Diarlando stood on Riceth's forehead, looking down at Lammonto Peak in the sky. The shape of this mountain looked very familiar, like a miniature version of the top of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the highest mountain on the continent that he had created in the Dragon Realm.

When designing the continent, Fei Karen referred to a lot of Bran's original terrain. As a long-lived race, they leave their homes around the age of a thousand and travel to gain knowledge. By understanding all aspects of shijie, you can experience the greatness and immensity of nature, so that you can communicate with nature more integrated.

So the shijie he built was full of beautiful scenes he had seen, and he subconsciously wanted to restore the beauty of the past, so the dome shijie was like a more idealized projection of the Bran continent.

Bran is now full of the pain of the twisting of the earth, and although a thousand years have passed, the torn earth and mountains have been covered with soil and replanted, but cliffs, torn canyons, and twisted mountains can be seen everywhere.

All the slightly flat and cultivable areas were inhabited by large populations, and as the Salvation Army of Turanda advanced, more and more cities of Bran fell into the arms of Turanda. They aspire to be free from the rule of the Dragon King, to live without surveillance, to pursue their favorite professions, and to reproduce as they wish.

All this seems to be an ordinary requirement for people in other countries, but it cannot be fulfilled in Bran. In Bran, where supplies are relatively scarce and natural resources are depleted, the population is strictly regulated. Jobs are also assigned by the City Administration. Most commonly, someone dies. Then a new child can be born to take his place, and after the newborn has passed puberty, he will take over the original job.

Society as a whole wants a machine that works precisely, and everyone is just a part of it. When a part is broken and a replacement part is put into use, then you can produce a new replacement part.

In fact, this is not the most terrible thing, in order to ensure that the labor force is maintained at the level of young adults, there are no old people in the whole of Bran. As soon as a man turns fifty and a woman passes forty-five, they will be sent to be recreated.

The so-called re-creation is the energy needed to transform living people into cultivation tanks through the soul furnace, which is used to create more rapid adults.

Fayer when explaining the concept to Deirlando. It took a lot of work. Because Dearrando was determined that something like that couldn't be considered human. Rather, it should be counted as a monster. But when he saw with his own eyes those quick adults who were no different from normal people, he had to change his opinion.

When there is a major accident or accident in a place that causes a sudden decline in the population, then those culture tanks are activated. Adult human individuals are produced from within. These people go from embryo to out of the culture tank. It only takes three months. They are equivalent to individuals between the ages of fourteen and sixteen. And be able to work in the desired occupation immediately.

In addition to the weirdness of the birth method, they are difficult to distinguish from normal people in appearance. The only difference is that their navel is about the width of a palm above a normal person, which seems to be caused by the spatial design of the culture tank that can only leave the umbilical cord empty in the middle.

This management method that distorts biological nature has been met with resistance from the outset. There were many repressions, but gradually, as the rest of the outside became struggling to survive, defections appeared in every city.

Those who defected took refuge in inhospitable mountains, barren plateaus, or on the edge of dangerous collapse boundaries, forming new human communities. They call themselves the Ndu people, descendants of the human hero Agary Ndu of the Bran Teleportation.

Legend has it that the ancient hero, in order to rebel against the injustice of the gods to mankind, blamed them for giving other races longevity, flight, and strong bodies, while being so stingy with humans. He forged a huge axe from the fire of the center of the earth, and it took him ten years to cut the roots of the tree of the gods that the gods lived in, and let the tree wither and fall.

Those who were born in the clouds, who were unaware of human suffering, fell into the dust with the fall of the great tree, and became fragile creatures like humans.

Faced with the mighty and seemingly invincible Stardust Dragon, the exiles of humanity inspired themselves with this legend, imagining that one day they could cut down the sacred tree at the dragon's feet and bring the tyrant who ravaged their land under their feet.

In fact, when Turanda's army officially entered Bran through the western buffer zone, it immediately received great support from these guerrilla tribes.

Many of them have penetrated into the existing city of Bran, and with the cooperation of the inside and outside, they have helped Turanda's army easily take more than 30 cities of Bran.

In such a one-sided battle, the army's greatest enemies were the royal swordmen, who made up only a small number of people, and the mages and warlocks and half-dragons under their control.

Dearlando's main duty is to wipe out all such rebellions in front of his own army. In front of Reeth, these people are like monsters. Dearlando doesn't know how many lives have been consumed by Reses's flames, but the war has reached the stage of zuihou, and time is a precious treasure.

