The roar of the red dragon pierced through the formation, and the entire Rushing Fort shook violently, not an exaggeration, but a real earthquake.

It was like a signal, and all the sleeping dragons woke up in an instant, and flew from the various dragon nests.

The Red Dragon Legion felt a familiar aura, and the heavy war horns suddenly sounded from all over the place one after another.

One by one, the monsters screamed with joy, and the thought of seeing the great majesty awaken made their eyes swell with endless fanaticism.

On this day, the humans of Riverrun City saw what can be called the most unforgettable scene of their lives.

Five-colored dragons flew in an endless stream from all over the place, and huge dragon wings covered the sky.

The Red Dragon Clan lined up one neat phalanx after another, waiting outside the city.

Irelia perched on a large stone platform, staring intently at the entrance to the dragon's lair.

The entrance had been forcibly sealed by Ize a year after she had fallen into a slumber, only because the ground was filled with a large amount of tumbling magma, and the temperature was too high for Irelia to bear for a while.

One can imagine how terrifying Ize's strength improvement after his sleep was.

She wondered what kind of posture this guy would use.

She hadn't forgotten the last time Izawa woke up and crawled out of the ground of the Dragon Temple with magma, killing several fleeing ice monsters with a single claw.

It wasn't long before she knew, and the creatures of Riverrun had seen it.

The earth outside the city cracked into an incomparably large ravine, and the scorching hot magma erupted like a fountain under great pressure, and the ground burst into flames, and the air soon filled the air with a strong smell of sulfur.

The Red Dragon Clan was extremely excited, and their eyes were fixed on the cracked ravine, and then the slogans of "King of Dragons" and "King of the Northland" resounded in the sky.

The surface of the ground shook more and more violently, and an incomparably huge bright red figure rose from the ravine with monstrous flames!

This guy's dragon wings almost covered half of the sky, and half of the red dragon clan was shrouded in his shadow.

The aura of the Dragon King was violent and heavy, and it swept through a radius of tens and hundreds of miles in an instant.

Izé Shem instigated his huge wings to fly around the low altitude of Riverrun City several times, if he hadn't consciously controlled his strength, he was afraid that large swaths of buildings would collapse under the strong wind generated by the dragon wings, and I don't know how many people would be swept into the sky by the hurricane.

All the creatures looked up and saw the huge red dragon, with dragon wings comparable to the clouds in the sky, each of which was red and shiny, the size of an adult's palm, and its strong limbs were like giant pillars, and its full and knotted muscles covered every inch of the dragon's body.

The real dragon that flew before was almost incomparable to him, whether it was in terms of momentum or size, he was a well-deserved king, with an absolute crushing advantage.

"The change in this stinky guy is inevitably a little too big, right?"

Irelia stared at Ize's huge size and swallowed involuntarily in disbelief.

Since the appearance of the bloodline of the ancestor, the little female dragon's body has also developed very quickly, but compared to Yi Ze, it is more than a cut behind, and now the body length is only twenty meters, which is about the same size as Sister Long.

"Up...... Elder Dragon? ”

Aurelian also let out a feeble moan: "He's only in his thirties! ”

"I heard that the leader of the metal dragon, the ancient golden dragon 'Flying Fire Meteor' is only thirty-eight meters, and one of this guy's dragon wings is bigger than him, right?"

"In the inheritance memory of the true dragon, even in the distant Thunder Age, there was no such record in that dragon and titan ruled the world."

The rest of the evil dragons were prostrate on the ground in a panic, under the pressure of the dragon king's momentum, they couldn't rise to any resistance at all, just facing him, it took great courage.

In order to show his power in front of the public, Ize entrenched himself on top of the cutting-edge tower of Rushing Castle, and the nearly 5,000-ton volume nearly caused the building to collapse.

He bent his head and looked down at his territory with a monstrous dragon face.

The gaze continued to sweep over the body of the Red Dragon Clan, and under the inspection of the Dragon King, each monster involuntarily puffed up its chest, and looked at the Dragon King with fanatical worship.

Then he looked at the city under the management of the Red Dragon Clan, which had changed greatly from before he fell asleep.

The streets widened, the number of high-rise buildings grew, and the humans and alien monsters seemed to get along well, and there was no such chaos as I had thought.

It seems that after he fell asleep, Warwick managed it pretty well.

"I have awakened, my people, and it is business as usual."

A faint dragon roar spread throughout Rushing City, and the Red Dragon Legion, under the leadership of the leaders of the major clans, retreated in an orderly manner.

Humans looked at the dragon king who was entrenched in the spire of Rushing Castle with complicated eyes, and everyone knew that the heavens of the northern land were about to change.

The Dragon King is evolving in his slumber, and the Red Dragon Legion, a huge weapon of war, is also racing against time to develop itself.

Although there were some minor troubles caused by human adventurers on the way, sparse blows like that could not hinder the overall development of the Red Dragon Legion.

With the strong backing of human beings in agriculture and industry, the Red Dragon Legion has no shortage of food and drink, and in eight years, there have been great changes not only in the basic quantity, but also in the supply of equipment.

With gnolls, orcs, ogres, minotaurs, and trolls as the main combat troops, the number has reached almost 150,000.

Wyverns, Chimera, griffins, and manticores also numbered more than 20,000.

In addition, with the addition of auxiliary troops, scout troops, and ranged troops, the size of various clans adds up, and the number is close to 300,000.

This is already a huge number that can sweep through the countries of the Northlands, and the reason why the Red Dragon Legion has not chosen to expand externally over the years is just that the Dragon King has fallen into a deep sleep.

Now that the beast has awakened, it may not be long before the flames of war will burn across the Northland at a rapid rate.

Izawa's desire to wage war has never waned, or rather, he has now become one of the few primeval dragons in the world, and the desire to become the ruler of this continent has never been stronger.

He has the strength and the army, so who can stop him?

Ridiculous human coalition? Or is it the metal dragon clan led by the ancient golden dragon?

No, it's neither.

It's not that he's conceited, it's true, and at this level, he's already able to sense something.

I am afraid that the creatures on this continent can pose danger to him no more than the number of hands.

Clearly, the time has come for the Dragon King to rule the Northlands.

His gaze gradually withdrew from the vast northern land, and there was a raging war burning in his body, and all the signals were telling him that war was coming.

Before that, though, build a country.