"Victory belongs to the dragons!"
"Victory belongs to the Molten Iron Tribe!"
"Victory belongs to the great Lord of Crimson Wings!"
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The eastern sky has just turned white, and the sun has not yet risen.
But above Quenching Heights, accompanied by fanatical shouts that tore through the morning mist and shot straight into the sky, this battle that lasted for some time finally ended with the Molten Iron Tribe's complete and undisputed victory.
"Earth Vein Symbiosis Pool... very good, the scale has expanded more than ten times compared to the original."
In the center of the stronghold, in the tightly protected area, Garos once again saw the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar Earth Vein Symbiosis Pool.
It is completely different from the appearance in the memory when it was abandoned. At this moment, the area of Symbiotic Pool has expanded by more than ten times.
The wall of the pool is reinforced with some kind of obsidian and metal containing Magic Power. Just getting slightly closer, the bloodline talent belonging to Iron Dragon in Garos's body is frantically reminding him that there is extremely pure metal and mineral essence ahead.
Garos approached the edge of the pool with heavy steps, lowered his huge dragon head and looked at it.
Refined Iron Marrow, Crimson Steel Marrow, Red Jade Marrow, Dark Gold Marrow... All kinds of top-notch rare ores and metal crystals, as if they are alive, spread wantonly on the bottom and walls of the pool, shining with an alluring luster.
Their absolute number may not be a mountain, but it is by no means small.
More importantly, the quality is extremely high, almost all are top-grade materials that are hard to find on the market, and the value is very high.
"It's all good stuff."
Red Iron Dragon shook his head, stretched out and curled his long and thick tail flexibly, pried off a fist-sized piece of Refined Iron Marrow that shone with a dark metallic luster from the wall of the pool, and then threw it directly into the huge mouth full of sharp teeth.
After chewing it for a while, Red Iron Dragon showed some satisfaction.
These minerals will nourish and strengthen every piece of his scales, every bone, and every muscle, making his body stronger at a faster speed.
With this pool of top-quality minerals, plus Black Oil Crystal's continued investment from Elina, and various magic gems containing elemental energy... he no longer needs to worry about the lack of resources.
Even if my current Life Level is higher, my improvement speed will not slow down.
"It was a correct decision to keep this Earth Vein Symbiosis Pool."
"After humans occupied this place, they poured a huge amount of resources into cultivating and upgrading it... But now, all of this, along with the interest, has returned to us."
Iron Dragon Sorog also landed following the strong guidance of blood instinct.
Seeing the huge Symbiotic Pool, even with his calmness, a trace of heat could not help but flash in his dragon eyes.
Raymond Duchy has accumulated heavy troops here. In addition to Quenching Heights itself being an important strategic fulcrum, this upgraded Earth Vein Symbiosis Pool is undoubtedly one of the core reasons.
If it weren't for the intense fighting on the southern front, which involved most of the principality's top combat forces, the number of strong men stationed here would probably be far greater than this.
Garos was not polite, and rolled up a few pieces of ore with different colors with his tail, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them up and swallowed them.
After pondering for a moment, he suddenly flapped his wings and soared into the sky.
Bang!
Red Iron Dragon circled in the sky above Quenching Heights, inspecting its lost and regained territory, and then landed suddenly on a broken city wall that was still standing but was covered with cracks and scorch marks. The sharp claw tips dug deeply into the hard rock and iron surface.
He raised his majestic head and looked around.
He lowered his eyes and looked down at the thousands of people who were cheering, busy or resting.
At the same time, he stretched the dragon wings to the maximum extent, unfolding them like the most vivid battle flag.
"People! Victory in this battle is just the beginning!"
His deep and deep voice rolled over the entire highland like rolling thunder and reached the ears of every living thing.
"From today on! Molten Iron Tribe will be under the protection of my wings and will be invincible and conquerable!"
"The dragon flag forged from fire and iron will eventually be planted in every inch of Ser Wilderness's land!"
"Victory and Glory, belongs to me! Also belongs to the tribe! And belongs to every citizen who fights for me and never backs down!"
He raised his head to the sky and let out a Bloodburst dragon roar that shook the sky, announcing the arrival of a new era.
