Under the Red Dragon.

"The interests of the Empire are paramount, and the survival and development of the Aikania civilization community are beyond question..."

"Warning, warning! Merchant ships of all orders, please enter the port in an orderly manner."

"If anyone violates the Ekania World Access Treaty or disrupts the port's order, the space port will have the right to shut down the vessel on the spot in accordance with the relevant provisions of the Golden Empire's laws..."

Loud broadcasts echoed over the spaceport, mingling with the bustling voices of the crowd.

The coming and going of starships, merchants and travelers from various races and material worlds, and even the starship pirates of the Githians are all people who frequent this space port.

However, during this period, the number of people entering or leaving the world of Ekania via the space port increased dramatically, and even the space docks, which usually housed merchant ships and warships from the Star Sea, were once in a state of 'congestion'.

"Name?"

“Yaleira, Tokam…”

"age?"

"I'm probably, well, over four hundred years old,"

"I'm a little older than her, I must be almost five hundred years old!"

Floating outside the barrier of the Ekania world, on a floating island of the Golden Empire, a low-ranking official at the space port reception office glared at the words.

Although there are countless people in the world with the same name, it's easy to imagine that only a very small number of humans can live for hundreds of years and dress and act like traditional sorcerers.

Coincidentally, the relevant agencies of the Golden Empire's imperial government had already simply entered the information of all the leading members of the Lipunos Star Alliance into their think tank.

Although the Empire's main intelligence network did not contain the specific appearances of all members of the Liponos Grand Alliance, this low-ranking official immediately knew where these people came from with just a slight comparison.

"So you two legendary sages of destiny from the Lipunos Grand Alliance, who have forged friendly relations with the Empire, welcome to the Empire's territory,"

The two beings of destiny, with impeccable manners, nodded slightly and revealed aristocratic smiles.

The nimble green elf twitched its two pointed ears and quickly separated the information of the two legendary chosen ones from the main brain's sub-branch, printed it into a thin identity tag, and then handed it to Yaleira, the female mage who was curiously examining the various races in the office.

The two mages were not curious about the existence of the magic printing machine; they had seen things much stranger than that.

Because mages can create almost any strange and wonderful thing in the world, these two mages also created many strange magical artifacts by hand when they were young.

However, the vast majority of mages did not create magical items with the intention of making things convenient for others or spreading them throughout the entire civilization.

They only did it for their own convenience and research, so many things, although they had already been created, remained buried in the laboratories and towers of various mages, never having the opportunity to be promoted to the lives of the general public.

Tokham observed the organizational efficiency revealed in the smallest details of the Golden Empire.

The female mage, Yaleira, was more concerned about the sounds coming from another area not far away.

"...with an average marching speed of 80 kilometers per hour for more than three hours, and a basic naked strength of two tons, they have met the entry requirements for joining the Empire's cross-border mercenary group,"

"But these basic physical requirements are only the most fundamental conditions in war. To truly become a member of the Golden Empire's cross-border mercenary group, one still needs to pass multiple assessments and undergo further training,"

"Including but not limited to the use of different world geographical features for detection, effective exchange and communication of cultural information...etc."

A two-headed dragon-blooded ogre read aloud the requirements and conditions of the Imperial Mercenary Group to adventurers of different races.

One of the heads remained in a scrutinizing state, seemingly maintaining some kind of detection technique.

But this unexpected demand seemed to have provoked discontent among the adventurers who had come from the nearby material world.

One of the tall warriors, with bat wings, two horns, and a long, thin tail, shouted, "With such high requirements, your Golden Empire isn't selecting warriors and adventurers to fight for you, but rather choosing perfect creatures who excel in everything!"

“I can easily meet the requirements, but my companion is just a mage, a noble but fragile mage!”

What the warrior, who looked remarkably like a demon, said was not wrong.

Because a being's power is not limited to basic physical strength, apart from some powerful warriors and fighters, very few ordinary races possess such basic qualities before reaching the Holy Land.

Even for many races with powerful bloodlines, who may be able to conquer cities and territories with magic and spells, physical strength is not particularly significant.

As an empire that has nominally ruled over all dragons in the world of Arcaneia, it possesses several thousand dragon-blooded creatures.

If it weren't for the deliberate control by the high-ranking rulers of the Golden Empire, given the benevolence and reproductive desire of the dragon race, every city would probably be dominated by dragon-blooded creatures by now.

As the commander of the Empire in charge of mercenary recruitment outside the world of Ekania, the two-headed dragon-blooded ogre Gobi did not gradually transform into a dragon-blooded creature through meritorious service and the bestowal of dragon blood potions, nor was he granted dragon blood by a dragon. He was a born dragon-blooded creature.

