Kalon Kogmora lay on the trunk of the Tree of Life. Although the Tree of Life had been dead for countless years, its remains still contained traces of the immense life energy that once flowed through it.
Kalon Kogmora was more like an explorer than the Masters who explored for the purpose of exploration. No matter what it was, he harbored a curiosity and desire to explore all unknowns. This might also be related to Kalon Kogmora being a True Dragon, filled with inexhaustible energy.
This was also why Kalon Kogmora had always been able to master magical knowledge and other skills quickly.
The first element of success is often not wisdom and inspiration, but how much effort you put in.
Antagena lay bored beside him, her beautiful and delicate head, appearing smaller compared to the Red Dragon next to her, constantly looking at the exploring Masters and the tall Imperial Guard.
The massive ruins in front of them were likely the Masters' Tower complex that had fallen from a great height. Under some power, the sturdy towers had disintegrated, forming a stone ruin spanning more than ten miles in every direction.
Occasionally, a half-intact Mage Tower would be buried under the stones, causing the Masters to shout with excitement. The main force for clearing the traces of the ruins were the Imperial Guard.
Due to their loyalty to the Red Dragon, the Imperial Guard's psionic energy also received feedback after the Red Dragon's psionic evolution. This miraculous power could coordinate the Imperial Guard's physical functions and gradually stimulate their physical potential.
The more loyal and trusting the Imperial Guard was to the Red Dragon, the greater the improvement.
However, no matter what, every one of the current Imperial Guard could easily lift three or four-ton stones with one hand, effortlessly.
Moreover, the Imperial Guard's weapons were all inclined towards the heavy polearms that Kalon Kogmora had the Dwarf craftsman Kargon forge.
These powerful cold weapons could perfectly utilize the Imperial Guard's advantages and abilities. Coupled with a set of impenetrable heavy armor, they were truly elite Imperial Guard capable of dominating all kingdoms in the world.
Only True Dragon's kin could have such conditions to build such a legion. There were too many monsters among True Dragon's kin, especially those whose physical qualities were far superior to human Imperial Guard.
Under the True Dragon's influence, even the new generation of Kobold Imperial Guard would not be weaker than ordinary human soldiers.
Sometimes, Kalon Kogmora even felt that placing this powerful Imperial Guard beside the True Dragon was a wrong choice; it was a huge waste.
Antagena and the other True Dragons were very covetous of kin like the Imperial Guard, but under the regulations and systems established by Alina, the Imperial Guard only needed to obey the commands of Kalon Kogmora, one True Dragon.
Even the Dragonborn who were born under the collective influence of the True Dragon, as captains and leaders of the Imperial Guard, would not favor True Dragon with the same scale color as themselves.
And every True Dragon in the Dragon clan had the right to subdue kin and establish their own personal guard. But after seeing the Imperial Guard, these True Dragon's standards became extremely high. Even with great power, strict discipline was required for these True Dragons to be impressed.
Under Kalon Kogmora's influence and his own experience, the True Dragon, while honoring strength and advocating wisdom, also began to favor order.
The benefits that order could bring were endless, but chaos was useless.
Of course, this order was only under the True Dragon. Relatively speaking, the order they wanted was the true order.
Whoosh, whoosh.
A strong sound of wings flapping in the wind came from the distant sky. Antagena glanced at it, and even a thick-skinned True Dragon awkwardly turned her head away, pretending not to see.
The Green Dragon was severely reprimanded by Kalon Kogmora, which Kalon Kogmora thought was very necessary. Creatures like True Dragon were similar to humans; if their minds were not firm enough and their ideas were prone to change, they needed to be kept on a tight leash from time to time.
Lest they encounter things that Kalon Kogmora also did not wish to face in the future, after so many years of getting along and experiencing, the True Dragon had already formed the concept of companions and family among themselves, and Kalon Kogmora was no exception.
Kalon Kogmora's narrowed eyes opened. His crimson pupils had gradually been imbued with his new power, emitting an unusual brilliance. The flowing light in his eyes seemed to inadvertently peek into others' minds and spirits.
This was a characteristic that showed he had not yet fully mastered control of his power. This test of mental will had been too great for the improvement of his mental power, causing him to involuntarily overflow his power.
Whoosh.
