Sword of Dawn

The red dragon Calador stood beside a long charred table and said to Heragor who was sitting on the other side of the table.

This is one of the few "rooms" that are still intact in the temporary shelter. It was originally the pipeline control room of a certain factory. It has survived the blow, but it is not without damage—the room has several deep cracks from the roof to the wall, and some cracks can lead to the outside. The howling cold wind outside the house pours into these gaps, bringing not only sharp The howling, and the biting cold.

The dragon's physique can ignore the cold, but the psychological gap brought about by such a bleak situation cannot be avoided.

"How many dragons are there in this camp now?" Heragor raised his head and looked at Duke Moore who was silent.

"Two thousand—most of them are injured or are suffering from severe booster and hallucinogen backlash, and less than half of them can be called healthy," Duke Moore said. "The good news is that many wounded dragons also have some Labor capacity, at least to help find supplies after emergency treatment. In addition, we are sending search teams every day to search for compatriots who have awakened in the nearby ruins, and we have gradually increased our manpower."

"How big is the search area?" Heragor asked again.

"Currently limited to the surrounding area of ​​Agondor, the farthest to the Great Rift Valley on the west side - limited supplies, inconvenient communication, and wandering elemental creatures in the depths of the ruins making trouble, the search team dare not rush to leave the camp too far .”

"Elemental creatures?" Balogar frowned, "Why are there elemental creatures?"

"In the later stage of the battle, the power of the gods shattered the barrier of the main material world, and tore several gaps leading to the elemental world in the center of Tarrond—then the gap expanded to one-third of the continent, and countless elements Creatures surged out of it," Duke Moore knew that Balogar was not on the battlefield at that time, so he explained patiently, "Although the elemental power receded by itself after that, and the main gap healed, there were still quite a few A large number of wandering elemental creatures are active near the rift radiation belt, and there are countless small rifts remaining... These things may be difficult to dissipate within a few decades."

The room fell silent for a while, and after ten seconds of silence, Andal said: "The search work must continue, and it seems that there are more compatriots who have regained consciousness and are waiting for rescue in the ruins. Now Tallon Germany's communications have been cut off, and the wild environment has become extremely dangerous. The chances of these helpless compatriots surviving in the wilderness are decreasing every day. In addition, the search range must be expanded as much as possible, especially in the direction of the City of Gods, over there..."

Just when Andal was halfway through speaking, the distorted metal gate not far away was suddenly pushed open with a "creak", and Melita Pernia walked in from the outside with a tired face.After seeing the scene in the room, she was stunned for a moment, then bowed her head to salute Andal and Heragor, while the white dragon Noretta, who was sitting at the corner of the long table, stood up: "Are you back? Outside how is the situation?"

"The compatriots in the West District are struggling with the synergist withdrawal symptoms, but the situation in other regions is fine," Melita breathed out, trying to talk about the more optimistic part, "It can be seen that Speaker Andal and the others are back Afterwards, everyone was very encouraged, and those dragon eggs you brought back today... I feel that many dragons have been ignited by those dragon eggs."

"Noretta found a storage room for dragon eggs at the former site of the hatchery. She led a team to dig there for a long time and found hundreds of well-preserved dragon eggs," Calador turned to Hera. Gore Sanlong said, "We store those dragon eggs in the crypt in the center of the camp, and send the dragons to take turns looking after them-when the dragon eggs are transported back to the camp, everyone's morale has improved significantly."

"Store them separately, don't put them in a crypt," Baloger immediately reminded, "Now, both the above-ground buildings and the underground caves are very unstable. It will be safer to store those eggs separately."

Carrador nodded quickly: "Yes, I will arrange it in a while."

"But I really didn't expect that... you found intact dragon eggs," Andal couldn't help but said, his tone even trembling, "I thought they were all destroyed after the hatching factory collapsed... Just find the dragon egg, find the dragon egg, we can have a healthy new generation, and it is a new generation that is not affected by boosters and implants from birth... In the days to come, only this kind of Primitive dragons' can adapt to the dragon society that has lost the Omega system."

Andal's words made Melita feel a deep feeling in her heart - in the short period of time since she woke up, she has clearly realized a fact: the last stage of Tarrond civilization has ended , the gods and Omega have left, and the previous generation of dragons who grew up in the cradle have been thrown off the wheel with the changing times.Implants, boosters, automatic systems... These things once shaped the entire dragon society, but the dragon society she was familiar with had disappeared together with those things.In a new era... the dragons from scratch need a generation from scratch.

