Crassus rubbed his whiskers and looked helpless again. He had seen many rigid and stubborn members of the same race. They would follow every commandment of the race like monks and do the same things every day.
——The new member of the same race in front of me may be suffering from the mental mysophobia that is particularly common among the golden dragon tribe.
Does Crassus still need to tell him that this is His Majesty Bahamut’s own intention?
Crasus pondered for a moment before responding in a deep voice: "Titus, although we follow justice, the world is not black and white. Sometimes compromise and sacrifice are necessary.< br>
Just like the red dragon, all we can do is try to lead him to the right path and guide him to become a force against the five-color dragon queen
We need to convert more people so that they become followers of justice. We should carry out sustained but subtle actions in the name of kindness, intervene wherever they are needed, but strive to cause as little harm as possible in the process - This is also part of Bahamut's teachings. "
Cassius did not give in, and even "subconsciously" spread his wings and continued his impassioned speech: "This does not mean that we have to retreat and tolerate!
Lord Crassus, please believe me, you think you have flattered the red dragon, but you don’t know - this will only make him more unscrupulous, and even turn into a monster even more evil than the five-color dragon queen!
Blind indulgence will only lead to further advancement. Only the iron fist of justice can make the lost understand the true meaning of justice! "
Cassius stood up, waved his dragon claws, and his tone was particularly sincere. The golden dragons present nodded involuntarily, secretly supporting and affirming.
The young golden dragon, for example, Angel followed Titus's movements, stood up excitedly, and cheered repeatedly, as if he had become a loyal fan.
"Lord Titus is right! We golden dragons ignore this kind of thing!"
"Yes, that is our benefactor!"
"Eba In the name of Hamt, no matter the enemy No matter how strong we are, we can't give up!"
Obviously, compared to Crassus's cruel-sounding "appeasement policy," this group of golden dragons, who have a strong sense of morality and mostly suffer from mental mysophobia, agree more with it! "Titus" remarks.
What's more, Cassius also possesses the attribute of [Smooth Talker], and his words are extremely contagious, far more convincing than the ancient golden dragon's dry defense.
If he were placed in a Munich beer hall in the early 20th century, he would definitely be able to easily steal a certain art student's future job.
"After all, they are a group of juniors who do not know the significance of the three generations of ancestral dragons to the ethnic group and even the entire dragon clan."
Listening to the indignant voices of the golden dragons, Crassus sighed deeply. He sighed and shook his head, knowing that it would be difficult for him to change the mind of this strange compatriot.
Golden dragons that can reach the ancient dragon stage are the best in the group. They are often more perseverant than ordinary dragons, but they are also often more stubborn and difficult to change easily.
As the consul of the Golden Dragon Council of Fianso, all Crassus could do was to try to stop losses.
Thinking of this, the Ancient Golden Dragon said in a heavy voice: "Titus, I agree to your request. You can go to help Walter, but forget about those young people. This is too dangerous."< br>
Cassius nodded and replied steadily: "Of course, it is impossible for me to let these young golden dragons take risks with me. They are not yet able to shoulder such a responsibility."
"Titu Lord Si!”
“Grandpa Crassus, I am willing to go to North IJssel”
Crassus ignored the anxious requests of the young golden dragons and just scolded him softly: "Nonsense."
The powerful dragon power belonging to the ancient golden dragon spread, and the young golden dragons who were originally eager to try suddenly trembled. The head was pressed on the table, and even the wings could not be opened.
“With your strength, you still want to participate in a battle of this level? If you go, you will only cause trouble for Titus!”
After teaching these young dragons who overestimate their capabilities, Finally, Crassus turned his head and looked at Titus with a look of regret and envy.
As a Jinlong, he can understand the thoughts of this ancient Jinlong very well. Wasn't he like this before?
Thousands of years ago, he was young and vigorous, obsessed with implementing justice, and once committed suicide alone into the headquarters of the five-color dragon to destroy the dragon queen's conspiracy.
But after becoming the Golden Dragon Archon, Crassus shouldered more responsibilities - world order, belief in gods, and the future of the race.
Under such heavy pressure, he You can no longer follow your heart and act persistently as before. Instead, you have to constantly weigh and compromise, and carefully maintain the fragile balance.
Crasus once again looked at Titus deeply and said: "Titus, I still want to remind you that this is a war that is almost impossible to win.
Single With your strength, it is impossible to defeat the red dragon. Even if you add the messenger from Paradise Mountain, it will be difficult to succeed. Your main task is to save Walter's life as much as possible"
"I know, Lord Crassus."
Cassius and the Ancient Golden Dragon looked at each other, and suddenly the corners of their mouths rose, 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 himself, and finally brings success to the world. A little light will make you satisfied."
"Senior Titus"
The eyes of the young golden dragons present were moved, and they were all moved by the fact that this ancient golden dragon did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to safeguard justice. Spirit.
Even those ancient golden dragons and ancient golden dragons were stunned. They didn't expect that this fellow of the same age as them could have such an awareness.
Crasus walked forward slowly, took out a necklace with a gem pendant from the gap in the scales, and said seriously: "Titus, may Bahamut, Lord of the North Wind, protect you. You"
Just like that, 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 live up to your expectations.”
Cassius promised word for word, and the sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the empty Hall of Justice, giving people peace And firm strength.
[Platinum Sacred Heart]
Enables the wearer to gain protection from Bahamut and be able to withstand fatal damage at critical moments.
However, in his unknown heart, Cassius secretly said happily: "Okay, as expected of a rich and wealthy Golden Dragon, he actually deceived a piece of legendary equipment."
< br>But the golden dragons in the Hall of Justice did not know the darkness in the heart of "Senior Titus" who stepped forward, and they all clapped their paws and applauded with admiration on their faces.
