Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

Immelt shifted its forepaws and raised its upper body high. Facing the dwarves who filled its gaze, the red dragon proudly proclaimed its power, inherited from its father.

"I am the Red Dragon Immelt, and I will become the guardian of Mackenbert. My kin, witness my power!!!" As the words fell, the fire dragon spread its burning wings and leaped down from the crystal, the swooping air cutting through the lava.

"In the name of Immelt, spirit of fire, heed my call!"

As the red dragon's body swept across the lava lake, countless fire elementals leaped from the lava, transforming into heat waves that ignited the dragon's body. Flaming wings climbed onto her scales, leaving burning phantoms in the air.

The red dragon transformed into a moving fire, her body engulfed in flames, leaving only her head and neck clearly visible. Fire elements connected to her body, forming an enormous fire dragon.

Then, this dazzlingly bright super dragon stirred up a heatwave and surged up to the top of Mackenbots with destructive force.

The burning fire dragon circled above the dwarf city, raining down fire with each circle, eliciting cheers from the dwarves.

Lyle stood beside Visselg, looking up at the fire dragon that was destroying the inner mountain path.

Immelt had put in a great deal of effort; she roared only a handful of times, and that one dragon roar must have been a full-force effort. Because during the five dragons' infancy, the black dragon Alcaron always found opportunities to assert his status as the eldest son. His booming voice left a deep impression on Lyle, and because of him, the other four dragons didn't like to roar much, because they considered their foolish older brother equally stupid.

However, displaying that form, coupled with the iconic dragon roar, was definitely the highlight of the dragon's appearance. Next was a flying performance by the red dragon and fire elementals, which Lyle could understand.

But if you're going to fly, why are you tearing down the Molten Dwarfs' buildings? Can't you see the King is right next to me?

And you dwarves, look! How come you cheer when the red dragon destroys your buildings? Didn't you see your king is right beside me?

"Ah, Immelt destroyed a mountain road; I reckon that road is ruined."

The Dwarf King remained remarkably calm in the face of Lyle's warning.

"That's the passageway to the old mining area. The veins there have been mined out, so they're just abandoned."

Lyle raised an eyebrow, and the sound of the explosion rang in his ears again.

"They just smashed a stone monument, which looked like some kind of memorial."

"The Monument to the Union of Dwarves and Fire is a stone monument commemorating the establishment of relations between our race and the fire elementals of the Great Forge. It's broken, but the new union will include the red dragon Immelt, so we can rebuild a red dragon sculpture."

"...Did you agree on this beforehand?"

After downing another glass of wine, Wieselger nodded.

"My uncle contacted me before, saying that the Red Dragon Lady's entrance performance needed to be shocking, and to make the dwarves feel the shock, destroying buildings was obviously the most suitable. I found some abandoned buildings for them to prepare, and the old town that was going to be renovated has long been emptied. [Idol activities should take economic benefits into account], the Garden Baron said that's what you taught me."

"..." Although the outcome was good, Lyle was certain that this was not his original intention.

It's like the talented girl idols you've painstakingly trained are performing a feat like breaking a boulder on their chest, and then these idiot audience members applaud and cheer.

A strange sense of unease.

“Although we agreed on this long ago, my heart bleeds as I watch the buildings my father built being destroyed, especially with my subjects cheering. Ah, although I understand this is a necessary sacrifice to receive the power of the Red Dragon. Lyle, have another drink with me. Don’t worry, they only plan to demolish the designated abandoned districts. Even if they make a mistake, the subjects are all gathered here now, so no one will be hurt. As for the extra losses of property, they are insignificant compared to the benefits brought by the Red Dragon.”

"She flew towards your palace."

"Holy crap!" Visselg sobered up halfway, his eyes bulging, and he quickly turned to look in the direction of home.

The red dragon merely passed over the palace, leaving behind a few sparks.

"Lai~~Er~~" The dwarf king, his eyes bloodshot, reached for his warhammer... but in the end, his hand moved to the wine cup, and the frustrated dwarf king continued to drink.

The red dragon's claws pierced through the gable wall.

The dwarf people shouted loudly.

