Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Crassus rubbed his beard and showed helplessness again. He had seen many rigid and stubborn people of the same tribe. They would follow every commandment of the tribe like monks and do the same thing every day.

——And the new member of the tribe in front of him was probably like this. He suffered from mental cleanliness, which was particularly common among the golden dragon tribe.

Should Crasus tell him that this was what His Majesty Bahamut meant?

Crasus pondered for a moment before responding in a deep voice: "Titus, although we follow justice, this world is not black and white. Sometimes, compromise and sacrifice are necessary.

Just like for the red dragon, all we can do is try to lead him into the right path and guide him to become a force to resist the five-colored dragon.

We want to influence more people and make them followers of justice. We should carry out persistent but subtle actions in the name of kindness and intervene in any place where they are needed, but try to cause as little harm as possible in the process-this is also part of Bahamut's doctrine . "

Casius did not give in, and even "subconsciously" spread his wings and continued to speak impassionedly: "This does not mean that we have to retreat and tolerate!

Lord Crassus, please believe me, you think you have pleased the red dragon, but you don't know that this will only make him more unscrupulous, and even turn him into a monster more evil than the five-colored dragon queen!

Blind indulgence will only lead to further encroachment. Only the iron fist of justice can make the lost understand the true meaning of justice! "

Casius stood up and waved his dragon claws. His tone was particularly sincere. The golden dragons present could not help but nod their heads and secretly support and affirm.

And the young golden dragons, such as Angel, followed Titus's actions, stood up excitedly, and cheered again and again, as if they had become loyal fans.

"Lord Titus is right! We golden dragons ignore such things!"

"Yes, that's our benefactor!"

"In the name of Bahamut, no matter how strong the enemy is, we can't give up!"

Obviously, compared to Crassus's somewhat cruel "appeasement policy", this group of golden dragons with strong moral sense and most of them suffering from mental cleanliness agree more with "Titus's" remarks.

Moreover, Cassius also has the characteristic of [Trickster], and his words are very contagious, far more convincing than the dry excuses of the ancient golden dragons.

If he were placed in a Munich beer hall in the early twentieth century, he would definitely be able to easily snatch the future job of an art student.

"After all, they are a group of juniors. They don't know the significance of the third generation of ancestor dragons to the tribe and even the entire dragon race."

Listening to the indignant voices of the golden dragons, Crassus sighed deeply and shook his head. He knew that it would be difficult for him to change the mind of this strange fellow.

The golden dragons that can reach the ancient dragon stage are all the best in the tribe. They are often more perseverant than ordinary dragons, but they are also more stubborn and difficult to change easily.

As the governor of the Fianso Golden Dragon Council, all Crassus can do is to try to stop the loss.

Thinking of this, the ancient golden dragon said in a heavy voice: "Titus, I agree with your request. You can go to help Walter, but forget about those young juniors. It's too dangerous."

Casius nodded and answered steadily: "Of course, I can't let these young golden dragons take risks with me. They are not yet able to take such a responsibility."

"Lord Titus!"

"Grandpa Crassus, I am willing to go to North Ethel!"

Crassus ignored the anxious requests of the young golden dragons and just whispered: "Nonsense."

The powerful dragon power of the ancient golden dragon spread, and those young golden dragons who were originally eager to try trembled suddenly, their heads were pressed on the table, and even their wings could not be opened.

"With your strength, you want to participate in this level of battle? You will only cause trouble for Titus!"

After teaching these young dragons who didn't know their own strength a lesson, Crassus turned around and looked at Titus with a slightly regretful and envious look.

As a fellow golden dragon, he could understand the thoughts of this ancient golden dragon. Wasn't he the same in the past?

Thousands of years ago, he was also young and vigorous, and was determined to implement the way of justice. He once killed himself in the base camp of the five-color dragons alone and destroyed the conspiracy of the dragon queen.

