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When discussing the Fallen Shadow Underworld, one must mention one of its masters.

She is said to have been an elven queen, whose people loved her even more than they revered the gods.

When Rose and Corellon clashed, the queen attempted to use the souls and magic of her people to enhance herself, gain godlike power, and thus save the crumbling Elven pantheon.

Her plan was to use the souls and magic of these people to open a passage to the Fairy Wilderness, Avandor. Unfortunately, at the last moment before she was about to step through the gates of Avandor, the plan took an unexpected turn.

It turns out that among her followers was an evil group of spellcasters who were draining the energy contributed by the elven people through some strange ritual.

Upon realizing this, the Elf Queen flew into a rage. At that time, she was close to becoming a quasi-god. Her supernatural anger instantly caused the entire ritual to change, forming a terrifying power that could affect her.

When the Elf Queen realized her mistake, the twisted magical energy had already bound her, and she was powerless to break free.

In her panic, she reached out to the souls of her elven people, seeking more power in the hope of saving herself.

But the gravitational pull generated by the magical mutation became irresistible, dragging the Elf Queen and her followers into the Fallen Netherworld.

At the same time, the power of the ritual continues to erode the Queen’s body, breaking her down from a physical being into a form composed of images, symbols, and perceptions.

In order to avoid completely fading into nothingness, she could only rely on her last bit of strength to recall the memory of her death from the shadows.

Over the centuries that followed, these dark memories accumulated and eventually coalesced into the form that represents her, which is the Raven Queen we know today.

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Thor was completely unaware of the black raven landing on his head.

This is not some substantial existence or energy, but merely a message or a painful memory.

In the next instant, a massive amount of chaotic information surged into Thor's mind like a supernova explosion, causing his consciousness to go blank for a moment.

A cold, sinister force, like a steel needle, pierced deep within, attempting to break through the barrier of consciousness and probe or even tamper with the deepest memories and information.

With its 110-meter-long body and an already enormous brain, coupled with the addition of numerous monster templates, Thor's spirit is exceptionally resilient.

The deluge of information, enough to cause brain death in tens of thousands of people, only caused his thoughts to pause for less than a second before he reacted, his eyes blazing with fury.

A powerful mental force surged like a tide, and rage and savagery rampaged through his consciousness. The wheel deep within his soul slowly turned, instead grabbing the tentacles that had entered his mind and beginning to frantically absorb them.

The raven that had landed on Thor's horn suddenly froze, then instantly disintegrated, turning into countless points of light that vanished into the void.

In a twisted fortress formed from shadows and the memories of dead gods and humans, a tall, fair-skinned woman with endless, jet-black hair cascading down her back, raised her head from her slumber.

She wore a white porcelain mask on her face, without features or expression, smooth and flat, with only two narrow slits at the eye positions, her gaze carrying a hint of surprise.

With the help of the memories of the dead and her own domain, almost everything that happens in the Fallen Shadow Realm can be seen by the Raven Queen, including Thor's intentions and the movements of the other two true dragons.

As a neutral, godlike being, she did not want to get involved in the battle between dragons.

Moreover, this evil dragon named Red Emperor is by no means easy to deal with. Its territory, the reflection of the Fallen Shadow Underworld, has developed divinity in just a few decades, and it will only become more powerful.

As the illusory black wings behind her fluttered, a cold, deathly wind blew outwards. The Crow Queen slowly closed her eyes again, immersing herself in the memories of the dead.

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The attack from the Raven Queen instantly enraged Thor, but he currently had no good way to deal with a god whose body had been completely integrated into the Fallen Shadow Realm.

All they could do was stay on high alert while venting their anger.

Thor spewed out orange-red fireballs, initially only about a meter in diameter, but their size continued to increase as they flew further.

When it reached the top of those undead creatures and shadow monsters, it crashed down like a burning sun.

A huge explosion followed, and flames and scorching winds mixed with fragments of bones flew everywhere like bullets. Thick black smoke billowed up, decorating the surroundings like a mushroom jungle.

Just then, another raven flew to Thor, but this time it did not land on him. Instead, it circled in mid-air in a huge circle.

The dark and gloomy space of the Fallen Shadow Realm was opened up at this moment, like a water mirror, allowing Thor to see the scene in another terrifying demiplane.

A dark red dragon, nearly 40 meters long, with ferocious wings and claws and surrounded by black smoke, was speeding through the sky, while a two-headed, multicolored monster was hot on its heels.

Such a peculiar appearance is probably impossible to find anywhere else in the entire multiverse. Who else could it be but his adopted son and Prince Rainbow Scales?

Why would she show these things to herself?

