Taking large strides out of the camp of the Tashan Mu army, Na 'lie's expression suddenly collapsed, and he shivered.
"What happened here had better have nothing to do with me … No, I didn't even appear here!" he said as he transformed into his dragon form, flapped his wings, and flew away.
Back to two days ago.
As night fell, the Red Dragon had shrunk his body and was hovering at a low altitude. Looking to the north, he could see the army's commander-in-chief, and looking to the south, he could see the soldiers' camp. He was hovering in the middle of the army. Na 'lie opened his nose and breathed in the smell of metal and meat that permeated the mountain range. He felt the fire of greed burning fiercely.
In the bards' poems, the Red Dragon was always described as a robber, a bandit, a tyrant, and so on. There were also some poems that shaped the real identity of these characters into the Red Dragon in order to show the imagery. In short, among the thousands of races in Airadia, most of the evaluations of the Red Dragon were negative, and that was indeed the case. When Na 'lie saw so much potential wealth, he could no longer hold back his desire.
"Only in the process of enjoying wealth and plundering wealth can I feel alive," the Red Dragon muttered as he began to descend.
This army was obviously a well-trained warrior, and there were many of them. Jumping up and shouting, "This is my territory, give me all your treasures!" was obviously asking for death. Perhaps other Red Dragons would do that, but Na 'lie didn't think he was that stupid. He chose to use another method: sneaking in quietly to rob.
The Red Dragon was a professional when it came to robbing, robbing, and robbing. He had been a dragon for hundreds of years, from a young dragon to a young dragon. He was already familiar with the way things were. The seemingly strict patrols and surveillance of humans couldn't stop a dragon with ulterior motives. Na 'lie easily knocked out a knight who seemed to be the leader, and then kidnapped him.
Before he carried out the robbery, he first had to figure out who the victim was.
If he was young, Na 'lie would definitely say, "I don't care who it is, as long as it's in my hands, it's mine." But now that he had grown up, he understood the importance of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. The main reason was that he had robbed a luxurious caravan when he was young. He never thought that the owner of the caravan would be a legendary mage, and that she was actually a descendant of the Goddess of Magic. As a result, Na' lie was chased around the world by that crazy woman. In the end, he had to pay the price and apologize, spitting a lot of blood before she was willing to let him go..
Feline Ranft, Nellie would always remember this name. This incident was the greatest humiliation in his life as a great Red Dragon. Since then, Nellie had learned his lesson and became much more cautious. Before he made a move, he would always inquire about the owner of the item. He became more like a Blue Dragon instead of a Red Dragon. One could imagine how much pain those memories brought to him.
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A warm, salty wind blew in his face. Wayne slowly opened his eyes. It was dark all around. The back of his head was still hurting, and his body was very weak. It seemed that he had been tortured a lot. He struggled hard but could not move. He felt like a cocoon, firmly trapped in the darkness.
What is this place?
He remembered that he had just left the leader's tent and lost consciousness halfway through … Wayne was one of the few people in Eladia who didn't have any faith. He didn't believe in gods or devils, but in this pitch-black place that was as dark as a well, he couldn't help but wonder if he had already arrived at the Divine Kingdom or hell.
His soul would be pulled to strengthen the borders of hell, which was what they called the wall. Wayne sneered in his heart. He did not expect that he would die so mysteriously. He did not know if the soldiers who were still alive had helped him catch the murderer.
Bright flames illuminated his pupils. Two eyes as large as copper furnaces appeared in White's vision, carrying with them a burning flame and a choking smell of sulfur.
"Dragon," he said bitterly.
The floating flames became bigger and bigger, spreading the light to the surroundings. Wayne found himself in a dry cave, and the thing in front of him was fully revealed.
A huge, strong Red Dragon.
"Dragon," Wayne repeated.
Nale showed an angry expression. He was very dissatisfied with the human's reaction. Normally, the poor human should have jumped up the moment he saw him, screamed in horror, trembled, and knelt down to beg for mercy. In this way, he would be able to obtain great self-satisfaction. He would be satisfied with his own strength and horror. The Red Dragon liked to show off their strength and the sense of accomplishment brought by their strength.
"Kneel down, reptile," Nale roared.
He did not feel satisfied, so he decided to use more cruel means to deal with the human in front of him. "Do you know who you are facing?"
"Andrea, the Burning King, sing my name."
Without waiting for the human to respond, the Red Dragon continued, "Tell me, where did you come from, where did you go, and why did you break into my territory?"
The flames came close to Wayne's face, making the hair on his face curl up and hot.
He knelt down as the Red Dragon said, but only on one knee, as if he was performing a knight's salute. He said, "I offer you the highest respect, the great Burning King Andrea. If they knew in advance that the army would pass through your territory, the Kings of Ayrsala would have sent you sincere greetings. This is a misunderstanding, please forgive me."
White was very calm. He was born in the Kingdom of Aiyo in the Ayrsala region, and he had personally experienced the battle of Monet's recovery, which was called "The Return of the Nightmare." He had seen bigger battles than this. A Red Dragon, to be honest, did not make him panic. He could even clearly tell himself that at this moment, his thoughts were scattered, his heart was racing, and his limbs were numb. All of these were physical reactions caused by the Red Dragon's power.
