The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases-Chapter 492 - 294: Sun of the Dragon (Part 2)

Hatred!

That grief and hatred, seemingly boiling over, nearly materialized.

This was a question that perhaps many Frost Titans couldn’t fathom even as they lay dying.

These dragons, originally scared out of their wits by the Titans’ sudden appearance, why were they now filled with sorrow, anger, and charging at them with such reckless abandon?

Yes, they didn’t even know it all happened because one of their titans, upon crashing to the ground, had accidentally stepped on a Drow...

A Drow who had almost never been noticed by their lord, David, yet had somehow ’saved’ all the young chromatic dragons in the camp.

From this Drow, they had experienced a maternal affection that not even their birth mother, Neil, had ever shown them...

Motherly love.

And all of this had come to an abrupt halt because of these large brutes that had suddenly appeared in their territory.

They might never again experience that tenderness—someone to love them, to care for them, to feed them Dragon Food when hungry, or to gently rub their heads and comfort them with warm words when another dragon bullied them.

"Unforgivable!"

"You damned giant kind!"

"Die!!!"

In an instant, a Red Dragon stirred a rolling inferno, as dazzling as sunlight in the night sky, charging into the frigid domain brought by the Frost Titans.

A Blue Dragon opened its massive jaws, unleashing a thunderous torrent of electricity that illuminated the icy clouds above.

A Green Dragon exhaled highly corrosive poison gas, which formed into swathes of miasmic clouds, confounding the giants’ nerves and senses.

A Black Dragon roared past, spewing acid rain that etched the land and sky, corroding the Titans’ icy armor.

After exhausting their breath weapons, these dragons, none older than adolescents, resolutely engaged the vastly larger enemies in close combat, like a pack of wolves, using their fangs and claws.

Between heaven and earth, fire intertwined with ice, lightning crisscrossed with acid rain, and poisonous fog tangled with snow, turning the battlefield into a chaotic maelstrom.

But in the end, they were still just a group of children, not yet fully grown.

Although their initial diving assault indeed threw the Frost Titans’ ranks into disarray, the cruel reality was that the chasm in absolute strength could not be bridged by sheer fervor and courage alone.

Amidst a sound of crunching and twisting that made their Dragon Scales bristle, Mofei, in the throes of his rage, suddenly realized he had been violently knocked aside.

"Brother, I’ll help you..."

He watched as his White Dragon brother, who had rushed across the battlefield to his aid, was seized by a grinning Titan giant and viciously slammed to the ground before he could even finish his sentence.

The White Dragon, in its terror, instinctively tried to unleash its Dragon Breath.

However, a Titan familiar with dragon combat tactics stomped on its upper jaw. With a powerful upward wrench, the Titan twisted its body off, leaving only gradually congealing blood to flow from its disbelieving, severed head.

"...Denalo!!!" Mofei’s pupils contracted to slits, and he immediately let out a summoning roar to the sky.

The Titan, who had just been taunting the weak White Dragon’s powerless rage, suddenly felt intense pain coursing through its body.

It tried to struggle, only to find, to its astonishment, that the White Dragon beasts on the battlefield—creatures it had previously ignored because they couldn’t even use Dragon Breath and lacked Dragon Might—had now swarmed it, coiling around its limbs like pythons.

"Damn insects!" the Titan roared. It instinctively tried to break free, only to see a Black Dragon diving from the sky like a hawk and pluck out one of its eyes.

If it hadn’t twisted away in time, it might have been completely blinded.

But its remaining eye only allowed it to perceive an even greater despair.

"Die!!!" It saw another female Black Dragon, filled with hatred and rage, magically conjure a massive stone spike in mid-air and thrust it straight at its throat.

THUD!

Accompanied by a loud boom, the Titan who had crushed a Drow during its fall ultimately died under the Dragon Claws.

Yet, looking at the Titan—half its head smashed, its single eye wide open, staring blankly at the sky, unable to find peace in death—Viola and the two other dragons who had successfully avenged Mother Kraidian felt no tangible joy.

The disparity in strength was too vast!

The three of them were among the earliest dragons to follow David. Excluding the newcomers from Dragon Island, they were considered among the strongest under David’s command.

Yet, even with their combined strength, and with the assistance of the White Dragon beasts, they had struggled immensely just to kill a lone Titan that had strayed from the main battle line.

And this wasn’t even one of the larger, legendary Titans!

They could see in the distance that Patrice, the Blue Dragon Patriarch, had already led his kin through the Teleportation Gate, arriving at the battlefield at the first opportunity.

Other dragons could retreat, but they, the Blue Dragons, could not!

This was the land they had cultivated and defended for generations!

But against the Titans’ offensive, they were completely outmatched.

This battle, with such an overwhelming disparity in strength...

How could they even speak of victory?

Would they have to flee once more, like curs that had lost their homes?

Amidst this profound unwillingness and gloom, the dragons on the battlefield suddenly heard a familiar, deep voice:

"Dragons, assemble! Heed my command."

"Fall back to Tokamak Fortress."

Viola and the others looked up sharply. They saw David, his entire body seemingly wreathed in flames of tangible wrath, hauling a metallic core several times larger than his own body as he rose from the depths of the Sea of Sand into the air.

He dragged the intact core, his right claw holding another lock-like magical item, and hovered above the ruins of Tokamak Fortress.

"Prince David Uthos!"

Seeing David’s arrival, Viola and the others felt as if they had found their backbone again.

Yet, a sense of unease and hesitation lingered in their hearts. Tokamak Fortress had already been destroyed.

What was the point of retreating to Tokamak Fortress now?

But even with such doubts, they chose to trust David, to believe in the Dragon Lord they followed.

And the next moment, their Dragon Lord gave them the most resolute response, his voice like a chant:

"I am the sun of the dragons." [Arrogance]

"I am the coveter of the mighty forces between heaven and earth." [Jealousy]

"I am also the incarnation of anger." [Wrath]

"I stand here unyielding, awaiting the opportune time." [Sloth]

"I also observe and witness the ripples at the far end of the river of time." [Greed]

"I devour and destroy everything." [Gluttony]

"I will also create everything." [Lust]

"Tokamak! Restore your rightful, radiant form!"

[Authority – Arrogance]

The next moment, before the incredulous eyes of all Titans, dragons, and even the elves observing in secret, the previously destroyed Tokamak Fortress began to miraculously restore itself under David’s dignified command, as if time were flowing backward, like a sandcastle re-emerging from the waves that had swallowed it.

All dragons under David’s command knew what this fortress signified. Instantly, their once-faltering morale surged.

Only Viola, who knew David best, looked at him with a hint of worry in her eyes, and thus noticed the object clutched in David’s right claw.

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

The Mithril Dragon Mad Lock!

Has he lost his mind?!