Leaving and a New World

On the top of Obsidian Mountain Peak, Zaman.Rul looked at the distant sky distorted by hot air and smoke.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, easily penetrated the barrier of mirage, and saw the real scene tens of thousands of meters away.

"A very powerful Red Dragon."

He couldn't help but clenched the Holy Flame Spear in his hand, and said in a heavy but sonorous tone.

"Evil creature, he has the aura of Fire Giant on his body. It seems to be a new enemy."

This Holy Flame Prince was not confused by the arrival of Red Dragon.

Imix is the evil Lord Fire Elemental Lord, and his followers include Fire Giant, Red Dragon and spellcasters interested in all Fire Magic.

In Zaman.Rul's view, this Red Dragon is a believer who listened to the call of Imist. It is estimated that he has also accepted many Gold Coin from the Fire Giant slave master. He is a powerful enemy that needs extra attention in this Burning War.

But no matter how powerful the enemy is, Zaman.Rul will not be afraid - let alone Red Dragon, who is just a stronger one.

He has been planning for this revenge for too long. For thousands of years, he has always wanted to kill Imist and his evil relatives, and stabbed this Holy Flame Spear into the opponent's chest with his own hands.

But now, Fire Giant Grand Sultan is seriously injured, and victory seems to be close at hand.

But Ancient Gold Dragon Garoslawi Shuo Jin standing next to him hesitated for a moment, and then reminded, "Your Highness Zaman, this Red Dragon is probably not our enemy."

"Oh? Why?"

Zaman turned his head, looking a little confused.

"I don't know if you have heard of the rumors of 'Soul-Devouring Dragon' recently. That Red Dragon in the sky should be the existence that killed Ismail Pasha."

Hearing the news, the irascible Holy Flame Prince was immediately happy. He asked with some urgency, "Haha, so he is here to help us? Is he also a righteous man who supports justice and kindness and is dissatisfied with the tyranny of Fire Giant?"

"It's hard to say that."

Ancient Gold Dragon frowned slightly and smiled bitterly.

"As far as I know, this Red Dragon once fought with my old friend Oszedro and defeated him, but at the same time, he also rejected the invitation of Tiamat."

"According to the viewpoint within the group, it is difficult for us to judge this Red Dragon as a single camp of 'justice' or 'evil'. We can only win over him as much as possible."

"But there are rumors that he signed a secret treaty with Grand Sultan, the one from Fire Giant. We don't know the contents yet."

"Is that so?"

Zaman.Rul's face flashed with joy and became serious again.

He raised Holy Flame Spear with one hand, pointed the tip of the gun at City of Brass, and spoke firmly and forcefully.

"No matter what kind of evil enemy stands in front of me, I will kill him - no one can stop Holy Flame from burning, and no one can stop Fire Elemental Plane from returning to the embrace of order and kindness!"

"Your Highness Zaman, I have seen the scene of City of Brass being breached! Your ideal is about to become a reality!"

Ancient Gold Dragon nodded gently and said excitedly.

Zaman.Rul raised his spear high and shouted to the slaves he had liberated with a language composed of sizzling and clicking sounds like burning flames - Fire Clan Language.

"Holy Flame! My loyal people, for the justice and order of the entire Fire Elemental Plane, and for the freedom and liberation of the vast number of elemental creatures, occupy City of Brass! Overthrow the tyranny of Fire Giant Grand Sultan!"

"Holy Flame Prince!"

"Overthrow the tyranny of Fire Giant!"

The cheers surged like a tide, and the liberated slaves surrounded the Fire Elemental Lord gentleman and marched towards City of Brass.

And City of Brass's Fire Giant, devils, and Elemental Noble are also ready.

The war is about to begin.

High in the sky, Keosius has received the Plane Shift positioning sent by Lang Pu and will soon transmit it back to Material Plane.

"We have to get out of here quickly."

"That Holy Flame Prince shouldn't have much hostility towards me, but the other force from City of Brass is somewhat familiar."

The corners of Keosius's mouth curved, and a subtle smile appeared on Dragon Face.

He nodded politely in the direction of City of Brass and said calmly, "Good day, Your Majesty Grand Sultan, we meet again."

"Keosius——"

"Get out of here!"

