The first generation Blue Dragon Demon, Ashabi, had his entire spine shattered by the power of the Ancestral Red Dragon, and the internal organs and magical vessels within his massive dragon body were also precisely destroyed by the Red Dragon's power.
Only a still-beating heart remained intact, allowing the tenacious Blue Dragon Demon, to lie on the ground, clinging to life.
The Evil Dragon Blood, filled with the aura of devils from hell, gradually polluted the area where the Blue Dragon Demon fell, causing plants to wither, and the Blue Dragon Demon whimpered.
Kalon's body descended beside the Blue Dragon Demon. The sword wound on his jaw had already been locked by his powerful muscle control, beginning to heal.
However, he did not relax his vigilance. In order to secure a decisive victory, the magic power he had diligently recovered and accumulated during the previous close-quarters combat to buy time was once again completely depleted.
This was the first time in his dragon life that the Red Dragon experienced the feeling of insufficient magic power.
This made Kalon feel unaccustomed for a moment. The Evil Dragon Blood within his body sent a feeling of thirst, urging him to replenish his magic power as soon as possible.
But now he had to face an existence even more terrifying than this Blue Dragon Demon, Ashabi, and he could not afford to relax in the slightest.
Even if only the Dragon God's consciousness descended, the opponent's divine position as a Dragon God of magic made Kalon extra cautious. Anything associated with the word 'magic' was not a good thing, except for himself.
Clap, clap, clap,
"That was a truly excellent performance, you young dragon. To be able to so easily defeat a Dragon Knight who has fought for countless years..."
Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic's figure stepped out of the void. Without the Blue Dragon Demon's body as a vessel, her current form, though seemingly real, was still clearly visible to the Ancestral Red Dragon.
The three young dragons, who had initially been somewhat hostile towards the Ancestral Red Dragon, had already ceased their hostility after witnessing this battle.
The young dragons tucked their heads and wings behind Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic's shoulders and dark hair, now peeking out, their vertical pupils staring at the Ancestral Red Dragon.
Kalon folded his wings to his sides, indicating he had no intention of opposing the Dragon God of magic . He then squatted on the ground, revealing his fangs stained with a trace of blood, and chuckled softly, "I wonder if this performance of mine can win me my promised reward."
Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic took light steps, walking to the squatting Ancestral Red Dragon. She looked up at the Red Dragon's towering body and the six shimmering dragon horns, seemingly unafraid that the Red Dragon in front of her would suddenly lash out.
Although the Dragon God's humanoid form was over two meters tall, the Red Dragon in front of her looked as if he could crush her with a slight extension of his claw.
Kleska's beautiful eyes were not draconic pupils, but human-like eyes, now shining with a strange brilliance. She smiled softly and said, "I never personally agreed to your proposal."
She turned her gaze to the Ancestral Red Dragon's dark golden vertical pupils, beside which were faint, fiery patterns, like blood vessels in the eyes.
"Although you show me outward respect and deference, you actually consider your status equal to mine,"Kleska theDragon Goddess of Magic said with some surprise in her eyes. "I truly don't know if it's your innate arrogance as a young dragon, or if you have a genuine reliance."
"However, I do somewhat understand the actions of that alluring old dragon, Tiamat. If it were me, I would also want to take you as a subordinate. Your talent, especially your magical talent, fills me with admiration."
As Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic, the creator of magic among dragons and the one who presides over the divine position of magic, even with just a brief glance, she could tell that the magic the Ancestral Red Dragon had just used was a combination of illusion magic and elemental magic.
However, most dragons who can actively learn magic are already considered rare talents. To be able to master the draconic magic from their bloodline inheritance is already considered an academic among dragons.
But the Ancestral Red Dragon seemed to have embarked on the path of deconstructing and creating magic, which was another level entirely.
Even those dragons known for their magic addiction would need many years of research to successfully create and improve magic, and most of those were only mid- or low-tier spells.
The magic created by the Ancestral Red Dragon did not seem to have outstanding power, lacking the direct damage capability of high-tier magic. Even the final elemental explosion was merely manipulated by the Ancestral Red Dragon's talent.
But magic is not simply judged by the strength of its direct power, but by the strength of its functionality.
In the eyes of Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic, the magic used by the Ancestral Red Dragon in his final attack was undoubtedly a high-tier auxiliary attack type magic.
If special magic warriors could master this move, it would be enough for them to be called an supreme secret technique passed down through families for thousands of years, allowing them to dominate a region of the world.
She couldn't help but marvel at the Ancestral Red Dragon's magical talent.
Kalon calmly accepted the Dragon God's praise, even though a significant portion of the credit for this process came from the sub-brain clusters.
And although he was somewhat displeased by the Magic Dragon God's reneging, he had to admit that she was indeed right. He had already prepared himself for this when dealing with dragons.
