Under the Red Dragon

"The sky isn't high; we aspire to be higher than the sky!"

Moghes, the many-armed Giant King, a descendant of the bloodline of ancient abominations, stood before the city wall built atop the mountain peak, unleashing his earth-shattering roar.

The white bone spurs on his massive fists were grotesque, surging with the Giant King's will to overturn heaven and earth, hammering down with power unimaginable in the mortal realm.

The ancient Abomination Titans, born alongside the world's primordial beings, were powerful existences whose actions and will could not be constrained by the rules of heaven and earth or even by the gods.

Before the ancient history recorded in epochs had even begun, the ancient Abomination Titans roamed the astral realm, and even the gods residing in their divine kingdoms would not easily provoke them.

Once, a god of weak divine power, piloting his divine kingdom in the astral realm, engaged in battle with an Abomination Titan, but that god and his divine kingdom were blasted into the infinite depths of the astral realm by the ancient, primordial Abomination Titan's single punch.

It is said that even after countless long epochs, the gigantic fist mark of that ancient Abomination Titan still remains on the dome of that god's divine kingdom, and even the seemingly omnipotent divine power of the god cannot erase it.

While Moghes, the many-armed Giant, a descendant of the ancient Abomination Titan's bloodline, does not, like his ancestor, hunt powerful beings for pleasure or devour all living things on a whim,

this many-armed Giant is absolutely unwilling to be bound by those boring orders and rules, trapped in the Godforsaken Mountains for at least several hundred years, locked by the former will of the gods, and suppressed by the Supreme Heaven Titan for at least several hundred years.

Although the many-armed Giant Moghes does not fear death, he is also unwilling to die, so he has never tried to challenge the Supreme Heaven Titan who is in slumber.

However, being trapped in the Godforsaken Mountains not only suppresses the will and freedom of this many-armed Giant but also suppresses his growth.

Because he is neither a pure-blooded descendant of the Hundred-Armed Giant nor a simple multi-headed giant, it is incredibly difficult to locate and find his own path without a frame of reference.

This has also allowed Moghes to gradually accumulate a power level that can be described as immense over the long years, yet he has never been able to step onto the threshold of the Legendary Destiny.

It wasn't until after the Alliance of Kings that this many-armed Giant benefited greatly from the talks that day.

Just as the Dragon Emperor Caron Goggmora of the Golden Empire can gain his own inspiration and draw his own nourishment from the journey of governing the country, observing politics, and the development of civilization, as well as from all aspects of people and things,

the many-armed Giant Moghes can also find the enlightenment he wants from the ancestral Red Dragon Caron Goggmora.

It is because some of Caron Goggmora's ideas have been recognized by the many-armed Giant Moghes and by the Kings that these Kings are so easily persuaded by Caron Goggmora and then unite to become a temporarily inseparable whole.

Compared to the other Kings who want to establish great achievements that surpass their race's former kings and create an unprecedented glorious civilization,

the many-armed Giant Moghes is much purer; although he shares the same ideas as the Kings, he appreciates the will expressed by Caron Goggmora even more.

This will resonated with this many-armed Giant King and became Moghes' frame of reference for embarking on the road ahead.

Even Moghes himself has to admit that, apart from the accumulation of power levels, that ancestral Red Dragon's exploration of constructing his own world's cognitive system and the road ahead is much more profound than his own.

Therefore, in the heart of this many-armed Giant, he currently only recognizes this ancestral Red Dragon Caron Goggmora, which is why he would say that he and Goggmora are here in person, asking who can resist.

This behavior is similar to the relationship between those cultivators in other diverse universes with different power systems who cultivate by observing the rules of heaven and earth and promote each other's common progress.

In the eyes of existences of this level, only those who share their aspirations, similar ideas, beliefs, will, and spirit are their true good friends, and they can only absorb what they want from such people.

This is also why the ancestral Red Dragon Caron Goggmora once threatened the Ice Giant King Ragna Hegg that if he could not make progress, he would kill this Frost Giant.

The many-armed Giant Moghes takes Caron Goggmora as a friend, while Caron Goggmora takes individuals, civilizations, and the world as friends.

