Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Casius slowly flapped his wings, raising a scorching hurricane. In just a few breaths, he arrived above the Brass Fortress.

He looked down at the Empire's army and the Fire Dwarves, with fire surging in his pale golden vertical pupils.

Serkan reacted at this moment. He quickly walked to the front of the red dragon, knelt on the hot ground, and shouted excitedly:

"Your Majesty, Casius!"

"I really didn't expect that you, you actually came here in person!"

The adjutant also stammered and said fanatically: "This, this is the supreme honor of all the members of the Fire Element Plane Vanguard!"

No wonder they lost their composure.

Although they were all dragon-blood nobles of the Empire, they could only admire the majestic figure of the red dragon from afar on the battlefield. The awarding ceremony was already the closest they had ever been to the emperor.

And now, the emperor was in person on the battlefield where they were, and it was even possible that they had a close conversation.

This was something that many dragon-blood nobles could only dream of but could not achieve!

Even the emperor's dog can't get a number. This is not just an empty talk, but a real thing.

Cassius glanced at the half-dragon kneeling on the ground, and suddenly remembered that he should have seen this person in the awarding ceremony, and he was awarded the viscount - his name seemed to be Serkan.

Cassius now has a good memory, and his 17 points of intelligence make him clearer than most mages.

So he said: "You must be Serkan Wood, the viscount of the Burning Empire."

His Majesty remembers me!

He even wrote down my name!

Serkan, who was kneeling on the ground, felt his heart surge, and he felt flattered in addition to being excited.

Not everyone is qualified to get the emperor's attention!

The red dragon in the air looked around, his eyes swept over the soldiers, and then spoke again.

"You are all great! I am proud of you."

Cassius's voice was loud and firm, echoing on the vast plane of fire elements, as if it could dispel the rolling heat waves on this hot land.

"You dare to come to such a dangerous place as the Fire Elemental Plane. You have not only demonstrated your courage and determination, but also demonstrated your loyalty and responsibility to the Empire."

"The Empire needs warriors like you! Your existence is the most precious wealth of the Empire."

Casius flapped his wings again, slowly descended from the sky, and raised clouds of dust.

"In this challenging land, you will use your swords and your strength to write a glorious chapter belonging to the Empire."

Remember, no matter what difficulties and challenges you face, the Empire will be with you, and greet every dawn and victory together!"

"Stand up, my warriors."

After hearing this, the thousands of elite soldiers of the Imperial Vanguard around them suddenly surged with fanatical and determined power in their eyes.

Selkan was the first to get up from the ground. He drew the Imperial Silver Sword from his waist, raised it, and shouted loudly.

"Fight for the Empire!"

"Fight for His Majesty Cassius!"

"Long live the Empire, long live the invincible His Majesty Cassius! "

The cheers and shouts of the soldiers rose and fell, like waves, echoing in the hot wasteland.

Their faces were full of enthusiasm and excitement, and there was even something called "faith" in their eyes.

Green looked at the cheering soldiers, and was suddenly surprised and even felt a little scared.

"Moradin above"

"They are just like those fanatical fire giant warriors and their sultan."

As a race that extremely follows order and tradition, such warriors are rarely seen among the fire dwarves.

Casius looked down at the imperial soldiers on the ground, looking at those fanatical faces, and a smile appeared on his face.

"With the expansion of the empire, the people of the empire have increased their faith in me day by day."

"Perhaps. Becoming a god is no longer a luxury, but a not-too-distant future. "

He thought so.

As a temporary military ally, the fire dwarves were terrified by the arrival of Cassius.

They were happy about the arrival of strong reinforcements, but also worried that this powerful dragon would do something terrible.

But after some discussion, they decided to welcome this monarch from the material world, and many fire dwarf nobles greeted him at the door of the Brass Fortress.

Under the gaze of the imperial soldiers, Green stood in front of the red dragon, trying to stay calm. He smiled reluctantly and stretched out his hand.

"Your Majesty Cassius, please follow me."

"On behalf of all the fire dwarves, I welcome you to the Brass Fortress. It is our great honor."

"Okay. "

Casius nodded slightly, and the surface of his scales flickered with tiny magical lights.

[Transfiguration]

The huge dragon body suddenly shrank, and finally turned into a young man with black hair, golden eyes, and gorgeous robes.

The fire dwarf Green led the way in front, and Serkan and other imperial officers followed respectfully.

Casius asked casually: "Serkan, how did you enter the Brass Fortress?"

Serkan quickly replied: "Half a year ago, Lord Misha attacked brazenly, and the fire giant Emil of the Iron City issued a wanted order for us."

"So, we fled to the territory of the fire dwarves who had a feud with the fire giants."

"It was at this time that we found that the fire lizard raiders sent by the fire giants were attacking the Brass Fortress, so we helped."

Casius praised: "You did a good job. "

"To set foot on a land that has never been touched, we do need the help of local residents. The advance team in the south needs to learn from you."

Green turned around and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is the entrance to the Brass Fortress."

In front of him was a building made of brass, like a hemisphere hanging on the ground, which looked particularly solid.

Its thick and shiny brass shell was covered with scratches and traces of spell bombardment, as if it had been attacked many times.

Green's proud voice came: "The skills of our fire dwarves have always been the most superb - even those fire giants can't break through the fortress we cast."

It's just that this entrance is only six feet high, which is spacious for the fire dwarves, but it seems extremely narrow for Cassius and a group of imperial soldiers.

Green entered first.

But Cassius took a step forward, penetrated the space, and came directly to the inside of the fortress.

And Serkan bent down and entered with effort.

"This place is quite big. It is worthy of being a fortress that the fire dwarves spent thousands of years to build."

Casius looked around and was a little surprised by the surrounding scene.

This brass fortress is not conspicuous on the ground, and it is even a little short, but there is a different world inside.

The underground part is large in scale. It is a huge cave, and the spiral road continues to extend downward.

From the bottom of the ground to the ceiling at the top of the rock wall, it is probably nearly 100 meters high.

And looking forward, you can't see the end of it. What you can see are all the exquisite buildings made by the fire dwarves.

According to Casius's estimation, the area of ​​this brass fortress will never be smaller than that of northern cities such as North Wind Castle and Stratford Castle.

Exquisite huts made of clay or metal, lifelike bronze sculptures.

The rock walls on both sides are covered with large and small mines.

There are fire dwarf miners carrying copper hammers and carrying ore everywhere.

They just walk between the mines and roads, working hard and looking particularly busy.

"Dang! Dang!"

"Hey! Hey!"

The crisp knocking sound was mixed with gasps.

In those houses, the fire dwarf blacksmiths swung their copper hammers vigorously and smashed them heavily on the anvil, creating clusters of sparks.

In the center of the fortress in the distance, a huge copper dwarf statue, 100 meters high, stood tall.

The statue looked solemn and solemn. It raised the huge hammer in its hand and pressed the hammer head against the ceiling, as if supporting this huge underground world.

That was the patron saint of the dwarves and the first forger of the fire dwarves - Moradin.

And in the distance, you can see tall palaces made of brass, which are probably the residences of the fire dwarf nobles.

This is not a fortress.

This is clearly the city of the fire dwarves! It is the crystallization of their civilization! (End of this chapter)