Wieselger took a sip of his drink.

The scalding dragon breath melted the streets, road signs, and shops.

The dwarf people put their arms around each other and sang loudly.

Wieselger gulped down the wine.

The flames brought by the red dragon turned the old town into a sea of ​​fire, and the enormous bonfire burned down a quarter of MacKembert.

These seemingly deranged dwarves of Lyle were dancing in place, around their own burning homeland in the distance. I've never seen anyone so happy about their own house burning down.

The dwarf king dropped his wine cup, opened his arms, raised the barrel, and began to drink heartily, strong liquor dripping from the corners of his mouth.

This is what Lyle saw.

A red dragon wreaks havoc on the city, and fanatical dwarves cheer and worship it, while their de facto leader puts on a personal drinking contest.

The Red Dragon's idol campaign was over, and Lyle felt that MacKenzie was doomed as well, both in terms of the city's overall condition and the residents' mental state.

The re-equipment of the Life Overseers was merely a minor detail mentioned in passing. These warriors, who wielded the power of the red dragon, acquired even more new weapons, and some even became high-ranking Overseers wielding dual hammers, dual blades, or more.

Lyle saw a three-hammered overseer.

The dwarf warrior skillfully wielded three red dragon hammers with both hands. With his unique combat skills, this warlord of life transformed the red dragon hammers into a kind of flying device. There was a special connection between his red dragon armor and the war hammers, allowing him to control them with ease.

Watching him juggle those hammers up and down among his comrades, Lyle was certain that it wouldn't be long before a Four-Hammer Overlord and a Five-Hammer Overlord appeared.

The newly equipped and more imposing Warlord of Life pledged allegiance to the Red Dragon Immelt and the Dwarf King Viselg. Half-drunk and half-awake, the Dwarf King, supported by his guards, ascended the prepared platform, took two or three deep breaths, and let out a deafening burp.

Then the dwarves laughed and clapped, making Lyle feel isolated and out of place.

[Isn't this what you wanted? Immelt has completely integrated into her familia, even though their union isn't exactly normal for either side.]

Lyle's heart sank.

"This is not the dragon's kin I imagined. Is this what the glory of the dragon age is all about?"

Nia's tentacles poked at Lyle's twitching lips, and a whisper of dread echoed in Lyle's ears.

The glory of the Dragon Age? Impossible.

This is a new era, this is our glory.

A new era of glory, guided by the evil god Lyle.

"You mean, the red dragon and the dwarves' crazy behavior is all my fault?"

Chapter 635 Dreams and Interests

Lyle reluctantly accepted the gap between reality and his imagination. He seemed to have a talent for anomalyizing the things in front of him. Lyle decided to shift more responsibility to Andre's academic education. Sure enough, it was all the fault of those damned liches.

I did nothing wrong; I just ended up in this wrong world!

The doctor, his mood brightening again, curled up the corners of his mouth, casting an even longer shadow in the firelight of Mackenbert.

"The Garden Baron did a decent job, but that's all."

"I should give him a push."

When Lyle arrived at the Great Forge in his Firebearer armor, the fire elementals, with the help of the Life Overlord and dwarven volunteers, were cleaning up the mess after their performance. Immelt had never learned how to land with such immense kinetic energy, so when the red dragon, empowered by the fire elementals, descended, she actually crashed headfirst into the lava pool. The massive explosion wasn't her intention, but fortunately, the dwarves thoroughly enjoyed her impromptu performance.

The floating islands within the Great Forge were blasted apart by Immelt's rocket headbutt, and the shattered fire crystals blossomed like flowers, piercing through the caverns where the fire elementals rested. Worse still, this was directly beneath Mackenbert. In other words, the red dragon's performance nearly breached the foundations of the dwarven city. Fortunately, the fire crystals were hard enough to completely fill the collapsed gaps, preventing the dwarves and fire elementals from becoming roommates rather than living in adjacent buildings.

At this moment, the Garden Baron was floating on lava, directing the post-disaster reconstruction work, and everyone was enjoying the afterglow of the celebration.

"My red dragon wife! Someone has fallen into lava!"

