Ashen Dragon
Chapter 745 - Chapter 745 Chapter 115 Dragon of Dawn_2

Chapter 745: Chapter 115 Dragon of Dawn_2 Chapter 745: Chapter 115 Dragon of Dawn_2 “Yes, it’s him.”

Crassus nodded, giving a definite answer.

Tatiana is a female Ancient Dragon who was captured by a surprise attack during a minor conflict between the Metal Dragons and the five-colored dragons and has been imprisoned in Hell by the Dragon Queen for over two hundred years; it was Walter who rescued her.

Now, as Tatiana is in deep slumber recovering from her injuries, she hasn’t taken part in this council meeting, and the newcomer Titus is temporarily filling in for her.

Hearing Crassus’s reply, Samuel said, “We Golden Dragons are not an ungrateful Race; I suggest we agree to his request for aid.”

“Indeed, when our benefactors are in peril, we should extend our helping hand without hesitation.”

“He did rescue an Ancient Golden Dragon! If Lady Tatiana were here, she would also give her full support without a doubt.”

The Golden Dragons chimed in one after another, but Cassius’s expression was rather interesting. He had not expected the leader of the Fadlan’s revival rebellion from his past life to be appointed the so-called ‘Duke of North Aisier,’ most likely Wilhelm’s doing.

And since the North Aisier Plain borders the Casper Hills, it is the primary target for the Empire’s southern incursion–It seems they must finally discuss the Ashen Empire.

“You all think too simply…”

The expression on Crassus’s face was rather meaningful, his pale gold vertical pupils showing helplessness. He slowly raised the scepter in his hand.

“Walter’s opponent is not some ordinary being, but an extremely terrifying Red Dragon that far exceeds everyone’s imaginations.”

“Red Dragon?”

“To punish such brutal and ruthless evil dragons is our innate duty as Golden Dragons!”

“These brutes with heads full of magma and muscles!”

The young Gold Dragons were still indignant, while the older, more worldly and informed Golden Dragons were looking somber, having a vague guess in their hearts.

“His enemy is the ruler of the Anzeta Great Wilderness, the strongest Red Dragon to emerge in hundreds of years, the Ashen Empire’s Emperor–Cassius Klaubow Norixius.”

Crassus lifted the scepter that symbolizes the utmost authority of the Golden Dragon Clan above his head; twinkling starlight emerged in the Hall of Justice, gradually forming a lifelike image.

–That was an immensely huge Red Dragon, seen howling up to the sky emitting vast flames, as hills beneath its feet appeared as mere low mounds, and those demons shrouded by its wings looked like ants.

By normal standards, the Golden Dragons watching realized an incredible fact–the Red Dragon actually had a body length of over a hundred meters, which was simply unimaginable!

“Such an enormous Red Dragon…”

“By Bahamut above, a hundred-meter True Dragon, how could such a Monster exist?”

“I have heard of him, this Crimson Emperor nearly killed the Great Elder of the Merlwood Family, Osedro of the Wings of Silver!”

“Lord of the Northwind, I once went to the Fire Elemental Plane to assist the Prince of the Holy Flame; this Red Dragon is also well-known there, called by the natives the Soul Devouring Dragon, having devoured Pasha of the Empire of the Fire Giant Spirits!”

The Golden Dragons in the Hall of Justice discussed with each other, their tone filled with amazement, shock, and even fear, as such giant dragons for them were also beings of legend.

The era when giant dragons ruled the land had passed tens of thousands of years ago, and the glory of the Ancestral Dragons had also long faded. Nowadays, the True Dragons, having gone through dozens of rounds of bloodline dilution, found it hard to imagine the power of their ancestors.

There were also some young and inexperienced Gold Dragons who questioned this: “Isn’t our mission as Golden Dragons to punish evil? Even if this Red Dragon is as powerful as a divine being, we should not fear.

Lord Crassus, I’m willing to take on this mission to repay Walter’s kindness!”

–The speaker was the Young Gold Dragon Anhel, whose name had been falsely used by Cassius before.

Crassus looked at the young and spirited Anhel as one would regard a junior, then slowly shook his head.

“Anhel, this mission is too dangerous, your strength is not enough to survive in such a Battle, going there would simply mean a senseless death. Only those with the strength of an Ancient Dragon are permitted to go.”

Moreover… this is a war that is almost impossible to win.”

