Under the Red Dragon

In that short moment, countless jumbled thoughts flashed through Caron's mind. Regardless of whether his fate was being diverted by someone else, or whether others had other purposes, the other party's ability was far beyond what Caron could currently contend with.

Manipulating the hand of fate, in any world, in any story, is a mysterious and powerful force, and even the gods, not every deity can peep this power.

Caron's usually calm mind was even momentarily filled with various negative thoughts, a sense of frustration from being controlled by others and being unable to determine whether his actions stemmed from his own true will arose in his heart.

Every detail since his birth into this world, every decision he had made, flowed through his sub-brain and consciousness like tumbling information.

He began to fall into self-doubt and negation, and his future was filled with pessimism. Perhaps he was just a puppet manipulated by others, the thread connecting him controlling his will and actions.

The desire for absolute control over his own will made it easier for Caron to become deeply mired in this type of setback. His will gradually weakened, and his heart began to waver.

He even suspected at one point whether his existence was also manipulated by others. The weakening of his will caused the psionic energy shining in his body to lose its light and no longer possess magical power.

The light of the soul and will attached to his soul and will also constantly receding. His powerful fleshly body's strength showed a decline, this was because the muscles strengthened by the infiltration of psionic energy had lost the blessing of magical power.

Since his birth, Caron had refused to let the evil dragon's blood influence his will, this stemmed from the desires in Caron's soul and his fundamental arrogance.

Even the inherited blood of a dragon could not influence his will. But the strong will created by his arrogance also stepped into weakness at this moment because of arrogance.

The blood-colored sanctuary, which had been suspended high in the sky in the distance, also suddenly plummeted from the high altitude. The songs of the souls of the fallen in the sanctuary came to an abrupt end.

The holy light on the heroic spirits was fading, they were about to return to the moment of their death, that soul filled with pain and twisted despair.

That place located in the depths of the endless world, the final destination of souls, the River Styx that runs through countless worlds was also beginning to issue its summons to these souls.

It was summoning these souls to embark on the path of demise prescribed by the world. This was one of the most fundamental laws from the bottom of all worlds, and these souls were gradually unable to resist the call of the origin.

And those deceased souls engraved into the sanctuary were also writhing on the murals of the dome and the supporting pillars of the sky. Their black ghostly claws, blessed by the laws of the world, wanted to break free from their comfort and return to the embrace of the River Styx.

The blood-colored sanctuary, at this moment, became a haunted domain of black mist, countless deceased souls were wailing and struggling.

"Caron!" The black dragon Rosani's eyes were about to split. Watching the falling sanctuary, he roared and rose up, without a moment's hesitation, he rushed directly towards the dimensional portal. The black dragon's roar came from the sky above the endless forest.

"Wait, wait, Caron, hold on a little longer, I will summon the dragon群(dragon群: dragon swarm) for you. If you have an accident here, this plane will be your tomb, and all life will be buried with you!"

The branches of the two tall tree of life below swayed wildly, like shaking!

"Boss, what should we do?" A tall barbarian walked to the side of the barbarian leader Gibb, scratching his head, but still asked.

"What to do, what to do," the barbarian Gibb exhaled a breath, he kicked over the barbarian who asked the question, chuckling coldly laughed: "See those gnolls who are wiping their weapons, what they do, we do! Destroying the life of a world, hey, what a great idea!"

"What's the point?"

"Even one's own thoughts are born because of others, one's own goals are also established because of the influence of others, then what is the necessity of one's actions, or even existence?"

Caron fell into self-doubt, negative thoughts chaotic, without stopping for a moment.

"Then what is my real purpose?"

Caron also fell into the edge of nihilism of his entire dragon life, sliding into the abyss of nihilism.

The light on his scales became dim, the firmness in his eyes became dissipated, his will was also plagued, and his spirit was no longer rational.

