You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 402 I think you really want to die!
Idne made a blatant threat.

This is no joke.

The land of Igor has a harsh environment, backward agricultural technology, and has not yet entered civilized society.

The social system is that of a primitive tribe, the spiritual civilization is that of primitive beliefs, and the material survival is that of primitive hunting and fishing, which fully embodies the laws of nature. It is a living example of the survival of the fittest.

The Igors typically don't play games, or rather, they haven't yet learned the intrigue and political wisdom of civilized people.

The true society of Igor follows only one law—

Whoever has the biggest fist has the most say, and everyone listens to them!

Roman admitted that he had misjudged those barbaric and backward pirates, mistakenly believing that they had truly learned the art of forming alliances and attacking nearby enemies.

The reality proved them wrong.

There is no benefit in backing down to them, except in compromising during war.

Has Alex really gotten too arrogant and thinks he's invincible? This boost from the dragon clan has completely shattered the pirates' confidence.

Treat him like a subordinate, acknowledge him as your boss? There's nothing more to say!
Burn down the valley? You'd better leave your life behind first!
Margaret was the first to make a move.

The moment Roman spoke, she suddenly gripped the air with both hands, as if choking someone.

The blood spell is in effect!

The red dragon's vertical pupils blazed brightly, its blood boiling and causing it considerable discomfort. With a sudden jerk of its neck, it opened its ferocious maw and spewed out blazing flames that swept across the land like a line of fire, scorching the earth.

boom!
'Delta Sign!' The twin witches simultaneously cast the spell and formed the hand seal.

They were seated in their positions, proficient in various spells, and could easily cast basic defensive spells.

A silver magical shield appeared in front of everyone, keeping the flames and high temperatures at bay.

Bertrid's abdomen swelled, and the power of the dragon flames he spewed increased to an even greater level!

Click!

boom!
The dragon's flames intensified, and the shield shattered in less than a second!
The giant eagle let out a cry, its wings swirling like a whirlwind, and carried the magical witch into the sky!

The other figures also dodged away, leaving only the twins in place, engulfed by the dragon flames.

Shasta moved with agility, performing a front flip to escape the range of the dragon's flames. After landing, she blocked the dragon's line of sight and charged towards the red dragon. Her speed was as fast as lightning, like an elf in the smoke. Braving the strong wind, she leaped into the air, drew her cursed dagger, and swiftly stabbed it at the Ego witch.

Idne's knuckles protruded as she raised her right hand, drawing mysterious runes in the air. Simultaneously, the numerous metal ornaments on her body glowed and trembled.

Before Shasta's wrist could even fall, he felt a powerful repulsive force, and his entire body was impacted, sending him flying backward.

The next second, Idne was in excruciating pain all over her body, her blood was flowing backward, and her soul was shaken as if it was about to leave her body.

Ego the Witch turned her head and met Scarlet Witch's cold gaze.

The old witch acted swiftly, pinching her fingers together to ignite the various magical mushrooms she carried. The rapidly burning mushrooms emitted thick purple smoke, which Idne inhaled like an addict.

A look of confusion crossed Margaret's face; she sensed that the spell's power had been weakened.

The Ego witches are enigmatic, but their heritage is equally ancient. One-third of the witch forest's potion system comes from Ego, one-third from Azure Moon, and the remaining third is the magical knowledge they developed when they were court witches.

call!
The red dragon, carrying Idene, soared into the air, neither of them expecting the opponent's counterattack to be so fierce.

"Magic eruption!" Before the dragon flames had even dissipated, the twins' shouts could be heard from within.

The next instant, a stunning and dazzling silver beam shot from the ground into the sky, heading straight for the red dragon.

boom!
The dragon scales shattered on the spot, and bright red dragon blood splattered on the ground. Bertrid staggered, but instead of falling, he rose into the air at an even faster speed, his flapping wings stirring up a gale, and countless dust particles obscuring his vision.

"Come down!" Margaret managed to say with difficulty. She gripped the void tightly, as if she were pulling a mountain.

Bertried's body swayed and stopped ascending. It felt a powerful gravity pulling at its soul, especially at the wound, which felt extremely heavy. Blood gushed out from there, completely out of its control.

