Ember Dragon

"So... So that's how it is. I never thought that the Angel King was also bewitched by the devil and degenerated into this state."

Adrian looked up at the fallen angel in the magic image, his eyes full of shock.

Wilham's deal with Hell is common knowledge in the Empire and is by no means a secret.

Especially in the Greater Thrace Administrative Region, the imperial officials made a big fuss about the matter, characterizing Wilham as a traitor who abandoned the people and colluded with Hell, and the Burning Empire as a heroic force that saved the people from danger.

In a sense, what the empire preached was all true, with only some selective reporting.

In other areas, especially in the old Fadlan territories such as Cassander and the Seleucid Kingdom, the nobles and officials deliberately concealed this fact and portrayed the Burning Empire as a thug who invaded Thrace and massacred the remnants of the Fadlans.

After all, only in this way can they call on their people to resist the invasion of the empire.

"It doesn't matter. I've long been accustomed to rumors attacking the empire. I believe that reality can break other people's stereotypes."

Cassius stared at the paladin, his narrow golden pupils revealing sincerity: "Adrian, I have always believed that the Burning Empire is the country that has inherited the spiritual heritage of the Holy Fadran and can truly promote the glory of the sun."

"And you, can become a friend of the empire, you can become the sharp edge against Tiamat!"

The Red Dragon Emperor's tone was sonorous and powerful. The sun behind him released a golden glow, outlining his majestic outline and exuding an incomparable sacred aura.

That extraordinary charm even distorted reality. In Adrian's eyes, the figure of the Red Dragon Emperor became so majestic, like an angel in the kingdom of God.

Adrian was moved. He stood up and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, thank you for your consideration. What do you need me to do?"

Cassius turned his head and looked towards the south with a serious expression: "I only hope that you can stop the atrocities of the Church of the Dragon, save the Seleucid region, and prevent Feanso from falling into disaster."

"I will provide you with the most sophisticated weapons and equipment in the empire, so that those evil dragon beasts will fall from the sky and will no longer be able to harm mortals."

He snapped his fingers, and immediately ogre soldiers carrying rusty anti-aircraft guns appeared under the altar of Istalia. There were more than a hundred of them.

But if there were any knowledgeable Imperials here, they would find that this was the "Thunderous Fury", an equipment that had been gathering dust in the arsenal, and only the ragtag army would occasionally use these antiques.

However, looking at those weapons and equipment, Adrian half-knelt down excitedly: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely live up to your expectations and drive Tiamat out of Seleucia."

"I will send the most loyal and brave imperial warriors. They have the power of immortality and can help you fight against the Dragon Queen."

"An immortal warrior?"

After hearing this, Adrian and Rolf were both shocked. Although they were in the south, they had also heard rumors about the Undead Legion of the Burning Empire.

It is said that these immortal warriors were created by extremely evil necromancy and deals with evil gods. Each of them consumes the lives of hundreds of mortals, and each undead warrior is extremely brutal.

Cassius noticed their hesitant expressions, guessed their thoughts, and said with a smile: "They are warriors from another world, who came to the earth with the falling stars. Those rumors are nothing but nonsense.

Moreover, there are millions of Starfallers in the empire now, and traces of Starfallers have also appeared in other regions. Could it be that I have sacrificed the entire empire?"

Adrian quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it seems that we are too prejudiced against you."

Cassius nodded nonchalantly, stretched out his claws, flames surged, and the power of laws flashing with tiny spiritual lights condensed and gradually formed a small stone tablet.

"This is the empire's token, and it's also a special teleportation array. Just place it on the ground and infuse it with magical energy, and the empire's warriors will appear before you one after another."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Adrian was extremely grateful. He really didn't expect to receive such help.

"Constant teleportation array? This, this is too expensive!" Rolf looked surprised.

As a mage, he was well aware of the value of this large-scale constant teleportation array. Even a legendary mage would find it difficult to create such a thing.

And the emperor gave it to them so easily and generously.