The evil dragon's blood began to revive in his body, the vigorous evil dragon's will was roaring, it wanted to make Caron a pure red dragon, a red dragon that was slightly smarter than a beast, a red dragon that was not so special.

But in the depths of Caron's heart, a weak voice was quietly issuing its own question.

"You are not even afraid of failure, yet you are afraid of this kind of boring thing?"

"How can free will that comes from power be called truly powerful free will? Would you give up the pursuit of self-will because you have no power when you are weak?"

"Wake up, Caron, true free will is not determined by the strength of power. It only looks at yourself!"

The weak voice echoed in Caron's heart, at first, it was as small as a mosquito's hum, but again and again, like a whip that tortures the soul, it beat on Caron's closed heart that had fallen into confusion, gradually awakening the will that Caron had closed in his dejected heart.

Caron's consciousness magnified this trace of weak sound, gradually echoing throughout the entire mind. The shadows behind the will that was originally strong because of arrogance were also nakedly dug open, for Caron's self-examination, observation, analysis, in order to “ know yourself".

"Yes, I can accept failure, but I cannot tolerate my own weakness. What is my goal? My goal, first of all, is to be myself, I am me, and then everything else,"

"The will that is strong because of power is also illusory. Feeling panic because of fear, and falling into self-doubt, this kind of behavior, neither me can tolerate such weak behavior."

Caron's drooping head lifted up, his scattered gaze re- concentrated, his troubles were also gently brushed away by his re- concentrated will, like brushing away a piece of dust.

"If one's own will is strong enough, how can others easily influence oneself," Caron clenched his dragon claws, his enormous body stood up.

His heart was re-examined by himself, his arrogant nature was discovered and admitted by himself, he was calm and relaxed.

"It's just some rugged setbacks on the road," Caron grinned his mouth, revealed his fangs, he said softly: "A person has only one destiny, that is the destiny I choose for myself!"

At this moment, a trace of purest finest power was quietly born in Caron's heart and flesh, this was the true light of the soul that was excavated and born by Caron himself, no longer the psionic power generated by the contamination of psionic power before.

This trace of light of the soul instantly turned into boundless psionic energy, filled Caron's body. Caron's body regained its radiance, his muscles regained strength, his spirit began to grow, and his will also began to expand.

The Nates soul attached to Caron's scales also felt this boundless spiritual fluctuation. The red dragon's spirit emanated from the body, brain, and body, giving Nates a heavy sense of oppression.

A layer of brilliant light emerged from the red dragon's body, pushed the Nates attached to the scales far away.

This fluctuation also disturbed the mages who were exploring around the ruins. The mages hurriedly came here, only to see a huge mass of brilliant light. The dazzling light even made it impossible for them to see the figure inside.

The squinting eyes mage Hueser dumbfounded looked at the huge mass of light, emanating the same aura and pressure as he once felt from his teacher, Sanctuary mage Lapers. He couldn't help but exclaim out loud: " Mind術士 master?"

Mind術士 is a mysterious and powerful cultivation path.

A sentence can summarize the power and omnipotence of Mind術士. Powerful fists and feet, shining sword light, and lengthy magic also paled in the mind of Mind術士.

This psionic ability, which originated from long-term strict self-examination and will and wisdom exercise and the cultivation of mental abilities, needs to overcome the demon in the heart and all kinds of unexpected difficulties, in order to be born in those who have eliminated the distracting thoughts in their hearts.

In addition to some natural Mind術士 seeds, it is extremely difficult to study one's own mental consciousness to excavate this hidden power in the body, even countless times more difficult than an ordinary person becoming a magician.

Moreover, Caron is still a red dragon, born with negative influences. Being able to become a Mind術士 is already enough to make these mages feel shocked. What is even more shocking to the mages is that the psionic power possessed by this red dragon is no less than the magical ability of the Sanctuary mage Lapers.