The day is fast approaching when the Demon Dragon King entity will break through the ground, and now it must attack the Heavy Flame Palace before it recovers, and find Zoe Darga's body buried in the huge body beneath it. Only by possessing his physical body can the final ritual of returning to the Star Realm be initiated.

After more than three months of advancement, they finally came to Lanmonto Peak, and the Demon Dragon King's royal city, Katado City, was at their feet. More than 300 miles behind him was the rapidly advancing army of Turanda and the volunteer army composed of the Brans themselves.

Built at the foot of the main peak of the dark and hideous Lanmondo Peak, the city is a huge city built on a valley. The buildings there are as sharp, stiff and full of sharp angles as the surrounding peaks. The color is also oppressive black, gray.

The only bright colors that jumped out were the crimson flags. The black silhouette of the two-headed dragon swayed in the wind on the flag, making a hunting sound as if it were alive.

It's different than usual. Originally, when they saw the figure of the Starlight Dragon appear, the devourers, half-dragons, and other diehard guards of the Demon Dragon King who would rush from all directions did not appear. When Reses shrunk down and landed on a man-made platform north of the castle, he couldn't even see a single living hole in the city.

Fayir...... What's going on here?weishenme is nowhere to be left?" Dearlando turned to ask the mage standing nearby, who looked at his hometown after three years of absence, and was silent for a few seconds before answering Deirlando's question.

"According to the worst-case scenario, they are all recovered by the Demon Dragon King. You know, we've killed and wounded most of its attacking forces along the way, and it takes a lot of energy to create an army that doesn't insist and obeys orders. It's possible...... The whole city was used up. ”

There was no grief or anger in Fayer's voice. But a brief pause in his words betrayed the trepidation in his heart. Although the experience of growing up in Kamito City is not pleasant or full of memories. But after all, his hometown is here, and all the old people he knows are here. And for now...... Everything is gone.

"You mean, the Demon Dragon King is no longer available, can we drive straight into the Chongyan Palace now?" Diarlando looked at the monster-like red and black palace entrenched on the top of the high mountain peak, and eagerly asked the mage.

"No...... I think it must have prepared a big gift for Ricles. As soon as we set foot on the land there. You can receive it. ”

"A gift...... I've already received a lot of gifts from them. What about one or two more? Then let's just kill it!"

Diarlando smiled confidently and gently stroked the corner of Reseth's forehead: "Rises, what do you think?"

"Whew......" The dragon beneath him let out a low laugh. Its calm voice is as awe-inspiring as the laws that have existed since ancient times. "Then you have to be fast, my brother has woken up, and he is on his way here. ”

"What? Namantto broke the pillar, isn't there four days left?" said Deirlando, startled.

"The last crackdown was rushed, and it's a miracle that it lasted so long. Ryses explained to his symbiote with a smile.

"Then what are you waiting for! Let's hurry up, don't look at the scenery......" Deirrando immediately tugged at the dragon's horns, motioning for Reses to do it immediately.

Fayl said with a pale face, "Can you put me down? If I had heard, I would have shot you directly. Because it will automatically turn against those who come closer, and instill in the minds of those who attack them as the supreme goal of destroying all invaders. ”

Dearlando glanced at the mage with disdain and reached out to summon his dragon flute.

"What are you afraid of? It can play the flute, so I won't? I'll fight against it, and let Ryses get the dragon flute directly, you can just bear with it!"

As he spoke, Ryses had flapped his white wings and flew off the platform, rushing to the top of the mountain at high speed.

Deirlandor immediately concentrated on playing his dragon flute, although the song was a lullaby that Elena coaxed herself to sleep when she was a child, but it was much more orderly than her usual flurry.

Against the violent surging cyclone at the top of the mountain, Ryses soon rushed into the protective barrier formed by the air. A large sky platform paved with black and red marble appeared in front of you.

Striking red stripes form a chaotic pattern on the platform, with a circle entirely paved with red stone in the center, like the heart of an arrow target. This platform, which allows the adult Rises to land calmly, is clearly tailor-made for Namanto.

At this moment, above the round red heart stood an old human, with sparse white hair that could almost mop the floor, fluttering in the wind. Although his appearance has changed a lot, Dearlando still recognizes him at a glance.

That old man is the human contractor of the Demon Dragon King, the one who started all disasters - Zoe Garda. (To be continued......)

PS: Today's three watches, I really wish there was so much time to code words every day.