The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Seeing the serious expressions on Attilan and Audreys, the princess also realized that the sulfur smell was not a simple matter. After carefully recalling the situation at the time, she replied:

“It is indeed the smell of sulfur. I remember I also asked the pharmacist why his potion could awaken my father. He told me it was because sulfur contains a special power, but ordinary pharmacists cannot stimulate the power in sulfur.”

“But he is different. He was guided by a mysterious pharmacist and mastered a mysterious power that can use sulfur to ignite flames. The effect of the potion made with this special flame is two to three times that of ordinary potions.”

Mysterious pharmacist, special flame ignited by sulfur?

This guy is definitely a devil!

Attilan smiled and narrowed his eyes.

“Princess, I wonder where that mysterious pharmacist is now. He has mastered such a peculiar secret technique. I very much hope to be able to exchange ideas with him on the use of magic.”

Audreys took a bite of a sun apple from Attilan's dimensional bag.

“Shouldn’t the work of打击 them be done by us? Compared to them, our status seems to be even lower.”

After all, in the eyes of the gods, devils are just stealing meat from the plate, while elemental dragons are crows that overturn the table, preventing them from eating any meat at all, so the gods naturally want to eliminate the elemental dragons.

“You can’t say that. Since we have decided to develop our own power in this world, then naturally we can’t let those bugs in the sewers steal our things.”

“Don’t forget, there is a very special barrier in this world. We can stay safely in this world because of the existence of the barrier.”

Audreys nodded thoughtfully.

“That’s right, if they want to come in and harvest the souls of mortals, they do need to break the barrier first. It seems that those guys used the right to harvest souls to make them the vanguard.”

The princess looked at Attilan and Audreys, who were speaking in riddles, in confusion.

“What are you talking about? What is harvesting the souls of mortals, what barrier, what vanguard? Why don’t I understand a single word? Are you talking about necromancers?”

Attilan smiled slightly.

“Poor princess, those guys are much more cruel than necromancers. They will do everything possible to extract all the power contained in the souls of those mortals who make deals with them in a painful way.”

“Although I really don’t want to tell you this bad news, but unfortunately, your father drank the potion made from hellfire, and it is highly likely that his soul has been marked by a devil.”

“After your father dies, his soul will be transformed into the power of a devil.”

The princess's pupils shrank, and she looked at Attilan nervously, clenching her fists.

“Devil, what is that? Shouldn’t my father’s soul go to the kingdom of the commercial god he believes in?”

Attilan just smiled. The faith of mortal kings is generally not very pious. Souls of this quality are always thrown into the underworld to be ground into the most basic soul particles.

Then the soul particles return to the material world and become the power to nurture newborns.

“The souls of mortals have three destinations: heaven, the underworld, and hell. As for which world to go to, it depends on what you do in the material world.”

“Princess, your soul looks pretty good, and there is a possibility of going to heaven. There is endless bread to eat and endless honey water to drink in heaven. Reincarnating into heaven is indeed a good choice.”

“If you are lucky, you can also work in the kingdom of a certain god and have the possibility of becoming an immortal.”

The princess was completely unmoved.

“Don’t talk about such distant things. Now let’s talk about how to defeat my brother and take the River Valley Kingdom back from him.”

“Since devils are such terrifying beings in your mouths, then my brother making a deal with a devil is likely to destroy the River Valley Kingdom. Since devils don’t even let go of souls, then everything in the River Valley Kingdom will kneel in the hands of the devil.”

Attilan smiled and shook his head. Devils only want souls, but there is no need to explain too much to the princess now.

“You are a princess, so you must know the terrain of the River Valley Kingdom. We need you to point out a hidden road to the capital. As long as we reach the capital, we can easily help you break into the palace and capture the little prince alive.”

The werewolf general next to him flashed a strange light in his eyes. He remembered that the general had said that he would send an army to directly attack the capital of the Eastern Kingdom. Now they are directly attacking the capital of the River Valley Kingdom. In the future, the task of attacking the capital of the Eastern Kingdom, can it also be handed over to them?

