Istalia's demon attack caused quite a stir, but fortunately the demon was dealt with in a very short time and did not cause much damage to the square.

The Coronation Day celebrations are still going on, with people celebrating in the streets and enjoying this rare day of carnival.

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

"Long live the great red dragon!"

"Go south to Thrace and occupy Fadran!"

"Southerners are cowards! They don't deserve such a good land!"

Drunkards waved the imperial flag in the streets, walked arm in arm, staggered, and cheered loudly.

They even made the slogan of "Conquer the South" into a catchy little song, singing it in uneven layers.

These people were called "Conqueror Party" by domestic scholars. They were the vested interests in the expansion of the empire. Most of them held high status in the country, and many of them came from the military.

The Conquest Party's proposition is to conquer the South, plunder resources, dump goods, and complete the Red Dragon Emperor's grand blueprint of ruling the world, which is also the mainstream thought in the empire.

Confidence, martial spirit and arrogance are their style of doing things.

However, compared to ordinary people, these guys are more extreme. Some people proposed turning all southerners into slaves of the empire and making them serve the noble imperial citizens.

Some even suggested that all those southerners should be slaughtered, and only the citizens of the empire would be qualified to enjoy this sacred and fertile land.

However, because of this, they were criticized by domestic scholars and publicly criticized by Lady Olivia of the House of Commons at the Imperial Conference in quite harsh words.

Ms. Olivia publicly pointed out that these Conquerors are "the remnants of the northern nobility" and "the cancer of the empire."

There were even extremists who launched an organized attack on Congresswoman Olivia.

But for some reason, even though the other party looked like a weak woman, their attacks always ended in failure.

On the streets, the Conquest Party members were still singing loudly, and even the roar of the steam locomotives could not cover up their loud singing.

"We have to give that dirty Southerner a good smack down on his back."

"We will peel the dirty skin off that cunning little fellow and present it to your majesty."

"We will burn their houses, seize their lands, and raise the flag of the Empire over their ruins."

In the fanatical team, a hobgoblin baron seemed to remember something. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he started cursing, with saliva mixed with wine sprayed into the air.

"And those bug-like demons actually dared to attack the imperial capital! Who gave them the courage?!"

"That's right, that tavern was destroyed by demons! I used to hang out there a lot."

"How dare they provoke the people of the great red dragon!"

The people around echoed the words, telling stories of the devil's deeds and angrily denouncing the "weakness" of the imperial officials.

Suddenly, a bugbear roared, "Prime Minister Trump has been infected with the weak habits of humans. Not only does he ignore the South, but he also tolerates this kind of thing. This is an insult to His Majesty Cassius!

Lord Dolo is the leader that everyone expects. He is extremely strong in external affairs and has repeatedly proposed to tear up the treaty and move troops south. He is a true follower of the great blueprint!
In my opinion, the Empire should lead its army into the abyss and completely destroy the demons!"

He climbed up the high platform next to the square, raised his arms and shouted, and the Conquest Party members around him echoed him one after another, setting off waves of fanatical cheers.

"Conquer the Abyss!"

"Damn those damn demons!"

"Destroy the demons, destroy the abyss! Blood sacrifice to His Majesty!"

Thousands of citizens of the empire raised their arms, roared, and vented their hatred towards the demons.

The scene looked quite lively and excited the onlookers, but for the city of Istalia, which has a population of 500,000 and covers an area of ​​hundreds of square kilometers, this was just a tiny part.

"when--"

As the noon bell rang, the passionate melody of the "Ode to Cassius" echoed.

Everyone in the city, be they humans, hobgoblins, tieflings, lizardmen or ogres, seemed to have made an appointment beforehand, and all looked up at the Great Altar of Istalia held high in the air.

These diverse citizens of the empire, some with their hands clasped together, some kneeling on the ground, and some holding gold coins in their hands, are all praying.

They may be praying for their husbands who were sent to the plane of fire to return safely, or praying for their factories to get more orders, or praying for the caravan to arrive safely.
Maybe some people are not so pious, but under the subtle propaganda in all aspects of the empire, this has become a habit.

"when--"

"when--"

When the third bell rang, the whole city and even the entire empire fell into jubilation.

Just a few years ago, at the same moment, His Majesty Cassius crowned himself and established this vast multi-ethnic empire.

On the outskirts of North Wind Castle, inside the Iron Dragon Wing Palace.

