manynovel Chapter 123 The Black Dragon That Devours Its Own Kin
Chapter 123 The Black Dragon That Devours Its Own Kin
Chapter 123 The Black Dragon That Devours Its Own Kin
Ulduhim is located in the western part of the North, a vast range of mountains that border the North to the Barren Rocks.
According to the Chronicles of the Red Eagle Dynasty, a large area west of the mountains originally belonged to the North, but that area was ceded after the Red Eagle Dynasty was defeated by the Elcosa family of the Barren Rocks.
As time goes by, the original ownership of this area has been forgotten, with only a very few people still remembering that it originally belonged to the North.
At this very moment, an army is gathering west of the mountains, setting up camp and constructing defenses in preparation for a possible dragon calamity.
"Five months have passed. We've waited from the Morning Star Moon to the Second Seed Moon, guarding against those lizards that crawl out of their graves, but they haven't made a move yet. What exactly are they planning to do?"
Brenlan Newleaf, a wood elf loyal to House Winster, is complaining to his colleagues.
His colleague, an officer named Claude, remained calm, gazing at the distant mountains, and after a moment of silence, spoke:
"Our spies sent to the North have found nothing. They know very little about that terrible dragon, only that it stays in the temple atop the mountains, but they don't know what it wants to do."
"That lizard probably still thinks the plains we're on belong to the North. Once it's finished making preparations and intends to rebuild the dragon regime, our family will definitely clash with them."
Brenlan stared wide-eyed at the mountains, just like him, his pupils catching a few small black dots.
"What is that?"
He subconsciously cast an Eagle Eye spell, using the eyes of an eagle to see the black dots in the distance.
A wide wingspan, sharp claws, a robust body, and a ferocious head—all these features combined to form a colossal beast, a "dragon!" His comrade's expression changed drastically; he rushed off to ring the alarm bell.
Ding ding ding.
The dull tolling of the bell echoed throughout the camp, and the well-trained soldiers, upon hearing the sound, immediately realized what had happened.
The silence of the camp was broken as beacon fires were lit, crossbows specially crafted for dragon hunting were strung, and the arrowheads of the dragon-hunting arrows gleamed coldly.
Although these things are not the legendary dragon-slaying black arrows, they can still cause great damage to those giant beasts.
Brenman remained on the watchtower, observing the sky, and he saw those dark dots plunge into the mountains and disappear.
"Wait, those dragons don't seem to be coming for us."
Upon hearing this, Claude looked up and stared for a while before confirming that the dragons were not coming for them, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's probably just another dragon going to the temple for pilgrimage, probably nothing special..."
"Hoichi"
The dragon's roar radiated outwards from the mountaintop, its sound waves spreading and sweeping through the clouds, clearly audible even thousands of meters away.
Those who heard the dragon's roar all suffered splitting headaches, their bodies churning, and blood mist seeping from their skin, turning them all into blood-soaked figures.
The soldiers knelt on the ground, barely breathing, with no strength left to move.
Only two officers were still able to stand, holding onto the handrails to keep themselves from falling.
Like the soldiers, they were covered in blood. Although there were no visible injuries on their bodies, their internal organs were riddled with wounds.
"Cough cough."
Coughing up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, Blakelen was still in shock.
"That dragon's roar just now had the power to cause blood to explode and internal organs to rupture. Luckily, we were far away from that dragon, otherwise we would probably have been blown into a bloody mist on the spot."
"But why would dragons unleash such a roar in their temples?"
The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with deep doubt and apprehension.
"Regardless, this incident must be reported. I suggest that the family's higher-ups send someone to investigate what exactly happened at that temple."
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Aldushim is perpetually covered in ice and snow, and as the highest peak in the western mountains of the North, it is home to the Dragon Temple of the Second Age.
Unlike the temples of other races, the temples of dragons do not worship the gods, but only their sole leader, Aldurian. In fact, the eccentric dragons do not even worship the Time Dragon God, let alone the other gods.
They obey only Audurian's commands, and sometimes they even disobey his commands.
This is why, when the dragons of the Second Age went extinct, no god was willing to protect them.
The eccentric and violent nature flowing in the blood of dragons was fully embodied in their leader, Aldurian.
This black dragon, which is a hundred meters long from the end of its tail to the front of its head, is now raising its head high, its scarlet dragon eyes scanning its surroundings, passing over its nominal subjects.
The dragons that were swept by it dared not meet its gaze, but their eyes contained genuine rage and deep-seated fear.
Beneath it, a dismembered white dragon lay sprawled on the ground, most of its scales stained red with blood mist, its wings torn off and carelessly tossed aside.
The white dragon's abdomen was cut open, its internal organs rotten into a pulp, and it was pulled out of its body by a strong dragon claw.
That dragon roar just now was aimed at none other than this white dragon.
Exhaling a wave of heat, Audurian took another deep breath, and white light emanated from the dragon's chamber beneath it, mixing with the blood mist and being absorbed into its body.
