A high-pitched roar suddenly came from inside the temple, and the mighty dragon power spread throughout Kazarin in just a few breaths.

The clan monsters that inhabited the temple all looked up at the same time, and they looked in the direction of the holy land, this domineering aura was several times stronger than before.

The leaders of several major clans rushed to the temple to meet the only true king of Kazarin.

Speaking of which, ever since Tyrion knew that His Majesty was asleep, he had the Mountain Giants topple the original stone seat and create a new Great Stone Throne tailored for him in the form of a dragon.

Considering that true dragons tend to grow in size after slumber, the Great Stone Throne was built after the size of an ancient red dragon.

The throne is covered with layers of soft beast fur, and the chair that matches the real dragon is inlaid with sparkling gemstones, providing comfort and satisfying the red dragon's over-the-top greed for treasure.

At the very least, Irelia likes to lie on it very much, and always takes out all kinds of beautiful gems from her treasure trove and decorates them on the throne, which looks even more magnificent.

For the past year, she had condescendingly watched the clan leaders report to her on the situation of the territory every day, and although she didn't listen to a word, she was undeniably intoxicated by the feeling of being in control.

But now, the true king of this forest has awakened, and the short experience of being a king has come to an end, but Irelia has no reluctance, anyway, this is her brother's territory, and her status has always been below a dragon and above all beasts.

Ize finally lay down on the throne he had been thinking about, and the smell of fresh rain lingered on Irelia's body, and it seemed that she usually slept here.

Izawa tried a few postures, the dragon wings can be deployed casually, and the dragon tail can be retracted freely, and the experience is undoubtedly much better than before.

Irelia looked at it with a blank eye, and Ize felt a little funny, and seeing that there were still many empty seats next to her, she moved her body and asked her to come up and lie next to her.

It didn't take long for the monster leaders of the Red Dragon Clan to arrive at the temple one after another.

They all swallowed their saliva as they looked at the behemoth on the throne that was completely different from their impressions, if it weren't for the familiar silver dragon found beside him, this group of monsters would probably think that this was a powerful enemy that appeared out of nowhere.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty? ”

Warwick asked tentatively, although the Jackal's keen sense of smell allowed him to smell the familiar smell, but Ize's current appearance was as if an ordinary-looking person had just returned from some shameless country with an Internet celebrity face.

Of course, the reality must be much more complicated and fierce than that, especially the large, sharp ramming horn and the spur-covered back, which made him wonder if he was serving the same real dragon, otherwise, how could there be such a huge change after sleeping.

He was hesitant and cautious, if the evil dragon in front of him was not His Majesty but an enemy, he would immediately call on the Red Dragon Clan to attack.

"Warwick."

The red dragon on the high platform slowly spoke, his pupils like red agate staring at the dependents below, and then, he let out a deep voice.

Hearing the familiar tone, the monsters all breathed a sigh of relief, because the red dragon's current size is too huge, even if the breath is as restrained as possible, but the real sense of oppression is not fake at all, and the visual impact that is like an overwhelming sea of mountains almost makes all the monsters breathless.

"Praise you, my great majesty, please forgive the lowly dog eyes of the jackal people for not recognizing your unparalleled heroism at the first time, your majesty makes the humble me feel ashamed, you are the center of heaven and earth, the sun of the sea of stars, even the gods cannot compare with your majesty."

Licking the dog suddenly became very excited, he pouted his ass like a domestic dog and wagged his tail violently to please his master, eager to lick the red dragon's toes on the spot.

The other clan leaders saw him look like a completely shameless licking dog, and their faces twitched fiercely.

As chaotic and evil monsters, of course they also worship power, but what should be said now has been said by this shameless guy, unless they behave more excessively and shamelessly than him, otherwise, it is useless.

Kane Bloodhoof and the others asked themselves if they couldn't do it.

Ize was blown away by Warwick's blow, and he listened to all the flattery with a look of intoxication before he opened his eyes and looked at him.

The size of the gnoll leader seems to have grown a lot, taller and stronger than before, and his height is almost four meters, but in Ize's eyes, he is not much different from an ant, and he can be trampled to death.

"It seems that your life is quite nourishing, tell me how the development of the territory has become during the time I have been asleep."

Warwick bared his teeth and looked flattering.

"Fortunately, my king, the development of the territory has not deviated from the expected trajectory arranged by you, and everything is on the right track. Each tribe has built its own habitat around the camp, and the dungeon is beginning to take shape. ”

He thought about it for a moment, reorganized the language, and continued: "The gnolls have experience in taming giant wolves, and after two months of continuous attempts, some clever ones have learned to herd and breed, and those herbivores are reproducing and growing faster than they can imagine, Your Majesty, our food pressure has been greatly relieved today. ”

Ize nodded and glanced at him appreciatively: "Good job, Warwick, you really didn't disappoint me, continue to increase breeding efforts, whether the food is sufficient or not is related to the foundation of the Red Dragon Clan's strength." ”

"Yes, my king."

With that, Ize looked at Tyrion, a diminutive goblin leader with the wisdom of a human. He crawled on the ground in fear, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the real dragon.

"Your Majesty, according to your previous orders, fortresses and watchtowers have been built around the temple with huge logs and stones, and there are countless traps in the dense forest, and now the number of siege crossbows has increased to one hundred and twenty, evenly distributed around the camp, but because there are no powerful spellcasters in the Red Dragon Clan, all the crossbow arrows have not been enchanted."

Tyrion paused, he suddenly raised his head, and his tone was determined: "Even so, the camp has become a veritable forbidden place, and it is impossible for any foreign creature to break into this place without your permission." ”

Izawa frowned and thought for a moment, monsters rarely give birth to powerful spellcasters, and it is naturally impossible for him, as the owner of Kazarin, to become a power bank, it seems that it is time to search for a group of spellcasters to serve him.

"Hmm. I see, I'll fix the caster's problem as soon as possible. ”

He looked at Kane Bloodhoof, now the True Dragon Guard.

"For more than a year, has there been any news of the enemy?"

The Minotaur chieftain held the pillar as always, his eyes glinting with fierce blood.

He grinned: "Your Majesty, you can rest assured that the great name of the Flame Plague is now being praised throughout Southern Xinjiang, and no enemy dares to covet this rich land, and Kazarin is firmly in your hands." ”

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ps: Whispering Bibi, the title of the protagonist has not been decided yet, is there a better one?

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