In Isdalia, on the towering stone pillars, in the white and magnificent altar, white smoke is lingering, and the red dragon is lying lazily on the marble throne.
Beside him stood the ogre archmage Rumpu, and in front of him were scenes of huge magical images, which showed the status of each war zone on the Empire Wall.
Cassius looked at the scene of the Slaughter Demon being surrounded and killed, and asked with interest: "How many dragon scale monks like this are there in the empire?"
Trump replied: "Master, this project is still in the experimental stage. There are only twenty-one people for the time being, and only those twelve can play normally and stably."
"Click——"
As he spoke, the ogre's fat body flickered and became a little illusory, with light particles appearing on the surface of its skin.
"Hug, I'm sorry, Master, there may be a battle on the main body, so this simulation is not stable."
It turns out that this is Trump's simulacrum, and the real ogre archmage has come to the front line, sitting on the battlefield to confront the spellcasters of the abyss.
Cassius stared at the vision caused by the death of the Slaughter Demon, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Slay the demon."
The Slaughter Demon is an absolute predator in the abyss, a monster with a challenge level as high as 16, which is already comparable to the existence of some low-level legends.
Although he is in the empire and is affected by the realm of Cassius' empire, and the power of chaos in his body is suppressed, the strength of this demon cannot be underestimated.
In the past, players would be killed wantonly by vampires and mercilessly crushed by frost giants, and could only be used as an accompaniment in the war.
Now, the most powerful players are able to kill monsters of this level through siege.
——Although this is the result of relying on the resources of the empire, it is undeniable that players have become an important force that cannot be ignored in the world.
After thinking for a moment, Cassius asked again: "How much does it cost to train a dragon scale monk?"
Trump's simulacrum replied: "Fifty thousand gold, master, the most expensive part of it is actually the dragon blood materials, but there is no shortage of these things in the empire.
The technology from the Ministry of Science and Technology is not yet mature enough. According to researchers from the Cult of Mechanicus, known as ‘genes’, the cost is expected to be reduced to less than 10,000 gold naars.”
Cassius nodded slightly and licked the flames on his lips with his tongue: "Very good, it seems that we will soon be able to produce extraordinary-level experts, and all we need to pay is money."
The most indispensable thing for the empire is money. In the endless wars on the Fianso continent, the Ember Empire has made a lot of money by selling arms and dumping goods from both sides.
The empire's ability to amass wealth was unimaginable to other countries.
As for how much gold there is in Cassius's treasury? That has gradually become a legend.
Some scholars estimate that this number has reached an astonishing level, even beyond the cognition of most mortals, and it would be unbelievable even to say it.
Trump smiled flatteringly, stepped forward and said: "This matter does not even need to use the empire, that is, your property.
It is naturally a supreme honor for those fallen stars to be chosen. We plan to collect a sacrifice of 20,000 jinna from these fallen stars as their reward for your gift."
Cassius immediately clicked his tongue and nodded again in agreement.
After more than ten years of practice, this ogre has learned the essence of exploiting and squeezing players, even more meticulously than the red dragon, and has penetrated into every aspect of domestic life.
For example, the "spellcasting tax", "gun possession tax" and "dragon blood tax" with imperial characteristics.
"Pfft——"
Cassius twisted his head, snorted, blew out hot white smoke, and turned his attention back to the magical images of the battlefield.
"The real owner still hasn't come out. He's really hiding his head and showing his tail."
At this time, the war between the Empire and the Abyss Legion has reached a fierce stage.
The artillery fire coverage of the Burning Ember Empire was no longer able to stop the march of the demonic tide, and various cruel and powerful high-level demons emerged one after another.
The empire also used all its means to defend strongly with the help of defense lines arranged in advance, holding on to the front and blocking the demon army south of the wall of the empire.
In the southern wasteland, the earth is riddled with holes and filled with smoke. Demon corpses, broken shrapnel and bullets are everywhere.
The purple-black pus and blood of the demons eroded the rocks and soil, forming hideous scars on the earth, as if they were cursing the land.
The endless screams of demons, the roar of artillery fire, and the war cries of imperial soldiers are intertwined on the long front, corrected in the vast battlefield, and converged into a cruel war concerto.
Hall Mountains.
This mountain range is not high. As long as you climb over it, you can go straight to the northern plains and reach the core of the empire.
"Roar——"
The dragon beasts flapped their wings in groups, coming like thick dark clouds and making hoarse, noisy roars.
According to common sense, this kind of scene is not uncommon in the empire.
After all, the Burning Ember Empire is known as the "Kingdom of Dragons" and has thousands of bipedal flying dragons in captivity. It is perfectly normal for monsters such as dragon beasts and sub-dragons to appear here.
