Beneath the Red Dragon

The alluring face of Nest Lord Shalos blossomed into a charming smile.

Antajena and Gomot laughed, the legion of Dragon’s Beloved laughed, and Divine Favored Naga Jaluun also laughed.

Many races and beings from the coastal towns opened their eyes, witnessing the first scene: the resurrected form of Legendary Titan Tilocha and Titan Ausur, held by the two terrifying claws of the Dragon Emperor in the sky.

Karon reserved his strength for this moment because he wanted to personally execute these things, as he thirsted for enemy blood, having already paid the price of fire.

”Killing us means incurring an eternal blood feud with the Titan Race, Gogomola, how dare you,” Legendary Titan Tilocha’s eyes were filled with blood as his struggling head tried to shake off those scorching yet icy claws.

”I had given you a chance,” Karon softly said, ”But you didn’t cherish it.”

No matter how the legendary Titans roared or struggled, those mountain-like bodies were tightly controlled by the claws of the Ancestral Red Dragon, as their heads were pierced by crimson-scaled claws.

Their eyes were crushed by the hideous claws, and their brains were pierced through by them.

In their last roar, the heads of the legendary Titans were crushed and exploded by the Dragon Emperor in the sky, ultimately dying.

Legendary Golden Dragon Nasuye exhibited a visibly complex expression on his draconic face, sighing slowly and closing his eyes, awaiting the descent of that pair of claws.

He was already exhausted and spent, while the Emperor of the Golden Empire was in his prime, suppressing his domain, causing him to give up resistance.

But Karon’s massive twisted form swept past Nasuye, arriving in front of the heavily breathing Divine Golden Dragon Erikson, gazing down upon this divinely favored Golden Dragon, the natural noble among Dragons, the favored of True Dragons.

”Do the other giant dragons appear as inferior beasts in your eyes? You are a giant dragon too, Erikson, tell me why?”

Karon gazed into Erikson’s golden eyes, as bright as a blood pool of lava.

Tsk,

Divine Ancestor Golden Dragon Erikson roared, plunging the dragon-slaying sacred artifact straight into Karon’s chest, laughing madly, ”Hypocritical, hypocritical, you say we Golden Dragons are hypocritical, you’re the most hypocritical one,”

”Isn’t your empire also enslaving those giant dragons, deceiving and using them to serve as your war machines to satisfy your thirst for power,”

Erikson laughed maniacally, ”Hahaha, mindless and uncontrollable dragons should indeed be like beasts!”

But Divine Golden Dragon Erikson’s wild laughter was abruptly cut off as his neck was clasped by the claw of the Ancestral Red Dragon, slowly lifted up.

The 26-meter-long Divine Ancestor Golden Dragon now appeared before Karon as if he were a chick being lifted by its neck.

Yet Erikson struggled and said, ”You may disdain my strength, you may kill my body, but you cannot scorn my beliefs,”

”Karon Gogomola, you survive only because you are stronger than I am, nothing more than the victor and the vanquished.”

”Nothing more than victor and vanquished?”

Karon slowly laughed, sharp fangs flashing with a chilling light, the wrath of the king entwining around Karon Gogomola like a divine spirit.

Karon Gogomola was the best-tempered of the Red Dragons of endless ages because his anger scarcely existed.

But Karon Gogomola’s anger would also be the most terrifying force of endless ages because his ire was everlasting.

The ancient dragon language voice reverberated between heaven and earth, echoing this Dragon Emperor’s majesty.

”From this day forth, Aikania shall know,”

”Those who defy me shall die,”

Countless ancient dragon scripts now flowed within Karon Gogomola’s eyes.

And the claw that clutched the neck of Divine Ancestor Golden Dragon Erikson, covered in sinister scales, distinctly closed, freezing all of Erikson’s words and breath.

Another claw, equally adorned with sinister scales and bone spikes, reached for the heart of this divine Golden Dragon.

In the void, a real pair of eyes slowly opened, and a deep sigh suddenly resounded in the heavens and earth.

Not even the heavy domain of the Ancestral Red Dragon could stop the suddenly appearing starlight, gentle and pure, whose solemn and vast aura now arrived in the world.

Within this supremely strong, pure, and holy aura, a platinum-colored wisp of conscious projection began to manifest in the world.

In the distant sky, many Wild Dragons became panicked; they had never faced such an aura, but they knew what it was.

Even the King of Dark Elves Anudale’s face grew serious, the body of Dark Lord Shalos tensed, yet she dared not make a single move.

The Dragons’ Beloved on earth began to become restless, especially the legion warriors bearing Dragon Blood.

The rest of the beings thought a Divine Spirit was about to project into this world, but that was not an incorrect thought, for indeed, a Divine Spirit was attempting to descend a wisp of consciousness into Aikania from unimaginably distant space and time.

Yet in the sky, Karon raised his head high, opening his jagged jaws, roaring with a thunderous Dragon Roar.

”Roar!”

A stream of spectral heads of Metal Dragons, Colorful Dragons, Demon Dragons, Flying Dragons, Snake Dragons, Winged Dragons danced around the domain behind Karon’s skull, spreading their wings,

As well as countless phantasmal races appearing one by one in the domain, all raising their heads to watch the voidful domain.

At that instant, countless dragons and myriad beings opened their fanged mouths, baring teeth and fangs, unleashing a roaring wrath.

This endless wave of sound shattered the consciousness projection in the sky in an instant, along with the suddenly appearing starlight, gentle and pure, whose solemn and vast aura was also shattered at that moment.

Leaving only a gentle sigh, like a withered flower falling upon the soil.

No matter how strong you are by nature’s grant, how can you match my united might with all living beings!

If the Ancestral Golden Dragon Oblash were here to witness this scene, perhaps he would understand why the power of arrogance he had once fused with would easily leave his control, gravitating willingly towards the embrace of the Ancestral Red Dragon.

Because Karon Gogomola’s arrogance surpassed even that of the Dragon God.

Karon’s power constantly manifested his will, acknowledging the synergy of heroic and people’s historical views, resulting in this kind of power.

This power, too, was the world’s root, responding to Karon’s will.

From a philosophical standpoint, beyond the heart, there is no rationale, beyond the heart, there is nothing; the heart is the sovereign of all, all forms and notions are the transformation of the heart.

This does not define subjective idealism, for it does not render everything as illusory.

Rather, it asserts that all things, all universes truly exist, but the world you perceive is determined by your heart.

Yet the vast majority of people in the world are led by external circumstances.

But Karon Gogomola, he mastered his own heart.

As the scene moves by the heart’s influence, observing myriad phenomena with self’s perspective.

Thus, such capabilities arose within Karon Gogomola’s being.

All voices lost, heaven and earth silent.

Even Divine Ancestor Golden Dragon Erikson, who showed signs of joy, his face seemed almost frozen, ceased his struggling and forgot the will to struggle.

Legendary Golden Dragon Nasuye also emitted his own sigh, while Mogusa Rabil, the Golden Dragon in his prime, had a face filled with incredulous terror.

The Adult Silver Dragon slowly lowered his noble head.

”He may appear at any moment, but not at this moment.” The heavy rising sound of dragons softly echoed.

Karon’s eyes were cold, devoid of reverence or mercy, with serrated scales and bone spikes on the claws flowing with golden dragon blood, in his hand a gigantic gold-red heart pulsing.

Thump, thump,

The large heart beat its last in this world, then was crushed by the claws.

”Mortal returns to mortal, divine returns to divine,” Karon Gogomola raised his head, gazing up at the heavens, thus spoke.