After sorting out the rich harvest of this battle, Cassius lay coiled on the top of Dragon Blood Mountain shrouded in smoke, his huge dragon body rising and falling with his breathing.

"huh, huh"

In front of his bloody mouth covered with fangs, there was a burning silver-white flame, which constantly purified and refined the purple-black flesh and blood, and expelled the chaotic black air from it.

The Flame of Order, as a force that can reduce entropy and reduce the degree of chaos in the system, requires an astronomical amount of energy.

Even a being like Cassius, which can be called a dragon-shaped reactor, needs to use all his strength to maintain the burning of the silver-white flame and extract the [pure ancestral dragon blood].

"Puch."

The red dragon spewed out streams of burning white smoke from its nostrils and mouth, and the basal blood vessels in its body were also glowing. The strong and huge dragon body was like a continuously running furnace.

Finally, the flames slowly dissipated, and a drop of bright red blood floated in the air, and was then swallowed by Cassius.

[Ancestral dragon blood purity +0.0001%]
Compared to the dragon corpse that is hundreds of meters long and as huge as a mountain, this little bit of flesh and blood is just a drop in the ocean.

But compared to Cassius's long lifespan, this little bit of time consumed is not worth mentioning. In the near future, the red dragon will be able to digest all the dragon corpses and transform into a true ancestral dragon.

Suddenly, Rumple's magical image appeared in front of the red dragon, and a flattering smile appeared on the ogre's hideous and ugly face.

"Master, the silver dragons of the Melward clan are still requesting an audience. They have nine adult silver dragons and four young silver dragons.

The leader is an ancient silver dragon, said to be Osedro's brother, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"What annoying creatures! These silver dragons from Myhrvold always like to cause trouble for themselves.

But this time, they also deserve some credit.”

Cassius snorted, puffed out hot white smoke again, and shook his huge head, seeming a little impatient.

He had just been immersed in the pleasure of his bloodline advancement and increased strength. Being interrupted at such a critical moment was not a fun experience at all.

Trump saw the emperor's irritation and said carefully, "Master, do you want me to bring them to you?"

"No, Trump, don't forget that Dragon Blood Mountain is a forbidden area."

“Since they want to see me so much”

Cassius used his strong limbs to support his heavy body, stretched his back, and shook his long and thick tail.

"Then I will appear in front of them."

"Shh-"

The red dragon raised its sharp claws and easily tore the space in front of it, creating a spatial rift surrounded by flames, and then lowered its head and drilled in.

At the edge of the Anstika Mountains, silver dragons surrounded them, flapping their wings, ready for battle.

Pabrichiko stood on all fours nearby, looking nervously at the ogre.

"Mr. Trump, has His Majesty agreed?"

Pabrichiko came here not only to fight against the demons of the abyss, but also to complete the task assigned by his brother - to find out the future direction of the empire.

According to the Silver Dragons' investigation, the military power of the Burning Empire is developing at an incredibly fast speed, and those destructive weapons and equipment can demonstrate the country's great ambitions.

I'm afraid they will never be satisfied with this remote corner of the Anzeta Wilderness.

However, the ogre wizard immediately replied in a low voice: "His Majesty has agreed to your audience, but he should be here soon."

Pabricco was a little surprised and asked quickly, "What do you mean?"

"Shh-"

Sharp, huge dragon claws stretched out from the void, grabbed the two sides of the space crack, and forcibly tore it open.

Suddenly, flames swirled around the space cracks, sparks danced in the air, a scorching hurricane roared in, and a powerful pressure spread out, covering an area of ​​several miles.

"Ow!"

Suddenly, those silver dragons flying in the air fell to the ground with a low howl, as if they were forcibly pressed down by an invisible giant hand, and their bodies hit the ground heavily.

These young and adult silver dragons, who are considered powerful anywhere, were now lying on the ground groaning like little chicks, unable to move.

"This is."

Even the ancient silver dragon felt a strong wind pressure and a throbbing coming from deep in his blood, which made him unable to help but lower his majestic silver head.

When the strong wind gradually subsided and the pressure suddenly eased, Pabrichiko finally raised his head and looked up at the tall figure, and fell into deep shock.