Orders that cannot bring help to Caron Goggmora and have no potential will only be shackles and will be crushed by Caron Goggmora himself.

The wheels of the era are rolling forward, and all those who cannot keep up with the Golden Empire, all those who are not in the Golden Empire, and all those who do not conform to the Golden Empire will be ruthlessly crushed and completely withdraw from the historical stage of the world of Akania.

But this kind of concept and will is like being embodied under the fist of the many-armed Giant Moghes at this moment, and the entire space is shaken by the fist of the many-armed Giant.

If the legendary mage Leto first leverages the effectiveness of space magic with his mastery of spatial magic knowledge, then gradually distorts each change in the leverage, changes in continuous distortion, and reshapes the definition of space for magical effects according to his will in the change,

then this many-armed Giant is using pure power and will to forcibly reverse and distort the power of the entire space without any skill.

The legendary mage Leto learns formulas and theorems, and then uses the solutions of the formulas and theorems to deduce the formulas and theorems he created, the theorems that only belong to his own optimal solution.

The many-armed Giant Moghes directly writes the solution of the formula theorem as the answer he wants.

Under such a fist, the will most suitable for the power of the many-armed Giant Moghes enveloped all the warriors of the noble legions and also enveloped that once proud Duke Marino.

The twelve noble legion spellcasters in the lookout fort were completely distorted in their will and spirit by the will attached to the fist light of the many-armed Giant Moghes at this moment, just like quails shivering.

The will coverage and overwriting of ordinary legends depends on the breadth of the legend's mental power and the intensity of will, as well as the understanding and control of related rules.

But at this moment, hundreds of meters of noble legion warriors on this section of the city wall were all distorted and shocked by the power and will carried by this huge fist.

The short time was like an incomparably long time, and the noble legions, which were still neatly arranged, were no longer able to raise any ideas, not even a single thought.

They just raised their heads blankly and looked at the huge fist falling down.

If these legion warriors could have the will of the legion and the resonance of the power domain like the legion warriors of the Golden Empire, perhaps they could resist the will coverage of the many-armed Giant Moghes.

If these legions could be as strictly arrayed as before, perhaps they could also use the courage and will of the group to fight against the will distortion of the many-armed Giant.

Unfortunately, they didn't; the launch of the Golden Empire's tactics doomed their failure from the start.

And the magical armor and divine sword inherited by Duke Marino Lorne for thousands of years bloomed with unprecedented afterglow at this moment, giving this Duke the most brilliant prestige of his life.

"I am not afraid of you; I am the Duke of Marino; I am a warrior who never fears!" Lorne shattered the stone slabs under his feet, his blue veins bulged, and he rose into the air, raising the divine sword in his hand to strike the sky.

The energy of the entire lookout fort was drawn by the gorgeous divine sword in the hands of Duke Marino, turning into a dazzling sword light, slashing out with desperate courage.

The paean of mankind is the paean of courage; at this moment, it has nothing to do with justice or injustice, and it has nothing to do with any race or class.

The unparalleled brilliant sword light slashed up from the lookout fort, shaking the entire magical barrier of the lookout fort, and met the fist of the many-armed Giant Moghes.

Crack,

The dazzling sword light may have briefly stagnated and blocked the fist light of the many-armed Giant Moghes for perhaps half a breath, and then was directly shattered into the air by the power that could not be stopped.

Then, the incomparably dazzling divine sword turned into shattered fragments under the fist of the many-armed Giant Moghes, and the legendary divine sword could not stop the violence of this Giant King, making a final wail.

Boom,

The strong shield that surged from the magical armor on Duke Marino was also easily shattered, and Lorne's entire body was punched away by the huge fist.

Then, Lorne's body penetrated the magical barrier of the lookout fort, directly punching through the twelve-meter-high lookout fort built of granite from the top floor to the bottom floor.

Rumble,

Then, the walls around the entire lookout fort began to shake, and the twelve-meter-high lookout fort, along with the entire section of the city wall and hundreds of legion warriors and spellcasters on this section of the city wall, all turned into pulverized dust the moment the huge fist pressed down.