But after becoming the archon of the golden dragon, Crassus shouldered more responsibilities - world order, belief in gods, and the future of races.

Under such heavy pressure, he could no longer follow his heart and act persistently as before, but had to weigh and compromise frequently, and carefully maintain the fragile balance.

Crassus looked at Titus deeply again and said, "Titus, I still have to remind you that this is a war that is almost impossible to win.

You can't defeat the red dragon with your strength alone, even with the messenger from Mount Heaven, it will be difficult to succeed. Your main task is to save Walter's life as much as possible."

"I know, Lord Crassus."

Casius looked at the ancient golden dragon, and suddenly raised his mouth corners, revealing a slightly bitter smile. "But if you don't try, how can you know whether the enemy can be defeated?

No one is invincible. An unforgivable sinner like me can become a candle that burns itself and finally brings a little light to the world, and I will be satisfied."

"Senior Titus"

The young golden dragons present were moved, and they were all moved by the spirit of this ancient golden dragon who was willing to sacrifice his life to uphold justice.

Even the ancient golden dragons and the ancient golden dragons sighed. They didn't expect that this fellow of their age could have such awareness.

Crassus walked up slowly, took out a necklace inlaid with a gem pendant from the gap between the scales, and said seriously: "Titus, may Bahamut, the Lord of the North Wind, protect you."

In this way, under the gaze of hundreds of golden dragons, Titus, or Cassius, solemnly lowered his head and let the ancient golden dragon put the necklace on his neck.

"I will never let you down."

Cassius promised word by word, and the sonorous voice echoed in the empty Hall of Justice, giving people a peaceful and firm strength.

[Platinum Sacred Heart]

Allows the wearer to obtain the protection of Bahamut and resist fatal damage at critical moments.

However, in his heart, unknown to others, Cassius secretly said: "Great, as expected of a wealthy golden dragon, he actually cheated a legendary top equipment like this."

But the golden dragons in the Hall of Justice did not know the darkness in the heart of "Senior Titus" who stood up, and they all clapped their claws and applauded, full of admiration.

In the North Ayser Plain, Collins City, the autumn weather was clear and the north wind was howling.

"My Lord Duke, you should go in and wait first. We will notify you when there is news."

"No need, I am a descendant of God. With my physique, I don't have to care about this little wind."

Walter Graham rejected the captain of the guards' suggestion. He stood on the top of the tower, waiting nervously. He paced back and forth from time to time, and his expression was quite anxious.

-Because the reinforcements promised to him by the Golden Dragon Archon Crassus will arrive today.

The trip to Mount Heaven left a deep impression on him. Even the powerful ancient golden dragon Crassus seemed a little panicked and even tried to escape after hearing the name "Casius".

This also made Walter realize one thing more deeply.

-- It is impossible to resist the southward advance of the Burning Empire with his own strength alone, let alone defeat the red dragon.

So, in just a few days, he traveled all over the continent of Feanso and even the multiverse. In order to seek help, he used all the connections he had accumulated over the past hundred years, but unfortunately, few people responded.     In the situation of constant disputes on the continent of Feanso, few forces would go against the terrible red dragon for the so-called "justice and justice".

To date, the allies Walter has summoned include the mages of the Arcane Hermitage, the rangers of the Harpist Alliance, and the "messenger" Barachiel.

Although he has gathered a considerable force, the reinforcements of the Golden Dragon Clan are still particularly important to him. After all, the metal dragons are the best at dealing with the five-color dragons.

At this moment, the soldier's scream interrupted his thinking.

"Look!"

"What is that?"

"Amaunator! I have never seen such a huge dragon!"

Walter raised his head and looked at the sky with great excitement. He finally saw the golden dragon reinforcements he had been thinking about and looking forward to for a long time.

"This is."

In the sky, there was a huge golden dragon, more than 30 meters long from head to tail.

The golden scales covering his body were like armor made of gold, reflecting the light of metal, and some exquisite and mysterious patterns were carved on it.

