Under the Red Dragon

The azure mountains resembled a sea, and the setting sun was like blood.

Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson, seemed like the sun that had just risen in the morning, its radiance brilliant.

For other weaker races, such a terrifying injury would have been enough to threaten their lives.

Even with magic to heal such a severe injury, at least a Greater Heal spell would be needed for a full recovery.

However, Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson's majestic life force flowed within the pumping of his massive golden heart. Vast amounts of Ancestral Blood surged from the golden dragon's heart, climbing and covering his steely, snow-white bones.

Strands of blood vessels absorbed massive amounts of magical elements, growing into veins, pulsating muscle fibers, connecting muscles to muscles, nerves intertwined with nerves, flesh and blood growing in moments, transforming into a scaleless dragon in an instant.

Only the flesh and blood all over his body throbbed instinctively, like a terrifying monster.

"Ericson, Your Excellency, this is just a misunderstanding,"

Adult Bronze Dragon Gros said with a bitter expression, "Kris simply couldn't bear to see the tragedy of dragons devouring their own kind, and had no intention of being hostile to you."

"I, I just completely didn't expect the power of this spell. If you need compensation, we can certainly compensate you for your losses,"

Bronze Dragon Gros bowed deeply to Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson in the sky, whose anger and momentum were growing stronger, and apologized, "This is my fault. I am willing to accept punishment. I hope Your Excellency will not vent your anger on my companions."

"Gros?"

"You?"

Female Bronze Dragon Natareli and Silver Dragon Kris looked at the male Bronze Dragon in shock. Although these two female dragons regarded each other as companions, they had never imagined that this male Bronze Dragon Gros would say such a thing.

For dragons, such a character is rarer than the appearance of Ancestral Bloodline among dragons.

Even though Bronze Dragon Gros had experienced the Golden Empire and had some changes in his thinking, these two female dragons could not imagine such a scene.

Sometimes, imagination still needs to rely on the logic of the brain, because the brain cannot imagine things that do not exist or are illogical, but reality often does not need logic.

A deep chuckle rang out from the Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson in the high sky.

"Heh, hahaha,"

Ericson revealed his blade-like fangs and sneered, "It's really laughable to me. This is my kingdom. I am the emperor of all dragons here. I am the king of all living beings here. How I deal with my subordinates is my right."

"You came to my kingdom, not only wanting to resist my authority and challenge my majesty, but also using spells to sneak attack and injure me. How can such a mistake be compensated for by your simple compensation, Gros?"

Accompanied by the Ancestor Gold Dragon's furious anger, the dark clouds that had been pierced and scattered by Ten垓·Hell Path in the sky gathered again, layering and covering the firmament.

Lightning brewed in the dark clouds, storms arose, and the last moment of silence before the storm was at hand.

Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson's dragon might seemed to echo the dark clouds in the sky, high above, the sky lowered a degree, pressing on the hearts of all living beings.

The other cloud giants and dragons did not surround him because of the Ancestor Gold Dragon's words, but instead hurriedly flew into the distance, daring only to watch from afar in the sky.

A scene of chaos, like chickens and dogs jumping, was evident as these creatures also feared the king's wrath, deeply afraid of being affected by the safety of these three metallic dragons.

Ericson's immense figure meandered through the sky, coming to the top of the three quietly standing metallic dragons, looking down at these three still calm dragons.

Cold words were spoken from the mouth of this golden dragon: "I will break all the bones in your three dragons' bodies, and then nail your bodies to copper pillars with long nails, placing them in the center of the largest city in my territory."

"I will make you suffer unhealable, unbearable pain and torment day and night, and I will also make you a benchmark in the hearts of those creatures who dare to disobey my will!"

"And you, Silver Dragon Kris, originally I wanted to completely subdue you with my achievements and power, considering your beauty, and make you one of my many consorts, but you have disappointed this honor. You are no longer worthy of my pity."

Adult Silver Dragon Kris was silent, but frowned slightly between her fine scales.

Female Bronze Dragon Natareli suddenly spoke, "Ericson, Your Excellency, as an outstanding ruler, you should maintain sufficient reason and calmness. Can't you calm down and have a good conversation? Gros has already said he is willing to compensate. Besides, I didn't do anything?"

Crack, crack,

Pieces of golden scales began to grow on the body of this Ancestor Gold Dragon, dazzling golden light blooming, and majestic dragon might turned into awe-inspiring killing intent.

Ancestor Gold Dragon swooped down from the sky, reaching out his claws, and roared, "Let me see if you can maintain sufficient reason and calmness when you are suffering torment on the copper pillars."

Crack, the dark clouds turned, dull thunder rumbled, and thick pillars of lightning burst forth, connecting the sky and the earth, terrifying like the might of a god, as the Ancestor Gold Dragon reached out his claws.

A cold aura permeated the air, and as lightning struck the sky, the true dragon form of the adult Silver Dragon Kris raised its head and roared, and a massive amount of frost breath spewed out, freezing the rich moisture in the air, turning it into flakes of cold ice crystals.

