Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 375 Plaything
Above a small habitable planet, the thick atmosphere is about tens of kilometers high. The entire atmosphere is filled with a strange and wild force that has the essence of rejecting all foreign species.

This planet is like the Gaia consciousness of a former planet, and it possesses an instinctive pan-consciousness.

Or maybe it's like a proving ground where those legendary destined beings who traveled through the endless starry sky and used the plane worlds and planets as experimental subjects to fulfill their will.

Or maybe this ancient little planet was once home to a demigod overlord who controlled the world. He built the entire planet as his own lair, and was infected by the power and will of the demigod overlord, leading to this situation.

In this thick atmosphere, there are not only densely packed belts of broken planetary meteorites, but also many corpses of aliens floating in the atmosphere, just like being in the vacuum of the universe.

Above this floating meteorite belt, a huge black steel ship is quietly suspended in the air. Its huge iron shell is like a dark rectangular structure, full of steel edges and corners and a simple and rough style.

"In any case, it is a fact that a squad of veteran soldiers from the Empire has been trapped on this planet. Next, we need to see the opinions of the Central Military Department of the Empire and wait for the order of the Dragon King!"

The once frail body of Paul Atreides, the Lion King of the Golden Lion Empire, has now become exceptionally strong. He is fully clothed in the Golden Lion King Armor, with only his head exposed. His solemn face bears traces of time and war.

The inflated armor breathed in and out, swelled and expanded as the middle-aged lion king spoke, as if it had real life.

The golden lion king stood with his back to a statue of an ancestral dragon carved on the iron wall of the steel spacecraft.

The head of the statue of the ancestral true dragon is looking forward. Under its huge iron claw, its left claw is pressing on the statue model of the thinking machine, which symbolizes the pinnacle of wisdom and civilization in the Dune plane. It represents that this giant dragon controls wisdom and civilization.

The right claw of the ancestor true dragon pressed on the Golden Lion Throne of the Golden Lion Empire with crossed swords and power, symbolizing that this true dragon controls power and savagery.

On top of the head of the ancestral dragon, there is a bust of a human-like figure wearing a crown and with an unclear face.

It symbolizes that this ancestral true dragon rules the Golden Lion Empire as the lord of mankind.

After the dragon-blood angel Gabriel arrived in the Dune world, the Golden Lion King of Dune received strong support and help from the empire's giant monsters and angels. He fought north and south and wiped out the aristocratic kingdoms of the three planets.

Under the persuasion of the ogre giants and the Imperial Think Tank, the King of Golden Lion slowly conquered the territory of the Golden Lion Empire.

Every time a planet is conquered, the Golden Lion Empire will rebuild its civilization system.

It takes time to establish a complete and perfect imperial system, but the result is that the rule of the Golden Lion King has gradually become deeply rooted on these planets, and the rest of the old aristocratic forces can no longer shake the order of the Golden Lion King.

Under such circumstances, exchanges between the Dune Plane and the Empire's headquarters became increasingly frequent.

Not only are special species like the human computer Mentate increasing in number in the Golden Empire, but even those steel creations are also common in the empire.

However, due to the rebellion of the thinking machines in the Dune plane, the civilization of the Dune plane has been in a state of stagnation and "return to the ancient times".

The development of warp-speed space-crossing engine ships that were once used to travel across the starry sky has also stagnated in the Dune plane, resulting in not many steel creations that can travel across space in the Dune plane.

However, even so, after hearing that the kings and the emperor of the empire disappeared in the vacuum of the universe outside the empire's base camp, the Golden Lion King Paul Atreides still led the Golden Lion Legion from the Dune Plane to the empire's base camp.

The King of Golden Lions, who arrived at the imperial base for the first time, had not yet had a good time touring the empire before he stepped into the war of conquering the plane.

For the unprecedented huge plan of Space-Time Star Torch, almost every Dragon King in the empire has embarked on this path, and every commander has his own mission.

This is also the fundamental reason why the new generation of dragons in the Golden Empire began to step onto the world stage of Ekania.

The giant demon Fafner stood beside the King of Golden Lion, looking at the projector image in the spaceship with a cold face.

What is displayed in the projector image is the terrain and range of the planet underneath the feet of this steel creature, as detected by remote control using information ripples and magic detection.

"This planet is rich in a natural creature called 'Spine Beasts'. The ruling class of the indigenous kingdoms on the planet control this rare natural resource of spine beasts, which gives them power over all other living beings."

