The war between the dragon king and the drow elves on the surface has finally come to an end, and under the attention of all parties, the powerful red dragon clan has replaced the drow elves as the absolute overlord of the upper dark regions.

Presumably, after this battle, the powerful strength displayed by the Earth Dragon King is enough to bring unforgettable memories to the other clans in the Dark Regions.

Whether it's breaking the legendary defensive spell puzzle, or the "god-killing" scene that follows, it's enough to pour cold water on those guys who are ready to move.

Three days later, Orequir's army took over the ruined city of Farrenlon from the Red Dragon Legion.

According to the original agreement, Fred, the ruler of Orequel, became the spokesperson of the Dragon King in the Dark Lands, helping him manage this sun-kissed underground.

Of course, the premise is that Orequel will honestly become a vassal of the Dragon King from now on, and he can't have two hearts, otherwise, the Dragon King won't mind looking for other clans.

Judging from the current situation, Fred "The Faceless" is doing a decent job in all aspects.

He had seen the power of the Dragon King with his own eyes, and as long as he didn't have a hole in his brain, he shouldn't be able to do such a thing as betrayal, which would not do him any good to Orequir.

Another reason is that Orequir is mostly deformed, and he is full of hatred for the Drow Elves and the Spider God.

Izawa's handing over of Farren's management to Fred was precisely because of this, and Rose's teachings would not be revived in the city-state, and he would be an excellent spokesperson.

The fact that Fred was able to become the father of Olequier from scratch and that he was able to fight Franlen for hundreds of years was a testament to his leadership skills.

Izawa was relieved.

The Red Dragon Clan is gone, taking with them a group of Drow elf slaves and most of their wealth, and returning to the surface through the Dark Rift.

Just in case, Izawa left a thousand Red Dragon Clans stationed at both ends of the Dark Rift to serve as liaison stations on the surface and underground.

The war lasted more than two months, and the Red Dragon Legion suffered 20,000 casualties, accounting for almost half of the number of expeditions.

However, the harvest is quite rich, not to mention the solution of the trouble of the dark region, the treasures and slaves taken from Farlanlun are enough to make up for the loss this time.

Since then, the dark region has become Izawa's backyard, and it can even be said that it has become a strategic stronghold, which can be advanced or retreated, attacked and accepted, and is of great significance.

Ezawa informs Warwick and the Green Dragons and tells them to lead the Red Dragons back to Hellcastle, while he leaves first.

After a great battle, the huge red dragon felt mentally and physically exhausted again, and he needed to sleep well in his arms Irelia.

The Dragon King ignited the elemental fire in his body, and the end of his complex wing bones erupted with a crimson flame of light, enveloping it with a huge explosion and a violent wind, and it soared into the sky.

He burst out with extreme speed and disappeared in front of the Red Dragon Clan's eyes in the blink of an eye, only to gradually hear a roar in the past few seconds.

Ezawa couldn't wait to tell Irelia about the experience, and then relax and get some good sleep.

Ten minutes later, a piercing scarlet appeared in the distant sky, and the powerful wind pressed against the forest sea below, leaving a striking ravine, and only when the dragon king flew away could the trees straighten their backs again.

The monsters living in the forest were already lying on the ground in fright, looking at the rapidly disappearing figure in the air with palpitations, and the aura of the owner of the Kazarin made them unable to raise any dissent.

Fort Hell gradually became clear in Ize's vision, and the air gradually became filled with the familiar smell of sulfur, and as the only active volcano in Kazarin, Izawa could see the smoke coming out of the crater from afar.

The dragon wings, which roared at high frequency and emitted blazing red flames, slowly dimmed, and the dragon wings' attitude adjusted slightly, and in the braking deceleration, they got rid of the advance of the air explosion wave and began to vibrate their wings and glide.

But soon, Ize sensed that something was wrong, and his pupils constricted slightly.

There are a lot of boulders around Hellfort, which seem to have fallen from the rock wall with great force from the front.

Large scarlet blood stains were left in the clearing, and the camps of several clans were damaged to varying degrees, the ground was full of potholes, and the woods were tilted and collapsed.

Obviously, after he led the Red Dragon Clan away, there was a terrible battle around Hell Fortress.

He saw some wandering Red Dragon Clans, many monsters with painful injuries on their bodies, and it was not uncommon for them to lack arms and legs.

Ize's heart was filled with anger.

Who is it?

Attacked Hellfort after he left?

Could it be the undead archduke in the middle of southern Xinjiang?

No, there were no significant shadow elements in the air, and no wandering undead were seen.

However, in addition to the realm of the undead, who else in Southern Xinjiang can surpass Kazarin's overall strength?

Even if he took half of the Red Dragon Clan to the Dark Regions, the total number of the remaining Red Dragon Legion of Hell Fortress was still as high as fifty or sixty thousand.

Relying on the Hell Fortress Trench, even if the Undead Grand Duke personally led the undead army to attack, it would be impossible to capture it in a short period of time.

Izawa really couldn't figure out why this was happening.

Looking at the lifeless Hell Castle, Izawa frowned, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The aura of the master of Kazarin quickly spread to all sides, and the wandering red dragon clan raised their heads one after another, and finally found the dragon king who had been gone for a long time.

The monsters let out a roar of excitement, resignation, frenzy, and pain, and followed the dragon king's form toward Hellcastle.

Izawa's uneasiness grew stronger because he didn't feel Irelia's breath or hear her response.

He had returned victorious, how could Irelia not come to meet him?

He felt a pang in his heart, something must have happened!

Ize ignored the roar of the Red Dragon Clan, and flew down from the crater, looking at the tragedy along the way, the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger!

Inside the Hell Fort, there are corridors and stone bridges that have collapsed, and the mural sculptures on the surrounding walls have also fallen off in large areas, full of cracks, and many dragon-slaying arrows are inserted.

Fortunately, the Red Agate Palace is still there, intact.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next scene he saw made his heart rise to his throat, and the flat ground outside the palace was shattered on a large scale, and ...... He also saw dragon blood!

There is no doubt that there was a great battle here, and the enemy broke through the defenses of Hell Fortress and fought here!

"Irelia!"

Izawa let out a loud roar, and he slammed open the door and rushed into the Red Onyx Palace, but he didn't see Irelia on the dragon's bed, and he didn't hear her response.

And just then, another familiar dragon roar came from outside the crater.

His eyes were squinting, it was the black dragon Altorenzo.

Izawa suppressed the anger in his heart, and soon knew what had happened to Hellcastle after he left......