Under the Red Dragon

"The Dragon Team's match is about to begin, esteemed guests! Today's match features the Centaur Team against the Ogre Team. It's going to be a very exciting game! A ticket is only ten copper coins. This is the intense game that dragons played to train their bodies when they were young! Don't miss it!"

The elderly doorman, missing a tooth, waved a stack of tickets in his hand, energetically shouting at passersby near the Dragon Arena.

His promotion genuinely piqued the interest of many people, especially those barbarian warriors who admired bravery. Soon, several adventurer teams composed of barbarians came up, took out the few copper coins left in their pockets, gave them to the old man, and bought tickets to go inside.

This newly opened Dragon Arena had sparse crowds, with only a few scattered spectators, but the variety of races was surprisingly diverse.

Not only were there ogres, centaurs, kobolds, and goblins, races that were already frequently active within the Dragon Territory, but there were also some elves and orcs in this arena.

There were also some creatures who concealed their original forms, using polymorph or illusion magic to transform into elves or human nobles.

A skilled barbarian totem warrior keenly smelled the scent of dragons and the abyss on them, which meant that the other party was likely a dragon or a demonic creature from the abyss.

However, these barbarian warriors were not afraid. Barbarian warriors themselves are a race that advances through combat. The more battles they experience, the easier it is for barbarians to become powerful.

Moreover, these barbarian warriors had already offered the path of totem cultivation to the dragons who ruled this place, and had registered their names with the magistrate of the Golden City, pledging allegiance to the Dragon Territory. They were already on our side.

In this land, these barbarian warriors already had a backing, no longer the wandering race hunted and captured by various human kingdoms in the past.

A group of barbarian warriors took their seats, feeling confident for the first time in their hearts, raising their heads and looking around triumphantly, without the slightest bit of timidity.

Soon, the ogre team and the centaur team stood in the center of the arena, with an oval ball in the middle. This was the team presentation and introduction before the match began.

But the spectators' gazes were not on the two competing teams, but on those green-skinned goblins who suddenly scurried out, wearing large plates on their heads.

These green-skinned goblins, in teams of two, walked around the spectators with wooden trays on their heads, one hawking the Dragon Territory's specialty snacks and refreshments.

The other shouted loudly: "Esteemed guests, you can place your bets! Bet on who loses or who wins, it all depends on the guests' judgment. Bet on who scores first, it all depends on your luck! Buy now, settle now, the dragon guarantees, no delays!"

Many spectators were tempted, asking about the odds and other questions.

These specially selected green-skinned goblins were clever, nimble, and patient, answering each question one by one. Soon, the empty trays were filled with glittering gold and silver coins.

The barbarian warriors were also tempted. The few copper coins they had left were used to buy tickets, and all they had on them were the rewards they had received, one gold coin after another.

These shiny gold coins gave the barbarians confidence. One by one, they pulled out a few gold coins from their pockets, shouting loudly: "Hey, green-skinned dwarves, come here! We're betting on the ogres to win. These ogres look very strong with their muscles, I think we're going to get rich."

The green-skinned goblin trotted over to these wealth-bearing patrons with a tray, quickly uttering a long string of compliments to flatter these rude barbarians.

The group of barbarian warriors were amused by the green-skinned goblin. One barbarian, quite generously, took out another gold coin from his pocket and threw it on the tray, laughing loudly: "I think you speak quite nicely, this is my reward for you."

The process of the game satisfied these barbarian warriors. The collision of muscles between the centaurs and ogres made them very excited.

But the result of the game made these barbarian warriors very sad. They left the arena crestfallen, no longer seeing the arrogance they had when they first entered.

"Why don't I go ask that LordFa, whether we can directly pledge allegiance to the dragon tonight? It is said that after pledging allegiance to the dragon, they even provide food and lodging." One barbarian warrior looked worriedly at the leader of this group, the powerful warrior covered in various totem patterns, the Totem Berserker.

Totem BerserkerJibu shook his dirty hair on his head and said quite boldly: "Go what go, I,Jibu, can't afford to lose face. We agreed to hold the allegiance ceremony in three days, and it will be in three days. Isn't it just sleeping on the ground? Have we slept less in the wilderness and jungle?"

