Under the Red Dragon

Karon had lost track of how long he had been in this desolate spiritual world, his perception of time constantly shifting.

Sometimes he felt as though he had experienced countless years, yet in the next moment, he felt like he had just stepped into this world.

This extremely distorted and ever-changing perception, coupled with endless solitude, could easily drive a strong-minded person insane. Even Karon, with his unwavering will, felt weary under the prolonged shifting of time.

A silent world, devoid of living beings and evil creatures, with only Karon existing alone.

Sometimes Karon even wished to encounter one or two powerful evil creatures, just to have a fight.

But despite the constant distortion of his perception of time, the actual time Karon experienced remained unchanged.

In the initial years, Karon persisted in exploring the possible changes within the desolate spiritual world, attempting to reach the end of this world through his own perseverance.

After persisting for several years, Karon realized that this world seemed to be as unchanging as its desolate and silent surface, only spontaneously absorbing all surrounding spiritual matter.

Karon's power couldn't even cause a ripple in this world; it would simply dissipate into spiritual matter, consumed by the world.

And this world, like the legendary River of Time, seemed to have no beginning and no end, its source and destination indistinguishable.

During this endless exploration, he gradually learned how to extract meager spiritual energy from this desolate world to replenish his spiritual body.

He discovered that after the dissipated spiritual energy was swallowed and absorbed by this desolate world, it would be transferred to the deeper layers of the true spiritual world through some means.

Because as he moved forward, the rate at which his own spiritual energy dissipated gradually accelerated, and the world's absorption of spiritual energy progressively increased.

This desolate world was similar to the digestive system of all spiritual realms, using endless time to grind down and transform all matter into spiritual energy—a manifestation of the world's rules.

Unfortunately, although this desolate tunnel resembled the world's digestive system, it lacked a true digestive passage for Karon to leave, unless he dispersed all his spiritual energy, in which case he would cease to be himself.

Eternal solitude led Karon to devote all his mind to the exploration of spiritual energy, in order to pass the time.

Until countless decades and countless moments had passed, Karon was finally able to effortlessly stabilize his spiritual body, no longer passively affected by the world's devouring.

But Karon was already exhausted. He was not defeated by the erosion of death, nor by endless loneliness, but was easily overwhelmed by the weariness of his soul. He entered a spiritual slumber in a corner of this world.

Day after day, year after year, his massive spiritual body passively competed with this world for the meager dissipated spiritual energy, until this spiritual energy accumulated, grain by grain, strand by strand, and layers of spiritual energy enveloped Karon's body.

Like a cocoon of light, it continuously grew in a corner of this world.

Karon entered a slumber, while his companions were awakening one by one.

As time passed, one juvenile dragon after another awoke from their nests.

The green dragon Anta Gina was the first to wake up from the dragon group, from this, we can see that the current green dragon, the third-ranked dragon species among the chromatic dragons, is not even comparable to the weakest white dragon Kamide in terms of potential and talent.

The more deeply affected by the blood of the evil dragon, the more difficult it is for the giant dragon to obtain stronger growth, their future is bound by the blood and inheritance left by the previous generation, and they can only grow in a regulated manner, the green dragon Anta Gina has already felt it.

However, when the green dragon Anta Gina crawled out of her twisted green forest palace, what she saw was the bronze dragon Alina who had been waiting here.

After the bloodline and magic growth of the green dragon in slumber, the surroundings of the green dragon's nest were already densely covered with countless twisted thick vines and poisonous weeds, those twisted ancient trees grew, like monsters with bared teeth and claws, covering the entire sky, making it difficult to see the sun in the forest.

"What are you doing in my nest, Alina? This is my private territory. You have offended me."

The green dragon Anta Gina bared her fangs, and a low roar and warning sounded from her throat. Each giant dragon's dragon nest is equivalent to the most private territory. Even companions with good relationships cannot break in at will, otherwise they will face a battle.

The green dragon's growing body is forged like emerald, and the beautiful scales shine brightly. Even the lush green forest cannot compare to the vitality and color of the scales on this green dragon.

Fortunately, the green dragon is already somewhat different from ordinary chromatic dragons, and is always more tolerant of companions she has recognized, and the bronze dragon Alina is only on the periphery of the dragon's nest, and has not broken into the real nest palace.