North IJsselmeer Plain, Collins City, the autumn air is crisp and the north wind is howling.
"Your Majesty the Duke, you'd better go in and wait. We will notify you when there is news."
"No need, I am a divine descendant. With my body, I don't have to worry about the wind."< br>
Walter Graham flatly rejected the guard captain's suggestion. He stood at the top of the tower, waiting nervously. He also paced back and forth from time to time, his expression quite anxious.
——Because the reinforcements promised to him by Crassus, the golden dragon consul, are coming today.
That trip to Paradise Mountain left a deep impression on him. He was as powerful as Crassus, the ancient golden dragon. After hearing the name "Cassius", he also seemed a little panicked and even showed escape.
And this also made Walter realize something more deeply.
——With his own strength alone, it is impossible to resist the Burning Ember Empire's southward march, let alone defeat the red dragon.
So, in just a few days, he traveled across the entire continent of Feansor and even the multiverse. In order to seek help, he used all the connections he had accumulated over the past century, but unfortunately there were only a few who answered. . In the ongoing disputes on the Fianso continent, few forces would fight against the terrifying red dragon for the sake of so-called "justice and justice."
To this day, the allies Walter has summoned include the mages of the Arcane Monastery, the rangers of the Harper Alliance, and the "messenger" Barachiel.
Although he has gathered a considerable force, the reinforcements from the golden dragon clan are still particularly important to him. After all, metal dragons are the ones best at dealing with five-color dragons.
At this moment, the soldier's scream interrupted his thoughts.
“Look!”
“Then, what is that?”
“Amauna Tower! I have never seen such a huge dragon! ”
Walter quickly raised his head and looked at the sky with great excitement, finally seeing the golden dragon reinforcements that he had longed for and longed for.
"This is."
In the high sky, there was a huge golden dragon, more than thirty meters long from head to tail.
The golden scales covering his body are like armor made of gold, reflecting the light of the metal, and are also carved with some exquisite and mysterious patterns.
Under the sunlight, this giant dragon is surrounded by layers of golden halos, presenting a magnificent scene like a god descending from the sky.
In an instant, words like dawn, rising sun, and dawn emerged in the hearts of all the soldiers, and they involuntarily put down their guard.
"Roar——"
The golden dragon raised its neck and roared, making a long roar.
Then he flapped his wings and flew in a unique wave motion, swimming gracefully through the air before finally landing on the city wall and folding his wings.
Even though he moved lightly, the entire city wall still trembled obviously because of his huge weight.
Casius looked down at the humans in front of him, maintained a serious posture, and said slowly: "Good day, Sir Walter, I am Titus, the ancient golden dragon.
I am here under the orders of the Golden Dragon Council and in the name of His Majesty Bahamut to help you resist the invasion of the red dragon. ”
“Amenata, thank you for coming! "Walter hurriedly stepped forward, his expression quite excited, and the wings behind his back were trembling.
An ancient golden dragon, as the best among real dragons, every ancient golden dragon is precious, this pair It was a big help to him
It seemed that the ancient golden dragon Crassus still valued love and justice. Although he said he did not support it, he actually extended a helping hand
"Titus"
Walter repeated the name, as if he thought of something, he raised his head in surprise.
“Are you the Dragon of Dawn, the Wings of Dawn, that the bard calls you? The golden dragon who helped the dwarves repel the invasion of the orcs?”
“It’s just a mortal’s exaggeration.” Cassius said calmly, acquiescing to his identity.
“Great, great”
Walter murmured to himself, things were better than he imagined. He didn’t expect that Crassus would send a god who had defeated The ancient golden dragon of the beloved.
He looked up again and saw that the badge on the Golden Dragon's chest was shining brightly. 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 emotions—the red dragon in the north was already eyeing him and might head south at any time.
"Lord Titus, please come with me. We have made all preparations to resist the red dragon's invasion. And you are the last piece of the puzzle."
Walter took Cassius into the city and into the hall where war strategies were planned.
There, the divine nobleman did not hesitate to tell everything he knew. He explained to Cassius the defense situation of North IJssel in detail, and also introduced the soldiers from all over the world. Allies - including "Messenger" Barachiel.
“No matter how powerful the red dragon is, with our strength, we can make him escape, and even explain it here.”
Walter’s words were quite exciting, one after another. Continuously, it seems that he is trying hard to build up his self-confidence.
But he didn’t know that he was personally leaking all the information to his biggest enemy and the target of this operation - Cassius.
Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, and just listened to Walter's words quietly, recording them all in his heart.
“Lord of Lucia, messenger Barachiel, is another existence with quasi-divine power.”
“Haha. I would like to see the power of these heavenly creatures. Quality. ”
Burning Empire, Dragon Blood Mountain.
The red dragon is lying on the throne. The huge body that is like a hill and is more than fifty meters long from head to tail rises and falls, and thick white sulfur smoke is emitted from the gaps between the teeth of its huge mouth.
——This is the emperor of the Burning Ember Empire, the supreme ruler of Anzeta, Cassius Claudius Norixius.
Clusters of tongues of fire shot 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 dropped. A scorching hurricane swept across the entire Dragon Blood Mountain, and hot magma came from The ground is gushing with gurgling water.
The owner here is awake!
"Shua——"
The red dragon suddenly opened its eyes, the light golden vertical pupils dancing with fire, and a chilling fighting spirit permeated them.
The corners of Cassius's mouth raised slightly, and a ferocious smile appeared on the red dragon face.
He stretched out his giant claws and pointed at a point on the map in front of him with the sharp claw tips. "Since we can't wait, let's start from North IJssel as they wish."
"It's time for the world to witness my power!" (End of this chapter)