Jibu kicked the worried warrior on the butt and laughed loudly: "Go, find me a doorway that is not blown by the wind. Tonight our camp will be entrusted to you."

A tall and sturdy orc, leading several burly orcish warriors, passed by these barbarians, a thoughtful look rising on his ugly face.

"Judging from the situation in this Golden City, these dragons' territories are about to have the beginnings of a country," the tall orc frowned, speaking in the orcish language in a low voice to his guards.

"LordFati, I'm afraid the mission of the Orc Elder Council will be difficult to complete. A ruler of a dragon kingdom, what kind of price would need to be paid to buy them off?"

A middle-aged fox person also replied in a low voice in orcish. Although these fox people are not strong in combat, comparable to kobold warriors,

But the intelligence of the fox people is acknowledged by all orcs, so many nobles in the orc kingdoms like to keep some fox people around them as external brains.

"Hehe, those old guys don't even think about it, actually fantasizing about owning a territory belonging to the Orc Kingdom next to the dragon's territory. How much would that cost? From my observation of these dragons, they will not allow a force that can threaten the Dragon Territory to exist beside them."

Orc noble Fati's(法提: Fati) face revealed a sneer, the protruding buck teeth particularly ugly.

"Yes, if you want to pick fruit, you should guard it next to the fruit tree when it is planted. If you want to pick it when the fruit is ripe, you have to defeat the fruit's guardian," the middle-aged fox person sighed.

"Hmph, those stupid old guys were unwilling to contribute when this place was still a wasteland, greedy for the original prosperity and wealth, and now they want to plunder it when it starts to prosper. As a base for the orcs to return to the main continent, it's not that easy,"

OrcFati sneered, "Those dragons are not fools, dragons who can build a civilization on the wasteland, don't think of them as too stupid."

The group walked and talked, but the sound did not leak out.

Many greeting merchants and passing pedestrians only saw these strange orcs' lips moving slightly, as if they were chewing on the dried meat that was a specialty of the Dragon Territory.

Now the first batch of grain in the Dragon Territory has been harvested, which can supplement the original shortage of grain in the dragon group, and there is a lot of surplus.

So the meat of those wild beasts in the Dragon Territory is not as tight as it was a few years ago, and has become abundant. Many hunters can only sell the wild beasts they hunt to merchants to make into dried meat.

Under the laws of the Dragon Territory, shortages in quantity will be severely punished, so these merchants are full measure, pounding and drying those particularly solid beast meats into dried meat.

No one distinguishes what kind of beast's meat this dried meat is, maybe it's just ordinary beasts, maybe it's the meat of fierce species, it just depends on the price.

But without exception, just a small piece of dried meat is enough for ordinary people to chew all morning, and it has already become one of the popular snacks in the Dragon Territory.

Orc nobleFati also walked past the newly built Dragon Library, watching many dragon dependents busily carrying boxes of books to the tall and wide library, and couldn't help but admire the dragons' spirit.

This Dragon Library not only has most of the historical and cultural knowledge copied and purchased from human nobles, but also reportedly has books engraved with common sense about magic and magical tricks.

As long as you have a Dragon Territory resident identity badge, you can enter the library with your identity badge to browse these books, but you cannot take them out.

Whether you are a noble or a commoner, everyone is equal in the face of knowledge, and all races are equally equal.

OrcFati is very clear about the benefits this measure will bring to the Dragon Territory. Once the reputation of valuing knowledge and culture spreads, the Dragon Territory will inevitably receive many invisible supporters in the future.

Although OrcFati doesn't know the rather high-end term of condensing a common civilization consciousness, he can clearly understand the benefits of this move.

"Perhaps the longer the time drags on, the fewer opportunities our Orc Kingdom will have,"Fati stood in front of this still relatively deserted library, there were not many people borrowing books yet, most of them were dragon dependents busy.

"Perhaps we should start with the dragons themselves. The dragons who rule the territory are a dragon group, not a single dragon. The five-colored dragons cannot work together wholeheartedly. We can start with a certain dragon and divide them, so that we have some opportunities."