Most importantly, the bronze dragon Alina is a young dragon, which greatly eliminates the green dragon Anta Gina's desire to fight, because the awakened green dragon is very hungry, and now only wants to eat a lot of delicious meat.

"Be quiet, Anta Gina. I sensed that you were about to wake up, so I waited here. I think you need to understand the situation of the territory,"

The bronze dragon Alina smiled and revealed her white fangs, and the crisp dragon language sound was comforting and friendly. The slender dragon tail甩甩 behind this young female dragon showed that this giant dragon was in a rare good mood.

So when the white dragon Kamide crawled out of his ice-built nest, he saw two giant dragons visiting together.

However, the white dragon Kamide did not guard against other giant dragons like the green dragon Anta Gina. It was not that the white dragon Kamide had a good personality, because his two heads were busy arguing and fighting each other.

"Kamide, you stupid guy, you should listen to me from now on," the second head that the white dragon grew was somewhat different from the original head.

The white scales and fine scales on the neck and head have become a layer of fine appearance and long hair, just like the young white dragon Sloka.

"You are the idiot, don't you know what is called the boss, Karon is my boss, I am your boss, you should listen to me,"

Kamide grinned and let out a low roar in his mouth, and then unexpectedly bit his newly grown head, holding the slender neck below the head in his mouth.

He shouted vaguely in dragon language in his throat: "If you dare not listen to me, I will beat you to death! You nagging and annoying dragon thing!"

The green dragon Anta Gina and the bronze dragon Alina were quite interested in watching this farce at first, but the two heads did not give in at all and directly fought each other, until the two heads were so tired that they stopped panting.

"Hey, Anta Gina, Alina, when did you come here? You didn't steal my frozen food, did you,"

Panting, Kamide looked at the two giant dragons who were bored and lying on the ice pile on the top of the mountain, and asked with some suspicion.

The two female dragons looked at each other speechlessly, and finally the bronze dragon Alina sighed, "Forget it, Kamide, come with us!"

So when the black dragon Rosani woke up, what he saw were two silent female dragons and a white dragon who was fighting with himself.

After this growth, the black dragon Rosani's head has become completely different from the normal black dragon species. The thick head grows thick thorns, which grow along the cheeks, wrapping the entire face.

The chin is slightly narrower, and the thorns that grow are also thick and short, which looks particularly hideous and fierce. Especially the two dragon horns like masks set it off like a demon dragon from hell.

"Oh, seeing you makes me happy, but I would rather greet me with a group of enthusiastic little mares," the black dragon Rosani poked his head out of the lake and carefully examined his appearance through the lake surface.

While raising non-existent ears, I want to hear the companions' praise for his current form.

"Your current appearance doesn't look like a black dragon at all. Maybe you have other undiscovered bloodlines, but it is indeed fierce enough."

Kamide's new head paused the quarrel and offered praise with great eyesight.

"Are you trying to say that Rosani is not a pure blood, but a mixed dragon, I understand what you mean,"

Kamide subconsciously retorted what his other head said.

The dragons looked at each other, only the black dragon Rosani waved his tail indifferently, and came out of the lake triumphantly, showing off his new appearance.

Only the blue dragon Dos, this young blue dragon is different from other giant dragons. After each giant dragon sleeps, their spirits are quite active, and the growth of bloodlines also makes these giant dragons more energetic.

And Dos is a listless look, slowly stepped out of his dragon's nest, when he saw a giant dragon surrounded his mountain top nest, could not help but sigh deeply, issued a dragon language wailing.

"Don't tell me that I need to fulfill the responsibilities of the giant dragon lord as soon as I wake up. Even in my sleep, I will always dream of mountain-high documents pressing on me. I feel that I haven't slept enough this time and need to make up for it!"

The white dragon Gremot, this special white dragon, woke up almost at the same time as the red dragon Kleinaya. Although Kleinaya entered the slumber earlier than the white dragon, it can also prove that this white dragon's current talent is strong enough.

The dragons gathered on the top of the mountain for the first time, overlooking the mountain where the dragon lord, who was still without breath fluctuations, was obviously in deep sleep.

