Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Vukan's situation is similar to Ruth's.

But Sylvia's IQ is high enough, and Fenris wolves are also social animals, so Ruth will not be in danger even if he follows her all the time.

The Fire Dragon Lord's IQ is not low, but it only protects Vokhan temporarily due to a burst of maternal instinct, and the Fire Dragon Lord lives alone.

As Vulkan grows up, its status will change from a cub to a competitor for food resources.

The Fire Dragon Lord will drive him out of his lair and let him go out to establish his own territory.

The young dragon knew these things instinctively, but Vulkan was no beast.

Therefore, when "Mother" beats him, Walkan will die in an unclear manner.

The dead Vukan would be resurrected and, driven by his instinct for survival, would kill his "mother", which would become the beginning of Vukan's downfall.

This incident is also recorded in "Robert's Rebellion".

The location where Vukan fell had deviated, which was not a good sign.

There was a deviation in the crash site of Vukan, which was obviously not a good sign.

The Primarch was supposed to land in the human settlement of Nocturne, but by a twist of fate he fell into the lair of the Fire Dragon Lord.

Woppe's timely intervention not only saved the Fire Dragon Lord's life, but also prevented the Primarch's soul from being cast in the shadow of kinslaying.

Wop walked slowly forward and gently held the black boy in his arms.

The black boy curled up quietly in Wop's arms, but his wet eyes kept looking back at the Fire Dragon Lord.

His small palm stretched forward unconsciously, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to touch his mother's rough scales again.

A faint blue psychic glow emanated from Wop's fingertips, conveying soothing thoughts to the beast's consciousness. "We should leave now, but I promise to bring him to see you often."

The Fire Dragon Lord's huge body leaned forward slightly, the brutality in his scarlet vertical pupils had long since dissipated, replaced by a sadness no different from that of a human mother.

"Take...me...away..."

The giant beast carefully retracted its sharp claws, lowered its dragon head, and let out a low whimper from its throat.

Wop pretended to be in a dilemma, "We are going back to the human city. You will hurt someone."

"No...no..." It eagerly scratched the ground with its front paws, leaving white marks on the hard basalt.

The black boy seemed to sense the change in the atmosphere. He stretched out his dark little hands and tightly grasped Wop's collar. He raised his tender face and called out in a vague voice: "baba..."

Wop frowned again in feigned confusion, as if he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. "Okay, but if you hurt someone, you must pay the price!"

The Fire Dragon Lord happily flapped his thick tail, plowing deep grooves in the rocks.

Just like a dog.

In fact, Wop has been thinking about how to kidnap the Fire Dragon Lord.

Vulkan already regarded her as his mother, and forcibly separating the mother and child would only sow the seeds of resentment in the Primarch's young heart.

But it is not possible to take the Fire Dragon Lord away by force, otherwise the predator will be wild and unruly and will only hurt people. She must choose to follow voluntarily out of maternal instinct.

As for the option of killing the Fire Dragon Lord, Wop did not consider it.

He killed the Primarch's mother and still wanted to educate the Primarch. So when Vukan grew up, the first person he would kill would be Wop, the enemy who killed his mother.

The Fire Dragon Lord slowly spread out his membrane wings that covered the sky outside the lair, and his dark red scales glowed with a metallic luster in the faint light of the magma.

She lay on the ground in a docile posture, with her thick dragon tail curled up meekly at her side, and even the sharp bone spurs on the edges carefully retracted.

When Wop approached, the Fire Dragon Lord even lowered his ferocious head and asked Wop to ride him.

The thinking of wild beasts is simple: the strong prey on the weak.

Since she couldn't defeat Wop despite her best efforts, surrender was the only way to continue protecting the cubs.

Wop leaped lightly onto the Fire Dragon Lord's scaly neck and sat firmly in the depression where the skull connected to the spine.

Wop lifted the dark-black baby in his arms, letting its moist crimson eyes meet his own. "Remember, you are Vulkan, and only Vulkan. You are the Primarch of the Eighteenth Legion, the guardian of humanity."

"Let me give you a name too." Wop's fingers stroked the cut scales of the Fire Dragon Lord.

The Fire Dragon Lord gently tapped the dragon's head.

Wop's eyes moved to the dark baby in his arms.

The name of Vulcan comes from the twelve Roman gods. The twelve Roman gods correspond to the twelve Olympian gods one by one, and many mythological stories are exactly the same.

The sun god Apollo didn't even change his name or his reputation.

Vulcan corresponds to Hephaestus, the god of fire and craftsmen.

