Under the Red Dragon

Golden Land, Harvest Plains.

This grassland boasts numerous salt lakes and open-pit mines within the dragon territories, and the adjacent pastures house the largest livestock ranches in the entire domain.

Rich in resources and blessed with lush vegetation, this land is revered by the region's herders as a divinely favored land of abundance, hence the name Harvest Plains.

In this crucial area, the empire has stationed a significant armed force, but the former Kobold Guard Legion has been replaced by Orcs.

The once-Orcish Alliance, the Redemption Legion that had surrendered to the Dragon Warriors, had earned their freedom with a great deal of blood and life in the past wars. After the war, only eight thousand warriors remained from the original twenty thousand Orcish Redemption Legion.

These eight thousand Orcish warriors were granted the promised freedom by the Dragon Lords, but after returning to their tribes on the grasslands, these Orcish warriors brought their family members back to the Dragon territories.

They brought the remaining elderly, weak, women, and children, and re-swore allegiance to the Dragons, thus being incorporated into the orthodox legions, stationed and deployed on the grasslands, guarding the Dragon's important resource areas and controlling the other movements on the grasslands.

Rows of large tents are spread out in the strict military camp, with many Orcs in iron armor patrolling around. In the most extensive drill ground within the camp, many sturdy Orcish warriors are bare-backed and engaged in mutual combat.

Gular, who was granted the position of Battle Group Leader of the Orcish Legion, is a stout Orc with prominent, inverted tusks that look particularly ferocious. His robust body is covered with scars, displaying the glorious achievements of this warrior.

However, his calm eyes suggest that this Orc does not solely rely on his powerful martial prowess to control the entire Orcish Battle Group.

In fact, it was this guy who initially led the Orcish warriors returning to the grasslands to regroup and then chose to return to the Dragon's command.

However, although the Golden Land is gradually integrated under the rule of the Dragons, these Orcs are still subject to some exclusion, and it is difficult to truly integrate into the concept of the Golden People in a short period.

Orcish Battle Group Leader Gular is well aware of this, so he took the initiative to apply for a change of garrison, stationing the Battle Group on the grasslands.

In his heart, he feels that as time passes, the impact of the Orcish Kingdom's invasion will fade, and that will be the time when their Orcs should take the initiative.

In the distant sky, there is a black dot rapidly approaching the Orcish military camp. Gular, with his outstanding strength, can tell at a glance that it is not a falcon or vulture hovering around, released by the spellcasters, but a bat-winged dragon.

Although the bat-winged dragons in the mountains where the Dragons live have multiplied to nearly a thousand in recent years, only the warriors of the Dragon Rider Squad and those with important positions throughout the territory can tame a dragon as a mount.

Logically speaking, Gular, as the Battle Group Leader of the Orcish Legion, barely has this qualification, but Gular has not chosen to tame a dragon. The newly arrived Orcs should choose to keep a low profile.

Gular strode towards his tent, then stopped in front of the tent, waiting silently.

Sure enough, on the back of the dragon, is the magic-powered armor that is the envy of all the territory's warriors. No, if according to those scholars, these Imperial Guards wear something more like magic-powered armor.

The armor, made of the hardest mountain steel mixed with magical metal in the world of Akaniia, looks particularly thick and solid, but the overall weight is only six hundred pounds.

The overall magic-powered armor is almost completely enclosed, but each structure is flexible enough to be freely assembled and disassembled.

The dark-red dyed armor not only provides sufficient power from the magic-powered core, but also allows the Imperial Guard warriors to freely choose when to activate the magic shield during combat, and also provides the Imperial Guard warriors with greater strength amplification.

The Red Dragon Eye badge on the chest of this tall armor is a testament to the unquestionable loyalty of the Imperial Guard warriors, and the glory of the Holy Temple will also fall upon these warriors when they need it.

The dragon-faced horned helmet, resembling a giant dragon's head, has eyes carved from magic crystals, which not only magnify the perception and vision of the Imperial Guard warriors.

When necessary, the core of the magic-powered armor can also inject magic power into these crystals through the rune channels inside the armor, activating the magic runes engraved on the crystals, so that these Imperial Guard warriors will not be obscured by ordinary darkness and mist, nor will their vision be interfered with by low-level spells.

The wrist cannons equipped near the elbow of the magic-powered armor can also be actively triggered by the Imperial Guard warriors, instantly injecting a large amount of magic power and emitting extremely dangerous and deadly magic light cannons.

All these luxurious equipment make Gular, the Battle Group Leader, drool over the equipment of the Imperial Guard warriors. These strongest Imperial Guard warriors are always the first to be equipped with new products researched and developed by the scholars in the territory.

