"Boom!"
Cassius waved his broad dragon wings, and the hill-like body crashed onto the top of Corinth City, crushing the city wall heavily and causing the ground to tremble.
As a former military town in Fadland, the city wall of Corinth is exceptionally majestic and sturdy. It is built of rock and obsidian and is tens of meters high. It can easily resist the invasion of hill giants and orcs. .
But in front of this red dragon, which is more than fifty meters long, Collins' city wall looks particularly low, like a fragile toy.
“Oh God.”
"Amauna Tower is up there."
A rustling voice sounded, and countless eyes looked up from bottom to top in and around Collins City, looking at this majestic red dragon.
"Mom, that's"
"Shh, don't make a sound, don't look there."
The adult covered the curious boy's eyes and covered his head. He touched the mouth of the baby girl who was about to cry, not daring to make the slightest movement for fear of accidentally arousing the wrath of the giant dragon.
People's faces were filled with tension and fear. They were like criminals about to be tried, quietly waiting for their fate to be pronounced.
Flanders have never felt like this in a hundred years.
They have always been victors in foreign conquests and defenders of justice. They never thought that one day they would become victims of war, hiding in their houses and shivering, not daring to speak out.
"Boom."
Cassius walked at the top of the city, his huge body stepping on the city wall, his posture was quite brisk, every step he took would cause gravel to roll down, causing the city wall to collapse. It made an overwhelming muffled sound.
The sound was like the beating of people's heartbeats, making people inside and outside the city even more nervous. They held their breath and sweated profusely.
In the end, the red dragon jumped to the top of the city tower and trampled under its feet the spire of the sun god that symbolized the imperial power of Fadland.
Cassius lowered his head and looked around like a lion surveying the territory, and then slowly spoke: "In the name of Emperor Burning Ember, I hereby declare that from now on, North Aysel You belong to the Ember Empire!
And you, as long as you obey the empire's control, Those who understand and accept the new order can become subjects of the empire and be protected by the laws and armed forces of the Burning Empire!”
Cassius’s voice was sonorous and powerful, and it echoed in the messy Corinth! In the city, it also echoes in this flat and open land.
This voice seems to have some mysterious magic power, making people feel convinced from the bottom of their hearts, as if this is the truth of the world - even if it comes from a terrifying red dragon.
The red dragon was entrenched on top of the city, slowly unfolding its dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun, casting a large shadow that enveloped many of the defenders and citizens of Collins City.
For some reason, being shrouded under these dragon wings, although people felt so scared that they trembled all over and swallowed hard, they also felt an inexplicable sense of security.
Some old people even recalled the scene a few decades ago. At that time, the Fadland Empire occupied North IJssel with such force and brought them prosperity and affluent life.
And now that Holy Fadlan is dead, why can’t the Ember Empire become the master of this land?
But at this moment, the air inside and outside Collins City was stagnant, and no one dared to speak first at the risk of becoming a traitor to humanity.
In the houses in Collins City, people began to whisper and discuss their future in fear.
"It is said that the descendants of the evil dragon will slaughter the city and eat women and children."
"Sir Walter said that the red dragon is a well-known sex demon who likes to transform into humans. "If we surrender, can they really guarantee our safety?"
Cassius lowered his head and stared condescendingly at the people on the ground. Under the sunlight, a self-righteous smile appeared on the majestic dragon's face: "Humans, aren't you surrendering? Are you determined to fight with us? The Empire is an enemy?
Being an enemy of the Ember Empire will only lead to one outcome—— He will lose his life like your poor Duke, and not even a complete body will be left, and will be reduced to ashes."
Although the tone of the red dragon is particularly gentle, the content is shocking and revealing. The unabashed threat and the terrifying dragon's descending power gave people extremely strong psychological pressure.
“Clang!”
The long sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The captain of the guard of Collins City fell to his knees on the ground, tears streaming down his face, his throat trembling and convulsing: "I, I surrender!"
