with fine natural patterns, like some kind of ancient runes or the veins of blood vessels.

"As agreed, they paid a deposit first."

"It's this Power Gem."

Galos's gaze fell on the gemstone, and he squinted to examine it for a moment.

"Formed from the sediment of the primordial wild god?"

“I’ve heard that so.” Sorog handed him the gem. “I’ve examined it repeatedly, and it’s definitely a good piece. Holden’s men didn’t try anything funny in this matter.”

Galos accepted the gem.

The gem was warm to the touch, and a faint but continuous pulse emanated from its depths, like something alive breathing. He held the gem in his palm, his eyes slightly narrowed, feeling the power flowing into his body.

The power is rising.

He didn't show much change on the surface, but he could definitely feel his power growing.

A moment later, Garos opened his eyes and looked at Sorog: "About thirty percent. How much of an increase does it provide for you?"

"That's also 30%."

Tie Long replied.

Upon hearing this, Galos was slightly taken aback, then his eyes turned serious.

The same proportion?
This shows that, within itself, it has not yet reached its limit.

Even if I have already broken through to the Grand rank, will I still be able to obtain this 30% boost? If so, it means that the upper limit of this gem is extremely high, and the energy contained within it is unfathomable.

"Holden's men explained how to use it."

Sorog continued, "If you swallow it directly, the amplification can increase to at least 60% in a short time. However, that would consume it all at once, so it's better to wear it and let it flow slowly."

Galos toyed with the gem in his hand and asked, "What else did they say?"

"Also, regarding the properties of the raw stone."

Tie Long pondered for a moment, then carefully crafted his words, “They have done their research and can basically conclude that if a large number of the same type of raw stones can be collected, it will inevitably produce some incredible effect.”

"As for what the effect will be, they themselves can't say for sure."

"In addition, they mentioned something else." Sorog paused and said, "The Empire previously tried to gain new power by collecting Primal Stones, but unfortunately, there were too few Primal Stones on the continent of Atlanta. Even if all the mountains were hollowed out, there wouldn't be many, and it wouldn't achieve the effect they wanted."

"Then, they turned their gaze to the abyss."

Does collecting large quantities of the same type produce incredible results?
Galos pondered to himself.

Summon Shenron?
It's probably not that simple.

If too much of this substance, which is formed from the blood of the Arajin, is gathered together, the probability of it attracting danger is probably even higher.

He shook his head slightly, not delving into the matter further.

I only have one rough stone here, which is far from enough to produce a large quantity, so I don't need to worry about it too much for now.

"What about the other conditions?"

"The rest of their promises will only be fulfilled after you've made at least one purchase."

Sorog reported, "The legendary items, the black oil concentration technology, the complete blueprints for the fourth-generation Cloud Engine... are all coming up. They will be delivered gradually once everything is settled."

As he spoke, Tie Long took out a disc-shaped prop.

"This is a communication tool they left behind. They said it was made of special materials and could transmit messages across space and planes without interference. If a floating city is about to go out of control, they will notify you through this tool immediately."

Galos took it, examined it carefully for a few moments, and then put it away.

Tie Long, standing on the southern horizon, asked, "Holden has been making quite a few moves lately. Do you think it might be in preparation for an even greater danger?"

Galos nodded: "That's possible."

"However, in any case, we still need to be prepared for both possibilities. We should continue developing the Middle-earth Continent and not stop developing the Immortal Wilderness. If the situation worsens, we will at least have a way out."

"Understood." Sorog nodded. "I'll make the arrangements right away."

time flies.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and the seasons change.

As time went by, the Kingdom of Aura entered an unprecedented stage of development.

The development of the northern border of Central Earth is progressing steadily.

The first pioneering teams established a foothold in the Qinghe Valley and built three permanent settlements.

Mines began to produce resources, forests began to be cleared, and farmland began to be harvested. The resources transported back from the Central Plains every year filled the royal city's warehouses to the brim, and even the officials in charge of inventory complained that they didn't have enough manpower.