After careful observation, Thor realized that this was not a simple projection, but a spatial passage. As long as he stepped into it, he could immediately find his target.

But that's precisely the problem. He and the Queen of the Crows had only just met, and they had even clashed before. Why would she help him?

Red Dragon is not good at thinking about various schemes and tricks. So far, when Thor encounters problems, he has only relied on brute force to crush them.

Therefore, after a brief period of contemplation without finding an answer, he simply chose to trust his intuition and leaped from the summit of the volcano into the spatial passage before him.

Throughout this process, he remained vigilant and kept in constant contact with the astral plane, ready to retreat immediately should he sense anything amiss.

However, the anomaly that Thor feared did not occur. After a ripple-like sensation, the world before him had changed.

Above the entire Fallen Shadow Netherworld, there are dozens of Fear Demiplanes of varying sizes, each with a powerful Fear Lord.

Thor's Dragon Legacy contained no information about this terrifying demiplane, and he paid no attention to it, his gaze fixed firmly on the two rapidly flying figures ahead.

Chapter 397 The Prince of Rainbow Scales

"A coward who only knows how to run away with his tail between his legs, is that all you're capable of?!"

"Halt! Let us fight like true dragons!"

Prince Rainbowscale's roar echoed and swirled throughout the Demiplane of Terror. He possessed a colossal body, and his appearance resembled a composite of all five-colored dragons.

The head and upper body, with their blue-green and purplish-black highlights, gradually transition to gray as they descend, eventually turning into a bluish-white with a cold sheen.

The two necks and heads extending from the massive torso are far longer and narrower than those of an ordinary dragon, each holding frost and lightning in its mouth, and are roaring angrily forward.

That damned, bizarre red dragon was incredibly adept at escaping. Its wings, which resembled giant claws, spewed forth raging flames from their palms as it sped through the sky in a manner entirely different from that of a normal dragon.

Why would such a great mother take a liking to such a coward, and even make herself take him into hell?

He's clearly just a useless coward who only knows how to run away and doesn't dare to confront me head-on. Could it be because of that red dragon named Thor?

The name of the Red Emperor is so renowned that it has long been widely known among the True Dragon Clan and is even deeply engraved in the heritage of the Five-Colored Dragons.

Legend has it that he possessed endless wealth and power, and even the volcano where he lived was filled with gems and magical crystals, and what flowed inside was not lava, but molten gold.

He is the epitome of all evil dragons, the most favored darling of the Dragon Queen, destined to become the king of all five dragons, and the one who will exercise power on earth in place of Queen Tiamat.

Prince Cailin felt nothing but disdain, anger, and deep jealousy towards these baseless rumors.

She was clearly the most legitimate successor to the great Dragon Queen, possessing five-colored dragon blood and the ability to breathe all five-colored dragons. Why would those lowly reptiles think that this junior, who appeared out of nowhere, was qualified to inherit the power of the five-colored dragons?

It's just a red dragon that has reproduced for countless generations. Its bloodline is already extremely diluted. What right does it have to compare itself to me?

Prince Rainbow Scales, who possesses all the physical characteristics of the five-colored dragons, naturally inherited the arrogance of the red dragon, the obsession of the blue dragon, the hypocrisy of the green dragon, the cruelty of the black dragon, and the savagery of the white dragon.

Even Tiamat's consorts were not taken seriously by Prince Rainbow Scales; he regarded them merely as tools for His Majesty to vent his desires and procreate.

A mere red dragon dares to claim to act as the representative of His Majesty Tiamat on Earth. Once I capture his offspring, I'll twist his head off and make him realize what reality truly is.

And that day is not far off. No matter how good this damned half-red dragon is at escaping, it was still forced into this terrifying demiplane by me.

For the true dragon, the narrow environment and the inescapable dark fog were like catching a turtle in a jar; it wouldn't be long before he caught this slippery loach.

As Prince Cailin's thoughts raced through his mind, he noticed that the red dragon in front of him suddenly descended after turning its head once, and knelt respectfully on the ground.

Did they realize they couldn't escape and were planning to kneel down, surrender, and beg for their own forgiveness?

What a pity! It's too late! How dare they waste the great Baal Hiruat's time! They must be severely punished.

The great mother only wanted him to live, but she didn't say he couldn't be tortured. So she made herself pluck his scales one by one and break all his bones.

Just then, the mixed-blood red dragon respectfully lowered its head and spoke.

“My great father, it’s a pleasure to see you again. Did you come to see me?”

This caused Prince Cailin to burst into wild laughter.

"You lowly reptile, are you even going so far as to claim any father you want just to survive?"