He buried his head deeply in the ground, as if he was afraid that the other party would not hear, and still Choking with sobs, he repeated: "Your Majesty Cassius, I surrender!" This time it was smoother.
People at this moment are like scattered sheep. Since there is the first "leader", there will naturally be the second and third ones, until all the lambs follow
Suddenly, the crowd became restless.
The behavior of the captain of the guard seemed to open a floodgate, people's emotions poured out like a flood, and the last straw in their hearts was completely crushed.
"I surrender too!"
"As long as you can let go of my relatives, I am willing to do anything!"
"I am willing to follow His Majesty Cassius and become the leader of the Ember Empire One member!"
"I do too, Fadlan has perished. , only the Ember Empire has the strength to protect North IJssel."
The originally silent crowd suddenly erupted into earth-shattering cries and pleas. A large number of soldiers dropped their weapons and trembled and collapsed to the ground. , and there were people kneeling on the ground, kowtowing in the direction of the red dragon.
On the battlefield of the Ember Empire, the soldiers also cheered. For a while, "Long live His Majesty Cassius!" "Long live the Empire!" the voices could not be heard, lingering over the North IJssel Plain for a long time.
Cassius looked around with satisfaction at the surrounding scene, stretched his neck towards the sky, raised his head high, and let out a loud roar.
Suddenly, the white dragons, bipedal dragons, and flame dragons in the sky, as well as the terrain dragon beasts, hill dragons, and multi-headed basilisks on the ground all raised their heads and let out neat dragon roars, and their voices covered the air. Overcome all the noise around you.
For a time, it seemed as if the whole world was shaken by the dragon's roar, and everything surrendered to the red dragon that was entrenched on the top of the city tower.
Everyone knows that this war is over. The Red Dragon Emperor from the north achieved an exceptionally brilliant victory and completely conquered North IJssel - as for the subsequent digestion and management of the territory, It's just a matter of time.
In the distance, Archmage Zalan stared desperately at the red dragon on top of the city. The hand holding the staff dropped involuntarily. At this moment, his mood had sunk to the bottom.
"It's over, it's over, everything is over. The power of the burning emperor is far beyond the imagination of the City of Ten Thousand Laws." Zalan lowered his eyes and spoke bitterly.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the coalition position, interrupting Zalan's thinking.
"Evil Dragon, I will never surrender to you!"
Karen waved his wings, flew out of the crowd wearing shining golden armor, and pointed with the standard Sun God sword The red dragon shouted angrily: "I will succeed Lord Walter's faith, lead the people of North IJssel, and fight you to the death!" "It's Lord Cullen"
"As expected of the God-born Marquis of Fadland, he is truly courageous."
"Marquis Karen, I am willing to fight alongside you!"
Allied Forces The soldiers looked up at Karen's glorious back, their expressions suddenly moved, and a feeling of admiration welled up in their hearts. Some of them barely mustered up the courage to draw out their swords.
"Karen."
Zalan hesitated to speak. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to stop the other party's reckless behavior, but he was afraid of being targeted by the red dragon.
At this time, Karen was blinded by anger. The sorrow and regret for the death of his comrades, the indignation and dissatisfaction at the shameless surrender of his compatriots, and the hatred for the invaders were intertwined in his heart, making him completely lose his mind.
"Fadelan is eternal!"
With a loud shout, the god-born Marquis held a long sword, trailing golden light, and dived towards the red dragon in the distance. Come.
"Idiot."
Cassius sneered and stared at the golden figure of the angel descendant indifferently: "In that case, I will help you and send you to reunite with Duke Walter!"
The red dragon doesn't matter! Slowly raising the dragon claw, the huge claws several meters long swung down from top to bottom, tearing the air instantly and hitting the angel god's body heavily.
"Boom!"
Karen was hit by the red dragon's giant claws and hit the city wall hard, sinking deeply into it, causing the bricks and stones of Collins City Wall to collapse and dust to fly. , making a dull roar.
Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body was ravaged to a state of disgrace. His flesh and blood were mangled, his bones were broken, and even the wings on his back were twisted, looking miserable.