The middle-aged fox person's slender eyes flickered with wisdom. The race known for its cunning seemed to have quite a few tricks.

OrcFati nodded, and the group walked and stopped, eventually stopping in front of a building similar to a tavern.

Two cute pixie elves wearing rubber fruit hats fluttered their wings in front of the gate of this tavern called the Myriad World Tavern, two dazzling fairy dust trails scattering little sparkles in the air behind them.

They shouted loudly: "Woohoo, want to play a game of Myriad World Card? Everyone come and play, Myriad World Card has new special cards, it's a powerful character!"

But the loud shouts of the two cute pixie elves were drowned out by the sounds coming from the tavern. Cheerful shouts came out from inside, the atmosphere was lively.

Myriad World Card, as the name suggests, is a card game that encompasses thousands of races. This is the name given by Pixie ElfRaven.

At the request of Copper DragonAlfred, Pixie ElfRaven took the position of Deputy Minister of the Cultural Propaganda Department and brought out the game that Caron(卡隆)'invented' as one of the Dragon Territory's characteristic cultural promotions.

The ordinary card types of Myriad World Card are not rare in material, only made of ordinary tough playing cards, with the dragon logo engraved on the corners, representing the Dragon Territory's production.

The dragons are not worried about this game being imitated, or rather, they hope that this game will be imitated and spread.

Only special cards will be made of special materials. For example, cards representing dragons are made of dragon scales, cards representing elves are made of leaves from war ancient trees, and if they are powerful elf characters, they will also be made of leaves from the Tree of Life.

In addition, Pixie ElfRaven also recruited a group of idle pixie elves at home, specializing in using these pixie elves' fairy dust in conjunction with the magical images engraved on special cards, so that these special cards will show their images, sounds, and actions when attacking.

Due to the vigorous promotion of Little ElfRaven and Copper DragonAlfred, coupled with the fact that Myriad World Card itself is an intellectually interesting game, this game quickly became popular in the Golden City.

There are also those dragon dependents, almost every dependent resting in the Golden City has a deck of cards in their hands, and when they are resting, they will always run to this place to play the game loudly, which really attracts a lot of people.

It's gotten to the point where the pixie elves are working overtime to print cards, one head is bigger than two, and Little Elf Raven's(瑞雯: Raven) dark circles are about to spread to her chin.

"LordFati, the amount you have spent in this card hall this month has exceeded two thousand gold coins," the middle-aged fox person saw that Fati's(法提: Fati) footsteps had habitually stopped again, touched the already somewhat shriveled purse, and persuaded him with some anxiety.

"It's okay, I'll just go in and take a look, I definitely won't spend another copper plate," OrcFati muttered, stepping into this card hall.

As soon as he stepped into the tavern, a surge of heat rushed towards him, the temperature in the tavern was several degrees higher than outside, and many cheers and curses continued to come out.

Wide round tables were almost full of creatures of various races, human mages and goblins competing at the same table, ogres and young girls playing against each other at one table.

The most outrageous thing was that OrcFati also saw a demon hybrid with goat horns sitting casually with his legs crossed, playing cards with a snake woman.

Just like the teasing in the hybrid demon's eyes, teasing the voluptuous snake woman opposite.

Without exception, these creatures had a nameplate engraved with their identity hanging on their chest or hand. This is the identity certificate that must be registered to enter the Golden City. With this identity certificate, which costs one silver coin, you can move freely within the Dragon Territory.

If a creature without an identity certificate is caught, they can gloriously eat the Dragon Territory's lifelong package, becoming a serf, with food, lodging, and labor included!

Tall, at least pretty, white-green skinned elves wearing short robes that revealed their fair long legs walked in front of tables, cups of wine on their trays were quickly bought by those drinkers, and they took the opportunity to touch those tender and delicious elves.

But these elves did not dare to resist. As the first tribe in the Green Wilderness Forest to be swept away by Caron(卡隆), becoming slaves was already their best end.

They will never forget that those elf warriors who had participated in the attack on the camp were beheaded by the dragon's warriors, and their heads were piled high.

