Under the Red Dragon

In an instant, countless giant dragons with steel-gray dragon horns and iron-colored coronets descended upon the walls of the Royal City of Coria amidst the roars of the True Dragon Emperor.

Each dragon exhaled dense plumes of breath, some corrosive acid, others explosive sparks of fire, completely encircling the massive high walls of the Royal City of Coria.

The Black Dragon King, Rosani, bared his fangs as his four claws scaled the north wall of the Royal City of Coria, his four toes, thick as giant trees, deeply embedded in the wall.

The Red Dragon King, Krainaia, rested her slender head against the massive, thick magical barrier to the northwest of the Royal City of Coria, tilting her head and squinting with cold dragon eyes at the warriors winding the huge ballistae.

Like a giant peering over a well, she revealed one eye, staring threateningly at the soldiers behind the battlements, and warned, "Heh, be careful, you pathetic worms; once you let go, you'll never have the chance to live!"

Bang!

The Double-Headed White Dragon, Camide, clung to the southwest of the Royal City of Coria like a gecko, with piercing frost spewing from the nostrils of both heads.

The dragon's intonation seemed a little too intelligent for this white dragon, especially since the words it spoke seemed out of place on the verge of battle.

"Ah ha, Caron said that while True Dragons are naturally gifted, their efforts after birth are most important,"

Camide's original head cackled triumphantly, "So I was originally planning to rest well today and tomorrow, and then work a little bit harder the day after tomorrow!"

The other head impatiently interrupted, roaring at the warriors on the magic barrier, "It's you mongrels who disturbed my Lord Camide's perfect plan,"

"You'd better listen to me obediently, just like I listen to Caron; then Lord Camide will consider sparing you innocent fellows!"

The White Dragon King, Germot, crashed down at the east gate of the Royal City of Coria, dominating the high ground and looking down in all directions.

The dragon language roaring from this white dragon's mouth was as cold and sharp as the icy scales on its body, with the dragon's language affecting the wavering legion warriors like a release of draconic pressure through sound.

"The True Dragon Emperor's words have never been empty; even if you have unyielding bones and a belly full of courage, why not consider it for yourselves and your families?"

"If someone is willing to offer their life for those nobles and holy spirits, then the True Dragons of the Empire will not hesitate to slaughter the city!"

Crackle!

Sparkling electric fire splashed from the nostrils of the Primal Gold Dragon, Obirasch, although it could not shake the solid magic barrier, not even causing a ripple.

But this huge sense of threat made the legion artillery, hiding behind the magic barrier and battlements, manipulating the dragon-hunting ballistae and various war instruments, tremble in their hearts and hands.

"Slaughter the city? Among the Gold Dragons, no dragon has ever done such an exciting and pioneering thing; this is very challenging for me,"

The Primal Gold Dragon, Obirasch, grinned hideously, "My innate noble benevolence is trying to stop me from doing such a thing; well, if you don't listen to my advice, it's not like I can't make an exception for you once."

"You can die under Obirasch's claws; even in the endless River Styx, you'll have a lot of face!"

The female Gold Dragon, Naroia, also perched to the right of the Primal Gold Dragon; at this time, this female Gold Dragon frowned slightly, still not quite used to the mad appearance of the Empire's True Dragons.

"It's not good to kill them all; the external public opinion will be very serious, especially those guys in the Southern Benevolent Dragon Alliance; they seem to be dormant, but they may do something again."

Naroia said, "We can kill a batch of the most resistant people first, then kill a batch of neutral wavering people, deal with them little by little, and wait until..."

"What nonsense," the adult Silver Dragon, Flo, said coldly, its coronet, like a silver disc, seemed to shimmer with the cold light of an iron knife.

"Those who disobey the will of the Emperor and hinder the will of the Empire's dragons must all die; the Empire still hasn't killed enough, so these stupid, unopinionated masses don't value the Empire's will!"

The young Red Dragon, Cadilos, lay on the city wall, his strong hind limbs clinging deeply into the cracks in the wall, his two thick, long forelimbs couldn't help but scratch his huge, ferocious head.

"You metal dragons have said what the chromatic dragons were going to say, so what else am I supposed to say?" the young Red Dragon muttered.

Having experienced the change in concepts and the practice of the Dragon Proof, the reversal of the personalities of the chromatic and metal dragons in the Golden Empire stemmed from their innate differences.

