Under the Red Dragon

"Is a god invincible to beings in the mortal world?"

"Of course, in every aspect, that is the case."

"But to knowledge and wisdom, even gods are just beings with fewer weaknesses!"

In the laboratory within the Nest of Dragons canyon, Kalon slowly raised his head, answering the question of the Green Dragon Anta Jenna.

The humanoid form of the Green Dragon Anta Jenna was tall and beautiful, her emerald eyes tinged with two brilliant blues. These were the colors of wisdom, also some of the traits that dragons in the Kog'Mawra Dragon Clan would exhibit after consuming large amounts of spices.

Within the Golden Empire, the ancestral Red Dragon Kalon Kog'Mawra's favoritism towards two particular beings was well known: the White Dragon Lord of the Kog'Mawra Dragon Clan, Camid, and the Minister of the Imperial Agricultural Planning Department, the Pixie Raven.

But as the Green Dragon Anta Jenna was able to step into the exclusive private laboratory of the ancestral Red Dragon, it also meant that this Green Dragon had gained the favor of the ancestral Red Dragon to some extent, even if in another aspect.

"If you want to research a certain direction, you must first establish a goal, then boldly propose a hypothesis, use theoretical knowledge to deduce and wisdom to infer, conduct rigorous experiments to verify the direction you want to explore, and finally summarize the results and the rules of the process to draw relevant conclusions."

"Biological experiments require extra rigor, and every step needs to be carefully recorded."

"Because biological experimental individuals have large differences, the natural repeatability and consistency will fluctuate. If the experimental operation steps are not rigorous enough, the results you want to obtain will have many deviations!"

Kalon instructed the Green Dragon Anta Jenna while staring intently, without even raising his head, at the changes occurring in the ancestral dragon blood flowing through the magical observation instrument created by the magical constant technique.

He had been observing in the laboratory for a month.

This was the ancestral evil dragon blood extracted from Kalon's true dragon body, active in the sealed magical instrument.

As if possessing its own life force and autonomous consciousness, tiny octopus-like tentacles stretched out from the edge of the evil dragon blood, searching for its carrier everywhere.

For Kalon, after advancing to the ancestral dragon, he could extract a certain amount of evil dragon blood at will without damaging his bloodline at all.

The powerful regenerative ability of the ancestral Red Dragon could rapidly create new blood in a short period.

Especially after devouring many dragons from two worlds, the blood source from the ancestral dragon blood was strengthened again, allowing this ancestral Red Dragon to begin taking steps towards his envisioned primal dragon as he became an ancestral dragon.

Although he was still infinitely far from Kalon's goal, this accumulated progress could be observed by Kalon himself.

Every step forward brought achievement, and the sense of accomplishment gained was one of the motivations that kept Kalon going day and night.

Strands of rich and pure power of faith overflowed from between Kalon's fingers, like milky white but transparent threads, penetrating the magically sealed test tube without obstruction and soaking into the mass of evil dragon blood that bloomed with a life force far stronger than even the fierce species on the grasslands.

These pure powers of faith were not complex and did not contain any other impurities. The prayers and miscellaneous thoughts of the ancestral Red Dragon's believers mixed within had been stripped away under the arrangement and extraction of the ancestral Red Dragon.

The golden giant bells placed in every city of the Golden Empire were both transmission points and filters for the power of faith.

And these powers of faith, guided by magical secret devices, flowed into the dragon's temple and were absorbed and refined by the heroic spirits in the dragon temple.

On one hand, they nourished the souls of the heroic spirits in the temple, and on the other hand, they used these heroic spirits as filtering nodes before the power of faith reached the terminal, sharing many unnecessary influences for the ancestral Red Dragon and other dragons.

Even so, under the influence of the ancestral Red Dragon, none of the dragons in the Golden Empire would carry these filtered powers of faith themselves.

Like the Black Dragon Rosani, who condensed his power of faith into the Dragon-Eating Visage, which had a similar but different appearance from the ancestral Red Dragon's Visage.

Kalon himself did not absorb these powers of faith, which were absolutely precious to other high-level beings, but instead completely bore them with his Visage.

The Dragon Blood Angel Gabriel was also born for this reason, bearing some of the ancestral Red Dragon's power and responsibility from the beginning.

Kalon watched the biased changes that occurred in the ancestral Red Dragon blood in the test tube under the infection of the power of faith.

The position of divinity was not far from Kalon.

Divinity, to some extent, was a unique characteristic of gods, related to a god's personality, thoughts, style of behavior, and inclinations.

