Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 215 Control

With some joy and satisfaction, Karon promised the scholar-mage Mobis and all the scholars in the research department the due rewards.

The golem construction technology originally belonged to those mages with orthodox inheritance, and was a special and unique legion magic. Those powerful mages not only used a large number of golems to defend their kingdom - the Mage Tower.

After leaving the Mage Tower, the Golem Corps can still be summoned by the mages and thrown into the battlefield to exert great power. On the battlefield, the Golem is also a weapon of war that is difficult to stop among ordinary legions.

Although it takes a lot of effort, time and materials for ordinary spellcasters to complete a golem, this task is not a big burden for an empire that is gradually becoming complete.

With an increasingly mature magic division of labor production system, spellcasters and alchemists work together. As long as the manager coordinates the tasks well, under the current circumstances, an ordinary-level golem can be completed in about half a month.

The golems created by the Golden Empire may look no different from those created by ancient magicians, but the souls that drive these golems are the heroic spirits who bathed in blood on the battlefield in the past.

This will make the Empire's golem army far more powerful than golems of the same level, because these golems not only have strength, but also have enough wisdom and discipline to complete various precise mission instructions.

After the improvement of ordinary-level golems was completed, the scholar-mage, Mobis, who is now one of the kings of knowledge, immediately submitted a new round of plans to Charon on the spot.

This plan is called the "Imperial Divine Weapon Plan". This scholar-mage who has been rewarded with a long life wants to apply for more resources and funds to build more powerful golems and create war weapons for the empire to roam the battlefield.

"Your Majesty, according to the research department, golems of various levels will be divided according to their ability levels. The golem in front of us is only the most common level."

"Although steel knives and iron swords cannot damage them, their power is quite limited, so they are named the Wolf Class. On the battlefield, these golems are like vicious wolves, tearing the flesh and blood of the empire's enemies."

"In addition, there are legion-level golems that are powerful enough to change the situation of a war at the battle group level, city-breaking golems that are powerful enough to capture those sturdy cities, and Titan-level golems that are as powerful as Titan giants."

The scholar wizard Mobis spoke incessantly about his professional field, and he tried his best to encourage his master to complete this great plan.

With the completion of this great plan, his name, Mobis, will be engraved on the pillar of honor in any city in the empire, and he will enjoy the supreme glory of being admired by future generations.

Fame and fortune are shackles that all living beings, even gods, cannot escape. They are also the source of power that drives all things to flourish.

"You have done a great job and lived up to the trust of the empire and my expectations."

The magic aura bloomed between Caron's claws, and a small golden jade seal appeared between his slender claws. This seal was made of jade with a gold border, and the overall shape was like a giant dragon perched on a high platform.

This is the private seal of Kalon as the emperor of the empire, but it also has supreme effect within the empire.

Charon stamped his seal on the plan submitted by the scholar-mage Mobis. This plan had been reviewed and approved by the emperor of the empire. Then Mobis could submit it to the Imperial Planning Department and various relevant departments through normal channels, and these departments would review the funds that should be invested.

Although Caron has the power to make decisions, he never thinks that he is omnipotent and omniscient. He is proud, not arrogant.

Professional matters should be left to professionals. The entire empire was born for this and established for him.

The smile on Mobis' face was so big that his mouth corners almost reached his ears. Unable to suppress his inner excitement, he took his plan with trembling hands.

This guy, along with many scholars and wizards, were all secretly planned by the spies that Caron sent out in his early years.

Those who plan different opinions and unify positions are now under the jurisdiction of the Empire's Unified Planning Department, which continuously plans various talents for the empire.

Some of the idle chess pieces distributed by Caron in the early years have now begun to play their due power, proving that Caron was right in having different experiences and insights of this era.

The tentacles of the goblin Shanshan and several human merchant groups can bring a large amount of intelligence information to the Dragon Empire. After being summarized and investigated by the intelligence system, the intelligence is sent back to the imperial headquarters.

The empire's unified planning department then formulated corresponding plans and implemented corresponding plans for each talent, secretly recruiting a large number of buried or secluded talents for the empire.

Although the Dragon Empire's current reputation is not particularly attractive, the Golden Empire can give these guys treatment that others can hardly give.

The mere fact of extending life is a temptation that no short-lived species can escape.

"But," Karon said, turning his head, he saw the scholar-mage Moebius's face tense up instantly.

