Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 312 Immortal Mark

The morning bells and evening drums, the sounds of conch shells and bone horns, all sound majestically.

"In the service of the Emperor's military prosperity, the prosperity of the Empire's civil governance, and the bravery of the Empire's soldiers! I will use this heretic's head to send it to the nine borders of the Empire to show that the Empire's military power shines like gold, and the Empire's civilization is passed on like a torch!"

"The leader of the Mad Battle Legion climbed the island of the raging sea, built a fort with the heads of the heretic enemies, carved a stone and hung a flag before returning."

"The border of the empire's western sea is now secure and well-prepared. The western frontier has been secured!"

A light cavalryman with a dragon flag and black armor galloped on his horse, whipping it, holding high the unwilling and hideous head of the Shahua fishman prince, and galloped wildly along the Dragon Avenue in the city, roaring loudly.

The cavalry galloped as fast as the wind for a thousand miles, their continuous roars were as loud as thunder, their armor was as dark as the night, and their cloaks were as red as fire.

The hustle and bustle of the city died down briefly at the sound of the knights, and then suddenly became lively again.

The palace gate on the mountains burst open, and the storm giants and the golden guards came together to rang the golden bells in front of the dragon's temple to celebrate.

Isabelle Adjani and Celia, along with the visiting elf delegation, were swept to the sides of the avenue by the surging crowd, but they did not feel any discomfort, even though these elves were so proud that they could not tolerate physical contact with mortals.

They were easily infected by the indescribable warm atmosphere, and even their bodies couldn't help but follow the surging crowd and began to walk and jog.

Countless people were shoulder to shoulder, and dense crowds of people were scattered on both sides of the Dragon Avenue, like tides and waves separated by the Holy Spirit.

The sound of bells, drums and trumpets echoed melodiously amid the sound of the black cavalry's hooves, and behind the sound of the hooves came continuous and resounding cheers.

As soon as the first sound of the magnificent martial arts fell, the crowd cheered. When the first sound of the magnificent martial arts fell, it could never be stopped.

The lone knight is the tide, and the boiling waves are the waves.

The golden people of the Empire were not excited because the Empire defeated the Pirate Alliance and the Sahuagin Kingdom.

In their view, it is natural and reasonable for the Dragon Kingdom to defeat these weak enemies.

But whether it is orcs, ogres, trolls, elves, humans, dwarves, or goblins, kobolds, and gnolls, these diverse races of the empire all spontaneously sing the songs of the empire's glorious military achievements under a common sense of cultural identity and national pride.

"The leader of the Mad Battle Legion climbed the island of the raging sea, built a fort with the heads of the heretic enemies, carved a stone and hung a flag before returning."

"The border of the empire's western sea is now secure and well-prepared. The western frontier has been secured!"

The whole city was boiling with excitement as the people cheered. The sound of their cheers shook the clouds in the sky and was louder than the thunder in the sky!

The sound waves spread from the north to the south of the city, until the entire imperial capital was drowned in this enthusiastic sound wave.

One after another, the magic dragons and giant dragons flew to the top of the steeple that soared into the clouds in the city, spread their wings, and roared to the sky.

Even the huge figures of the rarely seen dragon lords appeared above the city. Only these dragon lords could fly above the sky above the empire's cities.

The red scales are ferocious and the huge head is held high. That is the sturdy body of the young red dragon Caedilos. He looks around with his eyes shining.

The red-scaled king of the empire, the female red dragon Clenaya, sat above Caedilos, emitting a boiling dragon roar that was magnificent, without the melodious and graceful sound of a female dragon.

White scales and snowy claws, double heads looking down. The White Dragon Lord Kamide poked his head and lowered his claws above the clouds in the sky, his pupils showing excitement, and his deep dragon roar echoed the cheers in the city.

The white-scaled King Gmot looked around with a pair of icy snow eyes, his limbs and claws stepped on the top of the Empire's Golden Bell Tower, his huge wings spread out like clouds of frost and snow hanging from the sky, he was silent, but his expression spoke volumes.

The treetops are towering, and on the huge Tree of Life, descended an emerald dragon that seemed to be wearing an emerald crown. The forest dragon lord Antajiana gently pressed the thick branches of the Tree of Life with her huge claws, stirring the breath of the Tree of Life and spreading joyful life energy.

