Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"boom!"

Cassius waved his broad dragon wings, and the mountain-like body crashed onto the top of Corinth City, crushing the city wall heavily and causing the ground to tremble.

As a former military center in Fadland, the city wall of Corinth is exceptionally majestic and solid. It is built of rocks and obsidian and is tens of meters high. It can easily resist the invasion of hill giants and orcs.

But in front of this red dragon, which is more than fifty meters long, Collins' city wall looks particularly low, like a fragile toy.

"God."

"Amauna Tower."

A rustling sound rang out, and countless eyes looked up from bottom to top at this majestic red dragon, both inside and outside Collins City.

"Mom, that's"

"Shh, don't make a sound, don't look over there."

The adult blindfolded the curious boy's eyes and covered the mouth of the baby girl who was about to cry. He did not dare to make the slightest movement for fear of accidentally arousing the wrath of the giant dragon.

People's faces were filled with tension and fear. They were like criminals about to be tried, quietly waiting for their fate to be pronounced.

Fadlanders have never felt like this in hundreds of years.

They have always been victors in foreign conquests and defenders of justice. They never thought that one day they would become victims of war, hiding in their houses and shivering, not daring to speak out.

"Boom boom."

Cassius strolled at the top of the city, stepping on the city wall with his huge body, his posture was quite brisk. Every step he took would cause gravel to roll down, making the city wall make an overwhelming sound.

The sound was like the beating of people's heartbeats, making people inside and outside the city even more nervous. They held their breath and sweated profusely.

In the end, the red dragon jumped to the top of the city tower and trampled under its feet the spire of the sun god that symbolized the imperial power of Fadland.

Cassius lowered his head and looked around like a lion surveying the territory, and then slowly spoke: "In the name of Emperor Burning Ember, I hereby declare that from now on, North Issel belongs to the Burning Ember Empire!

And you, all of you who obey the management of the empire and accept the new order, can become subjects of the empire and be protected by the laws and armed forces of the Ember Empire! "

Cassius's voice was sonorous, powerful and resonant. It echoed in the messy city of Corinth and also echoed in this flat and open land.

This voice seems to have some mysterious magic power, making people feel convinced from the bottom of their hearts, as if this is the truth of the world - even if it comes from a terrifying red dragon.

The red dragon was entrenched on top of the city, slowly unfolding its dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun, casting a large shadow that enveloped many of the defenders and citizens of Collins City.

For some reason, being shrouded under these dragon wings, although people felt so scared that they trembled all over and swallowed hard, they also felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Some old people even recalled the scene a few decades ago, when the Fadland Empire occupied North IJssel with force like this and brought them prosperity and affluent life.

But now that Holy Fadlan is dead, why can't the Ember Empire become the master of this land?

But at this moment, the air inside and outside Collins City was stagnant, and no one dared to speak first at the risk of becoming a traitor to humanity.

In the houses in Collins City, people began to whisper and discuss their future in fear.

"It is said that the dragon's descendants will slaughter cities and eat women and children."

"Lord Walter said that the red dragon is a well-known sex demon who likes to transform into human form and carry out inhumane acts."

"Can they really keep us safe if we surrender?"

Cassius lowered his head and stared condescendingly at the people on the ground. Under the sunlight, a self-righteous smile appeared on the majestic dragon's face: "Humans, aren't you surrendering? Are you determined to fight with us? The empire is an enemy?

Being an enemy of the Burning Ember Empire will only lead to one outcome - like your poor Duke, he will lose his life, not even a complete body will be left, and will be reduced to ashes. "

Although the tone of the red dragon is particularly gentle, its content is shocking, revealing an unabashed threat, and the terrifying dragon's power has dropped, giving people extremely strong psychological pressure.

"Clang!"

The long sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The captain of the guard of Collins City fell to his knees on the ground, tears streaming down his face, his throat trembling and spasming: "I, I surrender!"

