"The dragon is indeed a creature that can become stronger while sleeping. After falling asleep this time, its strength has increased a lot."
Cassius observed his stronger and more ferocious body.
But compared to the last qualitative change caused by absorbing the blood of the ancestral dragon, which was like changing into a dragon, the appearance change after sleeping this time is not that obvious.
Only he himself knows how powerful the power gained by the red dragon after continuing to digest the blood of the ancestral dragons and growing naturally - it is an all-round improvement.
Opening your own panel, a lot of changes have indeed taken place.
[As a true dragon with ancestral bloodline, you grow up in sleep, pursue the mythical bloodline power in the wilderness period, and become more powerful. ]
[Strength: 34→36]
[Physique: 30→33]
[Intelligence: 17→18]
[Perception: 20→22]
[Charm: 35→36]
[All dragons develop innate magical abilities as they mature, and the oldest dragons trace their origins to spells created by the Nine-Faced Dragon God. ]
[You gain an additional 3rd level sorcerer spellcasting level. ]
[Your current spellcasting level is: 24]
You must know that even the ancient red dragon's talent casting level is only level 19.
And with Cassius's current arcane ability, I am afraid that only Oszedro, a "freak among dragons", can match it.
"Call"
The red dragon took a deep breath, feeling the surge of magic around him and controlling every tiniest elemental particle.
Cassius has a feeling: he no longer needs to rely solely on the magical inheritance in his bloodline, but can use his own arcane abilities to create spells.
Compared to the mage who rigorously constructs spell models, the warlock often creates spells like a skilled painter, using his innate talent to "paint" in the magic network to present what he wants.
At Cassius's current level, it is commonplace to cast nine-level spells, and if he gets those forbidden spells, he can even control something beyond the nine-level magic network.
After feeling the changes in his body, Cassius discovered that the evaluation of his strength given by the system had also changed.
【Ember Emperor-Casius】
Challenge Level: 28 (125000xp)
Even the most powerful ancient golden dragon among common dragons, their challenge level is only 26. Now Cassius has the strength to defeat an ancient golden dragon relatively easily.
"With such strength, even if it is placed on the entire Fiansuo continent, it can still be ranked high."
Cassius stretched his neck and used his extremely strong wing latissimus dorsi muscles to pull the dragon wings back, almost lying on the ground, stretching his body surging with strong vitality.
"Snoring!"
The red dragon snorted, and hot white smoke spurted out from his nostrils. It was the waste heat discharged from his body.
He looked towards the hillside of Longshan Mountain. The originally majestic palace had been turned into ruins by his "waking up energy", and there were charred broken walls everywhere.
But this is not the first time. Cassius has already had experience in dealing with it.
"It just so happens that the original palace is a bit narrow, so we can take this opportunity to expand it."
“It’s been a long time since I’ve used the abilities of the Empire Domain.”
Cassius casually found a reason for himself, then concentrated on activating his power with all his strength.
【Imperial Realm: Changing Terrain】
"Boom——"
The earth trembled again.
The sky was filled with dust and debris.
But this time it was not a pure disaster. The ground gradually rose, and rock pillars slowly rose from the ground, gradually taking on the appearance of a palace.
The rocks and steel seemed to have been carved by invisible hands, gradually forming walls, columns, domes, and even exquisite murals.
This is an almost complete replica of the original palace, but this new palace is more spacious, larger in scale, and truly "integrated with the mountain."
"Then, is that the palace?"
"Cassius on top"
The soldiers guarding the door looked up at the rumbling palace and were stunned.
Although they had long heard about the red dragon shaping mountains and rivers and bringing warmth to Anzetta, seeing the rocks rise and build a palace with their own eyes was a bit beyond their imagination.
To them, this was nothing short of a miracle.
But Cassius doesn't care about this, and he is also happy to see that he can collect more faith, which is the capital of becoming a god.
Suddenly, a spell message came from the pile of ruins, and Cassius lifted the restriction without thinking much.
Accompanied by a "crash" sound, the broken mirror slowly rose up, and fragments fell down.
A familiar voice came from the magic mirror. The voice trembled, revealing undisguised excitement.
"Master."
"You, you're awake!"
The ogre's face appeared on the cracked mirror. Even the broken mirror still couldn't hide his ugliness.
