Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Keng——"

Crassus knocked the table with the scepter in his claws, making a crisp metallic sound, like a bell being struck.

The milky white pole star on the top of the scepter lit up, and a cold wind with a hint of Bahamut spread, sweeping across the entire Hall of Justice in an instant, causing all the golden dragons present to feel a shock in their hearts.

Those young golden dragons who participated in the Golden Dragon Council for the first time opened their mouths wide, with surprise and shock on their faces.

And Cassius looked at the white-gold dragon and the phantom of the starry sky in front of him, pretending to be respectful, but he had already coveted the scepter in his heart.

"This is... a genuine artifact, and its status far exceeds the gem snatched from the old silver dragon."

Feeling the strong and endless fluctuations of divine power, Cassius couldn't help thinking so.

Crasus raised the scepter, and the cold wind dissipated instantly, and he made a deep, rich, and majestic voice.

"In the name of the current Golden Dragon Archon Crassus, I hereby declare that the 267th Golden Dragon Council has begun."

The ancient golden dragon looked around and swept the golden dragons around the long table with a scrutinizing gaze, and then continued: "Everyone, I convened this meeting today to discuss some of the recent problems facing the material world.

I believe you all know that after the fall of Holy Fadlan, those beings that have been lurking in the dark for hundreds of years can no longer hold back."

"Yes, the blue dragons in the Brendan Desert have been very active recently."

"The City of All Laws has detected several newly opened abyss passages, all leading to the material plane."

"We have discovered traces of the long-dormant Dragon Worship in the Seleucid Kingdom, and they are mixing with the Church of Tiamat."

"The Nine Hells are also restless, and the devil has appeared in the material world again."

The golden dragons nodded in agreement, communicating with each other and sharing the disasters and difficulties they encountered.

Cassius also listened quietly, integrating the news from the golden dragons from all over the world. Under the butterfly effect of the Burning Empire, these events have deviated significantly from the plot in memory.

Ten golden dragons jointly discussed one matter, and then submitted a proposal to Crassus, put it on the Golden Dragon Council for public voting, and sent golden dragons with corresponding abilities to handle it in an orderly manner.

According to the tradition of tens of thousands of years, golden dragons above the extremely old stage are qualified to propose individually, and Crassus, as the archon, has a veto.

Soon, the first matter was put up for public voting - it was about the Dragon Worship Cult.

Crassus held the scepter in his hand and waved it gently, and lines of dragon language appeared on the long table, which was the specific information of the task.

"To collect intelligence about the Dragon Cult, at least three adult golden dragons are needed."

"Lord Crassus, I live in the Seleucid Kingdom and should be able to complete this task."

"Grandfather, I am willing to accept this task."

"For the glory of the Lord of the North Wind, I am willing to go deep into the enemy camp and explore intelligence!"

These golden dragons who are born to promote justice and judge evil have volunteered to take the initiative to assume the responsibility of being good dragons.

One by one, pending matters from all over the world were brought to the table. The disasters and evil existences that others could not avoid were obvious targets in the eyes of the golden dragons.

It is said that some crazy golden dragons will take the initiative to disguise themselves as helpless victims such as women and children, and use themselves as bait to lure any evil creatures ambushing nearby. They can be called the originator of "fishing enforcement".

The meeting lasted for three days and three nights. The golden dragons exchanged intelligence with each other and almost included the entire evil forces of Feanso under their jurisdiction-but not the Burning Empire.

"It shouldn't be."

Casius stroked his beard, feeling somewhat puzzled.

According to the moral values ​​of the golden dragons, his Burning Empire should undoubtedly be an "evil force", so why hasn't it been mentioned by the Archon yet?

From the discussions of those golden dragons, he did hear the name of the Burning Empire many times, but Crassus never took it as a task.

Beside him, the ancient golden dragon named Samuel was quite enthusiastic, and seemed to have a good impression of his strange fellow: "Sir Titus, I have heard about your deeds in the south of the continent. The words of those human bards are really interesting."

Across the long table, the ancient golden dragon Elliot also sighed: "Dawn Wing, the Dragon of Dawn, descended from the sky, killed the followers of Gruumsh alone, and repelled the attack of hundreds of thousands of orcs"

Casius shook his head slightly, twisted his beard, and smiled politely.

