Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 208 Blood Claw

The land of gold, the plains of harvest.

This grassland has a large number of salt lakes and open-pit mines in the dragon territory, and the adjacent grassland also has the largest animal park in the entire territory.

This land is rich in resources and has lush grass and water. It is called a land of harvest blessed by gods by the herdsmen in the territory, hence the name Harvest Plains.

The Empire has stationed a large number of armed forces in this very important place, but the former Kobold Guard Legion has been replaced by those orcs.

The former Orc Alliance, the Redemption Legion that was recruited and surrendered by the Dragon Warriors, had won their freedom with a lot of blood and lives in the past war. After the war, only more than 8,000 warriors were left of the more than 20,000 Orc Redemption Legion.

These more than 8,000 orc warriors were granted the freedom promised by the dragon lords, but after returning to their tribes on the grassland, they brought their family members back to the dragon's territory.

They brought the remaining old, weak, women and children and re-swore allegiance to the dragon, and were then incorporated into the orthodox legion and stationed on the grassland to guard the dragon's important resource areas and control other movements on the grassland.

Tents were lined up in the heavily guarded military camp, with many orcs in iron armor patrolling the surroundings. In the largest training ground in the military camp, many elite orc warriors were fighting each other with their bare backs and naked bodies.

Gural, who was awarded the position of Chapter Master of the Orc Legion, is a sturdy orc with protruding fangs that look particularly ferocious. His sturdy body is covered with scars, showing the glorious achievements of this warrior.

But from his calm eyes, it seemed that this orc was not simply relying on his powerful military force to control the entire orc regiment.

In fact, it was this guy who initially led the orc warriors who returned to the grassland to regroup, and then chose to return to the dragon group.

However, although the Golden Land was gradually integrated under the rule of the dragon, these orcs still suffered a certain degree of rejection, and it was difficult for them to truly integrate into the concept of the Golden People in a short period of time.

The orc commander Gural was also well aware of this, so he took the initiative to apply for a change of base and station the regiment on the grassland.

In his heart, he felt that as time passed, the impact of the invasion of the Orc Kingdom would fade, and that would be the time for them, the orcs, to take the initiative.

There was a black dot in the distant sky, flying towards the orc camp at high speed. The powerful Gular could tell at a glance that it was not the eagles and vultures that were released by the spellcasters, but a bat-winged dragon.

Although the bat-winged dragons in the mountains where the dragons live have multiplied to nearly a thousand over the years, apart from the warriors of the Dragon Regiment, only those who hold important positions in the entire territory can tame a dragon as a mount.

Logically speaking, as the war captain of the Orc Legion, Gural also has the qualifications, but Gural did not choose to subdue the dragon. The orcs who have just arrived should choose to keep a low profile.

Gular walked towards his tent, then stood in front of it, waiting silently.

Sure enough, on the flying dragon's back was a set of magical armor that would be the envy of all the territory warriors. No, according to the scholars, what these imperial guards were wearing could more accurately be called magical armor.

The armor is made of the hardest mountain steel in the world of Ekania mixed with magical metal. It looks extremely thick and strong, but its total weight is only six hundred kilograms.

The entire magic armor is almost fully enclosed, but each structure is flexible enough to be assembled and disassembled freely.

The dark red armor is not only powered by the magic core, but also allows the Forbidden Army soldiers to freely choose when to activate the magic shield during battle, and it also provides the Forbidden Army soldiers with a stronger power increase.

That comes from the red dragon's eye emblem on the chest of this tall armor. No one doubts the loyalty of the Imperial Guards. The glory of the temple will also fall on these soldiers when they need it.

This Imperial Guard soldier was wearing a horned helmet with a dragon face that looked like a giant dragon's head. The eyes in the dragon face helmet were carved from magic crystals, which could not only amplify the Imperial Guard soldiers' perception and vision.

When necessary, the core of the magic armor can also inject magic power into these crystals through the rune channels inside the armor, activating the magic runes engraved on the crystals, so that these imperial guards will not be obscured by ordinary darkness and fog, and their vision will not be disturbed by low-level spells.

There are also wrist cannons equipped near the elbows of the magic armored arm armor, which can also be actively activated by the imperial guards, injecting a large amount of magic power in an instant and emitting extremely dangerous and deadly magic light cannons.

