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Chapter 125 The Dragon Smaug

In an instant, this active volcano, named 'Gates of Hell', revealed to people the terrifying power of nature.

The skies over Iceland, where it is usually daylight almost 24 hours a day, now display a completely opposite color.

The sky became scorching and gloomy, with billowing black smoke rising into the air.

It can be seen even from Reykjavik, the capital of Iceland, which is more than 100 kilometers away.

"What the hell???"

Staff at the Icelandic Meteorological Service responsible for monitoring the volcanic eruption stood up in disbelief upon witnessing the scene.

That shouldn't be the case. They had clearly assessed that Hekla volcano showed no signs of eruption in the next three months before opening it to tourists, but now...
Looking at the apocalyptic scenes transmitted from the weather stations near the volcano, all the staff at the meteorological bureau felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Based on the data they collected, this could be the most violent eruption of Hekla volcano in nearly a century!

Almost immediately, the director of the Icelandic Meteorological Service, a man of typical Icelandic build—sturdy yet not bulky, with a long beard—stood up and roared, "Issue this damn red aviation alert immediately! Also, contact the civil defense and emergency management departments and have them notify all residents and tourists near Hekla volcano to evacuate immediately!"

"Yes, yes, Director."

The weather bureau staff hurried off to do what they were supposed to do.

Meanwhile, in Hyde Park, England, after learning of the Icelandic volcanic eruption, the British high-ranking officials, who had just recovered from the shock of the eruption, looked at each other, wondering if this had anything to do with them.
Moreover, as Iceland's friendly neighbor, they may have an obligation to send their air force to help the Icelandic people with disaster relief and rescue efforts, and also to take a look at what the dragon that may be sleeping in the Hekla volcano looks like.

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Brad was shocked by the shameless faces of these big shots.

But soon, his attention was drawn to the images just captured by a British military satellite on the tablet in his hand.

In the footage, against a dark sky filled with billowing black smoke, several disaster relief helicopters belonging to the Icelandic government can be seen frantically fleeing the massive volcanic ash sweeping in from behind, alongside cars on the ground with their accelerators floored.

But then, a pair of enormous wings flashed past in the billowing smoke, and from that direction spewed out an incredibly powerful pillar of crimson flame.

boom! !

The helicopters exploded with a loud bang, melting into a pile of scrap metal.

"Hiss."

Nearby, the British officials who had just been discussing how many air force units to send fell silent, their expressions one of disbelief.

The scene became even quieter after the technicians cropped out the image with the dragon wings and performed some simple calculations.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, Your Excellencies Cabinet Ministers, according to preliminary estimates, this creature, which is believed to be a dragon, is over 140 meters long. This is a reconstruction we made using IA based on the blurry photographs we just took."

The BPRD technician flipped the computer over so that these important figures could see the photo on the screen: a terrifying red dragon over 140 meters long with wings that seemed capable of blotting out the sky.

"Gulu."

At that moment, the greedy British officials instantly sobered up.

They glanced to their left, and Brad, whose face had completely fallen and who had no confidence in himself, exchanged a look. Then, Prime Minister Rishi Sunak spoke up, proposing:

"How about we contact the United States and cooperate with them on a joint military exercise?!"

"I think it's a good idea." "I second that."

Knowing how weak their own military was, the cabinet ministers nodded in agreement, thinking it was a good idea.

On the other side, inside the Hekla volcano, lies a terrifyingly hot environment capable of instantly charring carbon-based life forms.

The culprit that had just gone outside for a stroll and caused this disaster was now too afraid to even breathe, shrinking its terrifying and enormous dragon body under the lava, trembling as it looked at the two-legged beast in front of it, which was clearly small in size but made it feel fear and submission from the bottom of its blood.

"The effect is quite good."

Looking at this mythical creature that was a lizard just half a day ago, but which he had now evolved into the first giant dragon on Earth, Lu Bai was extremely satisfied with the newly imprinted innate divine power [Dragon God].

Adhering to the principle that the more willpower consumed during the imprinting process, the stronger it becomes, this innate supernatural power is indeed ridiculously strong.

He didn't waste the large amount of wish power he had just earned in this Dior incident.

Moreover, after obtaining the innate divine power of the Dragon God, his mental space has become completely different from before.

On the vast, boundless sea, the blood moon that had previously absorbed the power of the all-black eye sank to the bottom of the sea, becoming the dark side of this spiritual world.

In the sky, a sacred and majestic dragon held a bright sun in its mouth, surrounded by several stars formed from the innate abilities of other beasts.

In particular, the abilities of [Water Control] and [Wind Observation] increased dramatically in power after he obtained the [Dragon God] innate divine power of the drum, possibly exceeding their original limits.

"so."

Lu Bai stroked his chin and thought for a moment. He then raised his hand and pressed an octagonal stone engraved with a dragon pattern into the space an inch below the dragon's throat. He poured a large amount of memories into the dragon's soul, which had only recently been born and already contained some of the dragon's violent nature. He chuckled and said, "From now on, you are the dragon Smaug."

As he spoke, Lu Bai's figure disappeared inside the volcano, and he casually erased the volcano's memory of ever having seen him.

Meanwhile, news of a giant dragon appearing in the skies over Iceland has spread throughout the world.

Not only British military satellites, but many Icelanders also photographed, or even witnessed, Smaug's enormous figure.

Many journalists, lured by the promise of promotions and raises from their bosses and companies, reluctantly headed to Iceland.

But this does not include the journalist duo Mason and Niles.

After much painful reflection, the two realized they were plagued by bad luck and couldn't continue their potentially life-threatening journalism work, so they resigned together.

"The problem is, if we're not journalists, what are we going to do next, Mason?!"

Niles, a young Black man, was bewildered as he walked out of the CBS London bureau.

"I've decided to go back to my hometown of Moscow first. There are so many beautiful girls there. How about it, do you want to come with me?"

Mason raised an eyebrow at his partner, giving him a knowing smile that any man would understand.

"Yes, of course I'll go! I love Moscow and the girls there so much!"

Niles' eyes lit up as he listened, and he nodded without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)