Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

At this critical moment, Cassius's golden pupils suddenly flashed with a strange light.

"No."

"It seems... there is another way."

Even if it is a living shadow, even if it is separated by different planes, the shadow dragon is not immune to psychic damage, and this is the only method that Cassius can effectively deal with.

Thinking of this, Cassius shouted without hesitation:

"Despicable shadow dragon!"

"His Majesty Tiamat is watching all this!"

Mortyfer smiled unabashedly: "The favorite of the Dragon Queen? Every red dragon claims so. It seems that pride and arrogance are a common character of red dragons, and even you... are no exception."

His voice suddenly became cold.

"Put down your pitiable arrogance of the living, accept the great transformation, and devote yourself to the endless shadows!"

"I will give you eternal life."

Mortyfer never stopped transforming for a moment.

There was a violent noise in the surrounding space, which was the trembling wail of the plane space. The instinct of the main material world was fiercely rejecting the invasion of shadows, but under the influence of Mortyfer's powerful spell, even the rules of the space , but also have to give in temporarily.

Cassius stared closely at the shadow dragon, instantly unblocking the spiritual barrier in his mind, and constructed the terrifying illusion of the five giant dragons.

He looked into Mortyfer's gray-white eyes without evasion, and the golden pupils shone with rich mana.

"Shua——"

The illusion passed through the barrier of the plane, passed through the main material plane, and reached Mortifel's body in the Shadowfell Underworld.

[Tiamat's Horrible Illusion]

"Roar--"

A huge dragon nearly 100 meters high suddenly appeared in Mortyfer's eyes. The monster's wings covered the sky and the sun. Even the shadow dragon could only look up.

It was a nightmare-like aggregation. The stubby four legs of the colorful dragon supported the monster-like dragon body. Five necks and five heads were writhing on the dragon body. Each head corresponded to a kind of colorful dragon. The color of each head covers the entire corresponding neck and is embedded into the front of the dragon's body like a strip.

Her back and buttocks gradually merged into three stripes of grey, blue-green and purple, and then merged into a muddy dark brown tail. Her belly and feet fade from white-green to the color of her upper torso.

This chilling image was extremely familiar to Mortyfer.

——That is the mother of evil dragons, the queen of five-colored dragons, the enemy of the gods, Tiamat!

"How can it be……

Mortyfer looked up dreamily and murmured to himself.

Seven hundred years ago, when he was still an ordinary black dragon, Mortyfer built a simple altar in the dark swamp lair and dedicated his precious iron coins to the Dragon Queen. As a member of the Five Colored Dragons, Mortyfer had fantasized countless times about getting the attention of the Dragon Queen, and even received the favor of the Mother of Dragons herself, and gained the supreme joy.

But the Dragon Queen never responded.

At that time, he was just a skinny black dragon, and his status among the five-color dragons was only slightly higher than that of the white dragon.

In the end, he couldn't bear the temptation of power and chose to throw himself into the arms of the Shadowfell Underworld, where he was transformed into an immortal shadow dragon.

At this moment, Mortyfer was shaking all over.

I don’t know if it’s because of fear or excitement.

The dragon with five colors and five heads looked down at the earth indifferently. Fire, ice, acid, lightning, and poisonous gas came out from the mouths of the five ferocious heads, venting her anger wantonly.

"No, no, this is not true!"

"Damn it, this is an illusion!"

After all, Mortyfer was a legendary spellcaster who had studied spells for thousands of years and was able to cast nine-ring spells. Even though he was restless, he still saw through the clues in the Dragon Queen's illusion.

The fire, ice, acid and other multiple illusory injuries hit him. The power of this six-ring spell was not worth mentioning to his soul that had been settling in the bleak darkness for thousands of years.

But another worry arose in Motyfer's mind.

"How could an ordinary young red dragon, even a true dragon warlock, know this kind of magic?"

“A divine vision of this quality—could he really be His Majesty the Dragon Queen’s chosen one?”

Mortyfair's concerns are not without reason.

The shadow dragon is notorious among the dragon clan and can be called the public enemy of the dragon clan.

They gave up the noble blood of the dragon and chose to devote themselves to the darkness and became humble shadow creatures. However, no dragon god was born on top of them, and even the five-color evil dragons scorned them.

The golden dragon with a righteous mind will even take the initiative to search for traces of the shadow dragon, and gather the power of its relatives to eradicate them completely, so as to eliminate the "shame" of this dragon clan.

It was obviously not a good idea for him to kill a person who might be the chosen one of the Dragon Queen and arouse the hostility of the five-color dragon.

"Damn red dragon..."

Mortyfer was entangled, and the construction of the advent spell came to a standstill.

He didn't want to provoke a god-level existence, but being deceived by the illusion just now made him feel the greatest humiliation that he had never experienced in thousands of years, which made him want to tear the red dragon in front of him into pieces.

"Are you really that kind of existence?"

"Red Dragon."

Morettier's shadow looked down at the red dragon, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to detect some clues from his expression.

Cassius noticed Mortyfer's hesitation. He knew that only by acting more confident, more unreasonable, and more like a proud chosen god could he deceive this old monster who had lived for thousands of years.

So, Cassius took a step forward, looked directly into the eyes of Morettier's shadow without fear, and said arrogantly: "Despicable shadow monster that tramples on the noble tradition of the dragon family, you have to think clearly. ”

"Can I bear the wrath of His Majesty Tiamat!"

Hearing this, Mortyfer's dim gray-white eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger, as if they were burning with shadowy ghost flames.

"Damn red dragon."

"Damn the Material Plane."

It was this moment of hesitation that caused the repulsive force of the plane to act on this shadow dragon that was incompatible with the material world, breaking his attempt to descend to the main material world.

This time he has harvested thousands of shadow souls. Hundreds of years of planning have not been in vain. There is no need for him to provoke enemies who may be gods.

Thinking of this, Mortyfer looked deeply at the red dragon, with a hint of malice in his dim gray eyes.

"The barrier of the plane was broken through by those thousands of resentful souls"

"This place has been marked by the Shadowfall Underworld."

"One day, I'm going to be back here, and you can't protect what you have."

Mortyfer said coldly.

Several twisted whirlpools appeared around the shadow of his huge dragon body, and the repulsion of space forced his descending projection out of the main material world, dragging it back to that dim and lightless place - the Shadowfall Underworld.

Three chapters are over. Let’s quickly push forward the plot. I don’t dare to count the words anymore. Everyone.