Chapter 124 King’s Landing In the city of Tro, important places such as the city lord's mansion, the military and political hall, and the arsenal were immediately controlled by the earth elf were sporadic disturbances, and the city defense troops who had vowed to follow the earl to the death rose up in resistance. Hundreds of people shouted "For Earl Dawson!" and "For the glory of Tro City" and attacked the monster army, but the earth elves just lined up silently and raised their spears. "boom!" After the deafening gunfire. Everything fell silent. The city of Tro was filled with smoke and the smell of blood. These rebels were hung on the city walls, becoming a terrifying sight in the city. People secretly peeked at the bodies that were beaten into sieves and dripping blood, and their hearts became even more terrified and uneasy. "Don't go out." "do not look……" The residents closed their doors and windows, covered their children's eyes, shivered, and prayed constantly. But soon, they were asked to step outside to be greeted.
There was a knock on the door, and outside the door appeared the hideous faces of earth elves and lizardmen. The children were so scared that they cried out "wow", but the adults covered their mouths in panic. No one dared to resist. Even though the hobgoblins and lizardmen are the most order-abiding and power-following beings in the Burning Embers, people can still see that these dragon vein monsters are suppressing their violent nature, waiting for a rebel to appear and tear them apart. During this process, someone might be killed by the dragon vein followers who could not restrain themselves, but no one would notice it, and no one would pursue it. In this atmosphere filled with terror, the entire city of Troy still maintained the most basic order. Everyone knows that the era of Troy being ruled by the red dragon has begun. But no one knows when this era will end. And how it is. The residents were driven by the monster army to the central square, which was once the most prosperous place in Tro City, but now it is filled with unspeakable terror. No matter if they were former nobles, soldiers, civilians or even beggars, no matter if they were wearing gorgeous robes, tattered clothes or coarse linen clothes, they were all driven here by the earth elves and lizardmen. People were anxious and no one dared to speak. They were like criminals being sent to the execution ground, quietly waiting for the final judgment. And so they waited. Suddenly, the city defense soldiers who had been recruited and were standing at the door looked into the distance with trembling voices, and the same was true for the residents. "Oh my God." "Then what is that?" "Gods bless you." The wyverns were close to each other, like a rolling dark cloud, densely packed and approaching from afar, almost blocking out the sun. However, the flying dragon is just a servant who leads the way for the king.
I saw them making way for a wide path in the sky, and the huge red dragon flapped its wings and slowly approached and landed. Cassius cast a huge shadow on the ground, which almost covered everyone at one point, and then he landed with a bang in the central square of Tros. The huge figure appeared in the center of the square. dusty. Only when the smoke cleared could people barely see his appearance. It was a scary red dragon. Huge and strong, it was like the embodiment of power. Its huge horns were like a majestic crown, and its golden pupils seemed to be burning with flames. When that gaze swept down from above, people felt an instinctive fear of the powerful creature and could not help but lower their heads. Some weak people even knelt directly on the ground. When the horrible monster opened its mouth, everyone suddenly felt a hot, burning breath rushing towards them, which immediately reminded people of the rumor about the "incarnation of fire". "Greetings, residents of Troy." The sound was like the roar of thunder. Viscount Burton, who was standing at the front and forcing a smile, suddenly collapsed to the ground in fear. Cassius simply 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 and majestic city." His tone paused. "But all this is in the past now." "This is my territory now." "I will establish a new order here that is unique to the Burning Embers Nest. For anyone who disobeys, I will bring the most thorough destruction to them." "I will rule here, who is for and who is against?" Cassius looked down at tens of thousands of citizens from above, his golden pupils carrying an invisible pressure as he swept over the nobles, soldiers, and civilians, but no one dared to look him in the eye. An air of silence permeated the square. Suddenly, a voice attracted everyone's attention and also attracted Cassius's attention. Viscount Burton lay on the ground tremblingly and whispered: "Burning, the King of Burning Embers." When he saw the red dragon looking at him, his body trembled even more violently, and sweat dripped down his fat face. However, he still mustered up his courage, raised his arms and shouted: "The old era has passed. Congratulations, welcome the King of Burning Embers to rule Tro City!" Ignoring the contemptuous looks from the people around him, Viscount Burton staggered to his feet and continued to shout, "King of Embers!" "The Burning King!" "He will rule Troy and the world!" First, the hobgoblins and lizardmen raised their weapons and cheered. Soon after, the residents of Tro City were forced, at the urging of the monsters, to join the celebration at the cost of the fall of the city.
Cassius looked at the cheering monsters and the crowd. He saw that these dragon vein monsters had countless brutal desires suppressed in their hearts. Those red eyes, those bloody mouths spewing hot air, those hideous horns and scales were full of desires. They longed for blood and needed to release the hot blood in their bodies. Only because of Cassius's control, they were able to maintain order. If the red dragon had not come in person, there would have been 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 Cassius hoped to establish was an orderly, multi-ethnic and diverse empire. Serving him makes you powerful and able to grow stronger. He didn't want to create a chaotic killing force, which would only bring disaster everywhere, just like those abyss demons, which would be attacked by the crowd wherever they went. "This is the brutal bloodline 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." "Also, I have to find a way to suppress the chaos and brutality in the red dragon's bloodline." He thought to himself. In fact, Cassius had long realized that the chaos and evil flowing in the red dragon's boiling blood had already affected his way of thinking to a certain extent. Cruelty, arrogance, bloodthirstiness, he often reveals these terrible traits inadvertently, sometimes even without him realizing it. (End of this chapter)
