Rock Dragon

Deep within the gloomy mine, the original lead-gray and earthen hues had been covered in a layer of crimson.

Scalding dragon blood gently wrapped around the white crystals and magicstone ore, swallowing and fusing them. A vigorous, powerful dragon heart beat within that blood-red world, pumping out more dragon blood with every contraction.

It was hard to imagine that this dragon blood, so destructive and even more terrifying than lava, did not produce a violent explosion upon coming into contact with the white crystals and magicstone. Instead, they blended together as seamlessly as milk and water.

Countless channels through which dragon blood flowed resembled the mine's veins, linking every corner to that dragon heart.

The process sounded simple, but to Lothar, it had been as long as a century.

His original plan had been simple. Since his True Dragon Body had been temporarily sealed, he might as well abandon it and use volcanic divinity as the foundation to forge a dragon god's body, with the entirety of Mount New Basilicata as its divine domain.

The idea sounded mad, but with his prior experience, Lothar handled it with the ease of a well-worn path and quickly reached the critical stage.

But at that moment, he encountered his greatest obstacle.

This mountain, which contained countless white crystals and magicstone veins, had actually developed a trace of its own will. Though still immature, its immense scale after the passage of countless years was easy to imagine.

The instant his soul came into contact with the mountain spirit's consciousness—

Before Lothar's eyes flashed scenes from ancient times: a nomadic Aztec people settled here and offered a massive human sacrifice.

Then, towering pyramids rose from the ground. Aztec warriors wielding obsidian axes and clad in jaguar skins executed prisoners of war one after another, while