Grim arrived here on the fifth day after Scandre City was hit by a "dragon attack".

Standing on a steep peak of Mingsu Mountain, Grim could clearly see the poor royal capital covered with rubble and people mourning under his feet.

Along the way, as long as it is a slightly larger human city, it can hardly escape the ravage of the dragon. This is the seventh human city he has seen that has been attacked by dragons, and it is also the most miserable of them.

Because after all, this is the greatest and most magnificent city of glory in the knightly kingdom - Scandley!

Unfortunately, it is now a ruined city buried in rubble and ruins.

Countless displaced residents of the royal capital rummaged through dilapidated houses for food and clothing, and the relentless convoy of refugees crowded the roads out of the city, and people shouted and neighed everywhere, and there was a miasma of smoke everywhere......

The large area of buildings at the foot of the mountain is mostly intact, after all, it is a civilian settlement, so it is the least attacked by dragons. As the mountain rises, the damage and defects of the buildings become more and more serious. Grim could see that the more ornate and elaborate the building, the more damaged and collapsed it was.

It seems that those dragons are also quite proficient in the art of plundering!

Grim brushed off his hood, revealing his resolute and heroic face in the sunlight.

Looking down at the sad and desolate knight kingdom capital in front of him, Grim's heart was also full of endless sighs.

Once upon a time, dragons were the greatest reliance of these human emperors, and they were the firm cornerstone of their rule.

Ever since the Dragon's Nest suddenly appeared in the plane thousands of years ago, the human kingdom has established the closest mutual relationship with them.

The dragons enjoy the offerings of humans, and humans are blessed by the dragons.

Whether it is the powerful monsters of nature or the ambitious local nobles, they all regard the dragons in Dragon Valley as the true rulers of the knightly plane. And their nominal Majesty the King is nothing more than a wretched creature crawling in front of the dragon!

Before 1700, the Edward family was just a minor local nobleman. However, they made great offerings to the dragons, and promised countless benefits and great wealth in one go. Therefore, under the protection of the Dragon Valley, the Edward family rose strongly, defeated all the local nobles, and then destroyed the last powerful kingdom, which established the so-called knight kingdom.

With the Dragon Covenant, the Edward family ushered in the prosperous peace of 1700. However, the heavy dragon offering also made this knight kingdom extremely weak for a while, and it was no longer able to control the entire knight continent.

Even if the Knight Kingdom bowed to the Dragon Nest and obeyed its words, when the plane was about to change, it still couldn't stop the Dragon Valley from smashing the backbone of the kingdom and squeezing the last essence and wealth out of it.

It seems that I am still a step too late!

The brazen dragons have ransacked the city.

However, Grim did not come here for worldly wealth and money, but for a mission that Lord Sarupo had given him. Of course, it was for the knowledge of rune energy fusion that he had dreamed of.

Now, the entire royal capital of Scandre is in ruins, and I hope that the target I am looking for has not happened.

On the only bluestone road leading to the city, expressionless people can be seen pushing carts, driving livestock, and dragging families to the outside of the city. The mother who cried with her child, the old man who looked numb and leaned on the ruins, and the adult strong man with hatred in his eyes...... Their expressions are different, but they are the same gray faces, and they have the same desire to cry without tears.

With such an expression, Grim has seen a lot along the way!

After all, this is the great royal capital of the entire knight kingdom, and it has an inexhaustible amount of wealth, so it is also favored by the dragons.

For 5 days in a row, almost every day, hordes of dragons flew from the distant sky, ran into the city to plunder, and then returned with a full load.

In order to escape the dragon's raids, the city's wealthy merchants and magnates fled the dragon-cursed city, and the poor civilians who remained in the city were nowhere to go.

But as the dragons ravaged day by day, the city has gradually died, and even the civilians who have nothing have to leave the familiar land where they were born and raised.

It was in this chaotic crowd that Grim entered Scandre City.

Although he had done his best to change himself into a gray travel cloak that was old enough to be ordinary, he could still see the exquisite robe covered with witchcraft runes through the corners of his clothes that had been lifted up. Although some people with ulterior motives can't read these patterns, it doesn't prevent them from recognizing their value.

So, behind Grim, he was soon adorned with some hapless fellows in ragged clothes, with rough faces, and clubs, knives and forks in their hands.