The dragon egg that Noretta finds in the ruins isn't just a morale-boosting "hope"—it's the actual "future" for the dragons.

"There should be more dragon eggs in the collapsed area of ​​the hatchery," Calador was also touched by the emotion of Speaker Andal, with an almost solemn expression on his face, "The next step is to search and rescue the wounded and collect supplies." Besides, our focus is to dig out those dragon eggs and move them to a relatively safe and stable place."

"Very well, it should be done," Speaker Andal nodded slowly, but then he shook his head again, his gaze slowly sweeping across the room, "But there is one more question, have you thought about it?"

Calador had a curious face on his face: "Another question?"

"...Do you know how to hatch dragon eggs?" Andal with a serious expression, looked at the young dragons such as Melita and Noretta, and even the relatively old dragon of Calador, with a tone of voice There was no hint of a joke in the middle, "Young dragons in the camp, does anyone know how to hatch dragon eggs without using factory facilities?"

As soon as this remark came out, the room fell silent again. Calador's expression froze for a moment, while Noretta fell into a thoughtful state. Melita thought carefully for a long time before hesitatingly said: " Throw it directly into the magma or the magic pool... well, probably it won't hatch, right?"

"You can only cook them," Calador glanced at Melita with a strange expression, and then looked at Andal, "I... probably know the process. It should maintain a suitable temperature and maintain a stable magic environment... ..."

"Even a red dragon like you only knows this, and you can imagine how well the dragons in the camp who are younger and more ignorant than you are at this level. I have no hope at all," Andal sighed. , slowly shook his head, "But it's not your fault, it's not any dragon... After all, before today, no one had considered the situation at this moment."

"...the dragons have been taken care of by the 'cradle' for too long, and this kind of thing can happen." Duke Moore also sighed, with a bitter and self-deprecating smile on the face of the old human form, "and hatching dragon eggs is just a matter of time." In the initial step, how to take care of the hatchlings without an automatic rearing system and a constant temperature nest is even more of a problem."

"Then what should we do?" Melita looked around at the people around her, feeling a little at a loss, "We can't even hatch eggs...then..."

"Then learn, learn from scratch, and learn these 'skills' that should be biological instincts," Heragor broke the silence and said in a low tone, "We old guys from ancient times at least know how to do it—we Little by little, I will teach the young dragons how to hatch eggs and take care of their young, but before that, there is one important thing."

He stopped in the middle of his speech, and Andal on the side knew what he was going to say, so he took over the rest of the words: "We can only hatch a part, or even a small part... until our food supply is stable, the camp raises Not so many whelplings."

"Let's start preparing now, select some dragons who are willing and able to take care of dragon eggs and baby dragons, and then we will teach them how to do it," Heragor said slowly, "Let's do it bit by bit, from zero Beginning, starting from hatching offspring, we will rebuild the Dragon Clan on this wasteland."

"In addition, I suggest that at least two dragons claim a dragon egg, or form a group to raise it together," Andal added on the side, "We need to avoid the loss of labor due to caring for the baby dragon, especially now that the polar day is over halfway, in the Before the colder polar night comes, we need to establish a relatively stable living environment as soon as possible, which requires a lot of labor."

Start from scratch, from a piece of wasteland - rebuild a home.

Melita looked up, and she saw Andal and Heragore discussing the future of the ethnic group, and then Calador and Balogar began to discuss how to expand the camp and find a stable source of food from nearby seas and islands, She saw Noretta sitting on the side, although she was tired, but her eyes kept bright light, and suddenly, another picture appeared in her mind——

For some reason, she thought of the small camp at the foot of the Dark Mountains a few years ago, of those weak humans who built houses on their shoulders in the wilderness, and reclaimed the wasteland, and thought of the tents and board houses by the Baishui River. There is that "pioneer" who seems to have infinite energy and countless creativity, who once stood beside a wasteland and outlined the future of the ethnic group.

Only a few years ago, she was a spectator of all that.

The picture in her memory overlapped with the picture in front of her eyes, but the state of mind she remembered back then was completely different from her present state of mind.

That human has created many interesting words, which one can be used here?Is it right or wrong?Or has time passed?Nothing seems right...

