Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Gu Long's majestic words echoed in the gray mist.

However, there was silence around the campfire; no one responded, and there was no applause.

Raelin, the Frost Dragon (hereinafter referred to as Monster Hunter Raelin), blinked his huge dragon eyes, his deep voice carrying a hint of confusion and smugness: "Hey, give me some reaction? Isn't my look cool? Isn't it awesome?"

Ainz Ooal Gown, Leylin, was the first to chuckle, giving a thumbs-up in perfect unison: "Awesome, absolutely awesome! Lord Dragon King is so majestic and imposing, he's definitely more reliable than some of those newly 'promoted' Dragon King War Gods!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Dragon Leylin immediately jumped up, his golden eyes glaring at Bone King Leylin. "I'm listening! You've already forgotten the old guard as soon as the new one arrives? How heartless!"

Ainz Ooal Gown Rayleigh shrugged, feigning helplessness: "It's just that circumstances are beyond our control. When you're trying to curry favor, you naturally choose the thicker one. Yours... well, it seems rather 'refined' for now."

"What do you mean 'exquisite'?! Are you questioning my abilities?!"

A vein throbbed on the forehead of the dragon Leylin as he turned to the enormous ancient dragon, his fighting spirit soaring.

"Hey! New big guy! Don't rush to share! Come on, let's have a go and see who's the real dragon king!"

Monster Hunter Leylin tilted its massive head, seemingly amused: "Huh? You want to fight as soon as we meet? I don't mind, but... with your little body, can you withstand one of my claws? Don't say I bullied you later."

"Don't look down on me!" The aura around the dragon Leylin suddenly surged, the Dragon King's domain faintly visible, and a lion's roar was hidden in his golden pupils.

"I now possess the true authority of the Dragon King... Hey! You three!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the voices of onlookers who seemed to enjoy the spectacle.

Ainz Ooal Gown, Raelin: "Oh! Let's fight! Let's start fighting! Let me see a civil war among the Dragon Kings!" (Rubbing his hands excitedly)

Game of Thrones' Rayleigh: "Yay! To witness a world-destroying battle between two 'Dragon Kings' is an honor. Even if I were instantly annihilated by the aftershocks, I would have no regrets in this life!" (with a look of longing)

The Lord of the Rings, Rylai: "Ahem, peace is of course the best course of action. However... I'm going to participate in the battle against Smaug next, to observe high-level dragon combat, which may allow me to gain some valuable experience." (Feigning modesty, but his eyes were equally bright.)

The three of them tacitly began to fan the flames.

Enraged and brimming with confidence in his newly acquired power, the dragon Leylin immediately declared, "Let's fight! Who's afraid of who! Let's show some people what true dragon king power is!"

Monster Hunter Rayleigh is new to the shared space and doesn't quite understand the "rules" here.

Seeing the other side's high fighting spirit, he thought: Is it the tradition here to fight a battle first to show goodwill or determine status? Well then, let's stretch our muscles.

"Alright, I'll play along with you then." The enormous ancient dragon flapped its icy wings, sending up a gust of cold air.

In an instant, the gray fog in the shared space was stirred up by violent energy!

On one side is Leylin, the dragon who has just ascended to the throne of the Dragon King and controls the power of the elements and spirit.

A dazzling golden realm unfolded, ancient dragon runes appeared and burned around him, and the incantation of words invoked the power of rules.

On the other side is Rairin, the Monster Hunter who was born to wield both ice and fire, and whose body is a natural disaster.

Pale flames erupted from the gaps in his scales, while the frigid air condensed into ice crystals. He needed no chanting; his power moved at his will, as naturally as breathing.

Thunder from heaven ignites fire on earth!

A raging torrent of flames clashed with a blizzard of ice! The invisible impact of incantations clashed with the breath and claw strikes of the ancient dragon!

The shared space has become a testing ground where ice and fire, force and rules collide, and light and roars explode continuously.

This "Dragon King-level" sparring match lasted for about five minutes.

finally--

boom!

