Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 1271 - 819: Red Dragon King (Part 2)
"So... the Great Elder of Dragon Island has always been the Dragon God of the metallic dragons, having someone like Hertos take the role as a chromatic dragon is a first."
"Of course, this is also because he has a Silver Dragon wife. Although he is a chromatic dragon, his alignment is more neutral, gaining recognition from the metallic dragons."
Romannus explained to the players.
Listening to the Golden Dragon’s explanation, the players gradually gained a certain understanding of the current situation and power structure of Dragon Island.
Dragon Island is home to thousands of dragons, containing nearly 95% of the dragons in the Segis World. It is ruled by the Elder Council centered around the Dragon God, with decision-making by the Great Elder and voting by the Elder Council on various matters.
Unless the Dragon Ancestor intervenes, they can decide everything on Dragon Island.
Compared to the factions on the Segis Continent, the Elder Council of the dragons is very loose, more like an alliance.
However, if any reckless individual dares to provoke Dragon Island’s taboo by causing trouble, they will surely face the wrath of the Dragon Gods.
It is worth mentioning that the most important rule on Dragon Island is that while sparring and combat among dragons are allowed, internal fighting and killing are prohibited.
This rule specifically targets the chromatic and metallic dragon factions.
Having understood the basics, the players continued following the Golden Dragon deeper into Dragon Island, now accompanied by Red Dragon Tibilia and Silver Dragon Agnes leading the way.
Along the journey, they crossed forests and climbed mountains, finally reaching a magnificent Grand Canyon after flying for about half an hour.
This canyon was no smaller than the northwestern canyon of the Elf Forest, with cliffs on both sides populated with Dragon Nests, and hundreds or thousands of dragons poked their heads from the nests, curiously observing the players.
The majority on the left were chromatic dragons, while the majority on the right were metallic dragons.
In the air and on the cliffs below, dragons flying and crawling were everywhere.
This... was a world belonging to dragons!
Seeing so many dragons before them, the players couldn’t help but feel excited, while Golden Dragon Romannus chuckled and said:
"Welcome, everyone, to my hometown—Dragon Valley."
The players continued riding the dragons as they gradually arrived at the heart of Dragon Valley, a huge basin area.
Within the basin, immense stone pillars stood, arranged in a circular pattern.
The pillars were covered in Dragon Language, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
However, after entering Dragon Island, the game system activated the Dragon Language translation function, allowing players to understand what was written.
Mostly, it recorded the history of dragons and the carvings of Dragon Language Magic inheritance.
At the end of the basin, there was a massive cave, deep and profound.
The group arrived at the cave entrance, landing on the platform outside.
Meanwhile, one dragon after another flew to the surroundings of the basin, curious about the players gathered at the cave entrance.
Being closely watched by so many dragons, even the seasoned players felt a chill run down their spine.
There was no way around it; the dragon aura was really overwhelming.
Even though they weren’t targeting the players specifically, they could still feel the subtle oppression.
"Great Elder, the friends from the Elf Forest have arrived."
Silver Dragon Agnes folded her wings and slightly bowed toward the cave.
Yet, there was no response.
A cool breeze swept through, lifting a few dead leaves off the ground...
The players looked at each other.
"Great Elder, the friends from the Elf Forest have arrived."
Agnes repeated.
Still, no response.
Silver Dragon Agnes gave the players behind her an apologetic look and said a bit awkwardly:
"Sorry... the Great Elder... He... He is with the Mother Goddess, maybe... maybe he didn’t hear."
"Geez, you’re too honest, speaking for him like that. If you ask me, he’s probably caught up playing!"
Red Dragon Tibilia scoffed.
After speaking, Tibilia raised her voice and shouted into the cave:
"Old man! The guests have arrived!"
Still no response...
Tibilia was furious.
It took a deep breath, its cheeks puffing up, then roared into the depths of the cave:
"You old fogey afraid of your wife! Stop playing games and come greet the guests!"
Its voice was very loud, echoing in the cave and throughout Dragon Valley...
The players were dumbfounded, their expressions were quite something.
The surrounding dragons watching round-eyed, looked at the swaggering, chest-out Tibilia with admiration and shock.
Soon... the ground began to tremble, an angry dragon roar came from deep within the cave:
"Tibilia! Damn it, you pesky little dragon brat, how many times do I have to tell you to call me the revered Great Elder or the mighty Red Dragon King!"
Soon, a red dragon hundreds of meters long emerged from the cave, angrily staring at Tibilia standing at the cave entrance:
"You reckless little brat, can’t you learn more from your sister?!"
"Tch, if I didn’t call you that, would you come out? I’m not calling you that, stinky old dad! Stinky old dad!"
Tibilia rolled her eyes indifferently.
"You little brat! You’re asking for a beating!"
The Red Dragon King was furious.
"Who’s asking for a beating? Mother has said many times, stop playing Gwent, you’re already the Great Elder, can’t you stop acting like a kid who’s never done with toys."
Tibilia shook her head sensibly.
"You...!"
The Red Dragon King glared, eyes wide.
"Pfft..."
A low laughter came from other dragons watching from the basin.
For a moment, Dragon Valley was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Upon hearing the dragons’ laughter, a ’#’ mark seemed to appear on the Red Dragon King’s forehead.
With a crunch, he crushed a rock next to the cave, then lifted his head, coldly glancing at the dragons on the cliff.
His mighty dragon aura spread, and the dragons watching the commotion twitched their eyelids, turning tail to run away, each faster than the next...
Afterward, the Red Dragon King retracted his gaze, picked up Tibilia, and was about to give her a good beating:
"You little thing, need a good lesson again!"
"Ahem, father, the guests have arrived."
The Silver Dragon Agnes lightly coughed, reminding him.
The Red Dragon King’s action paused slightly.
He moved his eyeballs around, seeing the players’ strange expressions, alongside the wide-eyed young dragon and the Golden Dragon Romannus covering his forehead, seemingly unable to directly face the current scene...
Red Dragon King:...
"Ah... ahem, I see friends from the Elf Forest have arrived, welcome, I am the Dragon Island Great Elder Hertos..."
The Red Dragon King released his grasp on Tibilia, then instantly switched to a transcendent state.
He stood tall proudly, with a profound gaze, as the golden sunlight shone upon his bright red dragon scales, lending him a touch of nobility and mystery.
At this moment, the Red Dragon King appeared akin to a wise Dragon God who had weathered many storms, contrasting sharply with his earlier agitated demeanor.
However, having just witnessed his previous antics, the players’ feelings were complex, finding it difficult to genuinely evoke a sense of reverence...
Li Mu glanced at Eve, who was disguised as Feng; Eve nodded at him lightly.
He then took a deep breath, stepped forward, and performed a standard Elf greeting, saying:
"Esteemed Red Dragon King, we are the Elf Chosen Ones of the Goddess of Life, coming this time to express gratitude to Dragon Island on behalf of the Goddess."
"I am Li Mu, this is our leader for this mission, Feng, and this is..."
Saying this, Li Mu started introducing the players on this mission.
Then, Little Xian Miao and other players took out rings from their chests, in the eyes of the astonished Golden Dragon Romannus, under Tibilia’s greedy gaze, and amidst Agnes’s surprise, they produced piles of dazzling "gemstones"...
"These items are the gifts for our visit."
Dema smiled.
In his mind, he added:
Made of resin.