All these luxurious equipments made Gular, the warband leader, drool over the equipments of the imperial guards. These most powerful imperial guards would always be the first to be equipped with new products researched and developed by scholars in the territory.

The armor that the orc warriors are wearing now is the product that was discarded by the imperial guards in the past. After being selected by the major legions, the remaining intact ones are the turn of these stepmother-raised orc warriors.

The huge body of the bat-winged dragon landed lightly on the ground, making only a faint sound of stepping on the ground, which demonstrated the bat-winged dragon's good body control ability.

But when the imperial guard jumped off the dragon's back, there was a bang.

It’s not that the quality of the Imperial Guards is so poor, but that a culture of comparison has recently become popular among these Imperial Guards.

These powerful warriors like to simply carry this heavy magic armor with their bodies to exercise their bodies and improve their quality.

These imperial guards will only activate their magic cores during combat training.

But if you find a Forbidden Army soldier suddenly activating his magic armor in any corner of the territory except the mountains, remember not to ask them why or whether they have discovered any danger.

Don't laugh at them for this, because these imperial guards will really catch up with you and beat you up.

"Captain Gural," the Imperial Guards soldier nodded, and the sound of mechanical rotation came from the energy armor. "My name is Gillenis, and I am here to inform you of something important."

Gular didn't care when he saw that the Royal Guards didn't reveal their true faces. These Royal Guards were the most trusted minions of the Dragon Emperor Kalon Gogmora.

Before joining the Imperial Guards, the bare-handed ability of every Imperial Guards soldier is at least comparable to that of Gular.

And Gural heard that after these imperial guards passed the test of loyalty, they could not immediately join the ranks of the imperial guards.

They also need to go through various arduous training, injections of various potions for strengthening, and learning of various abilities before they can become a recruit in the Imperial Guard.

Therefore, these imperial guards, even if they are just an ordinary group of imperial guards, cannot be treated as ordinary creatures.

Rumor has it that some of the Imperial Guards were not only injected with dragon blood potion, but even many demons from the abyss and devils from hell were made into blood potions and used as enhancers by these Imperial Guards with amazing willpower.

So Gular nodded, beat his chest and saluted, smiling, "I wonder what order you brought from His Majesty, and whether you need me to summon the soldiers of the regiment."

The Imperial Guards shook his head. The warrior wearing a full set of magic armor stood in front of the two-meter-two-meter-tall orc war leader Gural, like a strong father looking down at his young child.

Whenever the Imperial Guards soldiers moved a little more vigorously, the heavy magic armor would spontaneously adapt to the soldiers' movements, making subtle adjustment sounds, which seemed special and made Gular envious.

"Not for now. After I notify you, I have to rush to the First Legion's base," the voice of the Imperial Guards came from the majestic dragon helmet. He said, "In accordance with your majesty's order, the Orc Legion must select 200 warriors, 200 warriors with the strongest will, the strongest body, and the smartest mind. They will be tempered and tested, but this also comes with some risks."

The orc warlord Gural knew that the risks that the guardsmen talked about lightly might actually be fatal dangers, but he nodded without hesitation.

"Then, am I, Gural, the Orc Chapter Captain, also qualified to participate in this test?" Gural's calm eyes showed an expectant look, and he had his own guesses.

"Of course you have the qualifications, but," the Imperial Guard soldier hesitated for a moment, and then reminded the orc in front of him who he liked more, "His Majesty has recently allowed the dragon lords to establish their own dragon legions. I suggest that you obtain a more noble and potential force."

"Then, what about Your Majesty?" the orc Gular suddenly asked. The orc's calm eyes flashed with a gleam, and his ambition was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

But this is not an offense to the Dragon Emperor. Almost everyone in the territory longs for the emperor's favor and care, and also longs for the Dragon Emperor to bestow upon them the strongest power and potential.

The Imperial Guards soldier suddenly laughed, and his dull voice rang out, "Haha, every mortal longs for the favor of the gods. Your Majesty's glory, even we, the Imperial Guards soldiers, are extremely eager to have it."

"But I admire your ambition, Orc leader, Gural," the Imperial Guard reached out and patted the powerful orc who was about to step over the threshold of the Saint rank, and actually pushed the orc Gural back two steps.

"You are on the grassland, so you will not be able to get the news quickly. I will tell you this."

"Your Majesty has announced that in the entire territory, the entire North, and even the entire world, anyone who can achieve a thousand victories in the 'Proof of Glory' arena in the capital of the king can meet His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty will grant him one request."