The armor worn by the Orcish warriors now is the product eliminated by the Imperial Guard warriors in the past. After the selection of the major legions, only the intact ones left can be assigned to these stepchildren Orcish warriors.

The huge body of the bat-winged dragon landed lightly on the ground, making only a faint stepping sound, which demonstrated the bat-winged dragon's good body control ability.

But when the Imperial Guard warrior jumped off the back of the dragon, there was a bang.

This is not because the Imperial Guard warrior's quality is poor, but because a kind of comparison has recently become popular in the ranks of these Imperial Guard warriors.

These powerful warriors like to simply carry this heavy magic-powered armor with their flesh, in order to exercise their bodies and qualities.

Only during combat training will these Imperial Guard warriors activate the magic-powered core.

But if you find an Imperial Guard warrior suddenly activating the magic-powered armor in any corner of the territory except the mountains, remember not to ask them why, whether they have discovered any danger.

Do not laugh at them because of this, because these Imperial Guard warriors will really catch up with you and beat you hard.

"Commander Gular," the Imperial Guard warrior nodded, the energy armor made a mechanical turning sound, "My name is Gillenis, I am here to notify you of an important matter."

Gular didn't mind that the Imperial Guard warrior didn't reveal his true face. These Imperial Guard warriors are the most trusted claws of the Dragon Emperor Karon Goggmora.

The bare-handed ability of each Imperial Guard warrior, before joining the Imperial Guard, can at least be comparable to Gular.

Gular heard that these Imperial Guard warriors cannot immediately join the ranks of the Imperial Guard after passing the test of loyalty.

They also need to undergo various arduous training, various injections to strengthen them, and various skills to learn before they can become a rookie in the Imperial Guard.

So these Imperial Guard warriors, even if they are just an ordinary rank of the Imperial Guard, cannot be regarded as ordinary creatures.

According to rumors, some of the Imperial Guard warriors not only injected dragon blood potions, but even demons from the abyss and devils from hell have been made into bloodline potions and used as strengthening products by these Imperial Guards with amazing willpower.

So Gular nodded, thumped his chest, and saluted with a smile: "I don't know what decree Your Excellency has brought from His Majesty, do I need to summon the soldiers of the Battle Group."

The Imperial Guard warrior shook his head. The warrior wearing a full set of magic-powered armor looks like a strong father looking down at his young child in front of the Orcish Battle Group Leader Gular, who is two meters two tall.

Whenever the Imperial Guard warrior moves a little bigger, the heavy magic-powered armor will spontaneously adapt to the warrior's movements, and make a slight adjustment sound, which is particularly, and makes Gular envious.

"Not for the time being, after I notify you, I have to rush to the garrison of the First Legion," the voice of the Imperial Guard warrior came from the mighty dragon-faced helmet.

He said: "According to His Majesty's decree, the Orcish Legion must select two hundred warriors, two hundred warriors with the strongest will, the strongest bodies, and the smartest minds. They will be tempered and tested, but this also comes with some risks."

Orcish Battle Group Leader Gular knows that the risks lightly mentioned by the Imperial Guard warriors may be fatal dangers, but he still nodded without hesitation.

"Then, I, Gular, Orcish Battle Group Leader, am I also qualified to participate in this test," Gular's calm eyes showed an expectant look, he has his own guess.

"Of course you are qualified, but," the Imperial Guard warrior hesitated for a while, but still reminded the Orc in front of him who he liked more: "His Majesty has recently allowed the Dragon Lords to establish their own Dragon Legions, I suggest you still obtain more noble and more potential power."

"Then, what about His Majesty," Orc Gular suddenly asked, the Orc's calm eyes flashed with a gleam, and his ambition was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

But this is not an offense to the Dragon Emperor. Almost everyone in the territory desires the Emperor's favor and favor, and also desires the Dragon Emperor to grant the strongest power and potential.

The Imperial Guard warrior suddenly chuckled, and his dull voice sounded, "Hehe, every mortal desires to be favored by the gods, and even we Imperial Guard warriors are extremely eager to have His Majesty's glory."

"But I admire your ambition, Orc Commander, Gular," the Imperial Guard stretched out his hand and patted the powerful Orc who was about to break through the threshold of the Holy Rank, knocking the Orc Gular back two steps.

"You are on the grasslands, you must not be able to get the news quickly, let me tell you,"

"His Majesty has announced to the entire territory, the entire Northern Territory, and even the entire world, as long as someone can achieve a thousand-win undefeated record in the 'Proof of Glory' arena in the Royal Capital, they can meet the Emperor, and His Majesty will satisfy one of his requests."