The white dragon's once plump body quickly dried out, gradually turning into a dehydrated, dried-out corpse.
The entire process lasted less than three seconds, and the huge white dragon was reduced to skin and bones, with only its scales proving its identity.
Audurian narrowed his crimson dragon eyes, looking quite pleased.
It slowly opened its mouth, and from its jaws filled with gleaming white fangs, uttered cold words in ancient dragon language: "Next. Who do you decide?"
There was no response from the dragons. All the dragons present remained silent and quietly took two steps back.
Audurian opened his mouth, and with his eyes still narrowed, it seemed as if he was about to reveal a sinister smile.
It placed its dragon claw on the white dragon's skull on the ground and crushed it into pieces without much force.
Amidst the crisp sound of bones cracking, there was its hoarse voice.
"Since none of you are willing, then let me decide. I remember a word, what is it? Right, buffet. It's a word I accidentally learned from humans when I was exiled to the outside world."
"Aldurian, you went to all that trouble to resurrect us just to devour us?"
The one who spoke was an old dragon, which, although not as large as Audurian, was still nearly ninety meters long.
The older the dragon, the stronger it becomes, and this one was one of the strongest dragons present.
After this period of recovery, it has returned to the level of an immortal, far surpassing the white dragon from before, and naturally has the confidence to question Audurian.
"Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore."
Audurian sighed, his narrowed dragon eyes widening to reveal pure malice in his crimson pupils.
"At first, I never intended to harm you; I only wanted to awaken you and rebuild the dragon's regime in this era."
However, with your resurrection, I sense a threat brewing, the dragonborn mentioned in the prophecy, destined to end my life.
The time for the prophecy to come true is drawing near; to reverse it, we must use every means possible!
As it spoke, a dragon's roar hidden in its words took effect.
The old dragon suddenly widened its eyes and opened its mouth, trying to retaliate with a dragon roar, but it couldn't utter a single syllable.
Blood mist seeped from beneath its scales. Its blood was drained, its muscles atrophied, and it offered no resistance whatsoever, thus following in the footsteps of the white dragon.
The radiance symbolizing the dragon soul merged with the blood mist, which Aldurian inhaled rapidly, a look of ecstasy on his face.
This is a dragon roar that only it possesses, and it is also a symbol of its leadership.
All dragons whose bloodline is below it will be devoured by this dragon roar.
"In order to regain my strength as quickly as possible, I must do it, even if it means devouring my own kind, so......can you die for me?"
Aldurian bared his fangs, no longer waiting, and unleashed a bloodbath within the temple.
"Audurion, have you gone mad? Don't forget the first wave of etheric energy hasn't even arrived yet. Even if you can recover to a mid-level immortal, this world can't support you!"
Another low-level immortal dragon roared, its words interspersed with dragon roars, attempting to stop the black dragon's slaughter.
But this also attracted Aldurian's attention, and when the black dragon looked at it, its fate was already sealed.
"It doesn't matter. As long as I kill that dragonborn before the world drags me down, even if I have to seal myself away afterwards, it will all be worth it."
Aldurian's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light. As the time predicted in the prophecy approached, it could already sense the location of its formidable enemy. Clearly, the enemy was heading towards it.
It must strengthen itself as much as possible before the other party arrives.
Then... the prophecy was reversed.
"Hmm, I think I sense something extraordinary."
On a dragon corpse, Elena pulled out the Dragon's Bite and turned to Mordy, speaking with concern.
A feeling of unease guided her, as if leading her somewhere.
"That direction... is the direction to Alduhim."
Modi looked up, frowned, and said, "Looks like we need to hurry. By the way, what changes did you experience after absorbing this dragon's soul?"
On their way to Alduhim, they encountered several dragons heading to the same destination. Since it was all going to be easy anyway, they decided to kill all the dragons and boost Elena's power in the process.
"Change? I feel there's a barrier, constantly preventing me from going any further..."
Elena's words came to an abrupt halt. At that moment, the oppression in her heart intensified, almost causing her to furrow her brows.
Along with this growth, her power also increased.
She easily crossed that invisible barrier, and in the blink of an eye, she entered the ranks of the immortals.
As expected of the undisputed protagonist of the Dragon Disaster incident, a general promotion was implemented without warning.
Modi muttered to himself and turned to look at the distant mountains.
From the depths of the mountains, an oppressive aura, also belonging to the immortals, radiated outwards, sweeping across the area where they were located, directly confronting Elena's imposing presence.
Both of them felt a sinking feeling, and both thought of some bad possibility.
This sense of oppression surpasses that of the Red Dragon King and the newly promoted Elena; it must be at least that of a mid-level immortal. The current continent of Itniti cannot support an existence of this level.
He guessed that Audurian must have used some means to forcibly restore the power of a mid-level immortal, and even stimulated its enemy to complete its advancement.
"Prophecies are truly illogical. Perhaps I should find a way to prevent myself from being led by the nose by prophecies."