But this is just the beginning.

The second batch, the third batch... the number of pioneering teams is increasing.

With a large number of people and good equipment, they occupied an ever-expanding territory and seized more and more resources. The banner of Aura was planted on one new piece of land after another.

Meanwhile, the development of the Fairy Wilderness has not stopped.

The area of ​​the verdant countryside has expanded several times over, with new settlements spreading along the river.

The spirits continued to live happily.

Centaur cavalry patrolled the border daily, their hooves thundering; the fruits on the evil elves' side grew increasingly ripe; and other elf settlements were slowly accepting the presence of the Aura garrison.

This place is becoming a true backup base.

If the situation in the material world deteriorates, we are ready to accept our citizens who have been evacuated from various places.

Aura's population is also growing.

The policy to lift birth restrictions has been in effect for some time, and its effects are beginning to show.

In the various cities of Aura, the number of cubs has increased significantly. Cubs of various races play and frolic together, receive a unified education, and grow up together.

And changes are happening in places we can't see.

In a dream.

Red Iron Dragon's aura surged as he engaged in a fierce battle with his imaginary enemy.

He found pleasure in this and used it to hone his combat skills.

"The left side! There's an opening on the left!"

"Wow, that was a beautiful claw!"

"Yes, yes, that's it—wow, you've torn that enemy in half!"

Serol lay lazily on her cloud bed, chin resting on her paws, watching as Garros cheered whenever he landed a beautiful blow.

Garos ignored her chatter and continued to focus on the battle.

Every pounce, every bite, every tail whip—it strives for perfection.

After fighting for a while, Serol also got interested, jumped off the cloud bed, and joined the battle.

The two have become accustomed to this way of getting along.

Sometimes, just as Garros fell asleep, he would find himself in a dream world. Serol would always arrive first, sometimes lying on a cloud bed reading, sometimes playing with the fish in the stream, and sometimes simply falling asleep, only waking up when Garros arrived.

The two exist on different real-world continents.

But in dreams, they are almost inseparable.

And so, five years passed.

Since the third floating city was stopped from falling and crashing to the ground, no new floating cities have continued to fall in the past five years.

Some carefree humans have begun to forget about the invasion of the Abyss and have returned to their peaceful lives.

Only those who are truly in the know understand that the calm is only temporary.

"Level 11 Black Oil Crystal..."

Galos held a newly formed black oil crystal, examining it for a few moments. Its color was darker than the previous ones, and its surface had an oily sheen. It felt heavy in his claws.

He put it in his mouth and swallowed it.

call!
It felt like a raging fire was burning inside my stomach.

His body instantly became active, his blood flow accelerated, his muscles felt energized, and every scale opened slightly, radiating waves of heat.

Exercising under these conditions will greatly improve efficiency.

"Oh, this is the wonderful feeling."

The dragon shook its head and let out a pleasant groan.

As he grew stronger, his requirements for the purity of black oil crystals also increased, but the crystallization technology of the Kingdom of Aura once reached a bottleneck and could not produce crystals of higher purity.

He hadn't felt this pumping sensation all over his body in a long time.

Fortunately, Aura obtained more advanced crystallization technology from Holden, and not long ago, the new refining facility was completed and put into operation, finally enabling the production of eleventh-grade black oil crystals.

Galos took a deep breath, his aura surging, preparing to train intensively for a period of time.

But at that moment, he paused.

Then, he took Holden's communication device out of his spatial storage.

Here comes the news.

The circular prop flashed with red light and emitted a piercing sound, like an alarm. Under Galos's gaze, a straight red beam of light appeared, pointing directly to the southern horizon.

He picked up the prop and glanced at it.

The light was steady and its direction was clear.

"It's finally here."

Galos muttered to himself.

He raised his head, his gaze following the red light. Under the gaze of the Eye of Truth, his vision began to zoom in and out infinitely, piercing through the clouds and through space, landing on a distant, floating city. The city was far away and protected by a magic array, so he couldn't see any specific details of its interior.