The giant demon Fafna told the news that the Imperial Veteran Squad had sent back.

"The natural resource of spine beasts is similar to the derivative of the rules of mind constructs. The ruling class injects spine beasts into their bodies, and as time goes by, they gradually merge with their spines and bones."

"This also allows these natives to have strong physiques and strength, as well as the blood-forming and resuscitation abilities that come with strong bones. Those natives are proud of their physiques, so they worship themselves and despise everything else."

"Those who cannot tame the spine beasts will have their consciousness and thoughts absorbed by the spine beasts in their bodies, and will be transformed into twisted monsters wandering in the wild."

"According to the survey conducted by the veteran soldiers of the Empire, the average physical fitness of the natives on this planet is even better than that of the ordinary species in the Empire. Only the monster species in the Empire can surpass the physical fitness of the natives."

"As for the spine beast warriors that have merged with spine beasts, their vitality can be compared to that of the trolls in the empire, their strength attributes can be compared to that of the ogres in the empire, and their recovery ability is even comparable to that of the dragon blood warriors in the empire."

Fafna said: "The power on this planet has its merits, but it seems that these natives do not like to communicate with outsiders."

The King of the Golden Lion nodded and said in a deep voice: "Such resources would tempt even me. No wonder the indigenous rulers do not want outsiders to come."

"Having such abundant resources as a starting point is better than the hard work of many ordinary people."

The giant demon Fafna suddenly narrowed her eyes and said, "The people from the empire are coming!"

The projector image in the core command room of the spacecraft showed that the steel door had been opened, and the fusion of machinery and magic stretched out a seesaw to cross the sky above the planet.

A small magic space jump ship shaped like the mango fruit that grows abundantly in the imperial forest now landed next to the huge spaceship.

The iron door of the small spacecraft opened, and the sound of huge steel stepping on the steel bridge was heard.

Four dark armored figures strode out of the small spacecraft, huge and agile, with steel edges and heavy but not clumsy postures.

There were four different warriors holding their helmets and climbing onto the deck of the main ship from a small spaceship.

A troll with fangs, a handsome elf, a strong gray dwarf, and a two-headed ogre.

"It seems that the natives of this planet are finished,"

The giant demon Fafna only took a first glance and announced the death of the natives of the planet.

Because of the customized heavy armor, it means that these imperial veterans who came here are the very few independent regiments and the most elite organized warriors in the Golden Empire.

The armor worn by these warriors is a new generation of giant armor developed by the Golden Empire to deal with plane wars.

Each piece of armor weighs dozens of tons and is equipped with complete small-scale survival cycle equipment to cope with various abnormal environments in different dimensions.

In particular, the dual configuration of magic and technology means that these warriors do not have to worry about the heavy armor becoming ineffective due to overly harsh environments.

In addition to the perfect survival equipment that can be reused and recycled, these huge armors are also equipped with a complete offensive firepower system. The loaded "war" intelligent mastermind can freely control long-range firepower strikes under the will of the soldiers.

And each of those warriors is an unstoppable force in the mortal world.

Especially the dragon skull badge worn on the giant armored chest of the ogre. It is an imperial medal that can only be obtained by accumulating merits by killing thousands of enemies in war.

There is also the halo-like dragon scale ring behind the elf's armor. It is made entirely of scales shed by the Dragon King himself. It is a great weapon of the Legion Halo that has almost unlimited ability to carry the power of the empire.

Theoretically, if the will of this elven warrior is strong and resilient enough, he can unleash the power of an imperial power aura comparable to that of a dragon king.

Such a dragon scale halo can only be rewarded by achieving the following feats at the same time, such as beheading generals, capturing flags, breaking through enemy lines, and being the first to reach the enemy line, which are regarded as the highest honor among warriors.

Sure enough, when those iron warriors stepped into the command center room of the spacecraft, the giant demon Fafner's prophecy came true.

"Your Excellency, Commander of the Legion, Your Excellency, Chief of Staff,"

The leading elven warrior knocked his armored arm on his heavy breastplate in a simple military salute.

"The Imperial Central Military Council has issued an order for the Golden Lion Legion to destroy those natives who dared to defy the will of the Empire and kill the lives of the Empire's soldiers."

"These natives who dared to obstruct the Empire's plan to build the Space-Time Astronomical Torch should not exist in this world."