The elf elder was cruelly tortured and killed by the kobold warriors, and finally died in endless pain and wailing. Only those druids who had not taken action were assigned to the Dragon Territory's beast garden to become lowly beast officials, breeding beasts for the dragons.

Those female elves who had never been stained with blood were reduced to slavery, never to be free for eternity. Even the Tree of Life, once regarded as a sacred object by these elves, was pushed down by the giant dragon, its heart cut down and dismembered piece by piece.

The orc Fati's gaze did not linger on these people for too long. He looked towards the tall fireplace and the long counter, where a crowd of people had already gathered.

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Sally, once the top assassin in the Blood Rose Mercenary Group, known as the Shadow Black Widow, a charming assassin wrapped in a tight leather suit, a female assassin who wouldn't even flinch when assassinating a duke of a country, was now trembling as she opened the card pack in her hands.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed, and an elven image appeared in the golden light, holding a wooden harp and playing in front of the enemy's corpse, with her legs crossed. A lazy voice also sounded: "Allow me to play an elven serenade!"

Wow, the surrounding people immediately shouted.

"Golden card, golden legend, wow, made a fortune!" A human mage's eyes were bloodshot, and his hands involuntarily touched the magic staff in his hand.

"Damn it, how can this woman have such good luck?" The dwarf Kragon was dejected. His salary this month was spent on drinking and opening card packs, but obviously, Kragon didn't get anything good.

"Wow, a golden card, this is a legendary card comparable to Chiron the centaur! It's only the second one this month, let's see what the effect is!"

The surrounding crowd clamored, and even those who were fighting couldn't help but cast their gazes over.

Only the female assassin Sally in the middle hugged her card tightly, laughing wildly: "Hahaha, made a fortune, my pension is back."

The orc Fati frowned silently, recalling that all the gold coins he had invested this month were just blue skies and white clouds. A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, "Indeed, people's joys and sorrows are not connected, their happiness only sounds noisy in my ears!"

The orc Fati took a breath and silently reached out to his attendant, the middle-aged fox man.

The middle-aged fox man's heart tightened. He whispered: "Lord Fati, nearly half of the activity funds approved by the council of elders have been spent, are you sure..."

"What are you afraid of? Everyone knows that dragons are extremely greedy. When we get back, just say that I spent tens of thousands of gold coins to get a chance to meet the dragon," the orc Fati impatiently took a heavy money bag from the middle-aged fox man's arms and slammed it on the counter.

At this moment, his expression was high-spirited, and Fati shouted loudly: "Give me a hundred packs first, I feel my luck is coming!"

...

The sky gradually darkened, and the night once again enveloped the endless forest.

The gnoll warriors stopped their forest felling and leisurely dragged the timber back to the open space in front of the Blood-colored Sanctuary that radiated endless light, and began to build their camp for the night.

Under the light of this Blood-colored Sanctuary, the will of the forest to suppress outsiders was dispelled, unable to affect these warriors.

The entire forest, connected by those Trees of Life, had already generated a will to suppress foreign creatures. Initially, the gnoll Yogg tried it out. Once they stepped too deep into the forest, this forest will would suppress their souls.

Making these gnoll warriors' consciousness become dull, their vision blurred, and some weak kobold warriors couldn't even maintain their balance.

They would even become muddled under the influence of the forest will, involuntarily leaving the team and walking into the forest.

Fortunately, the Blood-colored Sanctuary could easily dispel and suppress the forest will within a certain range, and these dragon warriors were fearless under the encouragement of the Blood-colored Sanctuary.

Even if they died, their souls would not perish and would have a place to return to.

From the soul of the gnoll overseer in the Blood-colored Sanctuary, who no longer sang but roared all day long, wanting to rush down and kill the elves, one could see how surging the battle blood of these gnolls was now.

Unfortunately, after Karon returned, the elves launched tentative attacks, but were killed by the angry red dragon and his warriors with the help of mages, and the War Treants were also dug up.

Corpses and heads were used as sacrifices for the souls of the Blood-colored Sanctuary, making the Blood-colored Sanctuary floating above the camp even more vast.