The edges and corners of the cold ice crystals interlocked with each other, and layers of ice crystals were formed, turning into huge ice and snow silver disks, flowing with a silver-like luster.

Thick beams of lightning struck the silver disks, and half of the power was actually reflected away by the silver disks created by the Silver Dragon Kris's magic, sweeping through the layers of dark clouds in the air, piercing through countless layers of clouds, surging and rolling.

The remaining power of the thunder light shattered the silver-like ice jade disks, leaving only a trace of pulsating electric light, weakly falling on the magical shields raised by the metallic dragons.

The adult Bronze Dragon Natareli looked at the swooping Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson, and the fiery dragon breath was already brewing in his mouth.

She shook her head and sighed helplessly, "It seems that we need to calm down this golden dragon, whose mind only has the word 'power,' before we can have a good talk with him."

Natareli reached out her claws and took out a round and regular mirror from between the scales on her chest.

This mirror appeared particularly small in the hands of the adult Bronze Dragon. The back was a huge, bright red dragon scale. The slightly curved horizontal surface of the dragon scale was shaped into five sharp claws with gilded gold, wrapping and embedding a circular, translucent gemstone, like a mirror surface.

When the adult Bronze Dragon Natareli raised the mirror with her claws and aimed the mirror at the Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson swooping down from the sky.

The crystal-clear mirror surface suddenly rippled like water, and dense runes intertwined and appeared, like a Ouroboros dragon that was swallowing its own tail, forming a circular alchemical symbol emblem.

However, in the interweaving of the runes, there was also a symbolic symbol of a Möbius strip, in which the center did not intersect, and there were also runes showing two black and white fish swimming on both sides of the curved dividing line.

But no matter what kind of mysterious rune and emblem it was, it represented the essence of a thing, the unity of opposites of two things, the development and change of three things, and the existence and evolution of randomness in a complex system, the concrete change and development of all things in a cycle.

These infinitely profound theories are difficult to manifest with actual material power.

So, when the mirror light shone by the Bronze Dragon Natareli's mirror fell on the Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson, Ericson's mind and soul had already fallen into the cyclical changes of the spiritual realm.

Bang,

The huge body of Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson fell from the sky and crashed onto the palace built by the cloud giants for their master.

If it weren't for Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson's body still instinctively throbbing with his breath, the other dragons would have thought that this golden dragon had died.

"What did you do?"

"What did you do to Ericson, Your Excellency?"

"You are courting death. You have caused a great disaster. Once something happens to Ericson, Your Excellency, none of you will be able to escape the punishment of death!"

The cloud giants and dragons watching from afar were shocked and roared as they surrounded the three calm metallic dragons. The other metallic dragons all bared their fangs, but the peripheral chromatic dragons were all half-heartedly working, with unconcealable excitement on their faces.

The female Gold Dragon Naroa was the first to land beside Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson. After observing that the golden dragon's life had not perished, she turned around to face the three metallic dragons.

"If anything happens to Ericson, even the ancestors of your race will not be able to protect you," Gold Dragon Naroa said coldly.

"Kill them. They used evil spells to trap Ericson. Kill them, and everything will be solved!"

The furious cloud giants surrounded them, their ferocious faces looking like they wanted to tear these metallic dragons apart.

Naroa glanced coldly at these cloud giants with her golden pupils and roared, "All of you shut up!"

The adult Bronze Dragon Natareli said softly, "Don't be nervous. If Lord Kog'Mora takes action, Ericson is destined to not escape. But with my ideas and views covering Ericson's mental consciousness, he won't be trapped for too long, as long as he's not that stupid."

"It better be," Gold Dragon Naroa responded coldly.

This mirror is a magical treasure that the Ancestor Red Dragon parsed and imitated with the basic abilities of a legendary being. It uses other ideas and theories to achieve the abilities that only those above the legendary level can possess. However, in terms of efficacy, it is more appropriate to call it a magical wonder.

However, due to extremely special reasons, the spirit of the Ancestor Red Dragon cannot be carried on this mirror.

It only relies on the adult Bronze Dragon Natareli's own spiritual will to cover, rewrite, and influence. In fact, as long as the Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson's body suffers a fatal danger, the dragon's own survival instinct will wake the golden dragon up.

Or, the Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson can reach the recognition of the mechanical will of the mental overwrite injected by the adult Bronze Dragon in the spiritual realm to get rid of this influence.

Or, there is a simple and crude method that the Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson can use his own ability to get rid of, as long as Ericson can find this method.

But often a living being finds it difficult to realize the limitations of its own thinking from the surrounding environment and human influence.

So, the Ancestor Gold Dragon Ericson's consciousness is becoming slightly weaker, a tiny bit, so weak that even Ericson himself cannot perceive it when he is awake.

"Ericson, what are you daydreaming about in class again?"

