"Dragons are indeed creatures that become stronger even when they sleep. After this deep sleep, their strength has increased a lot."

Cassius observed his stronger, more ferocious body.

However, compared to the last qualitative change caused by absorbing the blood of the ancestral dragon, which was like a new dragon, the change in appearance after sleeping this time was not so obvious.

And only the red dragon himself knew how powerful the strength he gained after continuing to digest the blood of his ancestors and growing naturally was - it was an all-round improvement.

When I opened my panel, I saw that there had indeed been significant changes.

[As a true dragon with ancestral blood, you grow in slumber, pursuing the mythical blood power of the wild times, and become more powerful.]
[Strength: 34 → 36]
[Constitution: 30→33]
[Intelligence: 17 → 18]
[Perception: 20 → 22]
[Charm: 35 → 36]
[All dragons develop inherent magical abilities as they mature, and the oldest dragons can trace their spells back to the creation of the Nine-Faced Dragon God.]
[You gain 3 additional levels of sorcerer spellcasting.]
[Your current spellcasting level is: 24]
You should know that even the ancient red dragon's innate spellcasting level is only level 19.

And with Cassius's current arcane abilities, perhaps only a "freak among dragons" like Osedro can match him.

"call"

The red dragon took a deep breath, feeling the surge of the magical current around him, controlling every tiny elemental particle.

Cassius had a feeling that he no longer needed to rely entirely on the magical inheritance in his blood, but could instead use his own arcane abilities to create spells.

Compared to the wizard who rigorously constructs spell models, the warlock creates spells like a skilled painter, using his innate talent to "paint" in the magic network to present what he wants.

At Cassius' current level, casting nine-ring spells has become a common occurrence, and if he obtains those forbidden spells, he can even control things beyond the nine-layer magic net.

After feeling the changes in his body, Cassius discovered that the system's assessment of his strength had also changed.

【Burning Emperor-Casius】

Challenge Rating: 28 (125000 XP)

Even the most powerful ancient golden dragons among common dragons only have a challenge level of 26. Now Cassius has the strength to defeat an ancient golden dragon relatively easily.

"With such strength, even if placed on the entire Feianso continent, it would be ranked among the best."

Cassius stretched his neck and used his extremely strong latissimus dorsi to pull the dragon wings backwards. He almost lay on the ground, stretching his body that was surging with vigorous vitality.

"Snort!"

The red dragon snorted, and hot white smoke came out of his nostrils. That was the waste heat expelled from his body.

He looked towards the hillside of Longshan Mountain. The formerly majestic palace had been turned into ruins by his "morning bad temper", with charred walls and broken buildings everywhere.

But this is not the first time, and Cassius already has experience in dealing with it.

"It just so happens that the original palace is a bit narrow, so we can take this opportunity to expand it."

"It's been a while since I used the power of the Empire Domain."

Cassius casually found an excuse for himself, then concentrated all his attention and exerted all his strength.

[Empire Realm: Changing Terrain]

"boom--"

The earth began to tremble again.

Dust filled the sky and debris was scattered everywhere.

But this time it was not a pure disaster. The ground gradually rose, and rock pillars slowly rose from the ground, gradually taking on the appearance of a palace.

Those rocks and steel seemed to be carved by invisible hands, gradually forming walls, columns, domes, and even exquisite murals.

This is an almost exact replica of the original royal palace, but the new palace is more spacious, larger in scale, and truly "integrated with the mountains."

"So, is that the palace?"

"Cassius above"

The soldiers guarding the door looked up at the rising palace and were stunned.

Although they had long heard of the red dragon shaping the mountains and bringing warmth to Anzeta, seeing the rocks rising and forming a palace with their own eyes was a bit beyond their imagination.

To them, this was no different from a miracle.

But Cassius didn't care about these, and he was happy to collect more faith, which was the capital for becoming a god.

Suddenly, a spell message came from the ruins, and Cassius lifted the ban without thinking too much.

With a "crash" sound, the broken mirror slowly rose up, falling into pieces.

A familiar voice came from the magic mirror, the voice trembling and revealing undisguised excitement.

"Owner."

"You, you're awake!"

The ogre's face appeared on the cracked mirror; even the broken surface could not conceal his ugliness.