One by one, the True Dragons folded their wings and landed on the huge Tree of Life remains. All the True Dragons in the Dragon clan were present, even Alina, who did not particularly like killing and invading, followed the True Dragon here.
"Oh, why are you all here? The Dragon Clans Territory still needs True Dragon to guard it," Kalon Kogmora lazily stood up and greeted the rushing True Dragon.
Seeing Kalon Kogmora alive and kicking, the anxious expressions on the True Dragon's faces disappeared, and they all lazily lay down. They did not blame Rosani's rash action, after all, the Black Dragon's choice was indeed the optimal solution at the time.
Only Female Red Dragon Klenaya, this twelve-meter-long Female True Dragon, walked over, forcefully pushed Green Dragon Antagena aside, and then lay down beside Kalon Kogmora.
White True Dragon Germott glanced at Green Dragon Antagena, who had turned her head away, and already had his answer. This White True Dragon was also quite large now. He was the third True Dragon, after Kalon Kogmora and Klenaya, to spontaneously awaken and revive the bloodline of a previous generation.
Occasional battle scars on his scales indicated that this White True Dragon had experienced no less battles than Klenaya.
His eleven-meter-long body was covered with True Dragon scales like ice crystals, and the rising cold air between the scales made the entire White True Dragon appear like a walking Glacier True Dragon.
"If something happened to you, Kalon Kogmora, would the Dragon Clans Territory still need to be guarded? I'm afraid the True Dragon would immediately fall into division, and no one would be able to reunite the True Dragon. Do you think they would sincerely obey my leadership?"
White Dragon Germott's tone carried a hint of warning. He believed that the Red Dragonshould not personally take risks in many situations.
"Klenaya? Or Antagena? Or Alina?" The White Dragon called out names one by one, but every True Dragon whose name was called responded with a big eye roll.
True Dragon were all unruly creatures. Before the White Dragon Germott could possess the strength to suppress all True Dragon, even if the White Dragon Germott was a Dragon God's favored one, these True Dragons would not regard Germott as their leader.
"We alone are not enough to guard the Dragon Clans Territory, Kalon Kogmora. Do you think we don't know why those Masters cooperate with us? If we lose you, those Masters would probably be the first to carve up the fruits of our Dragon Clans Territory."
White Dragon Germott's face showed some complaints, and he was a bit garrulous. The White Dragon, who had loved to curse since he was a hatchling, finally showed his true colors. "Damn it, Kalon Kogmora, you said we are a whole, a family. Don't always think of going it alone when encountering certain dangers."
"We are still relatively weak, but we are all working hard. Do you think Klenaya sleeps all day? This Female True Dragon runs to the prairie every day after waking up to challenge that powerful Orc Lord."
"Akzi and Dos also often run to the sea to fight with that Sea Dragon. Every True Dragon is gathering around you in their own way. Do you think True Dragons really like to govern territories? Damn it, Kalon Kogmora, letting Chromatic Dragons govern territories, why don't you let those Dwarves who like to hold hammers go embroider flowers?"
White Dragon Germott grumbled. If any other True Dragon were the leader of the Dragon clan, he would certainly not be like this, but all the True Dragon in the True Dragon knew what kind of True Dragon Kalon Kogmora was. Kalon Kogmora's attitude towards the internal and external affairs of the True Dragon was the embodiment of the True Dragon's double standards.
Only the newly joined Alfred and Alina were somewhat stunned, very afraid that White Dragon Germott would be torn apart by the enraged Red Dragon in the next moment.
Although in their impression, Kalon Kogmora's attitude and personality were completely different from ordinary Red Dragon, as the leader of the True Dragon, most people would blindly uphold their authority.
Unfortunately, for Kalon Kogmora, he didn't need to do that at all. His existence was authority itself.
He was never afraid of being challenged and granted all True Dragons in the Dragon clan the right to challenge him. However, after personally witnessing the Blue Dragon Akzi being severely beaten, no True Dragon would harbor such thoughts again.
Kalon Kogmora lazily stretched his wings and let out a comfortable yawn. He said with a smile, "This was a misunderstanding. I wasn't in danger from the outside; the danger came from myself."
"Moreover, perhaps I will encounter many dangers in the future. This is something I can feel after realizing my own mind," Kalon Kogmora said with a smile, "This is not my choice. My choice is to face difficulties head-on, and you don't need to worry about it."
