Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon’s Might
Chapter 335 - 330: The Next One

Chapter 335: Chapter 330: The Next One

Metal Dragons were created by Bahamut, Colorful Dragons by Tiamat, but no one knows who created Dragon Turtles, or more importantly, why they were created.

No matter the origin, Dragon Turtles undoubtedly belong to the dragon family. As dragons, their vitality is particularly tenacious, but no matter how tough they are, dealing with the bindings and electric shocks of the legendary beast Kraken would be a difficult feat.

Seeing that the Dragon Turtle was near death, Leon regretfully let it go. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Fiora and, on impulse, silently extended a tentacle toward her. His tentacle was too massive to ignore, though. Fiora glanced at it once, then lightly kicked backward to distance herself, leaving him unsuccessful in his attempt.

"I saw that," Fiora questioned him. "What were you planning to do?"

Leon did not answer Fiora; he had no way to respond to her. He turned and swam toward the Sahuagin city, where a vast number of fishmen filled the view. Suddenly, he remembered he hadn’t used the Soul Summoning Mantra in a long time. The mantra was merciless in dealing with weaker beings—simply reciting it once would cause the Sahuagin to either commit suicide or slaughter each other, leaving few survivors.

That said, Leon hadn’t gone through all this trouble for a massacre—he wanted the Sahuagin to submit to him. But first, he needed to subject them to something harsh; only through experiencing darkness would they truly understand the value of light. Controlling himself, he refrained from using the Soul Summoning Mantra and instead extended a tentacle to crush a Sahuagin Fishman Warrior into a mist of blood. Then, he coiled his tentacle around a small Sahuagin house and squeezed it until it exploded.

Leon slaughtered and rampaged his way to the heart of the Sahuagin city, where he found an exquisitely crafted statue of Shark God Sekoula. The sculpture depicted a shark twisting in the water, its bloodthirsty mouth wide open. Leon hesitated for a moment but didn’t destroy the statue—instead, he took the gold and silver items and ceremonial tools placed around it.

Suddenly, in the dark, a group of red-eyed Shell Sharks covered in shells and coral materialized and began attacking Leon frantically.

Due to their sheer numbers and remarkable swimming speed, even Leon, transformed into the Kraken, couldn’t immediately find a solution. After brief contemplation, he expelled a cloud of ink that enveloped the surrounding water. Then he unleashed a powerful electrical surge, quickly rendering countless Shell Sharks belly-up.

After annihilating the Shell Sharks, Leon looked back at the statue of Shark God Sekoula with a thoughtful expression. He didn’t know whether the statue was harboring some sort of power, but after a moment of hesitation, he coiled his tentacle around the stone shark’s tail and smashed it to pieces.

With his current strength, there was no need to fear gods as much as he once had. He refused to act timidly and bound by restrictions. At least on the Material Plane, gods should be careful not to incite any misunderstandings with him.

Destroying the statue of Shark God Sekoula filled Leon with an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. He even started looking forward to the emergence of a giant white shark somewhere. Sekoula’s incarnations often took the form of a white shark.

But instead of a giant white shark, there were only Sahuagin driven into a frenzy after seeing their deity’s statue smashed. Currently transformed into the Kraken, Leon couldn’t use his fierce and imposing demeanor, but the thunderous voice of the Kraken was still enough to instill terror in enemies.

The Sahuagin Coral Breakers, the strongest among the fishmen’s forces, had bodies powerful enough to overcome water resistance, wielding large hammers with enough force to demolish both buildings and enemies alike.

The Sahuagin Great Sword Masters were quite formidable too; under fortunate circumstances, their Wave-breaking Swords could even inflict a wound on Leon’s tentacles. If there were a group of such sword masters, even Leon would need to temporarily retreat. Unfortunately, their numbers were scarce—any Sahuagin Great Sword Master held at least a mid-level officer position.

Leon swung his electrified tentacles, not needing pinpoint accuracy to harm the Sahuagin. Just brushing past them was enough to cause fatal injuries. Soon, their bodies floated downward like falling leaves, aided by the buoyancy of the water.

By the time Leon snapped out of his rampage, half of the Sahuagin city had turned to rubble. Glancing around, he saw many surviving Sahuagin hiding far away, observing the destruction. Though they believed in Shark God Sekoula, their faith wasn’t strong enough to prioritize over their lives.

Leon finally stopped the destruction and extended a tentacle to point at a Sahuagin Great Sword Master. When the fishman cautiously approached, Leon transformed from the Kraken back into the Red Dragon, completely free from any bloodstains, and asked, "Can you speak the Universal Language?"

Whales are enormous creatures that require immense amounts of oxygen every minute. However, a single breath enables them to hold their breath underwater for hours without issue. Their capacity for storing oxygen is thanks to the significantly higher concentrations of hemoglobin and myoglobin in their bodies compared to humans.

As a Red Dragon, Leon couldn’t breathe underwater, but his oxygen intake efficiency and storage capabilities were even greater than a whale’s. Holding his breath for several minutes posed no problem, and maintaining his dragon form did not hinder his activities.

"A little," the Sahuagin Great Sword Master stammered.

"From now on, you’ll manage them. Stay honest and don’t think about playing both sides," Leon ordered. He believed the fishman wouldn’t refuse. "By the way, bring some people to help me pack up my gold and silver treasures—I’m taking them with me."

Having dismissed the Sahuagin Great Sword Master, Leon swam back to the Dragon Turtle. In truth, he thought more highly of the turtle. He said, "You allied with those Sahuagin against me. I ought to kill you... I’ve never tried Dragon Turtle meat before—I wonder how it tastes?"

The Dragon Turtle was wise enough to understand that the brutal Red Dragon hadn’t killed him earlier and probably wouldn’t kill him now. He cooperated, saying, "It’s not tasty—tough and stringy."

"You can escape death, but not punishment," Leon declared. "Convince me why I should spare you."

"I have a lot of money—I can offer it all to you, Lord Leon," the Dragon Turtle responded, feeling a pang of regret.

Leon, now wealthy, paid little attention to the adult Dragon Turtle’s hoard, which was worth at most a few thousand gold coins. He said, "A hundred thousand gold coins, or work for me for a hundred years. Choose one."

"What kind of work?" the Dragon Turtle asked.

Leon bared his teeth threateningly. "Are you trying to bargain?"

"Not at all," the Dragon Turtle replied, shrinking its neck apologetically.

"You’ve been to my Volcanic Island, haven’t you? You know how to get there, right?" Leon said. "Head to the Volcanic Island now and find the Green Dragon—she’ll arrange your tasks."

The Dragon Turtle nodded and swam away.

Leon spent half a day in the Sahuagin city, gathering box after box of gold and silver treasures before leaving. He even gave one box to Fiora and asked her, "Where shall we go now? Since you could locate this gathering point of Sahuagin, I assume you also know the gathering spots for Sea Elves or Triton Fishmen?"

After the recent events, Sahuagin elsewhere wouldn’t dare defy him. He had effectively subdued them, but the vast ocean held more than just the Sahuagin forces... Though he didn’t care much about other places, no opposition would be tolerated in the Flash Sea.

Fiora hesitated. She didn’t mind leading Leon to find malevolent Sahuagin, but she was reluctant to accompany him to locate benevolent Sea Elves or righteous Triton Fishmen. "I don’t know their gathering points," she said.

"The Sahuagin should be aware," Leon replied. "I’ll have them lead the way."

"I just remembered," Fiora quickly said.

Leon snorted dismissively.

Fiora felt compelled to take some action.