Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The choice of the people of the empire.

Hearing Cassius's words, Olivia's heart trembled suddenly. She wanted to escape, but she still couldn't help but look at the people on the ground, especially their faces——

"How come."

Not only did the people of the empire who heard the news of the war not show the fear, panic, disgust and other emotions they should have, but instead everyone's face turned red, and the faces with different appearances were filled with bright smiles.

Workers in the ordnance factories were happy because the war would bring a flurry of orders.

Although working overtime is extremely tiring, it can also bring them more generous rewards, allowing them to buy a residence in the city early and become true Istalians.

Soldiers in the army are happy because war brings honor and status.

In the minds of the soldiers, under the protection of the Burning Emperor, who symbolizes strength and victory, they are invincible and invincible. War is just a ladder to climb to high status and a test for the brave.

The tavern owners and waiters are also very happy, because the war will bring prosperity to business.

After the war, the soldiers who received their military pay and trophies would flock to the tavern, spend the night, party all night, and even scatter gold coins everywhere.

The players were even more excited. They opened champagne and even ran naked on the street to celebrate the long-awaited good news.

In their eyes, where is the cruel war? These are all large-scale dungeons for gaining experience and grabbing equipment!

After seeing these imperial people with different identities and statuses, but all cheering for the coming of war, Olivia fell into deep self-doubt.

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

Why, why is it that even though we are about to fall into a war, all the people are celebrating? Could it be that she is the only one who is at fault?

Is this war of aggression really just?

Olivia recalled Cassius's words just now: "War is a means, not an end." "The Empire will bring real order to the Fianso Continent." "This is not out of selfish desires, but the Empire The common choice of the people”.

The red dragon's voice seemed to have some kind of magic power, which could make Olivia feel recognized from the bottom of her heart, dragging her thoughts into the abyss little by little.

For a moment, countless oil painting-like images flashed through Olivia's mind: the people of Fadland wailing under artillery fire, the red dragons hovering in the sky, and the imperial workers working day and night in factories.

In the end, the scene stayed at the ancient silver dragon, which symbolized the old order, falling from the sky.

Olivia shook her head violently and murmured in a low voice, her eyes already blurry: "No, it shouldn't be like this. The future order shouldn't be like this. It's too cruel and tyrannical."

Cassius lowered his head and approached the silver-haired girl with a smile. The sulfurous and somewhat hot breath washed over Olivia's fair face.

The look in the red dragon's pale golden vertical pupils was particularly strange, as if he was looking at a newborn baby, which made Olivia feel a little uncomfortable.

"Olivia, you are still too naive."

Cassius raised his head, looked at the sun in the sky, and sighed: "The old order is on the verge of collapse, and all obsolete economic forms, all corresponding relationships, and political systems will be shattered.

After the collapse of the old order, an era of chaos will come, and a new order will emerge from the darkness and chaos.

Like any transformation in nature, this transformation process must be bloody and cruel. It must be accompanied by the death of countless people and the destruction of countless families. No one can stop it. "

Cassius lowered his head again, staring closely at Olivia, who was extremely small in the giant claws, and said in a heavy voice: "Olivia, I thought you would understand me.

I just want to use the power of the empire to speed up this inevitable process and make people's pain shorter, just like cutting the skin with a scalpel and taking out the newborn baby. "

"Cassius, you"

Olivia raised her head and stared at the majestic face showing a touch of sadness in astonishment. She didn't know for a moment whether this was a true expression of true feelings or another deception.

Although she still couldn't fully understand Cassius's words, she was vaguely convinced by him.

Maybe - this unique red dragon is really saving the world?

Olivia felt that the space in front of her was distorted and the world was spinning. When she came back to her senses, she had escaped from the red dragon's giant claws and staggered to stand on the altar of Isdalia.

She raised her head and saw the red dragon emperor showing his majestic and majestic figure to his people, spreading his extremely broad wings, casting a huge shadow in the city of Isdalia.

"roar--"

The red dragon slowly raised its head, looked up to the sky and roared, making a long roar that shook the earth and resounded throughout the Anzeta Wilderness.

Olivia lowered her head and saw that the people in the city were piously, even almost fanatically looking at the red dragon high in the sky.

"Your Majesty Cassius, it's really His Majesty the Emperor! It's really Him!"

"Praise the great red dragon!"

"As long as His Majesty is here, we will definitely win!"

They crowded forward, like worshiping fanatics, and some even knelt down and kissed the ground, because it was a great honor to appear in the shadow of the wings.

In the boiling crowd, people were shouting at the top of their lungs. Their shouts and shouts were like raging waves, one after another, as if their enthusiasm would never stop and their strength would never be exhausted.

——Because the emperor in the sky is their greatest spiritual support and source of strength, allowing them to have a steady stream of power.

"Long live His Majesty Cassius! Praise be to the only and supreme Emperor of Anzetta!"

"The wings are broader than the sky; the back is taller than the earth; the tail is longer than the mountains. All people worship together, the great red dragon in the sky!"

The knights of the Dragonsworn Temple recited prayers solemnly, while the monks of the Order sang the magnificent "Caesius' Hymn" together.

In this warm atmosphere, even Olivia was infected and felt inexplicably excited in her heart.

When she looked at the sky again, the rays of the sun shone on the red scales. The red dragon spread its wings against the light, and the golden lines outlined the almost perfect body outline.

Along with the exciting music, a solemn and sacred atmosphere spread out. In her beautiful blue-gray eyes, Cassius at this moment was like a statue of a god, sacred, majestic, and inviolable.

For a moment, Olivia's thoughts were confused, and her delicate face showed confusion. She could no longer tell the difference at all.