Cassius nodded slightly and said calmly, "Come to the palace. I need to know what happened in the past year."

"Yes, Master."

Trump nodded repeatedly in agreement, then cut off the connection with the magic image.

But a few seconds later, the space in front of the red dragon fluctuated, and Trump hurried out of the portal and knelt at the feet of the red dragon.

"Owner."

For some reason, Cassius felt that this ogre was not as energetic as before.

There was an air of fatigue emanating from that stout body, which even the luxurious robes could not conceal. There were even dark circles under those cloudy little eyes.

If ogres had hair, this particular draconic ogre mage would have been bald.

Is he over-pressing?

But then again, this ogre that he personally trained is really a useful follower.

Rump smiled flatteringly and said, "Master, you have become stronger again."

The ogre raised his head cautiously and exclaimed enthusiastically, “There has never been a dragon like this in the world!
Your body is as majestic as the earth, your wings are as broad as the sky, and your tail is as winding as the mountains."

"Rump, you should know that I'm not here to listen to these bard platitudes."

Cassius interrupted.

"Of course, Master."

You are still so humble and dedicated to your country."

The ogre scratched his head and chuckled, then took out a magic stone from the dimensional pocket inside his robe.

"Shh-"

Suddenly, magical images appeared in the air, containing not only detailed text but also rich images and tables.

If this ogre were to apply for a job on Earth, he would most likely be evaluated as "proficient in using office software."

Trump put on gold-rimmed glasses, and the expression on his ugly face became serious.

"Master, after the Falling Stars left, the empire's economic development slowed down and technological development almost stagnated."

"I understand." Cassius nodded slightly. This was something he could have expected. After all, there were too few cheap and easy-to-use labor forces like players.

"But the scale of the war in the south continues to expand, and our military equipment orders are in short supply. As you expected, the military industry is still thriving, and the monthly net profit has reached one million kina."

"But the growth of the military-industrial complex has also given rise to a series of social problems, such as domestic violence, so subordinates took the initiative and introduced some special measures."

"In terms of agricultural and animal husbandry development, the construction of the Matla farm has been basically completed and can supply 70% of the country's food. The original cattle ranch and dragon beast ranch on Storm Hill are also cultivating excellent breeds according to your instructions."

"In terms of culture, the Imperial Propaganda Department has carried out further ideological education in accordance with your instructions, combining the manuscripts left by the Falling Stars."

"in addition."

"Page 36"

"On page 87, I have compiled the proportion of each industry and its growth trend."

"On page 121, I have compiled a list of incidents of conflict among various races."

Trump's report presentation is more than 200 pages long and covers all aspects of the empire's politics, economy, culture, and military in recent years.

After all, what he has to consider now is not the kingdom that only rules part of the north, nor the monster's lair that only controls Storm Peak.

The current Burning Empire is a huge, complex and diverse empire.

The country has a population of more than 8 million and a total area of ​​nearly 4 million square kilometers. Its territory spans the Anzeta Wasteland, the Katpa region, the Underdark, and the Elemental Plane of Fire.

Human, snake-man, tiefling, ogre, hobgoblin, orc, fire dwarf, gray dwarf, satyr, kobold, lizardman
According to official statistics, there are thirty-four races of intelligent creatures within the Burning Empire. If certain "non-citizens" are included, the number will be even higher.

This vast territory, diverse races, and the impact of new technologies have made the empire's social structure more complex and varied than any country that has ever existed in the world.

As the prime minister of the empire, it is no exaggeration to say that Trump is "busy with a lot of things to do every day."

But soon, Trump's boring report made Cassius, who had just woken up, yawn and feel a little sleepy.

Balls of blazing flames appeared in his mouth, and hot gray smoke overflowed from between his teeth.

It is better to be a hands-off boss, just throw out a general idea and leave the rest to your capable subordinates.

Cassius looked at Trump, who was talking fluently and nonstop, and suddenly asked curiously, "Trump, how do you do so many things at the same time?"

Trump suddenly froze in place, as if he was recalling some bad experience, and a forced smile appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty, I just did what I should do!"

"I bought a scroll of multiple simulation from Thrace, which allows me to create multiple copies of the illusion so that I can handle things at the same time."

"I see."

Cassius didn't care.