The dragon Leylin lay on the ground in a rather comical pose (similar to the defeated pose of the famous warrior Yamcha), with the golden aura around him flickering.

Ainz Ooal Gown, Rayleigh, immediately let out a merciless laugh: "Hahahaha! Isn't this our majestic Dragon King, the God of War? Why are you lying down? Where's your signature crooked smile? Need help straightening you up?"

"Damn it!" Dragon Leylin sprang up in an instant, enraged and embarrassed. The light around him expanded rapidly and erratically, emanating an extremely dangerous aura.

"Let you laugh! Watch me blast you and this entire space to the heavens with the highest power of the [Candle Dragon]!!!"

"Holy crap! You're serious?!" Game of Thrones' Rylai and Lord of the Rings' Rylai's expressions changed.

The next second—

boom!!!!!!!!!!

An indescribable burst of dazzling light engulfed everything, and a terrifying mushroom cloud rose from the gray fog.

Whether it was Ainz Ooal Gown Leylin who was right next to them, or Leylin from Game of Thrones and Lord of the Rings who were a little further away, they were all instantly vaporized in this "Dragon King-level self-destruction" that did not distinguish between friend and foe.

Fortunately, Monster Hunter Rayleigh deployed its defenses in time and withstood the attack.

The gray fog rippled.

A few seconds later, the three figures re-emerged from the void, cursing and swearing.

Ainz Ooal Gown, Game of Thrones, and Lord of the Rings exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.

"Beat him up!" Ainz Ooal Gown pointed at the dragon Leylin, who had just recovered and was still a little dazed.

"Agreed." Game of Thrones' Raelin clenched his fist.

"I second that." Lord of the Rings, Rylai, drew his elven longsword from his waist.

Even Monster Hunter Leylin, who had just nearly experienced death, shook his massive head and joined the mob attack: "That last hit...it really hurt!"

"Hey! Wait! What are you doing?! Ah! Don't hit my face!..."

"Aww! I was wrong! Please have mercy, gentlemen! I'll never do it again! Your Highness! Your Majesty the Dragon King! Lord Ring King! Please spare me!"

Under the "friendly exchange" between the three people and the dragon, the dragon Leylin was quickly beaten up and begged for mercy.

Only then did everyone stop.

Monster Hunter Leylin flicked his claws and said in a deep voice, "You, the dragon 'me,' are indeed quite strong."

"It's actually quite difficult for me to beat you under normal circumstances. In the end, I almost had to use my 'Supreme Heavenly Freeze' form."

"Especially that last self-destruction of yours...tsk, that was really powerful, it almost blew up my 'newbie protection period'."

On his enormous dragon face, he managed to squeeze out a trace of lingering fear, a human-like expression.

Upon hearing this, Dragon King Leylin became smug again, snorting with a head full of bumps, "That's right! I am, after all, a true Dragon King who has traversed the 'Path to Godhood'! How can I be compared to some guy who was scared into hiding by a native Dragon King?"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Ainz Ooal Gown, Rayleigh.

Ainz Ooal Gown, Raelin, raised an eyebrow: "I think you're itching for a beating again. Brothers..."

"No, no, no! I was wrong, I was wrong! Your Highness, please calm down! I was just being a jerk!" Dragon Leylin immediately admitted defeat.

At this moment, Monster Hunter Leylin shook his head in confusion: "Huh? Why hasn't the power been shared after all this fighting? Wasn't it supposed to happen as soon as a new member joined...?"

Ainz Ooal Gown, Rayleigh, sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation: "Sharing only requires simple physical contact and the transmission of thoughts. You were so focused on exchanging powerful attacks with this guy that you didn't even touch his claws. How can you share?"

"Oh! I see!" Monster Hunter Leylin suddenly realized, and with a slap of his huge dragon claw, he almost stirred up another gust of wind.

"I thought the rule here was that you had to defeat them before you could share their power, but it turns out a mere touch is enough!"

