Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The demon attack of Istalia caused quite a stir, but fortunately the demon was dealt with in a very short time and did not cause much damage to the square.

The celebration of the coronation day is still going on, people are celebrating in the streets, enjoying this rare carnival day.

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

"Long live the great red dragon!"

"Go south to Thrace and occupy Fadland!"

"The southerners are all cowards raised by bitches! They don't deserve such a good land!"

The drunks waved the imperial flag on the street, they walked arm in arm, staggered, and cheered enthusiastically.

They even made the slogan of "Conquer the South" into a catchy little song, singing it unevenly.

These people are called "Conqueror Party" by domestic scholars. They are the vested interests in the expansion of the empire. Most of them have a high status in the country, and many of them are from the military.

The Conqueror Party advocates conquering the South, plundering resources, dumping goods, and completing the great blueprint of the Red Dragon Emperor to rule the world, which is also the mainstream thought of the empire.

Confidence, martialism, and arrogance are their styles of doing things.

However, compared with ordinary people, these guys are more extreme. Some people propose to turn all the southerners into slaves of the empire and let them serve the noble citizens of the empire.

Some people even propose to slaughter all the southerners, and only the citizens of the empire are qualified to enjoy this sacred and rich land.

However, because of this, they were criticized by domestic scholars and publicly criticized by Ms. Olivia of the House of Commons at the Imperial Conference, with quite fierce words.

Ms. Olivia publicly pointed out that these Conquerors are "the legacy of the northern nobles" and "the cancer of the empire."

There are even extremists who launched an organized attack on the congressman Olivia.

But for some reason, although the other party looks like a weak woman, every attack of theirs ended in failure.

On the street, the Conqueror Party was still singing loudly, and even the roar of the steam locomotive could not cover their high voices.

"We must slap that dirty southerner hard."

"We will peel off the dirty skin from that cunning little guy and present it to His Majesty."

"We will burn their houses, occupy their land, and let the flag of the empire fly over the ruins."

In the fanatical team, a big hobgoblin baron seemed to remember something, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he cursed loudly, and his saliva mixed with wine sprayed into the air.

"And those bug-like demons dared to attack the imperial capital! Who gave them the courage!"

"That's right, that tavern was destroyed by the demons! I often stay there."

"How dare they provoke the people of the great red dragon!"

The people around echoed, telling the deeds of the demons and scolding the "weakness" of the imperial officials.

Suddenly, a bear goblin roared: "Prime Minister Trump has been infected with the weak habits of humans. Not only does he ignore the south, but he also tolerates this kind of thing. This is an insult to His Majesty Cassius!

Lord Doro is the leader that everyone expects. He is particularly strong externally and has repeatedly proposed to tear up the treaty and transfer troops to the south. This is the real follower of the great blueprint!

In my opinion, the empire should lead the army into the abyss and completely eliminate the demons!"

He climbed up the high platform next to the square and shouted loudly. The surrounding conquerors echoed one after another, setting off waves of fanatical voices.

"Capture the abyss!"

"Pull out the tendons and skin those damn demons!"

"Eliminate the demons, destroy the abyss! Blood sacrifice to His Majesty!"

Thousands of citizens of the empire raised their arms, roared, and vented their hatred for the demons.

The scene looked quite warm and made the onlookers feel excited, but for the city of Istalia, which has a population of 500,000 and covers an area of ​​hundreds of square kilometers, this is just a tiny corner.

"Ding--"

The noon bell rang, and the passionate melody of "Ode to Cassius" echoed.

Whether it was humans, hobgoblins, tieflings, lizardmen or ogres in the city, they all looked up at the Istalia Altar held high in the air as if they had made an appointment.

These citizens of the empire of various kinds, some put their hands together, some knelt on the ground, and some held gold coins in their hands, but they were all praying.

They might be praying for their husbands who were sent to the plane of fire to return safely, or praying for their own factories to get more orders, or praying for the caravan to arrive smoothly.

Maybe some people are not so pious, but under the subtle propaganda of all aspects of the empire, this has become a habit.

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

The third bell rang, and the whole city, and even the entire empire, fell into jubilation.

Just a few years ago, at the same moment, His Majesty Cassius personally crowned himself and established this huge multi-ethnic empire.

In the suburbs of Beifeng Fort, in the Iron Dragon Wing Palace.