Is this still the most greedy and stingy red dragon in his memory? The emperor in front of him doesn't even look like a real dragon.

"Go, Adrian, stop the atrocities of the Church of the Dragon, and stop the coming of Tiamat. The Burning Empire will always stand behind you."

In the eyes of Adrian and Rolf, the Burning Emperor in front of them became more and more unfathomable, and his figure became more and more majestic.

"His Majesty."

Adrian and Rolf were both moved and bowed respectfully, impressed by this generous, tolerant and fair emperor.

Looking at the two people's departing backs, Cassius's mouth curled up and a smile appeared on the dragon's face.

Under Trump's arrangement, the Burning Empire has begun a full military mobilization. Part of the conversation between Cassius and Adrian will be published in the Imperial Daily and spread to all parts of the empire.

Under official guidance, the people of the empire will learn about the abominable face of Tiamat and actively participate in the war against the five-colored dragon queen.

After Adrian and his men engage in a long war of attrition with the Church of the Dragon, the Burning Empire will attack southwards with unstoppable force, cross the Kalmar Mountains, swallow up the entire Seleucid region, and take over most of the territory of the old Fadlan Empire.

"Soon, I will get the second Tower of the Eternal Sun God, and the road to becoming a god will be just around the corner." Cassius looked to the south and muttered to himself.

After bidding farewell to the Burning Emperor, Adrian and Rolf, with the help of a team of tiefling guards, passed through a portal released by the Imperial Court Mage, crossing a distance of tens of thousands of miles and returned to the Seleucid Kingdom with a large amount of arms and equipment.

In the underground mine, the Dragonfang dwarves and humans were bandaging their wounds and discussing how to shake off the pursuit of the Dragon Worship Church.

At this moment, dense and heavy footsteps were heard from the tunnel in the distance, as well as the pungent smell of sulfur and gunpowder, which made their nerves tense again.

Could it be a cultist from the Dragon Worship Church?
Suddenly, the dwarves picked up their battle axes and the humans clenched their swords, bows and arrows, and staffs. The air in the mine became extremely tense, almost stagnant.

Arrows were placed on the bowstrings and aimed at the exit of the tunnel, and their palms were sweating.

The female dwarf gritted her teeth and said, "These damn lackeys, they can be found even if they hide here! Let's fight them!"

The human warrior raised one hand and signaled to everyone, "Those are the demons from Hell! Are they also the lackeys of Tiamat?"

"Who are you? Put down your weapons immediately!"

"I think they are just the running dogs of the Dragon Worship Church! Don't forget that the evil god is also sealed in hell!" the dwarves roared menacingly.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the tiefling team. "Don't be nervous, it's me. We are back with the help of the Burning Empire."

Everyone immediately looked happy, as if relieved.

Adrian and Rolf walked out of the team, and behind them were boxes of weapons and equipment.

The adjutant came forward, hugged Adrian, and said excitedly: "Great! You came back so soon! And brought back so much equipment!"

The dwarf opened the box, looked at the guns, and asked curiously, "Can these fire sticks help us kill the dragon?"

However, a knowledgeable human stepped forward, picked up a rifle, examined it carefully, and stared at the seal on it, saying excitedly: "It is indeed a good product from the Kraubau Military Industry Group, not one of those crude imitations!"

"These guns and artillery are enough to arm a legion of thousands of people, allowing us to gain a foothold in the northwest of Seleucia!"

Rolf said in a deep voice: "The most important question now is - where should we go? Communications in all places have been cut off by the Dragon Worship Church. There are dragon beasts and cultists everywhere. We have no idea about the situation nearby."

The female dwarf, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "Green Valley Town has not fallen yet. Duke Franz is stationed there with his Royal Guards."

Adrian frowned. "Isn't Duke Franz leading the Second Fadlan Coalition to fight against the main army of the Church of the Dragon in the east? Why is he here?"

The female dwarf sighed and said, "'Crimson Embers' suddenly appeared and killed tens of thousands of allied soldiers with dragon flames. Duke Franz was seriously injured and fled all the way here with his remaining troops."

