Lain Plateau, Red Emperor Royal City.
Red Iron Dragon stood on the top of the towering Dragon Court, with dragon wings folded on both sides of the body, quietly looking down at the Atlant land. Red Dragon Banner was hunting in the evening wind, extending from the nearest royal city to the distant horizon, all over the land.
After a few breaths, he raised his head and looked at the outline of the giant city suspended in the drifting wind and floating clouds.
These floating giant cities are symbols of the Holden Empire.
Garos narrowed his eyes and carefully evaluated the power of this Human Empire.
"Holden appears to be two Immortal One."
"One Empire's Dawn and one Empire's Dark Star. The former's Life Level should be slightly higher, but it is also limited."
He thought silently in his heart.
This is a confirmable part of the information.
But in the secret, are there other Immortal Ones?
Garos Not guaranteed.
The history of the Holden Empire is quite long, at least older than any existing regime on the Atlant Continent. During such a long time span, it is entirely possible that they secretly cultivated or retained additional Immortal One.
However, this possibility is not high.
Due to the changes of the times, the malice of the gods, and various other complex reasons, it is very difficult for large intelligent life races such as Dragonkin to break through the Immortal Realm.
But this does not mean that humans can easily achieve Immortal Realm.
Human life is short, and the bottlenecks faced when breaking through the shackles of life are also quite stubborn. The fact that there are two Immortal Ones is because of the deep accumulation of Holdens.
Nausir has existed longer than Holden, but there are only two Immortal One.
If there were an additional third Immortal One, given the intensity of the battle between Nausir and Cantum, it would be difficult to hold on, and any hidden power would be forced out.
However, Immortal One is not the most noteworthy.
"During the heyday of the three empires, Cantum had three Saint Realm, Holden and Nausir both had two Immortal Realm, but Cantum was the weakest overall."
Garos thought silently.
The reason is that Holden's alchemy industry and Nausir's magic technology are both stronger than Immortal One.
These two empires are different from Aura.
Their foundations are not entirely forged by individual strength.
For example, Elven Moon from Nausir.
It was destroyed in the battle of Southern Foothills Plain.
However, before it was destroyed, it also led to the fall of one Cantum Saint Realm, and the destruction of one incarnation of the god. One for two, from the battle loss ratio, the value of Elven Moon is far more than that of one Immortal One.
Holden does not have Elven Moon.
They have [Platinum Star].
The Elf people of Nausir worship the moon and respect it. Holden also has a culture that uses stars as symbols.
The so-called Platinum Star is not a real star. It is a magnificent creation that embodies the efforts of the entire Holden Empire industry, an imperial machine god.
However, it is different from the Elven Moon that once hung high in the sky.
Platinum Star only exists in ancient legends.
Even Holden's People has never seen this so-called imperial machine god. Many scholars even believe that it is just a mythical image fabricated by the ancestors of Holden.
But there are also many people who believe that when the empire faces the crisis of destruction, it is the time when the platinum stars shine.
Garos wasn't sure it existed at first either.
However, Silver Dragon King discussed this topic with him.
She said seriously that Holden Empire did have such an imperial machine god. It was probably because the cost of using it was extremely heavy, so it had been hidden away and slowly turned into a legend.
"Compared with this kind of empire, Aura's background is still much worse."
Garos thought to himself.
Aura does not have an imperial-level weapon of national importance.
There is no Elven Moon, no Platinum Star, no industrial creation or magical wonder that can compete head-on with Immortal One.
In other words, he, Red Emperor, is Aura's "most important weapon of the country", which combines all the power in one body.
But apart from him, Aura does not have any strategic assets comparable to Holden or Nausir.
Garos knows this.
However, he didn't think there was any problem.
After all, this country only exists for a few hundred years.
Measured by the time scale of the empire, hundreds of years are just a short period of time. In such a short period of time, the current foundation has been developed at an incredible speed.
As long as he still exists.
As long as he can continue to grow, break through, and continue to lead Aura forward.
In the not-too-distant future, this Dragon Empire will surely grow into a behemoth that far exceeds all current empires.
Phew!
A gust of wind sounded.
Garos gathered his thoughts and saw a figure walking through the clouds and sky, approaching him. It was a huge Blue Dragon, with lightning-like lines jumping on its scales.
