Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

This concludes the investiture ceremony.

Cassius did not hide the news, but made it so loud that people would not know about it.

Paper flyers were flying like snowflakes, and this grand event was spread throughout Anzeta by the wyverns.

People's reactions to this varied. The nobles in the North were terrified, fearing that this newly awakened red dragon would cause a disaster that would shake their rule. They were also worried that this incredible system would create a terrifying war machine.

But many civilians also had other thoughts in their minds. They fled to the Ember Kingdom, hoping to seize power and seek the lifespan and power of the legendary dragon.

But in any case, Cassius' goal was achieved.

He doesn't care that such behavior will cause the countries in the North to prepare in advance. What he cares about is sowing fire in people's hearts so that the new order can be built more quickly after the war.

Cassius lay on the Iron Throne, stretching his wings slightly. Two rows of white smoke came out of the air holes on his neck. The still hot dragon crystal on his chest quickly cooled down and gradually dimmed.

"Three years, it's been three years."

"In the last year, the collapse of Holy Fadland will occur, and 50,000 public beta players will descend on Anze Tower."

"At that time, I will establish a new order in the Anzeta Wilderness and unify the entire Northland."

Cassius stared into the distance and muttered to himself.

In the mountains of Anstica.

Alger rode the dragon-veined giant eagle and quickly flew out of the portal.

It was another routine patrol mission. He had patrolled here many times in the past three years, and he already knew the landscape around the portal very well.

But the Anstika mountains are far more vast than he imagined. Even after spending such a long time, there are still many areas that have not been explored, waiting for his exploration.

Alger took out a parchment scroll from the backpack on the side of the giant eagle. Both ends of the scroll were inlaid with burning emblems. After unfolding, a map image composed of magic particles appeared on it, with various mountains and rivers clearly visible, and shimmering with tiny spiritual lights, and that special light spot was Alger's location.

This is a map specially prepared by the kingdom for Alger to record the areas he has explored, and most of this map is already filled.

In fact, this map is just a trial version. In the future, the Kingdom will officially mass-produce a more complete version, and even a gem-encrusted collector's version, which will be sold to players at very high prices. This is a story later.

"No trace of the devil was found in Area 327."

Alger tapped on that area, and a horizontal line automatically appeared on it, representing the completion of the exploration. He had explored hundreds of areas in the past three years.

"Next is Area 328."

"Eagle."

Alger patted the giant eagle's neck, and the giant eagle immediately understood. He tightened his wings and crossed the mountains at extremely fast speeds.

After experiencing the second bloodline gift, Alger felt that both himself and the giant eagle had greatly improved in strength. Sharp teeth sprouted from the beak of the giant eagle, gradually losing its birdlike appearance and growing into a head like a dragon, and he himself could even breathe out scorching flames.

In just a moment, the giant eagle passed through several mountain peaks and arrived at area 328 marked on the map.

The mountains in the distance rise and fall like the uneven teeth of a giant dragon.

Barren, desolate.

This was Alger's only view of the mountains of Anstica.

The highest altitude of these mountains can reach more than 5,000 meters, which separates the Anzeta Wilderness from the south and blocks the cold airflow from the north. Those mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles are covered with heavy snow all year round. Black rocks occasionally appear in summer.

No one would attempt to climb over these mountains. Even the birds migrating south would not choose to pass through here. Even the strongest and toughest warriors would often enter through narrow valley passes.

If the giant eagle had not experienced the gift of dragon vein, Alger would never dare to rush into this restricted area of ​​life.

"call--"

The north wind was howling, and the biting wind made Alger sneeze with the smell of sulfur.

But his sharp, red-horned ears twitched slightly.

Alger leaned down slightly and whispered:

"Eager, did you hear that?"

"It's something more than just the wind."

Yes, it was not just the sound of wind, but also mixed with shrill wails and heavy whispers.

He finally found the devil's call.

But this may be something else. During the exploration, Alger has killed many monsters hidden in the mountains, including jackals deep in the mountains, giant evil snowmen sleeping in ice caves, and even some monsters hiding in the mountains. Polar drake in the snow.

Alger didn't speak anymore. He used his keen hearing to find the source of the sound, and simply used his body to control the direction of the giant eagle's flight.

He found that the "Searching for Demons" scroll on his body was glowing slightly, showing a bloody light.

Maybe he really found it.

Alger clamped his legs and swooped down with the giant eagle.

Sure enough, several black figures appeared in the sky in the distance, and Alger immediately chased after them.

You can only see it clearly after flying dozens of meters away - the appearance of those monsters is a mixture of vultures and humanoids, with twisted beast bodies and a pair of wide wings that constantly exude a foul smell, and they emit a woman's wail. A shrieking sound.

Alger looked solemn and frowned slightly.

"It's the vlogger."

Through the classics within the kingdom, he already knew some basic races of demons. For example, these vulture-like guys like to gnaw on humanoid creatures and often shock their targets with deafening screams.

The giant eagle was higher up, and the vrocks, who seemed to be in a hurry, hadn't noticed him yet.

"Follow them."

Alger gave instructions silently.

The giant eagle always maintains a stable speed and follows at a high altitude from a distance.

Finally, those vlo demons entered a huge cave.

As dusty snowflakes flew, the giant dragon-veined eagle landed in front of the deep cave. Even with the howling wind, Alger could still clearly hear the whispers and plaintive howls coming from the depths of the cave.

"This is it."

Alger drew out the ever-burning sword from his back and held it tightly in his hand.

The blade suddenly burst into flames, illuminating the surrounding area, allowing him to barely see the way ahead.

Demons carry with them the corrupting contagion of the Abyss itself. Their mere existence is enough to make the world worse. The cave is full of large and small pits, filled with filthy ichor, and filled with a stench that never dissipates.

The scroll beside him shone with an increasingly intense light, like blood dancing wildly, but Alger didn't feel much joy in finding the mission target. He knew very well what kind of terrifying creature the devil was. If he wasn't careful, He might be buried here.

Even the body of the dragon-veined giant eagle trembled slightly, showing a trace of resistance.