Advancement and the Call

As the space fluctuated violently, a huge, illusory red figure appeared in the spot, then gradually solidified, and finally transformed back into Red Dragon.

Keosius looked around at the environment, which had turned into a white wasteland and was burning with Abyss fire.

"Self-Immolation Explosion..."

"Its power is quite considerable."

Although he had a relatively easy time in this battle, this was partly due to the fact that his abilities were countered.

If the Red Dragon doesn't intervene personally, this Balor could destroy half of the Embers of the Burned Kingdom on its own. At least for now, none of the kingdom's high-ranking officials have been able to withstand this demon. Even Lang Pu could only barely hold on. This is the powerful force from the Abyss.

When the Abyss sends its true high-level forces to restrain him, even if the current Embers of the Burned Kingdom forces Contend Against to win a hard-fought victory against the Abyssal Devil Legion, they will pay a heavy price.

Fortunately, he destroyed the demon lair that Koman had been developing for years in one fell swoop, and the legion of thousands of demons was also destroyed. At least for the short period of time before the Abyss Teleportation Gate was opened, they would find it difficult to gather such a powerful force.

Keosius looked at the panel again, and then many more messages appeared.

[You killed the [Bargura Devil], gaining 1800 XP][You killed the [Vrock], gaining 2300 XP][You killed the [Glabrezu], gaining 5000 XP][You killed the [Glabrezu].][You killed the [Newborn Balor - Koman (Challenge Rating: 18)], gaining 20000 XP] "Three years have passed, and I've finally accumulated enough experience to level up."

"Keosius exclaimed."

As a special template, besides absorbing energy from killing enemies, he could also gradually accumulate that peculiar energy during his slumber. After three years of continuous accumulation, coupled with the victory in destroying the demon legion, he was finally able to step into a new rank.

[You choose to upgrade [True Dragon Sorcerer] to level 13][Due to the innate spellcasting ability of dragons, your current Caster Level is: 18] However, level 13 is more like a transitional stage for professionals, without producing any qualitative changes. It only allows you to acquire some additional spells, and Keosius can only pray to the God of Fate to retrieve some decent spells from the inheritance.

Fortunately, he has never been unlucky.

[You gain additional Dragon Spell Mind Labyrinth: Mind of the Mind Labyrinth and Treasure Ward]

8th Ring Enchantment Spell [Mind Affect]

Duration: Until consumed

Your eyes narrow to slits, while a foul-smelling black energy floats above your head, sucking up light and the scattered thoughts of others.

You have twisted your mind into a magical labyrinth, capable of bewildering unsuspecting spellcasters. If an enemy casts a mind-affecting spell or ability on you, the labyrinthine layout of your consciousness will confuse them.

"Mind Labyrinth"

Keosius's expression showed a hint of surprise.

He has always lacked this type of control magic, and often needs to rely on [Tiamat's Terrifying Illusion] to restrain enemies in battle.

However, this was not without its price. Although this power did not come from Tiamat's grace, the more frequently he used this divine magic, the stronger the invisible "bond" between him and Tiamat became. In the end, it might even forcibly bind him to the chariot of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen, which was something Keosius absolutely did not want to see.

Now, having inherited the Dragon Clan's Mind Spell, and even at the eighth level, it can be said that he has filled another gap in his skills, making him more composed in battle.

Treasure Ward ward

Four-ring School of Abjuration

This spell affects a continuous pile of treasure within its area of effect. If any item is removed from the pile, its owner will feel nauseous and vomit unless their body is strong enough to withstand it.

The nauseating creature must discard the mentioned item, otherwise the effect will intensify and it will be unable to move. Note that every 10 Gold Coin of treasure is considered an "item".

"Chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away."

"But it's better than nothing."

This is Keosius's assessment of the Treasure Ward.

This spell is clearly the work of the dragons, vividly demonstrating their greedy and stingy nature, as they actually designed this spell specifically to protect their treasures.

However, in Keosius's view, this was more like a product of the dragon's neurotic anxiety about the treasure—after all, beings capable of stealing his treasure were unlikely to be affected by such magic, while weak beings that would be affected would be captured by the watchful Wyvern and Tiefling Guard before they even saw his treasure vault.

This can be effective against those thieves who are skilled in stealth but are physically weak and specialize in one area.

A massive flow of information containing two spells flooded into Keosius's mind, but he was already very familiar with this feeling.

His Caster Level of 18 allowed him to easily comprehend everything related to Eighth Circle Spell, since his will's access to the Weave had already reached the Ninth Layer.

Keosius finally opened his eyes, turned his attention back to the mess around him.

The demons left behind few physical remains; after their deaths, their chaotic essence returned to the Abyss, and their essence transformed into new demons.

The former demon's lair had been reduced to scorched earth by the Balor's final Self-Immolation Explosion. Most of the mountain was obliterated by the terrifying blast, and the cratered caverns were filled with burning Abyss fire. The passage leading to the depths of the caverns was buried by collapsed rocks.

"So where does Koman's power actually come from?"

Keosius stared at the abandoned cave, his eyes narrowing slightly, a hint of doubt in his pale golden pupils.

"He is just a young Frost Giant, and it is impossible for him to have grown to this level in three years on his own."

"And the former Keosius, as Wyrmling who lost the protection of his mother, could never have grown into the ' Fury of the Mountains ' that made the the North tremble in just ten short years, which is only a nap for dragons, without the intervention of external forces."

"There is likely an Abyss Lord behind them."

That's what Keosius thought.

He slightly opened his jaw and exhaled a scorching Fire Breath. The flames easily melted and pierced through the piled-up rocks, revealing the dark and deep passage once again.

Suddenly, the Red Dragon's ruffled ears twitched, and its forehead, with its protruding bony spurs, wrinkled slightly.

He seemed to hear some kind of call.

Yes, a call.

It wasn't through material transmission, but rather from a higher spiritual level, that it influenced and connected with his consciousness. This made Keosius extremely wary, and he subconsciously built a fortress around his mind.

But the deep voice still came from the void, seemingly penetrating everywhere.

"Bring it on."

"You will come here and embrace the Abyss."