Garos is not a person who likes to show off his personality, but after such a hearty and complete victory, it is necessary to make some inspiring declarations to maximize the morale of the entire army and consolidate and strengthen his majesty.
It was at the same time that his voice fell.
The family members who listened to his words were excited.
The centaur warriors hit the ground heavily with Iron Hoof, emitting a thunderous war drum rhythm; Ogre beat their chests covered in bone armor crazily, making a muffled thud; Werewolf raised their heads and let out a long and bloodthirsty howl at the fading night sky.
Countless Gnoll, Kobold, Lizardfolk... all members of the Molten Iron Tribe vent their inner excitement and excitement in the most fanatical way of their race.
Countless eyes mixed with awe, fanaticism, and admiration focused on the majestic dragon shadow above the remains of the city wall.
Tens of seconds later.
Under the gaze of all the family members, Red Iron Dragon spread its wings again, and its huge body circled up into the increasingly brightening sky, tearing a long, comet-like scorching trail on the light blue sky, and finally gradually disappeared into the distance.
The noise and cheers on the high ground slowly stopped as he left.
After that, according to the established arrangement, the red dragon Samantha flapped its wings and returned to the place she was responsible for, which was gradually transforming into Shattered Spine Hills in the Alchemy Industrial Zone.
The young Blue Dragon Heriam and the red dragon Kaxier returned to Creekwood Territory together.
On the one hand, they rested and on the other hand, they strengthened the defense of the main stronghold.
Iron Dragon Sorog chose to temporarily station in the newly captured Quenching Heights.
He methodically ordered the Kin Leaders who took over the place to immediately start cleaning up the mess on the battlefield, carefully organize and collect all intact alchemy machines, armors, weapons and other valuable trophies, and properly dispose of the mountains of corpses and some useless waste.
Soon after.
Ser Wilderness, Conifer Valley.
Red Iron Dragon converged his wings and landed in a familiar open space next to the nest.
The Slime people who had been waiting here for a long time immediately instinctively gathered around him, but were forced back by his low scolding.
Until after completing a round of high-intensity exercise.
Garos panted slightly, then gradually relaxed and ordered, "Come on."
The Slimes who received permission immediately swarmed up like the most dedicated attendants, using their soft and sticky bodies to carefully wipe and clean Garos's dragon scales inch by inch.
The cool and slimy touch comes, taking away the dirt and bringing refreshment.
"Quenching Heights, it's just the beginning."
"The short-term goal now is to capture the entire northwest wilderness area."
Garos closed his eyes and fell asleep, enjoying the cold and soft touch of Slime's shuttle between the gaps in the scales, enjoying this moment of peace and cleaning service, while silently thinking about the next strategy in his heart.
Ser Wilderness is so vast that it can put even powerful kingdoms to shame.
This land is dotted with numerous principalities, kingdoms, and even secret strongholds of some powerful organizations. In the northwest region alone, the scale far exceeds Borderlands.
But.
Nowadays, almost all the elite forces and top powerhouses of the human kingdom are involved in the unprecedented civil war on the southern front, fighting within their own country or on major battlefields.
Rather than a remote wilderness stronghold.
As long as you are not afraid of possible liquidation and revenge from Federation afterwards, these strongholds set up by Federation countries in the wilderness are not a big problem for today's Molten Iron Tribe.
For now, Molten Iron Tribe's strategy is pretty clear.
As long as you don't actively provoke those strongholds belonging to the Lothern Kingdom camp, it won't cause additional trouble.
On the contrary, if you take the initiative to attack those strongholds belonging to the Rybos Kingdom camp, you can even get real financial and material support from Crystal Princess Elina.
At least, this tacit understanding will always exist until the dust settles on Federation Civil War.
What really requires vigilance and care.
In fact, they are like the previous Necromancer Phillips, or like Red Dragon Father Gorsas... similar in nature to the Molten Iron Tribe, taking advantage of Federation Civil War and the collapse of order, they no longer restrain their minions and are powerful beings that emerge one after another.
"The wilderness is vast and primitive, containing many resources. It is the best soil for growing strength."
"In the past, when Federation was at its peak and order was strict, I don't know how many tyrannical creatures chose to lie dormant, hiding in secret caves, ancient ruins, or in the depths of the desert, silently licking their claws and waiting for their opportunity."
"And now, the time has come."
