Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Master, there is a guest from Hell who wants to see you."

With a slight fluctuation on the Magic Net, Trump's image appeared in front of Kesius. He still looked respectful and his voice was meticulous.

"Are they those devils who like to sell? You can just send a simile to deal with them, endlessly." Kesius's tone was a little impatient.

After he defeated Balachel, invitations from the devils were endless, and Kesius received all kinds of fancy olive branches.

All forces in hell hope to get an unparalleled red dragon as a supporter to fight for them and win merits in the cruel bloody battle.

But Trump hesitated for a moment before answering, "Master, that guest said there is something important to repay, and I hope you can come forward in person."

"Who are you talking about?"

Only then did Kesius pay a little attention and probably guessed the identity of the guest.

"That former devil lord." Trump was very careful. He did not call out the name directly - after all, a big devil could feel anyone's call and react to it.

Kesius didn't care, but just shook his head, gently stretched the folded wings behind him, and continued to ask, "Where is he now?"

"Just in the Black Flying Dragon Capital, the leader of the two-legged Flying Dragon Clan, Marquis Smaug, is receiving him."

"Okay, I get it."

Before he finished speaking, Kesius stepped out, and the space in front of him suddenly shattered like glass, a huge hole appeared, and the red dragon jumped into it.

As long as it is within the territory of the Ashes Empire, the red dragon with the power of the [Empire Realm] can appear anywhere without any restrictions and scruples.

The capital of the Flying Dragon, the treasure house of the Lonely Mountain.

This former dwarf treasure house has now become the palace of Smaug, the "king of the mountain". He lives in it with more than a dozen female flying dragons, and is very uncomfortable.

But at this moment, the majestic flying dragon lord, who was usually awesome, was curled up in the corner of the cave, trembling, and the smile on the dragon's face was even worse than crying.

A young man with a handsome black haired man in gorgeous clothes sat on the throne that should belong to him and looked around curiously.

"Is this the dwarf's lonely mountain treasure house? I haven't even entered it." The young man looked at the rock wall and sighed softly.

He turned his head, looked at Smaug, and asked with a kind smile, "Great King of the Mountain, I'm sitting here--it shouldn't be rude, right?"

"This, of course, this lord, you are the master's distinguished guest." Feeling the powerful pressure from hell, Smaug hurried in the corner, feeling a little crying.

The young man looked weak, like a noble child who was captured by a brutal flying dragon, but a terrifying light appeared in his dark pupils.

Looking at those eyes and seeing through the illusion, you can see a lofty, cruel and violent devil lord smiling jokingly, and the mighty pressure swept over, leaving Smaug as if he was in purgatory.

Smaug originally thought that after receiving the blood gift of his master and becoming a legendary strongman, he could be powerful and rampant on the Fianso continent.

But I never thought that the incarnation of gods and the devil king appeared in front of him one after another, making him, the "king under the mountain" a complete joke.

Suddenly, a stronger and almost condensed into substance pressure dropped, and the air in the cave suddenly became hot, and even the rock walls were burned red.

Immediately afterwards, the magic web in the cave stirred up waves, spider-web-like cracks appeared in the space, and a portal with flames appeared.

"His Excellency Baier, as you are, there is no need to scare my family." A majestic voice came from mid-air.

As if he had found the backbone, Smaug breathed a sigh of relief, and a light surged in his eyes. He shouted anxiously, "Master, you are finally here!"

Kesius strode out of the portal. Against the backdrop of the huge dragon body that was nearly sixty meters long, even the treasure house of the lonely mountain seemed a little narrow and crowded.

Then Baier put away his joking expression, showed a polite smile, and stood up from the throne: "His Majesty Kesius, you are joking. As the most loyal ally of the Ashes Empire, how could I provoke you Woolen cloth?

Recently, you have shown your power on the Fianso Continent, destroyed the Principality of North Ethel, the Kingdom of Alpine Dwarfs, and killed the incarnation of a god. I am really impressed."

Kesius sat on the throne and interrupted without any mercy: "His Excellency Baier, I have been a little impatient with the devil's flattery recently. Tell me, what are you here to do for me this time?"

"So that's it." Baier sneered, and the expression on his face finally became serious, and his originally gentle and mellow voice was full of resentment: "It's that crazy woman, I can feel that she is getting stronger and stronger, she has absorbed several things. In thousands of souls.

Her power began to affect the material plane, and her apostles walked on the earth—especially the sunrise city, when that boundary was broken.”

"Will August fall into hell?" Kesius asked.

Baier gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes, and that whole city will become her soul ranch, and she will gain a constant stream of power."

The voice of this great devil is filled with hatred, jealousy, disgust - and deep greed and desire.

The soul is something that every devil is born to desire extremely. This is the law of the multiverse, and this is even more so by Baier, who is the great devil.

In the eyes of the devil, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Kesius knew that if Byer was still Lord Aphonus, He would not hesitate to cooperate with Wilham and become an enemy of the Empire.

Baier's voice was like a hoarse venomous snake: "His Majesty Kesius, Zariel is too powerful now, and my army in hell is retreating step by step.

IMHO, even though the crazy "soulless people" under your command are immortal, they cannot provide us with even a little soul power.

As an ally of the Empire, I have to get more souls to continue to resist her and be your help, so.

"impossible."

Before Bayer could finish his words, Kesius refused mercilessly. In these brief conversations, he had guessed Bayer's thoughts.

This great devil wants the Ashes Empire to sacrifice the souls of the people like the Kingdom of Thrace, so as to gain stronger power and even create a similar "soul land".

But Baier didn't know that Kesius's goal was to be a god. In Kesius's view, every citizen in the empire was a valuable resource and would become his source of faith in the future.

