Ashen Dragon-Chapter 312 - 235: Announcement

Chapter 312: Chapter 235: Announcement

Northwind Castle Suburbs.

The army of the Ashen Kingdom nearly occupied the entire wilderness.

Many of them had grown red scales, sharp claws, dragon-like bone spurs, and some even had golden slit pupils in their eyes.

Great Goblins, Tieflings, and Humans carried brand-new semi-automatic rifles, wearing finely-crafted chain mail; they were the kingdom’s elite infantry, each one with sharp eyes, emanating a murderous aura.

Ogre gunners pulled heavy cannons, the metal-glossed black cannon barrels were nearly six meters long, and the one-meter-wide muzzle looked like a giant devouring mouth.

And such cannons, there were hundreds of them within the kingdom’s forces.

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The Dragon Sanctuary Holy Knights wore heavy plate armor, holding in their left hands giant shields inscribed with the Ashen crest, gripping sharp spears and great swords in their right hands, and Flame Aura constantly flickering around them caused their armors to shine brilliantly. Their mere presence made the surrounding temperature soar, the ground became scorching hot, and even the surrounding retainers dared not approach this phalanx easily.

Kobolds, Goblins, serving as irregular troops, wore tattered clothes picked up from who knows where, often carrying an obsolete blunderbuss or smoothbore gun; those yellow little eyes brimming with excitement. Such irregular soldiers numbered in the tens of thousands, like a mottled wave in this military formation.

And on the faraway hills, giant beasts, like small mountains, rose and fell. These Dragon Tundra creatures wore extremely heavy armor, exhaling thick white smoke, and thrumming deeply, like moving steel fortresses.

In the sky, Bipedal Wyverns and Chimeras formed clouds, their disarrayed wings covered half the sky. Even these beasts were armed to the teeth, with crucial parts of many Wyverns shielded by thin yet strong metal armor, and incendiary bombs and explosives hanging from their claws.

Nearly a hundred thousand creatures and humans gathered here.

Normally, such a medley of races would cause chaos anywhere, even turning it into a brutal killing field.

But at this moment, this army stood in orderly formations, producing little noise, and the vast wilderness echoed only with their heavy breathing, their attempts to restrain even these sounds.

They were silently waiting.

“Roar—”

A long roar echoed from afar.

Giant red figures appeared on the wilderness, shadows enveloping the ground beneath them.

They all raised their heads simultaneously, breathing heavily, eyes filled with excitement and fanaticism, like zealots seeing a deity. And the Bipedal Wyverns landed on the ground in unison, lowering their heads.

——That was Cassius, the King of Ashen with wings shrouding Anzeta, bringing the Infernal Calamity of annihilation to enemies.

In an unnoticed human phalanx, George looked up, tightly staring at the gigantic silhouette, his hands gripping the gun trembling slightly.

Even though he had seen His Majesty before, no matter how many times he admired him, he was still filled with immense awe and deep admiration for his pure, oppressive strength. He greatly wished to become an “important figure” who could receive His Majesty’s personal favor.

Amidst the dense chromatic Wyverns, a pure white giant dragon was particularly conspicuous, like a snowy peak among mountains.

Tiniya also gazed at the sky, stretching her neck; her pale blue slit pupils filled with infatuation and worship.

“Cassius… my master.”

“So strong.”

She thought dazedly. This White Dragon didn’t forget to slap a Bipedal Wyvern in a better spot away, claiming it for herself, leaving the Wyvern to whimper pitifully. But seeing it was the White Dragon, it had to leave grudgingly.

“Boom!”

The earth shook, stones scattered, dust veiled the sky.

A massive Red Dragon, over thirty meters long, landed with a thunderous crash atop the hill, making everything on the wilderness seem tiny and vulnerable in front of him.

Cassius, from a high vantage point, reviewed his personal army, spreading his colossal wings that veiled the sky and began to speak slowly:

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“Since they desire war, then I shall grant them war.”

Before the words even faded, the entire wilderness erupted like a blazing inferno.

“For the Ashen Kingdom!”

“War! Make them pay with blood!”

“For the great Red Dragon!”

“Fight for His Majesty, Cassius!”

“For the grand blueprint of the Dragon Vein Empire!”

Great Goblins raised their rifles, Ogres pounded their chests, humans cheered, and even the Bipedal Wyverns stretched their necks, letting out ear-piercing roars.

Despite the military orders, some overly excited Great Goblins fired their rifles into the sky, and an absent-minded Ogre nearly launched a cannonball weighing hundreds of kilograms in excitement. Fortunately, it was stopped by nearby comrades, preventing a disaster.

Years of countless victories and accumulated prestige made the Red Dragon’s position in the retainers’ hearts comparable to or even surpassing that of deities.

He didn’t need to do any extra mobilization, merely by appearing and saying a few words, the combat intent and morale of the army were already immeasurably heightened, reaching a peak no commander could bring.

And the Red Dragon was clearly aware of this.

Overlooking the army surging with battle intent, gazing across the vast territory, Cassius’s vision seemed to expand to the entire Fianso Continent, even the whole Erezer World.

“It is time.”

“After nearly ten years of planning, now I can finally bring the entire North under my control.”

“However, once all this is completely over, my journey will truly begin: demons, devils, deities, ancient evil beings… there are still many existences in this world that could threaten me.”

Cassius breathed out a puff of sulfur-smelling white smoke, thinking to himself.

The Red Dragon stepped forward, extending a monstrous claw, gradually clenching it tightly, as if grasping the entire Anzeta Great Wilderness in his palm.

“Crush them.”

Cassius ordered calmly, as if stating a trivial matter.

Instantly, the wilderness boiled again.

Amid chaotic cheers and roars, countless red flags painted with slit pupils and flame crests fluttered wildly in the sulfur-scented wind.

“For the Ashen Kingdom!”

“Awooo~~”

“Crush them completely, unify Anzeta!”

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In the Steel Dragonwing Palace.

The Red Dragon was sharpening his claws with a Force Field Spell, making them sharper, though this small detail barely affected high-level combat, he did it to pass the time.

Suddenly, a message from Ramp came, and Cassius lifted the prohibition with a thought, and Ramp’s ugly face reappeared in the Magic Mirror.

“Master, unfamiliar guests are visiting Northwind Castle. They claim to be… your allies.”

“Oh?”

“My allies, how peculiar.”

“I rather want to see who wishes to ally with an infamous evil dragon?”

Cassius slowly raised his head, a glint of light flashing in his pale golden slit pupils.