The centaurs’ pressing offensive came to a halt. Zogo pulled out his now dull Long Spear and spat fiercely, "You inferior creatures, only the fear of death can make you obey."
Despite his words, Zogo still commanded the Centaur Warriors to stop. They were the Beloved of the Giant Dragon, and every decision must comply with the will of the Red Dragon.
Besides, with the death of the tribe’s greatest nemesis, the Ogre Tyrant Moergo, and the previous bloodthirsty slaughter, it was enough to soothe these Centaur Warriors’ souls.
"Lay down your weapons and kneel on the spot, awaiting Lord Karon’s decision." Kali surrounded the Ogres with the centaurs, and at this moment, there were still more ogres than the two hundred Centaur Warriors Karon brought along.
But after the death of the War Leader in the tribe, the only remaining Spiritual Leader, Giant Demon, also spoke of surrender. These ogres no longer resisted and threw down their weapons, kneeling on the ground.
The Red Dragon, along with the White Dragon and Blue Dragon, slowly approached. The Centaur Warriors silently parted to create a passage, raising their nicked, blood-stained blades to salute their Monarch.
The ogres lying on the ground dared not move, but they didn’t stop the Red Dragon’s calm pace. He stepped onto the ogres blocking his path to Giant Demon Fafnir. The unresisting ogres screamed as the Red Dragon stomped them one by one, bursting into sprays of flesh and blood that splattered all around.
Yet the ogres on the ground only trembled, some having their courage driven out entirely. One ogre even lost control from fear; a foul stench rose from the ground momentarily, before the Red Dragon crushed the ogre’s head, using its vile blood and brain to mask the unpleasant odor without hesitation.
Karon, who typically disliked letting the Evil Dragon Blood interfere with his will, once he made up his mind, appeared exceptionally cold compared to the cruelty and brutality of other Red Dragons of his kind.
Kneeling on the ground, Giant Demon Fafnir’s face twitched as the Red Dragon’s silent demeanor and heavy steps reverberated like Heavy Hammers stirring her heart lake. She lowered her hips, deliberately revealing her two full moons-like hips and breathtaking body curves after gathering her waist, trying to seduce Karon.
The Red Dragon’s robust body stopped in front of the Giant Demon, his dragon claws soaked in blood, dark but casting bright light colors.
Fafnir lifted her face streaked with traces of blood, accentuating a fair complexion, her charming eyes flowing gently, conveying her submission and yielding, as if entranced by the Giant Dragon’s mighty power.
A captivating force radiated from the Giant Demon, no lesser than the temptation wielded by those Succubi in the Abyss, vividly expressed on Fafnir’s perfect physique. It was a power frequently used by the ancient Sea Demons before they grew to become great Demigods, who would enchant any creatures they saw, willingly bowing beneath their skirts or becoming food.
Confident in this ability, Fafnir thrust her chest forward, revealing two round tender snow globes that leapt effortlessly from her collar, strapping her seductive voice with her deliberate allure. Her moist and bright red lips whispered with a voice akin to a singing tune, "Honorable Red Dragon, please forgive the ogres’ offense. Fafnir is willing to lead the ogres in submission under your feet, volunteering to be your Female Slave, serving your powerful dragon body day and night."
The seductive voice mixed with all sorts of implications and tempting Spiritual Power dared not enter the Giant Dragon’s body, merely soothing and touching on the Red Dragon’s physique, attempting to stir the dragon’s body’s reactions and a connection with his spirit.
The Giant Demon’s whispers and spiritual touches made the Evil Dragon Blood within Karon’s body restless. Though the Juvenile Dragon’s sexual development was yet immature, an overwhelming desire for possession surged within Karon’s heart.
This desire made Karon fantasize about the charming Female Slave before him touching his body with her soft hands, her enticing red lips and fragrant Spiritual Tongue traversing his body, his hands tormenting full moons; various fantasies made the Red Dragon’s Blood begin to boil.
At this moment, the scales on the Red Dragon radiated a faint red glow, and the breath he exhaled gradually became tainted with the scent of lust, a precursor to the dragon’s arousal.
Karon did not forcefully suppress his physiological responses; he seemed divided into two parts with his body, lucidly witnessing the imaginary lusty scenes borne from the rouse of Dragon blood but maintaining coldness and firmness.
Under the gaze of his will, the restless Dragon Blood must also submit, tamed slowly, it flowed evenly within the Giant Dragon’s body, still occasionally triggering some thoughts but unable to affect the Red Dragon’s will.
The red glow on Karon’s body quickly faded. He sneered, "Is that all there is? Then I am very disappointed in you." Then he leaned down, extending his sharp claws towards the Ogre Giant Demon’s head.
He had undergone another test of himself. Let this Giant Demon use death to vent his inner joy.
The Giant Demon of immense Spiritual Power keenly sensed the breath of death. She did not understand why the Giant Dragon before her possessed such a resolute will, capable of resisting her temptation, even the Ogre Tyrant Moergo was merely a plaything effortlessly manipulated by her.
She originally intended to seduce this Red Dragon, then during the dragon’s relaxed state, smoothly absorb the Giant Dragon’s soul consciousness, yet her methods failed before this fearsome Red Dragon.
Fear shrouded the Giant Demon’s heart, her mind racing, finally abandoning her seductive tactics, no longer feigning calmness, shriekingly opened her mouth, "The Juvenile Dragons have been captured, I can help you rescue those Juvenile Dragons."
Karon had already learned of the events from the White Dragon and Blue Dragon’s mouths. Thus, Karon’s dragon claw paused above the Giant Demon’s head, lightly stroking the trembling head, he stated blandly, "You better have a plan that can be implemented, not simply fabricating out of fear of death; otherwise, I will use Dragon Fire to slowly burn you into ashes. Believe me, my Fire Control abilities are very strong."
Fafnir took a deep breath, her eyes met the Red Dragon’s indifferent vertical pupils, with the alluring gaze in her eyes suddenly rippling with two ethereal glows like Snake Spirits, which, upon meeting the Red Dragon’s gaze, imprinted into the Red Dragon’s mind.
The Red Dragon slightly stiffened as he felt the Snake Spirit intrude into his Sea of Spirit, morphing into a Sea Demon with serpent hair, immensely powerful spirit even completely suppressing Karon’s will, leaving him unable to move.
The Sea Demon resembling Fafnir up nine tenths was walking the Sea of Spiritual, simultaneously opening her mouth and screeching, her intangible spiritual fluctuations spreading throughout the Sea of Spiritual, seeking the Red Dragon’s soul presence.
But this was the Red Dragon’s domain, the consciousness above the Sea of Spiritual suddenly plummeted, flicking the power of mysterious runes hidden within the Heart Energy Vortex.
The fluctuating rune abruptly halted, causing the entire Sea of Spiritual’s waves, along with the Sea Demon, to freeze. A Chain extended from the rune, pulling a fragmented rune from the Sea Demon and swallowing it into the Chain.
Instantly, the Chain displayed the same trace as the rune pulled from the Sea Demon, then vanished into the Red Dragon’s river of blood.