Ember Dragon

"Damn humans! How dare you lie to me? Didn't you say they were our allies?!"

The ancient green dragon was extremely furious, with a hideous face, and a sour, bloody breath as it pounced towards Logan.

In the eyes of these proud five-colored dragons, these cultists were not allies at all, but lowly slaves - and there was no need to keep slaves who deceived their masters.

Logan's face turned pale, his legs trembled, his throat twitched up and down, and he swallowed his saliva: "They are traitors who betrayed Her Majesty the Dragon Queen! Anselm, don't worry, I will make them pay the price!"

He made full promises and raised the dragon head scepter. The pupils on the dragon head released a thrilling glow that instantly spread out and extended hundreds of meters away.

At this moment, all the humanoid creatures and dragon-blood monsters present suddenly stopped moving, as if the pause button was pressed.

They were breathing rapidly, their whole bodies were trembling, and their hairs were standing on end. Before their eyes, there seemed to be a figure blocking out the sky and the sun. Although the figure was blurry and shrouded in mist, one could still make out its ferocious and terrifying outline with five colors and five heads - it was Tiamat.

“That, that is.”

"It is the mighty and noble Majesty Tiamat!"

In an instant, all the cultists fell to their knees with fanatical expressions, while the soldiers under Duke Franz had splitting headaches and were either pressing their temples or rolling on the ground.

However, those beings from the space vortex looked at the scene in front of them with astonishment and were shocked by it. Even the pterosaur fell from mid-air.

Logan flew high into the sky on the thick black fog, overlooking the people below, and shouted with all his might: "Traitors! The noble blood of Her Majesty the Dragon Queen flows in your bodies, how could you be willing to associate with these lowly humans!"

"Betrayal! This is blatant betrayal! You have betrayed your own blood, body, and even your soul without knowing what is good for you!"

The cult leader opened his arms and roared heartbreakingly, causing waves of black ripples: "Submit to me and return to the Dragon Worship Church. The great and forgiving Dragon Queen will forgive your sins and save your souls!"

Suddenly, the eyes of those half-dragons and two-legged flying dragons from the space vortex flashed, their pupils alternating between gold and black, their bodies kept struggling and twisting, and the veins under their scales were knotted as if there were two different personalities fighting against each other.

"Fuck, what the hell! Is there such a group control?"

Mantou pulled the reins tight and tried his best to maintain his balance, but he still staggered and fell from mid-air. A warning message appeared in front of him.

[Due to the characteristics of [Dragon Vein Creature], you are affected by [Shadow of Tiamat] and will undergo a Willpower test.]
[If the Willpower check fails, you will fall into the [Dragon Servant] state and be controlled by the Dragon Worship Church for a certain period of time.]
Mantou's eyes suddenly went dark: "I don't want to be hypnotized and brainwashed into evil!"

Looking at the players falling and losing control, Logan had a grim smile on his face: "This is the might of Her Majesty the Dragon Queen! You, a bunch of descendants of the Red Dragon, are still trying to disobey Her. What wishful thinking!"

But at this moment, a strong red light burst out from the stone tablet in the distance, carrying with it a terrifying pressure, which spread to thousands of meters away with the stone tablet as the center. A powerful roar was heard in the sky.

"Roar--"

Logan's expression suddenly changed. He could not stand steadily under the impact of the pressure. His legs trembled and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"This is."

He slowly raised his head, his throat twitched, his face turned pale, and his lizard-like narrow pupils suddenly shrank into needles.

He saw a shadow covering the sky above Green Valley Town. It was a huge dragon covered with red scales. It was looking down at him condescendingly, with deep contempt and disdain in its light golden eyes.

"How could that be a dragon, Dragon Prince."

After that roar, all the humans in the Green Valley Town camp suddenly woke up, and the players also woke up from their trance.

"Praise Cassius!"

Mantou shook his head and patted the neck of the flying dragon. Noodles immediately understood what he meant and flapped its wings, climbing almost vertically above the ground to a height of 100 meters.

He looked down at the ground and happened to see Logan kneeling on the ground in the distance with a panicked look on his face. He licked his lips excitedly: "That group control just now must have been sent out by him. This is a big monster!"

"Noodles, let's go and take this head!"

Mantou drew out his spear, tucked it under his armpit, then swooped down from the sky on his flying dragon, heading straight for the cult leader with the whistling sound of the wind.

