Ember Dragon

Cassius curled up in the cave, his huge body as big as a hill rising and falling with his breathing, and hot white smoke constantly spewed out.

At this moment, the red dragon was like a moving active volcano, with terrifying heat accumulating in its body. However, this was only the power brought by the bloodline of the ancestral dragon. Cassius's power was far more than that.

The power of the sun god, the power of order, the fire of chaos, the origin of the elemental plane and even the origin of heaven are all mixed in that huge body.
If a mortal possessed such vast and complex powers, he would have exploded and died long ago. However, these powers fought against each other in the body of the ancestral dragon and finally maintained a delicate balance, like a self-operating miniature world.

"Roar--"

The red dragon roared and blew out hot wind that distorted the air, then slowly opened its eyes and woke up from its deep sleep again.

During the months since the Burning Empire occupied North Ethel, Cassius's body has been sleeping in the area with the most abundant and active magical energy. After all, it is Feansor, and the magic network around it is much more active than that of remote wastelands like Anzeta.

However, Cassius has not been idle in the past few days. He has not only controlled the golden dragon incarnation to travel around, but also looked for allies to fight against the brutal Dragon Emperor, who is also his own ally.

He also created a half-dragon incarnation, calling himself Count Hans, who started a game of solving cases and maintaining law and order in Dragon Head City.

Yes, games.

Cassius now stands at the pinnacle of the material world. His power is so great that his every move will cause turmoil in the world, and the number of matters that require his personal involvement is decreasing.

Cassius didn't want to sleep all day like ordinary dragons and lose the concept of time and life.

Therefore, he needed to do something extra to maintain his own nature in order to prevent himself from being completely swallowed up by the powerful "dragon nature" of the ancestral dragon and becoming a complete beast.

"The slumber period this time was not very long, just three months, and the Empire has already completely controlled North Ethel."

Through the incarnation of "Count Hans", Cassius can truly understand the Empire's rule over Ethel. Only Chief Minister Rump knows his true identity.

Although the people of North Aysir are still not completely convinced and are somewhat "unaccustomed to the king's rule", the resistance in their hearts has been largely eliminated, and the new society under the rule of the empire is gradually functioning.

However, North Ayser has not undergone many changes yet, and the empire's ruling method is mainly to maintain social stability, without touching the interests of certain old forces.

Soon, merchants and factory owners from across the empire will flock to this undeveloped "virgin land", bringing towering chimneys, huge machines, long-burning electric lights, and - a new way of life to the people of North Eysel.

"My body seems to have become much stronger, and this cave has become a little narrow."

Cassius twisted his neck and looked down at his body, and found that his size had increased a lot, and it was nearly sixty meters long from the snout to the tip of the tail.

Moreover, after gradually digesting the power of the Sun God, the red dragon's body was covered with a thin layer of golden light, and even golden-red tongues of fire burst out from his pupils and corners of his mouth, making him seem somewhat sacred.

"This power is highly compatible with my true self." Cassius licked his lips, his eyes revealing the greed that only a dragon could have.

"The divine power in these dozen or so angels alone can bring me such an improvement. If I can really ascend to the highest position of the Sun God..."

Feeling the power in his body that seemed to be able to burn everything, and looking up at the sun hanging high in the sky and emitting brilliant light, Cassius suddenly understood the choice made by Aragon I.

Who can remain rational in the face of such a supreme and glorious position?
Cassius looked at the magic communicator in the corner of the cave and found that several messages had accumulated in it, all sent by Trump.

——I think the other party has successfully completed the task assigned by Cassius.

After years of getting along, Cassius has become accustomed to throwing all the troublesome work to the ogre magician, then falling asleep, and accepting the other party's results with peace of mind after waking up, bringing Trump's "tool man" attribute to the extreme.

However, Trump is also very passionate about sharing the worries of his master and working for the "great blueprint", and he always tries his best to do things perfectly.

"Di-"

A faint light flickered in the communicator, projecting a magical image, on which was Trump's ugly and hideous face, but at this moment he looked weak, and even the dragon scales could not cover the dark circles around his eyes.

"My dear master, you should have woken up when you saw this video. Congratulations on becoming stronger again."

After a few words of flattery, Rump went straight to the point and began to report the task assigned by Cassius: "The orc bodies you gave me are extremely dangerous, and they contain things that are enough to threaten the material plane.

Our researchers placed these fungus-like orc remains in cultivation gardens in various environments. In just a few days, these orc remains multiplied in large quantities through the mycelium breakage and spore germination. Our researchers called them "orc spores."

The reproduction speed of orc spores is extraordinary fast. In a dark and humid environment, their number can increase dozens or even hundreds of times in a day.

When the number of orc spores reaches a certain limit, they will form something like a mushroom, and eggs will grow under the mushroom, and inside the eggs are newborn orcs. "

The ogre raised his hand, and images of the Imperial Breeding Park appeared in front of Cassius. The grass and wetlands were filled with huge green mushrooms, so densely packed that it made people feel their scalps tingle and their hair stand on end.

Rump continued, "Within a month, our researchers have bred 1,200 green-skinned orcs from the orc remains you provided. Physiologically, they are a symbiotic combination of animals and fungi, similar to the fungus people in the Underdark, but far more powerful than them."

Trump waved his staff again, and a video appeared in the "PPT" of his work report.

"WAAAAAGH!"

Hundreds of green-skinned orcs were trapped in cages. They roared in disorder and kept hitting the fences, trying to break through the barriers and go to the outside world to fight.

Outside the cage, Imperial researchers in chemical protective suits were carefully cleaning up the remains of orcs that had been torn into pieces by the wyverns, to prevent the orc spores from spreading to the outside world.

