The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

The centaurs' spies hadn't gathered all the information about the magic sword. They only knew that this magic sword was called the Fang of the Fire Dragon and could amplify the power of dragon vein magic by utilizing the dragon bloodline used in forging it.

It seemed the Sun King was well aware that the reason the two dukes hadn't yet invaded the royal territory was entirely because he, the Sun King, was leading the charge. Once he couldn't hold on any longer, the Northern Kingdom's royal family would be destroyed.

The Sun King's strength was indeed the greatest among the nobles and generals of the Northern Kingdom, but his ability to defeat a thousand men single-handedly didn't mean he could take on ten thousand.

The Sun King was growing, but the two dukes' armies were also growing. In particular, the Duke of the West had spent a lot of money to purchase three thousand sets of enchanted heavy armor from the Dwarven Kingdom to counter the Sun King.

After this heavy armored unit grew, the Sun King also realized that he could no longer treat the dukes' armies like mowing grass as he had before. His power was almost no longer sufficient.

The Duke of the West had also painstakingly recruited those savage and primitive hunting barbarians from the western mountains, spending five years organizing them into such an elite force.

At that time, the Duke of the West had recruited three thousand people from the deep mountains. The duke felt heartache every time one of those barbarians with some giant bloodline died.

The duke, coupled with two thousand strong men carefully selected from his army, then had a true elite force belonging to the West.

The Duke of the East wasn't as willing to spend as much money as the Duke of the West.

Mainly because there weren't such high-quality sources of soldiers like the mountain barbarians in the East, so the Duke of the East could only make some efforts in armaments.

The powerful crossbows and ballistae produced in the East were the best in the Northern Kingdom. Even in the entire north, few countries could produce better bows and crossbows than the East.

The Eastern Territory even abounded with warriors who used bows and arrows, and a group of warriors skilled at shooting arrows on horseback had emerged.

Relying on the arrayed crossbowmen and the elite thousand archer cavalry, the Duke of the East wasn't looked down upon by the warriors of the West for his low combat power.

In particular, the ballistae played a huge role in both siege and defense.

In a recent battle, the Duke of the East even relied on the ballistae to shoot and explode the gate of the Crimson Fortress with three consecutive shots, greatly boosting the morale of the allied forces.

The two dukes' army construction gradually improved, even a little too well, making Attilan a little uneasy, feeling that it would become an obstacle for him to finally occupy the Northern Kingdom.

For Attilan now, occupying the Northern Kingdom had become a game. It was impossible for him to personally participate as he had imagined before.

That would make the game less fun. He would only appear at the end to gather people's hearts, not as a trump card to decide the outcome.

Tapping his finger on the table, drinking the golden wine brewed from the abundant Sun Apples, Attilan pondered whether he should help the Sun King to successfully forge the magic sword.

"Old Fishman…"

Attilan looked to the right side of the hall. The Old Fishman wasn't standing there waiting for his instructions; only the Little Fishman was there.

Even after ten years, Little Fishman Fizz's size hadn't changed much. Unlike his brother Sal, who had grown to 1.7 meters, Fizz was still less than 1.5 meters.

Of course, this height also made Fizz an excellent lurker.

"Dragon Lord, it's the same if you instruct me to do anything. I can definitely do better than the old man. If I were to go on this secret assassination mission to investigate the Sun King's strength, I would definitely…"

"Would definitely be turned into dried salted fish!"

Attilan raised an eyebrow. Audrey had unexpectedly appeared again after a long absence. Ever since Attilan had taught Audrey the three original dragon marks representing water, ocean, and life.

"When did you wake up?"

Unexpectedly, Audrey twitched her nose, stepped forward, grabbed the wine pot on Attilan's table, poured herself a cup, and looked at the golden wine swaying in the crystal glass.

She asked curiously:

"What kind of wine is this? Why haven't I seen it the last time I came?"

"It's been almost five years since you came last time. Humans are different from dragons. Human affairs develop very quickly. It's possible that in the process of you taking a nap."

"Many interesting things have been created and then destroyed for some reason."

Audrey looked at him speechlessly and took a sip of the golden wine.

"I'm just drinking wine, you don't need to sigh so much, do you? Are you envious that I can sleep for five years at a time?"

Attilan's mouth twitched. That's right, he was indeed a little envious. Compared to ordinary dragons, he did lack this ability to sleep for a long time.