The sudden bad news caught everyone off guard. When they came to their senses, they only saw several fire elementals carrying a humanoid charcoal up the embankment of the Great Furnace.

"I'll treat him right away!!!" Immelt leaped to the side of the burned dwarf. In her dragon form, her eyes were filled with anxiety. Without thinking, she unleashed a breath of life-giving dragon energy onto the poor dwarf.

As it turns out, the life force that the Father of Ten Thousand Dragons gave to the Red Dragon was ridiculously good, probably not inferior to the Holy Light.

The carbon layer on the surface crumbled and fell away, and the steaming rocky body inside transformed back into tough flesh and blood. The dwarf opened his eyes. He was adorned with several molten fragments of armor, and his awkward appearance, devoid of hair and beard, made him look shyly at the towering red dragon.

"Ah, my lady, you just saved my life with your own dragon breath. I, Anxi Ranzong, have no way to repay you but to offer myself to you!!" The young dwarf, eager to fulfill his promise, was lifted down by the fire elemental, his round bald head still twisting in mid-air.

"Let go!!! I am the red dragon's true love!!! I was kissed!!! I was breathed by her dragon breath!!!"

As the dwarf was carried out, a profound silence descended upon the scene; the only sounds in the space of about a hundred people could be the crackling of flames and the bubbling of lava.

then……

Thump thump thump thump thump...

"Oh my god! I accidentally fell into lava!!!"

"It's so hot!!! I'm going to die!! I need a kiss from Lord Red Dragon to come back to life!!!"

"Get out of my way!! Jump the hell away!!! Don't block my prime spot!!!"

"Lord Immelt, look this way!!! I can't swim in lava!!! I'm going to die!!! Aaaaaaah!!!"

The fire elementals fell silent as they dragged piles of dwarven fried food ashore. Some of them, their hands clasped to their chests, had thick, pouting lips still clearly visible on their charred, indistinct faces.

Lyle realized that these dwarves were even more hopeless than he had thought. Just a short distance away from him, one of the dwarves took advantage of the Life Overlord's inattention and plunged into the lava, creating a splash that Nia gave a zero.

Immelt smiled helplessly, exchanged glances with the Garden Baron and the Red Dragon Priest, and sighed.

"Gather them together. I need to prepare for a large-scale dragon breath attack."

"Wait! Lord Red Dragon!!!" The Life Overlords maintaining order stepped forward en masse, the veins bulging on their foreheads looking as if they could crack their helmets. As Immelt's personal guards, they had already allowed the esteemed Red Dragon to be taken advantage of in the emergency, and now that they had realized what was happening, they were not about to let these brats continue to have their way.

"The new weapons you have bestowed upon us also possess powerful healing abilities. Please allow us to help you alleviate the suffering of these wounded! We also wish to do our part for you."

“Well… alright! Then I’ll leave it to you.” The merciful Immelt, unwilling to interrupt the intimate exchange between the dwarves, left the opportunity to strengthen their bond to the Overseer of Life.

The foolish children lying on the ground were still fantasizing about the red dragon's breath, completely unaware that what kissed them was their elder's iron hammer.

"You guys are fucking geniuses! You dare to jump into lava! Keep jumping!!! Keep jumping!!!"

The young man who had been lying dead on the ground began to jump around again under the beating of the Overseer of Life.

Mackenbert's business is thriving today under the flames of the Red Dragon.

the other side.

Baron Garden greeted Lyle, adopting the humble posture of an apprentice and accepting the teachings of his mentor, Lyle.

"Mr. Lyle, what do you think of my work?"

"Commendable".

"Is there still room for improvement?"

Lyle stood with his hands on his hips, Nia's tentacles stroking his chin, striking a pose of profound mystery. The Garden Baron, with his keen thermal vision, detected a hint of superiority and confidence in that gaze.

He understood that Lyle was going to teach him something new.

"Garden, I'm not trying to be mean, but what did you gain from this red dragon flight show you prepared? Look, you guys did the city planning for Visselg, blew up the Great Forge, and you fire elementals didn't get a single benefit. Is this what you call running a business? It's more like charity!"

The Garden Baron's fiery head transformed into a large question mark.