"True Dragon Warlock, Elemental Master, Blood Scale Berserker, Carved Leather Dragon. With four advanced professions, I can be considered a hexagonal warrior among dragons."

Looking down at the mysterious runes glowing on his scales, Cassius supported his body with his strong limbs and slowly stood up.

He spread his wings behind him, and the trailing edge of the wing membrane connected to the body behind the hind legs and far below the tail, and its surface was a pale blue color, the color of metal burning in fire.

Cassius's huge, majestic head was raised high, with four huge horns swept back, and the crown of the Supreme Dragon on it was shining brightly.

The scales all over his body were red with a metallic luster, and with the intricate and exquisite runes, he looked like a carefully crafted armor, exuding a majestic aura.

The red dragon has sharp scales on its back and tail, and its fangs are as sharp as the scimitars used by mortals. Its thick tail is like a battering ram. It is a huge machine born for war.

After several months of blood refining, Cassius has raised the purity of his ancestral dragon blood to a higher level, which is almost the same as those descendants of the ancestral dragons ten thousand years ago.

During this time, he greedily sucked the energy from Karix's body, and the entire Burning Empire provided him with all its national strength, including all kinds of precious metals and minerals.

As a result, this red dragon, which is in a rapid development stage, eats as much as a glutton. His stomach is like a black hole, swallowing all the food that enters his mouth.

And the effect is obvious - the body size grows rapidly and constantly breaks through racial boundaries.

Although the red dragon today is still at the age of an adolescent dragon and has not even reached its first estrus period, its body length has reached a terrifying 50 meters.

This number can be regarded as the best among the clan even in the era tens of thousands of years ago when giant dragons ruled the earth. However, in this Third Age when the dragon clan is in decline and the gods are isolated, it is absolutely rare.

If those dragon scholars knew Cassius's real age and saw his exaggerated body size with their own eyes, they would definitely exclaim - eight years old?

You should know that even the largest of the common true dragons, the ancient golden dragon and the ancient red dragon, are only about thirty-six inches long.

Moreover, only a very small number of talented dragons can become the top ancient dragons after thousands of years of accumulation. Most dragons cannot survive to the ancient dragon stage due to physical weakness and enemy attacks.

What kind of concept is it for a red dragon that is only in its twenties but is fifty meters long in the dragon clan?
In humanoid terms, this would be like a babbling, toddling child growing to three meters tall.

This is simply unreasonable!

The current Burning Empire is already known to the entire Feanso continent, and the most hotly debated issue is their emperor - a terrifying red dragon.

Among the many research reports on Emperor Ranjin, even the most daring and aggressive scholars only estimated the emperor's age to be around 200 years old. Even so, his views were questioned by many authoritative scholars.

If this number were changed to twenty years old, it would probably be ridiculed or even criticized by dragon scholars.

Cassius picked up a meter-long fire element crystal with his claws and threw it into his mouth, just like he was eating a snack.

Suddenly, a crisp "crunch" chewing sound came from his bloody mouth, and even the crackling sound of air bursting and flames burning.

The terrifying heat exploded in its mouth, causing wisps of green smoke to emerge from between the red dragon's teeth, while most of the heat flowed down its throat into its body, turning into nutrients for the red dragon's crazy growth.

As Cassius chewed the crystal, he looked to the south, his pale golden pupils glowing with fire, revealing his ambition that was difficult to conceal. "Now, with the help of the Empire, the strength of the three kingdoms has been weakened to the extreme, and pawns have been planted in Victoria Harbor, the Mountain Kingdom, Serenia and other places. Next, it is time for the Empire to step onto the stage of the Feansor Continent."

"I have been dormant for so long, and I don't know if I can kill those true gods and the incarnations of the gods now."

Cassius is not blindly confident. Today, he rules the Burning Empire and possesses four advanced professions: True Dragon Warlock, Bloodscale Berserker, Elemental Master, and Carved Leather Dragon.

Whether in terms of spellcasting ability, melee combat skills, or financial resources, Cassius far surpasses those blank dragons and beings of the same rank.

Compared to him, warlocks and mages seemed fragile, and warriors and monks seemed particularly clumsy.

Originally, Cassius had the weakness of easily losing control and being eroded by the will of the abyss, but after obtaining the Demon Slayer and Iron Will expertise, even this only shortcoming was made up.

Now, if one wants to defeat Cassius, one can only suppress him with pure force. It is difficult to find the so-called "weakness".

He stared at the panel in front of him. Among the densely packed data on the character profile, there was a column of inconspicuous small words.

[Challenge Level: 30 (155000 XP)]

The corners of Cassius' mouth rose slightly, revealing a ferocious smile, and the images of countless cities and regions were reflected in his golden pupils.

"Everyone in the continent of Feianso, get ready to welcome the arrival of the dragon."

Southeast of the Wugo steppe, a fertile field of bones.

This is the outlet of the Bindler River, the widest river in the Alpine Kingdom.

The alluvial deposits of the river formed a large open plain, making this a rare fertile land in the barren Ugo prairie.

Therefore, the Fertile Fields of Bones was frantically scrambled for by the clans, and the orcs fought thousands of wars, large and small, over the ownership of this plain, which changed hands more than a dozen times.

It was not until the Red Blood Tribe unified the Ugo Grassland and integrated all the orc clans together that the struggle over this land was temporarily settled.

The word "bones" in the story is also easy to understand. On the one hand, every time the orcs fought for territory, they would kill each other, leaving behind countless broken corpses.

On the other hand, every time the orcs went south to invade the mountain kingdom, their bodies would fall into the river, and countless orcs' bones would float downstream and eventually be buried in the soil.

At the end of each war, the blood of the orcs would dye the Bindler River red, so the orcs nicknamed the river the "Beast Blood River".

Now, after the tragic Battle of Blackrock Mountain, the blood of the orcs once again dyed the river red, even mixed with pollutants from the explosion.

Under the leadership of Batu Skullbreaker, the orcs almost broke through Avendeldan, and were extremely close to their goal for thousands of years, but in the end, they were still one step short. (End of this chapter)