But Trump did not tell him that those beings had a direct spiritual connection with the original body, which meant that the ogre magician maintained multi-threaded operations all year round.

Moreover, half a year ago, under heavy work pressure, one of Trump's simulacra actually "woken up", tried to escape and planned to murder Trump, almost bringing disaster to the Imperial Council.

Cassius praised: "You have always done a good job in handling government affairs."

The red dragon slowly stood up, stared at Rumple with his golden pupils, and said in a deep voice:
"But...did the devil appear?

The predicted demon invasion is approaching, and the Empire needs to treat this with caution."

Rumple nodded solemnly and turned to the end of the magical effect:
"Master, your words are correct. Over the past year, the demons have launched many small-scale attacks on the empire, causing hundreds of casualties."

"The last attack happened three days ago, on your coronation day. A seducer disguised itself as a human and sneaked into Istalia, attempting to seduce the people of the empire and incite rebellion.

Fortunately, Miss Misha acted in time and killed the demon. "

There was a hint of coldness in the red dragon's golden pupils, and sharp fangs appeared at the corners of its mouth: "Istalia
Have these demons become so rampant that they dare to launch an attack in my capital city?"

Rump said in a deep voice: "Not only that, half a year ago, when I was giving a speech in the suburbs of Istalia, a soul-eating demon shot through my ear with an abyss arrow."

The ogre pointed to his right ear, and sure enough there was a hideous gap on it, with only half of the fat ear left.

He gnashed his teeth and said, “Master, I have kept this wound just to remember this shame and make those abyss demons pay the price.

But Master, only you can decide the direction of the empire, so I have been waiting for you to wake up.

Cassius looked to the south, and seemed to see the abyss portal deep in the Anstika Mountains through the mountains.

"I will crush them to pieces."

Cassius said calmly.

The demons in the previous life also came from the south, which aroused fierce resistance from all the people and players in the north. The people of Anzeta paid a bloody price and finally achieved a tragic victory.

But the demon of vengeance never showed up from beginning to end. When the "Burning Embers" Cassius in the previous life was about to die, a huge black claw bound him and disappeared into the main material plane with the red dragon.

Cassius suspected that the red dragon in his previous life had been taken over by the demon lord, and in this life, the demon's attack would definitely be more fierce than in the previous life.

But now Anzeta has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Compared with the United Kingdom of the North, the military strength of the Burning Empire can be said to be overwhelming.

As if he remembered something, Trump suddenly said, "By the way, Master, the lady Olivia you mentioned has found the reinforcements of Melward.

When the demons descend, the group of silver dragons should send reinforcements to support the empire. According to the treaty we signed, their envoys should be arriving soon."

“Oh? A messenger?”

Although Cassius had long expected that Myhrvold would agree to cooperate, he was still a little curious.

Who would the old silver dragon whose wings he had broken himself send as a messenger?

Istalia, Palazzo Goncalo.

This is the place where the Burning Empire entertains foreign envoys. The decoration is rare and gorgeous, but it still exudes a strong "imperial atmosphere".

In the hall, Olivia was wearing a congressman's formal attire, and her beautiful silver-gray eyes showed anxiety.

She lowered her voice and advised: "Aunt, you are too prejudiced.

You must have seen a lot along the way, and you can definitely see that the lives of Anzeta people have improved a lot.”

She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Although His Majesty Cassius is not a kind person, he is definitely not an unforgivable tyrant."

Next to Olivia was a plump noblewoman wearing a white long dress. She looked to be in her thirties and also had a waterfall of silver hair.

Wisdom, intelligence, beauty.

This is the first impression she gives to everyone. If she were at a noble banquet, she would definitely receive invitations from countless gentlemen.

This is the adult silver dragon of the Myhrvold family, Jennysis, known as the "Pearl of Korda".

But at this moment, Jenny Heath’s bright face was full of indignation: “Olivia, are you crazy?

That red dragon destroyed a kingdom, massacred tens of thousands of humans, and seriously injured your grandfather, and you are still speaking for him! You are a member of Myhrvold! "

Olivia lowered her eyes and said palely, "No, it's not like that. I did it for Anzeta."

Jenny Heath sighed and slowed down her tone a little: "Okay, little Olivia, I will consider what you said." (End of this chapter)