The red dragon Laria flew in front of his father and lowered his head.
There are still traces of battle on his scales.
In some places where the dragon scales were broken, blood scabs mixed with dust stuck to the edges of the wounds, and blood was still oozing out from some places.
"Father."
Red Dragon said, "You came here in person, but you saw a descendant who needs to retreat from Rage Beast. I'm sorry, I let you down."
After he finished saying this, he lowered his head and felt a little ashamed.
Garos looked at him with no blame in his eyes.
It's like looking at a child who is still growing and doesn't rush to conclusions.
"When I was weak, I also retreated from strong enemies."
Red Iron Dragon said unhurriedly.
"When I was in Ser Wilderness, there were ferocious beasts everywhere that were stronger than me."
"I was still young at that time, my scales were not thick enough, my claws were not sharp enough, and the dragon's flames were not strong enough. When I encountered those who were stronger than me, I turned around and left without hesitation."
"Later, I had my own clan and some foundations."
"However, when I provoke a strong enemy and have no choice but to do so, I will immediately retreat and take the entire clan away, instead of staying and resisting. I can find another territory and rebuild my nest, but I only have one life."
He paused and his eyes fell on the red dragon.
"Laria, as a descendant of my blood, you don't have to be ashamed of failure and retreat. Only when you are alive can you have the opportunity to become stronger. If you die, you will have nothing."
"Do you still remember the ecological niche you learned about?"
Hearing this, Laria raised his head.
His eyes, which were a little gloomy at first, gradually brightened up now.
"Remember."
He said, "Every creature has its own place, knows whether it is a predator or prey in the current situation, knows when to advance and when to retreat."
"Being blindly brave is not bravery, it is stupidity."
"This is what I have been taught since I was a child, and it is also the principle I have always used."
Garos nodded slightly. "Well, just remember. This is Dragons of Aura's first lesson. You have grown a lot now, but I don't want you to forget."
Red Dragon Laria said, "The ecological niche theory always reminds me, and I will never forget it."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have made the decision to retreat just now."
He can actually still fight and is in good condition.
The injuries on his body looked scary, but they were not in critical areas, and his physical strength was still enough to sustain a fierce fight.
If it were an ordinary red dragon, it would not retreat at this time.
Ordinary red dragons will roar, breathe fire, and fight to their heart's content. They will be dominated by blood and fighting instincts. They will not wake up until they realize that they may die, and then consider running away.
However, by this time it is often too late.
Laria decided to retreat at a good time.
He made this judgment when his own defense line could still be maintained and his combat power was still intact.
Garos If he doesn't come, he can also retreat completely and lead the main force to evacuate in an orderly manner. However, some things will have to be abandoned by then, but at least the core strength can be maintained.
Red Iron Dragon looked at the earth where the remaining smoke was still rising.
The ashes were scattered in the wind, like black snowflakes, falling to the ground and then bouncing up, being blown farther away by the wind.
"You actually did a good job."
Garos said, "Faced with an enemy several times larger than us, we did not give in blindly. We fought when it was time to fight, and we defended when we needed to defend. However, after realizing that we could not change the overall situation, we were not reluctant to fight and decisively prepared to retreat. It was good."
After hearing these words, Red Dragon's spirit relaxed a lot.
But then, Garos's words made his heart tighten again.
"However, I didn't like the fact that you betrayed me to Green Dragon Queen and exchanged my preference information for resources."
Laria's tail tightened and his whole body stiffened.
He quickly explained, "Well, my dear father, I saw that Green Dragon Queen is devoted to you, so that's why——"
Garos waved his paw to interrupt him.
"If you have similar ideas, at least let me know in advance."
Honglong nodded quickly and promised, "Don't worry! This will not happen next time. If there is any information involving you in the future, I will report it to you in advance and deal with it after obtaining your consent."
Garos didn't look at him again.
He spread his wings and rose, and the night spread out behind him, coating his silhouette with a dark halo.