She couldn't tell which one was the real Cassius, the red dragon who spoke fiercely just now, or the god-like emperor now. Or maybe they are just one aspect of Emperor Burning Ember.

Olivia couldn't help but murmured to herself: "What is the real you, Cassius?"

At the same time, the red dragon flapped its wings high in the sky, overlooking all the living beings below, and accepted countless fanatical looks from the people of the empire.

Relying on his extremely high status and various constant spells such as [Eye of True Sight], Cassius has been able to see the nectar-like power pouring out from the souls of the people of the empire - that is faith, extremely Pure faith.

"Very good, that's it. When I have a true godhead, they will all become my source of strength."

"But now, it is more important to wake them up, bring them the enthusiasm for war, and let the resting beast of the Ember Empire - completely wake up."

Cassius looked down at the crowd and thought in his heart.

The next moment, the supreme true dragon crown inlaid with gems appeared on the red dragon's head, shining brightly in the sunlight, adding a bit of majesty to him.

"My dear subjects"

The red dragon slowly opened its mouth, and the thunderous sound echoed in the city of Istalia, and even spread throughout the Anzeta Wilderness with the help of the power of the Empire Domain.

In an instant, whether it was Bator City and Beifeng Castle in the north, or Straf Castle and Blackstone Castle in the south, as long as they were cities affiliated with the Burning Ember Empire, huge dragon-headed shadows appeared in the sky above them.

——This is none other than their ruler, Emperor Cassius of Burning Ember.

When Cassius spoke, the dragon-headed phantoms also opened their huge mouths and made the same solemn sound.

At this moment, not only the citizens of Istalia, but also the nearly ten million citizens of the entire Ember Empire - whether they are humans, hobgoblins, tieflings, ogres, or those wyverns and chimeras, they all They all raised their heads and looked at the emperor high in the sky.

"Hello, my dear subjects."

"I am Cassius Claudius Norixius, the sole ruler of the Great Wilderness of Anzeta and the Emperor of the Ember Empire."

The red dragon's tone didn't have many ups and downs, and he just stated his identity in a flat voice - even though everyone in the empire knew this.

However, just such a sentence caused the entire empire to boil, with millions of people shouting and cheering.

"Long live!"

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

"Praise the great red dragon! Please bless us to be invincible and invincible!"

There is no need for excessive rhetoric, let alone the retelling of the astonishing achievements. As long as the Burning Emperor appears there, he is already a symbol of victory and hope, and can bring endless power to the people of the empire.

Of course, there are also players from various branches of the "Dragon Control Club" who shout out treacherous declarations and want to touch His Majesty Cassius's tail, paws, and even...

Eventually, they were reported by the enthusiastic crowd and arrested by the Imperial Guard's tiefling Justice.

But Cassius, who was hanging high in the sky of Istalia, did not pay attention to these trivial matters. He continued to speak in a steady and powerful voice:

"Today, I send you out not only to fight, but also to defend justice and challenge those injustices."

The [Smooth Talker] was firing on all cylinders, making Cassius's words of confusing right and wrong and describing aggression as defending justice seem so justified that millions of people in the empire were not even aware of the problem.

"These southerners have a far richer and richer land than we do. In the words of the former Fadland emperor - this is a God-given land flowing with honey and milk and buried with gold.

But we could only be trapped in the remote and barren Anzetta Wasteland, enduring a life of poverty for thousands of years. It was not until the establishment of the empire that the situation improved. "

Cassius waved his wings again, setting off a fierce hurricane, and his voice became a little passionate, even showing a hint of indignation.

"But - they didn't cherish it! The foolish descendants of the gods fought each other for the legacy of the Holy Fadlan Empire. They greedily occupied all the land in the central part of the continent, but turned the place that should have been heaven into hell!

Don't the people of our Burning Empire deserve such land? Can we only watch those arrogant Fadlan people fight each other?"

"No -"

Countless people in the empire were infected by Cassius' words, their faces flushed, shouting angrily, and their voices rose like a tsunami.

Seeing that people's emotions reached the peak, Cassius said firmly and forcefully: "As the emperor of the Burning Empire, I cannot allow such a thing to happen!

I hope that my subjects can also have their own territory under the sun, and can also proudly hold their chests high for being people of the Burning Empire!

Only when our flag flies high on the land of North Ethel amid the cheers of victory, and these remnants of Fadlan accept the coming of peace, can I really feel at ease and have real peace.

We must also make the name of the Burning Empire famous in the land of Feanso, so that the despicable southerners will be intimidated by us and never dare to despise us again!"

"Conquer--"

"Do everything for the great blueprint of the Burning Empire!"

"We will establish a new order! We will make the name of the Burning Empire their nightmare!"

This series of declarations made the emotions of the people of the empire rise one after another, and they waved their fists, letting the shouts and war cries sweep across millions of square kilometers of Anzeta.

Although Cassius' speech was full of specious arguments and logical loopholes, under the influence of this fanatical atmosphere, the people of the empire had long lost their reason and even lost themselves, becoming part of the violent war beast.

Whether it was workers, officers, citizens or vendors, they were all caught up in this inexplicable war frenzy, and it became more and more intense under the catalysis of the imperial order.

And this is exactly the effect that Cassius tried his best to achieve. Compared with the Anzeta Great Wasteland, the Feianso Continent is so large that the empire is likely to suffer a serious counterattack as long as it stops.

Therefore, as long as it enters the war, the Burning Empire needs to continue to conquer until it occupies the entire Feianso Continent.

Now, under the call of its master, the terrifying beast of the Burning Empire has completely awakened, and its goal is the prey in the south.

On the top of the Istalia Altar, Olivia looked at the fanatical crowd and felt that she was out of tune with them. She couldn't help but feel a little lost, as if she could not naturally fit in.

Maybe she was really wrong.

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