On the podium in the classroom, teacher Natareli held a pointer and tapped the blackboard severely, scolding loudly.

Ericson sat in the classroom somewhat confused. He didn't know why this room was called a classroom, but he just knew that this room was called a classroom.

He also didn't know how many times he had come to this classroom, but he vaguely felt very familiar, very familiar, familiar with teacher Natareli's name and personality.

Familiar with the names of every dragon hatchling sitting in this classroom.

Ericson habitually raised his claws, very small, so small that they were like the other young dragons sitting obediently behind their desks, still pink little claws.

So he scratched his head and looked at his teacher Natareli.

"Answer my question, Ericson. If you can rule a dragon civilization in the future, what kind of laws should you use to restrain the civilization and shape the will of the civilization?"

Familiar thoughts flashed through Ericson's mind, so he didn't need to think for a moment and opened his mouth to answer, "When I can rule a civilization, I must be strong enough."

"Then I will catch all the devils who are good at exploiting loopholes and weaving contracts in hell and weave the most perfect laws for my country to restrain my civilized country."

Golden Dragon cub Ericson became complacent, spread his wings, and showed his ambition and wisdom to the surrounding female cubs.

The admiring gazes of the surrounding hatchlings greatly satisfied Ericson's vanity.

A loud bang came, causing all the young dragons to tremble slightly.

Teacher Natareli swung her pointer, looked coldly at the golden dragon, and made a terrifying sound.

"Not bad. Although you are very stupid, you also realize your stupidity and use your power to subdue the devils and use the power of others."

"But you are stupid in this regard," Natareli said coldly. "The law is the embodiment of the ruler's will to rule the country. You have no ideas and will of your own. What is the use of relying on those devils? There is no perfect law in the world, only laws that truly fit the present."

"Without your own will and ideas, no wonder your will is so weak. You can only bark everywhere like a horny male dog, showing your male instincts."

Natareli asked coldly, "I ask you again, if under the constraints of your 'perfect' law, there will still be many officials who breed greed and corruption, what will you do?"

Golden Dragon cub Ericson was angry and unconvinced, so he said decisively, "Kill them. I will use the most morally perfect paladins as representatives of the law to execute all these officials!"

"Hell is the only home for these greedy guys!"

The righteous Golden Dragon cub said proudly. He looked at the admiring eyes of the surrounding young dragons and felt that he was okay again.

"Human nature is eternally unchanging. Greedy officials will always exist. Even if you kill them, you can never eliminate them all."

"Then I'll just keep killing them. I'll kill one if there's one, ten if there are ten, and a hundred if there are a hundred. No matter how many there are, I will kill them all."

"My lifespan will be nearly infinite in the future. As long as I keep killing, I will definitely achieve the effect I desire!" Golden Dragon Erickson said proudly.

Snap.

The whip cracked in the air. Natarelli, the teacher on the platform, could no longer tolerate this student who thought he was clever but was stubborn and foolish. She screamed, "Get out! Get out of this classroom! I taught you so much sociology and historical political science, and this is the answer you give me?"

"Get out! And don't ever tell another dragon that I, Natarelli, was your teacher, Erickson!"

Golden Dragon Erickson angrily and aggrievedly left his seat and slunk out of the classroom.

But outside the classroom was a void of chaos. When he opened the classroom door, the world immediately returned to chaos, along with Erickson, into the void.

In an instant, cycling and regenerating within the chaos, Erickson was sitting in the classroom again, listening to Natarelli explaining the knowledge points on the platform.

A strange sense of familiarity once again assaulted Erickson's mind, and the spirit of the Ancestral Golden Dragon Erickson himself unknowingly weakened by an imperceptible thread.

However, the dragons outside were not able to detect such subtle changes. They began to guard Ancestral Golden Dragon Erickson's side, preventing Silver Dragon Chris, Bronze Dragon Gross, and Natarelli from escaping.

Time passed, and an hour went by. At first, these dragons didn't care, but in the long silence, their hostility unknowingly weakened, just like the spirit of the Ancestral Golden Dragon Erickson.

Two hours passed. The female Golden Dragon Naloia finally couldn't contain her curiosity. She looked at the adult Silver Dragon Chris and asked, "Chris, what kind of magic did you use just now? I've never seen it before. As far as I know, there doesn't seem to be any similar magic in the Silver Dragon clan's heritage."

The adult Silver Dragon Chris's expression was calm. She chuckled softly, "Of course this isn't the Silver Dragon clan's own inherited magic, nor is it any magic carried in a spellbook. It's magic that I created myself."

The adult Golden Dragon Naloia was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Magic created yourself can have such wonderful abilities? What kind of wonderful idea is this!"

"Tch," the adult Silver Dragon chuckled. "The true dragons of the Golden Empire all know and deeply understand one truth: the power of magic comes from the wisdom behind the creator of the magic. The purpose of magic doesn't need to be restricted by the form of magic. There is no fixed form for magic."

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