Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Deep in the High Forest, the royal court of Serenia.

The crisp chirping of birds sounded.

I saw a bird with pure white wings passing by the lakeside in the early morning light. It shuttled between the dense forests and finally landed lightly in the palace, bringing a message from the north.

On the window sill deep in the royal court, the crowned Elf Queen stretched out her arm, letting the bird rest on its delicate hand, and then took out the letter from her mouth.

Catherine flapped the bird's wings and smiled gently: "Thank you, go back and thank everyone in the Harper Alliance for me."

The flying bird flapped its wings and soared into the sky, blending into the blue sky. However, it disappeared into the sky in an instant, leaving only a few spotless white feathers.

Catherine then opened the letter in her hand and browsed the news in the letter. Soon, she lightly covered her mouth, with shock and panic in her beautiful eyes.

She raised her head, looked to the north, and murmured to herself: "How is this possible?"

Outside the door, a heroic half-elf female general wearing light armor walked quickly and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, what happened?" "

Catherine turned her head and said: "Rhea, you came just in time. The latest information from the Harper Alliance is that the Mountain Kingdom has been destroyed."

Rhea's pupils suddenly shook: "What? Who did it?"

Catherine said helplessly: "Who else could it be? Of course it's the Ember Empire. They occupied Avendeldan on the pretext of eliminating the threat of the orcs. It's a ridiculous reason."

Rhea frowned: "Where is Ed, the Lord of the Mountains?"

Catherine sighed: "He died a heroic death in the siege. It is said that he was killed by a descendant of the evil dragon."

Suddenly, Rhea gasped. She knew very well the strength of the Lord of the Mountains - he was definitely a strong man at the peak of the legendary level. Even she herself did not have a complete chance of winning.

And the red dragon only sent one of his followers to kill Ed completely! This fully shows the strength of the Burning Ember Empire!

"And this is not over yet. After the death of the Lord of the Mountain, Dumason, the patron saint of the shield dwarves, came to the world, and the emperor of the Ember Empire was also summoned to start an earth-shattering battle."

However, Catherine continued: "Eventually, Dumason left the material plane, and Avendeldan was occupied by the Ember Empire."

After speaking, Catherine handed the letter in her hand to Rhea.

"This, this is really"

Rhea quickly took the letter and quickly read it several times. After confirming that the information was complete, she said in a deep voice: "Incredible."

You know, that's a god!

Even the incarnations of gods possess power and power that mortals cannot imagine. Those who despise divine authority will surely perish, but that red dragon can actually force a god back!

In an instant, the guess hidden in Rhea's heart was shaken.

How could a young dragon that was born decades ago have the strength to fight gods?

Maybe, maybe the lawful neutral red dragon in her memory had long since died in the forest, and the Burning Ember Emperor was a genuine ancient evil dragon that had existed for a long time.

Catherine smiled bitterly, shook her head, then came to the window, held her chin and sighed: "Yes, it's incredible.

The dwarf country that has formed a holy alliance with us, Serenia, and has been around for thousands of years, actually perished in just a few days. It is like a joke. "

Rhea said seriously: "Your Majesty, I told you that the world has become turbulent. It is simply impossible for us elves to bury themselves in the depths of the forest and become ostriches."

Catherine nodded in response: "Rhea, you came here in a hurry this time to persuade me to launch a coup."

"You are right, Your Majesty." Rhea's voice became anxious.

"After the fall of the Mountain Kingdom, this matter has become urgent. If we don't launch a coup, the stale people in the Council of Elders will lead the Moon Elf clan into the abyss!

Your Majesty, the mountain kingdom has been destroyed. Who will become the next prey of that greedy dragon? When the day comes that disaster strikes Serenya, it will be too late. "

"Okay, I agree."

"What, you." Rhea was a little surprised.

After all, Rhea had tried to persuade her several times before but to no avail.

The elf queen has been somewhat hesitant and has been reluctant to launch a coup, always feeling that she is not sufficiently prepared.

