The magic halo dissipated, and Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic's figure appeared in the material world, seemingly always with her back to the sun and light in the sky; even when facing the light, her magic halo always obscured the sunlight.
Kalon only realized this problem the moment Kleska the Dragon Goddess of Magic's figure dissipated.
From an occult perspective, it was worth Kalon's consideration.
However, Kalon's current goal remained focused on his own development.
The Ancestral Red Dragon stepped closer to the dying Blue Dragon Demon, his massive dragon claw seizing the Blue Dragon Demon's head, which was as ugly as a hybrid of a dragon and a gargoyle, and lifted him up.
The Dragon Slayer Demon regained consciousness at this moment, fragments of his internal organs and dragon blood overflowing from his mouth. He used his last ounce of strength to laugh, "Hahaha, I lost, mortal dragon."
"But if you think you're special because of their momentary kindness and praise, then you're wrong, hahaha."
The Blue Dragon Demon gasped, "As long as you fight for them, you'll eventually end up like me..."
Kalon's eyes were calm. The Dragon Slayer Knight before him was exceptionally skilled. If he hadn't harbored hatred and contempt for the Ancestral Red Dragon in his heart, he would never have been so easily misled by Kleska Dragon the Goddess of Magic's magic.
And although Kalon and Kleska Dragon Goddess of Magic had a pleasant conversation, and it seemed they had a good foundation for cooperation, making them mutual aids and fellow travelers, it was just like his interactions with the Main God and Tiamat.
Deep within the Ancestral Red Dragon's heart, he always maintained fundamental vigilance against these beings, unless one day, the Red Dragon's power could easily overwhelm them.
Regarding the Blue Dragon Demon before him, one could only say that this excellent dragon warrior had followed the wrong person.
"Since my descent into this world, I have never personally killed a dragon. It's a pity you are not a dragon," Kalon said indifferently.
"Good, good, good," the Blue Dragon Demon laughed, "I do not feel humiliated to die by your hand. Make it quick."
Snap.
The psionic energy on the Ancestral Red Dragon's steel claw surged, and he unhesitatingly crushed the Blue Dragon Demon's neck, the pale blue neck armor, along with flesh and bone, exploding into fragments.
The massive head rolled onto the pockmarked grassland, and the Dragon Demon's aura instantly dissipated in this real material world.
The Ancestral Red Dragon tilted his head, sensing for a long time before letting out a sigh.
"Tiamat," Kalon said softly, lowering his head.
Among the information Kleska shared with the Ancestral Red Dragon were some secrets about Tiamat.
This included Tiamat's unique divine spell for every Chromatic Dragon, which she possessed as the creator of the Chromatic Dragon species.
But Kalon found no trace of this divine spell on the dead Blue Dragon Demon, which meant that the Ancestral Red Dragon's aura, which Tiamat's consciousness had captured during her descent, was still sealed in the Dragon Queen's divine kingdom fortress, or perhaps she had another target in mind.
Although Tiamat's ultimate intention was to exchange the souls of her followers for Kalon's soul after his death, Kalon disliked this kind of potential controlled behavior.
His relationship with Tiamat, while not turning hostile from now on, would become somewhat more complex. Some of Tiamat's actions were also forcing Kalon to delve deeper into her faction.
"Indeed, these powerful beings are not simple characters," Kalon looked at the place where the Magic Dragon God disappeared. Kleska's change in attitude was probably just her second plan.
If Kalon's own strength had not been enough to contend with this Blue Dragon Demon Knight, he probably would not have escaped being beheaded by Kleska as a show of force, and taken in as a dog.
However, even knowing that they would face a precarious situation, these Dragon Gods still went their own way, not only failing to unite but also enjoying undermining each other. Kalon could only sigh to the sky.
"If I really had to rely on these insects, then there would truly be no future!"
The Ancestral Red Dragon lowered his head and stepped forward, his psionic claws sharper than dwarven-forged blades, and he sliced open the Blue Dragon Demon's abdomen.
Flames spread from Kalon's dragon claws. His precise control allowed the flames to engulf the Blue Dragon Demon's body, incinerating all internal organs, foul blood, and minced meat, except for the massive, now still, Dragon Demon Heart in his claw.
Kalon's mouth opened like a snake's, his upper and lower jaws and throat muscles wriggling and expanding, swallowing the entire massive Dragon Demon Heart whole.
