Claudius's body locked the radiation emitted by the reactor organs inside him, and neither alpha nor beta nor gamma rays could penetrate his epidermis and radiate into the atmosphere - because these were precious energies that could be used to constantly push up the bar and one day ignite the flame of fusion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoClaudius was not ignorant of his sleep, he was also able to dream, and in his dreams he was able to perceive changes in his body. This guy has long known about nuclear reactors, and for these things in his body, "existence is reasonable!" What do you want to do so much? Don't think too much about the rare crossing dragon life! The dragon dies to the sky, and it will not die for thousands of years! It's hard to get confused! These jumbled thoughts were what Claudius used to comfort himself, and he did not think about them, so why should he know what they were and why? You see, those with an intelligence of 9 are not also living well, but they are happier than most of them with an intelligence of 18......

The Red Dragon slumbers in the magma lake, and under his influence, the volcano renamed Olympus continues to grow taller, and the city beneath it rises - the original dock area has to be expanded, the old dock is abandoned due to the terrain, and new docks are being built all the time. The abandoned dock was shattered, the volcanic rock was crushed into raw material for cement, and various buildings were built on the remains of the old dock. And Hell Island and the continent of Faeron are now only a short distance, the sea between them can only be called a strait, the narrowest point is only five kilometers, from the island to the mainland, it is a huge desert - the Kalin Desert is just opposite.

The blue dragons are already in chaos, Heinz. Ludwig. Ostomac - The ancient blue dragon who rules the entire Kalin Desert is also a little numb to his current state, and he has never seen such a situation in his long dragon life. As a blue dragon, there was nothing in the main material realm that could suppress his power except for another ancient dragon and those archmages, archarcanists, or the gods of some powerful gods. Dragons may not be numbered, but with their strength and skill, Ostomak has stood tall in the Kalin Desert for hundreds of years - until the arrival of the army a few years ago......

He lost a young subordinate, Klinsmann, a young blue dragon who was killed in just one turn, and the bands of thieves who were attached to the blue dragon and skillfully controlled by the blue dragon became a large number of dried corpses in the desert, and they have not been able to recover until now. And the terrifying power displayed by that army, the great power of the female commander when she killed Klinsmann, this made the ancient blue dragon Ostomac amazed, he deduced that if he led those blue dragons under his control to attack this army, the conclusion was not optimistic, even if he won this battle, then the Karlin Desert would be out of his control. What's more, behind this army, that terrifying red dragon......

Claudius, the Crimson Calamity, a powerful red dragon with a fiery jaw of steel, a terrifying true dragon beyond common sense, this red dragon's reputation has spread far and wide among the evil dragons and good dragons in these years. The true dragons are not all slackers who sleep in their nests, especially true dragons like the Blue Dragon, who are good at using spies and other things like the Blue Dragon, and although the magic prophecy has no effect on Claudius, the news from the spies and amateur spies who trade with Hell Island and the magical prophecies of the battle against the Red Dragon's opponents tell any dragon who tries - this is an irresistible red dragon. Claudius's dragon power Ostomac had personally experienced it, and although he did not face the red dragon directly, the moment Minerva made his move, there was no doubt that it belonged to the red dragon......

Ostomac didn't even have the slightest thought of fighting Claudius or counting - not even if he were to become an ancient dragon tomorrow. Ostomac wasn't an idiot, and he didn't want to fight in a fight to the death. Claudius' power had already frightened him...... In fact, as far as this blue dragon knows, it seems that some young red dragons are trying to defect to Claudius without restraint, "I think he will become the god of the red dragon one day...... Oh, poor dragon queen. ”

But such exclamations do little to help Ostomac solve the problem at hand: how do he maintain control of the desert, or run away with his savings for many years? Or what is the way to negotiate with Claudius to fight for his own interests? Gu Lanlong still has time, at least a few more years for him to think slowly......

In the docks of the city of Rome, another merchant ship began to dock. The tax collector and his assistant were already waiting at the docks, and as soon as the ship docked, they found the merchant on board and began to count the taxes. Don't think about tax evasion here, you can try to avoid taxes, but don't think about tax evasion - even in the name of God, let alone who else will be the god who wants to evade taxes? Woking's Temple of Fortune was happy to do business with Hell Island, but they were never able to convince the Roman consuls to allow them to build a small temple, let alone promote the faith. The Knights of the Temple of Woking are very watery in combat, not to mention that the entire Hell Island, especially the city of Rome, is where the divine power is suppressed, even if the gods want to violently preach, it is impossible - those who do this kind of thing can talk to Amberi many years ago..... Her unrelenting efforts to build the temple only resulted in the skulls of various sea monsters hanging from the shelves outside the city of Rome, and she herself suffered from the war.

The merchant on board the ship quickly negotiated with the tax collector, who inspected his goods, collected the taxes due, and left satisfied—the tax collectors here were mostly men and other races who had joined the auxiliary legions, and the taxes collected were thrown into boxes placed in the open air in the fence next to the wharf tax office. There were passengers on the ship, too, and now a charming female elf was leaning on the railing and looking at the city in front of her. "Magnificent and beautiful.....," she said softly, and behind her were two young-looking male elves, one of whom approached and said, "It's time for us to disembark, ma'am." ”

"Is Claudius there?" The female elf looked up at the magnificent temples on the upper part of the huge volcano, and she didn't expect to answer, "I want to give him a chance......" the female elf laughed.

"I don't think you have a chance to ......," Minerva said calmly, while on the balcony of the high temple, watching the ant-like ships coming in and out of the dock below.