Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 271 Going Home
In the long summer, the earth, water, wind and fire gradually subsided, leaving behind a terrain that looked like an inland sea, with countless scattered mountains and rocks floating on the edge of the inland sea.

The once rich and vast land of Changxia had been invaded by demons, and had become a barren land, and would not return to its former glory for hundreds of years.

In the war between the Demon King and the Dragon King, this fertile land was completely destroyed.

But the nearly one million humans left in Valyria no longer cherished this fertile homeland when the Dragon King led his flock of dragons over the city.

Thunderous cheers rang out across the remaining areas of the Valyrian Peninsula.

Ragged women, children, old men and middle-aged men all cried for joy and threw their remaining belongings into the air. The cheers were louder and louder.

"The great Dragon God defeated the devil in hell and saved the world!"

"Praise the God of Light, the God of Flame and Fire, the God of Dragons, the dragons flying in the sky, the savior of mankind!"

"We won! Victory! Victory!"

Some crazy people even tore off their clothes and ran naked along the ruined city, venting their joy.

"In the name of bronze and fire, we worship the great Dragon God and all the great true dragons!"

The Targaryens, Orions and other dragon king families that were the first to defect to the empire were even more excited. They shouted in the name of the Dragon God, raised their Valyrian steel swords, and swore their loyalty to the dragons in the sky.

These clever Dragon King families survived the catastrophe of this world because of their own choices, while most of the other Dragon King families have been reduced to ashes, which shows how fortunate they are.

"Great Dragon God, God of Light, God of the Sun, all the gods in this world are the embodiment of your mighty power. You are a god more respected than the thief R'hllor, destined to bring fire and warmth, light and sun to the earth."

Sakaro led the believers to worship the King of Dragons and the powerful dragons.

This overwhelming joy made the evil dragons feel quite uncomfortable.

The female red dragon Clenaya landed and climbed on top of a roofless tower with her limbs. She frowned and muttered hoarsely, "Something is wrong. We came here to occupy the whole world, but how come we have to save it? The changes in this world, just like Charon, always leave me confused."

"Gulp, gulp," the two heads of the white dragon Kamide laughed incomprehensible sounds. He bared his fangs and looked at the dragons lying on the ground, not daring to take off in the air under the majesty of the dragons.

He laughed softly and said, "Fortunately, Caedilos didn't come. Otherwise, there would be many more descendants of the red dragon in this world."

The green dragon Antajiana landed on the huge sphinx, and its sharp claws left several huge scratches on the sphinx.

The cheers and admiration of the masses made the green dragon, who loved to control people's hearts, very enjoyable. He squinted his slender eyes, scanned these countless humans, and began to think about how to maximize the value of these humans.

On the contrary, those huge magic dragons are not welcome in the eyes of green dragons. Their bodies are similar to those of giant dragons, but they are several times or even ten times larger, which is unbearable for the proud five-colored dragons.

The dragons felt the threat to their lives under the eyes of the green dragon Antajena, and could not help but howl softly.

The White Dragon Lord Gmot spread his wings, looked down from above, and said proudly: "The Demon King has been completely defeated by the Dragon King and killed at the end of this continent. You should thank and worship the Dragon King."

"The demons were also defeated by the dragons, so you should worship the dragons as well."

"If you worship the Golden Empire as you worship the Dragon King and the dragons, then you are the people of the Golden Empire and you deserve to be protected by the empire!" The voice of the White Dragon Lord carried the accent of a dragon, and it was loud enough to ring in everyone's ears amid the cheers from the sky. The deep voice of the giant dragon carried the natural majesty of a real dragon.

Then millions of people bowed their heads.

The voices of Gilennes and the dragon-born werewolf Saha rang out first.

"Praise my Lord, praise the Emperor of the Golden Empire, praise the Gogmora dragons, and praise the Dragon Crowns!"

The voices of millions of people resounded through the sky, dispersing the clouds in the sky.

"Praise my Lord, praise the Emperor of the Golden Empire, praise the Gogmora dragons, and praise the Dragon Crowns!"

Then the ancestral red dragon spread his wings, and the burning dragon flame flowed on his wings. The light from the sun wheel reflected on his body, like a golden sun.

The praise from these mortals has long been unable to stir up his vanity and excitement. He only moves forward for his own purpose, not for the cheers of these mortals.

Moreover, the praise from these mortals was no different from bragging. Some mortals could even shout out the titles of God of Gods and King of Kings, which made Kalon not very interested. No matter how arrogant Kalon was, he knew that he could not bear such a title at present.

Nowadays, trying to flatter the ancestral red dragon is considered a highly skilled job.

Then the deep and loud voice resounded, with unquestionable majesty, covering the entire Valyrian city.

"Go away! After the victory, you should enjoy yourself!"

The words of the ancestral red dragon, with the power of the mantra of command, caused all the residents of the city to disperse, and only the imperial legion soldiers remained.

The soldiers were extremely excited, but some legionnaires who were completely demonized and devilish were worried.

Even in the Burning Hoof Legion, these completely demonized and devilish warriors, unable to transform back into their original human forms, are considered failures.

In Corps doctrine, these soldiers are targets who need to be under close surveillance and ready to be eliminated at any time.

They didn't know what the emperor of the empire would think of them, but in front of this ancestral red dragon, even if they were unwilling to die like this, they would not have any chance of resistance.

But when Kalon's dark golden eyes swept across these demonized and devilish warriors, there was no change at all, which gradually calmed the uneasy hearts of the legion soldiers.

"I promised to find you again," Caron said gently, "and now I have done it. I am here to take you home."

"Go home! Praise the Lord!"

The warriors of the Dragon Legion shouted loudly, and a warm atmosphere spread among the warriors. Even the heroic spirits in the golems laughed darkly.

"Rosani, why don't you wake up?" Caron turned his head and said lightly.

Crackling, crackling, the huge body of the earth began to crack inch by inch, and the elemental body of the Black Dragon Lord Rossani, the dim eyes, finally lit up.

　Sleepy, two chapters in lowercase
　　
　
(End of this chapter)