Gulp. The moment the giant Dragon Demon Heart fell into his stomach, Kalon's Gluttony power transformed into a large net, like the tentacles of an octopus, pulling and then plunging into the Dragon Demon Heart, beginning to absorb and digest the heart's energy.
Crack.
A subtle, almost imperceptible spark of electricity flickered at the Ancestral Red Dragon's wingtip, then melted and dissipated into the flames. This was the residual power of the Blue Dragon Demon.
"What a pity, it's still far from enough. Even after digestion, it won't be of much help to me."
Kalon's flames ignited, purifying the bloodstains between his fangs and the grime on his mouth, restoring him to a clean appearance.
"Hmm?"
Kalon slightly raised his head. The scales on his body emitted a clang like colliding steel, and his knotted muscles bulged beneath the scales, as if about to burst out.
His wings and claws emitted dull thuds, which was the violent power of fire, beginning to surge within his body again.
His dark golden eyes rekindled with fire. At this moment, his true vision pierced through the clouds in the sky, seeking to identify what kind of creature dared to spy on a dragon while it was feeding.
It was a Young Dragon, resembling a Golden Dragon in appearance, climbing through the clouds high in the sky, as if the soft clouds were tangible steps. It cautiously peeked its small head through a gap in the clouds, staring unblinkingly at the Ancestral Red Dragon.
Silver Dragons innate magic allows them to walk on clouds, but this dragon, similar in appearance to a Golden Dragon Young Dragon, did not rely on magical talent but on bloodline instinct to crawl through the clouds.
Just as Red Dragons are born able to breathe fire, this dragon was born able to walk on clouds.
Seeing the Ancestral Red Dragon's indifferent gaze, tinged with hostility, the Young Dragon quickly retracted its head into the clouds, burying its head under its small fleshy wings. This 'burying one's head in the sand' behavior amused the Red Dragon.
But Kalon did not bother with this strange Young Dragon. With his knowledge, he could not identify what dragon species this Young Dragon belonged to, but it was certainly not a giant dragon born in the Ekania World.
Rash contact might cause misunderstandings. A dragon capable of traveling from other planes should have an elder with it, and he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble.
So the Ancestral Red Dragon's hind legs cracked the earth, burying the Blue Dragon Demon's head in a deep pit. Then he picked up the Blue Dragon Demon's remaining body, spread his wings, and soared into the sky, flying towards his empire.
The sky boomed, leaving only a blazing fiery phantom in mid-air, and layers of surging, exploding cloud rings. The Ancestral Red Dragon's figure was already far off in the distance, merging with the halo of the setting sun.
...
Once the Gods' Promised Land, at the tail end of the towering Godforsaken Mountains, within the coastal mountains, the Storm Giants' habitat welcomed a unique guest.
Boom!
A massive bone hammer shattered the rocks, its fierce attack sending countless rock fragments flying, like arrows piercing into the surrounding tall trees, burying themselves deep and shaking down countless fallen leaves.
The eighteen-meter-tall Single-Eyed Giant had a ferocious and rugged face. His entire body was simply wrapped in a beast hide woven with vines, and his enormous, ugly appendage swayed in the wind.
"Get out of the way! Send your leader out to speak with me! If it weren't for Lord Morgues's command, I'd twist off your heads and taste your blood and flesh!"
The Single-Eyed Giant's bloodthirsty single eye, filled with malice and covetousness, roared loudly, his massive bone hammer resting on his shoulder, exuding a powerful, fierce aura.
In front of the Single-Eyed Giant, several young Storm Giants, wielding massive stone axes, spears, chain flails, and greatswords, surrounded him. Several Storm Giants' combat companions also roared and circled, eager to pounce.
Two massive Peng Bird circled in the sky, three Griffins stood on the high ridge, and six Four-Tusked Sea Lions also crawled out from the nearby sea, approaching the standoff area.
Two other Storm Giants stood with Griffins on the high ridge, their massive composite bows already drawn, lightning runes crackling on the longbows, intimidating the arrogant Single-Eyed Giant.
"Lowly mongrel, you dare to provoke us Storm Giants? If not for your weapon, we would have beaten you to death and let the Griffins peck at your corpse, because we Storm Giants are not as disgusting as ugly wretches like you!"
The young Storm Giant Garcia, wielding his great axe, faced the tall and fierce Single-Eyed Giant without fear, scoffing contemptuously.