Under the sunlight, the dragon was surrounded by layers of golden halos, presenting a magnificent scene like a god descending.

In an instant, words such as dawn, sunrise, and dawn appeared in the hearts of all the soldiers, and they couldn't help but let down their guard.

"Roar——"

The golden dragon raised its neck and roared, making a long roar.

Then, he flapped his wings, flew in a unique wave motion, swam gracefully through the air, and finally landed on the city wall and folded his wings.

Even though he moved lightly, the entire city wall trembled noticeably because of his huge weight.

Cassius looked down at the human in front of him, maintained a serious attitude, and slowly said: "Good day, Lord Walter, I am the ancient golden dragon Titus.

I am here to help you resist the invasion of the red dragon in the name of His Majesty Bahamut, under the order of the Golden Dragon Council."

"Amaunator, thank you for coming!" Walter hurriedly stepped forward, his expression was quite excited, and the wings behind him were trembling.

An ancient golden dragon, as the best among the true dragons, each ancient golden dragon is precious, which is a great help to him.

It seems that the ancient golden dragon Crassus is still loyal and righteous. Although he said he didn't support it, he actually lent a hand.

"Titus"

Walter repeated the name, and looked up in surprise as if he had thought of something.

"Are you the Dawn Dragon, the Wing of Dawn mentioned by the bard? The golden dragon that helped the dwarves repel the invasion of the orcs?"

"It's just an exaggeration of mortals." Cassius said lightly, acknowledging his identity.

"Great, great"

Walter muttered to himself. Things were better than he thought. He didn't expect Crassus to send an ancient golden dragon who had defeated the God's Blessed One.

He looked up again, and the badge on the golden dragon's chest was shining. There was no doubt about his identity-he was indeed a member of the Golden Dragon Council.

"Sir Walter"

Cassius just called his name softly.

Walter immediately realized that he didn't have much time, and he didn't even have time to adjust his mood - the red dragon in the north had been eyeing it and might go south at any time.

"Sir Titus, please follow me. We have made all preparations to resist the invasion of the red dragon. And you are the last piece of the puzzle."

Walter took Cassius into the city and came to the hall where the war strategy was planned.

There, the god-born nobleman did not hesitate to tell Cassius everything he knew. He explained to Cassius in detail the deployment of North Ethel and introduced allies from all over the world - including the "messenger" Barachiel.

"Even if the red dragon is powerful, with our strength, we can make him flee in panic, or even die here."

Walter's words were quite excited and continuous, as if he was trying to support his confidence.

But he didn't know that he was personally leaking all the information to his biggest enemy, Cassius, who was also the target of this operation.

Cassius narrowed his eyes and listened quietly to Walter's words, recording them all in his heart.

"Lord Lucia, the messenger Barachiel, is another existence of quasi-divine power."

"Haha. I want to see the quality of these celestial creatures."

The Burning Empire, Dragon Blood Mountain.

The red dragon lies on the throne, and the huge body that is more than 50 meters long from head to tail rises and falls, and thick sulfur white smoke spurts out from the gaps between the teeth of the bloody mouth.

-This is the emperor of the Burning Empire, the supreme ruler of Anzeta, Cassius Klauberu Norikius.

Clusters of flames sprang up from the cracks in the ground, burning continuously, like growing trees and weeds.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded, and an extremely powerful pressure descended. The hot hurricane swept across the entire Dragon Blood Mountain, and boiling magma gushed out from the ground.

The master here has awakened!

"Shua——"

The red dragon suddenly opened its eyes, and the light golden vertical pupils were dancing with fire, and a chilling fighting spirit filled them.

The corners of Casius' mouth slightly raised, and a hideous smile appeared on the red dragon's face.

He stretched out his huge claws and pointed the sharp claws at a point on the map in front of him. "Since they can't wait, let's do as they wish and start from North Ethel."

"It's time. Let the world witness my power!" (End of this chapter)