In the glass isolation room next to it, a group of bloody orcs were roaring, screaming, and struggling on the operating table.

Some of them had their arms and legs cut off, some had their chests cut open, and some orcs were even cut vertically and made into biological specimens.

The imperial researchers were carefully observing the cut tissues under a microscope, completely ignoring the green blood all over their bodies. They even looked excited, shocked by this wonderful life form and marveled at it.

Cassius stared at the bloody, horrifying restricted-level scene, his mouth twitching slightly. Compared to those shouting green-skinned orcs, these imperial researchers looked more like real villains.

“As expected of a player.”

——Biology in Erezegae is not very prosperous, and most of the biological researchers in the empire are experts in the field of biology from Earth. They are extremely obsessed with the ecological system here that is "comparable to the real world", staying in the game cabin day and night, and even writing a special book "Erezegai Biological Encyclopedia".

Trump in the video continued to report: "These green-skinned orcs are extremely strong, far more powerful than ordinary humans, and even close to ordinary ogres.

They are aggressive but simple-minded, have little sense of pain, and emit a force field that disrupts spells. They are natural tools of war, not natural products."

"As expected"

Cassius rubbed his chin with his giant claws, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought carefully: "Such a familiar way of committing crimes is most likely the work of the Abyss Will."

Sure enough, just as he thought of this, Trump said: "According to our investigation and research, the source of power of these green-skinned orcs is likely to be an abyss lord."

As he spoke, Trump turned the page again.

A filthy being, looking like an unfinished human sculpture, appeared in front of Cassius.

The torso is composed of flat plates and curled fungi, which happen to be formed into a charming female figure, with four strange fibrous horns protruding from the brow.

Her lower body was a curled bundle of thick whip-like pseudopods covered in fungus, and her skin was covered in sickening whorls of gray, blue, purple, and black ringworms.

And those dark eyes were constantly wriggling, as if something was about to burst out of them, emitting an extremely chaotic and filthy aura.

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"What the hell"

Seeing this, Cassius couldn't help but swear and covered his eyes with his dragon claws.

This appearance can no longer be described as ugly, it is simply curious.

Even a creature with a very strong aesthetic tolerance like a dragon found it difficult to appreciate it. Cassius even had the urge to go to the Abyss himself and burn this thing.

Rump introduced with a serious expression and a heavy voice: "This is the lord of the 222nd floor of the Abyss, and the one we speculated to have an influence on the orcs - Lady Fungus Zugmoi.

From what we have learned, Zugmoi is a demon that controls fungi and usually sets up fake religions that are actually controlled by her true followers.

Thousands of years ago, she founded the Temple of Elements, believing in the essence of the four elements, but the believers in the temple are all fungal creatures in human skin. "

Although he didn't want to hurt his own eyes, Cassius still suppressed his discomfort and observed the image of the Fungus Lady. His light golden pupils revealed undisguised disgust.

"Damn the bottomless abyss, it actually created such a disgusting thing.

But he couldn't delay any longer. In his memory, in his previous life, this kind of orcs grew slowly for several years, and eventually gave birth to a beast tide that covered the land, causing a monstrous disaster. "

Now that we have understood the nature of these orcs, the Burning Empire must take the initiative to control the number of orcs."

Thinking of this, Cassius's expression turned cold: "Now that North Ayser has stabilized, in this case, we will march to the northeastern Ugo grassland and completely destroy the Red Blood Tribe.

As for occupying the mountain dwarf kingdom? For the current empire, it is just a matter of convenience."

Soon, the communicator was activated again, and after a while, Trump's ugly face appeared in the magic image, looking even more tired than in the previous video.

But after seeing the face of Mrs. Fungus, when he looked at Trump, Cassius actually thought for the first time that this ogre looked quite unique.

A rare look of excitement and joy appeared on Trump's exhausted face: "Master, you are finally awake!"

Cassius nodded and gave the order directly: "Trump, tell the Imperial Senate to launch an offensive in the northeast direction. The Empire has rested for too long."

"Yes, Master."

Trump quickly lowered his head and solemnly accepted the order.

Cassius's order did not need to be drafted by the Senate, nor did it need the approval of the Imperial Parliament - because the will of the Burning Emperor was the absolute will of the Empire, without any objection.

Blackrock Mountains, the capital of the mountain dwarf kingdom - Avendeldan.

In the majestic dwarf palace built on the mountain, a secret conversation was quietly taking place.

"Remember, you must obey the orders of Lord Titus and work hard to live under the protection of his dragon wings." Ed said earnestly.

In front of him was a dwarf who was equally sturdy and strong, but his beard was not as thick as Ed's and only covered half of his cheek.

He is Zen Klein, the son of Ed, a prince who inherited the blood of the mountain royal family and is also a powerful and brave warrior.

Zen is only in his fifties now. According to the lifespan of the dwarves, he is still just a young man full of vigor.

Zayn raised his head and looked at Ed in front of him, his face showing resentment and confusion: "Father, why do you want me to leave here?

I am your son, but I am also a warrior of the Mountain Kingdom. I am not lacking in courage and faith. I will live and die with Avenderdan, and let those invaders, whether orcs or dragons, see the power of our dwarves' hammers!"

Ed had a bitter look on his face and sighed softly, "Zain, I don't have much time left to live, and I can't protect you anymore."

"Father, this is impossible! Are you lying to me? You still look so strong and energetic than me."

Zayn's expression became extremely shocked, and even his voice began to tremble.

Ed didn't explain much, just shook his head, then patted the dwarf prince on the shoulder: "Zen, go follow the Wings of Dawn.

Only in this way can we continue the civilization of our mountain kingdom." (End of this chapter)