"Those hidden beasts and poisonous snakes will only gradually reveal their sharp edges and claws, more and more."
Garos silently analyzed the situation in his mind.
He is very clear that these powerful creatures with similar ambitions and desire for power and resources are the most threatening enemies that Molten Iron Tribe needs to take seriously next.
Whenever they choose to go out at this moment, their purpose must be to seize certain resources, expand their territory, or realize some long-dormant ambition.
They are not like those fixed stronghold legions in principalities or kingdoms. They mainly serve as guards. As long as they don't take the initiative to provoke them, they will be fine.
These Molten Iron Tribe competitors are themselves the source of chaos and expansion.
However, Garos doesn't find this troublesome or tricky.
On the contrary, he believes that this chaotic era where all heroes come together is exactly what he needs.
For descendants of Evil Dragon like him, who are naturally prone to being attacked and targeted, they have excellent room for growth and expansion in such troubled times where no one can cover the sky with one hand.
He restrained his somewhat divergent thoughts and refocused his energy on the specific information about the northwest region.
As early as Molten Iron Tribe had just unified Borderlands and Federation Civil War had not fully erupted, he took precautions and sent a large number of elite scouts to Ser Wilderness to infiltrate and detect intelligence information from all parties.
Today, these initial investments have paid off quite well.
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As Federation's control over the wilderness sharply weakens, the northwest region is like a beast that has broken free of its shackles, and the power structure is undergoing a violent reshuffle.
Among them, five existences have become famous and powerful by virtue of their strong strength and rapid expansion momentum.
[Deer King]
[Four-Headed Serpent King]
[Hundred-Eyed King]
[Lion King]
And this guy [Molten Iron King].
Some intelligent creatures who are well-informed and know the general pattern collectively refer to the five most powerful beings in the northwest region as [Map King], or [Northwest Five Kings].
Don't talk about himself, Molten Iron King.
Among the other four Map King, Deer King is a high-level monster with extremely high intelligence and the ability to control powerful elements. It looks like a strong and elegant white female deer.
Under his command are many powerful Archdemon creatures with different levels of intelligence, entrenched in the northwest of Misty Woodland.
Python King and Lion King are two notoriously ferocious beasts.
What is completely different from other ferocious beasts that only act on instinct is that they all possess intelligence that is not inferior to humans, and each has its own unique skills and special abilities. They cannot be treated as ordinary ferocious beasts. They control and rule a group of powerful beasts under their command, and they are respectively entrenched in Lost-Track Marsh and Echo Rift.
As for the King of Hundred Eyes, he is a relatively rare beholder with extremely powerful psychic abilities.
Hundred-Eyed King used terrifying mind control skills to enslave many races, including humans, humanoids, ferocious beasts, and monsters, and built a twisted and powerful territory. The nest is located at Lightless Jungle.
"That Lich Necromancer... if it wasn't bad luck that bumped into me first, given time, there might be another Lich King in this northwest region."
Garos thought in his heart.
Any creature that can win the title of king at the beginning of troubled times will never be weak in any case.
If Molten Iron Tribe wants to expand smoothly in the wilderness northwest region, it is destined to not be smooth sailing, and conflicts with these neighbors are almost inevitable.
At the same time.
Slime finished cleaning and retreated quietly. Red Iron Dragon, whose body was refreshed, opened his eyes and stared at the vast sky and other directions in the wilderness.
Quenching Heights's victory is just the prologue.
Not just in the northwest, there are also similar powerful Map Kings in other regions of Ser Wilderness - the east, south, center...
It's predictable.
As time goes by, more brutal conflicts and annexations will inevitably break out among these Map Kings who have taken advantage of the situation, and will eventually compete for a Regional King who can truly rule the entire region.
And on this big stage in the wilderness.
Only by first becoming a genuine Regional King can you have enough qualifications and strength to compete for the final title of King of the Wilderness.
It is worth mentioning that.
The red dragon Gorsas is mainly active in the central wilderness area, and also has a corresponding name.
--[Mad King]
Because of his chaotic and accompanying style, he did not deliberately eradicate other central lords in the central region. However, due to those arrogant and wanton crazy behaviors, he has a faint tendency to become Regional King. As long as nothing unexpected happens, this will only happen sooner or later.