The mountain is very high, and it is even higher with the city wall and the lookout fort, but now it is dozens of meters shorter out of thin air.

Even though the entire section of the city wall was reinforced and magically imprisoned, it was completely crushed by the many-armed Giant Moghes with just a simple punch, and the dust waves even surged to the chest of the many-armed Giant.

"What's the use of empty power? Even with pure power, your power is not worth mentioning in front of my power," the many-armed Giant Moghes looked down at Duke Marino Lorne, who was covered in blood and lying in the ruins of dust waves, and sneered.

"Your last time is the time I leave for you to repent; cherish it, you cowardly crawler!"

The many-armed Giant is not kind; he just feels that the actions of those Golden Guards are very sensational, especially the high posture after easily defeating the opponent is particularly sensational.

At this time, the indestructible armor on Lorne's body had long been shattered, and the fragments of the armor were completely crushed into his body, which had almost turned into mud.

But Duke Marino Lorne spat out his internal organs, which had turned into blood plasma, and gasped and laughed: "I will not repent; I will not apologize; this is my destiny, hahahaha!"

"Tsk tsk, that guy Goggmora is right; most people in the world always become particularly interesting at the moment before death!"

No matter who it is, perhaps adhering to oneself is the moment when he obtains the life force he deserves and is his most charming moment.

But Moghes stomped down with one foot, crushing Duke Marino into the dust and mixing him into one, and attacked into the inner defense line of the city wall.

Behind Moghes, the countless giant and monster legions began to rush into the city wall, with a large army pressing down and fully taking over the entire city wall defense line.

"Kill these warriors; don't deliberately destroy those heavy magic cannons and alchemical weapons,"

the many-armed Giant Moghes roared at the giant and monster legions: "If anyone dares to kill those civilians when entering the city, I will twist off your heads!"

The many-armed Giant Moghes is not because of any kindness and justice, nor is it because of any order and rules; he just simply feels that that guy Goggmora's 'leek' theory is very much to his liking.

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"Boom!"

Continuous strikes fell on the plain; 'Moradin's Wrath' and various heavy artillery fired booming explosions in the air, falling from the city head of the small barbican in front of the gate of Dorabi City.

The moment these weapons landed, they plowed a thick layer of the entire land, plowing out pits and trenches in the large plain area.

But weapons of such power and large-scale coverage strikes could not shake the advance of the Golden Empire's legions.

In legion-level scale warfare, faced with such concentrated fire strikes, almost no general with operational common sense would choose to advance in a dense array, because that often results in heavy casualties.

But the legions of the Golden Empire are different.

The dense attacks caused almost no damage under the strict organization and defense of the legions; the hundreds of clay golems created as cannon fodder are under the strict order of the legions under the control of the heroic spirits of the Dragon Temple and are an indestructible golem dome in front of the Golden Empire's warriors.

And the spellcasters configured in the legions have long been able to tacitly choose the most suitable protective blessing spells for the legion's array in long-term cooperation.

Of course, the most important thing is the three most powerful city-breaking golems and the two titan-level golems that were simply modified by the Magic Research Department, using mountain steel as flesh armor and the corpses of two legendary titans who once died under the claws of the ancestral Red Dragon Caron Goggmora as the main body of shaping.

One after another attack exploded on the bodies of these two titan-level golems, but they could not shake the advance of the golems; the huge alchemical heavy crossbows penetrated the defense of the mountain steel but got stuck in the bones of the legendary titans.

The titan-level golems have not yet undergone the modification of the attack energy circuit and control system, and the weapon system has not been loaded, so although the attack power is not strong enough, the defense power is even better.

And the titan-level golems do not have the power of the titans, but they have the advantage of not fearing damage and pain; it is almost difficult to accurately destroy the energy core of the golem built from legendary titans in large-scale warfare.

"The war main brain is ready; release all power restrictions!"

In the voice of the main brain, several excited heroic spirits roared and aimed the main guns of the city-breaking golems at the small barbican, and the huge beam of light arrived above the city wall in an instant, easily penetrating the energy barrier of the barbican.