The figures of the ocean dragon Naxon and the fog dragon Deniro also appeared in the clouds, their winding bodies looming in the sky.

Bronze Dragon Lord Alina restored her true form as a giant dragon, poked her huge head out of the Governor's Palace, and uttered her own voice.

The huge Black Dragon King perched on the top of the Tribunal's tower and roared proudly: "The achievements of the empire belong to the people, and the civilization of the empire is glorious because of its military achievements!"

Dragons create civilization, dragons rule civilization, and dragons guide civilization.

Take the words of the Black Dragon King Rosani as evidence!

When this high-spirited dragon roar spread, all the dragons from the south, the west, the central continent, and the wild areas surrounding the Golden Empire could no longer suppress the boiling dragon blood in their bodies.

The gray dragons Naka and Nalo raised their heads and roared as they climbed up the huge, tipless tower. Their limbs were welded to the tower rings, their eyes radiating in all directions, looking awe-inspiring.

The female red dragon Delos couldn't help but bar her fangs, picked up her big-headed cub, climbed up a high tower, and overlooked the boiling city.

Giant dragons with different scales flew up in the city, stood on the eaves and domes of the megalithic buildings in the city, and roared loudly.

The atmosphere was extremely warm and noisy, far more so than at any other time.

The throng of people moved forward, marching along the avenue.

These people shouted "People of Gold" and "Victory to the Empire" loudly, repeating the language of the Black Knights who were marching against the current over and over again.

The howling dragon cubs and Behemoths squeezed in the crowd, as if they were enjoying the shoveling.

People of different races inserted flowers in the gaps between the scales of these giant dragon chicks and tied silk scarves on their tender horns.

Countless shops on both sides of the avenue sprayed barrels of fine wine over the heads of the noisy crowd. The girls also threw out the flower headbands in their hands. Some of the boldest ones even took off their bras and waved them like flags.

Outsiders, whether they were envoys and nobles from the southern countries, or vampires, drow, elves, and dwarves from the western countries, or travelers and merchants who came to the Golden Empire from other planes, were all swept away and infected by this great atmosphere of civilization.

The palace gates of the Nine Heavens are opened, and people from all nations dress in formal attire and pay homage to the emperor!

An era will eventually end, but every era will leave behind its immortal spirit!
The civilization that emerged in the wilderness of the Northland has already begun to leave its indelible mark on the world.

Even the Nagas under the sea felt a boiling heat coursing through their blood due to this influence.

"It's so scary! This civilization created by Karon Gogmora, the conqueror of the wilderness and the shaper of civilization, this dragon empire ruled by claws and iron fists, makes me feel terrified!"

The Naga Queen of the Eternal Tide tribe couldn't help but let out a sigh. As the blood surged in her body, the scales of a snake's tail were faintly visible on her legs that had been transformed by magic.

The eight-armed Naga princess, Jialuen, who was favored by the gods, looked at her mother and asked with a puzzled look, "Scary? How can it be scary? This is a powerful country, a great civilization that is on the rise, and also our future ally of the Nagas!"

The Eternal Queen looked at her beautiful princess and whispered, "Isn't it scary? It is precisely because of this that these dragons are so terrifying. They defied their nature and used their strong will to reverse the influence of the dragon's bloodline to create such a country."

"I have never seen or heard of those colorful dragons who regard wealth as their life watching such huge wealth flowing before their eyes. Even those ancient dragons and great dragons cannot do it."

"It is hard for me to imagine what purpose is hidden behind such restraint."

Garun nodded, agreeing with his mother's point of view. "But even if these dragons have unimaginable wills and goals, their inherent pride and arrogance are no different from other dragons of their kind."

These naga who established their tribe in the whirlpool of the deep sea landed along the coast and headed east.

Apart from a few blue dragons and white dragon leaders encountered at the beginning, we did not encounter any dragon lords to receive us in the cities we passed along the way.

The Golden Empire's garrison soldiers looked at these Nagas with a hint of arrogance, except for some Dragonborn who admired them. You should know that the Naga Queen was accompanied by two hundred powerful four-armed Nagas, each of whom had strong combat power and was a brave warrior or shaman caster.