But judging from its general outline, it is not tilted yet.

"Is it about to get out of control? It looks normal right now."

He didn't hesitate for long.

Since Holden has sent a signal, it means the situation has become so urgent that he needs to take action.

Garus gazed at the distant floating city and raised his dragon claws.

The dragon's arms bulged with muscles, and the space in front of its claws began to twist and crack, tearing fissures at a visible speed, like ripping apart a tattered curtain.

This is Garus's "teleportation spell".

As long as he can see clearly, he can tear through space with his Destroyer Claws and arrive directly there. Over the years, he has practiced this ability repeatedly and now he is quite proficient in using it.

Given time, he may be able to travel to any dimension using his claws.

Before long, the rift grew large enough to accommodate the body of a dragon.

Galos leaped in.

The next moment, he appeared high in the sky near the floating city.

This time, Galos saw it clearly.

The floating city was trembling slightly.

Countless runes flickered on the surface of the city, like candle flames about to go out. In some places, tiny cracks had appeared, from which purple abyssal energy seeped out and condensed into strange shapes in the air.

But he soon noticed something.

Although things are spiraling out of control, there are hardly any people in the city...

In the vast city, only empty buildings and streets remain. The once bustling markets are deserted, the once noisy residential areas are silent, and the solemn palaces are tightly shut.

The people of this city had evacuated ahead of schedule.

When the first two floating cities fell, the people inside didn't have time to escape. They crashed to the ground along with the cities, either being smashed to pieces in the impact or swallowed by the abyss as the fissures opened.

But Holden evacuated this one ahead of time.

Galos's eyes narrowed slightly.

"We've stabilized."

He said in a low voice.

This means that Holden was able to detect the severe erosion of the abyss in advance and had enough time to organize the evacuation of personnel. In a sense, he had gained a foothold and was no longer as helpless as he had been at the beginning.

Galos composed himself and looked at the floating city once more.

It has towering towers, continuous buildings, wide squares, and crisscrossing streets, but at this moment, all the buildings are empty, and the wind blows through the deserted city, making a mournful sound.

Only the energy of the abyss is churning.

Purple light seeped from the cracks throughout the city, growing thicker and stronger.

They were like living things, flowing between buildings and spreading through streets, trying to devour the entire city. Wherever they passed, stones changed color, metal corroded, and everything presented a bizarre distortion.

At the same time, the tremors throughout the city gradually increased in amplitude and tilted at an angle.

Some of the previously stable towers began to sway, and larger cracks began to appear in sturdy buildings.

This is a sign that a fall is imminent.

Galos took a deep breath.

His body began to change.

Three heads appeared, and six arms stretched out, each arm bulging with muscles, and dragon claws as sharp as knives.

Golden lightning and crimson flames ignited simultaneously, swirling and intertwining around him. The fiery red edges of his scales became even more vibrant, and lotus-like patterns spread across the scales, as if flames were burning.

Combat mode.

The three heads exhaled simultaneously, and the six giant claws compressed the dragon's breath and energy, slowly closing towards their chests.

Dragon's breath, dragon's energy.

They fused, compressed, and sublimated between the claws, turning from fiery red to dark red, and then from dark red to deep black, so thick that they seemed to devour all light, and the surrounding space began to distort and deform.

Just then, the city began to fall.

At first it was very slow, almost imperceptible, then it got faster and faster, the acceleration causing the entire city to roar uncontrollably.

The building began to collapse, the tower tilted and cracked, and rubble and debris fell in droves, carrying purple energy streams as they crashed down onto the earth.

Some abyssal creatures emerged from the cracks, but before they could adapt to the material world, they fell down along with the rubble.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Galos's gaze sharpened.

The six giant arms thrust forward simultaneously, and the spheres of destruction from their claws shot out, striking the suspended city squarely.

