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

A prolonged howl pierced the sky, mingled with the whistling wind, evoking a boundless desolation.


In the distance, the figures of several Worgs flickered in the wind like ghosts racing across the prairie.


Astride the Worgs, clad in beast fur and wielding short bows and spears, were the Orcs—the commonly seen Worgs Cavalry of the tribe.


Just then, a shrill sound came from afar.


A gleaming arrow sliced through the cold wind, traversing hundreds of meters to target the Worgs Cavalry.


A brief cry erupted as an Orc Cavalry took an arrow between the brows, falling lifelessly from the Worg's back.


On a hill hundreds of meters away, Rhea stood composed, her gaze serene, treating the enemy's death as a trivial matter.


At this moment, the Half-elf wore light armor, her helmet off, her blond hair neatly tied back, giving her an efficient appearance.


Chapter 113: Planning and Invitation_2