Buzz!!!
The spatial turbulence churned wildly within the blood-colored full moon. The energy fluctuations, initially stable, turned chaotic, and the moon's volume began to swell… ten meters, fifteen meters, thirty meters… As it expanded, the surrounding space grew unstable, and the aura and spatial lock on the Platinum Dragon Lord suddenly vanished.
"Run, this energy sphere is about to explode!"
Herox reacted instantly. His thick dragon tail wrapped around the Platinum Dragon Lord's leg before he flung him away with force.
As for himself, with a single beat of his dragon wings, he vanished from his original position.
"Don't even think about running!"
Flames condensed in Demiurge's hands, forming chains that shot into the sky like venomous serpents, pursuing the two dragons.
"Madman! You still want to keep us here even now!"
The Platinum Dragon Lord jerked his head, his claws gripping Herox's shoulders as he taunted Demiurge, "The Ancient bloodline belongs to the Dragon Race from now on!"
A vast amount of soul power was rapidly converted into spatial power, forming a hundred-meter sphere that enveloped both the Platinum Dragon Lord and Herox.
Activate: World Teleportation!!
Herox saw a flash of white light. Demiurge, who had raised his hand to unleash the flame chains, the rapidly expanding blood-colored moon, and Momonga in the distance, who was still preparing to cast Reality Slash, all disappeared.
In their place came the fresh scent of pine resin mixed with green grass.
Startled birds burst from the forest, flapping their wings as they hurried past the two colossal figures.
After exchanging a glance, Herox and the Platinum Dragon Lord both turned their gaze toward the Royal Capital.
A pillar of blood-red light shot into the sky, dyeing half of it crimson.
The released energy stirred up a raging storm in the heavens, howling as it swept in their direction.
However, its remaining force was insufficient. By the time it reached them, it had weakened into a gentle evening breeze.
"This time, the Puh-layer cannot be underestimated," the Platinum Dragon Lord said with a sigh.
He had been deceived by illusions three times. Once by the Sorcerer King, and twice by Jadalbaoth. If Herox had not arrived in time, the Ancient bloodline would have already been taken.
"Puh-layer? Are they the two who call themselves the Sorcerer King and the Demon Emperor?" Herox looked straight at the Platinum Dragon Lord, a trace of confusion flickering in his eyes.
Catching sight of the Ancient bloodline in Herox's claws from the corner of his eye, the Platinum Dragon Lord suppressed the desire in his heart and patiently explained, "The Puh-layer are a race brought into this world by the Dragon Emperor's magic. They possess great strength and harbor evil ambitions. The severance of our Dragon Race's Wild Magic was also caused by them…"
At this point, a hint of joy appeared in the Platinum Dragon Lord's eyes as he looked at Herox.
Since the era of the Eight Greed Kings, the first True Dragonlord had finally been born!
And more importantly…
"Herox, give the Ancient bloodline to me."
Just as the Platinum Dragon Lord's claw was about to reach it, Herox suddenly pulled his claw back, hiding the Ancient bloodline behind him.
He tilted his head, his dragon eyes filled with amusement. "I can feel that this item can make me stronger. So why should I give it to you?"
The collar, the Ancient bloodline, would ultimately be fastened around the Platinum Dragon Lord's neck, but that did not prevent Herox from using it to gain leverage.
'There is no greed in this child's eyes. Does he just want to play with me? No, he probably intends to use this to make me agree to something.'
The Platinum Dragon Lord patted Herox's shoulder with his claw and smiled gently. "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
The weight on his shoulder made Herox frown, and his massive dragon eyes sharpened. "Tell me where the Seven-Colored Dragon Lord is. I'm going to kill him!"
The undisguised killing intent was like a freezing wind, instantly wiping the smile from the Platinum Dragon Lord's face. He scratched the scales on his cheek with a claw and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Hey, hey, we're all family. There's no need, no need…"
'Damn Brightness, what kind of experiments did you conduct on this child to make him hate you so much!'
Herox slowly raised the Ancient bloodline and held it before the Platinum Dragon Lord's eyes. He spoke each word clearly, "Tell me where he is, and I will give you the item."
The Ancient bloodline lay quietly in Herox's claw. The red inscriptions on the silver collar flowed like blood. The power of bloodline resonance pulsed along with the alternating light and darkness of the inscriptions, synchronizing with the Platinum Dragon Lord's breathing.
The Platinum Dragon Lord shifted his gaze from the Ancient bloodline to meet Herox's eyes, his own filled with sincerity. "Child, I swear, if I knew Brightness's whereabouts, I would tell you immediately."
If he knew the Seven-Colored Dragon Lord's location, he would not even need Herox to ask. He would have already rushed to the other's lair to find out how a True Dragonlord had been born.
Herox stared coldly at the Platinum Dragon Lord, carefully studying his expression as his thoughts raced.
'He doesn't seem to be lying. Combined with the fact that True Dragonlords cannot be born within the Dragon Race, it appears the Platinum Dragon Lord truly does not know.'
That was good. For the time being, his identity as the "offspring of the Seven-Colored Dragon Lord" would not be exposed.
However, to fully integrate into the Dragon Race, Herox needed his "father," the Seven-Colored Dragon Lord, to die before they ever met.
Albedo's figure flashed through his mind. Ever since the World Item had been forged, the task of locating the Seven-Colored Dragon Lord had been entirely entrusted to her.
The capability of this "stepmother" was always reliable. I also have to do my best!
At that thought, his expression grew colder. Killing intent condensed around him, and a chilling wind emanated from his body. "Remember. Notify me immediately."
After speaking, he handed the Ancient bloodline to the Platinum Dragon Lord and fell silent.
"Of course."
The silver-white and crimson collar was gently held between the tips of the Platinum Dragon Lord's claws. For a hundred-meter dragon, the item was far too small, which was why he had not placed it around his neck earlier.
'If only it were a bit larger.'
Puchi.
A beam of light suddenly shot out from the scarlet runes on the Ancient bloodline, piercing through the Platinum Dragon Lord's claw like a straw. Fresh dragon blood began to flow into the collar along the beam, and the scarlet runes grew increasingly radiant.
"This is?"
As the dragon blood poured in, the Ancient bloodline began to expand as if it were alive. In an instant, it grew into a collar over ten meters in diameter, roughly matching the thickness of the Platinum Dragon Lord's neck.
"World Items that can adjust to one's size are rare."
He immediately placed it around his neck. The blood-colored runes flowed clearly across the silver-white collar, their rhythmic pulses echoing the bloodline within the Platinum Dragon Lord's body.
A surge of vitality erupted from the collar, pouring violently into his blood, bones, and muscles like a raging river. The purest vitality, closest to the origin, was directly converted into raw strength within the Platinum Dragon Lord's body.
Boom!
Dragon fear erupted in an instant, forcing the air back for several kilometers. The resulting shockwave tore up grass and trees, leaving the surroundings in disarray.
"My strength has increased by thirty percent!"