Under the leadership of the Naga Queen and the Divine Princess, this gathered power is enough to create huge waves in any city.

But until now, these Nagas have been able to see the reclusive dragon lords, only because of the celebration of the Imperial Western Hammer Legion's military exploits, not because of the Naga delegation.

The Naga Queen looked at the four-armed Nagas gathered together to prevent the Naga delegation from being affected by the flow of people, and sighed softly: "They have the capital to be arrogant. The overlord of the North may already be in front of us."

"It is said that the emperor of the Golden Empire has many hobbies, but the three most prominent hobbies are rich territory, beautiful females of different styles, and all kinds of knowledge."

The Naga Queen stared at her daughter's beautiful eyes and said softly, "Perhaps in the eyes of dragons, Jialuen, you are also considered an exceptionally beautiful woman."

The God-favored Naga smiled and said, "I would really like to meet the Dragon Emperor that is widely circulated on the Ekania continent. If he is really as powerful and wise as the rumors say, even if I am not seeking to use the power of the dragon to help the Naga tribe resist the minions of the deep-sea sea-dwelling demon fish, I will actively pursue him!"

"The Nagas of the deep sea are not ordinary creatures in the mortal world!"

The people on the bridge are the scenery, and the people on the tall buildings are watching the scenery.

The tall blonde woman had a graceful figure and a pair of beautiful eyes who were staring at the Naga in the distance, occasionally glancing at Ajani, a royal member of the Western Golden Elf who was caught up in the crowd.

The dragon blood in the golden dragon's body surged uncontrollably amid the boiling dragon roar, causing two golden dragon horns to emerge from between the golden hair on Naloya's forehead.

An emotion that cannot be described in words was stirring in the heart of Golden Dragon Naloya. Although she was resistant to the Golden Empire, she was unable to raise any thoughts under the influence of this civilized atmosphere at this time. She just immersed herself in feeling everything in front of her.

She was already beginning to be reluctant to compare it to the archipelago kingdom ruled by Erickson, because doing so would cause the female golden dragon's mood to quickly fall to an unfathomable bottom.

A heroic blond young man stood proudly beside the Golden Dragon Naloya, his tall and handsome figure standing out particularly.

His facial features were all well-defined, except for a pair of big dark circles under his eyes that almost covered his tall nose bridge, which seriously affected the demeanor of this handsome young man.

The deputy director of the taxation department, the ancestral golden dragon Obilash, is still as graceful as ever.

But under the White Dragon King Gemot's method of shifting the blame, he gained extremely important experience in these few short months, making the arrogant ancestral golden dragon's aura countless times more stable.

"What do you think of the Southern Good Dragon Alliance compared to the Dragon Kingdom of Gogmora, Obilash?" After a long silence, the Golden Dragon Naloya finally asked a question that even she herself found a bit fantastic.

"The Southern Good Dragon Alliance? They are just a bunch of old, conservative and ignorant people. How can they compare to the Golden Empire?"

A dog will always eat shit. As soon as the ancestral golden dragon Obilash said this, a stinky aura appeared around the blond young man.

"Naloya, you have to know that the empire ruled by my ancestor, the golden dragon Obilash, is more powerful than you can imagine."

Obilash was arrogant and his nature had not changed. Although he no longer had the arrogant power, it was his innate character.

Naloya couldn't help but choke up, rolled her eyes, and sneered, "I think you were treated like cattle and horses by the Gogmora dragons, and your brain was burned out. Have you forgotten that you are just a captive of Gogmora?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten," Obilash said proudly, standing with his hands behind his back, "but my contribution and wisdom are indelible. Without my supervision and operation of the tax department, the entire Golden Empire would collapse!"

Naloya couldn't help but bare her teeth. As a giant dragon in the golden dragon clan, she had a deep understanding of the character of this ancestral golden dragon.

As one of the only two ancestral golden dragons in the world of Ekania, Obilash and Erickson are both darlings of the golden dragon clan and carry hope.

These two golden dragons are also the most promising candidates to bear the favor of the Platinum Dragon King Bahamut, and therefore they have developed a more arrogant and conceited character than ordinary golden dragons.

Naloya suppressed her displeasure. This female golden dragon had a favorable impression of Erickson and did not think there was anything wrong with what he did.

