Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 123 Encounter
Even after figuring out the opponent's mechanism, Loren was still helpless against this cunning thing.

"Based on this guy's mechanics, if I directly reseal him and then remove the four elemental seals from the initial land outside, he won't have this kind of spatial attack next time we fight..."

While dodging the attacks, Loren continued to ponder.

According to the talkative brass dragon, it was only necessary to seal itself away and enter this primordial land the first time it was to allow this pile of pseudo-active materials to aggregate.

If I seal it away now and leave, then the battle with this guy can take place in a pure consciousness space.

By then, it shouldn't be so easy for him to use vibrations to pry open space.

After all, the principle behind the opponent's slash was to take advantage of the special nature of this initial land, and this damned place, the initial land, was a place he wouldn't be coming back to often, and it also had its share of problems.

As a sealing spell, the Four Elements Seal only requires a missing element to be destroyed from the outside, but its internal strength is far superior to that of the outside.

Even if Loren were the spellcaster, untying it would require a certain amount of missing elements, and he would also need to peel away the tangled elements bit by bit from the inside, which would be extremely time-consuming.

In addition, according to the records in the Dragon's Legacy, because the boundary between spirit and matter is blurred, the more one enters and exits the initial land, the more blurred the boundaries of one's own existence seem to become.

Repeatedly entering this place will cause some loss of the organism's existence. What exactly will be lost is still unclear, but it is indeed written in the inherited memories of this spell that one should not repeatedly enter the initial place.

You can ignore what the old dragons say, but you still have to listen to this kind of advice.

"So, should we give up on this one and choose a better approach, such as putting the battlefield in the mental realm?"

From the perspective of the monks, of course they should do it this way.

Since the opponent has taken advantage of the terrain and their combat skills are far superior to yours, but you have a powerful means to counter their terrain advantage, what are you waiting for? To die?
That monster, as a pseudo-active entity capable of existing within high-level magic crystal blocks, had reached heights far exceeding its current level.

Even without those slashes, he still didn't know how to deal with that terrifyingly sharp blade light.

Perhaps the only way is to kite him and kill him by casting spells from a distance.

The monster still held its four limbs high, constantly emitting a buzzing sound.

Slashes swept across the starting point, and the little red dragon struggled to defend itself, desperately trying to escape.

The outcome of the battle seems quite obvious.

"But since I'm not going to die, why should I end it now?"

"Anyway, once I've refined this thing of yours, I can use it to self-destruct, right?"

The little red dragon grinned maliciously, and its eyes flashed with crazy golden flames.

Ancient and vast dragon language began to resound, and Loren ignited a large amount of magic in the environment, transforming it into raging flames that clung to the red dragon's body.

"Let's practice first! I'll use myself!"

Almost instantly, the red dragon's body temperature rose rapidly, and a high-energy magical reaction quickly took place within its body.

Faced with this scene, several slashes that tore through space appeared, and Loren flapped his wings and rushed towards his opponent.

This wasn't some sophisticated spell; it was simply gathering magical power, compressing it, and controlling it to prevent an explosion.

Because precise manipulation is not required, the magical reaction will still occur and the explosion will still happen, regardless of whether the opponent destroys the spell's structure or cuts the charging little red dragon into several pieces.

A fiery dragon, burning fiercely and intensely hot, swooped down from the horizon.

"Come on, let me see what other cards you have up your sleeve?"

The dragon's eyes were filled with madness as it swooped down, and several slashes tore apart parts of its body, causing dragon blood to gush out, which only made the fire burn even more fiercely.

If the other side can take advantage of the terrain, why can't we?

Just because it's old, just because it was once a powerful force, and now only a few remnants remain, it shows that the strong cannot be humiliated and the strong cannot be defeated.
Stop trying to make your Dragon Lord laugh. If you're going to die, then die properly!

When the little red dragon was less than three meters away from the monster, and at his current diving speed it would be almost instantaneous, a flash of cold light was about to appear. The opponent's knife was fast, but Loren's reaction was even faster.

