March 1790, 3 of the Third Era, on the outskirts of Istalia, at the plain military exercise ground.

"The military parade is about to begin—"

"Please stay in the designated audience seats and do not enter the military exercise area without permission. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

The captain of the Tiefling Guards' voice came from the loudspeaker, and the Imperial Guards cleared out the venue within a radius of ten miles, leaving only the designated areas on both sides for the spectators to stand.

Tiefling soldiers armed with rifles were stationed at the side of the field, standing in two neat rows to prevent anyone from breaking in.

Before the military parade began, the venue was already bustling with people discussing the upcoming war and looking forward to the parade.

“What a large venue.”

"Will His Majesty really come?"

People from all over the empire and even from all over the world crowded on both sides of the venue, eagerly awaiting the emperor's appearance.

This grand military parade was about the war between the empire and the devil, and after extensive official publicity, it attracted hundreds of thousands of spectators from all over the country.

However, compared with the coronation ceremony that shocked Fienso back then, it is still far inferior.

At the end of the military exercise factory, there is a temporary platform created by magic, which can even be said to be a small hill - that is the "throne" prepared for the red dragon.

Suddenly, there were loud roars and whistling winds in the distance.

"Look, it's the Dragon Army!"

"Cassius above"

“This is spectacular!”

Some people looked up at the sky and saw hundreds of flying dragons crowded in the sky, flapping their wings in a disorderly manner, like thick dark clouds, covering half of the sky.

In the front was an extremely huge two-legged flying dragon, which stretched its neck and roared hoarsely.

"Ow—"

This two-legged flying dragon is fifteen meters long from head to tail. If it were not for its two-legged feature, any dragon scholar would probably think it was a real red dragon.

——That is Smaug, the leader of the Dragon Legion, a relative of the Burning Emperor, and a marquis.

In the crowded crowd in the auditorium on both sides of the venue, Adrovel raised his head, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the flying dragon in the sky with a serious expression.

"This blood concentration is close to that of a true dragon.

This flying dragon has the strength to rival that of a young silver dragon, or even an adult silver dragon."

"Boom! Boom!"

"Woo——"

Suddenly, the ground shook and made a dull sound, like the beating of a war drum, and then the familiar roar of a whistle was heard.

"That is."

"It's the Earth Dragon Beast Army!"

"No, it's not just the Geodramon, there's something else! That's the sound of a whistle!"

Thick, billowing steam emerged from the distant horizon, and as the ground trembled, a huge figure emerged from it.

First came a dozen or so ground dragon beasts as big as small mountains. They were wearing heavy iron armor, carrying giant hobgoblin trainers on their backs, and making low roars.

"I know it!"

"That dragon beast is called Black Rock! It once crushed an entire Northern Knights Order to death!"

These are all powerful dragon beasts carefully raised on the Storm High Ranch. They are battle-hardened and each one is equivalent to a small fortress.

However this is just the beginning.

Twelve creepy mechanical monsters, rumbling and emitting steam, rushed out of the steam cloud at a speed that was inconsistent with their huge size.

The bottom of these "monsters" are not limbs, but high-speed tracks.

In front of him was not a head, but heavy armor engraved with the imperial emblem, horns flashing with cold light, and a thick, hair-raising muzzle.

"This, this is."

"It's a steam tank!"

"God, this thing only exists on the blueprints, right? The Imperial Science and Technology Department has actually already created it!"

A citizen of the Empire who subscribed to the "Military" newspaper looked at the mechanical behemoths and exclaimed in surprise. In fact, these steam tanks were not the work of players.

Count Guillermo Sparrow of the Imperial Science and Technology Department drew on the knowledge of the Starfallers to personally design and manufacture these steel behemoths, equipped with rams and steam cannons.

In order to commemorate the old dragon beast Gar who died in the Northern War, this steam tank was named "Old Buddy Class".

Imperial military officials generally believe that these mechanical behemoths are more powerful and more cost-effective than the slow-moving, food-consuming ground dragon beasts.

This was the first time that the steam tank made its grand appearance in front of the people of the empire, giving people a great shock.

"Gods"

"This, this is too exaggerated!"

"Casius, even a demon would be crushed by these iron lumps!"

Flying dragons filled the sky, giant beasts occupied the earth, gunfire and artillery fire rang out, and more troops were arriving from afar.

"Bahamut."

Adrovel in the crowd watched all this, his expression becoming more serious.

In terms of power alone, the army of the Burning Empire is no less powerful than the former Holy Fadlan.

He finally understood why Jennysis attached so much importance to this country, even to the point of panic, and why the people of the empire were so excited.

——With an army like this, why should we worry about failure?

Next to him, Jenny Heath looked up at the sky silently, her shoulders trembling slightly, her eyes tense, as if she was waiting for something.

She couldn't help but hold her chest.

The military parade had just begun and the empire's army had already demonstrated its majestic power. But what about the emperor?

"Hey, hey"

With heavy breathing, the ogre artillerymen dragged their heavy cannons to the military exercise field, then made adjustments and pointed the muzzles at the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Artillery fire roared.

One shell after another shot straight into the sky and then exploded in the air, forming two neat rows of fire clouds, turning half of the sky orange-red.

Those were the Empire's fireworks, which could create extremely brilliant flames.

The fire clouds rolled up like a tide, gradually forming a road made of flames and smoke.

"Roar--"

A roar that resounded through the heavens and earth came from afar. People all turned their eyes to the direction and saw a huge figure appear on the horizon.

The red dragon hung high in the sky, looking down at the earth with its pale golden pupils.

As its broad wings flapped slowly, hurricanes carrying flowing flames surged on both sides of its body, and all the fire elements between heaven and earth seemed to be restless and jumping.

——The supreme ruler of the empire, the Burning Emperor Cassius, finally appeared at this military parade!

"Cassius above"

"Praise Cassius!"

"He, he really came!"

The people of the empire in the audience looked up at the sky, at the figure, their faces filled with piety and fanaticism.

They clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, and chanted something as if they were witnessing God’s descent with their own eyes.

"Bahamut, what on earth is this?"

Adrovel, who was mixed in the crowd, couldn't help swallowing. He never expected that there would be such a huge red dragon.

As a mature silver dragon, he was not even half the size of the emperor, and looked like a baby dragon in comparison.

No wonder he was able to defeat his respected uncle. Such a giant dragon has already crossed the boundaries of ordinary dragons.

"Well"

At this time, Jenny Heath still covered her chest with her hands, and seemed not to have come to her senses yet.

She looked up stupidly, her heart pounding, the firelight and the majestic figure of the dragon reflected in her blue-gray eyes. (End of this chapter)