But towards this younger ancestral golden dragon, her spontaneous double standards made her somewhat disgusted with Obilash's actions and words.

"Are you so willing to stay dormant under the command of that red dragon and become a member of this empire? Obilash, you can just return to the base camp of the Southern Alliance and join forces with Erickson. The power of two ancestral golden dragons is far greater than that of one ancestral red dragon."

For the sake of her lover and spouse, Naloya earnestly persuaded him, "I heard that the ancestral red dragon Kalon Gogmora has promised you that as long as you can pass the test, he will let you return to the south. With your help, Erickson will definitely be very happy."

Obilash raised his nose to the sky and sneered, "Naloya, you actually let the desire called love blind your already weak mind."

"You want me to help Erickson? What a joke! When I return from the Empire, the first person I will challenge is that arrogant idiot Erickson."

"How can a bastard who thinks the blood of a Titan is more noble than the blood of a golden dragon be worthy of being the leader of a dragon emperor? Among the golden dragon clan, only I, Obilash, am the king of the golden dragon!"

Naloya was shocked and couldn't help but said in a hurry: "Why do you have such an idea, Obilash? You and Ericson are the most talented new generation of golden dragons, and the geniuses who are most likely to bear the favor of His Majesty Bahamut. You should unite and defeat the domineering red dragon."

Obilash looked at Naloya with disdain and said with a boastful smile, "The favor of His Majesty Bahamut? I tell you the truth, I have already rejected His Majesty's favor. Let that idiot Erickson pray for the attention of His Majesty the Dragon God. I have my own path to pursue."

Naloya was horrified. "How could you have such a rebellious thought? How could I refuse the Dragon God's favor?"

"Fool, you are also a fool," Obilash laughed, "His Majesty Bahamut is the father of all golden dragons. It will only please Him that I can reject His power and pursue my own path."

"My realm is far higher than yours, Naloya, please don't embarrass yourself in front of me."

"You, you arrogant fellow," Naloya gritted her teeth, "Have you forgotten the humiliation of being defeated, or are you scared by that red dragon?"

"Bullshit, you idiot," Obilash retorted disdainfully, "I just agree with some of the Golden Empire's ideas and thoughts about the entire dragon race and the perfect evolution of the dragon itself."

"As for that ancestral red dragon, humph, just wait and see. I will slowly use my abilities and charm to seduce the other dragons, usurp the power of the leader of the dragons, and finally defeat him with my own hands and become the emperor of the empire."

Naloya was stunned. "How is this possible? Those dragons will not recognize you."

Obilash shook his head and said, "You don't understand at all, Naloya. Let me ask you, what is a dragon?"

"What is a dragon? A dragon is just a dragon, a naturally noble and powerful, nearly perfect race," Naloya replied.

"Look at those creatures in the mortal world," said the ancestral golden dragon Obilash, pointing at the many races in the city. "Whether it's the ogres and trolls who are stronger than weak humans, or the deep-sea nagas with extraordinary powers, or the descendants of the ancient elves, they are no match for the dragons."

"It would take these creatures countless hours to climb a mountain 10,000 meters high, but a dragon only needs to flap its wings lightly."

"Those creatures need magic and holy tools to reach the ten thousand meter deep sea, but the dragon only needs to swim a little deeper."

"In the sky, those creatures need to enter the legendary sanctuary or rely on magic to get a glimpse of it, but dragons are born to fly in the sky."

"No matter how dangerous the place is, dragons can always adapt easily, survive, and become the most powerful race, but that's all."

Obilash said: "Dragons are born to be perfect creatures, but the shackles of dragon blood and dragon heritage make dragons close to perfection, but they can never reach the pinnacle of perfection."

"Only by embracing independent wisdom and a will that is not restricted or influenced can a dragon make up for its imperfections and evolve towards perfection. This is what I understand as the secret of the Golden Empire's true dragon!"

Obirash looked into Naloya's eyes and whispered, "If you don't become a perfect true dragon, you will never be able to fight against the true dragons of the empire. You don't understand yet, Naloya!"

Naloya found it difficult to understand why every dragon that traveled in the Golden Empire would undergo a terrible change.

Maybe she had already realized it in her heart, but did not dare to explore it herself because she was afraid that she would be changed.

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