Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Casius was about to tear the space and go to Istalia to discuss the conquest of the south, when the transparent panel slowly unfolded in front of him again.

[Your battle shocked the world, making the Burning Empire the focus of the Feansuo continent, and your power reputation level was raised to: V]

[Due to the characteristics of [Empire Domain], you can choose to exchange a legendary camp characteristic. ]

"This is."

Casius annotated the characteristics on the panel, and greed was revealed in his light golden pupils.

[Bureaucrats] [Golden Kingdom] [Magic Tide] [Slayer] [Evil Empire].

These characteristics are special abilities that can be granted to the followers of the entire camp. Some can improve administrative efficiency, some can gather wealth, and even more can increase the magic activity in the area.

But Casius saw the more special existence among them at a glance and chose it without hesitation.

[You choose the special camp characteristic - [King's Divine Power]]

[King's Divine Power]

Introduction: You can grant some authority to your own followers, allowing them to have certain special permissions within the scope of the empire.

(Note: This is an exclusive feature of [Imperial Domain].)

In the war with the Abyss Demons, Cassius discovered a major problem of the Empire - the defense capability of the homeland was too weak.

Under the existing technology tree, which is mainly climbed by players, the military of the Empire has the problem of more destructive power than defensive power, which can be called a glass cannon.

The Abyss can send high-level demons to sneak into various cities of the Empire, constantly causing destruction and killing, and the Empire has few countermeasures.

You must know that Cassius is not always in the Empire. If he offends a demigod or even a true god-level enemy in the future, he can escape, but the Empire cannot escape.

After all, this is a world with almost unlimited individual power.

Strong people of the level of Root Caster, Abyss Lord, God Evil, and Elemental Lord can completely destroy most of the Empire and destroy his foundation alone.

And this so-called [Prince-granted Divine Power] allows him to temporarily grant part of his own authority to his followers, so that they have stronger defensive capabilities.

If the empire is compared to a website, this is equivalent to him having the ability to "set administrators."

"This ability."

Casius Moso rubbed his scaly chin, folded his wings, and began to ponder.

At this moment, a familiar term emerged in his mind: the kingdom of God on earth.

This is really too similar. The gods in the kingdom of God often give authority to their angels and priests, allowing them to manage the kingdom of God on their behalf.

And this [Prince-granted Divine Power] can also achieve the same effect, except that the kingdom of God is often created by gods, often held high in the sky, and exists in the outer plane.

But Casius's "kingdom of God" can exist in the material plane, on this mortal earth.

You must know that the last time the red dragon heard this word was in the mouth of the vengeful lord Jelrazax, which was his last madness before his death.

"How can there be an existence that can establish the kingdom of God on earth!"

He roared like this.

"The Kingdom of God on Earth."

Thinking of this, Cassius repeated the word again, and pondered secretly, with a faint light flashing in his pale golden pupils.

In the center of the city of Isdalia in the Burning Empire, tens of thousands of people were crowded around the altar.

Among them were the imperial soldiers who returned victorious from the battlefield, the people who came to join in the fun, and the merchants nearby who saw business opportunities.

They all came for the same event - the awarding ceremony of the Burning Empire.

According to the imperial tradition, this ceremony is usually only held after a major battle. The Burning Emperor will personally reward those who have made contributions to the empire, granting them powerful power, long life, and - supreme glory.

In the eyes of the people, this ceremony is far more important than any festival. It is the dream of almost every imperial person to become a participant in the awarding ceremony.

And for the Burning Emperor, this is also a good opportunity to collect faith, enhance the cohesion and identity of the empire.

Therefore, the government also encouraged this. In recent days, flyers for the award ceremony were hung all over the empire, and many factories even gave special holidays.

One day before the ceremony, people had already filled the Emperor's Square, and some even brought their own beds and tents to camp on the spot.

Of course, they were soon discovered by the patrolling sheriff and asked to put these things away.

Citizens of many races of the empire, including humans, goblins, hobgoblins, kobolds, ogres, and tieflings, looked up at the altar that towered into the sky and sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

"Hurry up and find a good spot!"

"I'm so envious."

"Yes, it's worth it if I can go up there once in my life to kill the enemy and get the grace of His Majesty."

"This is the imperial dream mentioned in the Imperial Daily!"

"For the sake of His Majesty Cassius, don't push forward! You damn ogre!"

"Little thing, get out of the way!"

"You were raised by the nobles of the North, who do you think is small?"

As more and more imperial people gathered, the environment nearby became more and more noisy, and various frictions and conflicts continued.

"Stop! Fighting is prohibited in the city!"

The sheriffs riding on the wyverns hovered in the air, maintaining basic order.

"Hurry up!"

"This is a large-scale event. If you come late, there will be no seats!"

"The boss should come out and show his face, this seems to be a traditional practice."

"Is there a chance to touch the tail of His Majesty Cassius?"

Soon, players also came in groups, filling up the already crowded square.

Nearly 10% of the three million players in the empire gathered here, and many were on their way.

"Dang--"

The dull bell sounded, the imperial flag fluttered in the air, and the Centaur military band played an impassioned triumphal song.

Accompanied by the ripples of space, the ogre holding a scepter appeared on the top of the Istalia Altar, overlooking the hundreds of thousands of imperial citizens below.

"It's the Prime Minister!"

"What a grand event, every time the awarding of honors is presided over by the adults themselves."

"This is a ceremony that even His Majesty attaches great importance to!"

Listening to the noisy voice, Trump frowned slightly and knocked the ground hard with his scepter.

Dang, dang

"Silence!

To ensure the normal progress of the ceremony, please keep quiet and wait for His Majesty's arrival."

With the power of magic, Trump's clear voice echoed in the venue, echoed in the ears of every citizen, and spread throughout the city of Istalia.

