Kalon stood still, the gradually dissipating mist in the forest unable to conceal the Red Dragon's scales, his remarkably conspicuous body spotted by the arriving Green Dragon Antagena.
Antagena walked up to greet Kalon.
The Green Dragon was assigned to manage the Green Field Forest Plane, a Plane consisting of endless forests, the Green Dragon's home turf, very suitable for Antagena to display her abilities.
These unmovable Tree of Life also required the presence and management of guardians, regularly harvesting resources.
However, although it seemed that Antagena was entrusted with an important task by Kalon, every True Dragon in the Dragon clan knew that this was tantamount to a disguised exile.
This was punishment for Antagena's mistake; she was far from the center of power, only able to manage this Plane for the Dragon clan, using her performance to earn the True Dragon's forgiveness.
Antagena clearly understood this principle as well; despite having an entire small world to lord over, she was not very happy.
However, she also knew that once Kalon made a decision, he would not change it, so she merely lingered and flattered him daily, hoping to return to the True Dragon as soon as possible.
"What's wrong, Kalon? Your expression seems very serious. Have you encountered any problems, my King? Please allow me to share some of your responsibilities!"
Antagena's tone became gentle and deliberately fawning; for the Green Dragonspecies, who are good at bewitching and are fickle, this was just a trivial trick.
Kalon walked forward, his increasingly heavy body leaving distinct footprints on the soft ground, and he pushed away the Green Dragon, who kept rubbing against him, with his wings.
It wasn't that this slender Green Dragon was obstructing his steps, but rather that he was worried he might accidentally step on and break the Green Dragon's leg bones.
To adapt to the growth of his body, Kalon's muscle tissue and bone density in various parts of his body currently far exceeded the level of normal Giant Dragons; a Red Dragon of the same length as Kalon would probably weigh only two-thirds of his weight, or even less.
Logically speaking, Kalon would appear somewhat difficult and clumsy whether flying or moving at this time; compared to Giant True Dragon s of the same size, he would need to expend more energy and effort.
But thanks to Kalon's increasingly refined elemental control and body control abilities, these problems did not bother him at all.
Moreover, the existence of the Mind Power ability allowed him to begin to possess some characteristics similar to wish fulfillment; this ability was a panacea, and as long as Kalon did not restrict himself, Mind Power could act wherever his thoughts reached.
The magnitude of the effect depended only on the amount of effort; great effort yields miracles, which perfectly matched the characteristics of Kalon's current Mind Power, and this could also be considered evidence of supreme authority.
"I met a kind friend, and his words gave me a little reminder," Kalon grunted a few words from his throat. Kalon, in his voice-changing period, had a somewhat strange voice now, so he tried to keep his tone low to appear more composed.
However, Kalon apparently had not yet realized that he was enjoying the treatment of his charm, which exceeded that of ordinary Giant Dragons; his appearance possessed an extremely high charm value in the aesthetics of most creatures.
Especially for beasts and non-humanoid races, the Red Dragon was equivalent to a walking male succubus. Katos was an envoy of the Garden of Beasts, adhering to the tenets of the Beast Homeland, and generally would not be kind to other creatures.
Although the Beast Homeland was in the neutral good alignment, it was also a proud and untamed soul; only creatures to its liking could gain the favor of these guys.
If Kalon hadn't been wearing the skin of a Red Dragon and possessed that intensely strong Red Dragon blood, he could now just go to the Metal Dragon's territory and rally, guaranteed to attract a large number of Female Metal Dragons as mates and objects of pursuit.
After all, whether it was a Chromatic Dragon or a Metal Dragon, very few had the idea of being faithful to one True Dragon; they didn't care how many mates a male Giant True Dragon had, only the male True Dragon's power, appearance, and wealth.
Of course, some Female Silver Dragons and Female Golden Dragons were exceptionally conservative; they advocated monogamy more.
A joke circulating only within the True Dragon race was the best illustration of this situation— True Dragons do not share anything they own, except their mates.
This was also one of the reasons Kalon was not particularly fond of Green Dragon Antagena; he didn't like this situation, but he also respected everyone's choices.
Therefore, even if Kalon's will would be gradually influenced by the maturing body of a True Dragon, to move Kalon, it required more than just the infection of desire.