Kalon could only nod slightly in response, "Our meager strength, how can it compare to the great power of the Dragon God? To receive the Dragon God's praise is enough to make me feel greatly honored."
"But if Your Majesty Kleska is merely here to enjoy a performance, please move your feet to my empire, within the royal city. Although my territory currently seems simple, the coliseum within it is enough for you to enjoy many wonderful performances."
Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic shook her head, pacing around the Ancestral Red Dragon's massive body as if observing him closely. Her puzzled voice came from behind the Red Dragon.
"Tsk tsk, if I hadn't seen your body with my own eyes and spoken to you face to face, I would have thought I was dealing with a cunning human, not a straightforward dragon."
"Relax, little dragon, your scales don't need to be so tense. I bear you no ill will."
Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic stopped beside the Ancestral Red Dragon, extended her slender, fair right hand, and called softly, "Lower your head, you cunning dragon whelp. You want me to go to your territory? Do you think I don't know?"
"Your territory is your kingdom. Even a true Legendary, if they go to your empire and dare to oppose you, they will suffer a great loss if they're not careful. I am currently descending from an infinitely distant place, and I have no power to contend with your empire."
Kalon noticed that the Dragon God in front of him indeed held no ill will. Although he was somewhat puzzled by the Dragon God's change in attitude, his only remaining doubt instantly vanished when he considered that she was not only a dragon but also a female dragon.
He slightly lowered his head, moving closer to Kleska's palm. This consciousness body of the Dragon God had descended, yet it manifested in the material world as if truly real. Even a faint, strange spice from her body drifted into the Ancestral Red Dragon's nostrils.
As soon as the Ancestral Red Dragon smelled this spice, he immediately felt that the small amount of magic power he had recovered was now flowing even faster.
It was like some kind of magical spice with wondrous properties, accelerating the Ancestral Red Dragon's own magic recovery by nearly double.
But before Kalon could fully appreciate the effect of this spice, he felt his dragon horns being held by Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic. He was slightly startled and was about to shake his head to break free from her grasp.
Then he heard a cold command, "Don't move, little dragon whelp. I'm giving you a little something good. This is my sincerity. I think you'll like it."
Kalon stopped his movements and immediately felt that several pieces of information, incredibly complex, were being inscribed onto his dragon horns by the power the other party had invoked. They were like the cumbersome inheritances within the Dragon Language, awaiting Kalon to personally uncover and digest them in the future.
But at this moment, Kalon sensed that the greedy heart of this Magic Dragon God was being born within her.
For the Ancestral Red Dragon, who wielded the authority over spirituality, even a god, if they did not conceal themselves before him, he could glimpse a bit of their thoughts.
As magical creatures, the scales and horns of dragons are excellent materials for magic, capable of holding engraved magic and knowledge. Some magic-loving dragons enjoy engraving countless spells on their scales.
There are also some powerful evil spellcasters who especially like to hunt dragons, taking the most valuable scales from their bodies—the scales under the jaw, the scales on the chest, and the most precious pericardium—to craft spellcasting equipment. These are typically Dragon Skin Books; opening a page unleashes a torrent of spells.
Kalon, this uniquely blessed Ancestral Red Dragon, possesses scales with a higher capacity than other dragons, and even his horns are rare treasures. Even the most ordinary warrior could fashion them into a divine weapon, no matter how much material is wasted.
The natural magical patterns on Kalon's horns reflect the inherent mighty power of an Ancestral Red Dragon. Any mage holding the Red Dragon's horns can effortlessly control earth and metal, fire and magma, increasing spell power by several times.
Indeed, after Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic sealed the knowledge into the Ancestral Red Dragon's six beautiful horns, she did not withdraw her hand. Instead, she praised, "Your horns, if given to me to craft, I could certainly create a powerful magical treasure."
"Kogmora, as a return gift for the knowledge I bestowed upon you, how about you shed your horns and give them to me? The knowledge I've given you is more than enough to compensate for your horns."
Kalon exhaled two jets of flame from his nostrils, decisively pulling his horns away from the greedy Magic Dragon God's hand. He took two steps back before settling down again.
"My horns are the crown of an emperor, the scepter of an empire, their value immeasurable," Kalon said. "The knowledge you bestowed upon me surely has its own purpose. The nature of dragons, even for a god, cannot be escaped."
Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic wrinkled her nose and exclaimed, "How annoying! Foolish dragons I detest, but overly clever dragons I also don't particularly like."
At this moment, Kleska gently waved her sleeve. The magical radiance enveloping her suddenly transformed into an auric dome, completely concealing their presence.
Their forms existed tangibly within the Ekania World, yet they could not be perceived by others. Their voices could be transmitted normally, but they could not be heard by others.
