The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 120
According to the divine version of Pauli's exclusion law.

There may be divinities in similar or overlapping domains between different planes, but there will never be two divinities with the same quantum state.

To put it more bluntly, the divinity in the hands of different gods is fixed and conserved. Maybe some of them can discover a new divinity, and there will never be an automatic increase in the value of the existing divinity or even "one life two". This does not comply with the law of conservation of energy.

But the current situation is that he, David, has forcibly snatched the divinity in the hands of Tempus, the god of battle, which is similar to the concept of the "Hall of Valor".

Or rather, in terms of the material plane's manifestation, he's 'taking' the concept over.

As a result, the rules that belong to the concept of the Hall of Valor in the God of Battle Tempus [Battle Sleep] are collapsing.

Only this can explain why those barbarians are not afraid of death, or are on the road of 'defying death'.

David even suspects that in other planes, this kind of Taliban behavior may be more serious, and it may even be that a full-scale war has broken out in any corner.

After all, the feast hall of the Kingdom of God is about to collapse, why don't you hurry up and cut some leeks while it's hot!

Although there is no Hall of Valor, the God of War can still rely on his envoys to guide and recruit the spirits of believers like other gods.

But envoys are limited after all, and the workload is also heavy.

Otherwise, there would not be so many envoys who simply followed the will of the gods, stationed in the hazy area all the year round, and then regularly selected these "soaked souls" in batches, and then brought them back to the kingdom of God.

And once the believers, especially the fanatics who have always been sure that they can be directly promoted to the Hall of Valor through heroic death, find that they have been "deceived" by the god who has believed in them all their lives.

That kind of consequence and impact is definitely far better than the ruined houses of those top stars in Blue Star next door.

I am afraid that at this moment, the god of battle, Tempus.

He is frantically searching for the traces of this "divine bandit" all over the universe.

For a while, David was really thankful for his previous 'caution'.

If you randomly harvest the souls of those barbarians who already believe in the gods of the God of War, it is likely to be caught by Tempus at this moment.

If this idea is known by other dragons, they will probably secretly despise it:
Is that what you call cautious?
It's just that I can't bear the money!

'So it seems that a quick decision must be made. '

But he can't make a big move yet, if this attracts the attention of God of War, it will be a trouble.

Although this possibility is not too high.

David flicked his tail immediately, lost in thought.

"I see, let's go down first."

"Yes."

However, to the surprise of David and Losinde, within three days, the mixed battle group that was attacking the barbarians on the front line hadn't had time to move on yet.

Messengers of the barbarians yonder, have brought their 'king' orders,

first came.
What makes David speechless is that it caused such dazzling results.

It wasn't David Yutos, the dragon of burning steel.

Nor is it Nymphadora, Poison Dew and Green Shadow.

Not to mention the mixed battle group under Losinde's command.

but the gang
The desire to go home is on the rise,
High Elf prisoners of war.
On that day, the barbarians finally recalled the horror of being once dominated by the high elves, as well as the shame of being stepped into the mud with their dignity and face at the same time, and endured their unilateral exploitation.

These high elf prisoners of war were all professionals, and they were also the backbone of the high elf Devenser.

They were not much weaker at all, and they were able to survive the tsunami that was almost a natural disaster, either because their physique was different from ordinary elves, or because they were luckier than ordinary people.

Otherwise, Yevgeny wouldn't have relied on an escort to directly force David in [Rage] to take Tanya with him to strategically transfer in.

These more than 300 high elf prisoners of war, after re-matching the original weapons and equipment, coupled with the sudden burst of fanatical fighting spirit eager to go home, cooperated with the night attack, directly knocked out the surrounding barbarians .

In particular, more than 60 of them originally belonged to the escort of Ahmed, the commander of the Devenser Seventh Fleet, and were now under the command of Evgeny.

It was night, under the personal guidance and cooperation of Hiat, a drow shadow dancer, a group of high elves insisted on playing drow's insidious and vicious style, and almost directly gave the "King Giral" who was supervising the battle to the front line. Assassinated.

After obviously feeling that they had stumbled, the group of elves who only wanted to rob money and the head of the "Son of Battle" immediately dispersed and regrouped four miles behind the temporary camp of the barbarian King Giral, and continued to sweep and loot along the way sweep up.

Just their 60-odd high elf team, their destructive power to the barbarian tribes seems to have surpassed that of a berserk young green dragon.

More than 300 high elves with tens of hundreds of years of combat experience were swept all the way.
Like three hundred mad dogs released from the cage, the tribes along the way were completely looted, and the chickens and dogs were restless.

"Under the Burning Steel Dragon, there is such a sturdy high elf army!"

This situation and the situation are in line with the mourning and help messages from the tribes behind him.

No one at all connected this group of ferocious bandits who didn't look like high elves with the group of "elven farmers" who were as good as geese when they fought for many years.

In just three days, more than 300 high elf prisoners of war achieved a brilliant record that the Losind tribe failed to achieve in a month and a half.

The most important thing is that after nearly three years of suffering, this group has smoothed their edges and corners under the ravages of the red dragon David, and they have already let go of the pride that once belonged to the high elves.