The land of the empire even touched the bottom line of Kesius. It was his only country. How could he tolerate it becoming a devil's ranch?

Seeing Cathus's tone firm, Baier sneered and persuaded tactfully: "His Majesty Cathus, your empire is vast and has a large population, and what I need-"

The devil carefully stretched out a finger and whispered, "It's just a trivial part of it."

In Baier's view, these five-colored dragon lords basically regard the people as lowly slaves and materials that can be consumed at any time, and do not care about the lives and deaths of the people.

As long as he talks with a little sweet word, the Red Dragon Emperor will eventually let go and send tens of thousands of pure souls to hell.

How could He have thought that this red dragon would be so greedy that he would regard every citizen as his precious property?

"Your Excellency Baier, there is no need to talk about this."

Kesius's voice was firm: "To help you fight Zariel, I will send 30,000 elite Starfallers - the soulless ones you devil call them, to fight in hell."

Kesius's idea is very simple. He sent a group of players as reinforcements to fight against Zarel while allowing those players to level up. It can be said that he kills two birds with one stone.

But when he heard this, Baier's handsome face suddenly became a little hideous, and slight cracks appeared on his skin, as if he was about to be torn apart, and smoke with sulfur smell came out.

And the dark pupils also flashed slightly, filled with anger, as if a surging fire of hell was about to gush out from it.

"boom--"

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The strong aura of hell spread out, which was horrifying and terrifying, as if you could see the sea of ​​corpses and blood in Aphronas.

But Kesius just sneered. He spread his wings and the stronger dragon power descended. The power of the law in the empire domain also came. The two powerful forces collided with each other, creating violent fluctuations.

And in the confrontation between the two powerful beings, Smaug curled up in the corner of the cave, shivering and letting out a low howl.

Isn't this his nest?

How did it become like this?

Under the heavy oppression that made him unable to raise his head, the leader of the flying dragon even began to doubt Longsheng.

Baier let out a suppressed growl: "Kesus, you are too much!! Anyone who collaborates with the devil will pay the price he deserves, even if you are no exception. This is the truth that will last for thousands of years!"

"It's really a devil's innate concept of a change." Kesius sneered and stepped forward. The aura of hell was immediately swallowed up by the dragon's power.

The pressure of the ancestor dragon alone came on Baier's shoulder, instantly tearing off His disguise, making this great devil unable to maintain his decent anymore.

Suddenly, a tall devil with wings on his back appeared in the cave, and a raging fire burst out from his body - that was not Baier's original body, but the incarnation condensed by the power of hell.

Kesius walked forward step by step and said coldly: “Bayer, you made one mistake. In this cooperation, the Ashes Empire is the absolute leader.

You are just a deposed hell lord, and without the support of the empire, you might have to hide in the corner of Aphonas for thousands of years, hiding around like a wild dog from Zariel's pursuit.

But I have many choices. In hell, there are countless great devils who have a grudge against Zariel, and even the lords of hell have thrown their olive branches to me."

Finally, the red dragon looked down at the devil with a condescending light, and the light glow flashed in its pale golden pupils: “Remember, it was the Empire that chose you and gave you the chance to retake Aphonus.

If it weren't for Zariel, you wouldn't be qualified to make a condition with me at all. ”

Every word of Kesius's words was powerful and decisive, like a sharp spear, stabbing the devil hard.

Kesius actually did not exaggerate it. If he wanted, the Ashes Empire could indeed sign contracts with many hell lords and cooperate, but that would pose too great a threat to the Empire.

Compared to cooperating with those powerful and cunning Hell Lords, who risk being cheated and deceived, Kesius is more willing to support a big devil who loses power, so that he can better control the other party.

When he heard Kathus's words, Baier's arrogant arrogance just now suddenly became mostly weak, and even the fire of hell on his body was taken back.

The great devil turned into a slender and gentle young man again. A smile appeared on his handsome face. He bowed and apologized: "Sorry, His Majesty Caesus, I am not considering it carefully. Hope you forgive me.

The dragon power suddenly dissipated, and Kesius also smiled and said, "No need to be polite, Mr. Bair, I have always regarded you as a solid ally.

I know that you were just blinded by the momentary greed and desire that you made such irrational requests. ”

"yes."

The gap between the two disappeared, and there was a happy scene, as if the tit-for-tat confrontation just now were all illusions. Smaug next to him stood there, at a loss.

Then, Kesius asked, "But. Since Zariel is so powerful now, how can you overthrow her, or even - kill her?"

Baier's face showed a sly smile: "You don't know that the day when Sunrise City fell into hell, the time when it was called the 'Sunfall' was Zarrell's weakest moment.

At that time, she must do her best to maintain the passage between the material plane and the hell, drag the city into Aphurus, and that is my chance to attack. ”

Kesius was a little curious: "Aren't you afraid that she would quietly complete the ceremony?"

"impossible."

Byer said with a pledge: “Wilham will not be willing to give up on Sunrise City until he completely loses hope.

And now, you are the only one who can force that king into a dead end.

His Majesty Kesius, I hope you can lead your army to attack the Kingdom of Thrace, cut off all hopes of that king, and force him to choose to sacrifice the city of Sunrise to Hell.

And I will kill Zariel in his weakest ‘Day of Fallen’ to help you eliminate the threat from hell.

By then you occupy Thrace and I retake Affonas, we can all have a bright future.”

Each man and a dragon looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent. Only they could hear this passage. Even Smaug, who was shrouded beside him, was blocked and had to look confused.

But only they themselves know how much other thoughts Kathus and Baier have in their hearts. (End of this chapter)