"Aura's people."
"You didn't break up, didn't run away, and held the line of defense. I'm proud of you."
"Get ready to rebuild your territory, so that the dragon flag of Aura can still fly in the Orotara Continent!"
It was quiet for a moment first.
Then, overwhelming cheers broke out.
The men and horses raised their long bows and let out a long war cry, Ogre beat their chests and made a dull drum beat, Lizardfolk and Gnoll raised their weapons above their heads... The different sounds mixed together, forming a deafening sound that echoed in the night sky.
The red dragon looked at those fanatical people, thoughtfully.
He has been operating here for many years and has fought alongside these soldiers countless times.
He gave them orders, assigned them tasks, and provided them with food and shelter.
They obeyed his orders, obeyed his discipline, and fought for his territory.
But there has never been a moment when their morale has been as high as it is now, and there has never been a moment when their eyes have been as bright as now.
He figured out the difference.
What I gave them were orders, discipline, and survival.
What their father gave them was faith.
Afterwards, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the soldiers, led by the leader, began to clean up the battlefield and rebuild the defense line. Some wounded soldiers were carried to the rear and received simple treatment. Some soldiers were counting weapons and equipment, and counting losses.
Although the entire camp experienced a great battle, it was in order.
Laria landed on the ground and folded its wings.
At the same time, his two heirs came from different directions.
Green Dragon Talensha is at the front.
Her pace was much faster than usual, her eyes were staring straight at Garos, the huge figure reflected in her pupils.
"Grandpa----"
She walked closer, stopped, and lowered her head deeply.
"Talensha·Ignas, salute you."
Green Dragon tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart and make his voice less trembling.
Garos lowered his head and looked at her.
This young Green Dragon has a strong body, and the Red Lotus Mark texture on its scales is particularly eye-catching. The lines of its muscles can also be seen clearly through the thick scales.
"Talensha----"
Garos nodded slightly and his eyes stayed on her Red Lotus Mark for a while.
"The Red Lotus Mark on your body was passed down from me."
"Don't live up to this gift."
Green Dragon's body shook slightly, and Red Lotus Mark lit up slightly. "This is our pride and our responsibility."
"I grew up listening to your stories. I remember every battle and every decision you made. I have been thinking about when I can see you in person and express my admiration to you in person. Today I finally got this opportunity."
At this time, another red dragon also came forward.
His body is slightly larger than Talensha, and his scales are bright red. There are also Red Lotus Mark textures on them, but they are lighter than Talensha's.
He is another descendant of Laria, and also inherited the characteristics of Red Lotus.
"Grandpa, like Talensha, I salute you."
"I have heard my father tell you a lot, and I am proud of you. My father often told us about your deeds in the Atlant Continent, and how you went from an ordinary red dragon to what you are today step by step."
"I have always kept these stories in mind and regarded them as my own role models."
Garos nodded and his eyes stayed on the two grandchildren for a while.
"I receive your respect."
"However, admiration is not something to talk about. If you are really proud of me, prove it with actions. This is the best respect for me."
After he finished speaking, his eyes swept over his two grandchildren and then landed on Laria.
Laria stood aside and watched all this quietly without interrupting.
There are also Red Lotus Mark textures on his scales. Those textures are clearly visible, as if they were stamped by a soldering iron. They are much clearer than those of the two heirs.
Garos naturally noticed this scene.
"The talents I have evolved should be able to be passed down hereditarily in a stable manner."
he thought to himself.
This is actually very rare.
There is no shortage of Variant Dragon among Dragon Race. Some dragons will evolve talents and traits that are different from ordinary ones due to special encounters or bloodline mutations.
These qualities are often very powerful, making Variant Dragon stand out among its peers.
However, those alien talents often only belong to the first generation and are difficult to inherit.
Most of the descendants of Variant Dragon will return to normal and lose the special abilities of their parents. This also leads to the fact that although Variant Dragon is often more powerful than the normal Dragonkin, it is still an exception and cannot become a tribe.