Most of the metal dragons were originally born good, so they had to release some of the twisted darkness in their hearts in order to lure out those sources of desire, bind them for their own use, and turn them into nourishment and power for the practice of the Dragon Proof.

The Green Dragon, Antajena, chuckled, and at this moment, the dragon's intonation, which was deafening to humans, turned into seductive and tempting words in the ears of those human legion warriors.

"Give up resisting, give up struggling; you were originally going to go bad anyway, so why aren't you happy? You deserve a better life; look at the citizens of the Golden Empire; every ordinary person lives more happily than you do,"

The emerald coronet of the Green Dragon, Antajena, shimmered with magical light, and her pupils, like glittering emerald gemstones, bloomed with mental bewitchment that even the magic barrier could not isolate.

"Be obedient, turn your weapons around, kill those nobles who treat you as tools and objects of exploitation, be obedient, open the magic barrier, turn off the magic energy supply, and you will receive my pity and compassion,"

The voice of the Green Dragon, Antajena, echoed in the ears of those noble legion warriors like a mother gently coaxing her child to sleep, and at this moment, quite a few warriors turned their weapons around after a brief hesitation.

The huge dragon-hunting crossbows began to turn, aiming at the strong individuals of the various noble kingdoms who were ascending into the sky.

Even those spellcasters who had begun to gather under the orders of the noble legion commanders, ready to release a torrent of spells and provide support for the magic barrier of the entire Royal City of Coria, were also shaken by the mental spells of this Green Dragon.

"Damn it, don't listen to the bewitchment of these evil dragons," the noble legion commander quickly ordered the wavering warriors to be surrounded and their weapons confiscated.

"Strengthen your minds!"

"Protection from confusion!"

"Courage enhancement!"

The magic corps of the Kingdom of Coria began to wave the staffs in their hands under this coercive pressure, scattering magical radiance like rain, strengthening the minds of their own camp, lest a sudden infighting break out at this critical moment.

"Anyone who dares to act rashly will die!"

The Thunder Lord, Dos, roared with bared teeth, each of these Dragon Kings of the Golden Empire was particularly outstanding.

In his peak adolescence, the Blue Dragon, Dos, had reached an astonishing length of twenty-one meters.

Among the five-colored dragons, although the size and growth potential of the Blue Dragon were slightly inferior to the strongest Red Dragon species, its size was only second to the Red Dragon and Gold Dragon among the ten True Dragons, and slightly inferior to the Silver Dragon.

But the Blue Dragon was also the first under the super-giant True Dragon, and a Blue Dragon with a more outstanding talent than ordinary True Dragons could only have a body length like the adolescent Blue Dragon, Dos, when it grew to the peak of its youth, but its growth potential and strength were far inferior to the Blue Dragon, Dos, at this time.

Even ordinary Gold Dragons, such darlings of nature, only possessed a body of over twenty meters after entering adulthood.

No matter what era it was, these Dragon Kings of the Golden Empire had the potential to grow into a super-evil dragon.

Such a size, pressure, and sense of threat made all the legion warriors unable to easily make their own decisions, even though the legion warriors had been instilled with the subconscious thinking of obeying orders by those senior commanders in the initial training.

The residents of the Royal City of Coria began to shout in the streets and alleys.

The evil dragons that climbed on the walls of the Royal City and looked down on all living beings were too terrifying, and the sky full of magic dragons and flying dragons covered all the space of the magic barrier of the entire Royal City of Coria.

The sun in the sky was also blocked by the huge bodies of these magic dragons, flying dragons, and dragon beasts flapping their huge wings, and the shadows cast down covered the entire Royal City of Coria, plunging the Royal City, which had been passed down for thousands of years, into the darkness of night.

Countless dense white mists of breath spewed from the mouths and noses of the dragons in the sky, which was the billowing smoke filling the air.

No ordinary person dared to ignore the threat of the Golden Empire in such a situation, so they began to shout.

"Anyway, we are just the bottom class exploited and ruled by those nobles; why should we offer our lives and blood for them!"

"They are not worth us doing this; did you see the Heavenly Angel we offered when that evil dragon threatened to slaughter the city without any reaction?"

"They are not worthy; those high-ranking nobles should die; the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire always keeps his word; we will definitely be able to survive!"

There were even countless ordinary people shouting loudly at the legion warriors standing on the city wall as guards, "Child, where are you? Put down your weapons and surrender with your colleagues and companions!"

"Don't implicate us; don't implicate your families to die under the claws of those dragons."