Wop: "Juno Ignis. Juno is the queen of heaven in Terran Roman mythology, the mother of Vulcan, the goddess of marriage and motherhood, and the Romans called her the deity who leads children to see the light. In Terran, Ignis means flame. Do you like it?"

Juno understood her name, Juno Ignis, Mother of Fire, Queen of Fire.

This is the child’s father’s blessing to her!

"Like...Like!" Her thoughts were as excited as the little girl's.

"Tyra..." Walkan babbled, pronouncing the word that Wop had been repeating.

Wop's voice was low and solemn, "Terra is the home planet of mankind, and it is also the home planet of you and me!"

Juno spread its dark red membranous wings that covered the sky and flapped them violently in the sulfur smoke clouds spewing from the volcano.

The hot air currents carried Mars upwards, lifting the three people into the crimson sky and flying towards the majestic Sindarar Plateau.

Chapter 167 Seven Shields Alliance (5K)

Nocturne has seven sanctuary cities, built on seven stable tectonic plates. These massive cities are drilled deep into the earth, into the planet's solid bedrock.

When Wop rode Juno and looked down at the entire city, he was convinced that the Nocturne people could not build such a magnificent city of refuge with their current level of technology. Every city of refuge originated from a dark technological age that had long been lost in the long river of history.

The construction of the City of Sanctuary was an extremely large project, but there was no technological heritage in the City of Sanctuary, as if the technological level of the local residents was deliberately limited to the medieval range.

This artificially created technological gap, combined with the survival mode shaped by the extreme environment, means that the Nocturne people are likely to be like NPCs in a theme park.

They are most likely descendants of criminals or clones, and know nothing about real human civilization. Their social forms and technological levels are also tailored for the immersive experience of tourists.

Perhaps Nocturne was once a Western fantasy theme park in the dark technological era, and the script was about the Seven Shields Alliance composed of seven cities of refuge fighting against the invasion of dark elves.

Visitors will play the role of heroes, and the summoning ceremony is the teleportation array of the orbital spacecraft.

The locals can only use ordinary swords, while the brave have their own exclusive artifacts, such as the Power Holy Sword, Plasma Wand, etc.

If you can't defeat the devil even if you try your best, you can also use forbidden spells. The macro cannon is the starfall spell, and the light spear is the doomsday judgment.

As Wop gazed at the magnificent City of Sanctuary on the Sindala Plateau, his speculation became more and more certain.

As long as the civilization is primitive enough, any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.

"Juno, land outside the city gate."

Wop patted the mother dragon's rough scales, and the Fire Dragon Lord obediently lowered his flying altitude, his dark red membrane wings casting a suffocating shadow on the ground.

The guards on the city wall were the first to notice something was wrong. A huge red shadow suddenly appeared on the skyline and was approaching at an alarming speed.

When the pair of wings that covered the sky and the sun were fully unfolded, the entire section of the city wall fell into silence in an instant, and then a heart-wrenching alarm broke out.

"The Lord of Fire Dragon! It's the Lord of Fire Dragon!"

"Dang! Dang!"

The frantic ringing of the bronze bells mingled with the screams of the crowd, who, like ants startled by boiling water, flocked underground, where they had originally sought refuge from the ghosts of dusk, but now it became the only refuge from aerial predators.

The gangster stood on the battlement, clutching his spear tightly, cold sweat running down the lining of his armor to his waist.

The technology of the Nocturne people may not be advanced, but their physical fitness is very strong.

In the eyes of the Nocturne people, those fire dragons crawling on the ground are just beasts that need to be dealt with with caution.

But the Fire Dragon Lord is different. Its pair of membrane wings that cover the sky and the sun allow it to fall from the sky like the god of death, but the Nocturne people cannot fly!

But why is this overlord, who should be entrenched in the extinct volcano, here? What drove it to Hesiod?

"Could it be that stranger?" Gangfu murmured.

Not long ago, a stranger came to Hesiod. After learning from the blacksmith Ember that a meteorite had fallen on the Death Volcano, he hurried away. Not long after, the Lord of Fire Dragons came to Hesiod. These events could not be unrelated!

As the Fire Dragon Lord swooped down on the city wall, the scorching wind from his wings burned Gangfu's cheeks, and his helmet banged against the battlements as he stumbled back.

The guards' arrows bounced off its scales, and the defeat of the Fire Dragon Lord did not lead to a bloody massacre as expected. The pair of dark red membrane wings that covered the sky and the sun slowly folded up and landed docilely on the open space outside the city wall.