"Bahamut."

There is still a big difference between watching from afar and getting close.

Only when he actually stood in front of this huge red dragon could Pabrichiko truly feel his terrifying aura and powerful strength.

With a body length of more than 40 meters and close to 50 meters, it is almost twice that of Pabrichi.

Moreover, the body of this Burning Emperor is stronger than that of an ordinary red dragon. His knotty muscles bulge like iron balls, wrapped in scarlet scales, and his sturdy limbs are like giant pillars.

But even though it is so strong, the red dragon's body proportions are still perfect, without the slightest sense of disharmony.

Standing in front of the Burning Emperor, even the ancient silver dragon felt its own insignificance and weakness, like a lamb standing in front of a tiger.

"Why, you don't welcome my arrival? I heard you wanted to see me very much."

Cassius's deep voice echoed across the wasteland, causing Pabrichico to shudder and quickly reply, "Of course not."

The ancient silver dragon lowered its head, pressed its shiny wings against its body, and then slightly bent its front knees.

He then greeted respectfully: "Good day, Your Majesty.

Pabricco thought for a moment and continued with a gentle smile: “I saw everything you did with my own eyes, and I have to say, it was a great battle.

On behalf of the Myhrvold clan, I would like to congratulate you on your empire's success in resisting the invasion of the Abyss, and on your another glorious victory."

"Are you the old fellow's brother, Pabrichiko?

Tsk, what a difficult name to pronounce."

Cassius looked at the ancient silver dragon in front of him, and his scaly eyebrows suddenly raised.

This is indeed Osedro's younger brother. From the perspective of dragons, they do look very similar, both with a thin, knife-cut, bright silver face.

However, the silver dragon in front of him was several times smaller than Osedro, with a body length of only about twenty-four meters. It had neither the majestic equipment armed to the teeth nor the runes carved all over its body.

An ordinary silver dragon.

This is the evaluation given to him by Cassius.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Hearing the Red Dragon's question, Pabrichiko's mouth twitched slightly, but he still answered truthfully. He didn't want to annoy the emperor because of a trivial matter like a name. Cassius said casually: "Go ahead, what's the matter? My time is very precious."

Pabriczeko hesitated for a moment before he said cautiously, “Your Majesty Cassius, our Melward clan wants to know your opinion on the situation on the continent of Feanso.

And whether the Burning Empire will get involved in this dispute."

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the ancient silver dragon with his pale golden pupils, and asked coldly: "This is an internal affair of the empire. Does it have anything to do with you, Myrward?"

Pabriczeco quickly shook his head and defended himself, "We don't mean that. It's just that the attitude of the empire is very important to us. It concerns the entire situation of Fianso."

The silver dragon turned its head and looked at the endless wasteland, as if it was immersed in the magnificent scenery of Anzeta.

Then, he sighed unintentionally: "Your Majesty Cassius, you already own such a vast territory, with millions of loyal subjects supporting you, and you have gathered all the wealth in the world here.

If I were you, I would probably be content and not want to disrupt order in the South any further."

Cassius grinned and sneered fiercely.

"hehe."

The red dragon heard the hidden meaning in his words. The ancient silver dragon was clearly saying: You already have so much, why are you still not satisfied and still covet the territory in the south?
Cassius stretched out his claws, and a magical image made of flames appeared in his palm.

A burning city, displaced people, crying mothers, wailing children, broken corpses everywhere, thick smoke, flowing rivers of blood. These tragic scenes appeared one after another in the picture.

——That was the tragic situation at the border between the Thracian Kingdom and the Cassander Kingdom, where the war was most intense.

This war has lasted for three years. After countless mutual killings, hatred has continued to accumulate. The two countries have completely forgotten that the other was once their compatriot, but an enemy that must be eliminated.

The enemy was not considered a human being. As a result, countless civilians on both sides were killed and injured in the mutual attacks of artillery, the God Legion, and the Arcane Legion. Their lives were as insignificant as grass.

Cassius said mercilessly: "This is the order that your Melward clan is trying to maintain?

If this is what you call order, then you might as well go to Hell and ask Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells, to be your ruler. "

Pabrichiko said: "But the weapons sold by your empire."