Melita was thinking wildly, just because what Andal and the others were discussing had reached a level beyond her comprehension, and she couldn't think of any useful opinions on issues involving overall planning, but she was in a trance for a while After that, her attention returned to this room, and Andal was discussing the idea of ​​rebuilding society with Duke Moore——

"The area we have explored is still too limited," Duke Moore said with regret, "Even if the search team has flown to the end of Agondor and the surrounding factory area, the entire Agondor area is still in the Tal Lund is just one of many cities... More than 90.00% of this continent is still in an unknown state. Maybe other places have established camps like this one, maybe they urgently need our help, maybe they have Resources that we desperately need, but we just can't connect with each other."

"There are wandering elemental creatures on the surface, and there are unstable space rifts or element channels in the sky at any time. All long-distance activities are dangerous. Sending an expeditionary exploration team without a safe route is tantamount to suicide," Andal shook his head and said, " Communications are now cut off, and the harsh natural conditions have separated the regions of Tarrond."

"We found some ancient communication devices, but almost all of them couldn't be turned on, and the few that could work couldn't receive the signal," Carador added, "Either there is really no other camp within the search range, or It's because the interference on the wasteland is too strong..."

They were discussing, and Melita was listening. Suddenly, she couldn't help but said, "How about... let's light a beacon, just like those humans."

Andal and Duke Moore stopped discussing immediately, and several pairs of eyes fell on Melita back and forth, which made the latter shrink her neck subconsciously: "I just came up with an idea... I remember when I saw what those humans did when they built the camps, they lit fires or shot beams of light in the wilderness to let the nearby refugees know the direction of the shelter...Of course, I may not have considered it carefully..."

"No, we're not questioning, we're just... a little surprised," Andal said, suddenly couldn't help but tapped his forehead with a smile, "We should have thought of such a simple and primitive method from the very beginning. "

"We only think about repairing the communication system or restarting the communication line," Heragor spread his hands. "After all, we have not used firelight to communicate with distant places for more than a million years."

"But in the current situation, it might not be of any use to light the beacon fire, right?" Noretta, who hadn't said much, looked at Melita and then at Heragor, and couldn't help but said, "Not to mention Speaking of how far the light and smoke of the beacon can travel, even if you can see it from a distance, there are still many obstacles that cannot be overcome in the wilderness. As far as we have explored so far, Agondor is almost blocked everywhere..."

"No, it's still useful, even if a survivor trapped in the ruins finds the camp after seeing the beacon fire, then it's still useful," Heragor shook his head and said solemnly, "And even if the situation Worst of all, as you said, the barrier in the wilderness stops everyone, and the beacon has a meaning, it can tell other camps and survivors who are still holding out, let them know-we are here."

"Let me prepare for this," Baloger said, "I will prepare the grandest fire, so that it can be clearly seen across the rift—the beacon that the dragons will light, not on a large scale No way."

Chapter 1053 The Stars of Tarrond

On the northern edge of Loren Continent, the brand-new port city "North Port" has begun to take shape. Although it will take some time before it becomes a truly prosperous transportation hub, this important city that gathers the most advanced technology of the empire and is supported by a large amount of resources and manpower The city can now reveal some of its future glory.

Next to the long coastline, a straight and wide port avenue runs through the east and west. The trestle bridge made of reinforced concrete and enchanted with permanent magic extends northward from the dock area, all the way straight into the sea. The large-scale anti-wave facilities rely on the offshore shallow water It was built in the area, forming a wide folding ruler-shaped embankment outside the port, and a large number of spiers with runes inlaid on the top protruding from the sea water on both sides of the embankment. Where the runes shine, the sea surface in the port is covered Further calm.

These are all technologies from Kraken or Naga - if it is researched by humans themselves, it is not known how long it will take for the magicians and craftsmen responsible for the construction of Beigang to explore from scratch.

On the other side of the port is the urban complex of Beigang. In addition to the wide and straight roads extending in all directions and wider and straighter than ordinary cities, the biggest feature of this "border city" located in the northernmost of the human countries is that it is distributed in Towers all over the city.These tall towers stand between the buildings. Apart from the shimmering rune panels on their surfaces, there are also a large number of metal pipes extending from the towers. The upper ends of these pipes are connected to huge magic devices, and the lower ends extend to The surrounding urban area, as well as the heat source factory set on the base of the tower - these ubiquitous towers and pipelines together constitute the ingenious and huge heat network in Beigang City, and it is also the most advanced and complex building in the Cecil Empire so far. Heating system.