"Even if it is your Majesty's divine blood, your Majesty will satisfy the other party."

The Imperial Guards soldier smiled and said, "Recently, trials have been launched in each legion to select the strongest warriors to take on this supreme honor. Only those who have defeated all the warriors in the legion can enter the arena and take on the final challenge."

"Only then can you achieve the supreme honor, the Emperor's Champion."

At this moment, even though he knew that there were countless difficult-to-defeat opponents ahead, Gular still couldn't help but feel his blood boiling. There is no warrior who is not willing to fight, and no warrior who does not expect glory.

Moreover, such a grand event is bound to stir up the entire Golden Land, the entire North, and even the entire world, because winning the championship title is destined to take time to produce results.

As the momentum grows, countless people who desire the blood of the red dragon but dare not act by other means will come here. Perhaps, this will be a gladiatorial event that will affect countless people and even the entire world.

Watching the imperial guards riding on flying dragons and gradually going away, the orc Gural strode towards the training ground and asked the orc messenger to beat the drum to gather the people.

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Western part of the Golden Lands, before Bloodclaw Hills.

Most of the people in the Golden Empire migrated to the west and developed most of the western regions. In the subsequent talks, they reached a friendly cooperative relationship with the country of the vampires in the western continent, the Kingdom of the Jungle.

Therefore, the focus of development in the territory has been shifted to the western region. On the one hand, it is to open up land to provide sufficient space for the subsequent population growth, and by the way, to expand the power of the Dragon Empire.

At the meeting of the dragons, it has been decided to gradually bring the entire northern region under the scope of rule, because according to the statistical surveys of scholars, in the next period of rapid development, the population of the dragon territory will expand again, enough to achieve light-density control over most areas.

On the other hand, it is necessary to open up the passage between the western forest and the western continent, and then establish a seaport for trade exchanges with the western continent on the coast of the western region.

The Blood Claw Hills are named after the Blood Claw Tribe of the troglodyte people that inhabit them.

The population of the Blood Claw Tribe's War Lizardmen is approximately 8,000, most of whom are strong warriors, with a small number of women and children. The elderly War Lizardmen are cruelly sacrificed to the 'Demon' who rules the Blood Claw Tribe - a powerful snake-lizard species.

In the past, the cave where this powerful snake lizard lurked was extremely quiet. No creature dared to approach this dangerous place. Even the Blood Claw Tribe, which worshipped this demon god, did not dare to set foot here without permission.

But now the tranquility was broken by countless shouts. The pupils of the kobold warlocks were shining, and they raised their hands to release the dragon fire burning in their bodies. The blazing rage engulfed the deformed lizardmen one by one.

The kobold warlock flapped his fleshy wings and flew into the sky.

The wind of spell blew up the elf's fluorescent long hair. The elf opened his arms, tilted his head back slightly, and magic power surged in his body, or gushed out like a powerful lightning.

The goblin hiding behind the stone raised his hand and shot out an ice cone, accurately hitting the charging lizard man, then quickly retreated behind the stone with a smug smile.

These different warlock legions harness innate magic, which comes from supernatural bloodlines and various magical influences.

For example, the touch of a demon, the blessing of a tree spirit, the mysterious magic spring they drank, or the blessing of the god of magic and the influence of elemental power and violent chaotic magic, would all be opportunities to gain magical power.

But in the dragon's territory, there are only a few options, and that is the influence of the dragon.

The troll Zuga stood on the hill, and next to him stood the chief of the Blood Claw tribe, the powerful lizard man Rayleigh.

"It seems that the monster has been affected by the drug and is now in a sleepy state. Rayleigh, you have done a great job. Your tribe will exist and be glorious because of you."

Zuga's tall body, sharp and thick fangs, and body that looked like it was cast from molten iron made him look particularly terrifying, but the lizard man Rayleigh next to him was just as imposing.

"I just made the right choice. This damn lizard has a powerful treasure. If it weren't for this treasure, I would have broken its neck myself."

Said the troglodyte Reilison coldly.

"Haha, let others try out the power of this lizard's treasure for us." Zuga grinned and looked at the legion of spellcasters surrounded by many warriors.

".....I offer you the blood and souls of the living,"

"Every year I dedicate countless souls and flesh to you,"

"I pray for your great power to come."

"The great demon lord—Bartos!"

(End of this chapter)