Beneath the Red Dragon

On this lifelike Steel Dragon Claw interwoven with Flame Runes, there was even the faint glint of steel itself, as if a real Giant Dragon was reaching out its terrifying claw from the book.

Upon its appearance, it seemed to freeze space and time, becoming the sole focal point in this majestic palace.

The concept of time seemed to drift away, and the vast pressure of the Ancestral Golden Dragon and the Son of the Storm Titan, Erikson, seemed to be separated by a dimensional distance, only felt but untouchable.

Even the blazing Thunderbolt pillar struck by Erikson in his fury seemed to be slowed to a near stagnation by some peculiar power.

The frightened eyes of the Dragon Group even reflected the glimmering image on each fine Scale of the Steel Dragon Claw, yet the power of this Magic did not truly possess the ability to stagnate time.

Rather, it carried an overwhelming spiritual impact that inverted all directions and confused the five senses, distorting the perception of time for each Giant Dragon’s spiritual soul within this brief moment.

So that this brief moment of time, in the eyes of these mighty Giant Dragons and Cloud Giants, in the eyes of these feeble Elves and Paladins, was stretched, elongated, and solidified.

Allowing every Giant Dragon, every being, to see that living Dragon Claw slowly unfold its five sharp talons, seemingly grasping the world’s very artery.

With a roar from Bronze Dragon Gross, all his Magic Power was instantly drained by the Flame Dragon Claw, a faint flicker of flame suddenly birthed at the tip of this Dragon Claw.

Thus, the entire great hall immediately plunged into darkness.

Crack,

Within the great hall, bonfire after bonfire was extinguished, every trace of light absorbed entirely, converging upon the tip of that Steel Dragon Claw.

The Giant Dragon and Cloud Giants widened their eyes in terror, as if in slow motion replay, they saw the five points of light on the Steel Dragon Claw merge into the air, transforming into countless, endless fire lines, tens of thousands upon tens of thousands.

These dense fire lines, born from the tip of the Steel Dragon Claw, erupted and connected with the radiation waves and undetectable waves existing in the world.

As if igniting all visible space, behind the fire lines loomed the ever-darkening solitude, absorbing all the temperature and energy of the world into increasingly brighter flames.

After these countless hard-to-count fire lines passed, all the temperature from the water molecules in the air was extracted, condensing into a cold breath pervading the air, following the extended fire lines forward.

Fire light brightens everything at the front, while cold breath freezes the space behind.

Crack crack,

This myriad of radiation wave fire lines swept through the massive blazing Thunderbolt, even the blinding Thunderbolt light dim down at once.

As if even the power of Thunderbolt could not affect the fire lines from the radiation wave, but the heat generated by the huge Thunderbolt pillar friction with air was also extracted, as if even the inherent temperature of the Thunderbolt itself vanished completely.

Thus this colossal unparalleled Thunderbolt pillar dimmed at once, subsequently frozen gradually by the cold breath following the countless fire lines.

Crack,

The massive Thunderbolt blaze returned to dark tranquility, the last residue shattered its freezing ice, but itself also dissipated into energy pieces like fragments of ice, disappearing into the air.

"Roar,"

Erikson suddenly unleashed a furious roar, "The Golden Dragon itself commands the power of electricity and fire, let alone the Ancestral Golden Dragon, the Flame Magic seems as laughable as a toy to me."

Erikson’s roaring voice resembled a distant thunder exploding, the surging Dragon Power rose suddenly like a towering mountain rising from the earth, majestic and sacred beyond direct gaze.

An enormous Ancestral Golden Dragon stood proudly, its scales more dazzling than gold under the sun, emitting light brighter than flames.

The thirty meters long Ancestral Golden Dragon’s talons raised high, its blazing golden eyes like two golden lamps suddenly lit in the dark night, radiating a fearsome golden gleam.

He stretched his head forward, upper jaw open, between his massive fangs, a brilliant Dragon Breath spewed from his mouth, electric light traversing and leaping within the breath, flame blazing and swelling fiercely between the breaths.

This thunderous roar and the mighty Dragon Power temporarily interrupted the mind-twisting power that enveloped the spirits and minds of the Cloud Giants and Dragons in the great hall, allowing these powerful beings to briefly recover their normal five senses.

But in their eyes, the Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson, who spewed out a powerful and immeasurable Breath, seemed like a bird trapped in a cage.

Throughout the whole spatial range above, below, and around, the dense radiation fire lines interwoven around the Ancestral Golden Dragon, forming a cage, countless Flame Runes shone amidst the fire lines.

The Breath endowed with unparalleled power had not even contacted these fire lines, when even the image of the Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson suddenly vanished.

Ten Trillion Hell Path, Ten Trillion is the time and magnitude, while Hell is the purpose, Path is the process.

All beings in the great hall, at this moment, were in panic and commotion, many Giant Dragons and Giants flew out of the great palace, soaring into the sky, seeking the figure of the Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson.

Exclamations and roars strung together, not finding their ruler, the Dragon King among Golden Dragons, the Ancestral Golden Dragon with the Giant Dragon Emperor as its goal couldn’t be found.