At the same time, the Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon also set his sights on the cult leader. He stomped the ground hard, causing it to crack and dust to fly, and the eight-armed monk soared into the air.

And further away, Singo had already drawn his longbow and put on a glittering arrow. The sharp arrowhead was flashing with cold light, revealing an extremely terrifying aura.

"Roar--"

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and Mantou came riding a two-legged flying dragon, with his spear tearing through the air and piercing Logan's head.

"You dragon demon, come and die!"

With a loud shout, the mighty heavenly dragon turned into a huge afterimage and flashed in front of Logan. Its fist wrapped in fierce gust of wind went straight to his chest, like a meteor falling from the sky.

The sound of explosion and whistling in the air came from the sky, and another arrow wrapped in lightning came from a distance, drawing a graceful arc and shooting towards Logan's head.

"what?"

Logan finally woke up from his trance. With a look of fear on his face, he tried his best to raise the dragon-headed scepter, and a dark shield of light appeared in front of him.

But the next moment, three attacks came from different directions one after another, hitting the cult leader almost at the same time, catching him off guard.

With a sound like breaking glass, Mantou's spear dived with terrifying force, instantly piercing through the black shield in front of him and stabbing towards his masked face.

With a click, the dragon beast's mask suddenly broke, revealing an ugly face covered with scales, but the scales on his face were also pierced by the spear.

Mantou's hand shook, and the straight tip of the gun pierced directly into the flesh and blood, and pierced into the cultist's head.

"what--"

A shrill, hoarse wail resounded through the sky, and the blood-stained gun tip pierced through the back of his head.

For a moment, broken scales flew everywhere, brain matter splattered, blood spurted everywhere, and all kinds of white, red, wet things splashed all over Mantou's face.

"Take your life!"

At the same time, the Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon also came in front of him. Its fist, which was bigger than a casserole, was wrapped in strong wind and smashed forward, instantly piercing through Logan's chest, smashing his chest and the heart inside into pieces, and countless bloody pieces of flesh splashed backwards.

But the next moment, a thrilling light surged out from the vertical pupils of the dragon's head scepter, and countless black mists spewed out from the dragon's mouth, condensing on Logan's broken body. The flesh and blood kept wriggling, repairing the body at an extremely fast speed.

Logan's hideous soul floated in the air, emitting a resentful scream: "Lowly mortal! I am a person valued by His Majesty Tiamat, you will never be able to kill me!"

However, the arrow came whizzing, brushed past Mantou's shoulder, and shot straight into Logan's forehead.

In an instant, the arrow suddenly exploded, lightning burst out, electric arcs crackled, and the dazzling lightning almost swallowed everything around it.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled, as if some terrifying power was brewing. Logan, who was in the form of a soul in the air, also showed despair and fear on his face, and fled madly, shouting: "No, no——"

"boom!"

A roar resounded through the sky, and lightning as thick as a bowl fell from the sky, instantly destroying Logan's body and soul.

Mantou's face was burnt black, his hair had turned into explosive curls, and he turned his head fiercely to look into the distance: "Xin Gou, are you a human being? You are stealing the head of such a conscienceless person?"

Dawei Tianlong touched his bald head with lingering fear, thinking that it was a good thing that he had no hair, so he would not be as embarrassed as Mantou.

"Lord Logan is dead!"

"By Tiamat, Lord Logan was killed by those traitors!"

The acolytes of the Dragon Cult were in a panic. They were already overwhelmed and unable to resist the joint attack of the players and the soldiers of Green Valley Town. After learning that Logan was killed, they began to flee.

In the crowd, Iron Frenzy was chasing the cultists like a tiger hunting a lamb. His body was soaked in scarlet blood, and there were even pieces of flesh with white tendons stuck to it in the gaps of his armor.

"You, don't come over!"

The black-robed acolyte fled with all his might, looking behind him in horror and shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Hahahaha! So happy!"

The steel frenzy leaped up and instantly reached the top of the acolyte's head. The chainsaw sword in its hand slashed down from the sky, and the sharp teeth on it rotated at high speed.

"Shh-"

In an instant, the chainsaw sword flew with sparks and lightning, splitting the black-robed monk in half, even cutting open his hard skull.

Even the battle-hardened soldiers of Green Valley Town were horrified and incredulous after seeing such a cruel scene.