"The order to exterminate the imperial civilization has been signed by His Majesty the ruling dragon king, Obilash, and has been uploaded to the main brain core of the spacecraft through the war main brain. Please sign for it, His Excellency the commander of the army, and deploy the corresponding combat plan to complete this combat goal!"

The Golden Lion King's mental power connected to the main brain of the spacecraft, and in an instant, countless information flowed through Paul Atreides' eyes.

Then the King of Golden Lions nodded, "What are you waiting for? I'm waiting for this moment. Mastermind, give my order. All troops will descend and prepare for landing operations to exterminate all the rebellious civilizations on this planet!"

Clang,

A huge sound of steel rang out at the same time, and four elite veteran soldiers simultaneously struck their armor at the statue of the ancestral true dragon.

"God bless the warriors!"

After these brief words, the four powerful veterans put on their steel helmets at the same time. The bright red pupils on their steel helmets lit up at the same time. Above the planet's atmosphere, a huge steel structure suddenly descended.

Above the earth, an ancient and tall city stands.

Many legion warriors and powerful spine beasts were now gathered around a bonfire outside the city. The blazing flames illuminated the heads that were hung on wooden stakes by these warriors.

The Golden Empire's regular legion veteran squads are usually composed of ten people, and are sent to each plane that needs to be explored as a vanguard dispatch team to collect enough information to facilitate the empire's subsequent planning arrangements.

But at this time, almost all of this squad of imperial veterans had their heads chopped off by these warriors and hung on wooden stakes, becoming a proof for the natives to show off their military power and expel outsiders.

These natives even performed wild dances and sang wild songs in front of the campfire. The blood of those old soldiers of the empire who fought until their death now solidified into bloodstains, feeding the arrogance of these natives.

But when a strong sound of air vibration was heard, the natives couldn't help but look up.

A huge steel structure was hovering above the clouds in the sky. Dense numbers of dragonfly flapping-wing aircraft flew out from the opened iron doors, and the roaring sound of their engines resounded through the sky.

"The armies of those outsiders are coming!"

"Take up your weapons and kill all those outsiders!"

"Kill them, those outsiders are nothing more than that!"

The boiling sound resounded throughout the earth.

The indigenous warriors were not afraid at all. They raised their weapons and took the initiative to face the steel machines that were approaching the ground.

Some spine beast warriors even threw out the spears in their hands. The powerful force made these spears hit the falling flapping-wing aircraft like steel shells, directly piercing several flapping-wing aircraft.

But there are still countless steel flapping-wing aircraft opening their belly hatches, from which fall densely packed airdrop landing capsules.

One by one, the soldiers of the Golden Lion Legion, wearing iron armor and carrying energy frequency shields, stepped out of the airdrop pods. The laser and ion guns in these soldiers' hands immediately burst into waves of light.

"Outsiders, you will all die in my hands!"

A spine beast warrior with fangs like an orc suddenly spread out a pair of flesh wings that pierced through his body. He soared into the sky and slashed at those steel creatures with the long sword in his hand.

boom!
A huge piece of armor fell from the sky and stepped directly on the head of the spine beast warrior, crushing his entire head.

The brain was covered in blood, but it was instantly burned to ashes by the flames of magic particles emitted from the feet of the armor.

Then the entire body of the spine beast warrior was directly trampled into the ground by the armor, but even so, these spine beast warriors with strong vitality still did not die.

The spine in the body, which had its own consciousness like a living thing, was wriggling, trying to reorganize the flesh and blood and transform into the head of the spine beast warrior.

boom,
The magic steel claws that the gray dwarf was good at using directly pierced through the strong body of the spine beast warrior, grabbed the spine with tiny bone spurs growing on it and pulled it out violently.

The extraction of the spine finally ended the powerful vitality of the spinebeast warrior, but the gray dwarf used the spine as a heavy whip and swung it out, directly hitting an indigenous warrior who was rushing over in mid-air.

"dross,"

Driven by will, the huge armor of the gray dwarves began to run on the battlefield. The sound of steel friction, the sound of mechanical operation in the lubricating oil and the rotation of the crankshaft sounded, and the creation weighing dozens of tons began to rush forward like a devastating force.

A beast-like roar sounded under the mask, and the ogre's left iron gauntlet grabbed the head of an indigenous warrior and crushed it.

At the same time, the battle axe in his right hand started working, chopping the bodies and weapons of several indigenous warriors who rushed over into two pieces.