However, Garos is different.
The descendants who have inherited his traits are blossoming.
Laria is the first generation, Talensha and the young red dragon are the second generation.
His second-generation descendants are approaching adulthood, and their strength far exceeds that of ordinary dragons of the same age.
As time goes by, they will grow up, reproduce, and have their own offspring. They will continue to pass on their blood and Red Lotus Mark principles.
Third generation, fourth generation----
These dragon descendants will inherit his talent, inherit his bloodline, and even inherit his name as a surname in the future.
Generation after generation, endless life.
Over time, if there are not too many accidents, in the distant future, Dragons of Aura may evolve into a quite powerful group, surpassing the current Chromatic Dragon, Metal Dragon, Gem Dragon and other Primary-Class Dragon.
At this time, dusk was fading.
The night slowly rises from the other end of the horizon, and the outline of the Mountain Range in the distance becomes increasingly blurred in the night, like lines blurred by ink.
The wind roared, carrying a faint roaring sound.
"Laria."
"Here."
"You continue to deal with the matters here. As for the Rage Beast group that is entrenched nearby, I will take care of it and they will not come back again."
Laria lowered his head. "Yes, father."
After saying that, he raised his head and added, "I know the location of the surrounding Rage Beast group. I can point it out to you so that you don't have to spend time looking for it."
Garos shook his head slightly and looked into the distance.
"No need, I've seen them."
His True Eye was filled with light like stars, as if the entire starry sky was in his eyes.
This kind of light penetrated all obstacles, including mountains, woods, rocks, caves... nothing could block his sight, and he could see the distribution of the surrounding Rage Beast group.
If Garos was willing, he could actually kill these Rage Beast from the air.
He only needs to lock their positions to make the flame flowers bloom in different locations on the earth at the same time, one after another, like a grand fireworks show.
However, considering that Frenzied Flame would dissipate, he did not do so.
He needs to be there in person and get close to the ashes in order to take back Frenzied Flame. This is not a troublesome matter. With his speed, it won't take long to clean up all the Rage Beast groups.
At the same time as the voice fell, Garos tore with his sharp claws, tearing a rift in space out of thin air.
He didn't say anything more, waved his wings lightly, got into the crack, and disappeared.
"Grandpa, has he always been like this?"
Green Dragon Talensha and the young red dragon looked at the healed crack and whispered.
Laria didn't look back and asked, "What kind?"
Green Dragon thought for a while, with a look of admiration in his eyes, and said, "Just like this, he is vigorous and resolute, majestic and majestic, he goes when he says, he does what he says, he doesn't procrastinate, hesitant, he is like a dragon among dragons, an emperor among emperors."
Hearing this description, Laria burst into laughter.
"Well, it's always been like this."
On the other side, Red Iron Dragon tore through the night and emerged from the crack.
At the foot is a valley.
The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and only a few starlight leaked from the gaps in the clouds, falling on the earth, illuminating the wriggling and roaring black shadows.
Rage Beast felt his breath and raised their heads, their blood-red eyes like will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness.
They opened their mouths, revealing their jagged fangs, and saliva dripped from between the teeth, letting out a low growl.
Some of the larger Rage Beast even stood up and waved their claws at Garos in the sky, as if provoking.
Garos lowered his head and glanced across the ground.
Then, his eyes lit up.
As far as the eye can see, the flames rise out of thin air again, like flowers blooming in the darkness.
Rage Beast Before they even had time to scream, they turned into ashes one after another. Flesh, flesh, bones, and scales were all burned away in a very short period of time.
The wind blew through the valley, picking up the ashes and flying them into the night sky.
Garos stretched out its dragon claws and repeated the same trick.
Invisible flames rose from the ashes, converging towards the center of his claws, and then integrated into his body, integrating with his Frenzied Flame.
He closed his eyes and felt it for a moment.
Then, open it and tear open the space again.
The next place is a hilly area.
