"Boom!"
The red dragon waved its wings in the high air, casually smashing the meteorites in front of him.
Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly and asked casually: "How do you fire dwarves live?"
Upon hearing this question, Green, who was panicked just now, suddenly puffed up his chest with pride.
"Everyone has his place, Your Majesty Cassius."
"Our fire dwarf society is the most perfect in this plane. Different from the cruelty of the fire dwarves and the barbarism of the salamanders, every fire dwarf inherits the profession of his parents from birth and has to fulfill his responsibilities throughout his life. .”
"Nobles in brass kilts are responsible for ruling and resisting foreign enemies, merchants in bronze kilts are responsible for trade and selling goods, and those in red copper kilts are servants, craftsmen and laborers."
"Our lives are always so orderly, and every fortress is like an exquisite machine"
Greene's words oozed pride.
The fire dwarf has always done his duty, and he is the same as a guide. He knows everything he knows and talks about it.
"Caste System."
Listening to the perfect society described by the fire dwarves, Cassius only thought of this word from his previous life and glanced at him with a smile.
"So you are considered a noble among the fire dwarves?"
Green proudly puffed up his chest again, especially fluffing up his brass skirt,
"Of course, Your Majesty, our Cardoso family has been a noble among the fire dwarves since four thousand years ago."
"Seven hundred years ago, my father built my body with his own hands and injected the fire of life into me. The memory of their participation in building the City of Pig Iron and the City of Brass has also been passed down to my mind."
An imperceptible surprise suddenly flashed across the red dragon's pale golden pupils.
Seven hundred years.
This is a long time, even for a dragon that is called an "immortal species" by mortals.
A dragon that is 700 years old is called a "very old dragon". This is also the last stage in the dragon's life when it is still fertile.
Many five-color dragons were killed by the army or adventurers before they even survived this age.
And for Cassius, a "teenage dragon" who is only in his twenties, it seems even longer.
"Very good."
"Glynn Cassondo, you are lucky."
"Perhaps you will become the link between the empire and the fire dwarf kingdom."
The red dragon lowered his head and stared at the seven hundred-year-old fire dwarf in his claws, who looked insignificant, and finally showed some attention in his eyes.
Originally, he only regarded the fire elemental plane as a place for him to plunder the fire elemental energy.
But now, he realized, maybe the Empire needed its own colony here.
"Hey, thank you, Your Majesty."
Green scratched his head, not knowing what he was doing.
He felt that although his majesty looked scary, he was quite kind to others, and even had a good impression of the fire dwarves.
"Almost there."
"That's it, the brass fortress of the fire dwarves."
The red dragon tilted its wings with its strong wing hands and spread them slightly, preparing to start a dive and land.
It was a huge building whose main body was located underground, and the parts that protruded from the ground were made of shiny brass and basalt.
"Wait."
"What is that?"
Roaring and howling sounds came from the ground, and there were familiar explosions and the sound of steam.
In front of the brass fortress, in Cassius' eyes high in the sky, creatures as big as grains of rice were entangled together, and the ground was filled with flames and steam.
He saw a salamander holding a halberd, a tall and sturdy efreet, and a flame dragon flapping its wings in mid-air.
On the other side of the battlefield were fire dwarves holding copper hammers, and the empire's advance troops equipped with rifles and artillery.
"Your Majesty Cassius!"
"It's the efreet marauders! These despicable and shameless guys are attacking again!"
Green exclaimed excitedly.
Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile appeared in his pale gold eyes, and the corners of his ferocious mouth also slightly raised. ‘
"Is this the efreet army?"
"It seems I came at the right time"
The surface of his huge dragon body surged with fine magical light, and with the flapping of its wings, its speed further accelerated.
"Boom——"
A harsh sonic boom sounded. Accompanied by the whistling of the air like cracking silk, the red dragon cut straight through the sky of the fire elemental plane.
In the orange-red sky, a long and narrow explosion cloud was left, which seemed to split the sky into two halves.
"Boom!"
The cannonball fell from the sky and crushed the head of a salamander.
"呲呲~~"
This is a shrill wail in the Fire Tribe language.
The snake-tailed lower body of the salamander twisted a few times and then stopped moving, and the burning fibers covering its body gradually extinguished.
"Clang!"
The halberd in his hand fell to the ground.
But the fire giant not far away just crossed his arms and looked indifferently, then took out the scimitar from his waist and raised it high.
"Despicable creatures from the material world!"
"Hand over that human bastard named Misha! We can still let you live!"
"And the fire dwarves! If you keep hiding these guys, we will smash your brass fortress to pieces!"
"Boom!"
What responded to him were hot metal cannonballs. The dense cannonballs immediately covered the efreeti's location, causing it to dodge in a hurry.
"By Allah of Fire, this damn material bastard!"
"Destroy them!"
The fire giant raised its scimitar in its left hand and waved its long whip in its right hand, shouting angrily, with blazing fire burning in its eyes.
"Roar——"
"Attack!"
The flame dragons and salamanders began another round of charge.
In the fortifications in front of the Brass Fortress, the empire's advance team was also quite agitated, led by a half-dragon.
His name is Serkan Wood. He joined during the Ember Kingdom period and has repeatedly made military exploits in the northern battlefield. He is already a glorious Imperial Viscount—and the main person in charge of the advance team of the Fire Elemental Plane.
This time he took the initiative to volunteer and came to the most dangerous battlefield on the fire elemental plane, but encountered unprecedented setbacks.
In the extreme environment here, the troops sent this time are all the most elite half-dragons!
Serkan spitted hard and cursed angrily:
"I've had enough of these damn fire bastards!"
The half-dragon adjutant also nodded in agreement and echoed:
"My great Cassius, the explosion cannot harm them at all - even the cannonballs have to hit them to be effective."
Serkan kicked the fortification in front of him and cursed angrily:
"I will report to the people from the Empire's Ministry of Magic when I get back and ask them to send a group of mages specializing in ice and water elements to kill these bastards!"
The fire dwarf who was hammering and repairing the brass fortifications nearby heard this and immediately shrank his neck.
They are also elemental creatures.
"Buzz——"
Suddenly, a piercing scream came from the sky.
The half-dragon adjutant turned around, looked up, and discovered a spectacular phenomenon in the sky.
In an instant, he suddenly had some bold conjecture, and this conjecture was about to be confirmed.
"Team, captain!
"Look quickly -"
Serkan turned his head strangely, only to find that his adjutant was already kneeling on the ground, looking fanatical.
What surprised him even more was that even the fire dwarves who were building the fortifications were dumbfounded and shouted "Moradin is on top".
So, he looked up at the sky.
"Plop."
Serkan also knelt down, muttering to himself.
"Cassius on top"
The red dragon was seen cutting through the sky like a meteor, crashing directly into the position of the efreeti army.
"Boom!"
Along with the violent shaking of the earth in the fire elemental plane, ashes filled the fields and fire shot into the sky. (End of chapter)