"Alright, you always think more than us True Dragons, Kalon. Sometimes, perhaps being a simple Chromatic Dragon would be happier!"
Antagena's voice enticed, "My King, as long as you need me, I can bring you some trivial happiness!"
The Green Dragon, pushed away by Kalon's wide wings, was persistent, still wanting to stick close and rub against him.
Although these True Dragons reproductive capabilities were not yet mature and they could not bear offspring, the necessary functions still existed, so the Green Dragon's enticement was also full of a naked hint.
"Heh heh, you're too thin, Antagena, and for me, you're too childish," Kalon was not affected by the enticement in the slightest.
His wide wings gently wrapped around the Green Dragon's small head, and he said with a tone full of an elder brother's indulgence towards his younger sister, "Antagena, a Female True Dragon needs to gain more flesh to look good. I permit you to secretly retain some of the Spring of Life. Hmm, this is my special permission! Don't tell the other True Dragon !"
The two True Dragons walked back to the camp, chatting and laughing, but Kalon's keen gaze immediately spotted the new arrival in the camp.
Old Magician Lapers, this Archmage, although his initial interaction with Kalon was a transaction, this Old Magician did not hide anything but poured all the necessary knowledge into Kalon.
Therefore, Kalon still had a certain fondness for Old Magician Lapers; at least in terms of the transaction, he was absolutely fair. It was also out of consideration for the Old Magician that Kalon gave up the idea of tormenting Squinty-eyed Mage Hsiusir, allowing Hsiusir to escape a calamity.
To this day, Kalon's sub-brain still contains many unread magical knowledge, and even with Kalon's level of effort and abundant energy, it would take a long time to finish a complete system of magical knowledge.
Because Kalon is different from other Magicians, most Magicians only specialize in one system of magic, and only slightly understand other magical knowledge, because these Magicians do not have abundant energy and long lifespans like Kalon.
Kalon, on the other hand, wants to understand the entire world as comprehensively as possible through magical knowledge, learning fragmented knowledge of the real world from various series of magic.
Kalon now has some understanding of most basic magical knowledge, and he can now clearly see what Old Magician Lapers's main magical direction is.
Prying into fragments of fate is the specialized field of a Prophecy Magician. Although Old Magician Lapers is only a Saint-level Magician, it is still enough to glimpse a corner of the fragments of fate.
And in a large Material Plane with complete laws like Ekania, Saint-level represents the Legendary of those small and medium-sized Planes, which is the distinction Kalon discovered after this Plane exploration journey.
Only large Material Planes with relatively complete laws can give birth to a Legendary, while small and medium-sized material worlds like Green Field Forest can only support the existence of Saint-level.
Such wonderful existences as the Tree of Life and the World Tree are not included.
And that adult Green Dragon, apparently, should be the Green Dragon leader that the World Tree soul Netis mentioned, who once nested in the Green Field Forest, a Giant True Dragon family that migrated from outside, not a native Giant True Dragon.
After the divine spring water's prying into his own destiny, Kalon couldn't help but wonder if Old Magician Lapers might offer him some different insights on the matter.
"Ho, Kalon, the Young Dragon from before has now become a big fellow. Your growth rate has exceeded my imagination,"
Old Magician Lapers, as always, liked to squint his eyes and stare at people. The white-haired Magician raised his head, a genuine look of envy on his face.
"You truly possess extraordinary talent, enviable. Your current power has already astonished me. Fortunately, I caught that fleeting inspiration, which led me to discover you, this treasure."
"So, it was because of that bit of inspiration that Hiusir appeared in the Dragon Nest and brought the True Dragon back?" Kalon keenly detected a certain issue from the Magician's words, which was also a question that arose after he glimpsed Lapers's main magic.
Although the situation at the time seemed normal, Kalon understood the mystery and power of a Prophecy Magician. Such individuals are always able to achieve certain goals through unexpected and clever arrangements.
A dangerous glint appeared in his eyes at this moment, clearly indicating that some sufficiently malicious thoughts were swirling in Kalon's mind. After glimpsing the deviated fate, Kalon was always particularly sensitive to this aspect.
Lapers shook his head and said, "My ability has not yet reached that level, but the moment you stepped into the Empire, I saw something, like sudden fragments of inspiration. Kalon, you don't need to have any doubts about this. If I had foreseen it earlier, I would not have chosen such a foolish method."