Idne was startled, sensing impending doom. She flicked her fingers, and the potion flew out, landing in Bertrid's mouth. The primal potion stimulated the red dragon's bloodline, granting it immunity to magical control. "Roar!" The red dragon let out a high-pitched roar, its powerful cry engulfing all life in the battle zone below, intimidating their minds.

Margaret felt as if struck by lightning; a sharp pain shot through her head, and the spell was interrupted.

"Huh?" Idne narrowly avoided the dagger behind her back—Shasta had somehow climbed up the dragon's spine again.

Shocked by Idne's successful dodge, Shasta tried to strike again, but Idne blocked her right wrist. Shasta had no choice but to switch to her left hand to wield the dagger, switching hands with remarkable agility as she continued her attack.

However, Idne's fighting skills were rough and simple, and her combat experience was no less than that of any conquering knight.

The two fought with lightning speed, risking their lives, and exchanged three or four blows on the dragon's back.

Bertried was bombarded by beams again, his body swayed violently and he was seriously injured. The Nightmare Witch lost her balance and was kicked down by the Ego Witch.

The giant eagle circled, wanting to fly up but not daring to, a biological instinct, feeling helpless in the face of the tough dragon scales.

Upon seeing Shasta fall from the sky, it immediately spun around and caught her with its claws.

The next second, the fireball was ejected and streaked across the sky like a meteor.

The dragon flames and the giant eagle brushed past each other, the residual high temperature distorting the air before falling to the ground, causing an explosion and igniting a haystack.

The giant eagle swooped down, dropping Shasta and carrying Margaret nearly a hundred meters into the air, not far from the red dragon.

The Scarlet Witch's blood-red hair danced wildly in the air, her hands suddenly reaching out like demonic claws, seizing the dragon's soul. Bertrid let out a mournful cry, and a silver beam, far stronger than the previous one, shot out from below; he sensed his impending death.

Idne panicked and uttered obscure incantations, black liquid flowing from between her teeth, looking quite eerie. She sketched some kind of divine runes in the air.

"Gate to the Underworld!" Idne uttered the word, not in Sinnoh or Ego, but in an ancient, foreign language.

Margaret was shaken to her core, her pupils contracting sharply. Under the influence of the spell, whether it was an illusion or something else, she seemed to see another world in the void… a world of souls… calling to her, calling to her, calling to her…

Bertried broke free from the Scarlet Witch's restraints, and crimson energy surged rapidly from his abdomen, passing through his chest, neck, and dragon head before finally bursting forth!

call! !

The dragon flames burned straight downwards, colliding with the silver beam below. The two powerful energy flows canceled each other out, resulting in an explosion.

The twins held hands, their legs off the ground, floating in mid-air, with the silver moon gem shining brightly above their heads, like a bright moon.

'Moonstone.' Idne narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing it like a viper.

In the sky, three legs stand in a tripod formation.

The giant eagle seized Margaret, the twin witches floated in the sky, and Idne rode a red dragon.

No sooner said than done, the entire battle lasted less than ten seconds from the start of the fight.

On the other side, Roman found the Great Bow of the Cracked Armor, came to the open space, and with tremendous force from his arms, pulled it into a crescent shape.

'I think you really want to die!' Roman repeated these words to himself with a cold look in his eyes.

Whoosh! ! !
The magic steel arrow, offline and carrying immense kinetic energy, tore through the air with a piercing whistle.

By the time Bertrid realized it, it was too late; he only managed to avoid a fatal blow.

boom!
The hard dragon scales shattered like glass!
puff!
The magic steel arrow, like a wide razor, pierced deep into the dragon's body, staining the sky with blood.

"Lord Bertried! Let's go!" That arrow was like the last straw. The old witch felt the fear of her life being threatened, which chilled her to the bone. There was definitely something here that could kill them. Dragons have strong vitality, but they can't withstand such an attack.

Without any hesitation, Bertried dragged his badly wounded body northward, leaving a trail of blood along the way.

Margaret was lost in thought, wondering why she didn't give chase.

The twin witches stood in mid-air, watching their departing figures, remaining silent for a long time as well.

It's confirmed! That old witch wouldn't even be able to sit at the table in the current witch grove. Even during the conquest period, she would most likely have been a high-ranking witch.

(End of this chapter)