Rage Beast people gather here, more than in the valley.
They are scattered in every corner of the hills, some on the slopes, some in the valleys, and some hidden in caves.
Garos hovered in mid-air, scanning the entire area.
One, two, ten, a hundred - countless Flame Flower bloomed at the same time, illuminating the entire hilly area as bright as day.
Rage Beast's figures flashed past in the firelight, and then turned into ashes.
Frenzied Flame rose from the ashes, was swallowed by him, and merged into his body.
Garos repeats this process.
Piece after piece, group after group.
He passed through forests, crossed rivers, and flew over plains.
Everywhere he goes, he brings destruction and death, but his goal is clear, only to kill Rage Beast.
The Rage Beast group covering tens of thousands of square kilometers was completely cleaned up by him.
Those Rage Beast that once formed groups have now turned into ashes. Occasionally, some scattered individuals can still be seen, which are not large-scale and do not pose a threat.
Garos hovered on the top of a mountain, folding its wings.
He moves quickly.
Not even a single night has passed since I left Laria's camp.
Intelligent creatures who witnessed his wanton killing might view this as cruelty, but Garos himself felt that it was very efficient.
During Atlant, he never did this.
On the one hand, he was indifferent to the senseless massacre.
Killing creatures that pose no threat or hostility means nothing to him.
On the other hand, such large-scale massacres often bring serious consequences to themselves.
But in Orotara----killing and destroying these Rage Beast, there is no need to bear too much burden.
"Fury Curse, which is popular among the Orotara Continent, is a supplement to me."
Red Iron Dragon was slightly refreshed and thought to himself.
When he woke up this time and reached Crown Rank, Garos clearly felt that Frenzied Flame's presence was much weaker.
It can't keep up with its own progress.
This feeling is very subtle, like a piece of clothing that has been worn for many years. It originally fit well, but as I grow taller and stronger, the clothes become tight and cramped.
In fact, Frenzied Flame has growth potential.
It will become more powerful as the host becomes stronger.
The stronger the host, the more prosperous Frenzied Flame is, and there is a positive correlation between the two.
Researchers at Orotara can confirm this. They have done a lot of observations and experiments and recorded data on countless infected people.
Garos himself can also feel that when he was not Legendary Realm, Frenzied Flame gave him a completely different feeling than now.
However, before he completely took control of Frenzied Flame, he regarded it as a potential hidden danger and was worried that it would get out of control and have unknown consequences, so he mainly adopted a strategy of suppressing and restraining it instead of letting it burn.
As a result, Frenzied Flame's growth rate cannot keep up with him.
Although Garos later perfectly controlled Frenzied Flame and no longer restricted it, due to its previous stunted development, his Frenzied Flame was always somewhat inappropriate for itself and could not keep up with his current level.
But just now, Frenzied Flame of Garos grew stronger.
He could clearly feel the change.
"When Frenzied Flame grows stronger, the proportion of anger converted into strength increases, the speed of accumulating anger is faster, and the upper limit of anger value is higher. Even after it grows to a certain critical value, it also has the effect of Superspeed Regeneration self-healing."
Garos thought to himself.
The changes are incremental, but the effects are significant.
The same anger can now be transformed into more power, and the same time can now accumulate more anger.
In addition, Frenzied Flame has not yet shown a regeneration effect on him.
He had noticed this a long time ago.
According to what Seroel said, as well as some information he collected himself, it is certain that those Rage Beast who are infected with Frenzied Flame, at the Crown Rank or Destiny Rank level, can often show quite abnormal Superspeed Regeneration self-healing.
However, this is secondary.
Garos himself has Rapid Regeneration, and based on his characteristics as Undying Life, Frenzied Flame's Superspeed Regeneration actually has no qualitative change for him. Another Superspeed Regeneration is just an extra layer of insurance.
"The most important thing is that Frenzied Flame has some kind of Mutation Power."
he thought to himself.
This is what he is really interested in.
