Chapter 295: Dragon on the Altar_2

Then, these terrifying red giant dragons would descend upon the city, selecting young boys and girls from houses like choosing a tender roast, tossing them directly into their mouths, chewing on flesh and bones with a crunch.

As they flapped their wings away, the once prosperous city had turned into burning ruins, smoke billowing everywhere, filled with cries and screams of despair.

Moreover, the older the Red Dragons, the more intense they became, committing even more insane and barbaric acts.

Adrian had long grown accustomed to the atrocities of the Red Dragons, feeling numb, and his subordinates thus refused to journey to the Ashen Empire, rather die than become dragon fodder.

In Adrian's mind, that emperor was no more than a red dragon, a horrifying beast—no matter how many complex titles preceded his name, it could not change this fact.