Under the power of the red dragon, even the legendary angel descendants and the Fadelan warriors who had fought in all directions seemed so vulnerable, like playthings.
Cassius was not in a hurry, just looked down at the descendant of God with contempt, and said calmly: "You overestimate your capabilities, the Fadland Empire has long been destroyed, and even Duke Walter, who you followed, is dead. It’s clear, what reason do you have to persist?”
Even so, Karen still did not give in, and even refused to lower his proud head.
Karen raised his bloody head, smiled ferociously, and said with his last strength: "Cassius, I curse you. One day, the empire you built will collapse. ——
And now, let you invaders and rebels feel the wrath of the sun!”
The angel god was crying and laughing, almost crazy, and a dazzling light surged from his chest, obviously trying to imitate Duke Walter and create a grand ending for himself.
"Ridiculous!" Cassius was already impatient. He suddenly stretched out his giant claw and penetrated Karen's chest with the sharp claw tip.
"Stab-"
Then, the red dragon skillfully picked out the source of the opponent's divine power, swallowed it into his belly under the gaze of countless eyes, and then raised his head with a smile. Come.
"Have you seen it? This is the fate of those who overestimate their own capabilities." Cassius's voice seemed to be brisk because of the "extra meal."
Everyone looked at his feet involuntarily.
——I saw Karen's corpse embedded deeply into the city wall, and his chest was roughly cut open, revealing large areas of flesh and internal organs, and golden-red blood flowing.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and some even shed tears, with panic on their faces.
In the past, the powerful and majestic descendants of the gods were displayed naked in front of everyone like prey, with no dignity or status at all.
“Quick, quick.”
"It is too dangerous here. We must return to the City of Ten Thousand Laws."
In a corner of the coalition position, Archmage Zalan clenched his staff with sweaty hands and chanted tremblingly. Spell.
Around him, the space gradually distorted and deformed, flickering with tiny spell auras, and the model of the teleportation spell was gradually being constructed.
On Collins' tower, Trump's voice, conveyed from thousands of meters away, filled Cassius's ears.
“Master, those mages from the City of Ten Thousand Laws and the Arcane Hermitage are releasing teleportation spells. There are more than a hundred people who want to escape from here.
Our large dimensional anchors are ready, why don't we leave them all here. "
Cassius heard the excitement in Rumple's tone and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
For the former ogre archmage, every spell caster is precious Not only can he get valuable magic knowledge from their mouths, but he can also use their heads to decorate his necklace.
But now, Trump's. There hasn't been a new head on the necklace for a long time. He seems to have changed this "barbaric" habit, but he is still obsessed with capturing the mage.
Thinking of this, Cassius. He shook his head and chuckled: "Still follow the old method, keep half of the mages here, let the other half go, and let them spread the name of the Ember Empire. ”
"Yes, Master."
On the coalition position, many mages, including Zalan, successfully left Esser, but some were locked in place and screamed in annoyance.
The army of the Ember Empire is advancing steadily. The steam tanks slowly drive across the land, leaving several deep ruts. They quickly take over the disoriented and dejected coalition soldiers.
With Karen's death, the last little episode ended quietly, without even a splash, everything was settled and a foregone conclusion.
Cassius waved his dragon wings again, setting off a scorching wind, lifting his huge body into the air, climbing to a height of 10,000 meters.
He looked down at the devastated land, stared at the ant-like army, and frequently looked at the east and west sides of Issel.
As a blessed land of the former Thracian Kingdom, North IJssel is bordered by the Blackstone Mountains and Ugo Grassland to the east, Silver Moon Bay to the west, and the Central Plains to the south. It is a veritable strategic location.
After the end of this war, the Burning Ember Empire has completely established a foothold in the Fianso continent. The empire can use North Issel as a stronghold to expand to surrounding areas arbitrarily.
Thinking of this, Cassius's pale golden pupils once again revealed endless greed and ambition. (End of this chapter)