It is precisely because of the existence of these thermal network channels that human beings can gain a firm foothold in this cold land.

"Ice Duke" Victoria Wilde stood at the end of a wide trestle bridge, facing the sea breeze and watching the direction of the waves, several Naga and Siren stood beside her, one of them had long black hair and corners of his eyes The beautiful sea monster with a tear mole propped up its body with its long snake tail, looked back at the direction of the city, and said with some emotion: "The development is so fast... Prosperous business is indeed the source of vitality of a city..."

"Ms. Cassandra, isn't the commercial activity of your Siren Kingdom prosperous?" Victoria turned her head and looked at the black-haired Siren curiously, "I seem to rarely hear you talk about the 'Io' continent. Condition."

"The Siren Kingdom...the situation in the Siren Kingdom is different from that on the mainland," the black-haired Siren named Cassandra thought for a while and said with a smile, "Of course we also have commercial activities, but our social rhythm more slowly, and less commercially active than on land—as you know, we came to this planet in a large spaceship, and for a long time, most of our social activities revolved around The ship and the few satellite cities around the forced landing site were launched. Of course, this situation has changed a bit recently. After Naga became part of the Kraken Kingdom, our society has gained new vitality, but on the whole, We're still a slow-paced bunch.

"There is one more point I need to correct you, Ms. Victoria - although our territory includes the continent of 'Io', more than [-]% of the sea monsters actually live on the seabed around the continent. Our interest in land is only because There are still some mineral deposits on it, but compared with the rich and generous ocean, it is still very unattractive. So if you are interested in sea monsters, you should not inquire about the mainland, you should inquire about our deep sea."

"A rich and generous ocean..." Victoria whispered thoughtfully, "Our Majesty once described the sea in this way..."

A gust of sea breeze blew, sending the chirping of distant seabirds. Viola, the deep sea witch with blue mid-length hair, looked up at the sky and interrupted the conversation between Victoria and Cassandra: "It's about time. Yes, Cassandra."

The black-haired sea monster came back to his senses, glanced at the undulating waves outside the breakwater, and the long snake tail behind him slowly curled and stretched: "Eternal storm... I'm really curious about what's going on underneath."

The several Naga who were preparing to accompany them began to check the weapons and equipment they needed to carry, and Victoria nodded to Cassandra: "In short, thank you very much for your willingness to help with this - to be honest, if you don't take action, we would like to It is indeed very difficult to detect the situation of the eternal storm."

"We are friends, it's just a matter of little effort," the black-haired sea monster smiled and waved his hands, "And to be honest, we are also very interested in that sea area, but that place has been shrouded by a powerful energy field for many years. Even we couldn't swim through it. Now that the storm has finally cleared, this is a good opportunity to satisfy curiosity."

While speaking, the Siren Lady swung her long tail and walked towards the edge of the breakwater in a meandering manner. Several Naga followed closely behind. Victoria stood behind and watched the team prepare to go to the northern sea. The special reconnaissance team who investigated the situation, watched them jump down from the edge of the breakwater, and their figures disappeared in the vast and undulating waves.

"I wish them all the best," Viola who stayed on the embankment withdrew her gaze towards the sea, then slightly swayed her long tail behind her, and asked curiously, "Again, we are all starting to formally We have investigated the situation of the Eternal Storm, aren't General Byron and the 'Bitter Winter' returning yet?"

"The Bitter Winter is still performing cruise missions in the eastern waters, and it is expected to last at least until the second half of the recovery month," Victoria shook her head. "For a ship designed to perform long-distance and long-term sea operations, this kind of The long-term mission is a very necessary test method, and we can also take this opportunity to verify the training effect of the navy and collect a lot of experience in ocean voyages."

Listening to Victoria's explanation, the deep sea witch Viola showed a thoughtful expression, while Naga Rudolph, who was once a high-level storm priest, couldn't help muttering: "It's just to perform training and testing tasks. Is it?"

There was no expression on Victoria's face: "...at least that ship and our sailors really need to perform training and testing missions."

……

At the edge of the Tarrond continent during extreme daylight, only dusk and day cycle alternately. The huge sun rises and falls on the horizon, making it difficult to distinguish the exact time of day. Melita stands on a high platform on the edge of the camp, overlooking the Looking at the majestic crown of the giant sun on the horizon, it took a long time to distinguish before vaguely judging that it should be "midnight" in the day.