This kind of sleep wasn't a waste of time. When dragons were in this deep sleep, it would also quickly drive the growth of their strength. For dragons with this talent, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, really wasn't a waste of time.

"So what kind of improvement did you get after sleeping for so long?"

Audrey touched a pair of small emerald dragon horns on the top of her head.

"Guess?"

"I guess it definitely has nothing to do with the dragon horns on your head."

Audrey became anxious.

"Why do you say it has nothing to do with the dragon horns?"

Attilan knew very well that Audrey's sleep could only be related to the original dragon mark. The dragon horns on her head were obviously the dragon form transformation he taught her.

With this pair of dragon horns, Audrey could also maintain her human form and use 70% of her dragon power.

So there was only one truth.

"You engraved the dragon mark on the dragon pearl!"

Attilan quickly waved his hand again.

"No, is the dragon mark engraved on your dragon pearl?"

Audrey was angry, clenched her fists and rushed towards Attilan.

"What do you mean? Are you looking down on me!"

As a result, Attilan grabbed her fist, then reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, and suddenly used force, Audrey plunged into Attilan's solid chest.

"Ouch, what are you doing!"

Attilan said with a wicked smile:

"I didn't do anything, I'm just afraid of being beaten to death by you, so I locked you up in advance."

"Don't even think about it, even if you really want to, you have to wait another fifteen years, otherwise you won't be able to lay a dragon egg."

Attilan gently held her bright red lips, stroked her fair cheeks, and stared deeply into her eyes.

"Is it just for laying dragon eggs in your heart?"

Audrey asked in confusion:

"Otherwise, what is it for?"

Looking at her innocent eyes, Attilan felt that it was better not to fill Audrey's brain with yellow waste.

He tapped her brow and said with a smile:

"Because we are happy together, we choose to be together. If it's just for reproduction, it's better to find a way to promote the dragon transformation secret technique. This speed of expanding the race is much faster than laying dragon eggs."

At least the Dragon Transformation Art can create some fighting power, even if they aren't pureblood dragons. It's much more cost-effective than hatching dragon eggs that take decades to grow.

Failed dragon transformations can even serve as materials for the next dragon transformation attempt, increasing the success rate.

Attilan's words suddenly reminded Audreys, and she abruptly sat up from Attilan's embrace.

"I almost forgot the main thing. Father said that in the direction of the Northern Kingdom you want to conquer, he sensed a strange draconic magical fluctuation, based on the analysis of the sun apple you gave him."

"It is very likely that a Sun Gold Dragon has appeared in the Northern Kingdom!"

Attilan's pupils shrank.

"Haven't those guys all gone to the Celestial Realm? How are there still any in the Material Plane? Did they come down from above? Is there anything in the Elemental Dragon Realm worth those guys in the heavens coveting?"

Digging three feet into the ground wouldn't be enough to describe what they did to the Elemental Dragon Realm back then. Only shifting mountains and filling seas, the vicissitudes of life, the northwest tilting of the sky, and the southeast sinking of the earth could describe it even remotely.

"No, Father said that he once encountered Elemental Dragons from the Celestial Realm. They are no longer pure Sun Gold Dragons, but white-gold Radiant Dragons."

"The color is very similar to the Platinum Dragon God, even more like the descendants of the Platinum Dragon God than Gold Dragons and Silver Dragons. They have already lost the flavor that Elemental Dragons should have."

Attilan sniffed himself and Audreys. What is the flavor that Elemental Dragons should have?

"What are you doing? Can't you, a young dragon, restrain yourself a little!"

"I'm smelling for the flavor! Trying to find the flavor of the Elemental Dragon you mentioned."

Audreys pushed his face away and said lazily in his arms:

"Father said that when your realm reaches a certain level, you will be able to smell it. That flavor is also the reason why the ancient and primordial Elemental Dragons were discovered by the gods."

Then he needs to know even more. Attilan doesn't want to reveal his tail and be discovered by the gods. If he is really forced to reincarnate and start over, that would be too embarrassing for a dragon.

"Father said that we need the power of the Sun Gold Dragon. At the end of the Dragon God's Treasury, there is a bronze door that requires the gathering of eight elemental dragons with different bloodlines, or the collection of eight elemental dragon souls, to have a chance to open it."

