In fact, Kalon felt that what the other party said might have a tiny bit of truth, but not much, these were not a problem for him at all, his strength was not entirely dependent on the True Dragon inheritance and bloodline, but had other reasons.
But how could he tell the other party this secret? And how could the other party expect to persuade him with just words? Kalon sneered, his head held high, and he snorted a few words from his nostrils, "Are you sick?"
William Clarence's smiling face froze, then a noble and hypocritical smile reappeared. Most human nobles always like to maintain their high posture when they feel they have the upper hand.
William Clarence wanted to try his best to win the Red Dragon's favor. Even if he hadn't seen the Red Dragon's domain prototype with his own eyes, just the Red Dragon's current posture was worth it for him to do so.
If he could truly win over this Red Dragon and make him give up all the Young Dragons he had captured, even the Blue Dragon Carlit, the value of all these dragons combined was not as high as the Red Dragon's.
No matter how hard a person tries, no matter how powerful their talent, it is one in a million to step into the Legendary realm. Talented True Dragons will enter the Saint Domain after adulthood, and only True Dragons with exceptionally outstanding talent can step into the Legendary realm.
Even the Golden Dragon, which has the strongest bloodline among True Dragons, only pure-blooded members with excellent bloodlines can reach the Legendary level of strength after adulthood, but this does not mean that the Golden Dragon's life level has crossed the Legendary realm. That is a threshold that only Golden Dragons with exceptionally outstanding talent can cross.
And this Red Dragon possesses a domain prototype; as long as he doesn't die prematurely, he is destined to grow into a Legendary being over time, and even reach a domain state beyond Legendary.
William tried his best to restrain the surging power of the Bronze Seal on his body. He pointed at the flowing magical light under the bronze aura on his body, and his words were full of temptation: "Do you know, this is just Hsiusir's experimental spell, which can allow me to gain temporary life growth and withstand stronger power, but if used on your body, Young Dragon, if you have enough magic to sustain it, this spell can accelerate your bloodline growth."
"And this magic circle under my feet is a control-type feedback magic. It can make me reflect all your actions in my mind like a mirror, which will allow you to seize the initiative in battle and be invincible."
William Clarence spoke eloquently, painting a bright future for the Red Dragon, "As long as you truly sign a contract with me, I will use the power of my entire family to help you grow, and you can learn all these spells."
A True Dragon's soul is difficult to enslave. You can kill a True Dragon, just like those adventurersand dragon-hunting teams do in the Ekania World.
But if you want to enslave a True Dragon's soul, although the Ekania World's prime plane consciousness rejects the descent of True Gods, the consciousness of the Evil Dragon Goddess Tiamat might quietly descend and burn you to ashes.
Therefore, many True Dragons are 'voluntarily' signed to magic contracts or True God contracts, and the methods are too numerous to count.
"Not only these things, but also many, many kinds of knowledge, even knowledge about how to step into the Legendary realm, I will do my best to help you collect. You don't have to rely on bloodline growth and be limited by bloodline like those True Dragons. You will have your own clear path, and we will climb to the peak of Ekania together."
The human noble worked hard to paint a grand picture, although he currently did not have this ability, he only needed the Red Dragon to believe that he had this ability. Once the Red Dragonsubmitted, his words would have a point of support, and then these words would no longer be empty promises.
It must be said that Will's words were quite enticing to Kalon, but in fact, for the Red Dragon, his method was completely wrong. True Dragons are inherently lazy, and not every True Dragon has a magic addiction.
It's fine to receive inherited knowledge in sleep, but to make a True Dragon learn magic, you might as well offer enough gold to tempt the True Dragon. Perhaps this is also one of the reasons why the True Dragon race gradually declined.
As for Kalon's personality, he just bared his fangs with a grin, and his intact Dragon Claw slowly lifted and clenched in front of his chest, saying in a deep voice, "Then, show me the power of knowledge."
Before he finished speaking, the Red Dragon's body had entered a state of psychic overload. His perception was extremely condensed, firmly locking onto the man with the brilliant golden hair a few steps away.
And the Evil Dragon Blood dormant deep within Kalon's body surged through his veins, and wisps of white mist and hot magma gas emerged from his crimson-gold scales.
Boundless fury and destructive desire surged into his mind. A line of fire ignited between Kalon's chest and abdomen, and the tyrannical and destructive cerulean Dragonfire transformed into a pillar of flame, roaring out from the True Dragon's ferocious maw. A violent whooshing sound exploded in everyone's ears, whoosh.
William Clarence only had time to brush down the cross brooch pinned to his chest, which transformed into a longsword and fell. His hands followed the sword's descent, grasping it and kneeling on one knee, plunging the longsword fiercely into the earth before him.
The originally calm bronze aura infused the longsword, instantly surging under the magic weapon's enhancement, like a raging fire, the bronze aura flared up, and the leaping flames instantly collided with the cerulean Dragonfire, producing a thunderous roar.
The colliding forces solidified for a moment, as if the world was silent, then the sound, along with rolling airwaves, spread out from the point of impact. The gray dust on the ground was swept away by the airwaves, and Will Clarence's golden hair was also blown back by the force of the collision.
Thick dust billowed, and the sound of the collision exploded in everyone's ears, before the buzzing in their ears could dissipate. The next moment, a pair of crimson eyes suddenly lit up in the thick smoke, carrying endless malice and destruction, like a Dragon Demon appearing from the fires of hell.
