Abomination and the Legendary Dragon King

Chapter 415 Making History

The gigantic red dragon stood on top of the collapsed Fortress of Manurban. When its wide wings vibrated, fluorescent dust flew up into the sky noisily, forming a huge and spectacular mushroom cloud.

The light on Alex's body pierced through the clouds, and his roar echoed in the vast plains behind the Fortress of Monurban, echoing in the hearts of every First Empire citizen.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, because since the dark ages, the First Empire has never suffered a formal declaration of war like this.

When some people reacted from this state, a huge beam of light rose from the ruined Fortress of Monurban, and the power of the elements was roaring, turning into a deadly weapon.

"You, how dare you!?"

Alik Hall, the demigod mage hidden in the Fortress of Monurban, he looks old, but his back is straight and his shoulders are broad, as if he can give people infinite strength.

This not-so-famous mage in the First Empire didn't wear the usual mage robes, but an ordinary dark green military uniform, just like the soldiers who had just died under Alex's breath.

Seeing the fortress that he had guarded for half his life turned into ashes, and seeing the soldiers whom he regarded as his children struggling desperately under Alex's dragon flames, they could only turn into a burning torch in the end!

Alec Hall felt endless anger rising in his heart
"eye for eye!"

The demigod mage said so, but at the next moment, Alex raised his hand, and a ray of light bloomed from the fingertips of the dragon claw.

The extremely gorgeous ray was faster than the streamer, and faster than Alik Hall's reaction speed. When he was still immersed in anger, it pierced through the beating heart of the demigod mage.

One hit kill!

In the eyes of ordinary people, demigod mages are already terrifying and unimaginably strong, but ordinary demigods are no longer a threat to Alex, a monster like a natural disaster.

Seeing the death of their beloved general, the remaining soldiers in the Monurban Fortress were inexplicably sad and angry. The pain made them lose their minds. These soldiers desperately took up the weapons in their hands, trying to destroy the place All crystal dragons deal damage.

However, they are not worthy of being an enemy of Alex.

Before these soldiers stood up from the ground and picked up their weapons, the centaur cavalry swept past with the vigor of a mad dragon.

The camp was in a mess, and those soldiers who still wanted to resist were trampled into a pool of blood and mud, and they couldn't even utter a pitiful scream before they lost their souls.

Looking at the camp in chaos, Alex's huge body slowly disappeared above the Fortress of Manurban.

His figure appeared above the floating city behind the army, and appeared in the hall at the top of the central world tree.

Alex, who turned into a dragon girl, shivered, breathed a sigh of relief at Bai Nen's palm, and said to Messiah beside him while rubbing his hands;

She was wearing a cool light blue dress, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her shoulders, which was incompatible with the cold climate around her.

"The climate in the other world is really incomprehensible. There is a desert and a Gobi in the back, and a mountain range in front can be so cold."

Although Alex has surpassed the boundaries of the red dragon, this little guy still has some inner fear of the cold.

The cold will no longer cause extra damage to Alex, but Alex doesn't want to stay in the cold climate for too long.

After Xiaolongniang finished speaking, she felt that her body became warmer again, only to find that Messiah beside her did not reply.

She turned her head and saw Messiah's beautiful face mixed with shock, stupefaction, disbelief and other complex expressions.

"Kanaz...we are going to create a new history." After a long while, Messiah said this.

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Behind the fortress of Monurban lies a vast land of plains.

This land is named after the provinces divided by the First Empire. This is the area under the jurisdiction of the Cohor Province, so this plain is also called the Cohor Plain.

The Kehor Plain is mainly composed of barren grasslands and deserts. A long time ago, it was densely covered with various mineral veins and magic crystals.

However, during the more than 1 years that the First Empire ruled here, the mineral deposits located on this land have been mined completely.

It was a time of absolute darkness, the land was never fertile, and it was originally lived here by evil races such as kobolds, orcs, and goblins.

During the heyday of the development of the First Empire, the great nobles and merchants in the empire set their sights on the minerals here, and they enslaved the evil clans that originally lived here.

Let them mate with each other, hoping to cultivate the most suitable race for mining through crossbreeding between different races.

Merchants and nobles enslaved and dominated these poor guys. These natives who originally lived here not only needed to complete heavy labor every day, but also needed to be used for the blatant body transformation magic experiments of those imperial mages and scholars.

Even in the eyes of some deranged nobles, even those slaves who died of exhaustion could not be freed. In order to pay less food expenses, their corpses would become food in the mouths of the remaining slaves.

Such cruel treatment is absolutely unbearable pain even for those creatures called chaotic evil.

In Alex's view, the so-called chaotic and evil camps are nothing more than a trick that humans use to deceive themselves.

They divide the races that are hostile to them into the evil camp, and then they can slaughter them with peace of mind, dominate them, use their flesh and blood bodies for experiments, and watch them die after being tortured with painful wailing.

Just like the kobolds and other evil clans who lived here thousands of years ago, when the mineral veins here are exhausted, even if ten or a hundred kobolds can't dig out any minerals, these kobolds will not get what they once dreamed of. Instead, it was a massacre on a horrific scale!

During that massacre, the evil clans living here were almost completely wiped out, and the fish that escaped the massacre escaped to the more dangerous and chaotic land in the north, and then gradually developed and lingered to the scale of the future.

Naturally, it is not the victims who record these histories, but the research materials of some mages of the First Empire at that time.

Even when these kobolds were being massacred, these high-ranking archmages never regarded these ugly guys as real life, but just a piece of fresh research material.

(End of this chapter)