"Haha, Sir Samuel, you are exaggerating. It's just an exaggeration of mortals.

I am not fighting alone, and the achievements of my allies should not be buried. In the war against the followers of Gruumsh, the High Mountain King of Blackrock Mountain and the Twilight Blade of Serenya played a significant role."

"King——"

At this moment, Crassus knocked on the scepter again, and the golden dragons in the audience immediately quieted down and listened quietly to the speech of the Archon.

The ancient golden dragon looked around and continued: "In addition to the topics mentioned in this meeting, there is another thing-a special request for help from the existence of our golden dragon clan, the current Duke of North Ethel, Walter Graham."

Samuel seemed to remember something and whispered: "I remember this name is the god-born noble who rescued Tatiana from hell decades ago?"

"Yes, it's him."

Crassus nodded and gave a positive answer.

Tatiana was a female ancient dragon. She was captured by a conspiracy in a small-scale conflict between a metal dragon and a five-color dragon. She was then imprisoned in hell by the dragon queen for more than 200 years. It was Walter who rescued her.

Now, Tatiana fell into a deep sleep to recuperate and did not participate in this parliament. The newcomer Titus temporarily replaced her position.

Hearing Crasus's answer, Samuel said: "We golden dragons are definitely not an ungrateful race. I suggest agreeing to his request for help."

"Yes, when the benefactor is in danger, we should not hesitate to lend a helping hand."

"He rescued an ancient golden dragon! If Your Excellency Tatiana were here, she would definitely do her best to support him."

The golden dragons echoed one after another, but Cassius's expression was somewhat wonderful. He did not expect that the leader of the Fadlan Revival Rebellion in his previous life was actually named the so-called "Duke of North Ethel". It seems that it was Wilham's handwriting again.

The North Ayser Plain borders the Casper Hills, which happens to be the primary target of the Empire's southward attack - it seems that this time we are finally talking about the Burning Empire.

"You think too simply"

Crassus's expression is somewhat intriguing, and the pale golden vertical pupils reveal helplessness. He slowly raised the scepter in his hand.     "Walter's opponent is not an ordinary existence, but an extremely terrifying red dragon that is far beyond your imagination."

"Red dragon?"

"Punishing such a brutal and unjust dragon is the innate responsibility of our golden dragons!"

"These guys are full of magma and muscles!"

The young golden dragons are still indignant, while the older golden dragons who are knowledgeable and well-informed have solemn faces and have vague guesses in their hearts.

"His enemy is the ruler of the Great Wasteland of Anzeta, the most powerful red dragon that has appeared in hundreds of years, the Burning Emperor - Cassius Klauberu Noricius."

Crassus raised the silver staff that symbolized the supreme authority of the Golden Dragon Clan above his head, and the glittering starlight appeared in the Hall of Justice, gradually forming a lifelike image.

-It was an extremely huge red dragon. He roared to the sky and spit out raging flames. The hills under his feet were like low earth slopes, and the demons covered by his wings were like ants.

According to the normal proportion, the golden dragons watching discovered an incredible fact-this red dragon was hundreds of meters in size, which was simply unimaginable!

"Good, what a huge red dragon."

"Bahamut, how could such a monster appear among the hundreds of meters long real dragons?"

"I've heard of him. This red emperor almost killed the great elder of the Melward family, Silver Wing Oszedro!"

"Lord of the North Wind, I once went to the Fire Elemental Plane to assist the Prince of Holy Flame. This red dragon is also famous there. He is called the Soul Devouring Dragon by the natives and has devoured the Pasha of the Fire Giant Empire!"

The golden dragons in the Hall of Justice talked to each other, their tone full of amazement, shock and even fear. After all, such a giant dragon is a legendary existence even for them.

Tens of thousands of years have passed since the era when giant dragons ruled the earth, and the glory of the ancestral dragons has long faded. Nowadays, the real dragons who have experienced dozens of blood dilutions can hardly imagine the power of their ancestors.

There were also young golden dragons who had just started their careers who questioned this: "Isn't the mission of our golden dragons to punish evil? Even if this red dragon is as powerful as a god, we should not be afraid.

Lord Crassus, I am willing to accept this mission and repay Walter's kindness!"

-The speaker was the young golden dragon Angel whose name was used by Cassius.