From waking up to the present, she rarely has time to rest, but even so she is not much sleepy - the difficult situation and countless compatriots in need of help are her biggest motivation at this moment, and compared with Calador who hardly rests , she felt that she had recuperated long enough.

Footsteps came from behind, Melita turned her head and saw Noretta in human form walking up the platform.

"You are indeed here," the white dragon Noretta said with an expected expression, "You can almost see the entire camp from here—I like coming here too."

Noticing that Melita didn't speak for a while, and her face was full of preoccupations, Noretta sighed softly: "Are you still thinking about what was discussed in the meeting just now? What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about building more shelters and going to the coast to open up fishing grounds," Melita said, "and in the process, I can't help but think of humans... On the Loren Continent, the humans I was in charge of contacting .”

"Cecil?" Noretta raised her eyebrows, "It's true, our current situation is indeed easy to remind you of them back then. Everything was rebuilt in the same ruins, the same refugee situation...but today's Tal Lund is far more dangerous than the Dark Mountains, and the survival challenges we face far exceed those of humans."

"Correspondingly, we are far more powerful than those humans, aren't we?" Melita looked at her friend, "Although we have lost the implant, the booster, and the factory and The whole social system...but with their fangs and claws alone, dragons are still pretty powerful creatures."

Hearing this sentence, Noretta suddenly fell silent, and she spoke after a while, her tone seemed to be very complicated: "Yes, the Dragon Clan is still quite powerful with only fangs and claws...so before we found you, Kara and I Dole and Elder Duke Moore have discussed this. You know what my worst association is?"

"Your worst association?" Melita asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Remember those stories?" Noretta looked in the direction of the camp, and her eyes fell on those dragons who were using recycled waste materials to repair equipment, and melted steel with dragon breath to weld the separation wall, "Those old-fashioned hero adventures stories, those novels and poems called the 'classic dark system'."

"...Giant dragons are raging in the human world, occupying castles and towers, plundering treasures, kidnapping princesses and princes, accepting offerings from kings... and so on?" Some images emerged in Melita's mind, and she realized Under Noretta's words, the expression on her face suddenly became weird, "Are you thinking too much?"

"Now it seems that I am thinking too much. The first thing everyone thinks of after waking up in this wasteland is to rebuild their homes and save their compatriots, but whenever it is quiet, I still can't help but think wildly," Noretta shook her head with a self-deprecating smile, "This wasteland is so huge, there are still many survivors who are separated by the ruins on the vast land, and they...maybe there is no hope like here. When they Hungry enough, when they realize that the temple agencies and councils that used to approve departure permits are no more... how long do you think it takes them to realize that the warmer human world has far more food than here? And there is still No radiation, no wind, no wandering elementals."

Melita really hadn't thought about this aspect, but after listening to Noretta's words, she quickly fell silent after being astonished, and remained silent for half a minute before suddenly saying: "...we can't degenerate into Beasts—we are a civilized and rational race, how can we..."

"Our civilization is gone, and 'decency' and 'pride' will eventually give way to reality—even if we are dragons," Noretta said word by word. "Of course, most of us will choose Proudly face this wasteland, but maybe there will be a few... even if it is a very small part, they may choose the despicable path."

"...What greets them will not be the swords and bows of adventurers, but more likely to be the arcane missile anti-aircraft guns in the northern border of Cecil and the laser arrays of the Typhons," Melita shook her head, "Those Old-fashioned stories are just stories, and human beings are not as weak and deceitful as in the stories. They may have been far weaker than Tarrond in the past, but today... not necessarily."

"However, it is undeniable that the dragon race that fell into despair after losing the shackles of society is still a very big hidden danger. Our innate power is too strong, but the starting point of most mortals in this season's civilization is too weak," Noretta sighed, " That's why we have to find a way - we can't let the proud ethnic group fall into such a dark and despicable state, and the most urgent thing we can do now is to bring some survivors who may exist in the wilderness. hope."

"Bring a little hope?" Melita repeated subconsciously.

"That idea you came up with is really great," Noretta suddenly laughed in the dim light of dusk, "maybe even you don't realize how great it is."

"My idea?" Melita was stunned for a moment before she realized, "Oh, you mean to light the flame? Actually, I just had a whim... After all, I have been active in the human world for so long."