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"Even His Majesty's divine blood, His Majesty will satisfy the other party."

The Imperial Guard warrior smiled: "Recently, trials have been launched in every legion to select the strongest warriors to meet this supreme glory. Only by defeating all the warriors in the legion can they step into the arena and meet the final challenge."

"Only then can they obtain the supreme glory, the Emperor's champion."

At this moment, even knowing that there are countless invincible opponents in front of him, Gular still couldn't help but feel his blood boiling. There are no unwarlike warriors, and no warriors who do not look forward to glory.

Moreover, such a grand event is destined to stir up the entire Golden Land, the entire Northern Territory, and even the entire world, because wanting to win the laurel of champion is destined not to be a result that can be obtained in a short time.

Under the fermentation of momentum, countless guys who desire to obtain the blood of the Red Dragon but dare not act by other means will also come upon hearing the news. Perhaps, this will be a gladiatorial event that affects countless people and even the entire world.

Watching the Imperial Guard warrior riding on the dragon and gradually moving away, Orc Gular strode towards the drill ground, and ordered the Orc herald to beat the drums to gather the crowd.

……

West of the Golden Land, before Bloodclaw Hills.

Most of the Golden Empire's people migrated to the west, developed most of the western region, and then, in the subsequent talks, reached a friendly cooperative relationship with the country of vampire species in the Western Continent, the Kingdom of the Dense Forest.

Therefore, the territory has shifted the focus of development to the western region. On the one hand, it is to develop land, provide sufficient space for the next population growth, and expand the power of the Dragon Empire by the way.

At the Dragon Council, it has been decided to gradually incorporate the entire Northern Territory into the scope of rule, because according to the statistics and investigations of scholars, in the next rapid development period, the population of the Dragon Territory will expand again, enough to achieve light-density control over most areas.

On the other hand, it is to open up the passage between the western forest and the Western Continent, and then establish a seaport for trade and exchange with the Western Continent on the coast of the western region.

Bloodclaw Hills is named after the 'Bloodclaw Tribe' of lizardmen entrenched there.

The Bloodclaw Tribe has a population of about eight thousand lizardmen, most of whom are strong warriors, a small number are women and children, and the elderly lizardmen are cruelly sacrificed to the 'Demon God' who rules this Bloodclaw Tribe—a powerful basilisk alien species.

In the past, the cave where this powerful basilisk was entrenched was particularly quiet, and no creature dared to approach this dangerous place. Even the Bloodclaw Tribe, which worshipped this demon god, did not dare to set foot here easily without permission.

But now this peace is broken by countless shouts, and the pupils of the kobold warlocks are shining with light, and they release the dragon flames burning in their bodies with a wave of their hands, and the scorching fury engulfs the deformed lizardmen one by one.

The kobold warlocks flap their fleshy wings and soar into the sky.

The wind of incantation blows the fluorescent long hair of the elves. The elves open their hands, their heads tilted slightly back, and magic surges in their bodies, or bursts out as a powerful lightning bolt.

The goblin hiding behind the stone raised his hand and shot an ice cone, accurately hitting the rushing lizardman, and quickly shrank back behind the stone, revealing a smug smile.

These different warlock legions drive the magic they are born with. This magic comes from supernatural bloodlines, and also from various magical influences.

For example, the touch of a demon, the blessing of a treant, the mysterious magic spring that has been drunk, or the influence of the magic god's grace and elemental power and violent chaotic magic, will be the opportunity to obtain warlock power.

But in the Dragon's territory, there are only a few choices, that is, the influence of the dragon.

The troll Zuga stood on the hill, and beside him stood the chief of the Bloodclaw Tribe, the powerful lizardman Reilly.

"It seems that monster has been affected by the drug and is now in a deep sleep. Raley, you did well. Your tribe will exist because of you and be glorified because of you."

Zuga's tall body, sharp and thick fangs, and body cast like iron water looked particularly terrifying, but the lizardman Raley next to him was not inferior in momentum.

"I just made the right choice. That damned snake lizard, it has a powerful treasure. If it weren't for this treasure, I would have personally snapped its neck."

The lizardman Raley said coldly.

"Hehe, let others test the power of this snake lizard's treasure for us." Zuga grinned, looking at the spellcaster legion surrounded by many warriors.

"...With the blood and souls of living beings, we offer sacrifices to you,"

"Every year, we offer countless souls and flesh to you,"

"To pray for the arrival of your mighty power,"

"Great Demon Lord—Bartos!"