Crassus looked at the young and energetic Angel with the eyes of a junior, and then slowly shook his head.

"Angel, this mission is too dangerous. Your strength is not enough to survive in such a battle. Going there is just sending yourself to die in vain. At least you must have the strength of an ancient dragon to be allowed to go.

What's more, this is a war that is almost impossible to win."

Crassus put down his scepter and said leisurely: "This Cassius is not only powerful, but also has a bloodline comparable to the three generations of ancestral dragons, which means that he has the potential to become a dragon king."

He looked around and swept his eyes over the ancient golden dragons and ancient golden dragons, because only they could understand the meaning of it.

Sure enough, whether it was Samuel, Elliot or Beatrice, they were all shocked and looked extremely solemn.

The Dragon King was able to create a subspecies of dragons, just as Bahamut gave birth to metal dragons, Tiamat gave birth to five-color dragons, and Sadio created gem dragons.

After the Dragonfall War that caused the decline of the dragons, after the remaining ancestral dragons fell one after another, the appearance of Cassius was no longer just about good and evil, but about the revival of the entire dragon race.

Cassius listened carefully to the secrets that Crassus had never heard of even in his previous life, and his expression became serious.

"I really made the right decision this time. Even if I lose this incarnation, it's worth it. I didn't expect that my position is more important than I thought."

Crassus looked at the Bahamut holy emblem inlaid on the top of the scepter and continued, "And it may be different from what you think. According to the information I got, although he is a red dragon, the position of this Burning Cinder Emperor is not inclined to the Five-Colored Dragon Queen.

He signed an alliance contract with the Melward clan, allowing the silver dragon to enter the core power organs of the empire, and even prayed to His Majesty Bahamut - although it was for assistance.

However, the five-color dragons are also trying their best to win over Cassius. They have also sent blue dragon messengers several times to obtain his heirs. "

Having said this, Crassus raised his head, his pale golden eyes flickering like molten gold pools. "Everyone, the Mother of Dragons is resurrecting. She wants to return to the earth and bring disaster to the world.

And the respected Lord of the North Wind, His Majesty Bahamut will not allow it. The protracted war between the metal dragon and the five-color dragon is likely to break out again.

Which side the balance of victory tilts may very well depend on that neutral unstable factor - the Ember Emperor Cassius. "

After listening to the words of the ancient golden dragon, the young golden dragons fell silent and stopped talking. After all, this was a major event related to the future of the ethnic group, and they were not qualified to judge it.

Samuel hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Then what should we do? Should we ignore Walter?"

Crassus sighed and said: "It is impossible for him to win. Let's send an ancient dragon over. Try to save Walter's life as much as possible. This is the best effort we can make."

At this moment, a rich, powerful, and extremely loud voice sounded.

"I have objections."

Immediately, the eyes of all the golden dragons present were attracted, and they all looked at the source of the sound - the ancient golden dragon Titus, known as the "Wings of Dawn".

"Does having ancestral blood violate justice and justice?

The Five-Colored Dragon Queen is far more powerful than the so-called Burning Emperor. Do we have to succumb to him because of our strength? "

Titus's voice was sonorous and powerful, revealing his true feelings, as if coming from the heart, making all the golden dragons present moved.

I saw this ancient golden dragon's eyes blazing, and the golden scales all over his body were shining with light. At this moment, he was indeed like the dawn of dawn, able to ignite the night and bring salvation to the world.

Crassus looked a little ugly, but he still explained: "We just want to pursue a more ambitious and ambitious goal, which is also justice."

"Justice achieved through evil and despicable means is never true justice!"

At this moment, Titus or Cassius was completely caught up in the drama. He stood up and said righteously: "Lord Crassus, I don't know what you mean by the Dragon King, the Third Generation Ancestral Dragon, and the Bloodline Resurrection. mean.

All I know is that there is a brutal red dragon that wants to plunder the territory of kind people, but we, the golden dragon clan, want to ignore it!

I also know that a golden dragon who truly follows the way of Bahamut will never tolerate such a thing happening in front of him, let alone ignore it! "

Cassius's voice became more impassioned and loud, shocking many golden dragons present, and the charm that could distort reality came into play again.

Observing the reactions of the golden dragons, Cassius thought to himself: Bahamut knows the way of Bahamut with a hammer, but I know it best! (End of chapter)