Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Roar——"

A long and loud dragon roar spread throughout the area of ​​100 miles. The powerful dragon power slowly descended, making everyone feel their shoulders sink and couldn't help but feel like worshipping.

"Swish——"

The sound of air bursting was heard, followed by the sound of whistling wind.

The red dragon over 40 meters long flapped its wings, raising a scorching hurricane, and leaped up from the top of the Istalia Altar accompanied by flashing sparks.

The sun shone on the red scales of the red dragon, covering his whole body with a faint and blurred halo, like a god descending to the earth.

The broad dragon wings blocked the sky and cast a huge shadow, covering the thousands of imperial citizens below. All the people in the shadow were not afraid, but full of excitement and felt extremely honored.

Under the shadow of the red dragon's wings, this might be a signal of death in other areas, but it is a symbol of glory and luck in the Burning Empire.

"Cassius"

"What an honor."

"Your Majesty, he is right above my head!"

People looked up at the sky, hundreds of thousands of eyes focused on the majestic and huge dragon body, and awe and reverence arose spontaneously.

And in the crowd shrouded in shadows, there was a hooded half-elf disguised as an imperial merchant-he was the double agent of the Empire and the Harpers, Richard.

At this moment, he was looking up at the dragon in the sky with numb eyes, his expression was extremely complicated, as if he had lost his soul.

"Cassius"

Because he had been lurking in the Empire for several years, this sentence even became his catchphrase, and he said it subconsciously.

A few years ago, at the coronation ceremony that shocked the continent, Richard understood one thing-that dragon, that Burning Emperor, was not something that human power could defeat.

I am afraid that I will never be able to defeat this "enemy" in my life, let alone the so-called revenge. His only goal is to rescue Abil, return to the south, and live a peaceful life with her.

However, just now, Richard saw a scene that made him feel completely desperate——

On the altar, a familiar figure appeared, tall, emerald eyes, and pointed ears unique to elves.

Is she, Abil, the elf ranger from Serenia, and the lover he had been thinking about day and night and had appeared in his dreams countless times.

But now, she stood on the altar of Istalia, looking up at the red dragon in the sky with a fanatical face, waiting to receive the emperor's gift.

Richard didn't even dare to show his loss and despair too obviously, and had to show a forced smile, otherwise it would be easy for people nearby to treat him as a spy and exchange him for gold coins.

In the empire, this even gave rise to a special industry, and some people made a living from it, so spies were also affectionately called "Fifty Gold" by the people of the empire.

"No, this is impossible."

Richard was pale, and his trembling voice was drowned in the cheers of the crowd.

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

"Long live the Empire!"

"For the great red dragon!"

Amid the roar of the crowd around him, Richard felt silence all around him. He looked at the unreachable figure, and even heard a harsh buzzing sound in his ears.

He saw the elf on the altar cheering too. Her face was ruddy and her eyes were fanatical, not much different from the people of the Empire around her.

In the mouth of the half-red dragon announcer, Abil was a typical example of "turning over a new leaf and converting to the Empire", and was the first elf to join the Empire.

She was also brainwashed!

Richard's mind flashed with the words he had read in the Empire Daily:

"The recipient of the gift will have his soul blessed, and he will always be loyal to the Empire and follow the great Emperor Burning Ashes forever."

"No, Abil, you can't be the emperor's dependent."

Richard muttered to himself, and couldn't help but reach out to the distance, as if to touch the elf's body, but the other party just looked up at the sky devoutly and didn't notice him at all.

He also knew that if he really stopped the ceremony, not only would he be imprisoned, but Abil would also suffer a bad fate.

But if he stood by and watched, Abil would become the soul slave of the emperor, and she would never be saved, and they would never be able to go back to the past.

"Abil, don't."

Suddenly, a suffocating feeling of powerlessness came over Richard, as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat, leaving him with only a desperate whisper.

He used to be high-spirited and signed a contract with the wild goblins, thinking that he could become a legendary hero who could save the world.

But now, Richard has long realized that he is just a mortal who cannot control his destiny.

In front of a behemoth like the Burning Empire, in front of the emperor who is like a god, he can only be regarded as an insignificant dust.

Trying his best to raise his head, looking up at the soaring dragon and the dragon wings covering the sky, Richard's eyes revealed a touch of despair.

"No"

However, at this moment, in this warm atmosphere, in this glorious and sacred moment, almost everyone was looking up at the emperor's majestic figure, and no one noticed Richard's abnormality.