Outside the majestic palace, the towering mountain has become strange, with large pieces of black rocks exposed and magma flowing slowly in the valley.

Now it is more like a volcano.

The air on the mountain has become extremely hot, with ashes and sparks appearing in the air. Gusts of north wind blow, and from time to time, a blazing fire storm will form.

The once dense forest is left with only a thick layer of ashes and carbon slag, and those charred tree stumps protrude outside, and the deer, birds, wild boars and other creatures in the forest have long fled.

Instead, steam demon bats, fire birds, fire children, and lava monsters from the fire elemental plane occasionally appear here.

A year ago, His Majesty Cassius fell into a deep sleep. This time, no natural disaster occurred, but the environment in a larger area was gradually changed.

At first, the guards guarding the door did not notice anything unusual, but soon they found that the environment was gradually changing!

Three months later, the temperature near the palace had reached a level that ordinary people could not accept, and the tiefling guards stationed at the door of the palace were replaced by half-red dragons.

Until now, even those followers with high concentrations of dragon blood feel a little hot and unbearable.

But for the sake of their beliefs, they still do their duty and stand at their respective posts - such as Udo Deco.

He was a slave of the Principality of Swinno and a gladiator used by the nobles for fun.

After the Kingdom of Burning Embers liberated him, Udo Deco resolutely joined the army and swore to be loyal to His Majesty Cassius for life.

In the Northern War, he was like a raging beast, tearing a noble knight in half by himself, and was rewarded by Doro.

He exchanged his military exploits for dragon blood potion, drank it without hesitation, endured the heart-piercing pain, and became a half-red dragon.

Until now, he finally came to the Iron Dragon Wing Palace and guarded the red dragon. For him, this was a great honor.

"Have you heard? This time a demon actually attacked the imperial capital! And it was on the coronation day!"

"Too rampant!"

"Didn't the cabinet make any statement?"

At the gate of the Iron Dragon Wing Palace, many half-red dragon guards were indignant about this.

But Udo still stood there with his gun, his expression cold and serious, guarding the door like a statue.

He said calmly: "Those demons are just flies from the abyss. When your majesty wakes up, they will completely perish.

Those ridiculous actions are like moths flying into a flame, not worth mentioning."

Another half-red dragon guard sighed and said: "But your majesty has been sleeping for a year.

You also know that dragons have a long lifespan, not to mention that for a being like your majesty, it is possible to sleep for hundreds of years. I am afraid."

Udo snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "So what? As long as your majesty doesn't wake up, I will always stand here, Sak, you are not enough."

"Boom!"

The earth trembled and the mountains shook.

Ashes and sparks danced in the air, forming billowing smoke, and the ground suddenly cracked, with several huge, hideous cracks with fire.

The half-red dragon guards stood unsteadily and became a little panicked.

"What happened?"

"Go!"

"Natural disaster! A natural disaster is about to happen! I heard from the former captain of the tiefling guard that it was the aftermath of the great red dragon's power.

But for us mortals, it is a devastating disaster!"

The captain of the half-red dragon shouted in horror.

"It's your majesty, your majesty is about to wake up!"

Only Udo Deko looked at the place where the red dragon was sleeping, and his dragon-like face was filled with surprise and enthusiasm.

In a blink of an eye, the thick smoke had swept across the earth, covering the sky, and the surroundings were filled with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur.

Even North Wind Castle, dozens of miles away, was affected, and the residents in the city looked to the south in panic.

"Swoosh--"

Fire meteors dragged brilliant flames across the sky, as if tearing the gray-black sky into cracks.

The smoke on the mountain was billowing, sparks and flames were dancing in it, and there was a scorching hurricane, which eventually formed a tornado of fire and smoke connecting the sky and the earth.

Everything around, whether it was gravel, ashes or charred trees, was swept in and turned into fuel for the tornado.

"The Burning Dragon."

Udo raised his head and stared blankly at the grand scene that swept the sky and the earth. His throat trembled as he spoke the famous nickname.

This nickname given by the nobles of the North to spread fear was really vivid - a giant dragon that could burn ashes.

"Udo, go!"

"Don't stand there, you will die!"

Another guard urged anxiously, but Udo seemed not to hear it, and still looked up at the sky excitedly.

Really majestic.