Cassius nodded slightly and ordered in a calm tone: "Come to the palace, I need to know what happened this year."
"Yes, Master."
Rumple nodded in response, and then cut off the connection to the magical image.
But a few seconds later, the space in front of the red dragon fluctuated, and Trump hurriedly walked out of the portal and knelt at the feet of the red dragon.
"Master."
For some reason, Cassius felt that this ogre was not as energetic as before.
There was an aura of exhaustion in that fat body, which even the luxurious robes could not hide, and there were even dark circles under the muddy little eyes.
If ogres have hair, this special dragon-veined ogre magician must be bald.
Did he squeeze too much?
But having said that, this ogre he trained with his own hands is really a useful companion.
Lang Pu smiled flatteringly and said: "Master, you have become stronger again."
The ogre raised his head cautiously and praised enthusiastically: "There has never been such a giant dragon in the world!
Your body is as majestic as the earth, your wings are as broad as the sky, and your tail is as winding as the mountains”
"Rump, you should know that I'm not here to hear these bardic platitudes."
Cassius interrupted.
"Of course, Master."
You are still so humble and dedicated to the country.”
The ogre scratched his head and laughed, then took out a magic stone from the dimensional pocket in his robe.
"Shua——"
Suddenly, magic images appeared in mid-air. Not only did they contain detailed text, they were also equipped with rich images and tables.
If this ogre went to Earth to apply for a job, he would probably be evaluated as "proficient in using office software".
Trump put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and the look on his ugly face became serious.
"Master, after the departure of the Starfallen, the economic development of the empire has slowed down and the development of science and technology has almost stagnated."
"I know." Cassius nodded slightly. This was what he could expect. After all, there are too few cheap and easy-to-use labor forces like players.
"But the scale of the war in the south continues to expand, and our ordnance orders are also in short supply. As you would expect, the arms industry is still booming, and the monthly net profit has reached one million gold naars."
"However, the growth of the military-industrial complex has also given rise to a series of social problems, such as domestic violence, so subordinates have taken the initiative and introduced some special measures."
"In terms of the development of agriculture and animal husbandry, the construction of the Matra farmland has been basically completed, which can supply 70% of the country's food. The original cattle ranch and dragon animal ranch on the storm high slope are also cultivating excellent varieties according to your instructions."
"In terms of culture, the Imperial Propaganda Department has carried out further ideological education in accordance with your instructions and combined with the manuscripts left by the Starfallers"
"Also."
"Page 36"
“On page 87, my subordinates sorted out the proportions of various industries and their growth trends”
"In Chapter 121, subordinates follow the conflict events of various races."
Trump’s report presentation was more than two hundred pages long, covering all aspects of the empire’s politics, economy, culture, and military in recent years.
After all, what he has to consider now is not the kingdom that only rules part of the north, nor the monster lair that only controls the storm slope.
The current Burning Ember Empire is a large, complex and diverse empire.
The country has a population of more than 8 million and a total area of nearly 4 million square kilometers. Its territory spans the Anzeta Wilderness, the Catapa Region, the Dark Territory, and the Fire Elemental Plane.
Humans, snakemen, tieflings, ogres, hobgoblins, orcs, fire dwarves, duergar, satyrs, kobolds, lizardfolk
According to official statistics, there are thirty-four races of intelligent creatures in the Burning Ember Empire. If certain "non-nationals" are included, the number will only be higher.
This vast and vast territory, numerous races, and the impact of new technologies have made the empire's social structure more complex and changeable than any country that has ever existed in the world.
As the Prime Minister of the Empire, it is not an exaggeration to say that Trump has “everything to do”.
But soon, Trump's boring report made Cassius, who had just woken up, yawn and feel a little sleepy.
Balls of blazing flames appeared in his mouth, and hot gray smoke overflowed from between his teeth.
It's better to be a hands-off shopkeeper, just give a rough idea and leave the rest to the capable people under you.
Cassius stared at Trump, who was eloquent and chatty, and suddenly asked with some curiosity: "Rump, how do you do so much work at the same time?"
Lampton froze in place, as if recalling some bad experience, with a forced smile on his face.
"Your Majesty, I just did what I should do!"
"I bought a scroll of multiple simulacra from Thracian, which allows me to separate multiple illusion copies so that I can handle things at the same time."
"That's it."
Cassius paid no attention.