"Did you discover something from that miraculous spring? It's a pity, I never pry into my own fate; that would hinder me. Otherwise, I could also try it." Lapers said with regret.
The light in Kalon's eyes faded; that was not only some of his dangerous thoughts but also a sign of his ability activating. Under his telepathy, he found that Lapers's statement was consistent with the Old Magician's inner thoughts, which also meant that the Old Magician was telling the truth.
"It doesn't matter if I glimpse my own destiny. If it's a good outcome, I'll have a good mood. If it's a bad outcome, it will only make me more cautious. The branches of destiny are endless, so who can be sure that is the final destiny!"
Kalon said in a calm tone. He had long since firmed his will. He wanted to see how many divisions the hand of destiny behind him had.
"You don't blindly believe in the trajectory of destiny, Kalon. Your mentality is quite good. Unfortunately, too much contact will inevitably be affected, so I never peek into my own destiny. For a Prophet, that is the beginning of a tragedy."
The white-haired Old Magician smiled, "Let's go, let's go together and see what's in this ancient ruin. Our agreement is as it was then, and I can share all knowledge with you."
Kalon nodded and walked with the white-haired Old Magician towards the excavated cyan high tower.
After a period of voluntary labor by the War Treant, this ruin, buried in the soil for countless years, finally appeared completely. However, only the top three floors of this high tower remained, while the rest of the tower body had been cut neatly as if by a sharp blade, and then crushed into stone powder by a huge force.
Among the remaining three floors of the high tower, the topmost floor was the smallest, like an ordinary attic, with only one door like a French window.
This door was covered with strange magical runes and patterns. It looked transparent, but the scene inside could not be observed from the outside.
However, Kalon could tell from the comparison of this door with the tower body that this door was obviously opened later. Perhaps it was opened by the owner of the high tower later. It seems that the owner of this high tower had already made some preparations for his own destiny.
The white-haired Old Magician Lapers had the other Magicians input magic power from the magic gathering nodes of the strange door. This was Lapers saving his own magic power for the upcoming exploration.
With the infusion of magic power, this door, which seemed to be painted on the wall of the high tower, suddenly lit up. The magical runes and patterns on it twisted, and then a tall and wide door slowly opened towards everyone.
Many Magicians took out scrolls from their magic rings and spatial magic items, casting spell fields and spell barriers on themselves, and then casting flight spells and a series of preparatory spells on themselves.
With targeted preparation, these Magicians always had many ways to achieve their goals.
There were also a few Magicians who released detection magic, responsible for detecting the situation inside the door.
Seeing this, Kalon also added a layer of psionic barrier on top of the several layers of spell barriers and magic shields he usually wore, and also cast spells of "Scale Hardening" and "Skin Toughness" on himself.
In addition, Kalon also cast some spells to guard against ethereal creature attacks, similar to "Spirit Armor", making his protection impenetrable.
Eight red lanterns, emitting a soft glow, also rose around Kalon. This was an improved version of the "Dancing Lights" spell, used for illumination in certain dark situations.
Although Kalon had night vision, he would still not be careless. In some special environments, the eyesight of the eyes could also be affected by spells.
Many Magicians felt speechless about Kalon's full set of spell shields. Kalon's own magic power and spells seemed unlimited, unlike them who needed to save magic power as much as possible and could only complete some spells through spell scrolls.
Squinty-eyed Mage Hsiusir even shamelessly came up and said, "Kalon, can you also give me a set of spell protection? Your spell shield looks much thicker than my teacher's spell shield."
Kalon looked at the shield on the white-haired Old Magician Lapers, sensed the intensity of the opponent's shield, and then realized that the opponent's shield intensity was only about two-thirds of his own.
This was also Kalon's current characteristic. As long as a spell was analyzed by him, the intensity released would exceed that of most Magicians. Perhaps only some Magicians who had been enhanced by spell empowerment could compare with Kalon.
But Hiusir's request was rejected by Kalon. Kalon stated that his own magic power also needed to be used sparingly and could not be wasted on irrelevant matters.
The dark-faced Magician Hsiusir was the first to step into the door. He felt he needed to show himself, lest he be truly considered irrelevant.