This is the power of that majesty, enough to destroy all mortals and burn all enemies that stand in his way.

A few years ago, he witnessed the red dragon destroying the seemingly invincible northern coalition army, and his former nightmare - Earl Angus, who treated him like a beast and tied him with chains, was also reduced to ashes.

It was from that time that the red dragon became his only belief.

"Roar--"

At this moment, a distant roar came from the mountain, resounding through the world.

Then, an invisible force spread rapidly with the mountain as the center, filling a hundred miles around and raising a ring of dust and smoke.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Suddenly, all the half-red dragons stopped, feeling the pressure from the depths of their blood, and knelt down in that direction.

"Boom!"

A huge black shadow violently smashed the rock layer, flew out from the top of the mountain, and rushed into the tornado composed of fire and smoke.

At this moment, he seemed to be the center of the world.

Suddenly, the thick smoke in the sky swept towards him, and the meteor that was about to fall to the ground also turned into flowing flames, rushing towards the figure.

All the ashes, sparks, flames, and smoke were gathering towards him, forming a huge vortex.

Finally, the smoke dissipated and the sky became as clean as before.

The earth was bare and full of holes.

But soon, the ground rumbled and moved, the cracks flowing with magma closed again, and the pits smashed by the meteorite were filled.

Under the power that controlled everything, the surrounding landscape gradually became intact, as if the disaster had never happened.

And the huge red dragon flapped its wings in the sky, overlooking the creatures below with golden vertical pupils, and its scales shone brightly under the sunlight.

Udo ignored the dust and put his forehead on the ground, then raised his head and looked up at the majestic figure of the red dragon with great piety.

"Your Majesty."

Udo couldn't help but call softly, his body trembling, and an uncontrollable ecstasy surged in his heart.

He knew what this meant, which meant that the invincible Majesty Cassius would lead them to victory again and burn all the enemies blocking the empire.

Finally

Majesty Cassius woke up.

The only ruler of the Anzeta Wasteland, the one who broke the silver wings, the destroyer of the frost giants.

The enemy of the abyss demons, the soul-eating dragon, the master of guns and cannons, the supreme burning emperor-His Majesty Cassius, has woken up!

The top of Dragon Mountain.

"Huh--"

Cassius flapped his wings slowly and landed on the top of the mountain with a bang. He exhaled a breath of sulfur-smelling smoke and observed his current image.

"Finally woke up, a familiar feeling, dragons are really wonderful creatures, every time I wake up, I feel full of power."

"But I seem to feel a repulsive force."

Cassius tilted his head with a strange expression, snorted, and sprayed out hot white steam.

-That is the repulsive force of the material plane.

For the world, such a terrifying monster should appear outside the material plane: the astral plane, the etheric plane, the outer plane, the inner plane...

After a year of sleep, Cassius' body has grown several times, and his muscles have become tighter, revealing an unparalleled sense of power. The current red dragon is about 45 meters long from head to tail - this has completely surpassed the racial boundaries of ordinary red dragons.

Due to the gradual dilution of dragon blood and the restrictions of the rules of the main material world, even those ancient red dragons that have gone through countless years and lived for more than 1,200 years can hardly have a body length of more than 40 meters, but Cassius has exceeded it by a large margin.

Two of the four spiral horns of the red dragon have become particularly thick and huge, more like a majestic crown.

Cassius's chin has also become thicker and more protruding. Although it is not as strong as the iron chin of "Deathwing" in his previous life, it also makes that face extremely hideous.

On the hill-like dragon body, there were not only ordinary red dragon spikes on the back of the spine, but also flashing fire crystals.

"This energy..."

In his sleep, Cassius was like a dragon-shaped black hole, greedily and even madly sucking the energy around him, and then exhaling it - this can be seen from the changes in the surrounding environment.

In this energy exchange and transformation, more and more pure fire elements were stored in Cassius' body.

And not only the natural energy in the environment, but also the elemental ores that Cassius got from the negotiation table of the Fire Giant Empire - the energy that was enough to supply a kingdom, were all digested by himself.

The dragon crystal on his chest was still leaping with flames, and the gaps in the surrounding scales also spewed out flames from time to time.

At this moment, Cassius' body contained terrible energy, which was almost equivalent to a moving active volcano, or even more terrifying than this. (End of this chapter)