On the Great Altar of Istalia, hundreds of imperial court mages gathered together and raised their staffs.

Along with violent fluctuations, a huge space crack hundreds of meters long appeared on the top of the altar.

A huge and majestic red head protruded from it, followed by a thick neck, and then broad wings and powerful forelimbs.

The supreme emperor of the Burning Empire, the dragon that rules the Anzeta Wasteland, Cassius Klauber Norikius, arrived in his loyal Istalia today.

"Ow—"

Cassius slowly closed his eyes, feeling the long-lost feeling of being in control of everything in the empire, and let out a refreshing whistle.

"Master, welcome back."

Trump stood on the second highest level of the altar, respectfully welcoming the return of the red dragon.

As the Prime Minister of the Empire, he is the only one who can be in a unique position to be the first to welcome the Emperor of the Empire.

Behind him were the two Dukes of Medoraash and Doro, who led the Imperial Elite Army and the Tiefling Guards respectively.

"Your Majesty, please return—"

The hundreds of court mages behind him also spoke in unison.

The soldiers on the altar half-knelt down in an orderly manner, with the rifles in their hands resting on the ground, making crisp sounds.

"Owner--"

The white dragon rushed over from a distance, running and flying. This time she didn't dare to get close to it. She just lay on the ground excitedly, shaking her thick tail.

Just the movement of her nearly twenty-meter-long body caused the ground to tremble slightly.

Cassius looked around and finally fixed his eyes on the Imperial Prime Minister Trump.

"Rump, you should have received the news about the Empire's colony in the Elemental Plane of Fire."

"Yes, Master. Congratulations on another great victory. I have sent someone to record your deeds in the History of the Burning Empire."

The ogre knelt on the ground, his tone becoming more and more excited.

"You conquered the fire dwarves, defeated the Pasha of the Fire Giant Kingdom, and made the Sultan sign a contract with us, which brought huge benefits to the empire. All citizens should remember your achievements and remember your kindness! I will make a new monument immediately."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Cassius' mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but interrupt.

He just made a gesture, and Medorash whispered something to Doro.

Under their orders, the surrounding soldiers, guards, and court mages retreated in an orderly manner, leaving behind only a few important officials - and Tinia who understood nothing.

"Have you sent manpower and supplies to the colonies? The living conditions there are extremely harsh. Ordinary clothes and food will be burnt quickly."

"Of course, Master."

Trump replied quickly.

"We have sent a special envoy team composed of players of the Mechanicus to the Brass Fortress, and they have also brought a lot of supplies with high temperature resistance spells attached."

"In addition, the people in the Science and Technology Department are also working on researching weapons, clothing, and food for the special environment of the Fire Elemental Plane. It is expected that there will be preliminary results in about a month, which can greatly reduce the cost of spells. You don't have to worry at all."

"very good."

Cassius nodded slightly.

"The Burning War is also a rare opportunity. I have appointed Serkan as the governor of the Fire Elemental Plane Colony. You must make sure he stands firm and reaps benefits from the chaos."

"In addition, we need to put special weapons against elemental creatures on the agenda. This war will last for a long time."

Trump grinned, revealing an ugly smile. "You should be more assured, Your Majesty. The guys in the military-industrial complex are the most greedy. They have tasted the sweetness of selling arms, and many of them have made a lot of money. They have even formed an atmosphere of pursuing profits at all costs."

Trump chuckled.

"In this atmosphere, if there is any opportunity to make a profit, they will rush in like a pack of hungry wolves to divide up all the gold coins."

But he frowned again, as if remembering something, and said, "However, in order to reduce costs, some people began to conceal the number of workers, exploit loopholes in the law, and even did not pay taxes as required."

Cassius's expression suddenly became serious - this was the bloody monster he had personally cultivated.

Now it has begun to show its true colors and begin to show its hideous face to the entire continent of Feanso.

Although there are individual forces to support them, Cassius does not regard them as monsters, but rather as vicious dogs that help the empire expand outward. However, he also has to prevent these monsters from becoming termites that gnaw at the foundation of the empire.

Vicious dogs need to be disciplined.

Not only should they be fed with flesh and blood, but they should also feel the power of the stick, so that these greedy guys will not be able to tell who is their master.

“It seems like it’s more than just a bud.”

Cassius narrowed his eyes and thought so in his heart.

"Trump, let the Ministry of Justice work overtime to close the loopholes as soon as possible, increase the punishment, and bring a few typical cases to trial to serve as a warning to others. Don't give them any chance to exploit loopholes."

"Yes, Master."

Seeing that the emperor attached great importance to this matter, Trump quickly nodded his head in agreement.

Cassius continued, "Remember the story I told you?"

"Of course, Master, even a levee a thousand miles long can collapse because of a tiny ant hole."

Cassius nodded in satisfaction, and then turned to look at Medoraash: "It seems that things have been too peaceful in the country recently, so some people can't control their little thoughts."

"Let Nocturne see some blood. They haven't tasted fresh blood in many days."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

There was no change in Medrash's expression. He just half-knelt down and gave a brief and powerful response.

"Well, I just came back from the Elemental Plane of Fire. I need to go back to the palace and rest for a while."

"Remember, during this time, no one can disturb me."

Cassius yawned, and easily tore the space in front of him with his fore claws, creating a huge fire portal. He then went in and returned to the palace he had been away from for a long time.

After several battles, he really needed to rest for a while and digest his newfound strength.

And a huge uproar is about to break out within the empire.

A month later, the Imperial Companies Act was solemnly promulgated and retroactively applied, which immediately caused an uproar in the country.

But soon, several Dragon Blood nobles who took the lead in breaking the regulations were beheaded in public, and some companies that were walking on the edge of the law were also given a "cordial" greeting by Nocturne.

Even some "smart" players had all their assets confiscated and were locked up in cells for long-term labor reform.

For a time, the empire was in silence, and the trend of "breaking the imperial laws for gold coins" was curbed and restrained, turning into a wave of "abandoning humanity for gold coins".

In the eyes of the imperial officials, the second one is just normal, but the first one is unforgivable.

Soon, some people found that they had to be controlled by the law in Anzeta, and they could not own slaves, evade taxes, or squeeze people to death, but this was not necessarily the case in the South.
Although they still had to pay taxes to the empire, they were much freer in certain unspeakable ways.

So, they began to contact the priests of the Woking Church who "sold their souls for gold coins", and a vigorous expansion campaign targeting the outside world began. (End of this chapter)