Any creature infected with Frenzied Flame will undergo some uncontrolled mutations, making its form less coordinated, but more ferocious and aggressive than before.
Some will grow extra limbs, some will develop strange scales, and some will change the structure and proportions of their bodies.
These mutations are often ugly and twisted, but it is undeniable that the infected do become stronger after the mutations.
This has already been completely confirmed.
Garos himself has no obvious changes.
His appearance has always been stable, with nothing strange growing or any obvious changes in shape.
But after carefully examining his own condition, he knew clearly that this was because his own Adaptive Evolution was stronger than his Frenzied Flame mutation, which suppressed the Frenzied Flame mutation.
His Adaptive Evolution has a higher priority, so the mutant power of Frenzied Flame cannot be manifested in him.
In other words, he has also undergone a mutation.
However, his mutation has been adapted and corrected into a change that is more suitable for him, which cannot be seen.
Perhaps without him noticing, his body had undergone countless minor changes, but these changes were all guided in the most optimal and reasonable direction by Adaptive Evolution.
"Mutation is an uncertain evolution. It and my Adaptive Evolution actually belong to the category of evolution, but they are essentially different."
"The question now is, can it be used by me?"
"For example, we can combine adaptation and mutation to control the balance point and make it evolve in a good direction."
Garos's thoughts were like lightning, he thought in his heart.
Adaptive Evolution and Frenzied Flame mutations are two completely different forces. Their underlying logic is different, their modes of action are different, and their final effects are also different.
Putting them together is not easy.
But he thought it was worth a try.
And this is also the most important reason why he insists on coming to Orotara.
He hopes to discover the mutant power of Frenzied Flame to supplement his evolutionary talent and make it stronger.
"Currently, the creatures that can produce mutations are extremely seriously infected and very powerful creatures."
"I am qualified, but my Frenzied Flame has been suppressed for too long, not to this extent."
"Fortunately, I can swallow other Frenzied Flame to strengthen myself."
Red Iron Dragon looked at the embers on the ground and narrowed his eyes slightly.
No matter what the final result was, he had to at least try to master the power of Mutation Evolution possessed by Frenzied Flame. He had a strong feeling in his heart that if he could succeed, it would have an essential impact on him.
As for the large-scale hunting of Rage Beast like him, what needs to be seriously considered is the Wild God O that may exist in deep space.
Red Iron Dragon raised his head and looked at the night sky.
Two moons hang high in the sky.
One of them shines extremely brightly and is so huge that it seems to be within reach hanging on the sky. It is Elven Moon of Nausir, and it is also one of the most dangerous things on this continent.
Under its moonlight, Garos will feel a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.
It's not because it's locked or targeted.
It's because he knows that Elven Moon has the power to seriously injure or even kill Immortal One. It looks beautiful, but is actually an extremely dangerous thing.
The dragon looked beyond the moon to the stars.
"Mutation Divine Power of Frenzied Flame has a high probability of originating from a certain Wild God hidden in deep space."
"If I plunder Frenzied Flame like this, will it attract their attention?"
Garos felt uneasy again.
However, he took a deep breath and suppressed his uneasiness.
"If it is really Wild God, you will never dare to reveal your true identity at will."
"Although Bernardo's theocratic belief is not strong, it does not exist. If Wild God exposes itself, it will immediately attract the attention of Deity. Those aloof beings will not tolerate a Wild God showing off on their territory."
The real Overlord of many planes and worlds are the gods.
Primordial Wild God is a thing of the past.
After Primordial War failed, they basically had no choice but to survive, hiding in corners beyond the sight of the gods, not daring to show up in Deity's field of vision at will.
Deity may not mind them being alive, but he will never allow them to come out and cause trouble.
The night wind passed by Red Iron Dragon, carrying the smell of ashes.
Garos feels Frenzied Flame inside her body.
It has grown a lot and is no longer the sluggish look it was when he first woke up.