The princess used a broken sword to draw a map of the River Valley Kingdom on the ground, pointing to the map and said:

“Look, this is where we are now, and this is the capital. It is basically impossible to reach the capital secretly. In order to facilitate the passage of merchants, the nobles in various places have built roads and collect taxes.”

Attilan nodded. As long as it involves money, these nobles are always very active. On the issue of taxation, the nobles can always show their talents for taking as much as possible.

In order to catch those guys who evade taxes, the nobles must have a very keen sense of smell.

They may not be able to defeat Attilan’s army, but the army has 10,000 combat soldiers and 15,000 auxiliary soldiers. With so many people, even the stupidest nobles can discover their marching route.

Attilan had a flash of inspiration and decided to divide his troops according to his plan for the Eastern Kingdom.

“You also remember that my plan is for one unit to destroy the enemy’s food and another unit to attack the capital. Now there is a good opportunity for us to try whether this plan works or not.”

“Werewolf General, lead 80% of the werewolves and half of the boar-men to stay and continue destroying the food. Centaur General, Boar General, lead all the centaurs and half of the boar-men to raid the capital.”

“The remaining werewolf soldiers are responsible for blocking the news along the marching route, so as to prevent the capital from knowing that an army is heading towards the capital.”

“I wonder if the princess still has the confidence to persuade them to be loyal to you?”

The princess gritted her teeth and waved the broken sword in her hand.

“Although this sword in my hand is broken, it can still kill people.”

As she said that, the princess waved the broken sword in her hand and shot out a cyan light blade, cutting off a small tree the size of a bowl five meters away.

Attilan walked forward and picked up the tree, emitting a strong natural vitality from his hand to reconnect the cut tree.

“If you want to cut something, aren’t those guys wearing armor on the ground very good? Why are you cutting a tree? This tree is so innocent.”

The princess took a deep breath. This guy killed so many people in the town without blinking an eye, but he was complaining for a tree.

The princess seriously suspected that there was something wrong with Attilan's brain.

Sensing the natural aura on Attilan, the princess suddenly widened her eyes.

"You're a Druid! Are they… all your animal companions?!"

Although General Wild Boar wasn't smart, he knew about Druids and animal companions, and he raised the mace in his hand, wanting to hit the princess.

"You are the Great General's pet now!"

After saying this, he suddenly realized that he couldn't hit the princess. The princess was the Great General's pet, so hitting the princess would be like slapping the Great General's face.

He could only angrily slam the mace on the ground, causing a small earthquake.

"Alright, gather the soldiers to rest. We'll continue our journey at dawn."

Before leaving, Attilan had the princess prepare a map and a list of names for the werewolf general, instructing him to attack the nobles who were loyal to the little prince, and to train his troops in the process.

Attilan and Audkyst didn't move with the main force. Since this matter might involve devils, it was necessary for them to go to the capital to gather information first.

The barrier was still there, so only devils of ordinary strength could reach the material plane. Anyway, they couldn't be a match for the two of them. On the contrary, by the time the army reached the capital,

The devils with keen senses would have already disappeared without a trace.

Learning from the princess that the apothecary who controlled hellfire was still serving the little prince, Attilan and Audkyst immediately flew towards the capital.

Of course, before setting off, Attilan certainly didn't forget to send a message to Sestius and the Vine Woman, telling them that traces of devils had appeared in the northern human kingdom.

Humans, a race with complex emotions, could give birth to saints whose souls could be reincarnated as angels, and could also give birth to evil devils in the world.

Of course, most humans are just numb ordinary people driven by life.

Whether it's a saint or a devil, whether they do good or evil, they must first have enough to eat. Even if ordinary people want to do bad things, they don't have much destructive power.

On the contrary, the rules protect ordinary people. If they do bad things, they will actively destroy the rules. Ordinary people who lose the protection of the rules are just a piece of meat in the eyes of the strong.

Flying in the air, Audkyst looked at the bright moon in the sky and said to Attilan beside her:

"Now we can still enjoy such a pure white moon. After we catch the devil and force him to reveal his plan, I don't think we can be as leisurely as we are now, right?"