Garcia possessed a different skin and hair color from other Storm Giants; he had a purple skin and deep purple hair, which was extremely rare among Storm Giants.
In the Ekania World, an ordinary adult Storm Giant is approximately sixteen meters tall, while the young Garcia had already reached fourteen meters. His excellent talent allowed him to show no fear even when facing the Single-Eyed Giant's oppression.
"Hahaha, foolish runt! In this world, only one's own strength matters! If it were about origin, wouldn't you all be kneeling at Lord Morgues's feet, licking his toes?"
The Single-Eyed Giant laughed wildly, "The weapon in my hand is naturally also my strength! Overestimating yourself, boy! Look, what you're holding is still a stone axe. If you're willing to meekly follow me and pledge allegiance to Lord Morgues,"
"Perhaps with good luck, you might even get a piece of a Supreme Sky Titan's Star Bone. Then you'll have the qualifications to challenge me."
"Storm Giants don't like being someone else's dog," Garcia gritted his teeth, leaping from the crowd, his massive stone axe directly chopping down towards the Single-Eyed Giant.
Crack!
Thunder rumbled, and pale white lightning flashed in the clouds. Streaks of lightning were drawn by the young Storm Giant's bloodline spell, Lightning Summon, striking down simultaneously towards the Single-Eyed Giant.
"Arrogant brat! It seems I need to teach you a lesson before your leader will come out and speak!"
The Single-Eyed Giant's massive body bulged with knotted muscles and veins. His brawny arms, like ancient dragons', gripped the end of the Supreme Sky Titan's leg bone, and he pushed with his bulging shoulders to deliver a powerful blow with the heavy bone hammer.
Bang!
The clash of the great axe and the bone hammer resounded dully. The massive axe was instantly shattered by the bone hammer. The lightning strikes from the sky, originally aimed at the Single-Eyed Giant's head, were drawn by the bone hammer and completely absorbed, without a ripple.
Thump, thump, thump.
Storm Giant Garcia retreated several steps, left with only a short axe handle. The continuous lightning strikes he had conjured with his bloodline spell hadn't even harmed the Single-Eyed Giant's fur.
"Such meager power, and you dare to defy me? Send your leader out to speak, or else I'll break all your limbs one by one!"
The tall, ugly giant grinned, stepping forward, his massive war hammer swinging with a dull whoosh, smashing the weapons of the young giants who stepped forward to block him.
The Peng Bird and Griffins circling in the sky shrieked, flapping their wings, preparing to swoop down from above, their hooked talons and sharp beaks glinting with terrifying cold light.
Boom! Crack!
A dull thunderclap exploded in the sky, thunderclouds gathered, and lightning rolled. A spear formed of condensed lightning absorbed electricity from the thunderclouds and took shape. The next instant, it descended like a furious thunderbolt, striking down.
The Single-Eyed Giant felt a fatal threat descend upon him at that moment. He stood his ground, muscles bulging on his arms, and roared, raising his hammer to strike the sky.
Boom! Crash!
The lightning spear descending from the sky collided with the suddenly glowing war hammer. Blinding electric light scattered, causing even the Storm Giants to close their eyes to avoid their eyes being scorched by the intense electricity.
When the thunder gradually subsided, the young Storm Giants opened their eyes to look. Although the massive Single-Eyed Giant was completely unharmed, the ground beneath his feet was dented with a series of craters, and the thick fur on his arms had been reduced to ash by the intense electricity.
"Enough, Asis. This is the Storm Giants' territory, not a place for you to run wild."
Meidek, the leader of the Storm Giants, led the adult Storm Giants of his group out of the cave.
"You are Meidek, the leader of the Storm Giants?" The Single-Eyed Giant exhaled slowly, saying, "Very good. I bring Lord Morgues's command. He hopes you Storm Giants will go to the center of the mountains and kneel in submission to him."
The crude Single-Eyed Giant did not understand the charm of language, merely stating his meaning in the most direct way.
"We Storm Giants need some time to think and discuss. Go back and tell Morgues that we will have an answer in a few days."
The elderly leader Meidek stepped forward, speaking slowly.
"Then you'd best be sensible. The fate of resisting Lord Morgues is only death. The killed Hill Giant's head is still being trampled under Lord Morgues's foot."
The Single-Eyed Giant shook his arm, re-shouldered his massive bone hammer, then turned and walked into the deep mountains, breaking many trees along the way.