He never even considered accumulating enough energy before self-destructing.

That monster's past strength and vision surpassed mine. If that's the case, it must have seen, or even defeated, a move like self-destruction.

The opponent is a high-level player; he's a master, and he has his own predictions.

I'm a newbie, a young red dragon who's only been around for twenty years, and I have my own way of fighting.

Before the blade flashed, Loren's self-destruction had already begun.

As creatures naturally imbued with magical power, the immense energy contained within the flesh and blood of dragons is ignited in a high-energy magical reaction. Explosive flames erupt from the center, rising into a massive mushroom cloud that seems poised to incinerate everything.

"Phew, that felt good."

Not far from the explosion, the little red dragon's figure coalesced again. As a red dragon, he was quite satisfied with the explosion he had created. This was probably the most powerful explosive device he could create at his age. After all, it was risky, and he could only have some fun here.

"You're all crazy, you're all crazy..."

Loren paused for a moment. Did he hear someone else's voice here?

Two flashes of light dispersed the smoke and dust from the explosion.

Appearing before Loren was a creature with a humanoid face, a tall stature, thin, insect-like wings on its back, and wielding two sharp blades. It possessed distinct arthropod details and had an unusual beauty.

"you are?"

Loren was somewhat surprised and uncertain.

He can accept that the monster is still alive, and he can accept that the other party has entered the second phase, but isn't the change in your second phase a bit too drastic?

It directly activates intelligence and allows for human transformation!
"Based on what I've learned from you, it should be similar to metamorphosis in insects, right?"

The creature tilted its head and spoke softly to the red dragon before it.

"Surprised, aren't you? How could such a harsh environment and chaotic rules as my hometown possibly give birth to a group of intelligent and heritable organisms like me?"

As she spoke, she reminisced, but did not attack the red dragon, because it would be pointless.

Her lifespan in this form is very short; it was designed to leave behind a legacy and memories.

This is the price non-divine beings pay for possessing intelligence in the place where she lives—born in the morning and dying at dusk, but it is worth it.

The creature opposite, whose race is red dragons, does not die in this place.

All he needs to do is set up the seal, and the next time he comes in, he will already be dead.

The outcome of this battle is already decided; the moment he was forced into birth, he had already won. It's better to chat with him and truly learn more about this world.

The memories and knowledge she obtained from the other party were not genuine enough, after all, she still had to suppress the other beings within her body that wanted to separate, and the time was simply too short.

But it's wonderful that the legendary stable world actually exists...

Her hometown...

Loren glanced at the guy; clearly, this guy wasn't a native of the Ellen world.

But she is also a pseudo-active remnant of a high-level magic crystal block. So, perhaps the truth about the birth of a high-level magic crystal block lies within her?

"I really didn't expect that. May I learn more about the state of your world?"

Loren asked a question, and after giving Loren a strange look, the other party continued to explain to the little red dragon.

"I don't really know what's so interesting about that vanished place—the disordered rules, the strange chaos, all sorts of weird creatures with no intelligence but only instinct."

"Only by becoming a god-like being in your world can one possess self-awareness and stabilize space. Tell me about your world, though. Is it really possible that your world will undergo earth-shattering changes in the next moment?"

"The seawater suddenly turns into lava, ice blocks bigger than mountains fall from the sky, or one's own clan's god is suddenly eaten by another?"

"None of these things will happen, right?"

The man stared intently at Loren, waiting for the little red dragon's reply.

Loren remained silent for a moment, the golden flames in his dragon eyes flickering slightly.

He was processing the astonishing information contained in the words of this otherworldly creature: a world of chaotic rules and precarious existence.
Also, what does "a world that has vanished" mean?
Did this world disappear on its own, or...?

Loren thought of the otherworldly feeling of the wilderness.

Some of this new knowledge overturned his understanding of the world, and also led him to some speculations about high-level magic crystal blocks.

A completely chaotic and disordered world, even more disordered than the abyss, could only exist in a world outside of the realm created by the gods.

The world of Elron was created and born from the endless void by beings above the gods.

