Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

The two-legged fire dragon immediately realized the problem.

Although their intelligence wasn't as high as the red dragon's, it wasn't low either, and they immediately changed their strategy.

It extinguished its flames, emitted a sharp screech, and began to swoop down from all directions, preparing to use its sharp claws and powerful wings for close-range attacks.

The man in the gray robes seemed to have been waiting for this moment.

As the fire dragons approached, the muscles in his arms suddenly bulged, and even through his robe, one could feel the burst of power.

Then grab the dragon's tail, use yourself as the axis, and swing the unconscious fire dragon like a chain ball!

The howling wind turned into a terrifying wail!

A two-legged fire dragon weighing several tons was as light as a feather in his hands, and was swung into a huge, howling "meteor hammer"!

The first fire dragon to swoop down was hit head-on by this terrifying "Dragon Meteor Hammer," its bones shattering with a clear, loud crack, and it screamed as it was sent flying backward at an even faster speed.

Then came the second one, the third one... The gray-robed man precisely controlled the trajectory of his swings, bringing this heavy "weapon" to its fullest potential.

It's like smashing a heavy bowling ball into a neat row of pins!

Bang, bang, bang! A series of impacts rang out, and a "dragon rain" suddenly fell from the sky. The fire dragons, dazed and disoriented from being hit, fell to the ground with broken bones and limbs, howling in pain.

In just one round, a large number of the fire dragons that tried to get close were wiped out.

The remaining few were terrified and hastily increased their distance, circling in fear in the air, no longer daring to approach easily.

They finally realized that this seemingly silent freak possessed a terrifying brute force that they could not comprehend.

This is an enemy they absolutely cannot defeat!

Without needing to communicate, the surviving fire dragons changed direction, emitting rapid and distinctive sharp hisses, and desperately flew towards the cave above the crater where the red dragons lived.

They need to ask the real "King" to deal with this invader!

Seeing this, the man in the gray robe finally released his grip.

The unfortunate fire dragon, used as a weapon, was charred black and had multiple fractures, and fell to the ground with a "thud," barely alive.

He stood quietly in place, his dark golden pupils gazing at the top of the volcano, as if patiently waiting for the protagonist to appear, indifferent to the wailing fire dragons and the burning environment around him.

Before long, a roar that was far deeper, more majestic, and more oppressive than any of the two-legged fire dragons came from the mountaintop, making the air vibrate.

Immediately afterwards, a huge shadow was cast down, blocking out the sunlight.

A real red dragon has descended.

It is over thirty meters long, and its wingspan is so large that it blots out the sky, casting a huge, suffocating shadow.

Its entire body is covered in crimson, lava-like scales that shimmer with a metallic sheen in the smoke and firelight.

On its enormous head, horns curved backward, and amber vertical pupils coldly scrutinized the tiny gray-robed figure below.

Each slow but powerful wingbeat stirs up gusts of scorching wind, proclaiming unquestionable power and sovereignty.

The red dragon—Suborfranmo Ucano—slowly descended, hovering diagonally above the gray-robed figure, maintaining its superior position.

It spoke, its voice like two rough boulders rubbing together, rumbling and echoing between the volcanoes:

"Unfamiliar intruder, state your name." The red dragon's tone was tinged with his usual arrogance and impatience.

"You attacked my people and trampled my territory. Was it out of foolish provocation, or is there another purpose?"

"If you kneel down now, repent for your barbaric acts, and swear allegiance to me—the great Suborfranmo Ucano."

"Perhaps I can forgive your rudeness and grant you the right to live in this burning land."

It continued, its amber dragon eyes narrowing, revealing a hint of calculation: "Otherwise, my flames will burn you and your arrogance together into a pile of charred ashes at the foot of this mountain."

"Make your choice, you tiny creature. My patience, like the temper of this volcano, isn't always so good."

Suporfranmo was indeed a little annoyed, after all, one should consider the owner before beating a dog.

But more than anything, it's an interest in discovering "fun toys".

To be able to deal with a group of bipedal fire dragons so easily, that's quite impressive.

If we could subdue such a powerful fighter, it would be far more useful than those stupid fire dragons.

It was already planning to have this guy handle some troublesome matters that it was too lazy to deal with personally.

Of course, if the other party doesn't know what's good for them... a cruel glint flashed in the red dragon's eyes.

Then teach him a lesson first, break his limbs, let him fully experience despair and pain, and then give him one last chance to choose.

Still refuse? Hmph, it's just another handful of ashes.

It doesn't need disobedient pieces.

After the red dragon finished speaking, it closed its mouth, exhaling two plumes of white smoke mixed with sparks from its nostrils, and quietly awaited the response from the gray-robed monster below.

Imagine the fear, hesitation, or anger that the other person might feel.

However, the other party's reaction completely exceeded its expectations.

The gray-robed figure simply looked up at it silently, the mask concealing all expression.

After a few awkward seconds of silence, he seemed to finally understand the red dragon's long-winded explanation before he made a move—

He raised his right hand, covered in bronze scales, extended his index finger, and very human-like... hooked it towards the massive, mountain-like red dragon in the air.

It was a gesture that, in any culture and among any race, was brimming with absolute contempt and provocation: Come here.

"Ha...hahahaha!" Suborfranmo paused for a moment, then burst into a deafening laugh, filled with the burning rage ignited by the provocation of an ant.

"Interesting! Absolutely hilarious! You ignorant fool! You have no idea what kind of being you're facing! Do you think that just because you can defeat a few two-legged fire dragons, you're qualified to look up to the Dragon King's majesty?"

The maniacal laughter abruptly ceased, replaced by a chilling, furious dragon's roar: "Very well! I'll make you remember with your own body what price you pay for offending an ancient red dragon!"

"Pray, pray that your body is strong enough to endure a few more moments of despair before I burn you to a crisp!"

The red dragon stopped talking and took a deep breath, as if it were sucking in the surrounding heat waves. Its chest and abdomen became visibly bright, as if a furnace had been ignited inside.

The terrifying heat gathered and compressed deep in its throat, causing the surrounding air to distort violently due to the intense heat, emitting a crackling, mournful sound.

It wanted to turn this arrogant gray-robed monster to ashes in its most triumphant dragon breath!

Despite the powerful, steel-melting strike, the gray-robed man remained standing, merely adjusting his stance slightly.

His scale-covered hands hung naturally at his sides, his dark golden pupils fixed on the increasingly dazzling flame in the air.