Caron smiled and said calmly, "I am pleased with your research results, but there is still one thing that needs to be improved. Before you improve this, I hope you can devote all your energy to this aspect."

"Please tell me, Your Majesty, on behalf of the Academic Research Department, I will definitely make improvements," scholar Mobis said politely, bowing. This young scholar did not have the arrogant temper of some old-fashioned scholars.

Although there are very few such people in front of the dragon, the huge number of them makes people in the empire have different personalities. Some of them are indeed talented scholars. Although they respect Emperor Kalon, they will not flatter him.

Karon cast his gaze towards the golem that was constantly moving its bulky body, and said softly, "Although the heroic spirits are driving the golem, they are also imprisoned by it. Unless the golem is completely destroyed, the heroic spirits will be freed."

"But on ordinary days, these heroic spirits have to endure the confinement and restraint of this insensitive and unconscious body."

The red dragon sighed softly at this moment, "These brave warriors sacrificed their blood and bodies for me in their lifetime, and they still offer me their undying loyalty after death."

"Those slave owners know how to reward slaves who perform well, let alone me."

"Although I am a dragon, I cannot bear to see my loyal warriors suffer this torture, so I hope that you can quickly research the spell to release the heroic spirits, so that the souls of the warriors can choose freely, and do not let the souls loyal to me be trapped in these four locked doors."

The scholar wizard Mobius was slightly stunned, and the other spellcasters also showed surprise on their faces. They did not expect that the emperor of the empire, the ancestral red dragon, would make such a request.

Even though these scholars and spellcasters knew that the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire, Karon Gogmora, was different from ordinary dragons, the image of this ancestral red dragon had never become so unique in the hearts of these scholars at this moment.

Other noble lords only think about how to squeeze out the last bit of value from their subordinates and subjects, and sometimes they are too lazy to even put in the effort to appear good. This is completely different from the dragon who has always been known for his brutality.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the dragon is good at bewitching people as rumored outside, but these wizards are now willing to be bewitched by the power of this red dragon.

The expression of the Mist Dragon Deniro changed a little. Looking at the imperial guardsmen on both sides of him who were bowing slightly to the red dragon at this moment, he realized that the reason why the red dragon's subordinates were so loyal was not only because of his strength, but perhaps more because of the charm of the red dragon itself.

Mobis showed a respectful look on his face, bowed deeply to Caron and said, "Your Majesty, your virtue is the reason why the Empire shines so brightly. The Research Department will definitely not let you down."

"Your Majesty, Ayuda is willing to stay in this stone," the golem that was moving its body heard the red dragon's words, and hurriedly stepped forward and lowered its head to the red dragon.

"Your Majesty, it is my honor to serve you," the golem looked at its emperor with twinkling eyes, speaking in the continental common language that he was not very proficient in. "My Lord, you once promised to give us peace of mind. Ayuda has enjoyed himself in the Dragon Temple for long enough,"

"Ayuda drinks and enjoys sacrifices in the temple every day. I feel that I have become stronger. Now Ayuda is eager to return to the glory of your majesty and spread your glory everywhere. Even this cold stone body cannot stop Ayuda's fiery soul."

Ayuda, Kalon knew this soul. This guy was the first batch of werewolf warriors who died fighting for Kalon, and he was also the werewolf warlord who died in the Green Forest.

This guy, even in the Dragon Temple, has to run around everywhere all day, looking for other heroes to fight, and he can't sit still at all.

After the space of the Dragon Temple was opened up, each hero had his own separate space area, but now there is a sign hanging on the rooms of most heroes - Ayuda and dogs are not allowed to enter.

Looking at the golem Ayuda, Kalon smiled and said, "Even if it's for pleasure, repeating the same monotonous pattern over and over again will quickly make people bored, not to mention this kind of torture that is almost non-existent."

"Ayuda, there will be opportunities for you to come out and move around. That is the freedom I give you!"

The golem Ayuda lowered his head, indicating that he would obey the dragon.

But then the golem turned around and threatened the spellcasters, "My name is Ayuda. Remember, next time you summon me, remember to add my name to the spell and summon me accurately, otherwise don't blame me for being angry."

The golem cursed and said, "If I hadn't run fast this time, the opportunity would have been snatched away by someone else. Damn it! I've been in the temple for so long, but I still can't beat that mare. Kali, what a fierce centaur."

These souls seemed well-behaved and obedient in front of Charon, but each of them was a strong warrior who died in battle and had his own personality.

