Under the Red Dragon

This seemingly young elf only realized upon closer inspection that her once lush, forest-green hair, full of life, had become somewhat dull. The seemingly youthful face also had fine wrinkles creeping around the corners of her eyes.

Elves originally belonged to the long-lived race, with each ordinary elf living for at least hundreds or thousands of years. Elves born in elf tribes with the Tree of Life have even longer lifespans.

This tribe not only possessed the Tree of Life, but the Tree of Life they possessed was vastly different from ordinary Trees of Life, bringing an astonishing effect of increased lifespan to these elves.

Coupled with the long-term consumption of the essence of the Water of Life, which could increase lifespan, the Great Elder of this elf could live for long years unimaginable to those short-lived races.

Even so, this elf was already showing signs of aging, making it impossible to guess how many years she had lived in this world.

She saw the elf druid Aiya walk in, then stood up from the soft cushion woven from leaves fallen from the Tree of Life on the ground, and asked with concern: "Aiya, you are back! Have you found any good news?"

"Great Elder," the young elf druid Aiya's tone was full of respect for the older elf. She lowered her hand covering her buttocks and gave a salute to the older elf.

"Those creatures that appeared in the Barren God Ruins are very weak. I have been observing their behavior and traces during this period, and found that they do not seem to be the minions of the Barren God. They have order and rationality, and do not like killing and chaos,"

the young elf druid Aiya replied.

"Not like the minions of the Barren God? That's good, this is really good news," the older elf elder's face showed a smile, and she exhaled a long breath, smoothing out the wrinkles tightly locked between her eyebrows.

The Barren God, this is a powerful existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with many gods, also known as the Primordial One, or the Primeval God.

No one knows how many Barren Gods exist in the world, including the gods in the God Realm above the astral world.

But in many legends circulating in the endless astral planes, there were hundreds of Barren Gods naturally created from heaven and earth at the beginning of the universe.

In the ancient years of endless time, the Barren Gods once had a great war with the many gods high above the God Realm, not only across planes, but also across crystal wall system.

Although this war eventually ended with the victory of many faith gods, the legendary King of Gods, the Primordial Dragon God Io, was also cut in half by the powerful Barren God—Erich Haas, the King of Fear, using that terrifying God-Slaying Great Axe.

And the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut and the Evil Dragon God Tiamat, in a certain legend, were born from the divided body of the Primordial Dragon God Io, and are the first generation dragon gods of the dragon bloodline inheritance, and the highest point of bloodline recovery, the blood of the first generation dragon gods.

The leader of the Barren Gods, Erich Haas, the King of Fear, was also beheaded by Bahamut, the North Wind Dragon King, and Tiamat, the Five-Colored Dragon Queen, who were born from the Primordial Dragon God.

But these Barren Gods are enemies that only many gods can fight against, so even if they are just some unknown minions of the Barren God, they are also a natural disaster that this weak plane cannot resist.

It's no wonder that the long-lived elf, who has countless years of composure, couldn't help but show a happy expression when she heard this good news.

"If they are not the minions of the Barren God, then I can rest assured. After all, in the entire world, none of the tribes have given birth to an elf child who can obtain the recognition of the sacred artifact. If the minions of the Barren God break through the barrier of the world again and invade, it will be difficult for us to resist those chaotic and bloodthirsty monsters!"

"It seems that they are just outsiders who accidentally came to this world. Well, let's not contact them for the time being, and continue to observe their movements to see what they want to do!"

The older elf elder sat down again, her expression returned to its ancient and waveless appearance, and her dark green eyes also dimmed.

"If they are found to want to step into that forbidden area, let them act as they please, and let them weaken the scale of those corpse ghost monsters."

Hundreds of years ago, this plane, named the Green Wilderness Forest by the mage, was discovered by a small part of the Barren God's minions wandering in the starry sky.

At that time, the elves were still scattered in small tribes, and a dozen elves could form a tribe, free and dispersed.

Under the leadership of the monster leader, those Barren God's minions tore apart the plane barrier, wanting to turn the entire Green Wilderness Forest plane into a Barren God's nest and transform all creatures into Barren God's claws.

