Under the Red Dragon

The earth, water, wind, and fire of the Long Summer Lands gradually subsided, leaving behind a terrain resembling an inland sea, with countless scattered mountains and rocks floating on the edge of the inland sea.

Originally corrupted by demons, the rich and vast Long Summer Lands had become a desolate place, unable to recover its former appearance for centuries.

In the war between the Demon King and the Dragon King, this fertile land was completely destroyed.

However, the nearly one million humans who survived in Valyria no longer mourned this fertile homeland. When the Dragon King led his dragon horde to fly over the city,

the remaining area of the entire Valyrian peninsula resounded with thunderous cheers.

One by one, ragged women, children, the elderly, and adults wept with joy, throwing their last remaining possessions into the air, their cheers rising higher and higher.

“The great Dragon God has defeated the Demon King from Hell and saved the world!”

“Praise the God of Light, the God of Flame and Fire, the Dragon God, the dragons soaring in the sky, the savior of mankind!”

“We have won! Victory! Victory!”

Some madmen even tore their clothes off, running naked through the dilapidated city, venting their joy.

“In the name of bronze and fire, we honor the great Dragon God, we honor all the great True Dragons!”

The Targaryen family and the Aurion family, among the first dragonlord families to join the empire, were even more elated, shouting the name of the Dragon God and raising their Valyrian steel swords to swear their allegiance to the dragons in the sky.

These clever dragonlord families survived this world's catastrophe because of their choices, while most of the other dragonlord families had already been reduced to ashes, which shows how fortunate they were.

“The great Dragon God, the God of Light, the God of the Sun, all the gods in this world are incarnations of your mighty power and glory. You are a god more revered than the thief R'hllor, destined to bring fire and warmth, light and sun to the earth.”

Sakaro led his followers, prostrating themselves before the Dragon King and the powerful dragons.

This tidal wave of joy made the dragons somewhat unaccustomed.

The female red dragon, Klaynyia, landed, her limbs clinging to a roofless tower, frowned, and muttered hoarsely, “Something's not right. We're here to take over the whole world, but how did we become saviors? The changes in this world, like Kalon, always confuse me.”

“Glug, glug,” the two heads of the white dragon, Camide, made meaningless laughter. He grinned, revealing his fangs, and looked at the demon dragons lying on the ground, not daring to take off in the presence of the dragons.

He whispered with a laugh, “Luckily, Kediloss didn't come, otherwise, there would be many more red dragon bloodline descendants in this world.”

The green dragon, Antagena, landed on the huge Sphinx, her sharp claws scratching several huge claw marks on the Sphinx.

The cheers and worship of the masses made the green dragon, who liked to control people's hearts, very enjoyable. She squinted her slender eyes, scanned the countless humans, and began to calculate how to maximize the value of these humans.

On the other hand, those huge demon dragons were unpopular in the eyes of the green dragon. Their size was similar to that of the dragons, but several times or even ten times larger, which was unbearable for the proud five-colored dragons.

One by one, the demon dragons felt the threat to their lives in the pupils of the green dragon, Antagena, and couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

The white dragon lord, Gomot, spread his wings and looked down from above, proudly saying, “The Demon King has been completely defeated and killed by the Dragon King at the end of this continent. You should naturally thank and honor the King of Dragons.”

“The demons have also been defeated by the dragons, so you should naturally honor the dragons.”

“If you honor the King of Dragons and the dragons as you honor the Golden Empire, then you are the citizens of the Golden Empire and should naturally be protected by the Empire!”

The white dragon lord's voice, with the intonation of a dragon, was loud enough to be heard by everyone in this sky of cheers. The deep dragon voice carried the innate majesty of a True Dragon.

So millions of people bowed their heads.

Jilenis and the dragon-blooded werewolf, Saha, took the lead in resounding.

“Praise our Lord, praise the Emperor of the Golden Empire, praise the Gogmora Dragon Clan, the Crown of All Dragons!”

Millions of people, their voices resounded through the clouds, scattering the clouds in the sky.

“Praise our Lord, praise the Emperor of the Golden Empire, praise the Gogmora Dragon Clan, the Crown of All Dragons!”

So the Ancestral Red Dragon spread its wings, the burning dragon flames flowing on its wings, and the light of the sun wheel shining on it, like a golden sun.

The praise of these mortals could no longer stir up his vanity and waves. He was only moving forward for his own purposes, not acting for the cheers of these mortals.

Moreover, the praise of these mortals was no different from bragging. Some mortals could even shout out the title of God of Gods, King of Kings, which did not arouse Kalon's interest. No matter how arrogant Kalon was, he knew that he could not bear such a title at present.

Now, flattering the Ancestral Red Dragon is considered a high-level skill.

So a deep voice resounded, with an unquestionable majesty, enveloping the entire Valyrian city.

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“Disperse, after victory, you should enjoy pleasure!”

The words of the Ancestral Red Dragon, with the power of a law-abiding truth, made all the residents of the city disperse, leaving only the soldiers of the Empire's legions.

The soldiers were extremely excited, but some of the legion soldiers who were completely demonized or devilized were apprehensive.

Even in the 'Burning Hoof' Legion, these completely demonized and devilized warriors, who could no longer return to their original human form, were considered failures.

In the legion regulations, these warriors need to be under close monitoring and are always ready to be the target of the elimination plan.

They did not know what the Emperor of the Empire would think of them, but in front of this Ancestral Red Dragon, even if they were unwilling to die like this, they could not have a trace of resistance.

But Kalon's dark golden pupils swept over these demonized and devilized warriors without revealing a trace of change, making the apprehensive hearts of the legion soldiers gradually calm down.

“I promised, I would find you again,” Kalon said gently, “Now I have done it, I have come to take you home.”

“Home! Praise our Lord!”

The warriors of the Dragon Legion shouted, and a warm atmosphere spread among the warriors. Even the heroic spirits in the golems laughed in a muffled voice.

“Rosani, aren't you going to wake up yet!” Kalon turned his head and said lightly.

Crack, crack, the enormous body of the earth cracked inch by inch, and the dim eyes of the black dragon lord, Rosani's elemental body, finally lit up.

Sleepy, two short chapters.