Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 147: Pioneers 20 Years Ago

A magnificent silver dragon suddenly appeared, defeated the evil monster, and saved the helpless Niksaran refugees.

That's how things worked out in the eyes of those Niksarans.

While Nemesis was dealing with the corrupted wyvern, the leader of the refugees, Valosan, was looking at the dragon with excitement in his eyes.

"The power of divine magic is the power of Oghma, the god of knowledge!"

Nemesis was attracted by the voice, and was curious that there was anyone in this new world who knew the name of Oghma.

He looked over and saw a middle-aged man with dark brown hair and a messy beard. His skin looked different from the surrounding Niksalans. Although equally dark, it was obviously tanned, which was very different from the natural yellow-black skin of these Niksalans.

"Excuse me, great dragon, are you from the continent of Faerun?"

The man looked at him and asked with a trembling but expectant voice, but in contrast, a Niksaran girl who looked to be in her 20s beside him had a gloomy expression. She nervously held the man's hand and looked at the dragon with pleading eyes.

The giant dragon dragged its huge body, walked up to them step by step like a mountain, lowered its head, and stared at the man with its dark purple eyes.

"People from Furen? How did you come to this continent?" Nemesis asked with some confusion.

Yes, the man in front of him was a pure human from Faerun.

"I was originally a nobleman in Waterdeep City, named Varosan Wood. Twenty years ago, I was kidnapped by a group of pirates while I was out at sea."

"The leader of that group of pirates said they were looking for some new continent. I was left on the ship to do hard labor. I thought I was doomed, but who knew I would actually come to this new continent called Maztec."

"Later." The man turned his head to look at the girl, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"I took the opportunity to escape from the pirates and met Metitis. She took me in and I settled down here."

Nemesis asked again: "Then why did so many of you come here?"

After Varosan explained it further, Nemesis realized that there was a war between the Huakli Alliance not far away and the Kurtaka Kingdom in the northeast.

Although both parties are from the Niksaran people, the aggressive nature hidden in the blood of this nation allows them to attack without mercy even against their own people.

As for the refugees in front of them, they all escaped from the Huakli Alliance, which was a temporary alliance formed by six city-states that built pyramids. Its purpose was to compete with the Kurtaka Kingdom.

However, the gap in strength between the Huakli Alliance and the Kingdom was too great, so they began to recruit troops across the country and madly exploited the peasants. These hundreds of refugees were people who could not survive in the Huakli Alliance and wanted to escape and look for opportunities.

Varosan's words made Nemesis feel that these Niksalans not only looked like humans, but also behaved like humans.

Perhaps they both come from the same source, but with different skin colors.

In comparison, the Paites are quite different from humans. Although they look similar to humans, they are more similar to dwarves.

Meeting a being who seemed to be from the same hometown, even if it was a legendary dragon, made Varosan very excited. He made up his mind and asked with gritted teeth: "Excuse me, do I still have a chance to return to Faerun?"

As soon as he finished asking the question, the girl's face changed drastically. She looked at Varosan sadly and held his hand even tighter.

Nemesis sneered and said, "Go back? Why should we go back?" Seeing the other party's puzzled look, Nemesis laughed.

"You may not know this yet, but the colonial army of Feren has already landed in the southeastern bay of the Maztec continent."

"Next, the era of Sword Coast will be the era of expedition to Maztec. How many wealthy nobles have tried their best to get a place in the Golden Legion, but you have already established a foothold here, but you want to go back?"

Varosan looked stunned, he didn't expect that the people of Furen had already come to Maztec.

But colonization
As if he had thought about the future of these natives, Valosan's expression not only did not become excited, but rather a little worried.

The girl next to him noticed his worry and asked softly, "What's wrong, my love?"

There was pity in Nemesis' eyes, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Am's army will set foot on the entire Maztec continent and conquer all the ancient kingdoms that stand in its way. If your shamans are as powerful as this otter, then I suggest that you kneel down and surrender immediately. You may get a better ending."

The dragon's words carried a chill like the wind blowing from a glacier, so cold that Maititis felt as if he had fallen into an icy hell.

"Is what he said true, Valosan?" Metitis hurriedly pushed Valosan's shoulder, trying to get a negative answer.

But Varosan did not refute. As a noble of Waterdeep, he knew too well the power of the Amn Empire. Having lived here for twenty years, and as a level 10 warrior, he also knew too well how weak the career system of this new continent was.

"No, wait, there are also gods! The Maztec gods will not sit idly by and watch everything happen!" Metitis said hurriedly, as if he had thought of something.

A dull, thunderous laugh emanated from the dragon's chest, as if it had heard some great joke, causing Maititis to clench his fists angrily and shout, "What's wrong! Am I wrong?"

"Your god? Little girl, your god has given up on you. At least the god of the Pait people has done so. I hope that the god of you, the Nikesaran people, can have some backbone." Nemesis said regretfully.

Maititis was stunned for a moment, lost all his strength, and sat down on the ground.

"So, where can we go, my love? Should we return to the country that has treated us so cruelly and tell my fellow countrymen that a greater danger is approaching?"

Maitis looked at Varosan blankly. She had already planned a wonderful life for the two of them after they found their paradise, and she didn't want to return to that land full of pain.

However, she did not want to put her own happiness above the lives of her compatriots.

The people of Niksaran will never surrender, for warlike nature is in their bones. Even their gods, the gods of water and fire, are cruel gods who often demand blood sacrifices from their believers.

Once they encounter the Empire of Amn, the most brutal war is bound to break out until one side is destroyed.

"You still have a choice," said the powerful dragon.

"Submit to me. I am still short of a few workers to build the Mage Tower for me. If you become my followers, I can guarantee that neither the Golden Legion nor the Kingdom of the Niksalans will be able to pose a threat to you again."

Maititis looked up at him, then lowered his head in confusion: "How is this possible?"

The girl had never heard of a dragon, nor had she ever seen its power. In her heart, she never believed that there was any force that could be an enemy of the Niksalans.

(End of this chapter)