Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 124: Corrupted Royal Court, Platinum, Five Colors
Wu Chen's guess was correct. Suzuki Satoru, Momonga, and Ainz Ooal Gown's loyal subordinates would indeed take the initiative to take action and share its worries because of the slight distress it showed in Kalinxia.

Because they were afraid, afraid of their own powerlessness, the Great Tomb's last supreme being had turned his back on the guardians. This was undoubtedly a secret unknown even to Suzuki Satoru himself—he didn't know that the guardians under his command, despite their immense power, were essentially newborn children, craving their guardians' joy and recognition.

It doesn't know.

But he knew.

Therefore, when Demiurge infiltrated the Corrupted King's Court in the mountains of the central continent and whispered the seductive whispers of the highest demon into the ears of the sleeping ancient green dragon, the Root of Corruption, Vicvitas, everything that happened afterwards naturally fell into Wu Chen's plan.

Vibrate, tremble.

A shriek erupted from the depths of the royal court. The rage-filled roar instantly spread throughout the emerald realm, ruled by the ancient dragons for centuries. Countless people of the Toxic Realm trembled in fear at the dragon's furious roar, and further away, in the protective mountains, the descendants of the ancient dragons all turned their gaze towards their reclusive, ancient father.

"Ektuza! My son, my favorite! My son! My son! Who is it? Who has taken you away from me?"

Few dragons remember this name. Only a handful of adult dragons on the outskirts of the Corrupted King's Court vaguely recall it as a fellow green dragon who was expelled from the King's Court's dense forests hundreds of years ago for being insufficiently skilled. It's said it calls itself "Poisonthorn" and is hiding in a hilly area on the northwestern border of the continent. It's so timid and cowardly that even in that remote region, it's simply known as the Lord of Secrets.

It's hard for a dragon like this to be so valued by the Root of Corruption. However, the dragons that can reside in the Corruption King's Court must master a skill: maintaining silence.

"Boom!" They watched as the massive mountain was torn apart from within by brute force. The ancient dragon, enveloped in a seething emerald aura, revealed its mountainous form. A venomous and scorching storm erupted recklessly as the dragon spread its wings, and a crown-like emerald rainbow descended from the sky amidst the storm.

The dragons bowed to it.

Several exceptionally strong female dragons, with emerald green, deep blue, and even crimson scales, flapped their wings and flew out from several ancient dragon nests nearby. They were the wives of the Root of Corruption, and even the weakest of them were powerful dragons that had experienced hundreds of years. Among them, the one with crimson scales had been with Vicvitas the longest.

"Vicvitas, my king, my love. Who angered you, who provoked the Corrupted Court?" Every scale of it was leaping with flames. Perhaps it could already be classified as an ancient dragon.

"It's humans, those little bugs huddled on the northwest frontier!" The emerald light surged once more, its every word filled with uncontrollable fury. "Kletuya, I will exact revenge on them. They took my child, and I will take all theirs! Go, gather our armies, and inform our allies. For the sake of my beloved Ektuza, I demand they join me!"

"That will take time, my Lord." The other dragon king's consort, a green dragon of the same color as Vicvitas, looked up at him. "Nine nations have formed alliances with the Corrupted Court. The only way to move them forward is through abundant wealth. And..."

Confusion flickered in its eyes. It remembered that Echtuza was one of its many offspring. And the green dragon that was said to have grown after leaving the Corrupted Court had never received any attention from Vecvitas in its memory.

"...Should we inform the Council of Five Colors of this war? The 'Dragon Mother' does not expect us to arbitrarily wipe out the weak races on this continent."

The ancient Green Dragon King paused for a moment, the simmering light and fire around him fading slightly. Wisdom and composure seemed to be returning to his thoughts. But the next moment, his eyes once again seethed with seething rage.

'boom--'

The giant tail swept, and the green dragon concubine who dared to question it was knocked down immediately and flew out. The broken scales and blood turned into exploding poison when they hit the low hill.