"You are really a bunch of waste. You can't even solve some orcs. Do you still want to wait until Karon wakes up to clean up this mess himself?"

The grumpy Kleinaya scolded without any scruples. This red dragon's strength is also among the top of the giant dragon lords. The juvenile female red dragon's body has grown to fourteen meters.

Therefore, facing the young bronze dragon Alina, she is not inferior.

"The dragon group's warriors are brave and loyal, but their numbers are too small, and they should not be consumed in large quantities, otherwise our territory's elites will be emptied, so we have been delaying and waiting for you to wake up!"

The ocean dragon Nakson said without fear. Among these giant dragon lords, this water-attribute giant dragon's talent is not outstanding, and its strength is not outstanding, but it is quite rational. Although it has not yet become a lord giant dragon, its status has been significantly improved.

Because in the past few years, the order of the territory has been maintained by the ocean dragon Nakson, and he has made considerable contributions.

The white dragon Gremot stood on the top of the mountain, looking down through the clouds and mist surrounding the mountain. The royal capital he had built had become a huge and solid giant city.

Countless residents were active in it, and even the giant dragons on the top of the mountain could see those dense little people.

But at this moment, this huge city was surrounded by countless orcs, and the heavy artillery on and under the city walls were roaring.

Countless orcs, under the remote cover of their own side, carried siege equipment and cloud ladders to attack the tall city walls, and countless orcs died every moment.

Despite this, the endless orcs still numbered no less than 100,000. The black and oppressive crowd covered the deforested earth like a large black wriggling curtain, impacting the city's defenses like a tide.

Only the east wall of the royal capital, because of the obstruction of the Golden River, these orcs found it difficult to deploy a large number of troops to attack here, and after leaving thousands of corpses, they chose to leave a small number of warriors to guard it.

The remaining army crossed the downstream of the Golden River and besieged the entire royal capital, attacking endlessly.

The tall city walls, and the solid magic defense barrier, had already been broken in the continuous attacks, exhausting all their energy. At this time, even the hard granite walls were pitted and riddled with shallow pits the size of bowls from the bombardment of heavy artillery and giant crossbows.

Occasionally, archers and artillerymen guarding the city walls were hit by the orcs' heavy artillery and blown into pieces along with their weapons.

Some elf archers were pierced by huge dragon-hunting crossbows because they failed to dodge in time, and their scattered bodies and blood splattered the ground of the city walls.

However, under the interference of hundreds of flying dragon knights in the sky, the orcs' attacks were not smooth, and they had to pay a lot of lives to approach the front of this huge city.

The white dragon Gremot frowned his fine scales. He did not see the most powerful legion of dragon warriors, those powerful warriors who had spent a lot of money from the dragon territory to cultivate.

Even the warriors guarding the city walls, in addition to a large number of elf archers, green-skinned and kobold musketeers, etc., there were only many orcs in leather armor. These orcs were especially brave, attacking their own clansmen head-on, without mercy.

And the blue dragon Akz, who did not come to the top of the mountain, was roaring on the city wall, directing the defense of the city wall. Occasionally spitting out lightning, turning some orcs who tried to jump on the city wall into a pile of coke.

The blue dragon Kalit and the green dragon Ellie and the young red dragon Kadiros each guarded a city wall, and the roar of the giant dragon shook the world, and even the dragons on the top of the mountain could hear it clearly.

Only a few timid white dragons secretly hid behind the chopped wall, and only when some orcs climbed up the city wall, would they pounce with their claws and teeth, or use their long tails to slap these orcs off the city wall.

"Where is Chiron? Could it be that even he has disappeared from this world? And also Yugu, Jibu, the power of these warriors is enough to compare with ordinary giant dragons, their legions are our most capable and loyal battle groups, could it be that they have all returned to the temple?"

These outstanding warriors were well-known to the dragons, because these warriors were not only loyal, but also had the strength to challenge the giant dragons, so they were all put on the list of attention by the dragons.

"Hehe, they aren't in the city. They were transferred out the day before the siege. If we hadn't sensed that you and Kleineria would wake up recently, we would have launched a full-scale counterattack long ago."

The copper dragon Alfred said, shaking his head. This copper dragon now has the bronze dragon Alina as a partner, is one of the lords of the dragon territory, and is engaged in work he enjoys. Among the dragons, he is the most relaxed.