Gobi's biological father was an adult dragon from the Dragonblood Guard within the Gogmora dragonflight.

With such a background and his own talent, Gobi quickly rose through the ranks of the empire, so he knew far more than ordinary officials.

"Such a request is not excessive,"

Gobi raised both of its heads at the same time. Fine scales covered the creature's neck and even its cheeks. With its two narrow eyes, it looked almost no different from an ordinary dragon at first glance, except that it did not have horns on its head.

With just a slight glare from Gobi, a faint, dragon-like aura emanated from him, briefly intimidating the somewhat noisy adventurers.

"Within the Imperial Legions, there are mage squads providing support and buffs. With Legion-level magical enhancements, almost every warrior can easily reach this standard,"

"If we're talking about the soldiers in the Empire's major combat legions, they are several times stronger than the standard of mercenary groups, and there are quite a few who are ten times stronger than that standard,"

Gobi slowly said, "It is precisely because you cannot compare with the equipment of the Imperial legions, and your conditions are not equal to those of the Imperial warriors, that the Empire has set such high requirements."

"Because the current empire only needs absolute elite forces!"

"As for those warriors and adventurers who haven't met the requirements, there's no need to worry. You'll have your chance eventually, and I'm sure it won't be long..."

Yareira raised her head and pointed to the distance, asking with no sign of unfamiliarity, "What's going on over there?"

Tokam also looked at the elf in front of him, a curious expression on his face.

Ordinary people might find it hard to tell, but the two legendary beings were quite surprised. The warrior who had just spoken, who looked extremely like a demon, was none other than Cambion, a being rarely seen even in the material world.

The origins of the Cambyon race are closely linked to the Dark Lord of the Abyss, Lord Grazt.

The demon prince Graztar once fell into the material world and was imprisoned by the witch king Eaglevel.

Yes, the Chronicles of the Demon King of Igville was written by this witch king and circulated among mages in various material planes.

Whether it was the demon prince Graz's exceptional charm or the witch Igvelf's unique taste, during their imprisonment, a demon and a witch united and gave birth to the demigod Iuz.

The demigod Iwitz is one of the famous ancestors of Campion.

These Cambyon races do not align themselves with any concept of justice, goodness, or evil; they only believe in acquiring as much power as possible through their own strength.

Those Campiones who grow up in the Nine Hells of Bathor might even become legion soldiers, envoys, and servants of various higher demons because of their lust for power.

But for both Tokam and Yareira, this was the first time in their hundreds of years of life that they had ever seen such a creature appear in the material plane.

Besides the fact that Campiones are hard to find in the material world, there is another extremely rare race in that interdimensional mercenary recruitment center—the Jeifers. These Jeifers look very much like wild hippos from the wet grasslands, but they are not mindless beasts; rather, they are a race that wanders the astral plane.

These Jefu hippopotamus people resemble upright hippopotamus people, believe in discipline and obedience, and almost always wear a distinctive military uniform.

They are renowned military mercenaries in interstellar space, known for their unparalleled physical strength and military expertise.

But whether it was the Tokam or the Yareira, it was the first time they had ever seen these military races that forever wandered the astral planes in fleets in this star system.

Therefore, the diverse appearance of these strange and unusual races made the two legendary beings of destiny marvel at and curious about the series of movements of the Golden Empire.

The elven official at the special access reception office suddenly perked up his ears, turned his head to look, and then turned back with a smile, saying, "Oh, Your Excellencies are referring to those strange fellows, aren't you?"

"The Imperial Central Government had already issued a series of plans and regulations regarding the 'Civilization Expedition' a few days ago, which included several special contracts,"

The elf slowly said, "Any enemy or hostile target faced by the Aikania civilization community, which is mainly composed of the Golden Empire, the Northern Kingdoms Alliance, and the various kingdoms and civilizations of the Aikania world,"

"All of these can be considered military merits and achievements. Although these merit points cannot be used for promotions within the Legion system of the Ekania World Civilization Community, they can still be used for separate reward settlements!"

“Those Cambyons probably want to use these military achievements to become legion commanders, while those Jeifers, Your Majesty, as you know, usually only serve the highest bidder,”

"But at least for now, only the Empire and the Ekania Civilization Community have offered such a naked price. Of course, most importantly, very few others will be able to offer such a price,"

The elf puffed out his chest slightly and said with considerable pride, "His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of the Empire, Gogmora, has issued a divine decree that even divine treasures await those who come to claim them!"

Yareira and Tokam looked at each other, almost thinking they were hallucinating.

