Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 196 The Empire’s rule begins today!
The sound of drums, trumpets and conch shells is passionate and generous, and the huge bells are roaring and solemn, in the majestic and magnificent triumphal march.

The triumphant soldiers and their honor guards passed through the scarred city walls and entered the king's capital, facing the fluttering flags.

Four extremely tall and fully armed imperial guards wearing heavy magic armor raised the dragon flag. The flaming blood-red cloaks behind them were like blood-stained royal flags. They led the triumphant soldiers across the high towers in the city one after another.

Dye the dragon's royal flag red with the enemy's blood.

But the imperial guards who used to be the envy of the people were no longer the focus of the audience. The people's focus was on the center of the team.

Those metal dragons were completely red, as if burning in flames. They were bound by chains forged from molten lava and fire by the Golden Supreme Lord Kalon Gogmora with his innate power and magic.

These metal dragons all looked depressed and humiliated. Their former noble pride and self-esteem were completely shattered by the king of dragons.

The bronze dragon Gross's green skin seemed to be burned red by chains of fire, and his dragon eyes were filled with humiliation and grief.

The red fire chain that pierced his jaw had penetrated deep into his nostrils, just like the nose rings that pierce those disobedient cattle and horses.

If Gross, the fierce and unruly bronze dragon, dares to resist, the red fire chain that embodies the power and will of the ancestral red dragon will drill deeply into his flesh and blood, causing him pain that burns his soul and body.

The other metal dragons were much smarter. The horrific blood hole in the body of the female bronze dragon Natarelli had been temporarily healed thanks to the dragon's powerful healing ability and healing spells.

At this moment, she was walking slowly behind Gross with her head down, in shame. The proud dragon could hardly tolerate such deliberate humiliation.

The once holy silver dragon Valkyrie Chris Tiana, on the contrary, held her beautiful and dignified head high. Even after failure, this proud silver dragon did not lose the temperament of the silver dragon clan, although this silver dragon's eyes were also flashing with immense anger and embarrassment.

The once most arrogant and conceited ancestor golden dragon Obilash was pierced by chains of evil fire and tied to a long exhibition cart, which was slowly moved forward by eight dragon beasts.

Among these metal dragons, the smallest female bronze dragon Natarelli is eighteen meters long, and the silver dragon Chris, who has just entered adulthood, is twenty-one meters long.

Although the ancestral golden dragon Obirash is only seventeen meters long, the majesty and body of the golden dragon are the most outstanding and powerful among the true dragon species. It looks like its body is forged out of solid stone dyed with gold.

This made the onlookers excited, proud, and a little scared, and they talked about it in surprise.

Even for some people who watched the battle between several giant dragons, when they really faced the majesty of the dragons up close, it was still difficult to erase the oppressive feeling brought by the huge size and majesty of the dragons.

"These few idiots dare to challenge the majesty of the Grand Lord today. They really don't know how to live or die. There is no need for the Dragon Lord in the dragon group to take action. The Grand Lord was once a strong man who fought in the arena. It is said that no one has ever been able to defeat the Grand Lord."

This was a fanatical supporter of the red dragon. He stood in the crowd and glanced proudly at several metal dragons. Although his legs felt a little weak because they were too close, he still straightened his chest and spoke confidently.

Kalon Gogmora has never been shy about his past and origin. Even his dark past only adds a touch of legendary color to his way forward.

Therefore, the stories of every dragon in the dragon group and their past experiences have almost all been known to the people through communications with the outside world.

The crowd was talking about it. Nora, who came here to watch with the mixed-race boy Natis, her eyes lit up. She decided to follow the story of the Red Dragon and train in the arena in the royal capital.

"Who would have thought that the most noble gold dragons, silver dragons, and bronze dragons among the true dragons would be used as trophies at this moment and exhibited to those tiny races and creatures that the true dragons considered to be worthy of pity."

The steel dragon Midir, who had transformed into a human merchant, stood in the crowd and sighed softly.

Although all dragons like to watch the fun, seeing these powerful and noble metal dragons being treated like this, even this steel dragon couldn't help but be shocked by the power of the ancestral red dragon.