"Expand the scope and continue to grow Frenzied Flame in one go?"
Garos thought for a while and shook his head slightly.
He has swallowed too much Frenzied Flame, and needs time to digest it, so that the newly swallowed Frenzied Flame can be completely integrated with his Frenzied Flame, turning it into a power that truly belongs to him.
If too much is swallowed in a short period of time, Frenzied Flame may lose control again.
Then the gain outweighs the loss.
Soon after, the territory of red dragon Laria was in the center of the defense line.
The space cracked open in front of Laria.
Garos walked out of the crack, folded his wings, and landed on the surface.
Laria saw his father coming back and immediately went to greet him.
"You're back."
he said.
Garos Weiwei took the lead. "Rage Beast The herd has almost been cleared. Within tens of thousands of square kilometers, large-scale herds have been cleared away, leaving only some scattered ones that have no climate and do not pose a threat."
To accomplish such a thing in less than one night sounds a bit fanciful.
However, Laria was not surprised.
Red Emperor Pale Star personally took action, unless it was the well-known and powerful Rage Beast, otherwise, everyone else would be vulnerable.
"I will arrange manpower to patrol regularly and clean up those scattered Rage Beast."
"Won't let them gather again."
Laria said seriously.
Targets infected by Fury Curse will not only become violent, but also have extremely strong desires for reproduction and reproduction, as well as corresponding functions.
Although it has been cleaned up on a large scale now, if you are not careful, Rage Tide will be reborn before long.
If it only makes the infected person angry, Fury Curse cannot sweep away Orotara.
Garos nodded and said, "You don't need to worry about Rage Beast Tide for the time being. First, focus on developing the territory and solidifying the foundation."
The red dragon lowered his head and said, "Yes, I will not disappoint your expectations."
Garos said, "I'll leave this to you, I'm going to the Greenwild Kingdom."
Hearing this, the red dragon grinned.
He wanted to say something, but as soon as he raised his head and looked at Garos, he wisely closed his mouth.
The night gradually faded away, a hint of fish belly white appeared on the sky, and the morning sun surged up from below the horizon, dyeing the sky a light golden color.
Garos did not directly tear open the crack this time.
He flapped his wings and flew high into the sky.
He did not fly straight to the Greenwild Kingdom, but took some detours.
This is not out of caution, but out of curiosity.
Orotara Continent is a strange land to him.
He has heard countless news about it, the war between Orc and Elf, the ravages of Fury Curse, the Elven Moon of the Nausir Empire, and the lands that were devastated by war and curse.
But hearing it from others and seeing it with your own eyes are two different things.
Now, he wanted to see it with his own eyes.
The giant dragon soared in the clouds, condensed its breath, and cast another Concealment Spell on itself, compressing its breath to the lowest level.
Other than that, there isn't much other cover.
Garos I don't want to act like I'm a thief, I just don't want too many people to notice me, that's all.
When the sun had just risen, he flew over a wasteland.
There is no life here, only scorched earth and criss-crossing ravines.
The ravine was filled with dark red stuff, not soil, but dried blood. The corpses of Orc and Elf were scattered throughout the wasteland. Some were already Rot, with their bones exposed; some were still very fresh, and the blood at the wounds had not completely solidified.
Vultures circled low in the sky, occasionally swooping down, tearing off a piece of carrion, and then hurried away.
In the middle of the wasteland, a team of Orc is cleaning the battlefield.
They piled Elf's corpses together into a high pile, then poured oil on them and set them on fire.
The flames rose, black smoke billowed, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh. Orc people cheered around the fire, waving their battle axes as if celebrating some festival, their eyes flashing with fanaticism.
Further away, the remnant army of Elf is retreating.
They formed a long and thin line and moved along the edge of the wasteland towards the forest. The line was very quiet and no one spoke.
Garos passed by from high in the sky without stopping. He just glanced at it and then continued forward.
Soon after, he came to a river.