They both gasped simultaneously, their breathing becoming rapid.

"You mean, anyone can?"

Tokam's voice trembled slightly; no one could resist such a treasure as divinity.

Even if a legendary destiny like Tokam is not needed now, it can be reserved for future use, or given to trusted blood relatives within the family and power.

While possessing divinity does not guarantee ascension to the throne of a god, possessing the key to divinity almost certainly guarantees entry into the realm of demigods; even with limited potential, it simply requires more time.

Even among demigods, there are differences. But even the worst demigod is still a demigod, not a being that mortal beings can easily touch.

"Of course, whether you are a demon or a devil, a mortal or a legend; the Aikania Civilization Community accepts all comers, only those with merit points!"

As Yareira and Tokam slowly entered the world of Ekania aboard the magical sailboat that guided travelers and guests, the incredible feeling began to dissipate from the minds of the two destined beings.

"To be honest, with such a terrifying reward, even I'm tempted to join this war."

Tokam stood on the deck of the magic sailboat, side by side with Yareira, looking down at the world of Ekania from the sky.

The sailboat was surrounded by high, deep clouds, and behind it, travelers chatted and talked, but the conversation between the two chosen ones would not be known to others.

Yareira gazed thoughtfully at the constantly flapping sails on either side of the magic sailboat and said, "Weren't you worried before..."

"Ok?"

Tokam looked at Yareira with a puzzled expression, only to find that the female mage's face was full of astonishment.

Tokam followed the mage's gaze and was suddenly taken aback.

The wings of the magic sailboat dispersed the heavy clouds, revealing the world of Aikania beneath the high-flying clouds.

From the height of the sky, mountains, rivers and seas appear ordinary, birds, beasts and all living beings are like ants, and even cities are only the size of tofu blocks, not worth mentioning.

But in the eyes of these two legendary beings destined for greatness, the world is quite different.

Dozens or even hundreds of giant dragons were flying under the heavy clouds. They scattered and roamed, some sweeping over high mountains and rivers, some sweeping over mountains and seas, all roaring for all living beings.

Wherever those dragons passed, countless densely packed star fleets began to rise into the sky, like waters bursting their banks, almost overflowing into the Milky Way.

One powerful legend after another rises with a majestic aura on the land of this world, stirring up elements and magic that soar into the heavens.

One magical portal after another boomed and lit up the world like candlelight, stretching from north to south.

Even the two legendary Chosen Ones couldn't count how many of those densely packed starships and legions there were.

Countless steel ornithopters and all sorts of magical spaceships accompanied these starships, stretching as far as the eye could see, forming a continuous expanse in the sky, like thousands upon thousands of giant dragons soaring into the heavens at the same time.

Eight million true dragons soared into the sky, stirring up a chilling aura throughout the heavens!

A massive war began, both quietly and dramatically, in this world.

"That was destruction, that was birth, that was the end, that was the beginning,"

"That's been a thousand years,"

"Gods with dragon heads stepped out of their world,"

"We will go forth to conquer the nations of the four corners of the earth,"

"They came out to cleanse the world of its order."

"Call upon the earth to wage war, and call upon the world to rewrite its rules,"

"Their dragons are like gods, and their numbers are as numerous as the sands of the sea,"

"Those who obey them will receive forgiveness and rest, while those who oppose them will receive fire and thunder!"

Tokam sighed softly, "This is a vision revealed by the prophecy spell. That Dragon Emperor will ultimately sweep away everything with his own order. Perhaps it is not ambition, but the right order!"

Yareira did not echo her companion's words; the chosen one simply gazed into the distance at the Golden Empire.

The powerful domain that shrouds the entire territory of the Golden Empire is a naked manifestation of the will of billions of people, lying plainly across the northern continent of Aikania.

The will to rule the empire, whose power and influence have gradually spread, has completely transformed into a real dragon, lying prostrate above layers of clouds, head bowed and eyes closed, its wings covering the entire empire.

As Yareira's gaze fell upon the giant dragon, the enormous dragon, whose massive wings covered the entire empire's territory, slowly raised its head and looked in Yareira's direction.

The dragon raises its head!

But Yareira's gaze fell on the dragon's heart, where a heart as bright as the sun was radiating light.

But at that moment, that sun-like heart suddenly blinked slightly, transforming into a giant vertical pupil.

Within this vertical pupil, a dragon appears, immense and immeasurable, its claws supporting the stars.

Yareira bowed slightly, offering a distant greeting, before raising her head again to find that the Dragon Emperor in that vertical pupil had vanished without a trace.

Only a soft laugh lingered in his ears, faint and indistinct. (End of Chapter)