It was like a synthesis of everything, sublimated into a higher spiritual will energy.

In some legends, lucky people among mortals accidentally absorbed divinity and gained magical abilities, and some special divinities could even grant mortals more lifespan.

But divinity also contained the influence of the god's personality and beliefs, like the primordial spirit fragments condensed by some higher beings in other universes.

Fallen gods could usurp the nest and revive through the aggregation of divinity, or the absorber could erase and absorb the original god's information in the divinity, turning it into their own power.

This was also why many gods rarely descended to the material plane world in avatars. The gods treated all beings as cattle, horses, pigs, and dogs, but many powerful beings also regarded the gods as their prey.

But in Kalon's observation, he discovered an unusual point.

After being infected by the power of faith, the evil will of the ancestral dragon blood was also deflected by the power of faith, and the power of the masses praying for order and beauty bound the weak will of the ancestral dragon blood.

For Kalon, evil was something he disliked, but also something he had to possess. He could choose not to use it, but he could not allow it to be bound by other forces.

"So the knowledge of the ancient magical empire is correct," Kalon thought thoughtfully, "No matter how strong a being's will is, when they condense their godhead and ascend to the divine throne, they will be distorted by their godhead. This is the power of the most fundamental rules of the world."

"When using the power of faith to condense divinity, it is enough to be slightly changed and distorted by the power of faith. Even if the result is good, it is unacceptable to me."

"It seems that condensing divinity with my own beliefs and spirit is the most correct path for me," Kalon reached out and put away the evil dragon blood in the test tube, its evil will already beginning to hibernate.

"Divinity is not something mysterious; it is just the sublimation of the spiritual will, the product of reaching the highest point of the limit," Kalon flipped through the vast treasure trove of knowledge in his mind.

It contained not only the inheritance from the ancient magical empire, the inheritance from the dragon bloodline itself, the knowledge and theories from his previous life, but also the countless knowledge collected by the Golden Empire for this Red Dragon.

Each piece of knowledge was enough to burst the brains of those intermediate mages and instantly crash the brains of those advanced mages, while in the mind of the ancestral Red Dragon, there was an immeasurable amount of knowledge.

"Perhaps most beings are misled by superficial signs," the pupils in Kalon's human-like face still had black luster, flowing with countless pieces of information.

"Gods are products of rules. Although to a certain extent, obtaining the management rights of the rules is equivalent to being the creator of the rules, they ultimately cannot escape the rules."

"And those most outstanding legends are also seeking the path of rules. Although the lower limit of gods is much higher than the upper limit of some legends, it does not mean that the path of legends is weaker than those gods. On the contrary, if the path of legends reaches the end, it will be more powerful than most gods!"

Kalon tapped the magic alloy-cast experiment table, the clanging sound like the beautiful music of the wisdom operating in his brain.

"In the story of another universe, the Grim Reaper Jergal separated the godhead from his body, abandoning his powerful divine authority and power, supposedly because the Grim Reaper Jergal was tired of being a god."

"But there are also legends that this incomparably powerful god abandoned his godhead and divine authority just to no longer be bound by the power of faith, coveting the path of the God of Gods."

Kalon raised his head, smiled, and whispered to himself, "Perhaps it can be thought of this way: most gods, except those who are born as gods, the remaining gods of faith are lucky enough to be fortunate, but also eliminated because they did not see the truth clearly!"

"They are also the eliminated in wisdom and courage!"

"Becoming a god is just the best choice they made!"

The Green Dragon Anta Jenna raised her head and shouted loudly, "Kalon, what are you muttering to yourself? Come here quickly, my experiment seems to be successful!"

Kalon shook his head, looking at the High Archmage Morfranred, who was concentrating on the experiment not far away.

The Green Dragon Anta Jenna's voice did not disturb the Archmage in the compartment. The deformed creature tied to the experiment table widened its eyes in terror in front of the Archmage, helplessness and panic occupying all in the deformed creature's pupils.

A hawk's head, a lizard's pupils, a lion's body, a monkey's tail, and hooves no different from a minotaur's, a thoroughly deformed mutant.

According to legend, some powerful demon lords in the endless abyss plane would create demons with other demons or the original substances existing in the bottomless abyss itself.

These demons could be constructs, such as demon hunter spiders, and some demons were created as undead creatures, such as infernal blood demons.

They could even create truly living otherworldly creatures, such as the brood of imps.

