Kalon's mind was incredibly resilient, but this invisible pressure, deep within his bloodline, forced the will and primordial desire of the Ancient Red Dragon's ancestral blood to submit and bow.
It was the Creator of the primordial blood, its Maker, looking down from above and exerting pressure, wanting Kalon's mind to also feel awe and fear, to submit to his Creator.
Even if the other party was only a consciousness descending, it could make the iterated and evolved dragon blood boil, causing the two slowly beating hearts within the sleeping Red Dragon's body to accelerate their rhythm.
A dull, drum-like thumping resounded within the Dragon Nest, like a giant beating a great drum, powerful and deep.
An indescribable pressure descended upon the entire Dragon Nest, causing the Fire Elementals within the Red Dragon's domain to shriek and scatter, each Fire Elemental, in their terror, transforming back into flames, reverting to their original form.
Kalon's consciousness, existing in the sea of his mind, only felt that presence drawing closer and closer until, within his body, the heart energy that had grown through sleep and bloodline development spontaneously expanded, instinctively repelling power and consciousness that did not belong to him.
The Red Dragon's body, slumbering beneath the magma, suddenly glowed with a layer of radiance at this moment—the inexhaustible power of heart energy. As long as Kalon's will remained firm, the never-ending heart energy would be as resolute and unyielding as his will.
"Get out, Tiamat, get out of my territory, get out of my mind!"
Kalon's consciousness roared in the sea of his mind. For the first time, his consciousness went all out, and his arrogant will instantly shattered the ancestral blood's defense, which had become somewhat weak in the face of its Creator.
The desire to submit, originating from the Red Dragon's bones and blood, and the fear of the Creator were swept away, and Kalon's will easily regained control of his body.
The incredibly strong primordial desire of the revived ancestral dragon blood was even pressed deep into the bloodline by Kalon's will without any struggle.
The Creator's majesty made the newly revived ancestral blood somewhat difficult to resist, but the supreme authority representing Kalon's mental will deeply awed the ancestral blood.
Kalon's sea of mind churned violently, and the consciousness attempting to directly descend into it was pushed away by an incredibly firm will, forcing it to abandon that option.
A laugh, a complex blend of cunning, majesty, and brutality, yet instantly conveying related perceptions and emotions, echoed in Kalon's ear.
This was the voice of the Chromatic Dragon Queen's divinity, naturally carrying the common traits of all Chromatic Dragons.
"Hehe, what a hot-tempered and stubborn child. But your great and loving mother will not punish you for this. After all, Red Dragons are my most beloved children."
Among the Chromatic Dragon, every great True Dragon valued their personal domain immensely, let alone the most private mental space.
Even some great True Dragons who worshipped Tiamat would not allow the statue of this Dragon God to appear in their lair.
As the Dragon God who created the Chromatic Dragons, Tiamat naturally understood the personalities of these bloodline descendants and easily forgave such an offense.
Because she had seen such things many times, some Red Dragon even tried to subdue her and use her as a tool.
Tiamat's true form, to these Chromatic Dragons, was five times the beauty; no pure-blooded great True Dragon would consider it ugly.
There was once an Ancient Red Dragon who, to capture Tiamat's descending consciousness, later became Tiamat's follower.
After Tiamat's consciousness descended, this Ancient Red Dragon actually trapped Tiamat and then stuffed Tiamat's consciousness into a body he had created.
Although it is unknown what happened later, that Ancient Red Dragon is now one of the consorts and enforcers by Tiamat's side, a famous and powerful demigod Red Dragon in the astral plane—Dinislah.
Tiamat always had her ways to subdue these unruly Red Dragon for her own use.
Compared to the outrageous and bold behaviors of other Red Dragon, Kalon's performance was relatively mild, although Kalon's actions also demonstrated the pure-blooded Red Dragon's personality.
Peace returned to the Dragon Nest, and Kalon's flame domain also became active again. Countless Fire Elementals were reborn from the flames, and they began to run and jump around without restraint.
But in Kalon's conscious perception, the descending consciousness was observing him, solidifying into a concrete image in his perception.