Blue Dragon landed opposite the emperor, bowed his head in a respectful manner.
She said, "Your great Majesty, Alvia salutes you and thank you for taking the time to accept my audience."
Red Iron Dragon tapped his chin. "If you have anything to do, just tell me."
Ancient Blue Dragon, Alvia·Helmode.
Blood relative of Lord of Thunder, Crown Dragon.
Since the death of Lord of Thunder, the remaining Helmode Dragonss have been dispersed and gradually integrated into the Sacred Aura Empire, becoming a member of this giant Dragon Kingdom.
Crown Rank Primordial Dragon was also accepted.
Not only that.
In line with the principle of using the dragon without doubt and doubting the dragon without using it, Garos did not deliberately reduce the power of Alvia. He handed over the Western Atlan area to her and her other blood relative Terragon.
For Blue Dragon, this is equivalent to changing a leader.
In addition, because there is no need to offer Blood Tax to evil gods and force prayers, they are subject to fewer restrictions than before.
Alvia The hanging dragon head was slightly raised.
She looked up at Red Iron Dragon's tall and strong body with respect in her eyes.
"Thanks to the arrival of His Great Majesty, I, as well as the remaining dragons of Helmode, were able to break free from the oppression of the evil god."
"Your Majesty, you neither asked us to pray to nothingness, nor did you ask for the blood of your people as an offering."
"You gave us dignity, a place to stand, and a chance to start over."
"Alvia will keep this kindness in mind."
Red Iron Dragon lowered his eyes and stared at Blue Dragon.
Blue Dragon continued, "I think day and night about how I can contribute to the empire and how I can add new glory to your majesty's glory. I hope to be a sharp sword in your hands and a sharp edge for the expansion of the empire's territory."
After a few breaths.
Red Iron Dragon asked gently, "What do you want to do?"
Alvia tilted his head slightly, looking at the outline above the sea of clouds.
She said, "Your Majesty, now the entire land of Atlanta is under the iron heel of Aura. Wherever the dragon flag arrives, all races bow their heads. Every city, every plain, and every mountain range echoes with the sound of the dragon's wings."
"The Empire has reached its limits in Atlant."
"Going further up, you have to face the sky occupied by Holden."
She paused and her voice became solemn and serious, "But, Your Majesty, in addition to the sky and the earth, there is also Ocean."
Garos did not interrupt and motioned for her to continue.
Alvia withdrew his gaze from afar and said, "The sea area is vast and boundless, its area even far exceeds Atlant Continent itself. There are countless islands, straits and deep sea plains, there are endless resources waiting to be exploited, and there are countless routes waiting to be opened."
"In the territory of Sacred Aura, it is natural that Ocean should also exist."
Garos narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "Do you want to march towards the Boiling Sea?"
Alvia lowered his head slightly and said in a calm tone, "Your Majesty has a sharp eye."
"Since ancient times, the speaker of the Boiling Sea has been Raging Tide Dragon Realm, who is under the jurisdiction of Bronze Dragon King. But now, Bronze Dragon King is lost in Abyss, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead."
"Raging Tide Dragon Realm is leaderless."
"Those so-called Purification Faction dragons, stubborn guys, rather than letting them continue to have sweet dreams in the Raging Tide Dragon Realm, it is better to be conquered by the Sacred Aura Empire's Iron Hoof and brought under His Majesty's order."
"They need a real ruler to tell them that times have changed."
Alvia finished speaking and fell silent.
She is waiting for the emperor's Judgment.
Garos looked away from Blue Dragon, looking towards the distant western skyline that looked dark and deep in the dusk.
In this direction, across the continuous Mountain Range and the endless plains, is the vast water area called Boiling Sea.
Because of the dense undersea volcanoes and turbulent ocean currents, the sea surface in many places is like boiling water all year round, hence the name. It is a wild and fertile sea area.
"Boiling Sea, Raging Tide Dragon Realm----"
Garos was thinking in his heart.
He understands Alvia's motivations.
This Ancient Blue Dragon wants to use actions to prove his value to the empire, and also wants to use victory to wash away the shame of succumbing to the evil god.
Moreover, before Alvia requested an audience, he had thought about this place.