Cassius sneered, "Even if we didn't provide them with guns and cannons, they wouldn't kill each other. I think the Gods' Legion is also killing happily."

Pabrichiko was speechless for a moment, but still said, "Your Majesty, that is a war between mortals.

They kill each other for wealth, land, and power, and there is no right or wrong. Even our Melward clan finds it difficult to stop them, let alone get involved.

But we have maintained the order between dragons and human, elves and other humanoid races for thousands of years.

For thousands of years, the dragons and they have not interfered with each other. Even if there are atrocities instigated by Tiamat, they will be stopped by us soon.

You are an ally of Myhrvold, and we do not wish to see you standing against the clan."

Pabrichiko spoke in a dissuading tone, observing the emperor's expression from time to time, but he found that a hint of mockery appeared on the other's dragon face.

"But our cooperation treaty does not contain a clause that states that the Empire must obey Melward's order."

Cassius lowered his head, staring at the ancient silver dragon that looked a little thin in front of him, and said with a grim smile:

"How arrogant! What qualifications do you have to do this? Why should a dragon be subject to your control?

His voice became heavier and louder, and finally became like thunder.

You know - even Tiamat and Bahamut, even those high and mighty dragon gods, can't control me!"

"boom!"

The broad wings suddenly spread out, and tremendous pressure poured out.

Fierce gales raged around the red dragon's massive body, and a kind of oppression that was enough to affect the soul appeared in the minds of the silver dragons.

In an instant, everything was silent.

"Then, what is that?"

Pabrichiko's eyes were dazed, his body was stiff, and his voice was trembling.

Several dragon shadows over a thousand meters long seemed to appear before his eyes. They were the ancestral dragons created by His Majesty Aio himself, mythical creatures!
The ancient silver dragon was shaking violently all over, and the fear from deep in its blood was surging out.

But thousands of years of trials and tribulations had given Pabrichico a strong enough mind, preventing him from completely falling and allowing him to support his body and barely stand up.

"He, they."

Although Pabrichiko felt powerless under the pressure, he was still able to observe the surrounding scene with his peripheral vision.

Under the powerful dragon might, the adult and young silver dragons all had dull expressions, stiff bodies, and dull eyes, as if they had been completely frightened by the pressure.

"Bahamut, there is such a dragon power."

In the long thousands of years, Pabrichiko had never seen a dragon that could defeat an adult silver dragon with its dragon power alone - not even the ancient golden dragon could do it.

Perhaps only those dragon gods who have truly transcended mortal bodies can achieve such an effect.

However, the next moment, something even more despairing and shocking happened to Pabrichiko.

The red dragon folded its wings, slowly opened its mouth, and ordered in a calm tone: "Turn around."

As soon as he finished speaking, several adult and young silver dragons began to chase their tails obediently in circles like trained hounds.

Before receiving the next instruction, the silver dragons kept spinning like this, as if they would never stop.

In this brief moment, relying solely on the dragon power released by his ancestral bloodline, Cassius actually controlled several silver dragons!

This is the power of [Ancestral Dragon's Majesty]!

Pabrichiko opened his mouth wide, stunned by the scene before him. He had never seen such a large-scale sight of a giant dragon being controlled.

Cassius simply watched the circling silver dragons with interest, his deep voice echoing across the wasteland.

"I have no intention of harming you, my dear 'ally'. The agreement to jointly fight against demons and resist the invasion of the abyss is still in effect.

But I want you to know that if I wanted to, Clan Myhrvold would have no influence on the Empire's actions at all."

The dragon might suddenly dissipated, and the silver dragons immediately woke up from their controlled state. They hadn't yet understood what had happened, and looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

"What happened just now?"

"Ugh my head hurts."

"What on earth did that red dragon do!?"

But Pabrichiko was filled with fear and stood there stiffly, unable to speak for a moment.

Cassius paced in front of the ancient silver dragon and said leisurely: "Besides, if you have investigated my past, you should know.

I am a kindhearted dragon, full of compassion for all things in the world. I cannot bear to see the serfs suffer, nor can I bear to see the people of Fadland being ravaged by war." (End of this chapter)