"Well, it seems that the Gogmora dragon group will not object to other dragons joining, as long as they obey their laws and rules."

The Steel Dragon Midir's thoughts turned to the real estate business that this race loved the most.

"Maybe I can join the dragon group. The dragon group is quite powerful. They can give me protection and I can also do the business I like."

"Tsk tsk, the real estate business in the Dragon Territory is an undeveloped golden land! I think if I can seize the opportunity, maybe I can fill my treasure house just by collecting rent like that senior."

Behind these metal dragons that were regarded as trophies were neatly arranged teams of legionnaires. These warriors clad in iron armor had already regarded this moment as a ceremony of review and triumph for the monarch.

Therefore, everyone was in high spirits and marched towards the square in neat steps. The steel jungle was solemn and silent, giving the people a strong sense of confidence and pride.

The onlookers did not hesitate to boast and praise. They shouted and then beat their hands on their chests over their hearts to pay tribute to these respectable soldiers.

Each of the warriors in these legions is an elite who has emerged from the bloodbath. They are awe-inspiring and resolute in will. They are the most steadfast shield and the strongest spear of the dragon group.

The rows of legionnaires made many onlookers, including noble spectators who had cooperative relations with the dragons, look serious.

Even among these warriors, the elite legions maintained by the nobles, it is difficult to find soldiers with the quality comparable to that of the Dragon Legion warriors.

This is the natural advantage of the monster race, and the dragons have endowed them with strict discipline and loyalty, which is enough to crush any legion of hostile forces.

Even those relatively thin beast riders, the greenskins and kobolds riding on the beasts seemed to have an exceptionally firm will to fight.

"With such powerful and loyal warriors, it's no wonder that the dragons were able to achieve the ultimate victory in the war against the orcs. Powerful dragons combined with a strong army are simply unstoppable!"

This was a common thought shared by the nobles and outsiders.

Vampire Count Renis was surrounded by vampire warriors wearing simplified version of Night Walker armor in the crowd. Looking at the fierce attack of the dragon army, he couldn't help but sigh.

"What a strange group of dragons, giant dragons with wisdom. The country they lead is destined to rise in this wasteland. If I had such a loyal and powerful army, even if I were a vampire duke, I would dare to spy on it!"

Several people with hair dyed brighter than the colors of dragon scales also stood in the crowd, like the gang of porters born in the Golden Seaport, huddled together, whispering to each other, staring in amazement.

Because behind these solemn legion formations is the last to appear, coming slowly, a group of dragons led by the ancestral red dragon, the Supreme Lord Caron Gogmora.

Charon walked at the front of the dragon group, stepped into the city, and walked through the crowd of onlookers.

During these years of slumber, his talent [Transcendence Growth] was constantly growing. Even though a lot of energy and nutrition were used to adjust his body shape and evolve his body structure and organs, his body still reached 19 meters.

The dragon horns formed by the six knotty forces demonstrated his nobility and power. Even though he had deliberately restrained the majesty of the ancestral red dragon, the aura emanating from his blood still seemed unparalleled and overbearing.

His restrained temperament was as majestic and unpredictable as a monarch's. His huge, beautiful and strong body brought a sense of oppression and charm, which miraculously stopped the cheers of all the people at the same time.

The Golden People bowed their heads to their king, paying the highest respect. Then, as the dragon song sounded quietly, they raised their heads again and sang the song of the dragon's rule.

People from outside also followed suit. The mysterious singing dragon also lowered its head at this moment, and sang the dragon songs of ancient times from its melodious voice, which mixed in with the dragon songs and responded melodiously.

"Is this the Red Dragon King that it also calls a dominant creature? He looks really majestic. Even the ancient vampire blood in my body can't help but admire his perfect appearance."

The blond young man was humming the same ballad as the golden people, but he was communicating and interacting with his teammates in private.

"The previous battle showed that this terrifying red dragon has not broken through the limit of its life level and entered the legendary realm. Logically speaking, it should be a creature of the same level as us. Why do I feel that he can kill us with just one slap?"

The blond girl also stopped chewing at this time. In this atmosphere, she always felt that this was a kind of disrespect to the patrolling king.