His will determined that the essence of the Elren world was idealism, but at the same time, it also had a certain basic order and rules.

All current power systems are built upon the illusory tower of the divine will.

If any deity is displeased, both gods and mortals are doomed.

In fact, many high-level beings have believed that the disappearance of the gods in the world of Elren was the work of the supreme god.

However, attributing it to a god above a god perfectly resolves the issue as a conspiracy theory that doesn't require logical support.

After all, the supreme god can theoretically do anything.

Logically speaking, this simply doesn't make sense.

Because there was absolutely no motive.

What are the gods? To the highest god, these guys are just stewards of his house, responsible for doing the work and making the house more pleasant. Appointing or dismissing them is a matter of a moment, but why would he make them disappear?
Why do you do that?

This is the core issue.

Since the birth of the world of Elron, although that god has not interfered much, no god has ever dared to challenge Him. So why did He do this?
Loren's mind raced, but seeing the otherworldly creature's compound eyes staring intently at him, he finally nodded and answered its question.

“Yes, the world of Ellen is relatively stable. Well, in our world, at least within my knowledge, the situations you described... usually don’t happen.”

"The ocean is still the ocean. There will be storms and volcanic eruptions, but it won't suddenly turn into lava. What falls from the sky is rain and snow, not icebergs. Well, unless there are high-level professionals fighting, that's generally how it is."

"Here, the sun and moon rise and set, the seasons change, and all sorts of intelligent creatures roam. In short, compared to the place you described, this is a relatively stable world."

"so good……"

The otherworldly creature listened quietly, its thin wings trembling slightly, as if sensing the stability described in Loren's words—a stability that seemed like a myth to it.

A fleeting hint of envy and sadness crossed her insect-like compound eyes, but it was only for a moment.

"May I know why you appeared in that high-level magic crystal? Are there other beings like you in the other high-level magic crystals?"

Loren seized the opportunity to ask, hoping to find out the truth directly.

"I'm sorry, my lifespan is too short, so I don't know exactly how I ended up there..."

The otherworldly creature shook its head, then continued speaking.
"What I can tell you is that most of the creatures here do not have their own consciousness. Many of their auras are something my race has never sensed or recorded. All I know is that none of them have reached the level of gods, so they do not possess intelligence."

"They're probably just guys who rely on instinct to exist and live, not worth mentioning. After all, you possess the wisdom and memory that only gods can have."

"That's it..."

Upon hearing this, Loren shook his head. This otherworldly creature had given him a bit too much knowledge; he needed to take a break.

Hmm, let's talk about something else, like their race and abilities?

"Do you know about the ability to use vibrations and the sword light that you used when you fought me before? That vibration ability is your racial talent, right? Just like this abnormal growth?"

"Yes, this is how our people communicate and transmit information in our homeland. In order to cope with the changes in the world, we can use vibrations to transmit information in various mediums, which has led to the development of many special abilities. As for that blade light, it is an ability that evolved after our ancestor bestowed his authority and wisdom upon us. In fact, it is used to break open the pupa of this body..."

"To cope with potential environmental changes, our first form has very high support strength, allowing it to survive even major disasters..."

"If you need it, as a gift for helping me resolve my doubts, I can leave you my swordplay and demonstrate my swordsmanship. I think you would need it, wouldn't you?"

"This……"

Upon hearing this, Loren hesitated. After all, they had only met briefly and were not yet at the point of mutual trust, but he was indeed very envious of the other party's move.

He's incredibly handsome, after all!

"Please don't worry, my lifespan is very short and I will soon disappear. With the level of development in your world, you can easily find out if I have left any backup plans."

The otherworldly creature smiled, its expression devoid of sorrow, only displaying a sense of resignation as if it were the only way.

"I haven't asked your name yet."

Little Red Dragon asked earnestly.

"I'm sorry, our clan hasn't developed to the point where we have our own names yet. We usually distinguish ourselves by the frequency of our vibrations. If you need, you can call our clan the Vibration Clan, and you can just call me Sound."

(End of this chapter)