Elanti, who held this position, also knew that his power and honor were accompanied by risks.
As the saying goes, accompanying the monarch is like accompanying a tiger. Elanti, who had worked in the royal family for half his life, deeply understood the essence of this sentence.
But if he were to give up everything in his hands and return to being an ordinary person, he would not agree either.
Power is such a fascinating thing, countless people fight endlessly for it.
"My lord, it's almost done," the sorcerer said excitedly from the side.
Elanti's thoughts were pulled back to reality.
He looked up.
That giant beast had indeed slowly opened its eyes.
All the sorcerers in the laboratory also became excited one after another.
"Constantine... is about to awaken!"
"This is truly a great masterpiece, far surpassing any known creature!"
"Come, Constantine, wake up, and let the world hear your roar!"
"..."
As the dragon eyes opened, a tremendous pressure also spread outward.
Elanti looked into Constantine's eyes. In those vertically slit and ferocious pupils, it seemed as if an overwhelming rage was about to burst out.
At the same time, the Primordial Energy also began to flow over Constantine's body in the form of "water."
It slowly pieced this brand-new body together, fully integrating it into a whole.
"Wonderful! The Primordial Energy has started to take effect!", the sorcerer shouted excitedly.
"It's almost, almost finished!"
"..."
Cheers resounded throughout the laboratory, and Elanti was also swept up in the mood.
He couldn't help but step forward, his eyes wide open, slowly raising his trembling hands in excitement,
"Be resurrected! Constantine!"
The bubbles in the breeding chamber suddenly began to churn violently.
A powerful energy also surged from within, spreading in all directions.
Crack—Crack—
Two crisp sounds rang out, and several clearly visible cracks suddenly appeared on the outer wall of the breeding chamber.
The liquid inside the chamber also began to leak out through the cracks.
Elanti's excited expression instantly stiffened. He took a few steps back and asked in panic,
"What's going on? Is this a normal phenomenon?"
The sorcerer also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "M-My lord... I don't know! Someone! Was this part of your plan?"
The nearby sorcerer immediately replied with strength and clarity,
"Replying to teacher, it was not!"
Sorcerer: ?
Elanti: ?
But before Elanti could get angry, a loud explosion rang out.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
They saw that the breeding chamber had completely shattered, and the dark green liquid had flowed onto the ground.
And that dragon-headed giant beast slowly raised its right leg and stepped out of the breeding chamber.
The oppressive presence of its size filled the spacious laboratory.
"O-out of control?"
"Why didn't Constantine calm down as expected?"
Many sorcerers screamed in panic and fled in all directions.
The sorcerer beside Elanti, who was called "teacher," forced himself to calm down and ordered,
"We have a backup suppression magic array! Activate the array quickly!"
For such an important and dangerous experiment, these professional sorcerers had of course prepared safety measures in advance.
Hearing this, the panicked sorcerers immediately began to activate the suppression array.
The array was quickly activated, and a deep red light instantly flashed beneath Constantine's feet.
The light trapped him within, like an invisible cage.
Constantine let out a low growl, trying to break through the array.
But this just-awakened body had not fully recovered; the powerful strength hidden within couldn't be unleashed.
He began to roar, and the dragon's roar was deafening.
A young sorcerer squinted slightly and sneered, "Just impotent rage, still dreaming of breaking the array's control? Daydreaming!"
The suppression array was indeed powerful, and it happened that Constantine had not yet fully grasped his current strength and body. So this out-of-control crisis should...
Be solvable, right?
The array continuously compressed, depriving Constantine of his remaining movement space.
It seemed he would be forced back into a new cage, but Constantine still roared desperately.
"Why is he still struggling?"
"What's he yelling for? Just surrender quietly and become the empire's weapon!"
The sorcerers popped open the champagne.
But only the "teacher" didn't.
He furrowed his brow and muttered, "Constantine's roar... sounds a bit off."
Elanti looked at him, "What's off about it?"
"This roar doesn't sound like it's expressing anger or struggle, it's more like... calling."
"Calling? What is he calling for?"
As the words fell, before Elanti could hear the sorcerer's answer, the ground began to shake violently.
"What the hell is it now?"