Kalon also followed behind several Magicians and stepped into the door.
Behind the door was another world, a truly another world.
Kalon imagined that Magicians were good at using spatial expansion magic to expand the internal space of the Mage Tower, which would inevitably be huge.
But obviously, the owner of this high tower had abandoned this approach; he had more powerful means.
Kalon and the others stepped into a complete world, a world full of darkness and evil energy, empty yet full, silent yet noisy, a contradictory world.
Countless purple and black energy streams surged chaotically in this world before their eyes. Countless lives were crushed and created by the huge energy streams in an instant, some strange lives born from the energy streams.
This is the Dark Aether World, a place of subsidence from the bottom of the Ethereal world.
And a huge demi-Plane stood in the center of this Dark Aether World. This was a moving Plane.
The demi-Plane, once opened by a Legendary Mage, was placed by him in his Mage Tower, connected to the Dark Aether World.
The Ethereal world is a transitional Plane world connecting the Material Plane, and like the Astral Plane and the Shadow Plane, it can be used as a gateway and passage for Plane travel.
And the Dark Aether World before their eyes was clearly cut off and sealed by the owner of this high tower, using a large area of the Ethereal Plane as a defensive measure like a moat for his demi-Plane.
This made Kalon only sigh at the wonderful ideas and powerful strength of these Magicians. One must know that this was no different from the process of creating a divine kingdom, building another world on the basis of one world.
Divine kingdoms are not created based on the power of faith, but rather worlds transformed by the power of faith.
A divine kingdom created entirely by the power of faith would require an amount of faith power that no deity could afford.
Although a divine kingdom is not necessarily a Plane, a considerable portion of divine kingdoms are built on existing Planes, and some deities with good relationships even have their divine kingdoms built together.
The Unicorn Goddess's divine kingdom is built within the temple of her main deity, the God of Nature.
However, many deities can expend power to move their divine kingdoms. They will move their divine kingdoms into the gaps between various outer Planes.
Some bored deities even travel around with their divine kingdoms, just to find the peaceful place they desire.
And this vast Plane, created in the Dark Aether World, was enveloped by a huge light curtain, with countless chaotic Aether void energies impacting the light curtain.
This light curtain was shrinking at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, and then the edges of the exposed continent in the void were constantly crumbling and collapsing.
Throughout the entire void, there were ruins and relics scattered from the shattered Plane.
Even after countless years of impact, this demi-Plane still had a vast area, as large as a small continent spanning the void.
In the center of this continent, even with Kalon's eyesight, he could only vaguely see a huge pillar of light rising from the center of the entire continent, supporting the light curtain that enveloped the entire continent.
From that huge pillar of light, Kalon could feel an incomparably abundant flow of elements.
But before everyone could recover from the shock of this scene, the endless energy currents in the void began to surge, and a huge figure suddenly descended.
The mutated purple Aether energy intertwined and combined, forming the crown on this figure's head. Space fragments shattered by the energy storm and chaotic currents combined to form the colossal body of this phantom.
He wore shining gems on his ten fingers, and countless purple energy currents rose from his jeweled crown.
This figure gradually solidified, like a purple skeleton.
But countless creatures living in this chaotic space roared, paying homage to their Aether King. Aether energy boiled in response. This was the controller of the Ethereal world, the Aether King.
An indescribable terrifying aura instantly enveloped everyone present. The incomparably powerful oppressive feeling made Kalon feel as if the entire world was pressing down on him. He involuntarily revealed his original True Dragon form on this open-air platform.
Along with it came an indescribable cognitive overlay. His five senses were distorted. Kalonfound that he seemed unable to fly. His wings did not exist in his perception at this moment. He wanted to retreat, but he involuntarily walked forward.
The psionic energy in his body rapidly expanded at this moment, heavily enveloping his soul and will. A layer of flames emerged on Kalon's body surface, and his domain also enveloped his body like armor at this moment.
In the next instant, Kalon felt his five senses finally return to normal. He quickly retreated, but found many Magicians looking at him with puzzled expressions.
"Heh heh," the Aether King, floating in the void, finally spoke: "Finally, the inheritor of that Magician has arrived again. You better not be as foolish as that Green Dragon, trying to force your way through this space. Now, use your wisdom, and in the Magician's way, reach the continent on the other side."