This giant beast that terrified the people of Nocturne now lowered its ferocious head, with its thick dragon tail curled obediently at its side, like a tamed beast.

What was even more unbelievable was that the outsider who claimed to be from Terra was sitting on the broad back of the Fire Dragon Lord, holding a dark-skinned baby in his arms, and the baby's scarlet eyes were still looking at the guards on the city wall curiously.

The scene was so absurd that Gangfu thought he was dreaming.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, but all he felt was a dull pain from the collision between the iron knuckles and the helmet.

All the guards on the city wall froze in place, even their breathing stopped. Only the heavy breathing of the Fire Dragon Lord could be heard, stirring up waves of scorching air in the silence.

Wop: "Gangfu, we want to enter the city, can you open the gate?"

"Yes! Yes! What are you still standing there for? Open the city gate quickly!" Gangfu almost shouted.

The ferocious head of the Fire Dragon Lord was close at hand, and its scarlet vertical pupils were staring at him coldly, as if if he dared to say no, it would burn him to ashes with dragon flames in the next second.

The guards woke up as if from a dream and frantically turned the capstan.

The heavy iron chains made a harsh friction sound, and the huge city gate slowly rose.

However, even though the Fire Dragon Lord had folded his pair of membrane wings that covered the sky and the sun to his sides, his huge body was still twice as big as the city gate.

Wop gently stroked Juno's scales and looked up at the guards on the city wall: "Is there a place to land in the city?"

"You, you can land in the central square. There should be no one there now." Gangfu didn't have any thoughts of resistance in his heart, only deep awe.

Any fool could see that the infamous Fire Dragon Lord had been tamed by Wop, and only a fool would refuse them entry into the city.

Moreover, Wop could have relied on the Fire Dragon Lord's intimidation to force his way into the city without asking for anyone's permission.

Yet they still came to ask him specifically. Such humility and respect were touching and could win people's hearts far better than force.

If he didn't give him face, Wop wouldn't give him face either.

With a deafening dragon roar, the Fire Dragon Lord suddenly flapped his wings, carrying a scorching airflow over the city wall, and finally landed on the stone floor of Hesiod's central square.

The sharp dragon claws plowed deep claw marks on the stone slabs, and gravel flew everywhere in the landing shock wave.

Gangfu hurried over with a team of guards, but stopped abruptly about fifty meters away from the Lord of Fire Dragon.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, because the Fire Dragon Lord's scarlet vertical pupils were looking down at them condescendingly, making them hold their breath at the same time. They had never thought that they would face the overlord of the Death Volcano at such a close distance in their lifetime.

"Gangfu."

Wop waved to the sheriff. "We plan to settle in Hesiod. Could you please arrange a suitable place for us?"

Gangfu unconsciously straightened his back, his voice slightly hoarse from nervousness: "Of course, please allow me to personally lead the way for you. Hesiod welcomes you!"

An earth shaman capable of taming a fire dragon lord, his powers far surpass mortal imagination, yet he remains unfailingly humble.

On the dangerous planet of Nocturne, no city would refuse to accept such a protector.

"Lord Wop," Gangfu unconsciously used honorifics, "Do you need me to notify the blacksmith Ember for you?"

Wop: "Just call me Wop. As for the blacksmith Ember, call him too."

When he entered the city to look for Ember the blacksmith, he was actually looking for Walkan. Even if Walkan was not with him, Wop planned to let Walkan learn blacksmithing from him, which was also part of his education.

Gangfu lowered his voice and instructed the guard beside him, "Go and inform the residents to come back. The danger is over. Send someone to invite old Ember and tell them that the stranger who inquired about the whereabouts of the meteorite has returned."

……

Hesiod was a magnificent city of refuge, far larger than it would have been for actual habitation.

Within the towering city walls, empty houses are lined up one after another.

One of the reasons for this situation is that the harsh environment of Nocturne limits the population. Even in the relatively stable City of Sanctuary, food reserves are always stretched thin, and locals have to strictly control the population size.

Secondly, the plundering of the Nocturne people by the Dusk Ghosts also exacerbated population loss.

Gump had personally chosen for Wop the grandest mansion in the city, with grounds large enough for Juno to lazily stretch her membrane wings.

Juno, who was taking a nap in the courtyard, suddenly raised his ferocious dragon head. Wop immediately used his psychic power to gently touch the consciousness of the Fire Dragon Lord.

"I'm...hungry..." Juno's thoughts were as hot and simple as magma.

Wop: "Then go ahead and hunt, but remember not to eat humans."