"He must sit in the Crystal Palace. There are eyes in the sky and underground staring at him, so the task of finding the Sun Gold Dragon can only be entrusted to us."

"Punk, and the silly Bear Brothers will be responsible for assisting us in completing the mission."

Attilan looked seriously at the side of Audreys' face in his arms.

"This mission actually requires the deployment of six elemental dragons. Are our enemies that powerful?"

Audreys used a fork to pick up a piece of cut watermelon and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Father doesn't enjoy himself as much as you do in the Crystal Palace. Eating watermelon requires not only peeling it but also having someone specially cut it into small pieces. Is there someone who even feeds you?"

Wasn't she saying she wasn't angry?

Attilan picked up a bright red grape and stuffed it into Audreys' mouth.

"Try it, seedless grape, it's very sweet."

Audreys took a bite and found that it really had no seeds, and asked in surprise:

"You are a druid, creating this kind of plant that cannot reproduce. Are you sure the Bearman Master won't beat you up?"

Attilan smiled triumphantly.

"Although this grape is seedless, as long as a section of its vine is cut off and planted in the ground, it can still grow into a grapevine and bear many grapes the following year."

Audreys opened her mouth indifferently.

"Anyway, I'm not the one getting beaten up. I want to eat more."

Attilan helplessly continued to stuff grapes into her mouth. He really wanted to stuff something else in!

"When are we going to carry out the mission?"

Audreys lazily arched in his arms.

"Don't rush, I just came out, can't you let me enjoy it a little longer?"

Attilan stroked her cheek.

"What about Punk and the silly Bear Brothers? Didn't they come with you?"

Audreys ate another grape before telling them about their situation.

"They are all curious about the Sun Gold Dragon, so they plan to go to the Northern Kingdom to take a look first, especially that Sun King. They are very curious about a human dragon-blooded sorcerer."

"Why can he erupt such powerful dragon flames? Is it possible for this situation to be replicated in other humans?"

"So they want to examine the Sun King's body."

Attilan couldn't help but rub his temples.

"Why didn't you say so? If they suddenly break in, how am I supposed to play my game?"

Audreys said nonchalantly:

"Ah, is this Sun King very important? It's just a human, it's okay if he dies."

"No, I have to stop them before they catch the Sun King."

"No! I want to rest."

A cold light flashed in Attilan's eyes, forcing me to use my trump card.

Two big hands reached towards Audreys' indescribable existence, immediately causing her to exclaim and her face to turn red.

"Attilan, what do you want to do!"

Attilan's dragon-human form is different from ordinary transformations. It can truly perceive as delicately as a true dragon form.

Although he is not very sure, if something happens in this form, the probability of giving birth to a dragon egg is higher than a dragon-human.

Two big hands made that existence, which one hand could not grasp, constantly change shape.

"Actually, I also want to rest."

Who knew that at this time, the snake woman Ophelia suddenly came in with a plate of food.

"Dragon Lord, I brought the new magical dish I just researched, you quickly..."

Looking at Audreys, Ophelia was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Am I here at the wrong time? I'll go out first..."

Attilan said with a smile:

"No, you came at the right time."

Then he beckoned to Ophelia, signaling her to come over, and he took her into his arms.

Audreys' eyes turned into golden dragon pupils, and she said slightly angrily:

"Attilan, are you humiliating me?"

"Of course not, Audreys, take a closer look at Ophelia's tail."

Audreys opened Attilan's mischievous hand and looked at Ophelia's purple snake tail, and she indeed found something different.

"This is..."

"That's right, it's the power of the Cloud Wyvern."

Attilan naturally wanted to equip Ophelia, this very rare form among snake people, with some power systems suitable for her, and by the way, satisfy a little wish in his heart.

A human body with a snake tail, coupled with the power to control hurricanes, and the Heavenly Maiden Feather Clothes that he has carefully improved in quality over the years, isn't this a substitute for the descendant of Feng Nuwa in another world?

"Have you researched the Dragon Transformation Art?"

"Of course not, this is just an upgraded usage of the Dragon Vein Sorcerer and my dragon-human form. The Cloud Wyvern bloodline in her body will gradually increase, but it will not evolve into a Cloud Wyvern."

"Instead, it maintains her current human body and snake tail form, a dragon-human form unique to her. Therefore, at least in the dragon-human form, she and you are considered equal."