But this time the dragon-veined monsters are extraordinary—they come from the abyss.
Abyssal drakes resemble their wyvern ancestors, but their dark red scaly skin shows their infernal origins.
They have powerful bat wings, snake-like sinuous necks and razor-sharp claws.
It is the horrific product of an ancient breeding program that seeks to combine the filthiest elements of demons, wyverns, and red dragons.
They roam the wilds of the Abyss, hunting demons and visitors alike.
"Ouch——"
The roars of dragon beasts echoed in the Hall Mountains, making the creatures in the mountains and forests tremble. Their roars were more chaotic and disorderly than ordinary bipedal dragons, filled with the oppression of the abyss.
These abyss dragon beasts flapped their wings and spit out black-red abyss fire wantonly, burning all living creatures on the earth.
On the back of the leading abyss dragon beast, a red humanoid creature held a blood-stained long knife and let out a crazy war cry.
"Burn this place down!"
"Sacrifice all things to the abyss, and let everything here return to chaos!"
The demon was wearing pitch black armor, with a long forked tongue sticking out of his mouth, and a pair of pitch black long horns bending from his forehead to the back of his head.
Those scarlet eyes looked into the distance, as if burning with blazing flames.
"I'm back."
"I'll make you pay!"
His name is Licht More, the former North Wind Eagle Guard, who narrowly escaped during the battle to destroy the country, was chosen by the revenge demon, and was reborn in the abyss.
Over the years, he had endured many hardships in the bloody battlefields, but his hatred had never faded. The scene of the destruction of the Lachman Principality was etched in his mind.
And hatred also brought him more powerful power.
Today, Licht has become the leader of the Abyss Dragon Beast Legion, commanding dozens of elite demon cavalry and hundreds of Abyss Dragon Beasts.
His mission was to cross the Hall Mountains, penetrate deep into the empire, and rely on his mobility advantage to disrupt the empire's solid defense lines from the rear.
This is the usual method of the Abyss Legion. This is how Licht captured a hell devil's fortress in Avernus.
Therefore, he believed that such methods would also work for the empire.
Licht raised the blood-stained long sword carved from skull bones and roared at everyone in the legion.
"Everyone, we have encountered countless cruel wars and killed countless devils in bloody battles!
But this time, our enemy is just a weak country in the material world. We will baptize them with fire and blood, so that these gangsters in the material world can feel the majesty of the abyss!
For the abyss! ”
"Ouch——"
At this moment, similar roars came from the distance, but the sound was thicker and more powerful.
The demons looked into the distance. I saw bipedal flying dragons and flame dragons rising into the sky from the other side of the mountain. They flapped their wings and covered half of the sky like red clouds, facing off against the abyss dragon beast army.
Among the imperial legions, there were red-scale conquerors riding bipedal flying dragons, flaming dragons with blazing flames all over their bodies, and atavistic flying dragons that were comparable to real dragons.
Its momentum is no worse than that of the Abyss Dragon Beast Legion on the south side of the mountain range.
Licht recognized at a glance the dragon knights who had destroyed the North Wind Eagle Guard and made him flee. The humiliating past appeared in the devil's mind.
"Red Scale Conqueror."
He gritted his teeth, his eyes were burning, and his long, forked tongue drooped, dripping with sticky saliva.
Then, his expression changed from anger to ecstasy, and his ugly red face became distorted, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the base of his ears.
"Great, great! I can finally get my revenge!"
"I will let them taste what I felt when my companions were killed and the country was destroyed."
Thinking of this, Licht's face showed a drunken look, and the dark cheeks in his helmet fell down, and only his eyes filled with the fire of revenge could be seen: "Hahahaha! Charge!
Kill them! Let them experience the fear of the hell devils towards us during the bloody battle! ”
"Face the abyss!"
"Eat all these ridiculous flies!"
"Roar——"
The demons cheered fervently, waving their blood-stained knives, sharp spears, and heavy hammers, and the abyss dragon heads also let out a shuddering and piercing roar.
It's no wonder that they are so confident. As the product of the dirtiest elements of demons, wyverns and red dragons, the abyssal dragon beast is extremely large, far exceeding the wyverns.
Almost every abyssal dragon beast can reach a length of nearly fifteen meters, and their leader is more than twenty meters long, even surpassing many real giant dragons.
Compared with these abyss dragon beasts, the bipedal flying dragons in the Imperial Legion, which are generally no more than ten meters in length, do seem a bit petite.