The Red Dragons sharp Dragon Claw, gleaming with dazzling cold light, burst out from the dust in the smoke and fire, tearing through the air with a shriek and sweeping towards William Clarence. With the True Dragon's strength and the Dragon Claw's sharpness, this strike could tear through solid rock, pierce armor, let alone a warrior's flesh and blood.
But at this critical moment, Will Clarence tilted backward like a ghost, and the longsword he drew out swung.
Clang, clang, clang!
Several crisp sounds came from the sword, which touched the extended Dragon Claw several times in an instant, neutralizing the True Dragon's deadly offensive.
Before Will could catch his breath, the Red Dragon suddenly twisted after extending his claw, and his long tail roared like a siege ram, while a high-temperature and scorching hell of fire descended with it, and the steaming airwaves and flying dust obscured the view.
Bang, the Red Dragon's tail struck William's weapon. Will's feet remained motionless, and the surging bronze aura all over his body also transformed into a circular shield, firmly enveloping him to protect him from the hell of fire. Although the Red Dragon's hell of fire continuously eroded his strength, it would not break through his defense for a while.
But a surge of anger rose in his heart. He was not one of those wild Ogre Warlocks. At this moment, he had gathered the strength of everyone, and he should be far stronger than the Young Dragon in front of him, but after the Young Dragon gained the initiative, he had been constantly suppressed, even if he could discern the Red Dragon's offensive intentions.
"Damn it," Will swallowed, about to gather all his strength to give the Red Dragon a hard blow, but found that he suddenly couldn't sense the Red Dragon's movements.
He quickly urged his entire body's aura to surge, dispelling the dust in front of him, only to see that the demonic dragon, as if from hell, had already restrained his power, turned and flapped his wings, and flew straight towards the high sky above the sea.
Kalon had slipped away. He found that he couldn't defeat the opponent in front of him, even without the opponent's magic reflection, he couldn't defeat the opponent in a short time.
He might even suffer a great loss if he wasn't careful. After all, the opponent was a High-level Extraordinary warrior. Although his current scales were much stronger in defense than the hides of those ferocious beasts, they couldn't withstand the opponent's attacks.
A High-level Extraordinary warrior could easily break the defense of a Young Red Dragon. If it weren't for Kalon's super-standard strength, a group of well-equipped low-level Extraordinary adventurers would theoretically be enough to hunt down and defeat a Young Red Dragon.
What's more, there were also High-level Mages and many Extraordinary warriors with excellent martial skills lurking around. A Young Red Dragon was not enough to defeat the teamwork of these groups of High-level Mages and Extraordinary warriors.
So he took advantage of the fact that the others had relaxed their mental lock on him during the fight, and used the cover of dust and airwaves to escape towards the sea. He seized the opportunity to strike first, and if he couldn't instantly kill them, he would just run away.
He wondered if he could take the opportunity to burn these human ships. This way, they wouldn't have enough transportation, and those Young Dragons would be temporarily left here. Then he would figure out a way to rescue them.
But as soon as the Red Dragon ascended into the sky, a blood arrow and several ice crystal magic arrows came with a sharp whistle. The Red Dragon, in a state of psychic overfrequency, was agile and dodged the blood arrow and the other few crystal magic arrows.
The magic of these High-level Mages was dodged by the Red Dragon at the last moment. In this state, the Red Dragon possessed far greater flexibility than ordinary True Dragons. Kalon flapped his wings and flew up, but the human noble's cold words came from behind him.
"Red Dragon, if you escape, all these Young Dragons will die in my hands," the human noble's expression was cold and arrogant. He would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
Kalon's heart trembled, and his strong, powerful wings unconsciously slowed down. He dared not gamble whether the human noble's words were true. In so many years of companionship, even if his heart was cold, he still had emotions for these companions who had grown up with him since childhood, emotions that were difficult to sever in a short time.
The selfishness in the Red Dragon's bloodline and the gentleness of his human nature conflicted, and his senses were clouded. At this moment, several High-level Mages struck simultaneously, and a large amount of magic power that suddenly gathered in the air transformed into spells that landed on the Red Dragon's body.
A ring of fire, emitting magical fluctuations that the Red Dragon didn't have time to examine closely, quietly enveloped Kalon. With a loud bang, the Red Dragon, almost immune to fire elements, did not suffer elemental damage, but the explosion's shockwave broke the Red Dragon's most vulnerable wing bones.
Other High-level Mages' spells also hit the Red Dragon's body. Fortunately, not every mage possessed the skill and ability to cast advanced magic silently, but these High-level Mages' spells still affected the Red Dragon's body, causing him to lose balance in the air and accelerate his fall.
The Red Dragon tumbled from the sky, falling into the dust. Before Kalon fell, the image of the Mimi Eye Mage flashed through his mind, "Ring of Blazing Fire, this bastard, who taught him to cast an advanced magic as soon as he makes a move."
William Clarence coldly looked at the Red Dragon with broken wings and the Two-Headed OgreBlack in the distance, whose face showed triumph and pleasure. He calmly said to the warriors who followed him, "Go, kill all these troublesome Ogres. They no longer have any value for trade or support."
His eyes were indifferent, looking at the Ogres as if they were chickens or dogs.
But at this moment, a vague thought, too indistinct to form, flashed through his mind, sending shivers down his spine. He, William Clarence, shouldn't have been here!