Head to the dock and grab some steamed buns.

The Red Dragon came from the vast wild wastes, coveting all the strength in the world. It once had countless titles: Mountain's Wrathful Flame, Infernal Calamity, Crimson Emperor, Ashen Dragon......
The world trembled under the shadow of the giant dragons. He stirred up the craze of the magic industrial revolution; in the empire he established, Wyverns roared, artillery fired in unison, and steel beasts appeared in the sky and on the land, while disasters from another world rampaged everywhere.
"Submit, or die."
Cassius spread his wings, blotting out the sun, and gazed down at the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves below, saying thus.
......
It is a story about a Red Dragon with a player template conquering, ruling, and transforming an alternate world.
(Pseudo of DnD, The Fourth Calamity, Red Dragon)

Ashen Dragon

We must take advantage of this relaxed moment... Eliminate it!"


Suddenly, Batu's expression became more ferocious, a vicious aura emanating from his right eye, casting a ghostly light.


He reached out his hand, his tone fierce: "Nasu, retrieve my Blood Spear."


The Old Shaman groped in the void, pulled out a folded piece of dried beast skin, unfolded it, and carefully handed the Spear to Batu.


"Heh, still more handy for you, my old friend..."


Batu took the Spear, gently caressing its rough surface, a relic stained with blood, which had pierced countless enemies' beating hearts, and even slain a mighty Titan Divine Descendant.


At this moment, the Beastman Chief was drawing this murderous weapon once again, targeting only one obstacle to their conquest plans—the meddlesome Gold Dragon.


Batu gripped the Spear tightly, with a hunter's gaze staring at the distant Gold Dragon, his face breaking into a fanatic smile.


Chapter 88: The Brutal War_3