Especially the on-site teaching by Hiat, a drow shadow dancer teacher, does not fight positional warfare with you, or fights evenly matched encounters with you, but just fights guerrilla warfare with you everywhere.

Hit it if you can, grab it along the way, and let it go if you can't, without any delay.

Relying on the excellent physical fitness honed in the past three years, combined with the natural agility of the high elves, this guerrilla warfare was a bit of a blitzkrieg by them.

King Girard was shocked, and finally admitted decisively.

half a month later.

After receiving the news, David, with his father, younger sister, and Nymphadora's family of dragons, finally arrived at the place where the restless barbarians who had been waiting were relieved and secretly guarded. In front of the valley where the red embers demarcated the boundaries of the territory.

Seeing two red and two silver, one green, one white and one brass seven giant dragons lined up on the cliff, the barbarians who were still bustling with each other couldn't help but secretly gasp.

They knew that there were quite a few giant dragons under this scarlet son of calamity, but they didn't expect that there were as many as six of them!

In particular, what they didn't quite understand was that the mouth looked like a brass dragon with a special mouth ball stuffed in it. They could barely understand what the hell those two silver dragons were!

One of them was actually a young silver dragon!
When did the dignified metal dragon actually join forces with the red dragon?

Looking at the glances of the savages, Tanya, the silver dragon's younger sister, didn't feel much. She even had a fresh sense of complacency as she was pretending to be next to her brother for the first time.

Father Yinlong, who was forcibly pulled from the dragon's nest by David to "assist fist" by using the "cooperation agreement", was much thinner. A sense of shyness and temptation that still holds the pipa half-hidden.

Oh, the savages finally came to their senses, and their feelings were Mrs. Yazhai who was snatched back by the red dragon David Utos, the son of the scarlet calamity!
It seems that they are still a pair of young silver dragon mother and son.

Or the dragon can play!

In the end, the calm King Girard stepped forward and loudly announced his intention to the dragons headed by David:

"Your Majesty David Yutos, the great dragon of burning steel, I am the king of Giral elected by the eight barbarian tribes in this area.

"I come with my apologies for offending you at the beach.

"Come here with the sincerity of peace talks with you.

"I hope you can extinguish that Katgana-like rage.

"Recall your subordinates who are also burning with anger and wreaking havoc in my territory.

"Our barbarian tribes have no intention of being an enemy of such a powerful existence as you."

He is quite able to chew words, and he is worthy of being a barbarian who admires and secretly learned the culture of the high elves.

David chuckled from the bottom of his heart, but his face was calm, he raised his head slightly and said with [arrogance]:

"I already know your reason for coming, but I need to see your sincerity."

"Of course! Of course!" King Girard, who had been prepared for a long time, could not know what the "sincerity" of these giant dragons meant.

Following King Girard's signal, hundreds of barbarians dumped all the 'treasures' wrapped in cowhide into the valley.

It's just that the scene where the colorful dragons should have lost their composure, the dragons on the cliff who had already been shocked by the treasure that David brought back from the spider's nest city just glanced at it, and then resumed their arrogant appearance.

Even the most ignorant white dragon Mo Feile is like this.

After all, these things in front of me seem to be quite a lot, but apart from the sporadic dog's head gold, they are not very valuable.

So much added up, the sky is barely worth a thousand pounds of gold.

It was less than one-fifth of what Spider Nest City brought back, and that was the situation after being plundered by Tiamat himself.

No way, savage, poor.

Every time I just had a little savings, they were traded away by the high elves who came to 'spread civilization' as a charity.

Seeing the eyes of these giant dragons without batting an eyelid, King Jilar immediately thumped in his heart, secretly thinking something was wrong.

Sure enough, seeing that David seemed to be slightly dissatisfied, the dragon opened his mouth and said:

"Not enough, your sincerity is not enough."

The 'Battle Son', who was tattooed with various animal spirits on the side of King Girard, frowned immediately, but he didn't attack after all.

King Girard seemed to have noticed something, and he patted the barbarian on the shoulder to comfort him, and immediately promised David:

"A treasure of such value, I will raise another one, but I will need some time.

"But at the same time, I also hope that His Royal Highness David Utos can meet the little needs of our barbarian tribes."

"Let's talk." How could David not know what the other party wanted.

"I heard that Lord David Utos has opened up a route to the New World, and I want all my people to be able to bathe in the glory of civilization again.

"I hope that Lord David Utos can replace the former high elves, resume trade with our barbarians, and open the market on the spot."

"Yes." David said to himself that it was indeed the case, but this was a matter of smooth sailing in the plan.

Since someone is willing to send money to the door, it is much more worry-free than him working hard to grab it.

And if he continued to rob, he was afraid that these barbarians would simply move.

But what David didn't expect was that the King Girard put forward another unexpected condition at the right time:

"Meanwhile, we have another small request.

"We hope that we can obtain the route to the New World and the technology to ensure the course."

David immediately laughed angrily, and just asked out of curiosity:
"You bunch of savages, what are you doing in the New World?"

"Looting." King Girard said loudly.

David's pupils suddenly narrowed.

(End of this chapter)