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The city was full of chaos and wailing, and this terrifying chaos made the powerful individuals of the various countries who had ascended into the sky change their expressions.

For a time, the legion warriors were shaken everywhere, and only the Kingdom Guard directly under the Kingdom of Coria and the direct legion led by the female general, Winona Coria, could barely maintain their composure.

"Did you see it, did you all see it,"

Caron stood high and looked down, his strong hind limbs trampling on the narrow and high castle, his thick and strong two forelimbs raised high and stretched forward, like a virtual embrace of the entire Ekaia world.

The resounding dragon language sounded, just like the arrogant flames of this True Dragon Emperor.

"When happiness ends, sorrow comes, knowing the number of the universe's waxing and waning,"

"Everything has its life cycle, and the heavens and all things operate their great fortunes according to rules,"

"The great fortunes of the rules will be changed, and all things will also change; all you can have is the nature of luck,"

Caron laughed in a deep dragon language, "It's a pity that you could have had all this, but why did you provoke me?"

"How should people like you change? Only death!"

"Those who follow the mandate of heaven will be sad, and those who resist my mandate will die!"

All the powerful individuals of the noble countries could not help but change their expressions at this time, and Duke Nialas angrily said, "Everyone, go together and kill him; the magic barrier of the Royal City of Coria cannot be broken by external force in a short time!"

"Even if the kings join forces, the magic barrier passed down for thousands of years is enough to withstand at least two quarters of an hour!"

"Kill him; as long as he dies, the Alliance of Kings will fall apart without being defeated, and we can retreat and plan to rise again," Duke Huiguang said coldly, holding a scepter and shrouded in hazy holy light.

"Even if we are retaliated against by the kings and killed by the crazy dragons, it is not a bad thing to kill this evil dragon to be buried with us!"

"At worst, we will perish together!"

"Kill!" The divine-blooded warrior, Winona Coria, pointed her long sword.

The loyal Kingdom Guard and the Kingdom Magic Corps immediately took action at this order.

The killing intent was like a torrential rain, the magic-guided heavy artillery vibrated with a buzzing sound, the alchemical giant crossbows screeched and shot out, countless spells converged into an overwhelming roaring torrent, and the armor-piercing ballistae as thick as load-bearing pillars shot out and exploded through the air.

All the legions still in control poured all their firepower and attacks towards the Primal Red Dragon, covering all directions.

The intense life aura and powerful aura of the divine-blooded warrior, Winona, suddenly erupted, and three pairs of wings emitting holy light carried her body and shot towards the Primal True Dragon like a comet striking the moon.

The aura and will of the powerful individuals of the noble countries wanted to unite and block the escape route of the Primal True Dragon, Caron Goggomora.

More than a dozen archmages of the noble alliance jointly chanted spells, and with the blessing of the magic energy nodes, they triggered a vast torrent of magic power, trying to stir up the elemental changes in the entire space, so that the elemental incarnation ability that the terrifying Red Dragon had once displayed could not take effect.

Rumble!

The platinum holy sword in the hand of the King of the Kingdom of Coria bloomed with unprecedented light as he swept through the air.

Three pairs of wings stretched out from his spine behind him, but the color of these wings was cyan, not the pure white color of the Seraph itself.

Caron could even feel that the blood of the Seraphim in the body of Coria XIII now had signs of turning into the blood of Coria XIII.

It was as if this king was not going to awaken the blood of the Seraphim, but was going to rely on himself to transform and become the original angel.

"Good, good, good, you are all rare talents, but it's a pity that I keep my word,"

Caron hugged his claws in the void and laughed, "Come!"

"A firm soul will is the prophet of fate, my judgment on your fate is,"

Caron's cold and fierce scarlet blood eyes stared at that Duke Nialas, revealing his fangs and laughing wildly, "One second later, kill you!"

Rumble!

Ten thousand dragons spread their wings and soared into the sky.

The Dragon Kings of the Empire roared one after another, chanting ancient dragon languages that were difficult to hear.

Countless scaled dragons followed the empire's Dragon King, soaring through the sky. The resounding dragon language converged, much like the magical resonance casting once shaped by the mage guilds of the Golden Empire.

It is said that after achieving immortality, Tiamat once relied on her legion of Ancient Dragons to roam the astral hellscapes. The Golden Empire's dragon ranks lacked the individual power of the Ancient Dragon legions, but they were different from other dragons.

The sky has changed!