Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

A series of sonic booms were heard, and thunderous roars also sounded in the sky.

"Foolish northerners!"

"Since you are so arrogant to start a war--"

Casius spread his wide wings and swooped down from the sky. The dragon crystal on his chest surged with hot energy and burst into dazzling light.

"Then I will give you the most thorough destruction!"

"Boom!"

As his voice fell, the sound of air bursting sounded, and a white pillar of fire spewed out of his bloody mouth.

The indestructible ice barrier first appeared spider-web-like cracks, followed by thick smoke. It suddenly shattered with a crisp "crash" sound and completely fell apart.

"Long live the King of Burning Ashes!"

"Long live the great red dragon!"

"This is the master's god-like power!"

"No, the master has surpassed the gods! He is a greater existence!"

"Your Majesty! We are invincible!"

The soldiers of the Burning Ashes Kingdom were immediately excited. Whether they were tieflings, hobgoblins or ogres, they all raised their weapons and cheered with extreme excitement, as if they had witnessed the arrival of their gods with their own eyes.

The extremely excited ogre artillery even fired several times, creating a fireworks-like movement in the air, and letting the huge shells fall into the deserted wasteland.

But the commander of the ogre artillery corps ignored him because he was equally excited. The huge ogre waved the military flag in his hand and jumped, making the ground under his feet overwhelmed.

"Roar--"

The red dragon slowly flapped its wings in the air, making a long roar that shook Anzeta.

He didn't say much.

He just looked down at everything on the ground.

As his roar shook the wilderness, and as he flapped his wings again and again, creating a majestic gust of wind, the climate behind him also changed dramatically.

The temperature rose sharply, the air became restless, and the orange-red clouds spread rapidly on the skyline, dyeing most of the sky red in an instant.

And the river surface was rising with mist, and the ice in the turbulent flow melted instantly.

[Control Weather]

This is the domain of the red dragon.

Wherever he appears, the surroundings must be like hell.

Under the terrible dragon power that oppressed the whole scene, countless pairs of fearful eyes were cast from bottom to top at this majestic dragon.

Although there were many raging dragons in the history of the North, most of them were white dragons, and dragons of this size had never appeared before - dragons of this size were extremely rare in any plane.

Although they had witnessed it in the magic image, they still felt extremely shocked and terrified when they saw this terrifying dragon with their own eyes.

The nobles of the North did not even think of making an enemy of him.

This red dragon is more like a great force caused by the laws of nature, just like the terrible natural disasters such as earthquakes, avalanches, and hurricanes, which cannot be resisted by human power at all.

"Tempus, how can such a thing exist?"

"How could this happen?"

"He, he has become more powerful."

Viscount Luton muttered in disbelief, and his silk trousers were already wet. But under the pressure, no one would notice these details.

"No"

Even Archduke Leo stood there like a wooden sculpture, he raised his head slightly, and his hand holding the sword trembled constantly.

He no longer needed to pull out this [Lion Honor Sword] - because there was no need at all.

In front of this giant dragon that reached the limit of the main material world, any creature below the legendary level was like an ant, and would only be crushed by the giant dragon.

Now, his only hope lies in that existence, and of course, a little bit in his back hand.

Archduke Leo raised his head nervously.

"Roar--"

Another dragon roar sounded, but this time it came from the Alliance.

"I came to carry out the will of the Lord of the North Wind. I am the defender of the dragon order."

"I am the guardian of the world's balance."

"The observer of material creatures."

The whispers of surging magic power echoed in the vast wilderness.

Above the alliance's army.

Under the azure sky, a huge ancient silver dragon slowly waved its wings, creating a strong wind that lifted the rolling clouds and mist, revealing its figure completely - it was the "Silver Wing" Osedro.

His huge body was thirty meters long, with his head held high. A pair of dragon eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see through everything in the world.

The surrounding air seemed to be infected by his breath, and even the magic net was rippled, becoming solemn and dignified.

A powerful aura that was no less powerful than that of the red dragon instantly spread, but it was more orderly and more inclined to be awe-inspiring - rather than fearful.

Dragons themselves are creatures with magical essences. The ancient dragons have been casting spells for many years, making their dragon power also emit strong magical fluctuations.

As for the legendary magic-loving dragon like Oszedro, its dragon power is so dense that it seems to be substantial. Every move is like the Chosen One of Mystra, making it hard for people not to have the urge to worship it.

Under the attention of countless people on the battlefield, the body of the silver dragon shone brightly in the sun, like a mountain made of silver, standing above the pure white clouds.

Every move of the ancient silver dragon is full of power and grace.

As he flew, the biting cold wind howled, mixed with icy snowflakes, and also brought hazy white ice mist, turning half of the sky into a vast white world, and making the coalition soldiers shrouded in it Shivering.

It’s actually [controlling the weather]

This is the innate spell of the silver dragon. Any silver dragon who has reached a certain age can cast it, let alone Oszedro.

For a time, the entire world was divided into two distinct red and white halves.

One half is a red purgatory that is hot and restless, with fire clouds everywhere, and the other half is a bone-chilling white world shrouded in ice, wind, snow and fog.

The battle between the red dragon and the silver dragon has not yet begun, and they are still in the stage of testing each other. However, the environment has been completely changed by the terrifying power of both sides, and it will not be possible to restore it to its original state within a few years.

“O Gods—

"Have I returned to the Second Age? This level of fighting."

Viscount Luton couldn't help shivering. The biting cold wind made him tremble all over, and even his soaked trousers were frozen stiff.

Leo Bosque's face was also filled with gloom, and he looked up at the sky with a heavy expression.

"Such a monster"

His lips trembled and he muttered.

Yes, in front of this kind of power, whether it is overwhelming power or noble status, it seems meaningless. All his schemes, efforts, and struggles seemed like pathetic jokes.

These two giant dragons can easily destroy his country and destroy the foundation accumulated by the Bosque family for thousands of years and generations.

What is particularly ridiculous is that as the person most affected by the outcome of this war, as the leader who tied his family and country to this war.

Whether Archduke Leo can survive this "red dragon disaster" does not depend on himself, but on whether the silver dragon who dismisses him can win.

"if……"

"If it weren't for this red dragon, the rule of the North would have lasted for thousands of years!"

"How could such a monster exist in the world?"

Even Grand Duke Leo himself didn't notice that his expression became more ferocious, and there was a strong hatred suppressed in his eyes.

He remembered Silver Dragon's contemptuous words and his humble posture again.

At this moment, Leo Bosque hopes that all extraordinary beings that can hinder his rule and pose a threat to him will disappear from this world, including the sanctimonious and glamorous silver dragon.