As he spoke, he curiously stretched out his disproportionately large claws and carefully used the tips of his two claws to pinch the dragon Leylin, who had just gotten up, and lifted him up in front of him like a small figurine.

Dragon Leylin: "Holy crap! Put me down! I'm afraid of heights! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Monster Hunter Leylin ignored his shouts and instead focused on sensing the sensation: "Hmm... what a strange feeling... is this sharing?"

"So much... knowledge about the power of words, alchemy, the use of mental energy... and even fragments of knowledge about the Dragon King's authority... What a unique power system!"

Like a child who has received a new toy, he excitedly waved his claws, almost throwing the dragon Leylin away.

Game of Thrones' Rylai's crept closer to Lord of the Rings' Rylai's, lowering his voice: "Hey, don't you think... this dragon's 'mind' seems a little... too 'pure'?"

The Lord of the Rings, Leylin, observed the excited Monster Hunter Leylin and pondered, "Perhaps... after becoming an Elder Dragon, possessing such a long life and innate power, one's mind becomes as direct and pure as a child's, focused on power and survival itself."

Game of Thrones' Leylin glanced again at the dragon Leylin still writhing in Monster Hunter Leylin's claws and whispered, "What about that 'Innocent One' over there?"

Lord of the Rings, Leylin, glanced at it and calmly said, "That? It's just that he's having intermittent bouts of 'dragon blood rushing' and can't control his power after the surge. He should be fine in a bit."

Game of Thrones' Leylin understood, and exchanged a glance with Lord of the Rings' Leylin—well, these two, neither of them are human, they're both gods, and neither of them is easy to deal with.

At this moment, Ainz Ooal Gown Leylin had already walked up to Monster Hunter Leylin, looking up at the enormous beast with anticipation in his eyes: "Let's clash too. I need your power."

"Alright!" Monster Hunter Leylin readily agreed. He carefully controlled his strength, gently touching the side of one of the sharp claws of his left forepaw to the raised palm of Ainz Ooal Gown Leylin.

In an instant, it was like a glacier bursting its banks or a volcano erupting!

Vast, ancient, savage, and pure ancient dragon power carries absolute control over the two extreme elements of ice and fire.

And the immense dragon might, originating from the life level and belonging to the top predators, surged into the soul and body of Bone King Leylin!

That is the manifestation of the "Calamity" in the Monster Hunter world, an embodiment of a part of the laws of nature.

Ainz Ooal Gown, Leylin, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and his aura fluctuated violently.

He felt his blood boiling, his marrow humming, and his soul being tempered in a furnace and an ice cellar.

After a short while, the fluctuations subsided.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a fleeting glimpse of pale flames and deep blue ice crystals seemed to appear in them.

He raised his hand, a thought flickering in his mind.

"call--!"

On his left hand, a pale, blazing "white flame," seemingly capable of burning away the soul, suddenly ignited and burned silently.

On his right hand, a bone-chilling cold spread, freezing the air. Fine ice crystals condensed and grew in his palm, transforming into an exquisite ice rose.

Ice and fire, two extreme forces, now hovered so gently in his hands, not interfering with each other, yet both exuding a chilling majesty.

Furthermore, there was an oppressive aura originating from the very essence of life, like an invisible domain, quietly spreading out from him.

It wasn't the kind of spiritual "emperor" pressure like that of the dragon Leylin; it was more like the arrival of a being at the top of the food chain, causing all things to instinctively tremble and submit.

"So that's how it is..." Ainz Ooal Gown muttered to himself, feeling the unprecedented new power surging within him, his lips curving into a sharp smile.

"This is... the new 'Power'!"

Ice and fire intertwined and swirled in his palm, the majesty of an ancient dragon faintly appearing.

At this moment, he was no longer just a magic chanter, nor merely the inheritor of the hybrid race and the Dunedan people.

Deep within his soul, it was imprinted with a trace of Gu Long's cataclysmic power and essence.