Outside the magnificent palace, the towering mountain has become strange, with large areas of black rock exposed and magma flowing slowly in the valley.

Now it looks more like a volcano.

The air on the mountain became extremely hot, with ashes and sparks appearing in the air. Gusts of north wind would occasionally form blazing fire storms.

All that was left of the once dense woodland was a thick layer of ash and carbon slag, with charred tree stumps sticking out, while the deer, birds, wild boars and other forest creatures had long since fled.

Instead, steam bats, fire birds, fire children, and lava monsters from the elemental plane of fire occasionally appear here.

A year ago, His Majesty Cassius fell into a deep sleep. No natural disaster occurred this time, but the environment on a larger scale was gradually changed.

At first, the guards at the door did not notice anything unusual, but soon they discovered that the environment was gradually changing!

Three months later, the temperature near the palace had reached a level that ordinary people could not bear, and the Tiefling Guards stationed at the palace gate were replaced by half-red dragons.

Until now, even those followers with high concentrations of dragon blood felt a little hot and uncomfortable.

But for the sake of their beliefs, they still perform their duties conscientiously and stand at their respective posts - such as Udo Deco.

He was once a slave of the Duchy of Swinoujscie and a gladiator used for the amusement of the nobles.

After being liberated by the Burning Kingdom, Udo Deco resolutely joined the army and swore his lifelong loyalty to His Majesty Cassius.

In the Northern War, he was like a raging beast, tearing a noble knight in half alone, and was rewarded by Doro for this.

He exchanged his war merits for dragon blood potion and drank it without hesitation, enduring the piercing pain and becoming a half-red dragon.

Until now, he finally got to the Iron Dragon Wing Palace and guarded around the red dragon. For him, this was really a great honor.

"Have you heard? This time a demon actually attacked the imperial capital! And it's on the coronation day!"

"Too crazy!"

"Hasn't the Cabinet made any statement?"

At the gate of the Iron Dragon Wing Palace, many half-red dragon guards were outraged.

But Udo still stood there with his gun, his expression stern and serious, guarding the door like a statue.

He said calmly: “Those demons are just flies from the abyss. When Your Majesty wakes up, they will be completely destroyed.

Those ridiculous behaviors are like moths to a flame and are not worth mentioning.”

Another half-red dragon guard sighed and said, “But His Majesty has been asleep for a year.

You also know that dragons have a long lifespan, let alone a being like Your Majesty, it is possible for him to sleep for hundreds of years, I am afraid."

Wu Duo snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "So what? As long as His Majesty doesn't wake up, I will always stand here, Sack, you are not good enough." "Boom!"

The earth trembled and the mountains shook.

Ashes and sparks danced in the air, forming billowing smoke. The ground suddenly cracked, and several huge, hideous cracks appeared, revealing flames.

The half-red dragon guards were unsteady on their feet and became somewhat panicked.

"what happens?"

"Come on!"

“A natural disaster! A natural disaster is about to happen! I heard from the former captain of the tiefling guard that it is the aftermath of the power of the great red dragon.

But for us mortals, it is a devastating disaster!"

The half-red dragon captain shouted in horror.

"It's your Majesty, your Majesty is about to wake up!"

Only Udo Deko looked towards the place where the red dragon was sleeping, his dragon-like face filled with surprise and enthusiasm.

In a blink of an eye, the thick smoke had swept across the earth, covered the sky, and filled the surroundings with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur.

Even Beifeng Fort, dozens of miles away, was affected, and the residents in the city looked towards the south in panic.

"Whoosh-"

Fire meteors, dragging brilliant flame tails, streaked across the sky, as if tearing cracks in the gray-black sky.

Thick smoke on the mountain was billowing, with sparks and flames dancing in it, and a hot hurricane was surging, eventually forming a tornado of fire and smoke connecting the sky and the earth.

Everything around, whether it was rubble, ashes or burnt trees, was sucked in and turned into fuel for the tornado.

"The Burning Dragon."

Udo raised his head, staring blankly at the magnificent scene that swept across the world, and with a trembling throat, he uttered the famous nickname.

This nickname given by the northern nobles in order to spread fear is really descriptive - a dragon that can burn even ashes.

"Udo, go!"

"Don't stand there, you'll die!"

Another guard urged anxiously, but Udo seemed not to hear and still looked up at the sky excitedly.

Really majestic.

