Beneath the Red Dragon

But some powerful creatures can gradually adapt to the mental oppression of this Dragon’s Majesty. Even fierce species, if their will is strong enough, can break free from the fear and intimidation of the Giant Dragon.

Under the chaotic will influenced by these Demon Souls, the chaotic minds are not afraid of the natural majesty of the Dragons, attacking wave after wave against the Giant Dragon Lords.

Two giant dragons with blue scales as the color of the sky above, in the sky above, unleash the Dragon Power of dragons, drawing even fiercer retaliation from the demons.

”You scum, daring to compete with dragons for dominance of the world, you should all die!”

”Despicable mutants, dying under my thunder, is the honor I bestow upon you!”

The two powerful blue-scaled dragons, Blue Dragon Akzhi and Blue Dragon Doss, roar in the sky. The demons’ counterattacks make the two blue dragons furious beyond endurance.

They begin to summon the immortal storm, striking into the demon hordes, and layers of dark clouds start to cover the sky, from which descends the authority of the thunder light. They exhale lightning that pierces the air, cutting the black tide, and scorches the demons to charcoal with lightning.

In the tempest they command, claws strike, giant wings sweep, the battle genes in the bloodline of the Blue Dragon Species explode with expansion, fiercely hunting, growing braver with war.

No demon can withstand the Blue Dragon’s attack. Even intermediate demons can be directly struck down by the enraged Blue Dragons.

”Demons take the world as prey, but dragons are the top predators, you are all my nourishment!”

Green Dragon Antajena shrieks, spreading the glory of the Green Dragon.

This Green Dragon spreads wings horizontally over places, instantly extending dozens to hundreds of ancient green vines like chains of Dragon Fire from the Ancestral Red Dragon, stabbing through demons with the Green Dragon’s body as the focal point.

Hundreds of ancient green vine tips pierce into demons’ hearts and eye sockets, emitting a terrifying sound of gurgling as if sucking marrow, devouring blood, consuming flesh and tendons.

The evil fire burning on many demons cannot ignite these ancient vines spread with shimmering green touches, impaled onto increasingly thicker vines, miserably howling, biting powerlessly.

Countless demons shoot a surging sea-like beam of dark energy towards the dragons in the sky and the Golden Lion Corps, energy from the Abyss Plane that nurtures demons, carrying power of corruption and destruction, rising to the sky.

”Roar,”

The double-headed White Dragon Camid roars, massive ice breath and frost breath follows the turning of his heads, in a fan shape impacting the ground, with the chilling air freezing even those beams of abyss energy under the freeze of ice particles.

In the air, forming purple-black ice prisms and ice pillars, clattering down to the ground, the surrounding demons are also extinguished by this icy breath, freezing the abyss energy within and then smashed by the roaring double-headed White Dragon’s tail, wings slicing, the sky like falling ice rain.

”Ha, this is the territory destined by Gogomola, do you dare to offend the dragon group’s domain?” White Dragon Gomot roars across the sky, smashing dozens to hundreds of demons, knocking an abyssal demon attempting to leap into the sky.

The majestic magic power is drawn by White Dragon Gomot, this lineage-leaping White Dragon emerges layers of tangible icy aura from the gaps of scale armor sculpted like ice crystals, and the wind in the sky gathers and howls between this White Dragon’s ice claws.

Ancient pure Dragon Language roars from the throat of White Dragon Gomot, and the frost aura in the wind gradually transforms into blades of a snowstorm.

One by one, small water molecules in the air freeze into frost snow particles, then transform into moving ice blades encircling this White Dragon.

With each claw strike White Dragon Gomot makes, countless blades of ice and frost coalesce into a weapon storm spraying under his claws, piercing and shattering the demons.

As the cold dragon blood gradually surges beneath White Dragon Gomot, layer upon layer of ice and snow blades start to rotate from the center point of White Dragon Gomot, spinning out a tide of storm blades.

The rotating speed of the frost blades’ storm accelerates just like an activated turbine.

The unparalleled sharpness cuts all demons daring to approach into pieces, like a shredder shredding wood. These demons are shattered into pieces by the storm of snow and ice blades, then quickly frozen.

Even the spell-like power and abyssal energy beams assaulted by those demons are completely excluded by White Dragon Gomot’s storm blades, unable to strike this White Dragon’s body.

The warriors of the Golden Lion Corps in the sky pilot warships, ascending and raising flight height, evading the fire rain-like magic attacks, then launch counterattacks by emitting laser and energy cannons from the barrels.

The flames of war spread, only the Ancestral Red Dragon and Holy Sanctuary Grandmaster Lapus stand calmly, overlooking the unfolding war.

Numerous informational and energetic lines converge in Karon’s two brains, with signs and traces represented by the underlying rules of this world starting to unveil mysterious veils to him.

Dragons, as creatures able to quickly adapt to any Prime Material Plane and Advanced Plane, are not oppressed gravely in this world.

Instead, it makes Karon feel that the rules laying the foundation for this world are far less precise and rigorous than those of a large Prime Material Plane like the Icaria World. Although the Icaria World is more bizarre in some ways, the rules interwoven within the world are indeed much tighter.

Perhaps this is also the reason why the demon dragons created and born in this world are so enormous in size. Under relatively loose rules, these demon dragons obtain certain rule characteristics that allow their size to grow limitlessly until the moment of death.