Fortunately, at that time, there was a gifted elf who not only received the recognition of the will of the endless forest, but also received the blessing of all the Trees of Life, and obtained the recognition of the sacred artifact inherited by the elf tribe in this world.

Under the leadership of this elf, all the elves united and bravely resisted the invading Barren God's minions, paying countless lives.

Finally, in the last battle, the elf sacrificed his own life and used the passed-down holy spear to nail the leader of the Barren God's minions to death on the battlefield.

The blood that flowed from the leader of the Barren God's minions who was nailed to death by the holy spear turned the originally lush forest into a sandy land, and even after hundreds of years of recovery and nurturing, it is still difficult to restore the original state.

And the sacred spear that killed the leader of the Barren God is still nailing the monster's corpse deep in that barren sandy land, and no one can pull it out.

That tragic battlefield, which has turned into a barren sandy land, is now occupied by countless corpse ghost monsters formed from the corpses of the elves and Barren God's minions who died in battle that year.

"However, I also discovered a strange creature," the young elf druid's face showed a hesitant expression, and she told her discovery.

"That creature seems to be with those weak monsters. His body is covered with scarlet scales, and he has dragon horns on his head. He is not only excellent in strength, but also can use magic. He seems to be a dragonborn like the stories you told us when we were young."

Speaking of this, the young elf Aiya unconsciously touched her buttocks. The healed wound seemed to still transmit bursts of pain at this time, as if some kind of power existed and had not been removed.

"Dragonborn? Aiya, are you sure it's a dragonborn?" The older elf elder's waveless face twisted again. She stood up with a whoosh and asked somewhat hoarsely.

The young elf nodded, and she stammered: "If the stories you told us before are correct, Great Elder, then what I encountered should be a dragonborn."

"This is troublesome. The appearance of the dragonborn must mean that there is a giant dragon behind him," the older elf Great Elder was no longer calm at this moment, and her dim eyes flickered again, pacing back and forth in this spacious tree house.

In the elf elder's memory, thousands of years ago, when she was still young, there were also giant dragons in this plane. Those big guys with green scales and crowns on their heads occupied the entire plane and regarded all living beings as slaves.

At that time, the elves also lived in fear under the shadow of these terrifying creatures, and needed to regularly offer pure elf beauties and the Water of Life to the dragons. The passed-down elf holy spear was also once a collection and ornament in the dragon's lair.

Many talented elf children also turned to ashes because of the dragon blood of those giant dragons, just because the giant dragons wanted to create their own dragonborn legion and eternally rule the entire plane.

However, for some unknown reason, thousands of years ago, the leaders of those giant dragons suddenly disappeared from this world, and the remaining giant dragons also disintegrated, left this plane, and went to other worlds.

Therefore, the elf Great Elder, who had once had a slave life, was extremely shocked by this news. The Barren God's minions certainly wanted to exterminate all living beings in this plane and turn the world into a Barren God's nest, but the giant dragons were not much better.

The elf Great Elder still remembers the impression that many gathered large tribes gradually declined because they offered their clansmen to the giant dragons, and many small tribes were even exterminated because of this.

In the elf Great Elder's heart, the harm of the giant dragons is not as great as that of the Barren God's minions, but it is not far from it, and it can be said to be a natural disaster and dragon scourge for the entire plane.

"No, this matter should be notified to other tribes. Aiya, go and call Buka and the others. Later, you need to send my handwritten letter to the major tribes and let them come here to discuss how to face that dragonborn and the giant dragon behind it."

The elf Great Elder said decisively, turned around and took out a few wide leaves from the wooden shelf in the tree house, and imprinted her information into them. This matter is no longer something that their tribe can solve alone, and may be related to the future direction of the entire plane's destiny.

"Yes, Great Elder." The young elf bowed and exited the spacious wooden house, then jumped down from the height of the giant tree, transformed into an owl in mid-air, flew down hundreds of meters, landed at the bottom of the giant tree, and then transformed back into the elf's original form.

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That night, Kalon dragged this one-horned snake lizard magical beast back to the camp, but he only dug down the one-horned and heart of this beast, one-horned as the root of the magical power of this snake, can be regarded as a small treasure.