In that instant, the world lost its color and fell into complete silence.

boom!
A burst of light erupted.

It expanded rapidly, engulfing the enormous floating city entirely.

All the cracked structures, the abyssal energy flowing within them, the demons flying out from the tiny fissures, the cloud engines deeper within.
Everything was swallowed up by the light and vanished into nothingness.

The shockwave spread in all directions, sweeping away the clouds and making the sky clear and transparent, like a giant sapphire.

However, faint black cracks were visible, traces of the space not yet fully healed after it shattered.

They stretch across the sky like cracks in glass or scars on a canvas, healing at a visible speed.

When the light faded, the floating city was gone.

Nothing was left behind.

There was only an empty sky and the gradually dissipating heat.

The dragon hovered in the air, its three heads simultaneously surveying their surroundings.

He looked at the other floating cities, which were still quietly suspended in the air, but now they no longer seemed like swords hanging overhead.

Galos took a deep breath, and his aura slowly subsided.

The three heads merged into one, the six arms retracted, and it returned to its normal dragon form.

"finished."

He whispered, then tore through space and returned to the Ryan Plateau.

In the following days, congratulatory invitations arrived like snowflakes.

The congratulatory message from the Holden Empire arrived first.

The wording was respectful and the tone sincere. The speaker thanked the Red Emperor for saving the situation and promised that the subsequent rewards would be delivered as soon as possible, including legendary items, complete information on black oil concentration technology, and all the blueprints for the fourth-generation Cloud Engine.

Congratulatory messages from other kingdoms also arrived one after another.

Some were formally worded, some were enthusiastic, and some were simple and sincere, but they all expressed respect and gratitude to the Red Emperor.

Time continued to pass.

Not long after the fourth floating city went out of control, another floating city went out of control.

However, it was also defeated by the Red Emperor in the air, making it difficult to land and take shape, and no large cracks were formed.

The process is the same: the communication device lights up, a red light points the way, and Garus tears through space to arrive, completely destroying the floating city before it falls.

Time continued to flow, and year after year passed.

After the fifth floating city was destroyed, the demons seemed to realize that it was all in vain and gradually gave up.

After a long time, no more news of the floating city going out of control came.

Holden gradually stabilized the situation.

Their floating city still hovers in the sky, but it is no longer as precarious as before.

As for the other small and medium-sized fissures, they were also wiped out by the joint efforts of the nations and no longer occur frequently. The rapid reaction forces formed by the various nations are on standby at any time, and will immediately go to suppress them once a new fissure is discovered.

Meanwhile, new news has also arrived from the distant continent of Aurotara.

The elven moon of Nausir shone with an unprecedented brilliance.

It illuminated the entire city of Aurotara, and even distant Atlantis was as bright as day. The light pierced through the clouds, through the forests, and through all obstacles, converging and, together with the immortals of the elves, locking onto an orc demigod.

Then, the orc demigod died.

In the light of the Elven Moon, he died by the sword of the Nausir Immortal.

This loss is far too great.

Even with the orcs' frenzy, they had no choice but to slow their offensive, and the fighting subsided slightly.

Suddenly, the level of chaos in Bernardo stopped rising and even began to decline.

It's as if the storm has passed.

Everything is getting better and thriving.

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　I recommend a book (Good Brother, Don't Use Me for Soul Training).

　　[Day 1 of the journey]

　　I suspect I've transmigrated into a martial arts/cultivation world. The original owner was a simpleton with top-tier soul cultivation talent. The old alchemist who took me in said he'd make me his last disciple, but I have a feeling this old man is planning to possess me.
　　No rush, I'll play along and see how I turn around and take him down.

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　　[Day 2 of the journey]

　　What do you mean by "you need to refine a human pill for me to eat"?
　　When I arrived at the alchemy room, I found that the ingredients for the human pill were my two buddies from before I transmigrated.

　　It turns out I'm a time-traveling superior being.

　　Some people start their journey as apprentices, while others start as fuel.

(End of this chapter)