"only."

"Just what?"

The female dwarf raised her head and said in a heavy tone, "The minions of Tiamat from the Dragon Worship Church are gathering towards Green Valley Town. It is said that the Dragon Queen herself has issued an oracle to kill Duke Franz."

"By then, there will be at least ten five-colored dragons, hundreds of dragon beasts, and thousands of cultists."

Suddenly, the mine fell into silence, and everyone knew what that meant.

The human adjutant stepped forward and said, "Sir, that is not a battle we can participate in. We are just a group of displaced remnants. How can we fight against those terrifying dragons?"

"I've had enough."

Adrian's tone was firm: "I've had enough of the life of exile and escaping from pursuit. Can we save Seleucia and drive out those cultists if we keep running like this?"

"We lose a city today, a town tomorrow. As long as we don't resist, one day, the evil dragon's greed will devour us all!"

"Since they want to start a war and kill us all."

Adrian gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and a determined light flashed in his eyes: "Then let's go to Green Valley Town, meet up with Duke Franz, and defeat those damned dragons and cultists!"

He drew out his sword with a clang: "Seleucia belongs only to the brave and fearless people of Fadran, and will never become the territory of those evil dragons!"

He looked around, scanning everyone's face, his eyes filled with uncontrollable anger: "Can you still tolerate those beasts wantonly killing our people and looting our wealth?
Adrian raised his arms and shouted, his tone was passionate: "We need to fight, we need to pursue freedom, we will never become slaves of the evil dragon! Even if it costs our lives!"

"Go to Green Valley Town and fight them to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

First, the Dragonfang dwarves stood up, raised their hammers and axes, and shouted together with Adrian.

Immediately afterwards, those humans who were suffering also growled, releasing their long-suppressed anger.

They have been on the run for too long.

Now, a chance to fight is before them, they want to make those evil dragons and cultists pay with blood!
Augustus, Greater Thrace, Empire of Ashes.

In the Thracian Arena, Mantou descended from the sky on a wyvern and stabbed the chest of the paladin in animal skin armor with a gun, but there was no cheering from the audience, only boos.

"Alas--"

"Mantou, old thief, go and update! Stop pretending to be so cool here!"

"How shameless! How old are you? You're already at that level, and you're still participating in a novice competition?"

Mantou grinned, made a "hush" gesture to the audience, and said proudly: "There is no level limit for this competition. Who says that players of the maximum level can't participate?"

"Shouldn't you guys cheer for my wonderful performance? I killed him instantly with one move, what a cool pose!"

"Resign! Resign! Resign!"

"Shameless old thief!"

The boos from the audience became louder, one wave after another, and some people even threw rotten eggs at him, but unfortunately they were blocked by the protective shield of the arena and did not hit Mantou's cheeky face.

Looking at the angry audience, the host twitched slightly and said awkwardly: "Well, let us congratulate [I Don't Eat Buns] for winning the Rising Star Cup and receiving a set of defense team armor and a novice steel sword."

"thanks, thanks."

Mantou took the green-quality equipment and waved towards the audience with a smile on his face, which attracted waves of curses.

When he returned to the players' rest area, Mantou found a special task appeared on his panel, and his face immediately showed joy.

"Is this... a new main mission?"

【Dragon Tyranny】

[Mission Description: After a thousand years, followers of Tiamat appear on earth again, and the shadow of the dragon once again covers the earth, making people terrified and suffocated.

The Dragon Cult united with the five-colored dragons, dragon-like creatures, and human traitors, burning, killing, looting, and holding rituals in an attempt to break Tiamat's seal in the Nine Hells and return her to the material plane.

Warriors, please unite with a resistance organization called "Second Fadlan" and thwart the conspiracy of the Dragon Worship Church through a series of means such as investigation and combat.

——As the bards sang: "When the dragon's wings cover the sun, the hero walks on fire; but although tyranny is gone, greed will live forever."] (End of this chapter)