The ceremony continued, and the Burning Emperor still hung high in the sky, like the rising and setting of the sun, and would not change due to the will of any mortal.

"Roar--"

The red dragon raised its head and roared again.

The dragon's roar was even more majestic and powerful, sweeping across the sky and the earth, echoing throughout Anzeta, causing all living beings to tremble, and all looked up in the direction of the city of Istalia.

Casius spread out his wide wings with a wingspan of nearly 60 meters, and flames burst out from the edge of the wing membrane, spreading wildly to both sides.

The whole sky seemed to be torn apart by the flaming wings that spanned thousands of meters across the sky.

"Shua——"

The red dragon Huan slowly flapped his wings, and in an instant, the flames splashed everywhere, and the whole of Istalia was shrouded in a hazy firelight and filled with hot air.

"It's time"

Casius mobilized the blood power of his whole body, his burning heart was beating, the hot ancestral dragon blood flowed in the base blood vessels, and the sulfur-smelling gunpowder gushed out of the pores.

The surging light passed through the body, gradually gathered to the chest, and finally gathered in the dragon crystal.

At this moment, the red dragon hung high in the sky, casting a thousand-foot light, even blocking the sunlight, like the real sun in the sky.

People were blinded by the dazzling light, but they were still extremely pious and kept praying.

"Cassius is above"

"Praise the Burning Emperor!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is the eternal sun of the empire!"

Then, the rumbling voice of Cassius echoed between heaven and earth, galloping across the vast wasteland, roaring like thunder.

"As the Burning Emperor, I hereby declare that I will bring destruction to those who are enemies of the empire!"

"Swoosh--"

As the voice fell, a harsh explosion sounded, and meteorites fell from the sky, falling into the crowded crowd in the horrified and surprised eyes of the people.

Several panicked "people" were hit, their skins burned, revealing the true face of the devil, and burned to death in the shrill wails.

The flames burned the devil hidden in the crowd to death, but did not hurt others at all.

"There are still demons in the empire, and it was hiding next to us just now!"

"Fortunately, your majesty is very observant! He saw through the true face of the demon!"

"Thank you, your majesty! Praise the Burning Emperor!"

People don't know that these demons were deliberately put into the city by Cassius to build momentum for this bestowal ceremony.

In the crowded crowd, Richard quietly wiped his cold sweat. He thought that the omniscient emperor saw through his rebellious thoughts and brought down thunder and anger.

Now it seems that he was a little too nervous.

How could such an existence care about such a tiny ranger like himself?

The thunderous sound continued, and the air was trembling slightly, as if the death of more than a dozen demons was just a trivial episode.

"And those who are loyal to the empire - I will also give him supreme glory and let him gain eternal power!"

Beams of light shot down from the sky, like a bond connecting heaven and earth, and cast them on the people on the altar of Istalia, shrouding them in glory.

"No"

"Abil"

Looking at the gradually blurred figure, Richard fell into despair. He stretched out his hand weakly into the distance, his eyes dimmed.

Casius slowly clenched his claws, and the surging ancestral blood power in his body burst out completely.

He has already refined a lot of ancestral dragon blood. The power brought by this gift is absolutely unprecedented, and it can even make some followers reach the level of true dragons.

[Blood Gift]

Suddenly, with the clusters of light beams as a link, the body, spirit and even soul of the Burning Emperor and his followers are connected.

"Ah."

Under the cover of this power, everyone on the Istalia Altar involuntarily knelt on the ground, and even curled up their bodies.

Red scales gradually protruded under their skin, sulfur-smelling gunpowder spewed from their mouths and noses, scales and horns protruded on their foreheads, and the changes of those with rich blood were even more amazing.

The hobgoblin Doro was half-kneeling on the ground, sweating all over his body, surrounded by hot white smoke, and there was a huge bulge behind him, like a volcano about to erupt, as if it was about to burst the skin.

In the pain of transformation, he clenched his teeth, his sharp fangs protruding out, and smoke spewed out from the gaps between his teeth.

"Hiss--"

Suddenly, a sound of skin tearing sounded, and the hobgoblin suddenly raised his head, stretched out his arms, and let out a heart-wrenching painful roar.

Then, the new dragon wings suddenly spread out behind him, soaked in blood, and splashed countless blood drops around.

Amid heavy panting, this dragon vein hobgoblin, who was nearly four meters tall, soared into the air, setting off gusts of hot wind.

"Ah--"

That was a long roar like a dragon's roar.

