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Now that Margaret has advanced to demigod status.

Ron's plan can now be implemented.

The next day, Ron made her practice all day long.

They've finally broken in together again.

Margaret, her cheeks slightly flushed, asked Ron, "Shall we go and steal the dragon tomorrow?"

Ron flicked her on the forehead: "I've told you so many times, how can you call this stealing!"

"We're going to rescue them; these dragons have been imprisoned by an evil kingdom."

"We went there so that they could pursue a life of freedom."

"They are the liberators!! Do you understand?"

"I'll have to add this sentence to my self-introduction from now on."

Margaret scoffed at Ron's shamelessness; she loved seeing him spout nonsense with such a straight face.

Ron and Margaret got ready and set off.

Before leaving, he also packed the 30,000 Silver Dragon Knights into the small garden.

If the other party really doesn't know what's good for them, Ron will have to show them some fighting skills.

Ron rode on Margaret's back, and with a flap of her wings, she covered dozens of miles. The wind howled past, and the mountains and rivers on the ground unfolded like a scroll painting.

Most of them are newly formed areas where no living organisms can be seen.

Even kobolds and goblins would need many years to cover these areas.

Over the next hundred years, the world of Terran will usher in a golden age of population explosion for all races.

Ron flew through the clouds, and even though Margaret had become a demigod, her speed was nearly twice as fast as before.

It still took five days to reach the Tianluo Mountains.

This was his first time visiting the Tianluo Mountains since the world was upgraded.

The place has completely changed; the mountains stretch endlessly, and their height has increased six or seven times.

The mountainside was covered in snow.

All those mountain passes from before have disappeared.

They wanted to cross the Skyfall Mountains again to reach the frontier.

We'll have to send explorers to reopen the road, and who knows how many more people will die that way.

Since the world has advanced, no one from either side has been able to cross this mountain range.

It can be said that the pioneering land was on land, completely cut off from the rest of the continent.

Ron led Margaret as they began to traverse the massive mountain range, looking down at the complex terrain below.

He sighed, "I wonder how many magical beasts will spawn here in the future!"

It seems the kingdom's trade will have to rely on maritime transport from now on.

It took the two of them almost half a day to get out of the Tianluo Mountain range.

We arrived at the prosperous land to the south.

This region is home to dozens of countries, large and small.

The combined power is not to be underestimated even by the major powers, but fortunately, they cannot actually unite as one.

It was a disorganized mess from the very beginning.

They were reduced to vassals or lackeys of powerful forces.

Ron has two goals for today. The first is the Principality of Black Iron.

This is the duchy that Ron had dealt with since the beginning of his awakening.

The Black Iron Duchy is of average strength, and it is a dragon-raising family that was established because a dragon knight was born in its history.

Later, the dragon knight's lifespan ended, and the dragon also departed.

Fortunately, there was a black iron dragon in Dragon Garden, which saved the duchy.

It can be said that the entire duchy was built on the back of the Black Iron Dragon.

Once Ron takes the dragon away, the duchy will be a mere shell of its former self.

As for why Ron chose him, it was because he had almost died at Ron's hands.

Now that we have the strength, of course we want to take revenge.

He doesn't play any jokes about forgetting past grievances with a laugh.

The strong should be the ones who ruthlessly punish the weak!

Margaret descended directly upon the capital of the Black Iron Duchy.

Grand Justice Black Iron sat in the council chamber, deep in thought.

His father, the previous Grand Duke of Black Iron, insisted on using the blessings bestowed upon the duchy for himself.

I wanted to go all in and try for the third tier, but unfortunately...

Perhaps the blessing was insufficient, or perhaps the previous Black Iron Grand Duke's life force was declining.

In short, the blessings were used up, but the breakthrough was not successful.

The entire duchy was now crestfallen, especially as news of new third-tier advancements kept pouring in from the surrounding duchies.

They were even more worried.

Now their Black Iron Duchy is at the bottom of the rankings among the surrounding countries.

At this moment, they were discussing how to deal with the incursions from the surrounding duchies, especially the neighboring Duchy of Brass.

I heard that the Duke of Windsor even embezzled the metal belonging to his nobles.

He is now a master in the mid-stage or even late-stage of the third tier.

"Is that hook seller about to take off too?" Grand Duke Black Iron was itching with hatred.

"Is their journey so easy? That pretty boy from the Silver Kingdom up ahead is also..."

But before he could finish speaking, the royal palace and castle collapsed.

Bricks, stones, and broken wood buried all these people underneath.

Fortunately, these people all had strength, and although they were covered in dust and dirt, they all managed to crawl out.

"Who? Who is it?" the Black Iron Duke roared in a shrill voice.

Then Ron emerged from the dust, his face dark.

Margaret, standing next to her, was still trying not to laugh.

Anyone who hears others talking about them behind their back will be furious.

At this moment, the Black Iron Grand Duke also recognized the person who came, and his neck, which had been red with anger, instantly shrank back.

With a pale face and trembling, she forced a smile that looked worse than crying out:

"Lord Ron, welcome to our home."

Ron scoffed, "I'm not good!!"

Then he randomly found a chair in the ruins, sat down, and crossed his legs:

"I think I just heard someone badmouthing me behind my back!"

He spoke these words with a hint of anger, and then telepathically instructed Margaret to release the aura of a demigod.

Margaret immediately did as she was told. Under the power of a demigod, a group of people immediately knelt down. When these people felt this, their hearts sank to the bottom.

"It's over!!"

Under Margaret's presence, Grand Duke Black Iron wiped away his cold sweat, but still forced himself to speak:

"Your Excellency, we were referring to the Duke of Windsor, you've misunderstood..."

"Still trying to argue!" Ron roared.

Margaret also took the opportunity to lash out at Grand Duke Black Iron with her tail.

The Black Iron Grand Duke crashed into several walls before finally stopping, but fortunately Margaret held back, and the Grand Duke was still alive.

"As compensation for your slander against me, I will borrow the Black Iron Dragon to create a Black Iron Mine."

The noble ministers below exchanged bewildered glances: "Borrow?"

"This is blatant robbery! If the Black Iron Dragon is taken away, their duchy is truly doomed."

But at this moment, the Black Iron Grand Duke's predicament was looming ahead, and a demigod-level dragon was also watching from the sidelines.

They wouldn't dare say anything in rebuttal; this is their dragon-raising family's business, and we won't get involved.

Everyone had this thought when Margaret threatened them.

Seeing that no one dared to speak, Ron pulled the Black Iron Grand Duke back over.

He was asked to lead him to the Black Iron Dragon. In fact, with such a commotion, the Black Iron Dragon should have noticed it and come over long ago.

But since he hasn't appeared yet, something must have happened that Ron doesn't know about.

As expected, with the Black Iron Grand Duke in hand, Ron arrived at the location of the dragon's nest without any obstacles.

The Black Iron Dragon's lair is on a small hill on the outskirts of the capital, and the entrance is sealed with iron bars.

The black iron dragon wasn't very large, only about sixty or seventy meters long, and its entire body was covered in thick, iron-black scales. It was dozing off in its nest.

As soon as Ron entered, he saw an elderly man with gray hair flirting with Black Iron Dragon.

It seemed they wanted to take Black Iron Dragon away, but Black Iron Dragon refused to let him ride it no matter what.

Ron was furious when he saw it:

"How dare you steal my dragon!"