Beneath the Red Dragon

Time seemed to fade away, and all the sounds in the grand hall disappeared.

A sense of fear, born from the bloodline of the Dragon Race, arose in the hearts of all creatures in the grand hall.

Those dark golden pupils shone brilliantly, with an intense glare that made all creatures facing the Ancestral Red Dragon feel an ancient fear inherent in the instinct of life.

Like wild dogs in the forest smelling a tiger, the fear in their genetic bloodline made them tuck their tails.

Celestial destiny is hard to defy, and a king’s order should not be opposed!

Even the Elf Princess Agani could not muster the will to resist the most profound Dragon’s Majesty, despite being an outstanding genius among the Golden Elf Race and the Elf Race being exceptionally blessed.

But Agani felt that her Sea of Spirit, under the will of the Ancestral Red Dragon, was like a babbling stream, potentially overwhelmed by the storm of The Sea at any moment.

Even Celia’s humanoid illusion form was broken by the fierce gaze of the Ancestral Red Dragon, herself unwillingly transforming into a Giant Dragon clad in black shimmering scale armor, letting out a low growl.

The juvenile dragons in the grand hall were witnessing the true form of the Dragon Emperor’s Giant Dragon for the first time.

The original admiration and reverence for the Ancestral Red Dragon’s power and unique appearance now turned into endless fear. Each juvenile dragon hid its head under its wings, like eaglets seeking shelter under a mother eagle’s wings, trembling with the friction sound of ironware coming from their scale armor.

Even the Imperial Behemoth Achilles, descendant of the ancient Behemoth bloodline, though habitually facing the Ancestral Red Dragon, had never confronted the true power of the Ancestral Red Dragon.

Even though it was merely the will of the Ancestral Red Dragon, it made Achilles feel the same as every time he stood at the foot of the Dragon Range, looking up at its highest peak.

The Naga dared not make any move, fearing that an unexpected action would provoke an attack from the terrifying Giant Dragon perched on the Imperial throne.

The vast grand hall, too, seemed but a mere inch in front of the Ancestral Red Dragon, with overwhelming pressure unwaveringly accompanying it.

The Naga Queen followed the gaze of the Ancestral Red Dragon, silently gesturing for all Naga to scatter. Divine Favor Eight-armed Naga Jaluun did not doubt the gaze of the Ancestral Red Dragon; she quietly stepped back, coldly saying, ”All Naga, lay down your weapons, defy and die!”

In this inexpressible fear and overwhelming pressure, a strange transformation accompanied by the shrieking and shocking of minds surrounded and surged outward.

Those Naga Guards who did not disperse in time, all of whom were formidable warlocks and warriors among the Four-armed Naga, possessed mental toughness beyond mortals.

Yet in this terrifying shriek and mind shock, these strong Naga were easily intimidated, and even among the Elf Delegation, many Elf Guards were stunned by this sudden mind shock.

Like ordinary beasts intimidated by the Dragon Power of a powerful Giant Dragon, these Naga and elves were in a muddled daze, not knowing east from west or up from down.

Even their subjective self-awareness was briefly scattered by this terrifying mind shock, with no concept or awareness of their biological self, standing there like puppets and stone statues of flesh and blood.

Blood lines seeped from the ears, noses, and eyes of these Naga and elves, appearing particularly terrifying.

Only the Naga Queen, Divine Favor Naga Jaluun, and Elf Princess Isabelle Adjani could withstand this mind shock, although their faces also showed painful expressions. Even Celia the Giant Dragon was briefly affected.

Several lights of magic and magic power appeared on the bodies of these powerful beings, the effects of the leaders’ power and the Magic Treasures they wore.

The speed at which this mind shock erupted was so rapid it spread almost undetectably fast, but was instantly forcibly twisted and enveloped by a more powerful force, preventing the mind shock from spreading farther.

With a snap, Karon Gogomola extended a massive claw, and under the vast will, an unimaginable Heart Energy crushed this elusive force to pieces.

The face of the Ancestral Red Dragon was as cold and hard as iron, apathetically watching the bizarre transformation of the female Four-armed Naga.

Pop, pop, pop,

The Four-armed Naga trembled all over, her large pupils turned completely pitch black, and one by one, tentacles emerged from her eyes and mouth, like living creatures.

These wet tentacles resembling octopus arms were stained with some whitish brain matter, encased beneath a layer of reflective, disgusting slime, dripping onto the grand hall floor.

Slap,

Under immense power, the entire head of the Four-armed Naga was lifted by four thick tentacles, briefly making a bubbling sound, as the entire head shriveled rapidly, replaced by the budding of a monstrous head.

This monster’s head had no pupils, resembling an octopus, with four thick tentacles occupying half its face, leaving no sight of a mouth hidden beneath the tentacles.

The body of the Four-armed Naga was completely transformed at the moment the monstrous head emerged, with originally fair skin turning pale purple, resembling cold elastic rubber without the texture of living flesh. A layer of disgusting reflective slime covered the body, like a magic protective layer.