These carefully designed demons did not share characteristics, and each demon was a unique breed.

And what the High Archmage Morfranred created with the help of the ancestral Red Dragon's laboratory instruments and a large number of experimental materials belonged to this type of demon.

However, the High Archmage Morfranred used the concept of the primal dragon envisioned by the ancestral Red Dragon to harmonize the power of the bloodline genes of the powerful species existing in the world to create these deformed species.

It can be said that Morfranred's experiment failed, but it did not prevent the Archmage from reusing these wastes.

The experiment on using the power of faith to transform these creatures to create divine creatures has already begun.

Kalon was relieved, after all, the High Archmage Morfranred's experiment could easily cause terrible consequences. Some divine abominations might be created inadvertently by the Archmage, and the ancestral Red Dragon had to be careful.

This was also why the High Archmage had to conduct experiments with the help of the ancestral Red Dragon's laboratory.

Kalon paced over to the Green Dragon Anta Jenna, who was shouting excitedly, and a sense of satisfaction emerged as he listened to the Green Dragon's chattering voice.

A wild ogre was tied to an experiment table made of magic alloy, and with its obvious intelligence, it looked in fear at the excited Green Dragon Anta Jenna and the approaching ancestral Red Dragon.

The wild ogre's mind was on the verge of collapse, and its newborn intelligence trembled crazily. This scene was nothing short of an inescapable nightmare for it.

Even if there were still remnants of pleasure and the madness of dreams in its brain, it still could not stop the fear from its heart.

"The height of sex stimulates the brains of these creatures, releasing two hundred units of stimulating hormones, while this element extracted from tobacco grass can stimulate the bodies of these creatures, allowing them to release one thousand two hundred and fifty units of stimulating hormones,"

The Green Dragon Anta Jenna put down the test tube in her hand, leaving some traces of the icy blue solvent adhering to the transparent tube.

"And the stimulation of this substance is more than ten times stronger than the influence of naturally secreted hormones. Ordinary creatures cannot withstand such torture,"

"And the gradual stimulation of this substance will weaken the sensitivity of related organs in the creature's body. In order to maintain the level before the addiction caused by this substance, the individual will desperately pursue some crazy and pleasurable things that are stimulating enough,"

"Even if they are asked to do something unbelievable, they will be willing to complete our orders, just to get pleasure!"

The Green Dragon Anta Jenna chuckled, "That is, what you call addictive behavior, Kalon. We can use this method to control some unnecessary troubles, such as those little mice causing trouble in the empire."

"We don't even need to use spells on them, so as not to let others see through the traces. It is enough to quietly give a knife to the organizations and big figures behind those little mice."

Kalon knew what the Green Dragon Anta Jenna had injected into this ogre. It was the extracted essence of magic herbs planted by the Pixie Raven. If understood in Kalon's terms, it was an extracted solution like pseudoephedrine.

But this solution was named Devil's Pleasure Potion by the Green Dragon Anta Jenna.

Kalon shook his head and said, "Anta Jenna, it's a waste of time for you to use my laboratory to do such boring experiments, but this is very in line with the personality of the green dragon species."

The Green Dragon Anta Jenna smiled and hugged Kalon's arm, her bulging chest squeezing back and forth on Kalon's arm, and a natural charm appeared on the Green Dragon's beautiful face.

"It's not that boring either, Kalon. Look, if I use alchemy to change the nature of this Devil's Pleasure Potion and use it as a casting material for spells, and then construct spells with it as the core, do you think I can control the spirit and minds of many powerful beings,"

"Just as the poison of dragon blood has become our strength, if we research in this way, do you think the spells I create in the future might be able to affect divine beings, or even gods?"

Karon chuckled, reaching out to pinch the high, delicate bridge of the green dragon Antajeena's nose, and said softly, "The minds of the gods are not impervious to influence. Legend has it that a certain god wrote his own scriptures to deceive others into believing in his omnipotence, but after reading the scriptures he had written, that god went mad."

"However, the composition of a god's body is completely different from that of mortal creatures. If you want to influence them with such simple means, you are being far too audacious."

"You've grasped half of the key to a mage's research: bold enough hypotheses, but not yet rigorous enough..."

*Smack*

The green dragon Antajeena planted a fierce kiss on Karon's lips, silencing the primordial red dragon's impending criticism.

After a long while, the green dragon Antajeena released the weakly struggling Karon, giggling, "Even an ancient dragon was born from a dragon egg. Who knows, maybe my spells will become powerful enough to affect gods in the future."