“Nonsense, sometimes, the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs,” the white-haired boy silently dealt a heavy blow to his teammate, “The gap between us and him may be much bigger than the gap between dogs and people.”

“It seems that even if we have thought about it, the idea of trading with this Red Dragon Lord is not feasible. Only the one behind us is qualified to trade with the Red Dragon at this level,” the purple-haired young man added silently.

They watched the majestic ancestral red dragon walk past them, followed by the blue dragon Akzi and the bronze dragon Alina, followed by the ocean dragon Naxon and the copper dragon Alfred.

This is Charon's recognition of the great achievements of these dragons in presiding over the territory while the dragons are asleep, and it also represents his attitude as a monarch that he will not deliberately distinguish between the species of true dragons.

Although these dragons have calm personalities, they are still able to satisfy the vanity that comes naturally with their dragon blood. They all hold their heads high amid the cheers and praises of the people, and occasionally nod in response to these enthusiastic people, demonstrating the dragon lords' friendliness to the people.

As lords, these metal dragons are more likely to gain the favor of ordinary people.

Although the blue dragon Akzi is a ferocious five-colored dragon, this brave and fearless dragon commander has also been admired by many people during the war that has lasted for several years.

Next came the young dragons in the dragon group, walking side by side on both sides.

The two heads of Kamide looked around curiously, unable to stop for a moment. In his youth, the white dragon Kamide had always followed Kalon's teachings and slept almost all day long in order to grow up as quickly as possible.

But Kalon didn't tell him that he should sleep more during adolescence, so the white dragon has become more active. Although he is not as active in the city as the black dragon Rosani in the past few years, he often travels between the mountains and the territory.

However, since the two heads often quarreled, even about where to go and what to eat, people kept their distance from this dragon lord who actually had no temper. Dragons who liked to quarrel did not seem to be easy to get along with.

The white dragon Gmot is quite popular. This city was built under the supervision of this white dragon lord, so many people are familiar with this white dragon and there are many cheers for Gmot.

Then came the green dragon Antajna and the red dragon Klenaya. Although these two female dragons were also satisfied with the vanity brought by the cheers of the people, their eyes were always lingering on the ancestral red dragon in the front row.

The ancestral red dragon, which had grown again during its hibernation, undoubtedly became more attractive in the eyes of these two female dragons. They also felt a sense of urgency. Whenever those enthusiastic girls cheered for Charon, the two female dragons would silently grit their teeth, wishing that the girls would shut up.

In particular, there were many elves who had seen the incarnation of the Charon elf, and their cheers were particularly enthusiastic, which made the anger in the hearts of the two female dragons overshadow their vanity. Before they had tasted the taste of the ancestral red dragon, they would not allow any creature to have improper thoughts about the ancestral red dragon.

The black dragon Rossani, as always, held his head high, as proudly as a peacock showing off its feathers. He particularly liked his current plump posture, even to the point of despising other black dragons of his own species.

Lan Longdos was as calm as ever, but his expression seemed particularly relaxed and happy. As for the reason, perhaps on this important ceremony today, he did not need to face the mountains of documents and government affairs.

Finally, there were the giant dragons led by the young red dragon Caedilos, the green dragon Ellie, the young white dragon Sloka, and the teenage white dragon Roni, also following at the end of the group.

Although these dragons were not granted positions, nor did they receive the title of Dragon Lords, only the young red dragon Caedilos was sent away by the bronze dragon Alina by giving him a small town.

But being able to follow the dragon group and join the triumphal ceremony and ceremony also means that the dragon group led by Charon recognizes them as part of it.

The other dragons were still a little restrained and at a loss, but they were soon infected by the warm atmosphere, became proud, and strode towards the central square with their heads held high.

Only the young red dragon Caedilos looked around with his dragon eyes. The girls he saw showed disgusted expressions and turned their heads away, not bothering to pay attention to him, because this red dragon was well-known for his lust in the territory, and he would not refuse anyone, regardless of race.

The crowd followed the dragons and rushed to the central square. The next step was the most important founding ceremony, and these people did not want to miss this rare opportunity. Amid the noisy cheers, the team passed through the main road that was wide enough to accommodate 36 spacious and luxurious carriages at the same time, passed through towers and building complexes, and arrived at the most spacious central square of Gogmora.

