Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The armies of the Kingdom of Burning Ember swarmed forward. Facing the eyeing dragon-veined monsters, tens of thousands of coalition troops surrendered without any hesitation.

Even noble officers who wanted to resist would be torn to pieces by their fanatical followers.

In the end, they continued southward with a mighty army of captives, heading straight to Strafburg, the capital of the Principality of Bosque and the nominal capital of the United Kingdom of Northland.

Cassius lay lazily beside the slope. Not far away was the unconscious silver dragon, surrounded by blue dragons and white dragons guarding him. In front of him was Doro, who was full of will.

The great goblin marshal knelt on one knee, his cloudy little eyes full of excitement, and white smoke spewed out of his nostrils from time to time.

"Report to Your Majesty."

"In this battle, we killed a total of more than 76,000 enemies, captured a total of more than 36,000 coalition soldiers, and a total of 217 Northland nobles, including Leo Bosque's eldest son Holler S. Bosque.”

"And our army's casualties were only 8,760."

"But."

Doro paused for a moment, as if he was remembering something, and there was a hint of cunning in his cloudy yellow eyes.

He lowered his head a little deeper before continuing to speak.

"But these meager results of ours are so insignificant compared to your glorious achievements, Your Majesty."

"You have defeated the 'Silver Wing' Oszedro, and the reputation of the Burning Ember King will spread throughout the entire Fianso Continent, and even the entire Prime Material Realm."

Cassius just glanced at him casually and turned his head away.

"You're doing pretty well, but you need to speed up the process."

"Three months, I will give you three months. Within three months, I will see a unified Northland that belongs to the Burning Ember Kingdom, at least in name."

Such requirements can be said to be harsh.

Although Anzeta has a sparse population, the land is vast. The original territory of the United Kingdom of Northland alone covered more than one million square kilometers.

What's more, this place has been ruled by the northern nobles for thousands of years, and their influence is deeply rooted and will not be completely eradicated for a while.

But this is His Majesty's order after all.

It cannot be disobeyed and cannot be questioned.

Sweat suddenly broke out on Doro's forehead, but he still forced an ugly smile.

"Yes, Your Majesty, our Military Department will definitely complete the task of completely conquering the Northland. Now the main force of the coalition forces has been completely wiped out, and the defenses everywhere are very empty. The east and west armies are also progressing quite smoothly."

"Go ahead and do it, but"

Cassius looked at Doro again, with a hint of dragon power in his pale golden pupils.

"I don't want to see a devastated Northland with wailing everywhere. I would rather it become a part of the Ember Kingdom and become a hotbed for the kingdom's development. Do you understand?"

Doluo wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead and quickly replied:

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

Doro and the army of Burning Ember Kingdom left.

The red dragon didn't pay attention to the white dragon and blue dragon who were noisy and insulting each other. He just whispered a few instructions and used the [Shelter Egg] to create a private extra-dimensional space for him to stay in.

Cassius calmly stared at his panel, with messages appearing on it. He first looked at the golden trophy.

【Destroy the country】

"I have witnessed the demise of countless mortal kingdoms, and you, too, are about to be destroyed by me - the ancient red dragon, Fjordanov"

Obtained characteristics: [Nation Destroyer]

Strength +1, Charisma +1

Proficiencies: Intimidate +4, Dominate +4

You destroyed a country with a million people. Your fame made mortals tremble, your power amazed the world, and you and your country embarked on a road of conquest.

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, and invisible violent fluctuations were produced out of thin air, directly acting on his huge dragon body.

The body, which even nine-ring spells could not easily defeat, underwent drastic changes at this moment.

"Roar"

With the low roars, the knotted muscles all over the red dragon's body were surging, and the scales on the surface were roughly opened, and thick white smoke continued to emit from the gaps.

Cassius felt severe pain all over his body, and his muscles seemed to be twisted into a hemp rope, gathering strength far more powerful than before.

"It's still going on."

The red dragon stretched its body and exhaled a mouthful of sulfur-flavored hot breath.

That power continues to spread, transforming the "temperament" around his body, which is the ability to influence the world.

The surging elemental energy surrounded his body, flowing with every change of his will, and the magic network also caused rhythmic fluctuations.

The charm of the red dragon breaks through the thirty mark.

Scholars have a vague definition of this level of spellcaster, and have given it many names, including root caster, true controller, and spell transgressor.

But one thing is certain -

This has broken through the limits of ordinary things and reached a new realm.

"interesting."

Cassius showed a ferocious smile.

After undergoing this transformation, his spellcasting has undergone fundamental changes again. It is no longer to guide and communicate with the magic network, but more like controlling reality. He even vaguely feels that he has a tendency to cross the magic network and contact the essence behind it. .

After undergoing this transformation, Cassius took out a silver-white gem from the space and gently held it in his claws.

[The Broken Wind of Bahamut]

Quality: Artifact (Damaged)

Maker: Bahamut

Description: It is said that this gem is condensed from the first breath exhaled by "Lord of the North Wind" Bahamut in the morning, and contains extremely weak divine power.

Eight hundred and seventy years ago, it was given to Oszedro, who was still a young dragon at that time, and was inlaid on the platinum compass.

But in the "Battle of Two Dragons" in Anzetta that was about to shock the material world, the platinum compass was destroyed, and the Bahamut divinity in the gem was consumed by the fire of chaos, leaving only a trace. The divine power of order.

Effect:

[Holy Order]: The afterglow of Bahamut is enough to change the world, and everything around this gem will move closer to order and kindness.

[Breath of the North Wind]: You can breathe out extremely cold breath, completely freezing your evil enemies.

"It's a good thing. It's worth taking the huge risk to fight that silver dragon."

Cassius held the silver-white gem and felt the faint afterglow it emitted, feeling that his mind was clearer than ever before.

After that battle, Bahamut's mark was eliminated, and the remaining power of order became his best "sedative".

He clearly felt that the heart of Carix in his chest no longer beat violently, but returned to a gentle rhythm. It seemed to be affected by the power of this order and frozen by the north wind coming from Bahamut.

Cassius looked at his panel.

[Your absorption progress of [Heart of Carix]: 4.57%]

Previous battles using Breath of Chaos resulted in significant progress improvements.

But now, the fatal countdown-like progress has finally come to a halt, which also makes him feel a little relieved.

But Cassius also knew that this was not a long-term solution. He still needs to find more answers to the curse of the vengeful demon.

This battle was fruitful, and information from his experience emerged on his panel.

[[Ghost Tracker-Grom Saxon (Challenge Level: 17)], obtained 18000xp]

[[Original Warrior-Rano. Raging Ax (Challenge Level: 18)], get 20000xp]

[[Glorious Dragon Slayer-Desk. Flame Gold (Challenge Level: 19)], obtained 23000xp]

Only this time he didn't get promoted.

The unreasonable template of the atavistic red dragon, the mysterious and special advanced sub-professional, and the total professional level of up to 17 levels make the experience required for his promotion as [True Dragon Warlock] to a terrifying level.

Therefore, even if most of the legendary adventure group is involved, he cannot be promoted to even one level. Perhaps only by killing Oszedro can he be promoted.

"This kind of efficiency is really too low."

"Perhaps, in addition to killing people personally, we should also find other channels to gain experience."

Cassius looked at his template and thought quietly.

"Player."

He thought so.