"This is really a terrifying monster!" The眯眯眼(眯眯眼: squinting eyes mage sighed, he closed his mouth, because his lines were taken by the surrounding mages.

Seeing the surrounding mages looking dumbfounded, the squinting eyes mage became proud again. He felt that his will was more firm, unlike these mages, making a fuss, ignorant!

The other mage's words were really a bit disrespectful to the red dragon, but the surrounding imperial guards were not human, and their views were different from humans.

They thought that this was a kind of praise from the mage to the red dragon, so these large imperial guards revealed an knowing look in their eyes.

But Caron's consciousness did not notice the reactions of these people. The re-born light of the soul had integrated into every part of his body, every piece of flesh, every organ, and even every cell.

His body, including his own soul and will, was contaminated and wrapped by the light of the soul, and finally penetrated into the evil dragon's blood that had dormant on its own due to the re- concentrated of his will.

His former bloodline talent-【 mind overclocking】, was also shattered at this moment, turning into countless runes, was the light of the soul penetrated into the bloodline absorbed. A new ability was quietly forming in Caron's body.

This is the power of the soul born from the analysis of the supreme arrogance, and it is also the power of the soul born from the purest will, so it also has the power of supreme power— who decides the fate!

boom, at the moment when this ability was born, Caron's will suddenly sensed all the creatures, souls, and objects in this world that existed in connection with his psionic energy.

The distant dim sanctuary, the desperate twisted souls, the unwilling heroic spirits, the silent and fearful dependents, all received feedback in his re- concentrated psionic energy.

The next moment, Caron's will suddenly arrived across the distant distance. His light of the soul crossed the long space and sprinkled down.

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"Ah," a soul that had been beheaded and had a withered body was pulled by the world's origin, the call from the River Styx, tearing it out of the sanctuary.

"I am unwilling, I don't want to!" The fallen soul of the gnoll overseer wore broken iron armor embedded in the soul, grabbed tightly on the dim sanctuary pillar. The powerful pulling force made him like a small boat swaying in the wind and rain, ready to capsize at any time.

One by one, the unwilling souls were shouting and struggling, but the souls that lost the protection of psionic energy were not perceived by mortals.

The dragon's dependents were lifeless, silent and depressed, just repeating, putting the weapons in their hands smeared again and again.

Power of the soul arrived at this moment, like the gods in the sky sprinkling their brilliance and blessings. The blood-colored sanctuary suddenly trembled, leisurely took off, the silent blood color bloomed immeasurable light.

The dragon song and song of heroic spirits engraved in the giant dragon sanctuary were sung by no one, leading the immeasurable light sprinkling, falling on one soul after another.

The iron armor on the soul of the gnoll overseer was restored, the blood color faded, and the entire soul solidified, rippling a layer of white light.

Light isolated the call of the River Styx, and also made the soul of the gnoll overseer quiet and peaceful. The irritable soul fanatical and devoutly cried out: "Praise my Lord, praise my King, praise the Dragon King who rules the world!"

One by one, the souls bloomed holy light, and they all loudly praised: "Praise my Lord, praise my King, praise the Dragon King who rules the world!"

Holy light appeared here, the heroic spirits were able to reappear, the sanctuary floated in the air, the warriors below also felt the presence of the red dragon at this moment, all the warriors threw the weapons in their hands high, a kind of active aura reappeared, enthusiastic and noisy.

All the warriors were loudly shouting: "My King, my Lord, the Dragon King who rules the world!"

Caron's consciousness at this moment, taking advantage of the psionic power of countless souls, suddenly expanded. He felt the pulse of the world, the mental consciousness fluctuations of all the life in the Green Field Forest, and also felt the consciousness fluctuations of all the trees of life growing in this plane.

The next moment, his will arrived along this fluctuation in the frequency and rhythm connected by the consciousness of all the trees of life. The consciousness of all the trees of life echoed with the red dragon's arrogant laughter: "Make a choice, submit, or destroy!"