And the elves were silent, no longer daring to launch attacks openly, only occasionally shooting their poisoned arrows from the depths of the jungle to harass these warriors.

However, after rebuilding the plane teleportation gate, the warriors who received support and supplies were not afraid of this kind of attrition. With high morale and the determination to kill, they marched towards those elven tribes.

However, after sweeping the first elven tribe, those elven tribes actually risked severely damaging the Tree of Life and moved the entire tribe and the Tree of Life towards the depths of the forest, as if they were fighting a guerrilla war with the giant dragon.

If it weren't for his consistent cautious style, the red dragon would have wanted to chase after them all the way and kill those elven tribes.

However, although they are currently stuck in some kind of stalemate, the red dragon still suppressed his impulse. These tribes can keep migrating, but the Tree of Life can't keep migrating forever. One day they will stop and be forced to face the giant dragon.

Whir, Karon flew from the distant sky and then landed in the camp, folding his wings.

During these days, Karon had been using his flexibility to constantly follow those elven tribes who were lucky enough to encounter him on the migration route. As long as he found an opportunity, he would quickly pounce down, spew dragon fire, and burn these elves to ashes.

Then he would strike far away, never greedy for killing and taking risks. The opponent could fight a guerrilla war, but Karon, as a giant dragon, had more obvious advantages.

The will of those Trees of Life and the forest could not suppress the red dragon's soul, and his strength would not be affected. Doing so was just to be careful to prevent accidents.

Under the red dragon's continuous harassment, two elven tribes had been unable to bear the harassment and surrendered to the red dragon.

But the red dragon's request was to kill all the elven culprits who had participated in the attack on the camp. The rest of the elves could be safe and sound. In this way, the two elven tribes fell into dispute.

Those elves who decided to launch the attack were all people in power in the tribe. Now it was impossible for them to kill themselves.

But some elves who had not participated had other thoughts. They believed that their tribe should not be destroyed by these elves.

The elven tribes began to fall into internal strife and infighting.

Karon's figure made many dragon dependents stand up and salute the giant dragon. These warriors had now become loyal believers of the giant dragon. Karon could even perceive the power of faith being born in these warriors and gathering towards Karon.

Especially the loyal souls in the Blood-colored Sanctuary, the power of faith they provided to Karon was extremely strong.

Now a considerable amount of the power of faith had gathered next to Karon's heart energy vortex, but Karon still sealed these powers of faith under the package of heart energy before he understood them.

Karon walked into the camp. Now, every time this team passed through a place, they would cut down the forest and build a camp, on the one hand to weaken the forest will, and on the other hand to serve as a connection point for managing the plane in the future.

Karon walked to a temporary wide wooden house and pushed open the door.

This was a bloody and dark scene for ordinary people.

More than a dozen mages and alchemists were busy here, and rows of cages were their experimental materials.

There were elves, beasts, and some transcendent magic beasts that had given birth to wisdom.

A male elf was tightly bound at the limbs, lying on a long table, and a mage was using magical instruments to cut open the structure of his body, constantly studying the body and blood of these native elves.

On the other side, there were some magical alchemy instruments that even Karon couldn't recognize. Blood of many colors rolled and boiled in the vessels of this instrument.

A mage was constantly releasing spells to test the characteristics of these bloods, and the apprentice assistant next to him was holding a small notebook to record them at any time.

Karon passed by one scene after another without changing his expression and came to the squinting mage.

The squinting mage was shaking a long test tube at this time, which contained a ball of rolling green juice, emitting a crystal luster.

Seeing Karon's figure, the squinting mage's face showed a smile. He happily said: "Karon, I have successfully experimented with the heart of the Tree of Life and some special toxins. This mixed toxin can quickly and effectively kill trees and turn those trees into crystalline blocks."

"Even the Tree of Life, as long as the dose is large, can cause serious damage. The most important thing is that this toxin spreads extremely quickly and can feed on the unique life energy of trees, and then spread to the entire forest."

"And if you want to stop the spread of this toxin, you only need high temperature. It won't be too troublesome to clean up at that time!"

Karon's calm face finally showed a hint of joy. He nodded and praised: "That's good, Hughes, you scholar mages are really something."

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