"Ayrsala."
The Red Dragon looked down at him, and two streams of hot steam came out of his nostrils. "Human from the North, why did you break into this place?"
"I'm sorry, Lord Andrea."
Wayne showed an apologetic expression. "Forgive me for not being able to tell you. This is a military secret. Although I don't know why you invited me here, I hope you can let me go back to report first, and then come back to have this friendly talk. The disappearance of a knight commander is not a small matter, and the King will start the search as soon as he gets the news. I don't want to deepen the misunderstanding between us."
"Are you threatening me?"
The dragon's scales glowed red, which was a sign that the Red Dragon was angry. "Knight commander, didn't your King tell you not to threaten a dragon, let alone a powerful Red Dragon!?"
"Lord Andrea, this is not a threat," Wayne said sincerely.
Wayne said sincerely, "I'm just describing what's going to happen next. Every word is the truth."
"Reptile, you've angered me!"
The Crimson Dragon stood up with its hind legs, its head almost touching the ceiling of the cave. "Your calm demeanor is really annoying. You puny humans, your lives are in someone else's hands, but you're still mumbling nonsense. You don't know what's going on."
As he spoke, the angry Red Dragon grabbed Wayne with his claws, and enjoyed the painful expression on Wayne's face under the great force. "Puny reptile, who do you think you are facing? The great Red Dragon, Nelly Andrea, do you think I will be afraid of your so-called human kingdom? Do you think I won't dare to step on you like an ant?"
Wayne's tears flowed, and his body slowly turned from struggling to twitch. The great force of the Red Dragon almost broke his bones. He knew very well that evil dragons like Andrea were all murderous, and it was very likely that he would be crushed to death in the next second, especially after being angered and lost his mind. But he still struggled to say, "You … don't … dare."
The great force on his body suddenly relaxed. Nelly threw him to the ground and stared at him with a strange expression. According to the previous performance, the Red Dragon felt that this human was not an ignorant and stupid egomaniac. He could still say such words at this time. Either he had lost his mind under the power of the dragon, or he was really confident. Nelly wanted to hear it.
Wayne on the ground twitched. After a while, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a name from his mouth. "Tangerine … Tangerine."
The Red Dragon's expression changed from playful to serious. He stared at the human on the ground and said in a hurried and cautious tone, "What did you say?
Say it clearly! "
"Emperor Tangerine."
Wayne calmed down for a while and spoke more smoothly. "You should have heard of him. Do you want me to say his real name?"
The Red Dragon's expression changed. After a while, he growled, "Are you trying to scare me with his name?
What does he have to do with you? "
In silence, Nelly refused Wayne's proposal to say his real name. It was said that Emperor Tangerine was close to God. If he said his real name, he might be able to sense it when they were in the same plane.
Wayne said slowly, "Ayrsala is located in the north. He is the King of the North. We came from the north."
Seeing that the Red Dragon did not speak, he added, "Lord Andrea, some things are really military secrets. I have said it clearly enough."
"Even if this army is really hired by him, do you think he will care about you little people?
Little reptile, you think too highly of yourself! "Nelly growled, but it could be seen that the dragon was a little weak. Most of his anger was fake.
"Indeed, my death is insignificant. Emperor Tangerine will not care about a little person like me."
Wayne nodded. "But the King of Aiyo will, my King will find you because of the disappearance of the Knight Commander, and once you have a conflict with Ayrsala's alliance, if the alliance is defeated, the Emperor of the North will turn his attention to this place."
"Damn reptile," Nelly growled.
He felt that he could not just let it go. This human did not give any evidence that Tangerine was related to this matter. If he backed down like this, and this matter spread out, in the future, anyone could scare him away with just a name, whether it was true or not.
But Nelly did not dare to take the risk. The name Tangerine seemed to contain some kind of magic that made people's hearts tremble. The Dragon King, the Black Emperor, the Enemy of the Gods … a series of titles were attached to this name. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. As an evil dragon, Nelly knew more about the deeds of that guy than the human in front of him. He also knew more about the horror involved.
Anyone who was an enemy of the Black Emperor would be cruelly punished, and dragons had more terrible things waiting for them. It was said that dragons who were enemies of the Black Emperor would be taken to a place called the "Blood Pool" and be baptized by some kind of evil magic by the Black Emperor, Caesar Tangerine. After that, they would still remember everything that had happened before, but they would not be like themselves. They would live for the Black Emperor until death.
If the other party was only powerful, it would not scare Nelly away, but this kind of brainwashing similar to that of an evil sorcerer was too terrifying. The northerners said that the transformed monsters were the "descendants of the Black Emperor," and Caesar Tangerine himself also called them the "blood of my blood," but in Nelly's view, this was no different from the "last descendants of the evil dragon" created by the Dragon Queen, Tiamat. It was even more terrifying.
No wonder they fought to the death before.
Thinking of this, Nelly could not help but shiver. He glanced at the human who was waiting for his response and did not say anything. He snorted heavily, flapped his wings, and flew out of the cave, never looking back.