The heart was swallowed by Kalon as a small sweet spot for nourishment.

The rest of the flesh was distributed to those followers, but the blood essence of this one-horned snake was extracted by Kalon and put into the magic space pocket in his stomach, for future research.

He plans to collect the blood of every transcendent creature he encounters, the more samples the better, so that future studies can have multiple sample comparisons.

The magic space pocket was made by the mages Shiusier using the stomach bag of the Titan python he hunted last time.

Although the space is not large, only about one hundred cubic meters, which is equivalent to a house of seven point four meters long, five meters wide and two point seven meters high.

A more vivid description is equivalent to a one-bedroom apartment, but it is more than enough to hold some ordinary items.

Although the mixed Titan python's stomach bag is not as powerful as the pure Titan python, the volume of the space bag made is also a bit small. Kalong suspects that these mages secretly deducted some materials as some kind of handling fee and fire consumption.

Moreover, the dragon's stomach also has some kind of spatial attribute, but it can accommodate other spatial magic equipment. This is some kind of magical characteristic of the dragon's body. Moreover, after accommodating this magic space bag, Kalong also obtained some characteristics of this magic equipment.

That is, his storage capacity has also become larger, but this feature is better than nothing in the eyes of the red dragon, slightly a chicken rib, something of little value or interest.

After resting in the camp for one night, the chaotic imprints in Kalon's mind have calmed down a lot. Perhaps he has begun to get used to the existence of these imprints. At least these chaotic and gorgeous lines have made it difficult to affect the red dragon's concentration.

When Kalon was used to sleeping enough and stepped out of his barracks again, the squinting eyes mage had already built a teleportation magic circle in the camp with other mages.

This magic circle is used to teleport in this world. Once the mages and Kalon encounter irresistible or accidental danger, they will use the teleportation circle to return to this camp, and then return to Akani through the plane teleportation gate.

Kalon also received a teleportation seal engraved with complex runes. When he encounters danger, crushing the seal will activate the power of the teleportation gate and teleport him back to the camp.

Although Kalon has his own methods, he cannot guarantee that there will be no accidents, and it is a good thing to have an extra method, so he accepted this teleportation seal.

However, this kind of treatment is limited to Kalon and several mages. The gnoll soldiers and gnoll leader Yougu who will embark on an exploration trip with them did not get the teleportation seal.

The unevenness of the world is always reflected unconsciously. Although Kalon does not want the power of his subordinates to be damaged, he has already prepared for this.

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I have to say that with sufficient time to prepare for these mages, these mages' methods are always diverse. Just like a certain bat man in Kalon's memory.

Perhaps the famous saying about that person is quite appropriate for these mages, that is, never fight a mage.

In addition to the teleportation gate, those mages were also whispering and discussing in front of a strange magic instrument. This strange magic instrument looked like a mixture of a globe and a compass. A long pointer moved up and down on a small ball, constantly changing direction.

"Kalon, you finally woke up," the squinting eyes mage saw Kalon's figure, left the mage group, and walked over.

"How is it, Shiusier, do you have any clues about your exploration target?" Kalon moved his body.

In this plane full of rich vitality and humidity, the red dragon felt that his fire had diminished a lot. The blood that used to be restless every morning when he woke up now seemed very peaceful.

The squinting eyes mage nodded, "We found two targets, but the directions of the two targets are completely opposite. The closest target to us is behind us, about a thousand miles away,"

The mage's finger pointed to the back of the camp, the barren sandy land where the jungle gradually thinned.

Then his finger pointed to the southeast direction of the camp and said: "The other target is in that direction. Although it is farther away from us, the reaction of the magic instrument is more intense, so we are temporarily hesitant."

Kalon nodded. Although he would stand up and dominate in some things, he would not interfere with the choice of these mages in the direction of exploration. After all, he did not know which choice was correct and which choice was wrong.

As long as these mages do not propose the choice of dividing their troops to explore this world-shattering wisdom, he will not stop the other party.

Ultimately, the mages decided to explore the closer locations first, without proposing any splitting of forces.