But Trump did not tell him that those plans had a direct spiritual connection with the main body, which meant that the ogre magician maintained multi-threaded operations all year round.
And six months ago, under heavy work pressure, one of Trump's simulacra actually "awakened". It tried to escape and planned to murder Trump, almost bringing disaster to the Imperial Council Hall.
Cassius praised: "You have always done a good job in handling government affairs."
Red Dragon slowly stood up, looked at Trump with his golden pupils, and said in a deep voice:
"But...has the devil appeared?
The prophesied time for the demonic invasion is coming soon, and the empire needs to treat all this with caution. ”
Trump also nodded solemnly and turned the page to the end of the magic influence:
"Master, your language is correct. Over the past year, demons have launched many small-scale attacks on the empire, causing hundreds of casualties."
"The last attack occurred just three days ago, on your coronation day. A Bewitcher disguised himself as a human and sneaked into Istalia in an attempt to confuse the people of the empire and incite rebellion.
Fortunately, Miss Misha took action in time and killed the demon. ”
There was a hint of coldness in the red dragon's golden vertical pupils, and sharp fangs were exposed at the corners of its mouth: "Isdalia
Have these demons become so rampant? How dare you launch an attack in my capital? ”
Trump said in a deep voice: "It's not just that. Half a year ago, when I was giving a speech on the outskirts of Istalia, a soul-eating demon shot me through the ear with an arrow from the abyss."
The ogre pointed to his right ear, and there was indeed a hideous gap in it, with only half of the plump ear remaining.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Master, I have kept this wound just to remember this shame and make those abyss demons pay the price.
But Master, only you can decide the direction of the empire, so I have been waiting for your awakening. "
Cassius looked to the south, seemingly through the obstacles of mountains, and saw the abyss portal deep in the mountains of Anstika.
"I will crush them."
Cassius said calmly.
The demons in the previous life also came from the south, arousing fierce resistance from all the people and players in the North. The Anzeta people paid a bloody price and finally achieved a tragic victory.
But the revenge demon never showed up. When Cassius, the "burning embers" in his previous life, was about to die, a huge black claw bound him and disappeared into the main material plane with the red dragon.
Cassius suspected that the body of the red dragon in the previous life had been taken over by the demon lord, and in this life, the demon's offensive would definitely be more fierce than in the previous life.
But now Anzeta has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Compared with the United Kingdom of Northland, the military power of the Ember Empire can be said to be crushing.
As if remembering something, Trump suddenly said: "By the way, Master, the Ms. Olivia you mentioned has found Myhrvold's reinforcements.
When the devil comes, the group of silver dragons should send reinforcements to support the empire. According to the treaty we signed, their messenger should be arriving soon. ”
"Oh? Messenger?"
Although Cassius had long expected that Myhrvold would agree to cooperate, he was still a little curious.
Who will the old silver dragon whose wings were broken off by him personally send as its envoy?
Goncalo Palace, Istalia.
This is the place where the Burning Ember Empire entertains foreign envoys. The decoration is rare and gorgeous, but it still has a strong "imperial atmosphere".
In the hall, Olivia was wearing a formal suit as a member of parliament, with anxiety in her beautiful silver-gray eyes.
She lowered her voice and persuaded: "Aunt, your prejudice is too deep.
You should have heard a lot along the way, and you will definitely be able to see that the lives of Anzeta people have improved a lot. ”
She hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Although His Majesty Cassius is not a kind person, he is definitely not a heinous tyrant."
Next to Olivia is a plump aristocratic woman in a white dress. She looks like she is in her thirties and also has waterfall-like silver hair.
Wisdom, knowledge, beauty.
This is the first impression she gives to everyone. If she is placed at a noble banquet, she will definitely be invited by countless gentlemen.
This is the adult silver dragon of the Myhrvold family, Jenny Heath, known as the "Pearl of Korda".
But at this moment, Janesis's bright face was full of indignation: "Olivia, are you crazy?
That red dragon destroyed a kingdom, slaughtered tens of thousands of humans, and seriously injured your grandfather, and you're still speaking for him! You are a member of Myhrvold! ”
Olivia's eyes were lowered, and she defended a little palely: "No, that's not the case, I did it for Anzetta."
Janesis sighed and her tone softened slightly: "Okay, little Olivia, I will consider what you say." (End of Chapter)