The river surface is wide and the current is fast. The river water is turbid yellow, carrying the silt and debris washed down from the upstream, rolling and roaring, making a deafening roar.
On both sides of the river bank, Orc and Elf are confronting each other.
Orc occupies the north shore.
They built simple fortifications on the river beach, using stones and wood to form a low wall. Orc The soldiers squatted behind the low wall, holding battle axes and spears in their hands, staring at the other side.
Elf occupies the south bank.
Their positions were more regular, and the soldiers wore silver-white armor, shining in the sun.
Their faces are handsome but cold, with no expression at all.
At this time, some Orc were led to the river bank.
Elf looked at Orc opposite, raised their swords and dropped them.
The head rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out, staining the river bank red.
Orc were beheaded one after another, and their bodies fell by the river and were washed away by the river. During the whole process, the Elf soldiers had no expression on their faces, as if they were doing a very ordinary thing.
Elf, who is supposed to be elegant and beautiful in the story, also has a side to Ironblood.
Garos passed by, but still did not stop.
After some time, a town destroyed by Fury Curse appeared in the dragon's field of vision.
The town was built in the valley and should have been very prosperous in the past.
Judging from the remaining traces, there should be shops, pubs, hotels, and a not-so-small Temple on both sides of the street.
But now, everything is ruined.
The houses were burned down, the walls collapsed, and only some ruins were left. Shatter clay pots and burnt wooden boards were scattered everywhere on the streets.
Garos withdrew his gaze.
After crossing a Mountain Range, the landscape begins to change.
The wasteland and scorched earth gradually receded, replaced by continuous forests.
The forest canopy is connected together, covering the ground like a green quilt. Sunlight leaks through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Occasionally, there are streams passing through the forest, and the water is gurgling and crystal clear.
The air here has also changed, mixed with the moisture of the earth and the sweet fragrance of wild flowers, it is very comfortable to breathe and makes people feel relaxed both physically and mentally.
This place is already the territory of the Greenwild Kingdom.
This is a kingdom built in the forest and coexisting with nature.
It has cities located in lush forests. Each city is integrated with the surrounding natural environment and looks like it is growing out of the forest. The overall territorial scale is not as good as the current Aura. It is more similar to the period when Aura first integrated Romanian Plains. It is still developing, but it already has a good foundation.
Garos Keep moving forward.
At noon, when the sun was the strongest, he arrived at the royal capital of the Greenwild Kingdom, Emerald Royal City.
Said to be a royal city, it is actually more like a complex of buildings that coexist with the forest. Its design refers to the city style of the Nausir Empire, but it has its own characteristics.
The city walls are woven from living trees.
The trunk is thick, the roots are deeply rooted into the ground, and the branches are intertwined with each other, forming an airtight barrier.
These trees are alive, they will grow, change, and repair themselves. If someone destroys the city wall, the trees will slowly grow back to fill the gap.
The city gate is an arch formed by the natural bending of the trunks of two giant trees, with a beautiful shape.
A flag hangs above the arch, with an emerald green dragon embroidered on the flag, entrenched on a huge oak tree, hunting in the wind, and can be seen from a distance.
At this time, Garos had transformed into a human form and came to Emerald Royal City.
His human form is tall and strong, his face is stern, and his temperament is calm. He looks very strong and scary.
However, the people around him turned a blind eye to him, as if they didn't notice his existence.
This is the effect of a spell.
Suggestion Spell.
Under the influence of his Suggestion Spell, the pedestrians around him only regarded him as an ordinary passer-by, a passer-by who was not worthy of attention.
Garos is not good at combat magic, but he has learned a lot of spells like Concealment Spell, Cleansing Spell, Suggestion Spell.
These spells are not something profound, but they are very practical in daily use and can save a lot of trouble.
He was walking on the streets of the Emerald Kingdom like an ordinary traveler.
The streets are wide, paved with bluestones, and very clean.
There are many shops on both sides, selling all kinds of things, including weapons, armor, magic materials, food, drinks, clothing - everything.
