Under the Red Dragon

A strange aura, carried by the salty sea breeze, wafted over.

It was the unmistakable declaration of a legendary being's existence between heaven and earth.

Like the insignia on the billowing sails of the three-story-high flagship on the boundless sea, the aura was as unfathomable as an invisible web in the abyss.

The dark and evil will was hidden in the deepest part, like a spider demon waiting quietly at the center of its web for prey, with countless tendrils of aura forming its hunting net.

It is rare for legendary powerhouses to display their existence in the world so unscrupulously.

Not because this act of outlining heaven and earth would consume energy; such energy consumption is negligible for a legend.

Rather, because once a legend does this, it signifies an irreconcilable attitude, a blatant challenge.

No legend can tolerate another easily controlling the world space before them, as it represents an attempt to suppress them with the power of heaven and earth.

However, the aura on the sea was released and retracted quickly, clearly not for any other purpose, but to inform the master of this land that a guest had arrived.

The white dragon Gromot slightly furrowed the icy scales between his brows. In his perception, more than one legendary will was displaying its existence in this aura, but two.

Gromot looked at Caron, who was sitting serenely in a wooden chair made by the divinely favored Naga, Garune, from felled trees, and found that Caron did not express any emotion about this.

So the white dragon Gromot gently waved his sharp claws, signaling the Imperial Guards and Golden Guard, who had sensed the aura fluctuations and begun to be vigilant, to disperse, not to be too cautious, lest they dampen the empire's prestige.

On the cliff face behind the two dragonkin, sixteen black-hooded Law Borrowers quietly appeared.

These so-called Law Borrowers, who are actually priests, wear robes with the emblem of the magic dragon god Kresska on their chests, representing the mysteries of miracles and the light of magic.

Because these priests are not followers of the magic dragon god Kresska, nor are they willing to convert to the dragon god's faith, they are called Law Borrowers who borrow the dragon god's power.

The sixteen Law Borrowers gently tapped the mountain rocks with their staffs, which were inlaid with magic gems and the dragon god's emblem, and quietly watched the approaching fleet.

Huge black ravens croaked noisily, and countless white seagulls scattered in panic across the sky.

Because the size of these ravens far exceeded the size of normal ravens.

In the world of Aikanya, ravens, as large birds with ample spirituality, are the largest and most intelligent birds among the passerines, and their natural growth size is already comparable to eagles in the sky.

But the smallest of this group of red-eyed, blue-winged, black-bodied ravens was actually about two meters in size.

The largest of them, with huge wings shimmering with purple-blue metallic luster, and feathers on its throat and chest as long as steel needle-like feathers, and several dark, hooked claws that looked capable of splitting mountains and rocks with their sharp power.

Two scarlet pupils with intense spiritual brilliance, using their croaking voices, commanded all the black-feathered ravens.

"The Lord of the Gloomy Nest, the Venomous Queen Sharos, not only rules a part of the Drow Elves in the Underdark, but also many monsters from the Gloomy Nest, as well as the race she came from,"

The white dragon Gromot said softly, "And among Sharos's legion warriors, biological weapons and alchemical warriors account for nearly half of the proportion, and these ravens seem to be the aerial legion under this Venomous Queen."

Caron nodded lightly, revealing his fierce fangs, "Although the individual power of these ravens is difficult to compare with the empire's flying dragons, they seem to be no less spiritual than those flying dragons,"

"Most importantly, as a biological alchemical legion, the ravens have the advantage of aggregation and breeding speed that the empire's flying dragons cannot match."

Gromot also nodded. Although the white dragon believed that the military power of the Golden Empire was fearless of any race or country in the world of Aikanya, even the elite legions of the two major overlord empires in the Central Continent might not be stronger than the empire's military might.

But the white dragon would not underestimate the power of other civilized races. Strategically, one can despise the enemy, but tactically, one must value the enemy's strength.

As a raven legion with strong intelligence and high-level social activities, the white dragon Gromot was already silently thinking about what methods to use to quickly eliminate and cut off the enemy's aerial warriors and destroy the enemy's agile advantages if the empire were to go to war with the Gloomy Nest.

As dusk approached, there were extraordinarily many ships on the sea, and many returning fishing boats and merchant ships entered the harbor one after another.

But the Gloomy Nest fleet slowly sailed on the sea, attracting the attention of many people.

Although the Golden Empire's position has never been deeply tied to those evil forces, in the eyes of many people, the dragon-established country inherently belongs to the evil side, but compared to other evil races and civilizations, the dragon's empire pays more attention to order.