"This is not a war! This is just a cleansing, a revenge! Nothing can anger the dragon without paying the price a hundredfold - Go! Do as I say, for I am the Lord of the Corrupted Court!"

Its fury was accompanied by its roar, and the next moment, all the dragons of the royal court and all the poisonous people bowed deeply to it. Horns then sounded, and drums of war immediately beat. As all the dragons offered their loyalty to their king, naturally, loyal glances met each other's.

The Lord of Hell made a mistake by pushing for too much action at too early a time.

It might have known that there were many remnants of Preya's activities in this land, but it did not know the attitude of those ancient beings towards these Preya - the dragons had long reached a consensus. Even though they seemed to be fighting alone, there was a secret alliance hidden deep in history.

The world has its guardians—and each of these factions holds different views. And the Platinum Dragon King, Chandulux, the enemy of the First Holy King Rolandil, is the leader of one of these factions.

The news was quickly and secretly transmitted to the Council Nation, a mixed nation of demihumans located north of Re-Estij. The silver-white dragon, who leaned more towards the human side among the world's guardians, lowered his eyes. Another Preya had arrived.

The silver dragon possesses wisdom. It knows many ancient secrets and how they work.

——And there is more than one.

It flicked its nimble dragon claws, and a map of the entire continent came into view. The northwest corner of the continent, belonging to the human kingdom, was completely exposed to its sight.

It already knew a lot about what had happened on Abelion. It knew that a strange alien human had appeared on that land and had stood in the human camp without hesitation - it had no objection to this, because it knew that not all Preya would endanger the operation of the world itself.

——The person who appears here can be taken into observation.

Its claws swept across the land of the Holy Kingdom, and distant memories flooded its mind. It had once done something wrong in this land, something evil. It had no regrets, but every time it recalled it, it still felt tormented.

——Will he be your successor?

The thought flashed through its mind, and it didn't think protecting its own people was a mistake. It actually quite admired the outsider named Dust's decision to ascend the throne. It meant he was willing to fight for something in this world, willing to integrate into its order. And in the long years of the past, those in Preya who were willing to establish and inherit kingdoms had generally avoided major unrest.

This side can be classified as good.

But the other side...

It shifted its gaze, looking towards the land known as the Katz Plains. Next to that plain lay the Great Tob Forest. Not long ago, a vampire appeared there that even it couldn't easily defeat, most likely an out-of-control Enpishi (NPC). Not long after, news spread that a human hero had defeated it.

It had originally thought that Feifei was also a "good guy" in Preya. If left alone, it wouldn't cause much change to the entire world. But now...

"Ignoring the appearance of a third-party Preya faction, one of these two Preya forces is bound to pose a threat to this world. Therefore, this tournament in the Holy Kingdom of Humanity is a crucial window for observation. What do you think?"

It tilted its head silently.

A giant dragon with five heads and five colors appeared silently on the other side of its lair. Even though their paths were different, the Platinum Dragon King and the Five-Colored Dragon Mother, as guardians of the world, always had channels for communication.

And it soon received a response that exceeded expectations.

"The attempt to resurrect Ektuza the Venomthorn has failed. Even the use of ninth-tier magic could not bring the dead dragon back to life. And you should know what this means, Platinum."

The Dragon King suddenly spread his wings.

"...Its soul was destroyed. Is it one of those treasures that the Preyas call world-class items?"

"I don't think the filthy Dragon Emperor would waste such a valuable item on a small dragon. Unless its soul truly harbors a dark secret. And my eyes and ears tell me that little dragon has been virtually unknown in the hills for hundreds of years. The attack it initiated was fraught with suspicion."

The Mother of Dragons' claws swept across the great forest on the sand table, headed south, and stopped somewhere on the Katz Plain.

The Katz Plains was once a battlefield in ancient times. Among the abandoned ruins, there are remnants of monsters, most of which are undead.

"The undead are best at defiled souls, and I heard that you fought against a powerful vampire that suddenly appeared not long ago."

(End of this chapter)