Karon nodded and instructed Yug to gather the many gnoll warriors, leaving fifty warriors and the remaining kobold soldiers to guard the camp.

The rest of the gnoll warriors, with each other's help, donned heavy armor. In this humid plane, the armor became damp overnight, making it prone to rusting.

Therefore, many gnolls who treasured their armor smeared grease on it, making the armor appear black and shiny. When worn by the tall and sturdy gnoll barbarians, they looked quite elite and valiant.

Once all the warriors were equipped, the gnoll spellcasters released the ravens and vultures they had brought with them, sending them to scout ahead.

Then, the group left the camp, following behind the scout birds at a slow pace, while hundreds of kobolds pushed wheelbarrows loaded with the gnoll soldiers' supplies and provisions.

The path chosen by the mages initially had sparse forests and some active animals and beasts, but as the exploration team advanced, the environment became increasingly desolate.

After traveling about twenty miles, the surrounding environment had changed from sparse forest to a Gobi desert with only wild grass growing. The weathered sand absorbed most of the moisture in the area.

Traces of animal activity were rare, and even the birds in the sky had disappeared. Only burrowing worms and tiny creatures existed beneath the sand.

However, Karon liked this environment. It was dry, and the temperature was not as cold and damp as in the forest. In this place, the red dragon's abilities would not be affected.

As they went deeper, the temperature began to rise. The gnolls, covered in armor, lifted their faceplates to breathe more easily.

Scattered bones began to appear in the sand. Eroded by the wind and sand, they were already broken. Many bone fragments swirled in the wind, revealing more complete bones underneath.

When the team advanced beyond fifty miles, the bones in the sand became more numerous, and the bones buried under the sand became more complete. There were also many broken, weathered, and rusted weapons that looked like they could be snapped with a little force.

Some of the skeletons were missing their heads, clearly beheaded by enemies. Others had their sternums pierced, with a large hole and many broken ribs. Still others were split in half at the waist, showing various signs of death.

Karon and the squint-eyed mage walked in the center of the group, his senses constantly scanning. Although there was no negative energy accumulating on these scattered bones, they could tell that the bones had been in this area for a long time.

Even if buried in a coffin, they should have decayed into dust long ago. It was unreasonable for them to be preserved in such an easily weathered place.

Therefore, everyone became cautious, but no one was afraid to retreat.

Not to mention the abilities of these high-level mages, but for Karon himself, even if these bones turned into undead creatures, they would not be more resistant to the red dragon's flames than some dry firewood.

Even the gnolls' armor was like an iron can that these bones could not bite through. Only the weak kobold soldiers were a match for these bones, but these kobolds, before Karon's defeat, would always be more courageous than any dragon's minions.

Eventually, before dark, the exploration team did not encounter any emergencies.

Karon chose a leeward sand dune in the Gobi desert as the campsite for the night. He had all the kobolds surround the entire camp with wheelbarrows loaded with supplies and food, using them as the outermost defense.

Then, he used his ability to unearth all the bones under the selected camp and burn them to ashes with a dragon's breath.

He then solidified the ground of the entire camp with the power of the earth, ensuring that no bones could emerge from under the camp before stopping.

The other mages, seeing Karon being so cautious, also set up magical wards and took out magical gems from their magical rings, setting up a defensive magic circle around the camp, making the entire camp like an iron bucket.

Karon nodded in satisfaction. These generous mages did not care about this consumption, also showing their attitude that they did not want Karon's subordinates to be easily damaged.

After arranging the guards for the night watch, these people entered into rest, and the gnoll soldiers in heavy armor fell asleep.

Karon also closed his eyes, leaning against the solidified sand dune, silently resting.

On the sand dune with the high watchtower, the kobold soldiers on guard duty were meticulously scanning the surroundings of the camp. The bright moon in the sky allowed the kobolds, who already had some night vision ability, to see farther and clearer.

Fortunately, nothing happened in the first half of the night.

The night gradually deepened, and the bright moon in the sky was gradually obscured by the clouds, and the cold of the late night swept across the entire earth.

Suddenly, in the endless wilderness, bony hands broke out of the sand.