For most mortal beings, not knowing whether they are alive or dead often means they are already dead.
But Garos doesn't think that an existence like Bronze Dragon King will end easily.
I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, but most likely I'm not dead.
However, even if he is alive, he will not be much of a deterrent to the current Garos.
"Purification Faction dragon is always a thorn."
"After the Bronze Dragon King incident, the dragons that were originally scattered in other continents returned to the Raging Tide Dragon Realm. They gathered together, and we could take the opportunity to catch them all."
Garos is thinking in his mind.
His attitude towards his fellow racers, whether Chromatic Dragon or Metal Dragon, was never indiscriminate killing.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have left Helmode Dragon Brood.
Moreover, thoughts can be changed.
It is impossible for every one of those so-called Purification Faction dragons to be as determined as Bronze Dragon King.
Some of them do it out of admiration, some out of following the trend, and few are completely firm defenders. Give them some Aura-style encouragement and education, use time and facts to prove that their opinions are wrong, and you can change their minds.
The question is, will other Dragon Realm agree?
Five Great Dragon Realms has always shared the same hatred, and they usually remain consistent on issues involving the overall interests of the Dragon Realm.
However, Raging Tide Dragon Realm broke the rules first.
Those Purification Faction dragons openly advocate the cleansing of other races, even Dragon Race's own race, which is beyond the scope of what most Metal Dragon can accept.
Other Metal Dragons don't like the Purification Faction dragon itself----
Garos's mind was spinning rapidly, weighing every possible risk and benefit.
After a few breaths, he made a decision.
"Ignore Raging Tide Dragon Realm."
Garos said, "Alvia, you lead a group of dragons to completely take over the shallow sea area."
"The shallow sea waters extending outward from Atlant West Coast, all shipping routes, islands, ports, bays - as well as the small and medium-sized sea clan forces attached to the Raging Tide Dragon Realm, must be brought under the control of the empire."
"As for the deep sea, it is the core territory of the Raging Tide Dragon Realm."
"Don't stretch out your claws for the time being without my order."
Alvia's spirits perked up.
She nodded solemnly, without any hesitation in her tone. "Your Majesty, Alvia will definitely complete the important task entrusted to you. Every wave in the shallow sea area will belong to Sacred Aura."
Garos nodded slightly. "Go ahead."
Blue Dragon Slowly took a few steps back, then unfolded its wide membrane wings, jumped up, and quickly disappeared into the dusk.
Dragon Court became quiet again.
Soon after.
Shining rays of light lit up from the sky, just like the daylight across the sky, illuminating the vast night sky as if it were noon.
Rumble!
Along with bursts of bursting sounds, the light fell, and brilliant flowers bloomed on the earth. As time passed, when the light dissipated, only a devastated and fragmented world was left. Shatter
The earth cracked and the mountains collapsed.
There is lava everywhere, like purgatory.
"Too fragile."
Red Iron Dragon hangs high in the sky, and the golden arrogance on the body gradually restrains and dissipates.
He wrinkled the scales on his forehead slightly and looked down at the ground beneath him, his eyes scanning the damage caused by his own Dragon Aura Bomb.
Garos I feel as if I am in a narrow shoal. If I turn over slightly, the muddy water will spread and the waves will become rough.
There is no room for his true power here.
Just as Garos expected before.
As his level increases, when he reaches Destiny Rank, this Small World can no longer withstand his strength.
He originally wanted to test the detailed data of his various forms, as well as the new skills of his major professions, but just the Dragon Aura Bomb that was randomly condensed during the normal Aura Burst made this Small World shaky.
What if it is Ashen Annihilation Form?
His Dragon Aura Bomb may directly tear apart its spatial structure.
"The scale of this independent space is limited, and its structural stability is not as good as the real world. If I release my power without restriction, I am afraid it will completely collapse. Its limit is here."
Garos thought silently in his heart.
But----
Nowadays, there are no suitable places.
Tear!
Red Iron Dragon stretched out his dragon claws and drew a dark crack in the air. He waved his wings and his entire body was submerged in it.
The next moment.
He returns to Bernardo.
Under the dense darkness of night, Red Iron Dragon raised his head, looked up at the night sky, then waved his wings and flew straight towards Cosmic Starfield.