Hall Mountains North
The Empire's Dragonblood Marquis and the commander of the Red Scale Garrison, Alger, was riding on the back of a huge dragon-veined eagle, looking coldly at the Abyss Dragon Beast Legion in the distance.
This former North Wind Eagle Guard has already completed his revenge. He witnessed the death of Duke Blood with his own eyes, the rise of the empire step by step, and the gradual improvement of the lives of the people in the North.
It also witnessed those tieflings who had been wronged escape their suffering and live fulfilling lives.
Now, Alger has found a new goal.
He has become the guardian of the empire, and he vows to spend the rest of his life to pay for the heinous crimes he has committed.
Alger raised the ever-burning sword high and released brilliant firelight.
"Everyone——"
"You are the people of the great red dragon. These dirty reptiles and polluted blood descendants from the abyss are simply vulnerable to you!
They want to burn our cities, slaughter our people, and destroy our country!
Can you - can you bear it? ”
"No!"
The sound was deafening.
Alger nodded with satisfaction, and then roared: "Then charge with me! Burn these reptiles from the abyss to ashes!"
The Abyss Dragon Beast Legion was surging like dark clouds, tumbling, and roaring noisily. They gradually climbed upwards and attacked the empire's legion.
Facing this upcoming large-scale air battle, both the aborigines and the players feel excited and excited.
They looked down at the demon army in the distance, dived excitedly, and let out passionate war cries.
"For the Empire!"
"Long live the Ember Empire!"
"For His Majesty Cassius!"
Suddenly, hundreds of bipedal flying dragons and flame dragons stretched their wings on the top of the mountains and dived
"Ouch——"
Like red torrents, like scarlet waterfalls, they poured down from the mountain tops, the air was torn by their wings, and hot, explosive hurricanes surged under their wings.
In this way, the upper part of the mountain was covered by the red torrent, while the lower part of the mountain was occupied by the dark and mottled abyss demonic tide.
The two sides are about to collide.
Licht looked up at the legions of flying dragons and dragons in the sky, and the corners of his mouth that were covered by the visor curled up into a sneer.
Too weak.
Compared with the dragon beasts transformed by the abyss blood pool, these sub-dragons are too weak - just like themselves.
The flying dragon army that was once invincible in his eyes now seems to be nothing more than that, just a group of weak mortal beings in the material world.
Licht thought like this, he clenched the blood-stained long knife decorated with skulls in his hand, and the scene of the wyvern's slender neck being easily cut off by him appeared in his mind.
However, in the red torrent, Alger raised the shining ever-burning sword high and ordered sternly:
"Everyone - Dragon Roar Charge!"
"Roar——"
Suddenly, one hundred flying dragon knights, nearly five hundred bipedal flying dragons and flame dragons all let out dragon roars.
This was the Dragon's Roar Charge with the largest number of participants and the largest scale in the Empire's history.
Their bodies, flowing with hot dragon blood, were trembling. The blood of the same origin resonated, connected, and gathered with each other, and the majestic dragon power was like a tsunami.
"Just some ignorant mortals
This, this.
This is simply impossible! ”
Licht looked up at the sky, his whole body shaking violently, and his teeth began to chatter.
In the sky, a hundreds-meter-long phantom of a red dragon appeared among the dragons. It was so majestic and noble that it almost enveloped the entire imperial army.
All the knights can recognize that it is their emperor, the controller of the Burning Ember Empire, the supreme ruler of Anzeta - Cassius!
"Roar——"
The phantom formed by the dragon's power waved its wings, opened its huge mouth, and let out an extremely long and heavy roar.
Suddenly, under the pressure of blood coming from the depths of their souls, all the abyss dragon beasts let out painful wails. They could not even wave their wings and staggered down from mid-air.
Licht also felt the terrible power of Wia, and the shadow of the red dragon kept impacting his dirty and chaotic soul.
In this weird empire, the red dragon exists like a god, with a certain power of order, which makes these abyss demons feel extremely painful.
But he still persisted with his will for revenge.
Licht tried his best to maintain his balance, and kept cutting the Abyss Dragon Beast's neck with his knife, and cursed angrily: "Damn, that's just a giant dragon!
You are the children of the abyss! Wake up! You cowardly reptiles! ”
However, Lichte's struggles were of no avail, and the danger was already imminent.
"Shua——"
A burning sharp sword came from the sky, carrying the powerful momentum of the dive, and Cassius's supreme power, and cut off the demon's head neatly.
"No——"
Purple-black blood splashed, Licht's head flew into the air, and his mask also scattered.
But the ferocious red face still maintained a look of shock and confusion, as if he couldn't believe that he was killed by a mortal being from the main material plane. (End of chapter)