Cassius put down the scepter and said leisurely, “This Cassius is not just powerful, he also possesses a bloodline that rivals that of the Third Generation Ancestor Dragon, which means… he has the potential to become the Dragon King.”

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over those Ancient Golden Dragons and Ancient Golden Dragons because only they could understand the significance of this.

Indeed, whether it was Samuel, Elliot or Beatrice, all had shocked expressions and a grave demeanor.

The Dragon King, the being capable of founding subspecies of dragonkin, just as Bahamut gave rise to Metal Dragons, Tiamat bred the five-colored dragons, and Sadiwo created the Gem Dragon.

After the war of Dragonfall that led to the decline of the giant dragons ended, and the successive fall of the Ancestral Dragons, the appearance of Cassius now concerns not just the battle of good and evil but the grand scheme of the entire dragonkin’s revival.

Cassius carefully listened to Lord Crassus’s words about these secrets that he had never heard of even in his past life, his face growing just as serious.

“I truly did not come in vain this time; even if it means losing this incarnation, it’s worth it. I never expected… my status to be even more important than I imagined.”

Crassus watched the Bahamut Holy Emblem embedded at the top of the scepter and continued, “Moreover… contrary to what some might imagine, according to the intelligence I’ve received, despite being a Red Dragon, the stance of the Ashen Empire’s Emperor is not inclined towards the Five-Colored Dragon Queen.

He has signed an ally pact with the Melwood Clan, allowed the Silver Dragon to enter the core governing body of the Empire, and even prayed to Lord Bahamut – although it was to seek assistance.”

But the five-colored dragons are also trying their best to entice Cassius, they have sent the Blue Dragon Envoy multiple times, hoping to acquire his progeny.”

At this point, Crassus raised his head, his pale golden eyes shining like molten gold pools, twinkling with light. “Ladies and gentlemen, the Mother of Evil Dragons is reviving, she wants to return to the land, to bring disaster to the world.

And the respected Lord of the Northwind, Lord Bahamut, will not permit this, the longstanding war between Metal Dragons and five-colored dragons is likely to erupt once again.

And which side the scales of victory might tip towards may very well depend on that neutral and unstable factor – the Ashen Empire’s Emperor Cassius.”

After hearing the words of the Ancient Golden Dragon, the younger Gold Dragons fell into silence, not speaking any longer, for this was a matter concerning the future of their Race, and they weren’t qualified to judge rashly.

After hesitating for a moment, Samuel asked, “Then what should we do? Are we to ignore Walter just like that?”

Crassus sighed and said, “He cannot win; send an Ancient Dragon over, do your utmost to preserve Walter’s life, that’s the most we can do.”

Just then, a deep and powerful, particularly resonant voice rang out.

“I have an objection.”

Suddenly, the gaze of all the Gold Dragons present was drawn to the source of the voice – none other than the Ancient Golden Dragon known as ‘Dawn Wings’ Titus.”

“Can possessing ancestral bloodlines really allow one to defy fairness and justice?

The Five-Colored Dragon Queen is far more powerful than the so-called Ashen Empire’s Emperor, are we – to bow to Her power as well?”

Titus’s voice was clear and powerful, full of genuine emotion, as if it were coming from the depths of his heart, which moved all the Gold Dragons present.

The gaze of the Ancient Golden Dragon was blazing, and his golden scales shone brilliantly; at this moment, he truly resembled the dawn light that could ignite the night and bring redemption to the people.

Crassus’s expression was somewhat ugly, but he still explained, “We are just pursuing a greater, more magnificent goal, that is justice as well… ”

“Justice achieved by evil and despicable means is never true justice!”

Titus, or at this moment Cassius, who was fully engaged in the role, rose with a bang, speaking righteously, “Lord Crassus, I am not clear about what you mean by Dragon King, Third Generation Ancestor Dragon, and the revival of bloodlines.

All I know is – a brutal Red Dragon wants to seize the territory of the righteous, and our Golden Dragon Clan wants to ignore this!

I also know – a true follower of Bahamut’s path would never tolerate such a thing happening before them, nor ignore it!”

Cassius’s voice grew increasingly impassioned and resonant, shaking all the Gold Dragons present, his charm that could warp reality once again took effect.

Observing the reaction of the Gold Dragons, Cassius thought to himself: Bahamut, he doesn’t know jack about Bahamut’s path, I’m the one who understands it best!