This is the power of His Majesty, enough to destroy all mortal things and burn all enemies that stand before him.

Several years ago, he witnessed with his own eyes the red dragon destroying the seemingly invincible Northern coalition army, and his former nightmare - Earl Angus, who treated him like a beast and tied him up with chains, was reduced to ashes.

It was from that time on that the Red Dragon became his only belief.

"Roar--"

At this moment, a distant roar came from the mountain, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible force spread rapidly with the mountain as its center, filling an area of ​​hundreds of miles and raising a ring of dust.

"Your Majesty."

Suddenly, all the half-red dragons stopped, feeling the pressure coming from deep in their blood, and knelt down in that direction.

"boom!"

A huge black shadow violently smashed through the rock layers, flew out from the top of the mountain, and rushed into the tornado of fire and smoke.

At this moment, he seemed to be the center of the world.

Suddenly, thick smoke in the sky swept towards him, and the meteor that was about to fall to the ground turned into flowing flames, rushing towards the figure.

All the ashes, sparks, flames, and smoke were gathering towards him, forming a huge vortex.

Finally, the smoke dissipated and the sky became clear as before.

The earth is bare and full of holes.

But soon, the ground rumbled, the cracks where magma was flowing closed again, and the holes caused by the meteorite were filled up.

Under the power that controlled everything, the surrounding landscape gradually became intact, as if the disaster had never happened.

The huge red dragon flapped its wings in the sky, overlooking the creatures below with its golden vertical pupils, and its scales sparkled in the sunlight.

Wu Duo ignored the dust and put his forehead on the ground, then raised his head and looked up at the majestic figure of the red dragon with great piety.

"His Majesty."

Udo couldn't help but call out softly, his body trembling, and an irrepressible ecstasy welling up in his heart.

He knew what this meant. It meant that the invincible Majesty Cassius would lead them to victory again and burn all enemies that stood in the way of the empire.

at last
His Majesty Cassius has awakened.

The sole ruler of the Great Wasteland of Anzeta, the one who broke the silver wings, the destroyer of the frost giants.
The enemy of the abyss demons, the soul-devouring dragon, the master of guns and cannons, the supreme Burning Emperor - His Majesty Cassius, has awakened!

The top of Dragon Mountain.

"call--"

Cassius flapped his wings slowly and landed on the top of the mountain with a bang. He exhaled a puff of sulfur-smelling smoke and observed his current appearance.

"Finally woke up, a familiar feeling, dragons are really amazing creatures, every time I wake up I feel full of power."

"But I seem to feel a repulsive force."

Cassius tilted his head with a strange expression, snorted, and spewed out hot white steam.

——That is the repulsive force of the material plane.

For the world, such a monster that is too terrifying should appear outside the material plane: the astral plane, the etheric plane, the outer plane, the inner plane...

After a year of sleep, Cassius' body has grown several times larger, his muscles have become tighter, and he exudes an unparalleled sense of power. The current red dragon is about forty-five meters long from head to tail - this has completely surpassed the racial boundaries of ordinary red dragons.

Due to the gradual dilution of dragon blood and the limitations of the rules of the main material world, even those ancient red dragons that have gone through countless years and lived for more than 1,200 years can hardly have a body length of more than 40 meters, but Cassius has already exceeded that by a large margin.

Among the four spiral horns of the red dragon, two have become particularly thick and large, more like a majestic crown.

Cassius' chin also became thicker and more protruding. Although it was not as strong as the iron chin of "Deathwing" in his previous life, it also made his face look extremely hideous.

On the hill-like dragon body, behind the spine there were not only the usual red dragon spikes, but also sparkling molten crystals.

“This energy…”

While sleeping, Cassius was like a dragon-shaped black hole, greedily and even madly sucking in the surrounding energy, and then exhaling it - this could be seen from the changes in the surrounding environment.

In this exchange and transformation of energy, more and more pure fire elements were stored in Cassius' body.

And it wasn't just the natural energy in the environment, but also the elemental ores that Cassius obtained from the negotiation table of the Fire Giant Empire - enough energy to supply an entire kingdom - which was all digested by himself.

The dragon crystal on the chest was still leaping with flames, and flames would occasionally burst out from the gaps between the surrounding scales.

At this moment, there is a terrible energy hidden in Cassius' body, which is almost equivalent to a moving active volcano, or even more terrifying than this. (End of this chapter)