Then, the heavy siege magic artillery pulled by magic rhinoceroses and dragon beasts in the Golden Empire's legions began to be in place.

In the continuous bombardment, the firepower of the entire barbican was suppressed.

Then, when the giant anchors dragged by the two titan-level golems fell down, the barbican began to need to face the white-blade battle of the Golden Empire's legions.

And Caron Goggmora stood under the king's flag of the kings, just quietly watching the distant battlefield.

The Frost Giant King, Ragnar Hegg, like the many-armed giant Moghes, forcibly destroyed a fortress held by a legendary warrior.

But unlike Moghes, the Frost Giant King seemed intent on capturing this legendary warrior alive, so the two were still locked in combat.

The Sun Elf, Selius, also seemed to want to keep his opponent, constantly blocking the paladin's retreat from the battlefield.

However, a strong tremor came from the earth. Calon turned his head and looked. In the distance, on the plains, dense cavalry legions began to appear.

These cavalry legions, bearing various flags, were slowly pacing in the distance, then began to trot, accelerating slowly.

"It seems that those nobles had long ago left a heavy cavalry legion capable of changing the battlefield situation on the flanks," said Princess Ajani Isabel, the elven princess, standing behind Calon, watching the legion warriors guarding Emperor Calon Goggmora, and then laughed: "Unfortunately, they underestimated the strength of the Golden Empire and the Kings' Alliance!"

"This is no longer a war that mortal kingdoms can reverse! Does Your Majesty Goggmora want to order the annihilation of that noble cavalry legion here? Our elven sword dancers and magic archer legion warriors are finding it a little hard to bear!"

Calon Goggmora smiled slightly, his draconic face making him look particularly fierce even when he smiled.

"Although I am personally sitting on the battlefield, I am not a general in command of the legions. What to do depends on the wisdom of those generals."

Calon Goggmora doesn't have a deep understanding of warfare, but he only needs to make the right choices in the war.

There are no rare and outstanding commanders in the Golden Empire, but there are brave and unstoppable generals who are good at leading troops.

As an emperor, he doesn't like micromanaging, nor does he need to micromanage. He only needs to convey the correct strategic objectives, and someone will naturally complete this correct strategic intention for him.

Princess Elf Ajani Isabel nodded and looked at the motionless legion warriors around her.

Looking through the visor of the helmet, the soldiers of the Golden Empire had no expression on their faces at all.

These soldiers guarding the rear held their weapons, silently forming a tight formation around the Dragon Emperor, and not a single soldier turned to look at the dense noble heavy armored knight legions that were surging like dark clouds in the distance.

As a heavy shield and spear legion, these warriors were not suitable for charging and occupying the terrain-specific city of Dorabi, so they stayed in the rear.

And Isabel Ajani, although she didn't know much about military affairs, also knew that it was foolish to use cavalry to directly charge a heavily shielded and spear legion in a plain.

No matter how powerful the cavalry legion is, they need to execute tactical insertions, divide the charge, and look for opportunities from the flanks, rather than directly attacking the enemy's formation.

Those nobles also did not expect that the seemingly solid and indestructible Marino Line could not achieve its original tactical purpose.

And the centaur Chiron just waved his hand gently, and those silent death knights had already silently dispersed to both sides, as if they were going to leave the entire reserve legion and hundreds of thousands of civilian labor camps with their chests facing the slowly accelerating heavy armored knight legions.

Isabel Ajani shook her head, looked at the fledgling young dragons still flying around and watching in the camp, and knew in her heart that the destruction of this noble legion was a foregone conclusion.

She is now more interested in why Calon Goggmora would bring the fledgling of the Goggmora dragon group with him in such a war.

This is completely different from the impression of dragons by all living beings in the world of Aikania. Although dragons have various personalities, even the dragons who love their offspring very much rarely do this, just like constantly using their own behavior to subtly teach and influence those fledgling.

"Goggmora doesn't look like a dragon who likes fledgling," Ajani looked at the dragonborn in front of her, and began to wonder what the bloodline offspring of this dragon should look like after birth.