He buried his head deeply on the ground, as if he was afraid that the other party would not hear, and repeated with a choked voice: "Your Majesty Cassius, I surrender!" This time it was smoother.

People at this moment are like scattered sheep. Since there is the first "leader", there will naturally be the second and third ones, until all the lambs follow.

Suddenly, the crowd became restless.

The behavior of the captain of the guard seemed to open a floodgate, people's emotions poured out like a flood, and the last straw in their hearts was completely crushed.

"I surrender too!"

"As long as you can let go of my relatives, I am willing to do anything!"

"I am willing to follow His Majesty Cassius and become a member of the Ember Empire!"

"I do too. Fadland has been destroyed. Only the Ember Empire has the strength to protect North IJssel."

Earth-shattering cries and pleas suddenly broke out from the originally silent crowd. A large number of soldiers dropped their weapons and trembled and collapsed on the ground. Some people knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the red dragon.

On the battlefield of the Ember Empire, the soldiers also cheered. For a while, "Long live His Majesty Cassius!" "Long live the Empire!" the voices could not be heard, lingering over the North IJssel Plain for a long time.

Cassius looked around with satisfaction at the surrounding scene, stretched his neck towards the sky, raised his head high, and let out a loud roar.

Suddenly, the white dragons, bipedal flying dragons, and flame dragons in the sky, as well as the terrain dragon beasts, hill dragons, and multi-headed basilisks on the ground all raised their heads and let out neat dragon roars, and their voices drowned out all the surrounding noise.

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire world was shaken by the dragon's roar, and everything surrendered to the red dragon that was entrenched on the top of the city tower.

Everyone knows that this war is over. The Red Dragon Emperor from the north achieved an exceptionally brilliant victory and completely conquered North IJssel. As for the subsequent digestion and management of the territory, it is just a matter of time. .

In the distance, Archmage Zalan stared desperately at the red dragon on top of the city. The hand holding the staff dropped involuntarily. At this moment, his mood had sunk to the bottom.

"It's over, it's over, everything is over. The power of the Burning Emperor is far beyond the imagination of the City of Ten Thousand Laws." Zalan's eyes were lowered and his tone was bitter.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the coalition's position, interrupting Zalan's thinking.

"Evil dragon, I will never succumb to you!"

Karen waved her wings and flew out of the crowd in shining golden armor. He pointed the standard Sun God sword at the red dragon and shouted angrily: "I will succeed Lord Walter's belief and lead the army of North IJssel." People, fight to the death!"

"It's Master Karen"

"As expected of the Divine Marquis of Fadlan, he is truly courageous."

"Marquis Karen, I am willing to fight alongside you!"

The soldiers of the coalition army looked up at Karen's glorious back, and their expressions were suddenly moved, and a feeling of admiration arose in their hearts. Some of them reluctantly mustered up the courage to draw out their swords.

"Karen."

Zalan hesitated to speak. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to stop the other party's reckless behavior, but he was afraid of being targeted by the red dragon.

At this time, Karen was blinded by anger. The sorrow and regret for the death of his comrades, the indignation and dissatisfaction at the shameless surrender of his compatriots, and the hatred for the invaders were intertwined in his heart, making him completely lose his mind.

"Fadelan is eternal!"

With a loud shout, the god-born Marquis held a long sword, trailing golden light, and swooped towards the red dragon in the distance.

"idiot."

Cassius sneered and stared at the golden figure of the angel descendant indifferently: "In that case, I will help you and send you to reunite with Duke Walter!"

The red dragon slowly raised its claws, and the huge claws several meters long swung down from top to bottom, tearing the air instantly and hitting the angel god's body heavily.

"boom!"

Karen was hit by the giant claws of the red dragon and hit the city wall hard, sinking deeply into it, causing the masonry of the Collins city wall to collapse, dust flying, and a dull roar.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body was ravaged to a state of disgrace. His flesh and blood were mangled, his bones were broken, and even the wings on his back were twisted, making him look miserable.