Although these spellcasters were not afraid of Ayuda, it was just a simple matter for them, so they quickly agreed perfunctorily.

The golem Ayuda then turned around with satisfaction, knelt on one knee towards Kalon, and said in a deep voice: "My king, my lord, your loyal warrior will wait for your call."

Kalon nodded and said, "Go, loyal soul. This is the freedom I grant you."

He stretched out his dragon claws and gently covered the head of the golem Ayuda.

Click,

The mercury lines on the golem's body that were shining with sunlight dimmed quietly at this moment, and then collapsed. Pieces of rubble broke off and rolled down from the golem's huge body, finally turning into a pile of rubble.

Caron and Mist Dragon De Niro walked out of the armory with satisfaction and stepped into the camp of the Burning Hoof.

Compared with the huge military camp, the number of soldiers inside is pitifully small. Currently, the number of officially active soldiers registered in the entire "Burning Hoof" does not exceed 500.

Because the resources these elite warriors need are extremely precious. Even the warriors with dragon blood, although they are not created with real dragon blood, but are only strengthened with dragon blood and potions, dragon blood is not something that can be supplied casually.

As for the devils and demons in the abyss and the underworld, once you capture one, you can continue to drain the blood from them.

However, as the power essence of these randomly captured 'lucky viewers' is lost, the Empire needs to raise these 'lucky viewers' in the abyss and hell like pigs, and can only continue to use them after their power essence is restored.

This also means that the empire needs to constantly select those lucky audiences through various means to contribute to the empire's civilization construction.

Those evil scholars and wizards have even proposed to Charon to spend huge amounts of money to build a large prison for these visitors from the abyss and hell.

The ancestral red dragons have already agreed to this proposal, and the management of the large prison is led by the black dragon Rosani, a giant dragon who is good at digging pits.

Karon even knew that those scholars and wizards had privately called this large prison "Pig Farm".

Sometimes, Charon felt that even the arrogance of the dragons that came from their blood could not compare to the arrogance that those wizards developed after birth.

However, since there are too few soldiers in the barracks, the various sub-regiments within the legion are now gathered in different areas of the same camp for easy management.

On the huge training ground, more than a dozen pairs of warriors were fighting naked with weapons.

The warriors of the Burning Hoof, although the armor styles of each regiment are the same, each warrior's weapons are different. They are all custom-made by the Empire's skilled craftsmen in order to bring out the powerful combat effectiveness of each warrior.

The sound of steel colliding with iron continued to vibrate, making the dragon's ears buzz.

"Hahaha, is this all you can do? You really are unworthy of the glory of the dragon's blood," a powerful warrior swung the long-handled wolf-fang flail in his hand so hard that it whistled in the wind, suppressing the calm and composed warrior on the opposite side.

"The glory of dragon blood is unimaginable for you who bear the blood of sin," the calm warrior held two swords and paced flexibly, constantly using the back of the sword to accurately hit the weak points of the flail's power, his pair of dragon-like pupils sparkling.

These warriors, the 'Blood Scale Violent' warriors who carry dragon blood, are proud of their dragon characteristics. Although they have not experienced the baptism of dragon's true blood and generally have weaker potential for future growth, they also have quite powerful strength.

Some unique warriors can even breathe out dragon breath like dragonborn, and possess power that is no weaker than that of ordinary dragons.

As for the warriors who carry the blood of demons and devils, there is no special change in their appearance, except that the baptism and blessing of blood makes their own quality and body shape become stronger.

Because these warriors need to perfectly control their own blood before they can be officially registered in the files of the Burning Hoof Legion.

The dragon-born werewolf Saha was standing on the sidelines, watching the battle between these warriors.

This werewolf, the former leader of the Imperial Guards, had been released from the Imperial Guards by Charon and was in control of the most important Guards Corps for Charon.

The former Night Walkers were also incorporated into the Thousand Sons due to their small number and became a branch of the Thousand Sons.

The current Imperial Guards have, in a sense, become an extension of Charon. Not only the dragon-born werewolf Saha, but also various senior Imperial Guards soldiers and generals have been released to serve as political commissars in the major legions of the empire.

This allowed Charon, the emperor who sat high on the throne, to maintain strong control over all the legions within the empire even though he rarely appeared in the legions.

No legion can keep a secret in front of Caron. In front of those political commissars, Caron's authority will not disappear in the slightest with the iteration of the legion.

(End of this chapter)