"Carry it to the top of the altar!"

"Hey! Hey!"

Accompanied by heavy breathing, eight strong ogres appeared at the end of the road, carrying huge and heavy metal boxes with difficulty.

They climbed up the stairs step by step, reached the top floor of the altar, opened the box together, and then knelt down.

Suddenly, a golden light burst out from the box, causing the crowd to exclaim in surprise - they saw a crown made entirely of pure gold lying there quietly, inlaid with various precious gems, sparkling in the sunlight.

That is the Crown of the Supreme True Dragon.

Suddenly, a question suddenly arose in the minds of the onlookers: According to tradition, the emperor needs to be crowned by others. Even Aragon I, the "Sun King" of the Holy Fadlan Empire, was crowned by the archbishop of the Amaunator Church at that time.

And who among those present is qualified to crown the "Burning Emperor" Cassius?
When people think of the ruler's nickname, "Dragon Prince", they immediately think of a familiar name, but they dare not say it out loud easily.

At this time, a huge shadow appeared above Istalia, and an unimaginable pressure filled everyone's heart, making them feel instinctive fear.

"Gods"

"That is."

People looked up into the deep sky, only to find that a nightmarish aggregate had enveloped the earth.

It was a monstrous dragon body, with dragon wings like dark clouds. Five necks and five heads were twisting and tumbling on the dragon body, and those terrifying vertical pupils were focusing their gaze on Cassius.

This was merely His projection on the main material plane, but it made everyone present tremble with fear.

"It's Him!"

"Tiamat."

Someone shouted out the name in panic.

The crowd was in an uproar again. They had not expected that Tiamat would favor the red dragon to such an extent that she would send down the projection herself.

"Your Majesty the Dragon Queen! She actually came in person!"

Christina looked up at the sky with an extremely excited expression.

"Is he really here?"

Cassius raised his head without hesitation, met that gaze directly, and thought so in his heart.

He had expected this situation to happen.

Given Tiamat's character, once she is crowned, she will definitely appear at the first opportunity. It seems that she is bestowing "divine grace" on Cassius, but in fact, she wants to completely bind the empire to the chariot of the five-colored dragon.

If he really allowed Tiamat to crown him, he would have taken sides and declared war on the forces of good, such as the metallic dragons.

Thinking of this, Cassius bowed slightly and folded his wings to show his respect to the gods.

"Good day, Your Majesty the Dragon Queen."

"Casius, you did a great job."

The five heads of the Dragon Queen all opened their mouths, revealing a chilling and hideous smile.

"Good enough to deserve my personal congratulations."

"If there are more outstanding children like you, why should we worry about the revival of the Five-Colored Dragon and the restoration of the rule of the dragon on earth?"

"You're overly flattering."

Cassius replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

He sighed inwardly. In just a few words, Tiamat described the Burning Kingdom, or the Empire, as the common property of the five-colored dragons.

So he politely responded: "My country is not yet comparable to your great achievements."

During the speech, Cassius once again distinguished the two concepts.

The shadow of Tiamat in the sky showed no emotion, but narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Cassius, you need a formal and grand coronation ceremony."

"Like being crowned by a god himself."

Cassius did not respond to this seemingly tempting proposal immediately, but just nodded slightly and lowered his head to think. In fact, he was waiting for a special guest to arrive.

The cold north wind suddenly howled.

Tiamat's expression suddenly changed.

When everyone looked up again, they saw a pale blue light like the midsummer sky flickering in the sky, and the shadow of a slender and winding platinum dragon also appeared in the sky.

"This is."

"Is it His Majesty Bahamut?"

The silver dragons Olivia and Cruzerai in the venue exclaimed in unison, their moods cheered up.

Olivia was particularly excited. She had even imagined what Cassius would look like after he turned over a new leaf and believed in Bahamut.

The expressions of the blue dragons became particularly wonderful.

The crowd watching was stunned and even numb. They had never imagined that the legendary "Five-Colored Dragon Queen" and "Platinum Dragon King" would appear at the ceremony at the same time.

But people from all over Fianso also deeply feel the importance of this dragon.

"Good day, Your Majesty Bahamut."

Evil dragons often show respect for Bahamut's wisdom and strength, and Cassius is no exception.

Tiamat roared and cursed:
"Bahamut! Your Chosen One has been defeated by my offspring. How dare you show up here!"

Bahamut said calmly, "I will be happy for any dragon with potential, as long as they are willing to turn back from their mistakes."

"You are talking nonsense!"

The two mighty divine powers confronted each other in the air, causing violent fluctuations and making the sky full of wind and clouds for a while.

Cassius stared at the chaos in the sky, but he did not look panicked.

A few months ago, when he cleared the aura of Bahamut from the gem, he also sent a message to the other party - it was an invitation.

The other party also understood and arrived as promised. Maybe the Platinum Dragon King didn't really want to recruit Cassius, but just wanted to take the opportunity to disgust Tiamat - but this was enough.

The older and more powerful the dragon is, the more it can sense the true face of these dragon gods, and the oldest dragons rarely obey them.

Cassius did not want to become a pawn of Tiamat, nor did he want to be completely controlled by the Dragon Queen. He wanted to swing back and forth between the various camps and gain the greatest benefits for his empire.

But due to Cassius' past experience of defeating the silver dragon and Tiamat's deliberate guidance, more and more people on the continent regard him as Tiamat's chosen one, or even her biological son.

He didn't want to see this happen.

In the past, when he was not strong enough, Cassius might have used Tiamat's tiger skin to intimidate his enemies.

But now, when he is strong enough, this identity will only bring him more enemies and troubles.

Not to mention stingy gods like Tiamat, who rarely grant gifts and instead use their believers as much as possible to achieve their own goals.

Clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder and lightning exploded. The mere projections of the two gods brought unimaginable pressure.

The blue dragon and silver dragon in the venue were also on edge, with their muscles tensed, ready to start fighting at any time.

In this tense and chaotic atmosphere, Cassius spoke first and finally broke the deadlock.

"To be crowned in front of the two majesties—"

He paused.

Under the attention of hundreds of thousands of people, the red dragon quickly walked to the metal box, stretched out its claws without hesitation, and quickly placed the crown on its head.

“It’s a great honor for me.”

At this moment, Cassius' voice was particularly steady.

The momentum created by the two gods is enough to bring the reputation of the Burning Empire to its peak.

In fact, before this coronation ceremony, Cassius had already made up his mind: as the emperor of the new Burning Empire and the supreme ruler, he did not need anyone to crown him - not even a god. (End of this chapter)