Grim passed past a half-crumbling tower and followed a gray stone path into the alley. Seeing this scene, those homeless villains immediately lit up their eyes and chased after them with great strides.

The fight was short-lived.

If it weren't for the dragons' suspicion of discovering traces of witchcraft fluctuations, it would only take a simple witchcraft fireball to kill all these unsightly creatures. But now, Grim could only raise his fists and use brute force to knock them to the ground one by one.

Just as the crowd turned into rolling gourds and rolled on the ground in pain, Grim was already pinching the chin of a tall and skinny villain and lifting him up.

"Where is the Demon Casting Camp in the Royal Capital?" take me there immediately, or ......" Grim's iron pincer-like right hand suddenly turned red, and a charred handprint burned out on the other party's face in an instant.

"Evildoer, you are the Wicked One......" Several of the staggering guys immediately "recognized" Grim's identity, and they all looked terrified.

After all, Grim is only a fire elemental wizard, and he doesn't have much research on soulology, otherwise he wouldn't have used coercion and temptation to get these guys to lead him. But it's a pity that even if Grim tortured them all, he didn't get any information about the so-called royal capital casting camp.

Just as Grim frowned and pondered how to get rid of them, a crisp child's voice rang out from the ruins beside him.

"There's no way they're going to know where the demon casting camp is!"

Grim's heart was slightly frightened, and his mental power was immediately retracted, and he quickly locked on to the unexpected intruder.

It was a skinny, skinny teenager, only eleven or twelve years old, with his body hunched behind a fallen broken wall. The other party's aura was weak, and Grim did not have mental power, so he was able to avoid his ears and eyes and lurk in front of him.

"You know the Forge Camp?" Grim tilted his head to look at the guy who suddenly appeared, "You're also a spellcaster?"

In the other party, Grim vaguely saw a trace of an extremely ingenious elemental aura hidden.

"If you want to find the Demon Casting Camp, then come with me!" The emaciated young man's face was covered with earth, and his appearance was the same as that of a long-malnourished wandering boy. However, Grim still saw through the elemental vision the vast amount of life energy that was covered in his body.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man held the spell seal in both hands, and a dense pale green rune appeared in his palm, and immediately after, similar flashing runes appeared on the foreheads of all the homeless villains in the field.

In a few breaths, the boy removed the rune and turned to leave. One by one, the outless villains fell asleep, seemingly forgetting everything in an instant.

It's a very primitive way of holding spells, and it seems to be somewhat similar to the methods of some schools of cursed wizards.

But most importantly, the casting of this spell seal method is almost negligible. Even though Grim was less than 10 meters away from him, it was only with the powerful scanning of the chip that he was able to capture the frequency of his elemental fluctuations.

It seems that the casters of this world have been able to survive under the weight of the Demon Hunter Knights, and have evolved some interesting little tricks as a result.

Grim patted the dust off his hands and followed the emaciated boy away from the scene quickly.

A loud dragon roar suddenly echoed in the sky above the royal capital, and the people who remained in the royal capital immediately hid in Tibet, and there was no trace of people in the ruined streets and alleys.

Countless pairs of eyes full of anger were projected from various hidden places in the city, staring closely at the three green orthodox figures that quickly coiled above the sky.

The boy also took refuge in a half-collapsed house, observing the movement of the dragon in the sky through the cracks in the roof. After circling a few times, the three green dragons once again pounced on a palace halfway up the mountain. Soon, the screams and cries of the women and the angry roars of the men rang out in the distance.

Rub and rub......

More than a dozen powerful crossbows spattered dazzling sparks on the shining scales of the green dragon at the head, but they did not cause any visible damage to it.

These 3 green dragons are obviously young dragons who have just reached adulthood, and their hunting experience is obviously not as good as the old green dragons of the previous days. In the face of the bold counterattack of the reptiles under him, the three young green dragons angrily spewed out a large cloud of poisonous mist.

Soon, the world became clear!

The three green dragons pounced into the palace and immediately launched a fierce robbery in the form of a collapsed house.

The thin young man silently watched this ugly scene that happened 4 miles away, knowing that he should feel comfortable and happy for the price he should pay for these powerful people. But somehow, seeing this scene, his heart was inexplicably full of pain and anger, as well as a trace of unconcealable sorrow!

He turned his head, and there was not a trace of pity or pity on Grim's calm face. Finally, he couldn't help but speak.

"Will you enslave us like dragons in the future?"