Even many of the citizens of the Golden Empire find it difficult to admit that their country belongs to the good camp, at most it is considered neutral.

After all, whether it is the ruler of this country or the citizens of this country, there will always be an internal driving force from the unified will culture of civilization, driving the citizens of this country to continuously develop outward.

And outward development means war and blood and fire.

However, although the other races were surprised, they would not care too much, after all, the natural conclusion between evil forces is a default unspoken rule.

Only some elves showed worried expressions on their faces.

These elves from the Western countries are worried that the Dragon Empire and the Drow of the Gloomy Nest will also reach some kind of alliance relationship, and abandon the covenant with the Elven Kingdom, after all, the empire's current tone is still between possible and impossible.

However, these onlookers did not notice that a small boat was passing through the Gloomy Nest lord's fleet, swaying and heading towards the cliff by the distant sea.

This small boat is somewhat similar in appearance to the goblin submarines sold by the goblin merchant groups in the Central Continent, like an oval pointed cone, cutting through the sea waves.

Only three tall figures stood on the boat, and a few sparse Drow servant elves were driving the boat, the goblin's magic engine roared with a low sound, driving the boat to shoot quickly.

But when this boat was still hundreds of meters away from the platform under the cliff, Gromot looked at Caron, who was still indifferent, sighed slightly, and then helplessly stretched out his claws, immersed in the sea.

Crack, crack,

A bone-chilling cold air emanated from the white dragon Gromot's fingertips, instantly freezing the surging sea water in front of the platform into ice.

The thick ice layer was several meters high, and all the surging waves were smoothed by the white dragon's power, freezing to form a smooth and gentle ice road, ten meters wide, and quickly scurrying towards the boat.

"Well done, Gromot, your control of power has reached an extremely delicate level," Caron patted his butt and stood up seriously.

The dragon's innate huge size and powerful strength, as well as the vast magic power brought by the bloodline, are the capital for the dragon to run rampant in the world, but whether it is in the dragon's inheritance or the dragon's own habits, most dragons ignore the delicate operation of power.

Because dragons believe that their strength is enough to crush most races in the world, if three points of strength cannot defeat the opponent, then increase the output of strength, and ten points of strength is enough.

But in the Gogmora dragon group, these dragons were influenced by the ancestral red dragon, and their views on power have changed.

The delicate operation of three points of strength can exert the effect of five points, and if it is ten points of strength, it can exert the effect of twelve points.

The crushing of other dragons by the Gogmora dragon group is reflected in every aspect, it is a comprehensive and complete coverage, not a simple crushing of power and bloodline level.

"Is that Caron Gogmora? I am honored to have the noble Crown of Dragons waiting for our arrival here."

A group of people stepped onto the sea ice road calmly, and a gentle and soft voice came over, sounding not as evil and obscure as when the aura was previously revealed, but rather with an extremely upright and moderate feeling, like a kind voice from a beautiful creature.

Caron and Gromot's current images are just two relatively ordinary dragonkin. In the Golden Empire, the image of dragonkin is not uncommon, because dragonkin are also becoming a powerful race in the empire.

In terms of image, Caron's disguised form is only about 1.9 meters tall, and his majestic and fierce horns have also been hidden by him, and the unique membrane wings are only tightly restrained on both sides of his body, looking like a dark iron color, but there is nothing different from the dragonkin warriors in the empire.

The white dragon Gromot's image is also similar, looking like a thin dragonkin.

But in the eyes of the few people on the ice, the two dragonkin on the sea platform are like terrifying behemoths lurking in the abyss, only revealing one eye, watching the prey on the sea.

"Is that the Lord of the Gloomy Nest? Please come over!"

Caron responded to the other party's words, and gently placed the fishing rod in his hand aside.

Caron did not show an arrogant attitude, although the Lord of the Gloomy Nest, Sharos, is nominally only a regional local lord, and he is an emperor of an empire, and the identities of the two parties are not completely matched and equal.

But the other party came from afar in person, showing sincerity, although the purpose of the other party is unknown, he will not be arrogant.

Pride cannot be abandoned, arrogance cannot be retained.

There were clearly only a few Drow elves stepping on the sound, but there came the sound of giant spider steel feet cracking the ice.

A man and a woman walked to the platform, looking up at the eyes of the two dragonkin on the platform.

"Your Excellency is the emperor of the Golden Empire, one word can make the mountains move, the seas cut off, but you also need to fish by the sea yourself, this kind of fun for ordinary people is very boring in my opinion."