Iron Frenzy threw off the broken body of the acolyte and smiled grimly: "It's still a bit unsatisfying to always play mowing down these miscellaneous soldiers."

He raised his head and looked at the green dragon flapping its wings messily in the sky, his eyes full of excitement.

"What a bunch of trash!"

The Ancient Green Dragon looked at the chaotic land, looked down at the cultists who were in collapse, and cursed viciously: "Destroy them at all costs! Don't leave a single person alive!"

"The Lord of the Swamp said that Franz and his remaining men must not be allowed to leave here alive! We must destroy their last hope!"

"Ow—"

The green dragons gathered in groups, swooping down again and again, spewing highly corrosive acid, and this time it was an indiscriminate attack.

Whether it was the soldiers from Green Valley Town, the players from the Empire, or the monks from the Dragon Worship Church, they all dissolved in the acid and turned into thick water and bones amid wailing.

But soon, the players began to counterattack with ease. They picked up rocket launchers and fired when the green dragon dived to its lowest point.

"Whoosh-"

Rockets trailing thick smoke shot up into the sky and hit the green dragon.

In the distance, someone set up a crossbow cart, loaded it with dragon-killing arrows that were hard to buy in the empire, and shot at the green dragon.

What's more, some people even pulled out an anti-aircraft rapid-fire cannon and madly fired at the green dragon in the sky. They had a lot of fun and said it was exciting.

"Ow—"

Accompanied by miserable wails, several green dragons were shot down from mid-air and fell to the ground screaming.

Once they fell to the ground, the surrounding players gathered around like hungry wolves seeing their prey, and besieged the poor green dragon to death.

In order to "grab the dragon head", this group of players tried every possible means and almost madly output damage. The green dragons that died at the hands of the players often died in a very miserable way, with bullet holes, scars, and traces of various spell bombardments all over their bodies.

"Come on, let's dig up the materials!"

"Don't grab it, this scale is mine!"

After its death, the green dragon's body was swept away by fanatical material merchants. Whether it was flesh, scales, bones or those dirty internal organs, almost all of them were put into the players' space pockets, like a group of greedy vultures.

In the blink of an eye, four adult green dragons died under the siege of the players. Not even their corpses were left, only pools of still warm dragon blood.

Seeing his own people - the green dragons with the same noble blood as him being treated as prey by this group of "lower creatures" and even being dismembered, the ancient green dragon's face was hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily.

"You arrogant low-level creatures! How dare you treat a noble dragon like this! I will make you pay the price!"

Accompanied by strong gale, the Ancient Green Dragon flapped its broad wings and swept across the earth. The shells, rockets, and arrows attacking it were torn into pieces by the blade-like storm.

The ancient green dragon roared, and a dark light burst out from its vertical pupils. Its dragon wings stirred up a hurricane carrying acid mist, dyeing the air dark green.

The players who approached him instantly became festering all over, and fell to the ground in just a few breaths, becoming a rotten and twisted corpse.

"Be careful! The Boss is coming!"

"Mage, please use a counter attack! Or even a whole wind wall will do!"

"This green dragon boss is really awesome, worthy of being an ancient dragon, it can attack the entire screen with just one raise of its hand! There's nowhere to hide!"

Faced with this powerful and terrifying ancient green dragon, the players were caught off guard and had not yet found a way to counter it. Hundreds of players were killed on the spot in an instant.

"Tremble and howl in the shadow of the dragon!"

The ancient green dragon hovered over the battlefield, creating an overwhelming green storm, like a messenger bringing plague, disaster and death, and emitting wild and wanton roars.

In the hurricane, the figure of the ancient green dragon was looming, and almost all long-range attacks had no effect on him.

"That ancient green dragon must be killed."

Adrian and Franz, who were fighting with the dragon-blood monster and were covered in blood, looked at each other and resolutely rushed towards the ancient green dragon, breaking into the poisonous fog that was enough to cause festering all over the body.

However, at this moment, on the huge magic ship in the distance, a thick gun barrel with a diameter of half a meter extended from the bottom of the ship.

Charlotte, wearing a robe, stood on the top of the deck, stretched out her staff, pointed at the ancient green dragon raging in the acid storm, and shouted with high spirits:
"Give it to me - knock it down!" (End of this chapter)