"How pathetic!"

But the next moment he realized something was wrong; the guy's gaze wasn't on him, but rather...

The advantages of multi-headed creatures are fully demonstrated at this moment; multiple heads can look in different directions simultaneously, making it almost impossible to be ambushed.

One of Prince Rainbow Scales' heads was still staring at the hybrid red dragon below, while the other head suddenly turned to look behind him.

A massive figure suddenly came into view, its crimson-gold scales still gleaming in the dim sky.

It was a red dragon even larger than him, with wings behind it like a giant curtain that blotted out the sky, its majestic head slightly lowered, and its molten gold pupils staring at him mockingly.

"I think you've got it wrong. He was calling me, you bastard!"

The crimson-gold dragon claw rose and slammed down with immense force, compressing the air into a ball that exploded with flames.

As the whistling wind reached his ears, an unparalleled force descended upon Prince Rainbow Scales, causing his head, which had been twisted backward, to slam heavily against his back at an almost folded angle.

The loud noise was like thunder, followed by angry roars and painful howls.

The other head of the Rainbow Scale Prince also quickly turned around, and from its slightly narrow mouth spewed out a chilling frost.

The pale air currents carried an icy power capable of freezing everything; even the breath of an ancient white dragon was probably no more powerful. If it were to fall into the material world, it would be enough to freeze the entire nearshore sea.

However, when it struck Thor, a dreamlike rainbow appeared, with the four basic elements flowing within it, rapidly absorbing the invading icy power.

"Frost breath? Only an idiot would use that trick!"

The other crimson-gold dragon claw clenched into a fist, and the rich dragon attribute energy transformed into substantial black lightning that flickered on its surface, unleashing a domineering and unparalleled heavy blow forward.

Like a heavy hammer forged from divine metal, braving the biting cold, it forcefully slammed into the mouth of the Rainbow Scale Prince. Sharp fangs and tough scales rubbed against each other, sparking dazzling flames.

This heavy blow caused Prince Rainbow Scales' dragon head to bulge out, and his mouth was forcibly torn open, filling it with the sweet and metallic taste of fresh blood.

His extreme rage caused him to twist his body violently, breaking off two fangs that were stuck in the gaps between Thor's claw scales.

The long, gleaming dragon tail behind him rose up and lashed out at Thor's belly.

But then a wing, like a giant shield, drooped down and blocked his tail swing. The dull impact caused a loud bang, and the force of the impact propelled the two dragons' bodies to the sides.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

I'm going to tear you to pieces!

A muffled roar of anger echoed through the sky, and the divine blood and divinity flowing within him were rapidly restoring the two twisted and deformed heads of the Rainbow Scale Prince.

Four cruel and fierce pupils looked in Thor's direction, but suddenly contracted.

On the surface of that colossal wing that blotted out the sky, there grew sharp, long thorns, some of which were twisted and deformed, but were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Some of them still had specks of blood on their surfaces, giving them a faint iridescent hue.

Only then did he belatedly feel a sharp pain in his tail. One of his heads turned to look and saw countless, wriggling perforations.

Chapter 398 Split in Two

"Nice to meet you, you incongruous bastard. Please give my regards to Her Majesty Tiamat."

The roar echoed through the gloomy sky. Thor stared at the two-headed dragon before him, his tone filled with undisguised mockery and ill intent.

To be honest, this guy is really just a pathetic wretch.

Although he was a divine bloodline creature created by Tiamat herself, he never gained the trust or recognition of that old man.

While divine blood and divinity granted him near-immortality, they also caused him to lose one of the most prominent characteristics of a true dragon—his strength could not grow stronger with age like that of a true dragon.

From the day he was born until now, this Prince Rainbow Scales has hardly made any progress in strength. Rather than being a true dragon, he is more like a living tool.

Thor's words instantly reignited the fury in Prince Rainbow Scale's heart. How dare a mere mortal dare to show him such contempt!

He had originally planned to catch the hybrid reptile first and then settle accounts with the red dragon, but now that the other party had dared to deliver itself to his doorstep, he might as well take care of it all at once.

At that moment, the two slightly elongated heads raised simultaneously, letting out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Ice, fire, lightning, acid, and poison intertwined, transforming into a colorful torrent of magic that simultaneously erupted from his two gaping mouths, engulfing Thor in a devastating onslaught.

This chaotic torrent of elements does bear some resemblance to the legendary Rainbow Breath, but unfortunately, even if the real Rainbow Dragon were here, Thor might not take it seriously.

A mocking glint appeared in his molten gold pupils, and he didn't flinch or dodge, letting the torrent of magic wash over him.