The female Drow elf was wearing a purple-black gauze robe, as if she was a little unaccustomed to the cold sea breeze above the West Sea, and tightly wrapped her body.

The enchanting and plump curves were completely exposed in the direct gaze of the two dragonkin, and the red lip curve outlined on the beautiful face vaguely carried a trace of hazy and psychedelic evil.

"Everyone's ideas are different, what seems to be a very boring activity to you can make me feel the fun in it,"

Caron looked down at the Drow elf standing on the sea ice, and the sea area frozen by the white dragon Gromot has been transformed back into turbulent sea water with the arrival of these Drow, leaving only the dozens of meters of ice in front of the platform.

These Drow may fall into the sea at any time, but none of the Drow elves showed a worried look.

And the male elf standing next to the Dark Mistress Sharos also attracted Caron's attention.

A long white hair tied behind his head, pale skin could not show the origin of this elf, but the breath showed that this was a Drow elf from the Underdark, with the unique breath of creatures from the Underdark.

"I think, I can probably guess some of the ideas of Your Excellency Gogmora," the male elf with distinct facial contours and tough features said softly.

The magnetic and mellow voice showed that the other party's personality was very calm, "Perhaps the fun of fishing for Your Excellency Gogmora is not in the harvest, but in the expectation of the unknown, just like in the eyes of many ordinary beings, the unknown expectation about tomorrow and a beautiful future."

Caron shifted his gaze and looked at this rare white-haired elf.

Most of the Drow elves have dark skin, and are smaller than the surface elf relatives, but this male elf is almost the same height as Caron's current dragonkin form.

Caron is an extremely rare ancestral dragon in the material world, even if he does not deliberately release the dragon's might, his eyes also carry a high-level oppression from the apex of the bloodline, especially when facing other ordinary beings.

What's more, Caron is the emperor of the Golden Empire, and his aura has been cultivated for a long time.

If it were not for deliberately restraining himself, even in ordinary actions he would have the majestic aura of a superior, full of oppression, making people dare not look directly at his eyes.

But this male elf was not affected by this simple aura, like a calm face with stormy waves in his chest.

"Who is this?" Caron nodded slightly, agreeing with the male elf's view. In the mortal world, Caron rarely needs to hide his thoughts.

"Please forgive my rudeness, Your Excellency Gogmora," the male elf put his hand on his chest, saluted slightly, and said: "It is rumored that the power of the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire is one of the few comparable existences in the mortal world, and the appearance is also the most noble and graceful among the dragons, which made me a little curious, so I forgot to introduce myself."

"My name is Anudalia, from the Drow in the Underdark, perhaps it is difficult to say this in front of the Emperor and Dragon King of the Golden Empire, but the Drow call me - the King of Elves!"

The two dragonkin in front of them, one is an ancestral red dragon, and the other, although did not state his identity, but in the eyes of these two legendary beings, can also make a judgment through the characteristics of power.

But even with Caron's composure, he couldn't help but feel a slight ripple in his heart.

Because the Drow elves are a completely matriarchal clan.

In the civilization of the Drow, all elves who hold power must also be female, and the role played by male elves in the civilization of the Drow is closer to the identity of slaves.

Female superiority and male inferiority are the doctrines of the Drow elves, and even the racial rules set by the god of the ancient elves, Arosh.

The only way for male Drow elves to gain power is to learn witchcraft.

Even generals and officers within the Drow Legion, seasoned by countless wars and decorated with numerous military achievements, have been killed for accidentally offending Arosh, the Drow goddess, through her priestesses.

Their skin would be flayed by these Drow priestesses, hung in their chambers as collectibles, or fashioned into rugs, cushions, and lampshades.

Only male Drow who wielded witchcraft and spellcasting abilities would earn a slightly higher regard from the priestesses, but this merely implied that these male Drow wizards were more valuable, rarer, and more useful than mere warriors.

Even the most gifted male wizards in Drow history could not rival the status of even the lowest-ranking female priestesses.

This was a civilization where males were destined to be enslaved by females.

And Anudel, the male Drow before him, claimed to be the Elf King of the Drow? This fact was as unbelievable as the current Gormorra dragon swarm compared to other dragons, perhaps even more so.

After all, even Calon, as a male Drow, found it difficult to imagine how he could achieve Anudel's goal of becoming a male king of the Drow elves.

Perhaps, this was why this Elf King had become a legend; Calon was even intensely curious about the male elf's past.

Calon nodded slightly, showing respect to the Drow King, and asked, "So, what is the purpose of the two kings' visit here?"