Five heads of different colors and forms swayed, with only the central one, the Red Dragon head symbolizing the greatest power, extending forward on its slender neck, approaching Kalon's sleeping head to observe Kalon's body.
"Oh, what an excellent child. Your talent is comparable to the most outstanding great True Dragons; majestic, strong, and beautiful. My power was indeed interfered with."
"With such excellent talent, even in this world where the gods are gradually departing, I should have noticed your existence at the moment of your birth, at the moment your name was uttered, my child."
"But you should pray to me, pray for my attention and favor, pray for my benevolence. A loving mother will always grant more tolerance and generosity to such an excellent child as you!"
Long ago, during the Great True Dragon War, due to the mutual hostility and opposition between Platinum Dragon God Bahamut and Chromatic Dragon God Tiamat, they issued kill orders against each other's subordinate great True Dragon.
And the two Dragon Gods, entrenched above the Star Sea, due to the Star Sea's extremely special nature connecting all planes and material worlds of the multiverse, were able to transmit their extermination orders to most worlds.
From then on, every Metal Dragon and Chromatic Dragon would face a life-and-death struggle upon encountering each other. This struggle continued for countless years, leading to the demise of a large number of great True Dragons.
Bahamut's followers and Tiamat's servants were constantly in fierce opposition, and even their True Dragon God allowed great True Dragon to engage in genocidal conflicts in their names.
After this holy war of the great True Dragon ended with lessons learned in blood and bone, the remaining great True Dragon no longer worshipped the two True Dragon God as before; even if they did, they were only shallow believers.
This made the two Dragon God sparticularly attentive to the new offspring of the great True Dragon race, especially the Gold Dragons and Red Dragons favored by the two Dragon Gods. As long as their talent was outstanding enough, they would attract the attention of the two Dragon Gods, which was why Tiamat spoke as she did.
Tiamat's red head stretched forward, and in its pupils, even more cunning and brutal than those of an Ancient Red Dragon, a satisfied expression appeared, pleased not only with this Red Dragon's talent but also enamored with this Red Dragon's beauty.
Although Tiamat was a god, she was fundamentally a True Dragon, and thus she too was drawn to the charm of this True Dragon like succubi, which caused this female Dragon God to approach Kalon's sleeping body wantonly.
Not only did she meticulously observe the glow of every scale and the lines of every muscle on his body, but she also extended her head, sniffing the Red Dragon's scent with soft huffs.
Great True Dragons can understand another's physical condition and specific information more clearly through scent. Tiamat's actions were not merely influenced by draconic instinct, but rather a method to gain a deeper understanding of this Red Dragon in a way that Kalon would not resist.
"Noble Majesty Tiamat, powerful and beautiful Mother of Evil True Dragon s, immortal True Dragon Queen entrenched above the Star Sea,"
Kalon paid no mind to this True Dragon God's actions, but instead offered her immense respect and praise on the surface. He would not be arrogant for superficial pride; that would be a very foolish choice.
Thus, Kalon's words, in the unique, undulating tones of a great True Dragon, became like a praising chant.
"Listen, noble Dark Lady,"
Kalon avoided a direct answer, instead saying in a rhythmic Dragon Language: "My territory is filled with the song of great True Dragons. My subjects constantly praise the Dragon God's might and glory. Is this not my adoration for the True Dragon God? Their praise is enough to show my attitude!"
Tiamat's head tilted, listening, and heard the songs from beyond the Dragon Nest Mountains, revealing an expression of satisfied vanity. However, while she indulged in the great True Dragon's vanity, her cunning nature was never truly deceived.
Nevertheless, Kalon's respectful demeanor made Tiamat's voice become even gentler.
"What a cunning little hatchling," Tiamat's vertical pupils gleamed with the same light as a Red Dragon's eyes. She chuckled softly: "A Red Dragon who crushes his own evil, turning it into nourishment for his own power, allowing a deeper evil to transcend order, a child who uses reason to weave a mask of order to conceal his inner self,"
"You are so unique and perfect that even I am captivated by your evil order. Come, Kalon Kogmora, become my follower, open your heart, and offer me your loyalty and faith. Your tolerant and generous mother will grant you the greatest favor."