Under the mighty power of the red dragon, even the legendary angel descendants and the Fadelan warriors who had fought in all directions seemed so vulnerable, like playthings.

Cassius was not in a hurry, he just looked down at the descendant of God with contempt, and said calmly: "You overestimate your capabilities, the Fadland Empire has long been destroyed, and even the Duke Walter you followed is dead. You still have What’s the reason to stick with it?”

Even so, Karen still did not give in, and even refused to lower his proud head.

Karen raised his bloody head, smiled ferociously, and said with his last strength: "Cassius, I curse you. One day, the empire you built will collapse -

And now, let you invaders and rebels feel the wrath of the sun! "

The angel god was crying and laughing, almost crazy, and a dazzling light surged from his chest, obviously trying to imitate Duke Walter and create a grand ending for himself.

"Ridiculous!" Cassius was already impatient. He suddenly stretched out his giant claw and penetrated Karen's chest with the sharp claw tip.

"Stab-"

Then, the red dragon skillfully picked out the source of the opponent's divine power, swallowed it into his belly under the gaze of countless eyes, and then raised his head with a smile.

"Have you seen this? This is the fate of those who overestimate their own capabilities." Cassius's voice seemed to be brisk because of the "extra meal."

Everyone looked at his feet involuntarily.

——I saw Karen's corpse embedded deeply into the city wall, and his chest was roughly cut open, revealing large pieces of flesh and internal organs, and golden-red blood flowing.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and some even shed tears, with panic on their faces.

In the past, the powerful and majestic descendants of the gods were displayed naked in front of everyone like prey, with no dignity or status at all.

"Quick, quick."

"It's too dangerous here. We must return to the City of Ten Thousand Laws."

In a corner of the coalition position, Archmage Zalan clenched his staff with sweaty hands and recited the incantation tremblingly.

Around him, the space gradually distorted and deformed, flickering with tiny magical auras, and the model of the teleportation spell was gradually being constructed.

On the tower of Collins, Cassius heard the voice of Rump from thousands of meters away.

"Master, those mages from the City of All Laws and the Arcane Hermitage are casting teleportation spells. There are more than a hundred of them, and they all want to escape from here.

Our large dimensional anchor is ready. Do you want to leave them all here?"

Cassius heard the excitement in Rump's tone, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

For the former ogre wizard, every spellcaster is a precious treasure. Not only can he get valuable spell knowledge from them, but he can also use their heads to decorate his necklace.

But now, there has been no new head on Rump's necklace for a long time. He seems to have changed this "barbaric" bad habit, but he is still obsessed with capturing mages.

Thinking of this, Cassius shook his head and chuckled, "Let's follow the old method, leaving half of the mages here and letting the other half go, so that they can spread the name of the Burning Empire."

"Yes, Master."

On the coalition position, many mages, including Zalan, successfully left Ethel, but some were locked in place and screamed in frustration.

The army of the Burning Empire was advancing steadily, and the steam tanks slowly drove across the land, leaving several deep ruts. They quickly took over the coalition soldiers who were already demoralized and dejected.

With Karen's death, the last episode also ended quietly, without even a splash of water. Everything was settled and a foregone conclusion.

Cassius waved his dragon wings again, raising a hot gust of wind, lifting his huge body into the air and climbing to a height of 10,000 meters.

He looked down at the scarred land, watched the army like ants, and frequently looked at the east and west sides of Aysir.

As the blessed land of the former Thracian Kingdom, North Aysir is bordered by the Black Stone Mountains and Ugo Grassland in the east, Silver Moon Bay in the west, and the Central Plains in the south. It is a veritable strategic location.

After the war, the Burning Empire has completely established a foothold in the continent of Feansor. The empire can use North Aysir as a base and expand to the surrounding areas at will.

Thinking of this, Cassius's light golden pupils once again revealed endless greed and ambition. (End of this chapter)