Beneath the Red Dragon

This ancient Dragon Language voice does not carry the force of an order, yet as it echoes, it becomes an irresistible command.

All the Giant Dragons froze in their retreat because that pair of red halos regarded all beings as equal.

That also meant it was issuing orders not only to Storm Titan Dalia but to all creatures.

I hereby command, you must obey.

"Roar, Dragon Emperor, Karon Gogomola,"

"This is the King of the Five-Color Dragons, Master of the Northern Dragon Group, the Red Monarch of the Earth and Wasteland,"

"Supreme Ruler of the Golden Empire, the mightiest of the Northern Dragon Group!"

"So should we submit?"

The Five-Color Dragons roared tumultuously, the rebellious nature of the Evil Dragon Blood urged them to defy the commands of this Shadow Dragon.

But a sense of fear like thorns on their back seemed to clutch at the Evil Dragon Blood within them, coldly watching every evil dragon’s will that dared to emerge.

What would be the consequences of standing out before the Emperor! The Five-Color Dragons dared not attempt, so they hesitated.

"Arrogant dragon, is this really the King of the Northern Dragon Group?"

"Such arrogance, this is the stronghold of the Southern Good Dragon,"

"Just because some mortals praised you, you really think you’re the Emperor of the Giant Dragons?"

"Chris Tianna, so it turns out that you oppose Erikson because you were scared by such an arrogant Giant Dragon!"

The female Golden Dragon Naloya bared her fangs, standing undaunted with the other Metal Dragons, letting out a defiant dragon roar.

"How dare you insult the noble Ancient Titan Blood?" Storm Titan Dalia was furious, stopping her retreat.

Thunder Fury circled her golden armor, and her bright white pupils were filled with elements of lightning and storm, appearing no less than the quiet Shadow Dragon.

"How dare you make me kneel before you; even the ancestral Dragon King would not be so arrogant before the Titan Race," roared Storm Titan Dalia.

Crackling,

Lightning danced in the sky as Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson descended from the sky, fearlessly staring into the eyes of the fearsome Shadow Dragon.

"So you are the King of the Northern Dragon Group? Karon Gogomola, I’ve always wondered what you would look like, but I didn’t expect you to be just an arrogant dragon without intelligence, hahaha, it’s utterly ridiculous,"

Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson’s face was as hard as cold iron, and with a strong golden dragon claw, he grasped an unusual weapon from his scale armor, as if it appeared out of the void.

This unique longsword, once it appeared, pierced into the pupils of all the Giant Dragons present, as if crafted particularly to target the Dragon Species, a mighty Sacred Artifact.

Dragon Slayer Sword!

Such an exclusive Sacred Artifact against the Dragon Race, created in some ancient and distant era, whose forging methods remain unknown, but its lethality to dragons is undeniable.

Ordinary weapons, even legendary weapons, in these Giant Dragons’ eyes, could not compare to their own steel fangs and Iron Claws; weapons are merely burdens to dragons.

But the Dragon Slaying Sacred Artifact in Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson’s claw, when facing dragons, was undoubtedly in a near-divine realm, its lethal power far surpassing Erikson’s own claws and fangs, far beyond any Magic.

Except for the strongest Dragon Curse Skill—Dragon Madness Curse Skill!

However, Adult Silver Dragon Chris Tianna and the two adult Metal Dragons Gross and Natarili were not core members of the Gogomola Dragon Group.

Therefore, they did not know, after practicing the Dragon Proof, that each core member of the Gogomola Dragon Group could use the poison of their Evil Dragon Blood as a form of Curse Magic, the embryo of the strongest Dragon Curse Skill—Dragon Madness Curse Skill.

Because this Curse Magic based on substantial bloodline existence, even Shadow Dragon Karon could not wield it.

"If your skills aren’t as brash as your words, then you’ll die by my hands today, achieving my future reign as the Emperor of the Golden Dragons with your reputation. The fame of the Giant Dragon Emperor, to whom all dragons should submit!"

Erikson sneered coldly, his father a legendary Golden Dragon, his mother a legendary Titan, giving him an immensely powerful background, his source of confidence.

The massive Shadow Dragon looked down at this young Ancestral Golden Dragon, its blood-red eyes making it impossible for any creature to read its expression, but its blatant contempt and disdain were evident in its body language and tone.

"Relying on external objects, barking arrogantly like a dog before me, throughout the history of the Endless World, have you ever heard of a true strong being ruling by relying on external means!"

"You’re just a useless joke, a wild chicken gaining power not belonging to itself. I can crush you effortlessly!"

The furious Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson did not register in the eyes of the Shadow Dragon, his bright red eyes shifting toward Storm Titan Dalia who blocked his son, a raspy, soft laugh escaping him.

"What, you can’t take it when treated with the same methods you use on others?"

"No wonder in Karon Gogomola’s heart, there would always arise an almost endless desire for destruction after being processed through his thoughts and wisdom,"