Tiamat's voice became as seductive as a Green Dragon's, and the head resembling an Ancient Green Dragon extended forward, emitting a soft and alluring sound.
"You will become my favored one; you are qualified to contend for the title of Red Dragon Lord under my command. Your powerful talent will make you my most outstanding child, my King of War, King of Conquest. You will rule all the Red Dragon for me."
"This world, gradually abandoned by the gods, can no longer allow you to achieve perfect growth. Follow me, I will take you away."
"Come to my Evil Scale Fortress; you will find a perfect environment for growth. I want you to conquer the great True Dragons who do not submit to my rule, and even I, at certain times, would be willing to be conquered by you!"
The temptation from Tiamat far exceeded that of the young Green Dragon Antagena among the True Dragon. Compared to Antagena, who was still a green fruit in Kalon's eyes, the True Dragon God before him was a beautiful woman of extraordinary charm.
A ripe peach, so full that a slight touch would cause juice to drip from its skin, alluring and enchanting.
But this temptation could not even stir a ripple in Kalon's heart, unless the noble and immortal True Dragon Queen herself was willing to descend.
Only by performing the ancient True Dragon Summoning Dance with her alluring body could the ancestral dragon blood, subdued by Kalon's will, become a little braver.
Although the newly revived ancestral dragon blood had a deeper primordial desire, it was not yet pure and strong enough to escape Kalon's True Dragon claw's grasp.
As for the favor and status promised by this True Dragon God, Kalon found them unappealing. Status was earned through one's own strength.
As for the Red Dragon Lord, Kalon was already on the path to that throne. And Kalon's ambition was even more arrogant than Tiamat imagined, not merely a king who ruled all Red Dragon.
However, Kalon, of course, would not show it. His attention was on another point, and so this Red Dragon's attitude became exceptionally respectful.
"A world abandoned by the gods? My noble mother," Kalon questioned, at this moment blending his acting skills, appearing like a curious child, weak and ignorant but inquisitive.
Although Tiamat knew this was the Red Dragon's disguise, she was still greatly pleased by the outwardly submissive attitude. A well-behaved child always received more patient responses.
"Ekania World has been tainted by the power and will of alien gods. The alien gods' minions are ambushing various parts of Ekania World, waiting to harvest the entire world. Bound by the covenant of the gods, many deities have already abandoned this world."
Kalon's consciousness was swallowed and protected by Tiamat's eyes. From the True Dragon God's eyes, he saw an endless expanse of blood-red.
In that boundless expanse of blood, a powerful Orc God, the Orc God of Betrayal, Kwarsh, infected by the power of an alien god, actively initiated a rebellion.
He waged a war of rebellion against the Orc Chief God Gruumsh and was finally pinned by Gruumsh's spear to the lowest level of Cathay, unable to move a single finger for an infinitely long time.
And there was Dukagsh, affected by the power of an alien god, who vowed to transform all Orc into Slorg Orc and overthrow the rule of the Orc Chief God Gruumsh, leading many Orc to live in the desolate cosmos with magic spaceships, thus dividing the Orc.
Scene after scene, carrying infinite information, unfolded before Kalon like a canvas.
"Hehe, these reckless Orc gods, due to their own carelessness, suffered severe losses the moment they came into contact with alien gods,"
Tiamat mocked these Orc gods with a great True Dragon's unique tone, "The weak cannot peer into the covenant of the gods, but a benevolent mother particularly loves her children, so I must warn you, Kalon Kogmora,"
"Do not actively probe the power of alien gods. Some alien gods, merely by speaking their names or hearing of their existence, will infect you, thereby drawing you away from my embrace. This is also why the gods seal worlds and keep knowledge from others."
"The entire universe has become the gods' chessboard. All worlds are undergoing unprecedented changes. Even gods cannot remain aloof; they must sit at the edge of the board, choose their pieces, and cast their bets."
"You are worthy of being my most powerful chess piece; you will be the most perfect creation in my hands," Tiamat's five heads simultaneously extended forward, circling Kalon's majestic and beautiful head, emitting seductive voices.