Noretta was still smiling, and glanced back at the tallest abandoned tower post in the southwestern corner of the camp: "Lord Balogar is about to light the flames - it is said that he repaired a supercharged tower dug out of the ruins. device, that thing spews enough flames to span the entire plain..."

Melita also cast her gaze over subconsciously. Under the dim skylight, in the most primitive and natural field of vision without any additional filters and visual enhancement systems, she saw the tall tower, the top of the tower. There were vague shadows swaying on the platform, and a little fire occasionally flickered.

She blinked her eyes, wanting to see more clearly, but at this moment, the flames soaring into the sky, accompanied by a burst of pressurized roar, suddenly tore apart the dim dusk!

A huge pillar of flame rose up, piercing the cloudy and dark sky above the ruins of Agondor as if piercing through the sky and the earth. The bright light, as Noretta said, could be seen on the entire plain.

Many dragons in the camp were startled by the flames, and they all raised their heads to look in the direction of the tower post. Even those dragons who were suffering from the backlash of the synergist and who were already a little delirious were also shocked. Attracted attention for a while.

Melita's lavender eyes reflected the rising flames in the camp. She was a little surprised, and it took a few seconds before she moved her eyes away.

She looked out of the camp, her eyes sweeping across the dark plains covered by filthy clouds.

The undulating scorched land, the hideous torn city ruins, the molten and twisted steel wreckage, everything is shrouded in silence and darkness.

What rose from the ruined camp of Agondor was actually the only fire in the world.

Melita stood on the high platform and looked into the distance. She didn't find anything after looking for a long time. She finally sighed regretfully. Noretta beside her said softly: "Maybe they haven't seen it yet, or they may have seen it." There was a signal but we couldn't see..."

A faint fire mass suddenly appeared in the sight of Melita and Noretta. It rose from the end of the horizon and dissipated in the sky for only a short time, but a few seconds later there was another mass of the same fire mass. Flames rose from the same place.

Noretta couldn't say the rest of the words, she and Melita's eyes widened together, and just a few seconds later, a new light appeared in their field of vision - that light came from another direction, it was A bolt of lightning, apparently magically made.

Then came the third and fourth signals.

Or a faint breath of dragon flames, or a bright lightning, or just a cloud of smoke that suddenly rises from the ruins, they seem to respond to the flames of Agondor, rising from all over the barren and scorched plain Get up, big and small, far and near.

One of the closest signals was even near the camp.

Melita's eyes widened—

In the dim and gloomy sky, these faint lights shone like stars.

Chapter 1054

The rays of light rising in the wilderness are actually very weak, and compared with this vast land, their number is pitifully small, but even so, in these short few minutes, Melita still felt as if they filled her entire body. vision—she couldn't even look away.

After a while, some of the light went out temporarily, but the rest stayed on, shining like stars in this cold and dim "polar midnight".

"The one over there—the farthest, at the foot of that mountain, there may be another camp," Noretta also stared into the distance with wide-eyed eyes, pointing to a cluster of fire lights at the end of her vision, with a trace of Excited, "Can you see it? There are a few smaller light sources moving around there, maybe it's a patrolling team!"

"I saw it, I saw it," Melita said repeatedly, "and to the east of the camp, in the direction of the former Ruth River Valley, several fireballs rose there just now... Maybe a few survivors gathered together... ..."

Noretta quieted down, staring at those places for a long time, and broke the silence after a long time: "Now they should be able to last longer..."

Melita scratched her hair, didn't know what to answer for a while, and held back a few syllables after a long time: "Yes, that's true..."

……

On the high sentry tower, the soaring flames were blazing with the assistance of the supercharging device. Although the cold wind from the direction of the coast was still howling, it was still unable to blow out the dazzling flames. Baloger stood on the supercharging device Next to it, it was not until it was confirmed that these things could run stably that the matter here was handed over to other dragons, and they turned and left the sentry tower.

He came to a nearby high platform, where Andal and Heragor were standing in the night wind, looking towards the direction of the distant plain, and some other red dragons were standing on the edge of the high platform, concentrating on recording something .

"Did you see those signals just now?" Andal was the first to turn his head and said to Baloger when he heard the footsteps behind him, "There are more than we imagined!"

"I saw it, but I'm sure it's not as clear as you guys." Balogar couldn't help smiling—he even felt that he hadn't smiled like this in 1000 years. "The pillar of fire over the sentry tower is very bright, some Obscuring my vision - as I said, it was a very big 'bonfire'."