The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

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 in exactly the same quantum state.

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

But the current situation is that he, David, has snatched the divinity similar to the concept of 'Hall of Valor' from Tempus, the god of battle.

Or rather, in terms of its manifestation on the material plane, he is 'stealing' this concept.

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

Only this can explain why those barbarians are either brazen and not afraid of death, or they are on the road of being 'brave and unafraid of death'.

David even suspected that in other dimensions, this kind of Taliban behavior might be more serious, and a full-scale war might even break out in some corner.

After all, the feast hall of the Kingdom of God is about to collapse. Why don’t you, God of War, cut some leeks while they are hot?

Although there is no Hall of Heroes, the God of War can still recruit the heroic spirits of believers under the guidance of his envoys like other gods.

But God's envoys are limited after all, and their workload is also heavy.

Otherwise, there would not have been so many divine envoys who simply followed the will of the gods and stationed in the hazy realm all year round, and then regularly selected these "water-soaked souls" in batches and brought them back to the Kingdom of God.

But once the believers, especially the fanatical believers who had been convinced that they could be directly promoted to the Hall of Valor by dying heroically, found that they had been 'cheated' by the god they had believed in all their lives.

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

I'm afraid Tempus, the god of battle at this moment.

He is frantically searching for traces of his 'divine robber' all over the universe.

For a moment, David was really glad that he had been so 'cautious' before.

If he randomly harvests the souls of the barbarians who already believe in the Gods of War, Tempus will most likely catch him by now.

If this idea were known to other dragons, they would probably secretly despise it:

Is that what you call caution?

It’s just that I can’t bear the money!

‘It seems that we must fight quickly and decide quickly. ’

But he couldn't make a big move yet, so it would be troublesome if he attracted the attention of the God of War.

Although this possibility is not too high.

David immediately swung his tail and fell into deep thought.

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

"yes."

But what David and Luo Xinde didn't expect was that not even three days had passed, but the mixed battle group that was attacking the barbarians on the front line had not yet had time to continue their attack.

The envoys of the barbarians over there have brought orders from their 'king',

Came first.

What left David speechless was the result of such a dazzling victory.

Not him, Davyutos, the Burning Steel Dragon.

Nor Nymphadora, the Poisonous Dew Shadow.

Not even the mixed battle group under Luoxinde.

But that gang

The desire to go home is rising,

High Elf Prisoners of War.

On that day, the barbarians finally recalled the terror they once felt under the control of the high elves, as well as the shame of having their dignity and face trampled into the mud at the same time and enduring their unilateral exploitation.

This group of high elf prisoners of war are all professionals, and they are also the backbone of the high elf Devonsel.

He was not weak to begin with, but to be able to survive the tsunami that was almost a natural disaster was because his physique was different from that of ordinary elves, or he was just too lucky to be ordinary people.

Otherwise, Evgeny would not have relied on a single escort to directly force David in [Rage] to take Tanya into the strategy shift.

These more than 300 high elf prisoners of war, after being re-equipped with their original weapons and equipment, coupled with the sudden and enthusiastic fighting spirit of eager to return home, combined with the night attack, directly stunned the surrounding barbarians. .

In particular, more than sixty of them were originally affiliated with the escort of Ahmed, the commander of Devensel's Seventh Fleet, but were now under the command of Yevgeny.

That night, under the personal guidance and cooperation of Siatt, a drow shadow dancer, a group of high elves just displayed the insidious and vicious style of the drow, and almost directly killed the 'King Gilal' who was supervising the battle on the front line. Assassinated.

After clearly feeling that they were in trouble, this group of elves who only wanted to steal money and the heads of the 'sons of battle' immediately dispersed, regrouped four miles behind the temporary camp of the barbarian King Gilal, and continued to sweep away the robberies along the way. Plunder.

Their team of more than sixty well-coordinated high elves alone seemed to be more destructive to the barbarian tribes than a violent young green dragon.

More than three hundred high elves, each with dozens or hundreds of years of combat experience, were swept away along the way.

Like three hundred mad dogs out of the cage, the tribes in the strongholds along the way were completely plundered, and the chickens and dogs were restless.

"That burning steel dragon actually has such a powerful high elf army under his command!"

This situation coincides with the constant messages of grief and help coming from the tribes behind him.

No one has made any connection between these ferocious bandits who are not like high elves, and the group of 'elf farmers' who have been defeated in battle for many years.

In just three days, more than three hundred high elf prisoners of war managed to achieve a brilliant result that the Loshinde tribe had not been able to achieve for 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 David, the red dragon. They have washed away their glory and have long since let go of their pride that once belonged to the high elves.