Catherine looked at Rhea, holding the silver crescent pendant on her chest tightly with both hands, her lavender eyes showing extremely firm belief.

"Your Majesty Sehanni, the goddess of moonlight, we have been planning for too long. It is time for the rule of those stale ones to come to an end."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Rhea knelt down half-kneeling and said with uncontrollable excitement: "The Harper Alliance will send hundreds of extraordinary people and three legendary powerhouses as reinforcements.

The Silver Moon Followers Army has also been prepared. Each member is absolutely loyal to you. As long as the Holy Day is holy, we can attack the Holy Tree at any time.

There is also His Excellency Trafallano of the Arcane Monastery, who promised to send twenty silver-robed mages."

Catherine said: "By the way, Rhea, do you still know the ancient golden dragon Titus known as the 'Wings of Dawn'?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, Your Excellency Titus is also a fair and selfless strong man." Rhea answered truthfully.

"Invite him too."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

This is far more than just a coup - it is a war, a war that we must win. That powerful golden dragon should be able to provide us with a lot of help.

On the holy day, the dark clouds hanging over Serenia will finally dissipate, and the sacred moonlight will shine on the earth again. "

Catherine raised her head and looked at the spectacular and towering holy tree in the distance, her violet pupils shining with unprecedented light.

Turbulent times are coming.

And she will lead Serenya and her elven people to find a bright new path for them in this turbulent world full of war.

But the Elf Queen never imagined that her casual words would be the beginning of attracting the wolf into the house.

Ugo steppe.

The vast grassland is almost covered with green, but it is not a light green with yellow mixed with wild grass, but an extremely rich and disgusting dark green.

Green mushrooms grow continuously, they are densely packed, greedily absorbing the energy of the earth, turning everything they can touch into nourishment for breeding orcs.

"Click."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of the membrane rupturing under the umbrellas of the mushrooms. Then, the mounds of soil suddenly bulged, and then pairs of large dark green hands broke out of the soil, their skins still covered with mucus.

I saw a strong orc with a ferocious face emerging from the ground. Soon, these "newborns" adapted to the outside environment. They all looked up to the sky and howled, making a manic roar that resounded through the sky.

"WAAAGH!!!"

In just a moment, hundreds more orcs were born on this grassland. The reproduction rate was simply outrageous, but the grassland where they were born has been plundered into barren sand.

Then, these newly born orcs instinctively ran along the black river, rushing towards the valley like a tide.

"Very good, very good, hahahaha, we have more and more warriors! The Red Blood Tribe has never been so prosperous! Praise Father God Gruumsh!" Zoro stood on the top of the hill, laughing wildly.

At this moment, the orc chief has become more ferocious and has already exceeded the genetic limit of the orcs.

He is tall and muscular, nearly six meters tall. He wears an ugly piece of armor made of all kinds of scrap metal and animal scales. It is smeared with various colors of oil paint, and there are huge weapons on his hands. claws.

After being transformed by some mysterious power, the temperament of this originally taciturn interim chief changed drastically and he became increasingly manic.

In fact, not only him, but all the orcs have become stronger, more enthusiastic about fighting, and more fearless of death. They can be called biological weapons.

Zoro looked around and saw a crowd of people at his feet, constant noise, and a smelly smell rising to the sky - the valley was actually crowded with green-skinned orcs! Their number has been difficult to estimate.

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If such a torrent of orcs appeared in front of them, those dwarves would probably tremble with fear. Solo had already imagined an extremely wonderful scene in his mind.

He seemed to have seen the dwarves being torn apart by the tide of beasts, with corpses lying everywhere, and he led the beasts to cheer at the top of the city of Avendeldan.

How wonderful that is! He will fulfill the long-cherished wish of his tribe for thousands of years and become the hero of the orc tribe!

In this way, even if Batu is resurrected and sees this scene, he will probably bow his head respectfully and call him "chief"!