Finally, it stopped in front of the Monument to Merit and the Column of Merit for reorganization and arrangement.

Almost all the important heads of territorial departments have arrived and are waiting in front of the platform in the square.

Ninety-nine cannons, loaded with fireworks salutes, were neatly arranged around the central square, pointing toward the sky.

All the legions lined up and stood solemnly.

Countless people were shoulder to shoulder, and dense crowds of people were surging. At this moment, everyone gathered in the square. Even all the soldiers in the city were sent here to maintain order to prevent accidents from happening at such a celebratory ceremony.

As several giant dragons chained in chains were humiliatingly displayed in front of all the people, cheers rose like a wave, whether from the people of this royal capital or from the people anxiously waiting in front of the magic projection.

At this moment, a sense of common national pride emerged in the hearts of all the golden people.

Whether it is the noble and powerful gold dragon, the elegant silver dragon, the bronze dragon, or the arrogant orc, all enemies who dare to challenge the Golden Land will be trampled underfoot, become prisoners, or be destroyed.

The bells were rung, the drums were beaten, the horns were blasting, and the atmosphere reached its climax when Caron stepped onto the platform, turned around and looked back.

Kallon looked down at all the people calmly until he spread his broad wings. The forty-two-meter-long wings, covered with ashes and steel marks and wrapped with flame patterns, spread out, and instantly everything was silent.

The bells and drums stopped, the trumpets fell silent, the crowd became quiet, and everyone was paying attention, looking up.

"In the beginning, the Golden Land was just a wilderness and forest, without any civilization."

Caron raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to look at everyone, and his voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"It is me, the dragons that the world calls evil, the monsters that the world calls evil, and the races that the world rejects, who have opened up a home here and built a civilized place."

"In the beginning, this place was not beautiful. It was created by the races that longed for a better life. Those who came here were adventurers who hoped to have a better life, refugees who longed for a stable life, slaves who hoped to have a future, or bastards who were not valued. It was those who had no way out and the excluded races that formed the appearance of the territory!"

In the calm and loud voice of the Red Dragon, everyone present listened quietly. They had the same resonance, except for Bartoli, the leader of the Dragon Regiment.

But at this moment, Bartoli also raised her head, looked at her king, and listened quietly.

"There are various races in the territory, including ogres,"

At this moment, the ogre giant Fafna's eyes sparkled.

"And the Centaurs,"

Chiron, Drogo and other centaurs looked straight ahead, but their fluttering manes looked like flags.

"And the Gnolls,"

The Wolf Chapter's Chapter Master Yugu and the Wolf Warriors were also pounding their armor.

"And the barbarians,"

Savage Gibb clenched his fists.

"There are kobolds and goblins,"

The goblin Boom Boom and the goblin Winky stood in the front row, standing on tiptoe and looking back proudly.

"There are also elves, trolls, and humans..."

Every time the Red Dragon Lord mentioned a race, his subjects would look up with pride and feel a genuine sense of pride.

"Every race came here to obtain a better life and a better future, forming a common collective, forming the civilization of the Golden Land, and forming the Golden People!"

The voice of the ancestral red dragon is gentle, with a unique rhythm.

"We have used our own hands and sweat over the years to develop the barren forests and wilderness into the prosperous land we are today, the city of gold that is visited by people from all directions, the majestic capital of the king, and the city of Gulfstream that guards the south..."

"All of this is watered with sweat. Our hard work and sweat have earned us enough food, a warm place to live, and the dignity of freedom. We will also have a better tomorrow and a brighter future!"

The red dragon perched high on the platform gradually raised its voice.

"But there will always be some greedy bandits, those hypocritical people who claim to be righteous, those orcs who burn, kill and loot in the territory, those metal dragons who trample on the dignity of the people, they want to rob us of our beautiful life and occupy our beautiful future."

"They want to take away our land, occupy our houses, take away our bread, enslave all the men, defile all the women, and treat you as slaves to be exploited at will and prisoners from whom you will never be able to stand up!"

Caron's deep voice rang out as his eyes scanned the crowded and angry crowd.