Especially the on-site teaching by Siatt, the drow shadow dancer teacher, will not engage in positional warfare with you, or engage in evenly matched encounters with you, but will engage in guerrilla warfare with you everywhere.

If you can't fight, fight, grab a handful along the way, if you can't fight, just disperse, there is no sloppiness at all.

Relying on the excellent physical fitness they have honed over the past three years, coupled with the naturally powerful agility of the high elves, this guerrilla war was like a blitzkrieg.

King Girard was so shocked that he finally gave in.

Half a month later.

After receiving the news, David, along with his father, younger sister, Nymphadora and a group of dragon relatives, finally arrived in front of the waiting and anxious barbarians who breathed a sigh of relief but were secretly on guard. In front of the valley marked by red embers.

Seeing seven giant dragons, two red, two silver, one green, one white and one brass, lined up on the cliff, the originally bustling barbarians couldn't help but secretly take a breath.

They knew that the red son of disaster had many giant dragons under his command, but they never expected that there were as many as six!

Especially what they didn't quite understand was the brass dragon whose mouth seemed to have a special ball stuffed in it. They could barely understand what the two silver dragons were!

One of them is actually a young silver dragon!

The majestic metal dragon, when did he end up collaborating with the red dragon?

Looking at the glances of the barbarians, the silver dragon sister Tanya didn't feel anything at all. She even felt a little proud and excited about following her brother for the first time.

The silver dragon father who was forced to use the 'cooperation agreement' by David to pull him from the dragon's nest as a 'helper' was much thinner-skinned. He turned his head away like a young lady from some family, but he was quite charming. A feeling of shyness and temptation as if holding a pipa half-hiding one's face.

Oh, the barbarians finally realized that their feelings were snatched back by the red dragon David Yutos, the son of disaster!

It seems that they are still a young silver dragon mother and son.

The dragon still knows how to play!

In the end, King Gilal, who forced himself to remain calm, stepped forward and loudly stated his purpose to the dragons headed by David:

"Under the crown of the great Dragon of Burning Steel, Davyutos, I am the King of Giral jointly elected by the eight barbarian tribes in this area.

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

“I come with sincerity to negotiate peace with you.

"I hope you can extinguish the fire like Katana's volcano.

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

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

He is quite eloquent, and he is indeed a barbarian who admires and secretly learned the culture of high elves.

David chuckled softly in his heart, but his face remained calm. He raised his head slightly and said with [arrogance]:

"I already know your intention, but I need to see your sincerity."

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

Following King Gilar's signal, hundreds of barbarians poured into the valley with their 'treasures' wrapped in large and small bags of cowhide.

It was just this colorful scene that should have made the dragons lose their composure. The dragons on the cliff, who had been shocked by the treasures that David had brought back from Spider Nest City, only glanced at it lightly and then returned to their arrogant look.

This is true even for the most ignorant white dragon, Mephile.

After all, there seemed to be a lot of these things in front of me, but apart from the sporadic gold nuggets, they were not very valuable.

Added up, Dingtian is barely worth a thousand pounds of gold.

It was less than one-fifth of what was brought back from Spider Nest City, and that was after being robbed by Tiamat herself.

No way, barbarians, poor.

Every time I had some savings, they were plundered away by the high elves who came to 'spread civilization' in an act of giving.

As soon as he saw the unblinking look of these giant dragons, King Gilal's heart immediately thumped, secretly thinking something was wrong.

Sure enough, seeing David seeming slightly dissatisfied, the dragon opened his mouth and said:

"It's not enough. Your sincerity is not enough."

The 'Son of War', who followed King Gilal and had various animal spirits tattooed on his body, immediately frowned, but did not break out after all.

King Gilar, who was also considered to have some power, seemed to have noticed something, patted the barbarian on the shoulder to comfort him, and immediately promised David:

“For a treasure of such value, I will raise another, but it will take me some time.

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

"Tell me." How could David not know what the other party wanted.

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

"I hope that Lord Davyutos can replace the high elves and resume trade with us barbarians and open a market on the spot."

"Yes." David said in his heart that it was indeed the case, but this was just a matter of plan.

Since someone is willing to send money to his door, it is much easier than having to work hard to rob him.

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

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

“In the meantime, we have another small request.

"We hope to obtain shipping routes to the New World and the technology to ensure navigation."

David immediately laughed angrily and asked just out of curiosity:

"What are you, a bunch of barbarians, doing in the New World?"

"Plunder." King Girard said loudly.

David's eyes suddenly narrowed into slits.