……

Far away from the dragon群(dragon群: dragon swarm)'s territory, in the southern continent, a fertile territory belonged to Count Rabic. In the eyes of the subjects of Count Rabic's territory, this Count was not only tall and handsome, but also had flowing golden hair that fascinated many lovesick girls.

Moreover, Count Rabic was rich and kind, owning the most luxurious palace, but he would never exploit the commoners in the territory. This luxurious palace was only built by relying on the wealth of his family.

Every day, countless girls who dreamed of becoming the Count's lover stood in front of this luxurious palace, pretending to pass by inadvertently, hoping to gain the favor of Count Rabic.

Unfortunately, Count Rabic seemed to be too devoted, only loving the Countess with silver hair. Although the Countess's figure and appearance were stunning, the girls who knew the nature of the nobles also hoped that Count would eat some vegetables one day, but no one had ever been able to succeed.

The luxurious palace, with its grounds measured in hectares, boasts gardens brimming with roses, fountains adorned with exquisitely carved stone statues, halls carpeted with opulent rugs, and countless elegant and secluded pavilions.

Everything a noble's castle possesses, this palace also has, but on a far grander and more majestic scale than any noble could achieve.

Countless beautiful maids, carrying golden and silver pots, move through the palace. Each of these lovely maids is infinitely more beautiful than the girls who linger outside the palace walls, possessing the most graceful manners and impeccable attire.

Several beautiful maids strolled through the palace halls, chatting and laughing, until they stopped in a rear garden. They carried gold and silver watering cans and sprinklers, tending to the flowers in the garden.

"Hehe, I heard that the young king from the Land of Gold, the one formerly known as the Tyrant Who Controls Earth and Magma, is now being called the World-Shaping Dragon by many human scholars. And that red dragon has recently gained the allegiance of a metallic dragon, which is incredible. How could a metallic dragon be willing to serve a chromatic dragon?"

One of the beautiful maids said to her companion while watering the flowers.

"It's perfectly normal. That red dragon is different from the other chromatic dragons. The dragon horde he leads is also very different from those foolish chromatic dragons. I even bought a book the other day, said to be a story circulating in the Land of Gold, about an ogre and a beautiful maiden,"

Her companion chuckled, "The story is very touching. I even cried secretly in my blanket, shedding so many tears. I never imagined that such an ugly monster could possess such beautiful feelings!"

The beautiful maid's expression suddenly turned mischievous. Her delicate and slender eyebrows arched, and she lowered her voice, giggling, "An ogre and a beautiful maiden, huh? I think you probably weren't just wiping away tears."

The companion's face flushed red, and she reached out a slender, fair finger to pinch the beautiful maid. Their laughter instantly filled the garden.

In a tall pavilion, the window of a study was open. A golden-haired youth sat in a large chair draped with luxurious animal hide, leafing through a book. The cover, briefly visible as he turned the page, vaguely revealed the words—Dragons and the Game of Power.

The maids' laughter and playful banter drifted into the golden-haired youth's ears on the breeze. The spirited young man suddenly flung the book far away.

"What a load of dragon dung, Dragons and the Game of Power. How could proud dragons wage war and slaughter each other over the power struggles of mortals? It's utterly ridiculous."

A cold smile appeared in the golden-haired youth's eyes. "The Tyrant Who Controls Earth and Magma? The World-Shaping Dragon? Hmph, just a lucky chromatic dragon. He dares to have such titles!"

The golden-haired youth clenched his fist, and a strange power surged within his body.

This power stirred the deepest pride and arrogance within the dragon's nature, granting the youth a tremendous boost and extraordinary abilities. The abundance of this powerful energy caused the corners of his mouth to curve upward in a smug grin.

"Ha, arrogant power, the ability that is naturally suited for dragons. I will prove that I am stronger than that red dragon. Powerful titles are only worthy of the strong, and I, Obilas Rabik, am the true strong one!"