The elves and the troll landed on the wall where the crowd was the most densely populated, and began to slaughter everyone.

A strong breath began to awaken beneath the ground of the city, carrying with it an ancient wildness.

The eyes of Paul Atreides, the King of the Golden Lions in the sky, and Fafner, the giant demon, lit up at the same time.

"I found you," this was the voice of the giant demon Fafna.

"It's our turn," a pair of huge dragon-scale wings stretched out from behind the huge body of the Golden Lion King, he jumped out of his main ship and fell to the ground.

……

Salela tiredly rubbed his beautiful body into the soft recliner. Even though a young dragon had as much energy as the rising sun, the green dragon Salela still felt tired in his spirit.

As an exchange student for the exchange of magical knowledge and civilizational wisdom between the Golden Empire and the Luman Empire, one of the most dominant empires in Middle-earth, the green dragon Salera has made tremendous help to the Golden Empire's development of magic and plane exploration knowledge over the years.

For the countries in these high-level planes, instead of wasting energy and resources to fight against the countries in their own planes that also have ancient sources of power and blood inheritance, it is better to turn around and invade and conquer other low-level planes that are naturally subject to upper limit restrictions.

Although those low-level planes have an upper limit to their development in terms of life level and power level, it does not mean that some wonderful resources will not be born in the low-level planes.

The two dominant empires in the Central Continent were able to possess the resources and hunting grounds to cultivate legendary beings because they had opened up alternate dimensions.

The strong and the country are interdependent and mutually supportive. Although those once legendary destinies have embarked on the journey to the astral world, in the orthodox history of the empire that has been recorded for 3,600 years.

No civilized country in the world of Ekania has the intention or courage to go to war with the two hegemonic empires.

Even though the two hegemonic empires had been silent for hundreds of years due to internal divisions and turmoil, no other country dared to despise the two hegemonic empires.

Although the Golden Empire and the Northern Kings were on good terms with the Faen Empire, they also had long-term exchanges with the Ruman Empire.

When it comes to politics, once the dragons can really calm down, they are no more clumsy than any human nobles.

The influence of the Luman Empire radiates across the eastern continent, and it has no direct conflict of interest with the northern kings, so the two countries have been on good terms and communicating with each other for more than a decade.

The green dragon Salela is one of them.

An extremely handsome human brought a cup of steaming hot tea and placed it in front of the green dragon Salela. He then began to rub the shoulders of this pretty and well-built girl in a familiar manner.

Salela just lay there quietly with her eyes closed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"I heard that the new generation of Dragon King candidates of the Golden Empire, Caesar and Nero, have recently arrived at the Rose City in the north and are discussing with Cain, the future king of the Faen Empire, the ownership of the last noble kingdom city in the north."

The extremely handsome young man said softly, "Salaila, you are devoted to the exploration of knowledge and wisdom. I wonder if you have heard this news."

Salela slowly opened his eyes, and his green pupils seemed to penetrate the physical body and directly into the heart of this handsome human being.

"If you earn your place in the empire through your own abilities, no one will say anything to you, my dear."

Salera said: "But if you try to use your relationship with me to influence something in the empire, I will kill you myself without Caesar and Nero having to do anything!"

The young green dragon's eyes were full of tenderness, but the words he spoke made the handsome young man shudder.

The white, slender hand touching the face was like the touch of a lover, but it carried a warning of instant death.

"A true dragon should recognize the merits of every race in the world, so I agreed to your passionate pursuit."

Salela said softly, "But don't let me down, my dear. Your strengths and the characteristics that I like cannot cover my brain. I don't want you to die in my hands in the future."

The handsome young man nodded subconsciously and said slowly: "I just see that you are busy all day, and I am afraid that you don't have the spare time to pay attention to the situation in the empire."

"That's good," Salela put down her hands with satisfaction and closed her beautiful eyes again.

A voice like the talk in a dream sounded.

"My leadership is not as good as Caesar's, my strength is not as good as Nero's, my steadiness is not as good as Achilles', and my overall view is not as good as Derrick's."

"But the king of the empire is never achieved by pure strength or merit in some aspect."

"They have their advantages, and I have my own cleverness. Green dragons are naturally good at using their brains."

"The dispute between me and them is only about competing for the crown among the younger generation of the empire. This is a dispute between dragons, not a conspiracy or struggle. My dear, you must remember this!"

Salela whispered, "Otherwise you will just be an insignificant plaything in my hands!"

(End of this chapter)