"So, what should we do?"

"Knock them down, expel them, kill them!" The angry people at this moment aroused their previous anger and some people raised their hands and shouted loudly.

"Kill them!"

"We are never afraid, not even of war!"

The crowd surged, roaring like thunder.

"We are never afraid, not even of war,"

Karon raised his steel claws and pointed them at the surging crowd. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing his thick and long fangs.

"My dragons will not be afraid, my warriors will not be afraid, my subjects will not be afraid. We are right here, in this golden land. The civilization established by the golden people led by the dragons stands here."

"The tens of thousands of warriors and dragons who rushed to the battlefield with swords in hand fought against the enemy to protect our civilization. The countless scars on the armor of these warriors are the proof of victory."

"The densely packed names on the columns of honor are proof that we are never afraid."

Countless legions of warriors raised their weapons and banged their steel armor in response to the monarch's praise. The giant dragons in the dragon group also gnashed their teeth and bared their claws in response to the people's cheers.

The voice of the ancestral red dragon was deafening at this moment. He stretched out his wings and shouted: "Even those high and mighty metal dragons who claim to be righteous will be trampled under our feet to prove our unyielding courage."

"Our subjects, our warriors, our dragons, our kingdom, are destined to be bathed in the flames of war and forged in iron. Our survival and rights are destined to be won in blood and fire, with steel and iron. Tell me, are you afraid?"

"Bathed in the flames of war, forged in iron felt, with steel and iron, trampled through blood and fire!"

The copper dragon Alfred bared his teeth and roared with all his might.

"Bathed in the flames of war, forged in iron felt, with steel and iron, trampled through blood and fire!"

Giant dragons gnashed their teeth and bared their claws, their pupils were ferocious, they climbed up the high platform, looked awe-inspiring, and their roars were deafening.

"Bathed in the flames of war, forged in iron felt, with steel and iron, trampled through blood and fire!"

All the warriors hammered the ground with their weapons at the same time, creating a loud bang!

"Bathed in the flames of war, forged in iron felt, with steel and iron, trampled through blood and fire!"

Countless subjects raised their hands to the sky in the square, fanatically and fearlessly. Their voices shook the clouds in the sky and were louder than the thunder in the sky!
"very good,"

Charon stared at the roaring crowd, the patterns on his wings lit up with fire and color. He raised his claws forged with steel and slowly clenched them.

"Then follow me, follow me closely, follow under the fluttering dragon flag. We will stand here, we will meet all challenges, we will use steel to gain the living space we need in blood and fire. We are not afraid of war, we control the war!"

"I, Kalon Gogmora, today, in the name of the Supreme Lord who rules over the entire territory, declare to all the inhabitants living on this land,"

"Any resident who pledges allegiance to the dragons, obeys the laws of the kingdom, and carries out the will of the kingdom is a citizen of the kingdom and a member of the Golden People."

"No matter when or where, all lands belonging to the dragon group will have your space and your rights will be guaranteed. This agreement will never change!"

Kalon's deep voice echoed throughout the city. After a brief silence, the whole city was boiling. The people cheered and worshiped the king who stood proudly.

The sunlight shone on Karon's dazzling scales, enveloping him like a halo of holy light showered by the gods in the sky.

The surging sound was like a rolling wave. The people knelt down, the soldiers knelt down, and the outsiders were also intimidated by the majesty of the monarch and knelt down involuntarily.

The heads of the colorful dragons in the dragon group drooped, the heads of the metal dragons also drooped, and the heads of the bound dragons also drooped at this moment.

The White Dragon Kamide looked at countless people kneeling down in a daze, and his front knee also subconsciously wanted to kneel down.

But the other head tore at him angrily, making him see clearly that the dragon lords around him only had their heads lowered. Only then did he straighten his knees, bite the head back, and then lower his own head.

“Whether our empire will crush everything in the future or disappear in the long years, in the records of Ekania’s historians, they will know that the Golden Empire’s rule began today!”

Caron stood on the high platform with a calm look, looking at the roaring salute with fireworks filling the sky, which was like a short but brilliant destiny.

　I originally wanted to make a 10,000-word badge, em, I'll try and see if I can add another chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)