"It seems you already have a plan," the white dragon Gamot relaxed the fine scales between his eyebrows, his dragon voice deep and powerful.

"Then follow your plan. This war should end at our hands. We shouldn't disturb the Great Lord's slumber. Let sleeping dragons lie!"

...

Night fell on the Golden Land. The former Golden City has been rebuilt by the orcs and garrisoned with a large army, stockpiling supplies for the orcish forces.

Therefore, there are many guarding warriors, as many as twenty thousand troops, and several powerful legion commanders, all extremely powerful warriors who have stepped into the Holy realm.

With the unreserved support of the Orc Kingdom, the strength of the Orc army has also become stronger.

However, in the past two years of war, although the dragon knights and some dragons in the dragon group would intercept and destroy the Orc Kingdom's supply ships on the sea, they have never invaded this re-established military fortress in order to avoid losses.

Therefore, the orcs in the city seemed particularly relaxed and lazy. They unscrupulously drank cheap wine bought from human merchants at their posts, talking loudly about the future plans for this fertile land.

In the eyes of these orcs, it was only a matter of time before the army broke through the dragon's Capitol City. This fertile and rich land, deeply cultivated by the dragons, was about to become the new home of the orcs.

These orcs no longer need to crowd on the islands, worrying about the depleting resources and the growing number of orcs.

The Orc Kingdom will no longer face the danger of division, but will re-enter the stage of the main continent, thriving in this slightly remote but uniquely advantageous Golden Land, until it restores the glory of ancient times.

But these orcs didn't realize that under the newly built fortress, tunnels were being dug, and warriors were quietly waiting in the tunnels for news.

"According to the plan, each team needs to solve its own target. If you fail to complete it, you need to light your own fireworks, and someone will come to clean up for you. But by then, your mission will be considered a failure."

A warrior in black armor spoke in a muffled voice from under his mask. This warrior didn't wear a weapon; his weapon was a pair of steel claws replacing gauntlets.

The armor on this warrior was engraved with dense rune lines, and the mark in the center of the helmet looked like a wolf's head, obviously an improved magic-powered armor.

This batch of armor is called Night Stalker Armor and belongs to the experimental armor of the Night Stalker Regiment.

This small number of Night Stalker Regiments is currently responsible for leading the powerful mercenary groups hired by the dragon group, responsible for issuing tasks and supervising combat plans.

"This guy is definitely a powerful werewolf. Even though he's wrapped in airtight armor, I can still smell the dog stench on him," the blond youth whispered in the team. His vampire bloodline was particularly sensitive to the presence of werewolves.

"Never mind him. We need to solve our target with all our strength, and then we can let go and kill those orcs. Each one is a point, and I don't want to waste time."

The blonde girl's voice sounded, along with the sound of blowing bubbles.

Before the words were finished, they suddenly felt a slight change in the ground. The perception-type youth quietly released his perception and immediately gasped.

Around the entire orc fortress, countless white bone undead emerged. These white bone undead were tall, and the ghost fire flickered in their pupils, obviously stronger than ordinary white bone undead.

And on the originally flat ground, bone claws kept breaking out of the soil. The cold wind at night brought them the power and breath to reactivate.

It was a lich in a black robe, the lich who released all his power for the first time. He was summoning all the living beings who died on this land to fight for the dragons.

White bone undead gathered into a white bone army, thousands, tens of thousands, like a scourge of the undead. They made silent roars and then charged towards the orc fortress.

"Enemy attack!"

The orcs were alarmed by the huge tide of corpses and issued a warning, blowing the battle horn.

Giant crossbows and heavy cannons began to lock onto these fearless white bone corpses, making a roaring sound.

But they didn't notice that in the clouds in the sky, countless dragons poked out their heads, spread their wings, and swooped down.

Except for the blue dragon Akz, all the dragons gathered again.

And those orc legion commanders who were resting, just awakened by the horn, found that they were already surrounded by a large number of warriors.

Outside the city, on the main road leading to the orc army, cavalry made of steel were lined up in the center of the road, the long knives in their hands shining with a cold light that the night could not hide.

The result of this battle was already doomed. On this night, the orc army's fortress was breached, and no orc survived!