Kalon Kogmora certainly understood how important his existence was to the cohesion of the True Dragon, but he always had to face some unpredictable dangers, especially after this glimpse into fate.
Developing step-by-step would only make it easier for him to fall into the shackles of fate.
Perhaps this idea was difficult for the True Dragon to accept, but if Kalon died, he would no longer care about the True Dragon's feelings or the existence of the Dragon Clan Territory.
After I die, let the flood rage.
The True Dragon did not quite understand Kalon's words, but Kalon would not explain to them.
Only Camid, the White True Dragon, still looked thoughtful. Yes, Camid was just as thoughtful as he was when he was a hatchling.
Alina, the Bronze Dragon, saw that Kalon was not angry with Germott, the White True Dragon, so she bravely stepped forward, craning her slender neck and asking, "Kalon, since you know the danger, why do you still risk conquering this Plane and bringing slaughter to these beings?"
The Bronze Dragon's innate kindness made her worried about the True Dragon's excessive slaughter.
She was very afraid that the True Dragon would gradually become like the other Chromatic Dragons, and no longer be rational and sensible.
"If it were before, I would tell you, Alina, that I came for the population and other resources of this Plane," Kalon was no longer lazy.
He said solemnly, "But now, I want to tell you, Alina, there are only two kinds of distinctions in the world: hunter and prey. If you are not a hunter, you are prey."
"And I, Kalon Kogmora, I am a True Dragon, I am born to be a hunter, and my nature is also telling me, if I am not a hunter, I am prey!"
Kalon spread his wide wings, revealing his ferocious fangs and laughing, "Let's go, it's time to harvest the last wealth of this world! Every True Dragon in the True Dragon has a share!"
Roar!
One after another, the True Dragon stood up, spread their wings, and followed the Red Dragoninto the sky, disappearing into the distant sky of the forest.
However, these True Dragon could not hear the exclamations of the Master coming from the ruins, "Found it! This is a relatively complete Mage Tower!"
"Oh, my god, there's also the corpse of a True Dragon, an adult Green Dragon!"
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Three tall Tree of Life stood in the forest, seemingly side by side, but due to their overly lush canopies, each Tree of Life was hundreds of meters apart.
Under the sky-covering shade, tens of thousands of Elf moved through the camp, each Elf's face looking lifeless, no longer having the relaxed and joyful atmosphere of enjoying life as in the past.
Dozens of War Treant had already awakened, constantly surrounding the huge camp, bringing a rare sense of comfort to these worried Elf.
The three isolated tribes were now united, and even if all other Elf tribes invited them, they still did not dare to easily trust them, so they chose their own camp as the meeting and negotiation location.
In the lush forest, the figures of Elf Warrior and Elf Druid gradually appeared, followed by many Elf Elder wearing headbands made of Life Tree sprouts.
At first, they were sparse, but after a moment, thousands, even tens of thousands, of Elf Warrioremerged.
The Elf in the tribe saw so many Elf, and the gloomy expression on their faces turned into joy.
They knew that these Elf were warriors who came to support their tribe, warriors who dared to resist powerful invaders, and their tribe had hope!
The Elf Druid and Elf Elder high atop the Tree of Life also showed relaxed expressions.
They happily told the Elf Druid to open the natural barrier used to conceal the tribe's existence, welcoming the arrival of these reinforcements.
"We are saved, we have hope, no need to fear those invading True Dragon... True Dragon?" Before a happy Elf could finish speaking, the newly opened natural barrier allowed sounds from outside to enter the entire tribe.
In the distance, the True Dragon, riding the strong wind, spread their wings wide enough to block the sun, casting a large, rapidly moving shadow on the ground.
The wind in the forest roared, the wild beasts fell silent, and even the vibrant Tree of Life restrained its immense life aura.
The strong wind carried by the True Dragons carved out a massive path in the lush forest, breaking countless thick branches.
In the next instant, the True Dragon arrived above the Elf tribe with its open barrier.
The Elf Druid and Elf Elder, who were still trying to use magic to urge the Tree of Life to close the barrier, were immediately shaken off by the Tree of Life, which they regarded as their guardian deity, and fell from the air.
But the True Dragons had already descended, one after another, the True Dragons spread their wings, covering the sky and the shade, surrounding the fallen crowd from above.