Instantly, hundreds of thousands of people present were quiet, and they looked up at the sky with expectation and piety. The venue became particularly solemn, and low prayers were heard from time to time.

At Trump's order, the goats played magnificent music again, with powerful drums and high-pitched pianos, as if paving the way for the arrival of a great man.

"Roar--"

The long dragon roar came from the sky, and the strong wind pressure fell on everyone's shoulders. The huge red figure slowly descended from the clouds and appeared on the top of the Istalia altar.

The red dragon, whose body length was nearly 50 meters, flapped its wings and set off hurricanes in the air.

Instantly, the wind swept away the remaining clouds and the sky was clear.

Then, the rising sun slowly appeared behind him, emitting a thousand-foot-high light, as if it was held up by the huge dragon body.

The surface of the red scales was covered with a vague halo, shining brightly and looking particularly sacred.

"Cassius"

"Great Red Dragon!"

"Your Majesty! His Majesty the Emperor is simply the red sun hanging high in the sky!"

"No, even the sun is not as glorious and majestic as Your Majesty! This is the supreme status of His Majesty Cassius!"

On the ground, people looked up at the sky devoutly, regardless of the scorching sun, and kept sighing and praising. The majestic figure of the Red Dragon was reflected in those pairs of fanatical eyes.

At this moment, all living beings were chanting his glory - even those crazy and heartless starfallers were no exception.

"Emperor Kai is invincible!"

"For the Burning Empire!"

"His Majesty Cassius! The male dragon among male dragons! The male among males! The giant dragon, the devil, the destroyer dragon."

"I want to touch His Majesty Cassius's tail!"

They were also infected by this fanatical atmosphere and began to cheer loudly, but the words they used were still a little strange, but the people of the empire around them had long been accustomed to it.

Although Cassius restrained himself, the invisible dragon power still descended on the city, making people within a hundred miles feel nervous.

Even those who did not participate in the ceremony stopped their work and looked at the Istalia Altar in the center of the city, and even knelt down for it.

"Boom!"

With the earth shaking and dust flying all over the sky, the red dragon landed on the top of the altar.

He folded his wings, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at the countless people below with his deep light golden vertical pupils, nodding slightly.

Ignoring the voices of the players, Cassius was quite satisfied with this. After the end of the war against the abyss, his reputation in the empire went up a level.

The image of the god of victory and the god of war was consolidated in people's minds again, and even the position of "guardian god" was added.

Even though Cassius had not yet ascended to godhood, he could clearly feel the strong faith overflowing from the hearts of the people of the empire.

Soon.

After conquering Fadlan in the south and seizing the legacy of the "Sun Emperor", Cassius was confident that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods.

Thinking of this, the red dragon slowly spoke, and the thunderous sound echoed in the city, making everyone stand in awe, but the words he said seemed particularly ordinary.

"Good morning, all citizens of the empire."

Hearing the emperor's personal greetings, the citizens of the empire at the foot of the altar suddenly boiled up, and their cheers surged like waves.

"Good day, Your Majesty!"

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

But when Cassius continued to speak, the cheers suddenly dissipated, and everyone listened attentively.

"I once said that the Empire would never tolerate the atrocities of the devil, and I have fulfilled my promise and completely driven the devil back to the abyss.

During this period, the soldiers on the battlefield were not afraid of death, and killed the devil with artillery and swords to avenge their compatriots. The people in the rear worked day and night to transport ammunition to the front line.

And you, citizens of the Empire, you are all great! You have withstood this test, and used blood and fire to show the will of the Empire to the abyss and the world!"

As soon as Cassius's voice fell, people's shouts and cheers rose to the sky, like an erupting volcano, as if to pierce the sky.

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

"Long live the Empire!"

"For the Burning Empire!"

Even the spies from the Harpist Alliance, Thracian Kingdom, Cassander Kingdom and other forces who were mixed in the crowd forgot their identities for a moment and followed the crowd to cheer.

The characteristics of [Trickster] became more terrifying under the blessing of charisma. Every word and every word Casius said seemed like the magic of a great wizard.

The hundreds of thousands of people present felt their blood boiling and their hearts surging. They wanted to rush into the abyss and slaughter those demons.

After rounds of shouting, people still did not stop, as if they would never be exhausted.

Casius nodded with satisfaction, then raised his claws and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"I also said this: The Empire will never treat its citizens who contribute to it unfairly.

I have also fulfilled my promise. I gave those warriors who fought desperately, the officials who performed their duties diligently, and the researchers who worked hard powerful strength, long life, and honorable status.

And now, I will allow you to be my agent and allow you to use the authority of the Empire on my behalf."

Hearing Cassius' words, people were particularly excited, but also a little confused. They did not know the weight of this sentence, nor did they understand the meaning of the so-called "authority".

But the high-ranking officials of the Empire were shocked and in an uproar.

Although they did not understand Cassius's "special existence", they all vaguely knew that the emperor had a power, a power that allowed him to have a god-like status in the Empire - that is the authority of the Empire.

Kneeling on the ground, Trump widened his eyes and could not help but look up, looking up at the red dragon not far away.

"Master, this..."

"Isn't this a bit too much?"

Casius looked complacent. He grinned and whispered to the ogre: "This is only part of my authority. My relationship with the agent is like that between Amaunator and the Seraphim in his kingdom.

And Rump, as a wizard, aren't you curious about this power?"

Rump bowed his head to the ground and quickly replied: "I dare not, master, that belongs to you"

Having said that, Rump had to admit that for a spellcaster, the power to control everything is indeed very tempting.

"Don't be afraid.

I'm not worried. Your souls are already in my hands."

Casius raised his head nonchalantly and ordered the scribe beside him: "Let the heroes of the empire come up. They will get everything they deserve." (End of this chapter)