The dragon vein ogre standing at the top of the altar also let out a dull roar. He was also half-kneeling on the ground, and even in this posture he was more than three meters tall.

Under the light, Rump's body rose and fell with his breathing, expanding continuously, and the scales on his body surface became denser and denser.

Two bulges also appeared on the back of the ogre, as if something was about to be born in it.

Suddenly, the sound of flesh being torn apart was heard again, and two flesh wings tore through the flesh and skin and appeared behind Rump. They kept flapping, making a buzzing sound - but this did not make the ogre leave the ground even a little.

Rump is now nearly ten meters tall, with an extremely fat figure. Just standing there is like a heavy hill.

And his wings are only more than one meter long. Rather than wings, they are more like pocket decorations.

"Roar--"

The ogre felt the dragon vein power surging in his body, opened his bloody mouth full of fangs, and roared with pleasure.

But he soon noticed the pair of tiny wings behind him, and saw the hobgoblin soaring into the air not far away, and the happy smile on his ugly face froze.

"Uh ah."

Beside him, the tiefling Medorash also half-knelt on the ground, making a suppressed sound.

He had missed an award before, and his dragonization level was far lower than that of Doro and Rump.

After the light enveloped him, thick white smoke gushed out of the tiefling, his red skin scales bulged, and the devil blood of the Nine Hells was suppressed by the ancestral dragon blood.

Almost instantly, his ram-like devil horns bent backwards and gradually turned into the swept-back horns of the red dragon.

And the devil-like long tail became thicker, with scales and frills on its surface, turning into the tail of a giant dragon.

"Ah——"

The white dragon Tinija roared.

She didn't care about her image, curled up on the ground, flapped her wings randomly, and twisted her body constantly.

Because of the concern that the blood gift would conflict with her ancestral white dragon blood, Cassius also deliberately removed some of the red dragon's fire characteristics for her.

But even so, the blood power that suddenly surged into her body still made her extremely painful, and she couldn't help but wail.

The ferocious and huge body of the white dragon expanded several times at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its body became thicker and closer to the stronger and more powerful red dragon - rather than the weak and thin white dragon.

Its wing membrane showed a blue color similar to metal burning in fire, becoming wider, and the rear edge of the wing membrane was connected to the body far behind the hind legs and under the tail.

"Ah!"

"For the Burning Empire!"

In the light of surging flames and smoke, the dragon blood nobles roared and roared, and grew scales and dragon horns.

Their body shape is getting closer and closer to the supreme emperor shared by the people of the empire - Cassius, the Burning Dragon.

"Great Red Dragon"

"What a noble appearance! These dragon-blood nobles have become even more powerful!"

"It is said that even the lowest-ranking dragon-blood baron can live for more than 200 years."

"Yes, this is the gift of His Majesty. I really hope that one day I can stand on that altar."

The people below looked at the dragon-blood nobles who were transforming, their expressions full of envy and longing.

After all, as long as you become a dragon-blood noble, you can become an absolute vested interest in the imperial system and enjoy countless benefits.

But in the crowd, there was a hooded man with a desperate expression and a choked and hoarse voice.

"No, no

Abil, you shouldn't become like this."

Richard stared at the figure in the beam of light, and witnessed with his own eyes that the figure that haunted him became more and more ferocious.

Dragon horns, scales, and sharp claws grew from the elf who had always been arrogant. The new dragon vein elf looked at the red dragon in the sky fanatically, shouting long live, which made Richard feel very strange and shook his head constantly.

But he knew that he could not stop it.

After this gift, Richard had completely cut off his hope of returning to the south and living an ordinary life with Abil.

So, he had no choice.

The only thing he could do was to continue to be a double agent of the Burning Empire, secretly protecting the other party's life, and at the same time looking for a way to lift this "curse".

"Abil, I will get you out of here"

Thinking of this, Richard pulled down his hood, and his clenched fists began to turn white.

"It's worthy of the blood of the ancestral dragon. The blood pressure of the two dukes is almost catching up with the real dragon."

Hundreds of meters high in the sky, in the center of the flaming wings that stretched for thousands of meters, Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of expectation appeared in his light golden pupils.

He lowered his head, staring at the invisible power in his claws, and whispered: "It's time to verify this new power."

"Hua La."

He suddenly clenched his claws, and the invisible power suddenly gushed out the surging power of the law, and countless crystal fragments fell down.

[The Divine Power Granted by the King] (End of this chapter)