Alina, the Bronze Dragon, exhaled her lightning breath, which shot out from her huge mouth and fangs like a spreading long line.
Antagena, the Green Dragon, exhaled a strong, foul-smelling venom, like a giant spraying faucet, spewing out with the Green Dragon's magic.
Rosani, the Black Dragon, roared loudly; the Black Dragon, who loved to kill, was exceptionally excited.
His corrosive strong acid condensed into a water column, striking with the Black Dragon's intense killing aura.
Camid, the White Dragon, exhaled cold frost, and the strong cold air froze the humid air into ice flowers that condensed in the air.
Germott, the White Dragon's, ice breath was more like condensed ice crystals, spewing in a fan shape with strong impact and freezing power.
Alfred, the Red Copper Dragon's, breath was conical, exhaling acidic fluid and expanding acidic gas.
Although its lethality was not very strong, it possessed an extremely terrifying deterrent force under his vigorous exhalation.
The most terrifying were the lightning breaths of the two Blue Dragon and the fiery breath of the Female Red Dragon.
The lightning breaths of the two Blue Dragon were accompanied by storms, and the thick thunder was like heavenly might.
Klenaya's flames emitted terrifying high temperatures, scorching the humid air into rising white mist.
In this brief moment, all the True Dragon breath, forming a circle in mid-air, collided with the crowd at the center.
In the next instant, an incredibly powerful explosion and shockwave spread from the center.
The instantaneous explosion and the burst of light blinded and deafened all the Elf who witnessed this scene.
Boom! The spreading shockwave was like a raging hurricane at sea, knocking all the Elf to the ground.
Some weaker Elf near the center of the explosion had their internal organs shattered, their bodies like torn cloth bags, flung far away by the shockwave.
At that moment, all traces of the Elf Druid and Elf Elder who were at the center of the True Dragons breath were erased from the real world, leaving only a deep, wide pit at the original site of the Elf tribe.
Even their souls, which should not have been harmed by the True Dragon breath of these True Dragon, underwent some terrifying and wonderful change due to the gathering of so many True Dragons and the collision of their True Dragon breath and magic.
The True Dragon breath and magic of these True Dragons repelled, entangled, and fused with each other during the explosive collision, and a wonderful fluctuation was generated at the initial center of the explosion.
Countless mixed elemental energies vibrated and boiled, as if earth, water, wind, and fire were stirred, and that space seemed to have been broken down and returned to the state before the creation of heaven and earth, a state of chaos.
In the next second, a singularity emitting a strange yet incredibly terrifying aura was born in the air.
This singularity emitted an unparalleled suction force, devouring all the turbulent and boiling aura in that space, and then gradually dissipated.
At this moment, the Elf, whose eyes and ears had recovered, came back to their senses from the shock, but immediately fell into an even greater shock.
"This is an aura from outside, power comparable to a god!" The elderly Elf Elder Cade muttered to himself.
The power of the True Dragon made these Elf, who still had some intentions of testing, cease their efforts.
This terrifying ability, even if it could only be created by the combined efforts of the True Dragon, was an existence that all the forces of this world could not resist.
All the Elf were speechless; they seemed to have witnessed a miracle, and one by one, they knelt on the ground, crying out loudly in prayer, begging that the destruction of the True Dragon would not befall this place.
The three Tree of Life that decided to turn over a new leaf trembled at this moment, like frightened children, their falling green leaves drifting with the wind.
There was also an unfortunate Tree of Life that was only slightly grazed by some aftershock, and its tough bark was ripped off in a large chunk, along with a thick part of its trunk that was licked away, revealing its tender heartwood.
Kalon flew high in the sky; he did not make a move.
Before the descending True Dragons, he no longer needed to act; he had been observing the True Dragon's behavior.
The chain reaction caused by the True Dragon's concentrated attack inspired him, and the chaotic space, with its power resembling the reappearance of earth, water, wind, and fire, also made him sigh in admiration.
Each of these True Dragons, individually, was far less powerful than him, but their collisions produced such a miraculous reaction.
Perhaps this was touching upon certain rules of the real world.
He waited until the commotion subsided, folded his wings, and landed on the crown of the tall Tree of Life, looking down at all the True Dragons and Elf, a deep, thick voice resounding from his throat.
"Who rules the ups and downs? I rule the ups and downs!"