"How dare you come to City of Brass! Do you want to violate our contract? Don't blame me for not reminding you! You will be punished by the rules of the plane!"

"Get out Heart of Flame!!"

An angry voice came from a distance, like thunder, echoing throughout the Obsidian Continent.

No wonder he was so anxious, Holy Flame Prince was about to attack the city, and the sudden addition of such a Red Dragon would definitely have a big impact on the battle situation.

Keosius flapped his wings and felt the space fluctuations around him.

"I have always abided by contracts and loved peace. I never wanted to get involved in the war between you and Holy Flame Prince. This time I just came to meet the legendary City of Brass. By the way, I say goodbye to you."

"Since you are so unwelcome to me, I will bid you farewell."

Red Dragon grinned and nodded politely.

The next moment, the power to break the space emerged, and a Gate slowly opened in front of him, connecting the ether pipe to Anzeta Great Wasteland leading to Material Plane.

"Then. Goodbye, Your Majesty Grand Sultan."

Keosius entered the portal, and the space gradually recovered. Even Gate disappeared without leaving any trace.

"Damn, greedy dragon!"

Grand Sultan's angry shouts echoed in City of Brass, and even reached the battlefield outside the city.

"Haha, I kind of like this dragon. It can actually make Fire Giant's Sultan so angry."

Zaman.Rul laughed boldly.

Suddenly, he noticed a strange wisp of flame flying in front of him, which made him a little curious because he had particularly strong control over the elements.

"What is this?"

"Shua——"

The flame unfolded like an envelope, forming a row of small characters Common Tongue in mid-air.

"His Excellency Holy Flame Prince: Hello! If you need to purchase armaments from the empire, communicate and cooperate, please go to Brass Fortress.——Keosius"

"Interesting guy."

Zaman.Rul narrowed his eyes slightly, and he absorbed the flame text casually.

At the same time, inside Brass Fortress.

A Half-Dragon wearing a standard fire-proof suit was talking non-stop in the palace of Fire Dwarf. He was the "special envoy" sent by the Embers of the Burned Empire.

There is also the nickname [Turbocharged Engine Warrior] on the top of his head - obviously this is a player of Church of the Machine God.

"Sir Shalin, do you know why Brass Fortress has so few people? I think it's mainly because there's something wrong with your Fire Dwarf breeding method."

Shalin's mouth twitched slightly. "Special envoy, this is Dwarf God"

The player waved his hand. "Don't tell me that this is a historical inheritance. If we don't break the inertia of history, where will the development and innovation come from? Where will the progress come from?"

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Shalin is a little speechless.

But the player was still minding his own business and said, "Your forging efficiency is too low! It takes several years to make a new Fire Dwarf."

"In my opinion, you should set up an assembly line die-casting molding. Empire Technology Department can provide you with technical support."

"If the equipment conditions are not enough, then we can directly use the lost wax method to cast, and we can create a legion of clones Fire Dwarf at a time. Why can't the Fire Dwarf family be revived?"

"Alas! You have obviously given up your flesh and blood body and made the initial mechanical ascension. What a great condition! You have completely ruined me!"

[Turbocharged Engine Warrior] simply hated the fact that brass could not turn into steel, so he persuaded the noble Fire Dwarf earnestly.

Shalin scratched his head. "However, according to our experience, the body must be built by Fire Dwarf himself."

The player pointed to his head. "You thousands-year-old antiques have too rigid thinking. There are many loopholes that can be exploited in such terms."

"Does pressing the die-cast switch with your own hands count as hand-made? Does pouring the mold with your own hands count as hand-made?"

Shalin whispered, "But, this may not count."

The player smiled and said, "If these are not counted, can you use the medium of 'hammer' to strike and forge it also considered as 'hands'?"

"Believe me, give me three months. With my ten years of experience in mechanical automation, I will definitely help you design a fully automatic fertility machine!"

"And your place is already open. Many of our Church of the Machine God bosses are very interested in your Fire Dwarf family's way of life. We will definitely help you solve these shortcomings!"

[Turbocharged Engine Warrior] said excitedly.

Shalin swallowed, and slowly nodded in agreement under the gaze of the imperial guards.

The door to the new world is about to open in front of Fire Dwarf.

——Ask for monthly ticket——