But not long after, the pedestrians around suddenly stopped.
They seemed to have been hit by some kind of more powerful Suggestion Spell. Their bodies were stiff and their eyes were empty. Then they turned around in unison and walked away from Garos.
Soon, the whole street was empty.
Garos stayed where he was, waiting.
The sound of footsteps came from the other end of the street.
Not heavy, not light, and makes a crisp sound.
A figure turned out from the street corner and walked towards him.
Seroel.
Her long hair is tied up on top of her head and fixed with an emerald hairpin, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbones. Her skin is very white and has a faint luster in the sun. She wears a crown on her head. The crown is silver-white and inlaid with emerald green gems, reflecting beautiful light.
She was wearing a dark green long skirt, with the hem trailing to the ground and a golden arabesque pattern embroidered on the edge.
Seroel Moved slowly and slowly.
Under her feet were a pair of high-heeled shoes carved from a single piece of crystal. The heels were delicate and struck the ground, making a series of clear and crisp sounds.
Her face is still the same, but her temperament is completely different.
In dreams, she is lazy, playful, and a little cunning.
At this moment, she is noble, majestic, and inviolable. The queen's aura is as solid as substance. Every movement and every look in her eyes reveals the aura of a superior person, making people dare not look directly at her or get close to her.
This Greenwild Queen stopped in front of Garos, less than ten steps away.
She looked down at Garos with cold eyes, as if she were looking at a subject who had committed a crime.
"Trespassing Greenwild Kingdom, Aura from Atlant Red Emperor, are you ready to accept the punishment?"
Seroel said with cold eyes.
"Punishment?"
Garos asked, his tone equally cold.
"What punishment?"
"For example----"
Greenwild Queen raised his hand and tapped his slender fingers lightly in the air.
"I will turn you into a frog, lock you in my prison, and humiliate you day and night."
Her tone was serious, not like she was joking.
Garos lowered his arms.
He also showed a serious face and said coldly, "You sound like you have a chance to win and are very confident. Then, come on. I will defeat you in your kingdom in front of your people and let you taste unprecedented humiliation."
Seroel's expression has not changed.
She looked directly into Garos's eyes without giving in.
"Then come on!"
She said coldly.
The auras of the two were rising steadily, becoming dangerous.
An invisible pressure spread from the two of them, oppressing everything around them.
The war is about to break out.
But at this moment, looking at the serious Red Emperor, the ice and snow on Seroel's face melted, and he smiled.
"Haha, Garos, are you so cooperative with me?"
Her eyes were curved into crescent shapes, the corners of her mouth were raised high, the crown was gently swinging on top of her head, and the aloof queen's temperament disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Garos also smiled.
"Since you're here, just do as the Romans do. I don't mind spending some time with you."
he said.
Seroel smiled and regained her appearance as a lively girl.
She stepped forward, naturally took Garos's arm, and leaned close to her, carrying a faint fragrance, like the fragrance of flowers in the forest, or like the dew in the morning.
"Let's go, I'll show you around."
she said.
Garos raised his other hand and wrapped it around Greenwild Queen's waist.
Her waist was very thin, and the temperature of her body could be felt through the fabric of the skirt. It was very comfortable. Greenwild Queen's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, and she leaned against him. Her face was slightly red, but she quickly returned to normal.
A burst of dreamlike light lit up.
Seroel whispered, "I will change back to my previous appearance first."
As she spoke, her queen-like attire became a little illusory as the light shone, and those gorgeous crowns, long skirts, and crystal shoes began to become transparent, as if they were about to disappear.
Garos interrupted her and glanced at Seroel's crown and gorgeous skirt.
"No, this is better."
he said.
Seroel smiled and said, "The male dragon's desire to conquer----Okay, then I will satisfy you as you wish."
After the words fell, her expression returned to coldness again. She looked aloof, noble and inviolable, but her body was still leaning on Garos, which looked very contrasting.
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