Chapter 124 King's Arrival

In Tro City, important places such as the City Lord's Mansion, the Military and Political Hall, and the Arsenal were immediately controlled by the Earth Elf Army.

There were sporadic waves, and the city defense troops who followed the Earl to the death rose up to resist. Hundreds of people shouted "For Earl Dawson!" "For the glory of Tro City" and attacked the monster army, but the Earth Elf just lined up silently and raised their spears.

"Bang!"

After the deafening gunshots.

Everything returned to silence.

The city of Tro was filled with gunpowder and blood.

These rebels were hung on the city wall, becoming a terrible landscape in the city. People secretly peeked at the bodies that were beaten into sieves and dripping blood, and their hearts were even more frightened and uneasy.

"Don't go out."

"Don't look..."

The residents closed the doors and windows, covered the children's eyes, trembled, and prayed constantly.

But soon, they were asked to go out to greet them.

The door was knocked, and outside the door were the hideous faces of the hobgoblins and lizardmen.

The children cried out in fear, but the adults covered their mouths in panic.

No one dared to resist.

Even though the hobgoblins and lizardmen were the most order-abiding and power-following beings in the Burning Embers Nest, people could still see that these dragon vein monsters were suppressing their violent nature, waiting for a rebel to appear and tear them apart.

In the process, some people might be killed by the dragon vein followers who could not hold back, but no one would notice, let alone pursue.

In this atmosphere of terror, the entire Tro City still maintained the most basic order.

Everyone knew that the era of Tro City ruled by the red dragon had begun.

But no one knew when this era would end.

And what it was like.

The residents were driven to the central square by the monster army. This was once the most prosperous place in Tro City, but now it was filled with a silent terror.

No matter if they were former nobles, soldiers, civilians or even beggars, no matter if they were wearing gorgeous robes, ragged clothes or coarse linen clothes, they were all driven here by the earth elves and lizardmen.

People were uneasy, no one dared to speak, they were like criminals sent to the execution ground, quietly waiting for the final judgment.

They waited like this.

Suddenly, the city defense soldiers who had been recruited at the door looked into the distance, their voices trembling, and the residents were the same.

"Oh my God."

"What is that?"

"God bless you."

The two-legged dragons were close to each other, like a group of surging dark clouds, densely packed, approaching from a distance, almost covering the sun.

However, the flying dragons were just servants who led the way for the king.

They made a wide road in the sky, and the huge red dragon flapped its wings and slowly approached and landed.

Cassius cast a huge shadow on the ground, almost covering everyone at a certain moment, and then he landed on the square in the center of Tro City.

The huge figure appeared in the center of the square.

Dust was flying.

When the smoke dissipated, people could barely see his appearance.

It was a terrible red dragon.

Huge, strong, like the embodiment of power.

Its large horns swept back like a majestic crown, and there seemed to be a blazing flame in its golden pupils.

When the eyes swept over from a high position, people felt an instinctive fear of powerful creatures, and could not help but lower their heads. Some weak people even knelt directly on the ground.

The terrible monster opened its mouth, and everyone suddenly felt a hot and burning breath coming towards them, which made people immediately think of the rumor of the "incarnation of fire".

"Hello, residents of Tro City."

The voice was like thunder.

Viscount Burton, who was standing in the front and forced a smile, was so scared that he collapsed to the ground.

Cassius just stated calmly: "I know that Tro City has a glorious history. Your ancestors once resisted the attacks of white dragons and frost giants. You were once a famous city of glory."

He paused.

"But all this is in the past."

"Now, this is my territory."

"I will establish a new order here that belongs exclusively to the Burning Embers Nest. For any disobedient, I will give them the most thorough destruction."

"I will rule here. Who agrees and who opposes?"

Cassius looked down at tens of thousands of citizens from a high position. His golden vertical pupils carried invisible pressure, sweeping over the nobles, soldiers, and civilians, but no one dared to look him in the eye.

Silent air filled the square.

Suddenly, a voice attracted everyone's attention, and also attracted Cassius's eyes.

Viscount Burton trembled and lay on the ground, whispering: "Burning, the King of Burning Embers."

When he saw the red dragon looking at him, his body trembled even more, and sweat dripped down his fat face, but he still plucked up his courage and shouted: "The old times are over, welcome, welcome the King of Burning Embers to rule Tro City!"

Ignoring the contemptuous eyes of the people around him, Viscount Burton staggered to his feet and continued to shout: "King of Burning Embers!"

"King of Burning Embers!"

"He will rule Tro City and the world!"

First, the hobgoblins and lizardmen raised their weapons and cheered.

Then, under the urging of the monsters, the residents of Tro City were forced to join the celebration at the cost of the fall of the city.

Casius looked at the cheering monsters and the crowd.

He saw that these dragon vein monsters had suppressed countless brutal desires in their hearts, those red eyes, those bloody mouths spewing hot air, those ferocious horns

They were eager to kill and needed to vent the hot blood in their bodies.

It was only because of Casius's control that they barely maintained order. If the red dragon had not come in person, there would be a bloody disaster in the city that was no less than the "Death of North Wind Castle", and this was definitely not what he wanted to see.

The regime that Casius hoped to establish was an orderly, multi-ethnic and diversified empire.

Serving him, being powerful, and able to grow and develop.

He did not want to create a chaotic killing force, which would only bring disaster everywhere, just like those abyss demons, who would be attacked by the crowd wherever they went.

"This is the brutal blood of the red dragon. These dragon followers can only be used as sharp swords in our hands, and we cannot rely on them to establish a new order."

"Players, I need to control more players."

"And... I have to find a way to suppress the chaos and brutality in the red dragon's blood."

He said in his heart.

Casius had actually long realized that the chaos and evil flowing in the boiling blood of the red dragon had affected his way of thinking to a certain extent.

Brutal, arrogant, bloody, he often inadvertently revealed these terrible characteristics, sometimes even he himself could not detect it.