Thinking of this, Zoro became more and more proud, and even the smelly saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"We already have such a powerful force and deserve more living space. The great beast Gruumsh has given us the natural power of plunder!

We are born to wage war, prey on the weak and take everything from them! "

The orc chief raised the giant claw in his hand and roared loudly: "People, do you want to capture Avendeldan and kill all those damn dwarves!"

"think!"

"WAAGH!"

"Great, there's a fight! I'm going to smash those little dwarfs into meat pies!"

Suddenly, an orc riding a warg came from a distance, shouting: "Lord Chief! Lord Chief!! Avendeldan has fallen! The mountain kingdom has been destroyed!"

"What?"

Zoro was stunned. He felt confused and shocked at first. He hadn't set off on the expedition yet. Why did Avendeldan fall?

No, it's not him! They're not even the orcs!

Afterwards, the orc chief felt extremely embarrassed and furious: "Who! Who did it! That is our orc land!

How could they occupy Avendeldan before us? This is a naked humiliation! It is a provocation to the great orc clan! "

The orc messenger replied: "Yes, it is the Burning Ember Empire!"

"Bang!"

In a rage, Zoro punched the rock under his feet, causing debris to fly everywhere and creating a huge crater.

"Damn you bastards raised by the dwarves! It's the Ember Empire again! Not only did they kill our envoys, they also took away the achievements that should belong to me and the orcs!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zoro threw out several more angry fists, and the hill was smashed so hard that it kept wailing and was covered in cracks.

The orc chief was so angry precisely because the Ember Empire had so easily accomplished what the orcs had failed to accomplish for thousands of years—occupied Avendeldan.

You must know that Avendeldan is known as the "city that will never fall" and is the royal capital of the shield dwarves.

For thousands of years, dwarves and orcs have fought fiercely around this city. There are probably millions of orcs who have died there. There is even a river of bones piled up in the valley of the Path of Glory. .

But in the end, it was the Burning Ember Empire that came out of nowhere to seize Avendeldan. How could Zoro not be angry?

"Kill them all!"

"Snatch them all!"

"Let's go get Evandeldan back!"

The green-skinned orcs below were also furious and roared together, even though many of them were just born and did not understand what "Avendeldan" and "The Ember Empire" were.

But they could tell one thing: there was going to be a fight soon!

In this short month, millions of green-skinned orcs have spawned on the Ugo Grassland. They have swept across the entire grassland like passing locusts, killing everything they can see - whether it is grass, trees, or beasts. Or monsters gnawed them all clean.

Nowadays, what these orcs desire most is a hearty and reckless war that allows them to vent their desire to kill in every cell of their body.

Zoro's eyes were scarlet, he pulled out the spear beside him, raised it high, and roared: "Since the Mountain Kingdom has been destroyed, our next target is the Ember Empire!

I heard that their emperor is a dragon, so we are going to cut off the head of that big reptile and make it into a decoration! Fold off his wings and make a tent, take off his limbs and tail and stew them into broth!

For Father God Gruumsh! "

"WAAGH!!"

"For Father God Gruumsh!"

"Destroy the Ember Empire!"

"Hahahaha! I want to taste what the flesh and blood of this giant dragon tastes like!"

Upon hearing the news of the war, these green-skinned orcs once again burst into cheers and roars. The atmosphere was extremely warm, as if they were going to a feast.

Orc spores filled the valley. Under the crowd, the eyes of these green-skinned orcs were bloodshot.

Just like the principle of locust plague, when the number of green-skinned orcs reaches a certain level, they crowd together and prepare to start a war, their bodies will secrete and release a variety of chemical toxins, causing genetic mutations.

These orcs will become wilder, more violent, even feel no pain, and turn into complete biological weapons - this is the "tide of beasts" that will make all things tremble in the future.

But these orcs didn't know that they were about to become the guinea pigs for the Ember Empire to test new weapons. (End of chapter)