Attilan gave Audkyst a faint look.

"You're thinking too much. You don't really think that we two immature sea dragons are qualified to manage matters involving devils, do you? Not to mention the Archdevils, we can't even beat some of the lesser lords in hell."

"Hell has accumulated so much power over the years that even a minor lord has legendary strength. How long do you think you need to contend against a legend?"

Audkyst was silent for a moment before saying:

"I'm a little short now, but as long as I train hard, it won't take ten years to contend against a legend without any problems!"

Attilan's mouth twitched. In less than ten years, Audkyst would be an adult, and her strength as a sea dragon alone would be a challenge rating of 14 or 15.

Not to mention that in these ten years, she would make some achievements in the wizard profession. It was really possible to contend against a legend.

"Ahead is the River Valley Capital. We can't use our dragon bodies to move forward anymore. Let's land and walk in."

Through some druid spells, Attilan easily led Audkyst over the city wall. You have to say, although the River Valley Kingdom is just a small kingdom, the city wall is really not low.

The adobe brick city wall is actually ten meters high. It's just that the straight city wall looks a bit too stupid. You can tell at a glance that this place hasn't seen much war.

"Let's go. The princess said that the little prince has bestowed a magnificent residence to the apothecary near the Big Bell in the east of the city. You'll know which one is the apothecary's residence when you get there."

Bypassing the patrolling army, pulling Audkyst who was curiously looking at everything around her, they finally arrived near the Big Bell Tower. Sure enough, Attilan saw a residence that actually had four floors.

The surrounding houses were only two stories high at most. In contrast, this residence was indeed very conspicuous.

Audkyst sniffed.

"The smell of sulfur. There is indeed a faint aura of hell. It seems to be just a warlock or evil arcanist who has come into contact with the power of hell."

"We won't know exactly who it is until we catch him and interrogate him."

Attilan had at least seen Trina demonstrate stealth techniques, but Audkyst didn't know any stealth techniques at all, and the power she could exert in her high elf form was quite limited.

Clumsily following behind Attilan, sneaking into the apothecary's residence, and then smashing a vase at the first opportunity. The crashing sound instantly woke the apothecary.

The residence also spontaneously lit up with lights, the door was closed, and a magical rope suddenly stretched out, binding Attilan and Audkyst. A sinister voice came from the second floor.

"It's been a long time since a thief dared to come in to steal things. I need new test subjects! Jie jie jie jie jie jie ～"

Attilan looked at the apothecary walking down the wooden planks with a puzzled expression. He was still wearing a black robe at night, covering most of his face. He didn't look like a good person at all.

And as an apothecary who has been contaminated with the power of devils, isn't it a little inappropriate for you to laugh like that?

Since the target had already appeared, Attilan didn't waste any time talking to him.

His hands turned into cyan dragon claws, and he violently broke the ropes that bound him. He grabbed the apothecary's throat with one claw, and the spell that the apothecary was halfway through came to an abrupt end.

"Tell me, who taught you to use your hellfire?"

The apothecary, who was originally very arrogant, instantly became honest. Feeling the power of the claws on his neck, he immediately stammered:

"It was a strange tiger man I met when I was a child. His two hands were reversed. He taught me how to identify herbs, sense magic, and how to use sulfur to ignite flames and refine potions."

"Where is he now?"

The apothecary quickly said:

"He died not long after teaching me how to make potions. I buried him under an apple tree on the back hill of my house."

"Died?"

"Really!"

Attilan nodded thoughtfully.

"Thank you."

The apothecary just breathed a sigh of relief when Attilan's claws suddenly exerted force, twisting the apothecary's neck, and then casually throwing him on the ground.

"People can lie, but souls don't."

Just as Attilan wanted to search the soul, the apothecary, whose neck had been twisted, suddenly stood up unsteadily, saying in a hoarse voice.

"Damn dragon person, I didn't expect you to be so perceptive, to have noticed the me that was hidden."