Elanti cursed.
The next moment, the underground laboratory began to collapse, and rubble fell.
The sorcerers were overwhelmed, unable to dodge the falling debris while maintaining the suppression array.
At this rate, Constantine would inevitably lose control again.
But... that wasn't the deadliest issue.
Amid the wreckage and chaos, a massive iron-blue figure flapped its wings, burst through the rubble, and scattered all the sorcerers.
"That is... Fell? Iron-Wing Dragon King, Fell? Why is he here?"
Elanti, who had already hidden in a safe corner, looked at the dragon-form Fell, full of confusion.
And the sorcerer beside him suddenly realized,
"So Constantine's roar was calling Fell... My lord, this isn't an accident in the experiment."
"What?"
"They planned this from the beginning... This was their plan!"
Realization came too late.
Without sorcerers maintaining it, the array was easily broken by Fell.
He quickly rushed to Constantine's side, and Constantine also raised his right hand, grabbing one of Fell's claws.
The iron-blue dragon carried Constantine and broke through the underground lab, flying straight into the deep night sky.
Beneath that full moon, burned the truly reignited flames of revenge.
———
The collapse of the underground laboratory caused no small chaos.
Elanti, protected by numerous sorcerers and guards, barely made it out of the ruins alive.
However, before he could catch his breath, Elanti, exhausted and injured, shouted, "Quick, quickly summon reinforcements! Stop Constantine and Fell at all costs!"
"Yes, my lord!"
Elanti looked up at the two huge figures in the night sky, secretly gritting his teeth.
That old sorcerer just now said this was a plan made by Constantine and Fell from the beginning.
But Elanti didn't understand. If Constantine had enough self-awareness to formulate an escape plan, then wasn't this move too risky?
Judging by the timeline, Constantine and Fell's first contact should have been after the battle at the Red Dragon Sanctuary, when Fell flew back to the empire with Constantine's head. That's when they planned this escape.
But at that time, Constantine should've been very weak, right? And how could he guarantee that during the empire's second fusion ceremony, he could successfully escape control?
If he couldn't escape, Constantine would be completely reduced to the empire's biological weapon.
By then, let alone revenge, even his last bit of self-awareness would be wiped out.
Elanti clenched his fists, the shouts of sorcerers and guards ringing in his ears.
They continued casting all kinds of long-range magic at Fell and Constantine in the sky.
But Fell's title of Iron-Wing Dragon King was not for nothing, speed-type dragon species had an absolute advantage in the skies.
Constantine lifted his arm, grabbing one of dragon-form Fell's claws, his whole body suspended in mid-air.
He looked down at those humans below, and in his originally calm pupils, a hateful and fierce light gradually flashed.
"They locked me in the breeding chamber, cut open my flesh, and used all kinds of potions and magic to try and erase my will."
"Fortunately, you set up that barrier spell for me earlier. Fell, thank you," Constantine said in a low voice.
"You're welcome. It's an honor to assist the Crimson Flame Dragon King," Fell said.
Back when they returned from the Red Dragon Sanctuary, Constantine had tried to use his dying self-awareness to establish communication with Fell.
After learning of Constantine's plan, Fell implanted a barrier spell in his mind in advance to isolate a part of his self-awareness so the empire's sorcerer group wouldn't detect it.
When they "revived" Constantine again, the barrier spell would be lifted. Only then would it mark the true rebirth of this Crimson Flame Dragon King.
"Do you plan to take revenge on these humans now, Constantine?", Fell asked.
Constantine looked down at the town and the panicked crowd below, casually flinging a blazing fireball.
The fireball struck the pursuing troops below, causing a violent explosion among them.
"Now's not the time for revenge yet," Constantine looked at his right hand that had just launched the fireball, "This new body needs time to adapt, and also..."
"And also?"
Constantine clenched his fist, and then, a crystal-clear white energy slowly gathered in his palm, "Also, this ancient power... I can't fully control it yet."
"Ancient power... you mean?"
"The Primordial Energy."
Constantine said, "The origin power of the legendary Primordial Dragon King, Noah. He was the first Dragon King in the long history of the dragon race, his status second only to the Dragon God, Tiamat."
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