The Red Dragon Just Wants To Do As It Pleases-Chapter 499 - 298: This Is What a Surprise Means

But just when everyone thought that today’s sudden ambush would conclude with the Second Red Calamity, David Uthos, "sacrificing" an entire Titan Giant clan to achieve his Legendary Destiny, David, who had already annihilated the Frost Titan Clan, seemed still unsatisfied. His killing desire surged, fueled by Wrath.

Thus, stepping out from the overwhelming blaze, David slowly raised his head. His gaze fell upon the instigators of this ambush—those elves who had teleported the Titan Giants from Barto Hell and were now, their plan foiled, frantically fleeing across the sea.

Although, in a sense, these long-ears had provided him the opportunity to ascend to his Legendary Destiny, it was an achievement he was bound to attain sooner or later. Did he really need to thank them?

Thinking of running away again?

Wrath!

Driven by a ferocious killing intent, David chose not to soar into the sky and boil the sea with endless Fire Dragon Breath. These creatures fled faster than rabbits. If he were to slowly eliminate the scattered elves one by one, some would inevitably slip through the net.

So, as he took a step, he reared up, raising his claws and wings high. Every scale bristled menacingly like a blade, as if he wielded an omnipotent, ethereal sword.

Countless tiny beads of blood flowed upwards against gravity, along his scales to his claws and his wings, now folded upwards. They streamed higher, coalescing with the steaming sanguine aura around him into a dark red mist, like a blood-colored cape billowing behind him in the wind.

His mother, Pafila, had created the ’Primal Core Nuclear Fission Chain Slice’ when she ascended to godhood. It was a god-slaying strike so potent it would instantly kill its wielder. Now, having entered his Legendary Destiny and successfully replicated the Fusion Flame of Tokamak within his heart, David was finally able to reproduce a fraction of that strike’s terrifying majesty.

Yes, to flatten these detestable creatures, David was preparing to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut, intending to unleash a map-clearing attack with ’Excalibour.’

However, what David himself failed to notice was that, just as Vileili, the Elf God’s Chosen, had lamented, the method he used to ascend—igniting his power with Authority and Tokamak—was far beyond established parameters.

So much so that when he replicated the drawing of Pafila’s ’Sword of Strength’—the very sword she used for her apotheosis—the entire firmament roiled and transformed.

It was as if a crimson vortex, like a black hole, had formed above David’s head.

Gradually, above the tip of his sword that pierced the sky, the very fabric of the Prime Material Plane began to collapse under this extraordinary gravitational influence, revealing a dreamlike expanse of starlight.

That was the Astral Plane.

At this moment, dragons who had not reached Legendary status or did not understand planar cosmology felt only a vague, inexplicable awe.

"..." But Legends like Dragon Father Attilicia, who had personally opened Teleportation Gates and journeyed through the Astral Plane, were utterly dumbfounded.

Even they, with their vast experience over long ages, had never witnessed such a ’clipping phenomenon’—directly glimpsing the Astral Plane from the Prime Material Plane without a Teleportation Gate!

The boundary between the Prime Material Plane and the Astral Plane was blurring.

There was only one explanation: the rules between planes were failing.

And it was well known that only one power in existence could penetrate the barriers of planar rules and descend across planes... divine power.

At this moment, David, with merely the nascent form of the power he had just begun to control, was already displaying its formidable potential.

As the Seven Sins cycled endlessly, the center of the sky, along with the collapsing gravitational vortex, began to reveal more anomalous sights.

The Outer Planes were being breached.

But in truth, beings like Vileili, the Elf God’s Chosen, and Bradimir saw even more—they saw an iridescent darkness.

That was the abode of the gods.

"The Pantheon..." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

They then arrived at a conclusion that was both comically absurd and utterly mind-boggling:

"Is he about to... directly ascend to godhood?"

To ascend to godhood on the very day of achieving his Legendary Destiny?

It wasn’t just that they’d never seen it; they’d never even heard of such a thing!

Even Pafila, now widely recognized as the youngest deity, had only ignited her divine fire and proven her divinity forty-three years after ascending to Legendary status.

Only Dragon Father Attilicia, his jaw still hanging open, felt a sense of déja vu at the scene unfolding before him.

Right, fifty years ago, when they had just escaped from the Gloomy Region, David had mentioned to him that he had accidentally breached the Pantheon.

For a long time after that, Attilicia hadn’t believed it. He’d thought David was just having a vivid daydream thanks to his peculiar innate abilities, which in turn had awakened some bizarre, heaven-defying power.

Only later, from the deified Pafila herself, did Attilicia learn what David had stolen from the Pantheon.

It was Valhalla, which the War God Tempas used to directly gather the souls of his followers from the Hazy Dominion, a domain for crossing the Styx River.

Absolutely outrageous!

Could it be that history was about to repeat itself?

This was all happening far too quickly, too abruptly!

Wasn’t that boy David afraid of some major catastrophe?

Wait!

Attilicia suddenly whipped his head towards the verdant manifestation of The Wandering God’s will above the coast, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

This time, it wasn’t like the last ’sneaking in’; other gods were watching.