This was the Dragon God's Quiet Domain, and one of Kleska's divine duties upon ascension.
At this point, the Kleska theDragon Goddess of Magic's expression became serious. Her delicate, thick eyebrows furrowed slightly as she softly said, "Dragons don't like beating around the bush. I can explain directly to you."
"I am different from Ancient Dragon Gods like Tiamat and Bahamut. Although in this universe, I am a Dragon God alongside them, and my divine power is even stronger than theirs, I cannot compare to their true power,"
Kleska took light steps, motioning for the Ancestral Red Dragon to walk with her in this Quiet Domain.
A few young dragons grew bolder in the tranquil Quiet Domain, raising their heads and gurgling to each other, speaking in an Ancient Dragon Language that even the Ancestral Red Dragonfound difficult to fully comprehend.
"Tiamat and Bahamut not only occupy the position of Dragon Gods in this universe, but their activities span many cosmic realms. Thus, their true power is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Even I cannot know how truly powerful their true forms are."
Kleska turned her head, suddenly sighing, "As for me, apart from this universe where I was born, there have been some issues with my true divine form in another universe, equivalent to a downfall. Perhaps Tiamat once mentioned to you about the changes in the world…"
The Ancestral Red Dragon listened quietly, nodding slightly in response, "I do have some slight understanding of that, regarding the world and those alien gods."
Magic surged from Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic's hand, and a scene unfolded before Kalon.
The Ancestral Red Dragon saw that in another universe, the cosmic crystal barrier was shattered by an unimaginably immense force. Countless world rifts appeared in the universe, tearing apart the entire cosmic world.
Innumerable strange races surged out from the torn world rifts. Powerful beings pried open the rifts, extending colossal tentacles into the world, eagerly plunging into various plane worlds. Even the visible portions were tens of thousands of meters long.
There were also incredibly powerful Titan gods, as tall as planets, who directly cleaved through worlds and strode through the void. These colossal Titan gods, with eyes burning with world-destroying flames and power, shattered an entire plane world with a single strike.
Even through the scene displayed by Kleska, the Ancestral Red Dragon felt a sense of being there. With the Ancestral Red Dragon's current size, before those powerful alien gods' true forms, he was no different from an ant easily crushed.
Even Kleska Dragon the Goddess of Magic before him showed a bitter expression.
"The final ruins of that universe were dragged into their worlds by ancient alien gods and devoured. Not only me, but even Tiamat, that mother dragon, lost a true divine incarnation,"
Kleska's voice was not without helplessness as she spoke.
"Though the wind and rain have not yet descended upon this universe, I have already sensed the sudden stirring of the breeze," Kleska said, looking directly at the Ancestral Red Dragon.
"I have explored many planes in this primordial universe and left many seeds. You, Kalon Kogmora, are one of the few dragons I would personally descend for."
The Dragon God looked deeply at the Ancestral Red Dragon and said, "A child like you, with such powerful talent, so'special,' and possessing a clear mind and wisdom, is enough for me to view you differently."
Kalon folded his wings, feigning an honest, innocent, and sincere appearance, completely pretending not to understand the deeper meaning of her words.
"Since you are unwilling to be my divine favored, then I will not force a dragon who might one day rampage across the astral sea like other powerful Evil Dragons,"
Kleska gazed deeply at the Ancestral Red Dragon. She said, "You surely know what I want. The knowledge just now was the reward."
"No, that's far from enough," the Ancestral Red Dragon shook his head in immediate refusal. He knew what the Magic Dragon God desired.
The union of dragon and god ultimately seeks only one thing: power.
But faith is not easily obtained. Even a god, unable to descend to the world, cannot constantly favor every believer. In spreading faith, they are far inferior to mortal emperors.
Even more so for Kalon, a Dragon Emperor who controls the Dragons Empire. A simple policy is enough to rival the Dragon God's efforts over countless years.
Gods have their strengths, but also their shortcomings.
"Truly a greedy dragon," Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic said. "I know that the Dragons Empire does not have its own priests. Believe in me, let your people believe in me. I will bring true priests to your Dragons Empire, and you can cultivate your own spellcasters."
But the Ancestral Red Dragon's head still swayed like a wheel. "The gods in the many Dragon Temple only have their own insignias, not the true faces of statues. That is not to make my imperial subjects believe in them. For my subjects to believe, only a Dragon Lord who has made contributions within the empire will suffice."
At this moment, this Ancestral Red Dragon finally spoke a part of the truth.
Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic gnashed her teeth, looking at this rogue Red Dragon. After a moment of thought, she finally said, "Carve a statue of me from gems. That will be my incarnation in the mortal realm, honoring you, this ambitious Dragon Emperor!"
"Deal!" The Ancestral Red Dragon finally bared his fangs and smiled at this moment.