Beneath the Red Dragon

Roar,

One by one, the giant dragons stood up, spread their wings, and followed the Red Dragon into the sky, disappearing into the distant sky beyond the forest.

But none of these dragons could hear the exclamations of the mages from the ruins, ”Found it, here is a somewhat intact Mage Tower,”

”Oh, God, there’s also a dragon corpse, a mature Green Dragon!”

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Three towering Trees of Life stood in the forest, seemingly side by side, but separated by a few hundred meters due to their excessively lush canopies.

Under the shade that covered the sky, tens of thousands of elves shuttled through the campsite, each face lifeless, devoid of the ease and joy of life they once enjoyed.

Dozens of War Ancient Trees had long since awakened, circling the vast camp at every moment, bringing a rare comfort to the worried elves.

The three isolated tribes now clung together for support, and despite the efforts of all other Elf Tribes to invite them, they dared not trust easily, so they chose to hold talks at their own camp.

In the lush forest, the figures of Elf Warriors and Elf Druids began to appear, these powerful warriors and druids followed by many Elf Elders wearing crowns made of Tree of Life buds.

At first, they appeared sparsely, but moments later, thousands of elves emerged, even tens of thousands of Elf Warriors.

The elves in the tribe saw so many elves, their gloomy expressions turned to joy, knowing that these elves were warriors who came to support their tribe, warriors who dared to resist the powerful invaders. Their tribe now had hope!

Atop the Trees of Life, the Elf Druids and Elf Elders also showed relaxed expressions, happily instructing the Elf Druids to open the Natural Barrier that concealed the existence of the tribe to welcome these reinforcements.

”We are saved, we have hope, no need to fear those invading dragons... dragons?” The voice of a happy elf stopped mid-sentence as the opened Natural Barrier allowed the sounds of the outside world to permeate the tribe.

In the distant sky, dragons rode the gale, extending wings that could overshadow the sun, casting a vast shadow that swiftly swept across the ground. The forest’s gusts roared, and the beasts were silent, even the vibrant Tree of Life withdrew its immense life force.

The gale carried by the dragons plowed a massive path through the lush forest, countless thick branches snapped by the wind. In the next instant, the Dragon Group arrived above the opened barrier of the Elf Tribe.

Those Elf Druids and Elf Elders still striving to use magic to close the barrier of the Tree of Life were in the next moment shaken from their revered Tree of Life and fell from the sky.

But the dragons had already descended, each one spreading its wings, veiling the sky and canopy, surrounding the falling crowd from above.

Bronze Dragon Alina unleashed her Lightning Breath, like a spreading thread, shooting out from between her giant jaws and fangs,

Green Dragon Antajena spat out her intense, pungent venom, like a giant faucet spraying, infused with the Green Dragon’s magic power,

Black Dragon Rosani roared loudly, the black dragon who relished slaughter was exceptionally excited, his corrosive acid condensed into a water column, charged with the black dragon’s intense murderous aura,

White Dragon Camid released freezing frost, the intense cold air freezing the moist air into flakes of ice forming in mid-air,

White Dragon Gomot’s icy breath resembled crystalline shards, with potent impact and freezing force, spewing in a fan shape,

Red Copper Dragon Alfred’s breath was cone-shaped, with acidic liquid and expanding acidic gas. Though not very lethal, the vigorous spray was tremendously intimidating,

The most terrifying were the Lightning Breaths of the two Blue Dragons and the searing Flame Breath of the female Red Dragon.

The two Blue Dragons’ Lightning Breaths carried a storm, the massive thunderbolts resembled divine fury. Kleyna’s flames exuded terrifying heat, causing the humid air to vaporize into rising mist.

In that brief moment, all the dragons encircled in the air released their breaths at the people below.

The next instant, an incredibly intense explosion and shockwave spread from the center, the sound and light of the explosion, at that moment, rendered all who witnessed it blind and deaf.

BOOM, the spreading shockwave, like a hurricane on the sea, toppled all elves to the ground, those with weaker strength near the explosion’s center had their organs shattered, and their bodies were like ragged cloth bags, flung far by the blast.

At the center of the dragons’ breaths, the traces of existence of the Elf Druids and Elf Elders in the real world were erased in that instant, leaving only a deep, wide crater in the original site of the Elf Tribe.

Even their souls, ordinarily untouched by dragon breath, were affected by the convergence of so many dragons whose breaths and magic produced some horrific and wondrous reaction.

The dragons’ breaths and magic, in their explosive collision, repelled, entangled, and fused with each other, generating a peculiar fluctuation at the center of the initial explosion.

Countless mixed elemental magic surged and boiled, as if Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire were stirred, that space appeared to have reverted to a primordial state of chaos before the creation of the world.

In the next second, a singularity emitting a wondrous yet terrifying aura was born in the air, this singularity possessed an unparalleled absorbing force, swallowing the churning essence of that space before gradually dissipating.

It was then that the elves, their sight restored and their hearing returned, snapped out of their shock, only to fall into an even greater astonishment.

”This is... the aura of the outside world, comparable to the power of the Divine!” muttered the aged Elf Elder Kaid, the power of the dragons quelled the curiosity of those remaining elves.

This terrifying ability, even accomplished by the collective force of the dragons, was a power that could not be resisted by any force in this world.

All the elves fell silent, as if witnessing a miracle, they fell to the ground, loudly praying, hoping the dragons’ destruction would not befall this place.

The three Trees of Life that chose to abandon darkness for light trembled, like frightened children, shedding their green leaves that drifted with the wind.

And an unlucky Tree of Life, merely grazed by the aftershock, had a large piece of its resilient bark peeled away, its thick trunk licked away, exposing the tender heartwood.

Karon flew high above, having not taken action, with the descending Dragon Group, he no longer needed to intervene, constantly observing the Dragon Group’s actions.

The chain reaction from the dragons’ concentrated attack sparked his inspiration, the chaotic space, akin to the reappearance of Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire’s might, stirred his sighs.

Each of these dragons was far inferior to him alone, but their collisions produced such wondrous effects, perhaps it touched upon certain rule reactions of the real world.

He waited for the turmoil to calm, folded his wings, and landed atop the towering canopy of a Tree of Life, overlooking all the dragons and elves, his deep voice echoed in his throat.

”Who is the master of fate, I am the master of fate!”