Ashen Dragon

Adrian raised his longsword high, the blade resonating with the rising red sun in the sky, releasing bursts of dazzling light. He shouted loudly, "Everyone—do you see? The Lord of Eternal Radiance, the great Sun God, has not abandoned us!"

"We Seleucid people, no, we Fadlan people will never succumb to the cruel evil dragons, for the Sun!"

"For the Sun!"

The soldiers following Adrian were the first to raise their weapons, shouting with raised arms.

Subsequently, this cheer spread crazily like a tide, infecting Duke Franz's trusted guards, the garrison of Green Valley Town, and even the townsfolk who still worship the Sun God, all started to cheer, making noisy sounds as their armor clanked and rubbed.

Finally, even the players who came from afar were infected by this emotion, cheering along with the natives, albeit mixed with some messy slogans like "For the Dragon Mother."

But after the cheers, the tens of thousands of players transported here fell into chaos.

"This Green Dragon is mine! His heart is mine!"

"Whoever grabs it gets it!"

"Be careful, someone used the Invisibility Technique to steal equipment while we're not paying attention. I can smell him!"

"Finders keepers, how can you call this stealing?"

"Brothers, attack! Cripple him! Let's see if he dares to steal next time!"

They looted and fought over the broken bodies on the battlefield like vultures, not sparing either friends or foes, even battling each other for it, the aftermath of which almost affected the townsfolk.

Around the few dragon corpses and precious equipment, the players from the Noble Guilds also started fighting. They attacked each other in organized formations, bullets poured, shells exploded, creating quite a commotion.

This is the Kingdom of Seleucis; without the constraints of imperial law, players can freely engage in fierce PK battles.

Moreover, even after the war ends, the number of players transported here through arrays continues to grow. After all, the Kingdom of Seleucis is a rare "new map," and there aren't a few players curious and eager to explore.

Adrian looked at the increasingly chaotic battlefield and felt utterly absurd—they were just comrades fighting side by side, now they are trying to kill each other, aggressively for just a little loot.

"This...is too strange." He couldn't help but shake his head.

At this moment, two players were blasting at each other, one clad in a long mage robe, the other wearing heavy kinetic armor.

"Your Magic Coin team took the Ancient Dragon and now you're here fighting us; truly insatiable!"

"That was originally ours that we took down!"

The mage player swung his magic wand, a huge fireball blasted out mid-air, and the Mechanical God Cult player stretched a rocket launcher behind him, four rockets fired out, dragging thick smoke as they shot towards the mage.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, flames scattered, shattered stones exploded tens of meters away, hitting distant townsfolk, causing them to scream in panic.

"Ridiculous, it's simply child's play!"

Duke Franz shouted angrily, raising a sword as large as a door to block the flying stones, then swung the sword in the air, a strong windstorm rushed into the sky, directly tearing apart the distant explosion.

He turned his head to Adrian: "This can't go on. If we let these northerners continue to mess around, the situation in Green Valley Town will only get worse, not only subjected to sneak attacks from the Dragon Worship Cult but also affecting innocent people!"

"Who is their leader? Which one of them can restrain these guys?"

Adrian hesitated for a moment and replied somewhat awkwardly, "Perhaps...that Ashen Emperor?"

Fortunately, at this moment, a highly intimidating roar came from the distant sky, overwhelming all the sounds on the scene for a moment, interrupting their conversation, and saving Adrian from embarrassment.

Whether players or natives, they unanimously looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a tall, slender girl with fiery scarlet long hair emerging from the portal above the stone monument.

Behind her was the phantom of a Red Dragon as vast as a mountain, raising its head high and opening its bloody maw—the Dragon's Roar came precisely from here.

The identity of the girl naturally needed no explanation—Misha, Duke of the Empire, master of the Tower of Everflame, and the Empire's first Dragon Pact Warlock.

"Such intense pressure...the oppression she brings to me is no less than that of the Ancient Green Dragon, perhaps even more terrifying." Duke Franz looked solemnly at the girl in the sky, subconsciously gripping his great sword tightly.

Upon seeing this young warlock, Duke Franz's heart unexpectedly felt pressure equivalent to facing an Ancient Dragon, or even an Ancient Dragon.

Meanwhile, Adrian finally breathed a sigh of relief, relieved, and introduced to Duke Franz: "She is Duke Misha, likely close to that Emperor. A few days ago, it was she who helped, and she even granted me the privilege to meet the Emperor.

This Duchess may look young, but her status within the Empire is definitely not to be underestimated, likely capable of controlling these crazy fellows."

Duke Franz squinted his eyes slightly, speaking in a deep voice, "I know, she possesses such bloodline, like a Red Dragon in human skin; in a realm ruled by giant dragons—how could her status be low?"

Under countless eyes of fear or doubt, Misha looked down at the crowd below her, taking out a token engraved with intricate patterns from her sleeve, her voice cold: "The decree of Ashes is here, as if His Majesty Cassius himself were present—"