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Looking back into Princess Centaur's tent, if Qin He could dispel his resentment, the killing intent of the spear would be greatly reduced.

Seizing the opportunity, the first move—

The spear thrusting towards them with fierce force roared like a red dragon reborn from the flames of hell. But what surprised Qin He even more was the true form that Olilight revealed.

It was slightly strange at first, but the more Qin He examined it, the more he could appreciate the stunning beauty of Oliwright's centaur form.

Unlike typical centaurs with horse-like lower bodies, Olilight perfectly embodies the curves of a human's hips and legs. Furthermore, a slender, graceful waist extends from where the human's hips would normally be, serving as the torso.

Her hind legs are equally slender and plump, with graceful hips and legs, and a lively and bright golden ponytail that dances out breathtaking curves between her mature and voluptuous hips and groin.

The four legs on the lower legs retain the iron hooves of a centaur, designed for ease of combat and long-distance raids.

"There really are two paths!"

The plump, honeyed mound, nestled between the gaps in the armor and covered by silk, was truly eye-catching.

Between Olilette's plump, muscular hips and legs that supported her body structure, almost every thrust produced a juicy, seductive sound as waves of flesh surged.

"What are you saying? Die!"

Despite the thunderous thunder and fiery explosions, the seductive moans emanating from beneath the centaur princess did not escape Qin He's ears.

The Infernal Flames are indeed terrifying weapons. If Olilight were to wield them, even Miria might not be able to withstand them.

This thing must have only recently come into the hands of the Centaur Princess.

Qin He pointed his fingers together to block the extremely ferocious and malevolent spear. The surging dragon flames and malevolent energy merged together, their power amplified.

Under Tiamat's protection and the awakening of his own bloodline, Qin He was completely immune to fire damage, but he could not escape the sharpness of the spear tip itself, nor the force that Orilight exerted on it.

The force between his fingers was broken, and Qin He sighed as he watched the wound on his fingertip heal in the blink of an eye.

"I can return the storage ring and the person to you. But this spear belongs to the Red Dragon, and I'm taking it with me. Take your supplies and retreat!"

"If you refuse, come to the Great Wilderness Dragon Plains. Come and ask me to take it back—"

Calculating the strength of both sides, Qin He knew that... Olilight, who wielded the Burning Inferno War Flame, would definitely be a major threat on the future battlefield.

With a flick of his sleeve, Qin He tossed the storage ring in front of the centaur princess. Immediately following, he reached peak speed in the blink of an eye—

The Red Dragon Bone Spear was snatched away in the blink of an eye, leaving Olilight utterly astonished. She could no longer catch a glimpse of Qin He.

"how come?!"

After that, the army that had besieged Mithril City withdrew voluntarily. They temporarily retreated to the Orc chieftain's stronghold, awaiting a new opportunity.

……

Two months later, the Battle of the Hundred Dragons will begin.

Although neither of them is yet old enough to be considered a juvenile dragon, both of their young dragons have made extraordinary progress in the past two months.

Flame Glaze and Royal Oriole, the strongest ancestral dragons on both sides, have already broken through their own limits, and their skills such as the Burning Aura have been developed to perfection.

As dawn broke, sunlight pierced through thin clouds. The relentless rain had washed the air clean, making it exceptionally clear. Bathed in such peaceful and serene morning light, it was hard to believe…

Mithril City is currently at a critical juncture in its fight against turmoil and war.

Two figures, not particularly large, moved along the shore in the morning light. They were the reverted bronze dragon Chenxiu and the reverted golden dragon Huangying.

Both young dragons transformed into loli-like forms, collecting seashells on the beach as the tide rose and fell. This was the western coast of Mithril City.

Dust Rust possesses a slightly reddish-brown complexion that is always smooth and radiant. If one disregards her disgraceful deeds of beating up the Blue Dragon and slaughtering the Shahua Fishmen, Qin He might be quite happy to let her befriend Flame Liu and the others.

These days, the young dragons of the two major dragonflight tribes, the Blue Dragon and the Brass Dragon, are frolicking around Mithril City like children in an amusement park.

With Ulu and Volper vouching for them, the residents of Mithril City allowed the young dragons to roam freely within the city. The metal dragons were fine, but even these colorful young dragons, trained by Qin He, were remarkably well-behaved.

Even the most ill-tempered Red Dragon has never caused a news story about robbing someone in the street.

At first, Miria was a little worried. After all, the nature of the chromatic dragon could lead to unpredictable consequences.

But Qin He's goal is to establish a new order in which humans and dragons coexist, and such a scenario will appear in more city-states in the future.

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The savages in the forest would string together appropriately sized seashells and use them as currency.

While the dragons that often appear by the sea and possess the ability to breathe underwater, such as the golden dragons and bronze dragons, do not love these things to the same extent as gold and jewels, they still recognize their value.

Some of the beautifully colored seashells are already valuable collectibles for young metal dragons of this age.

"I don't know."

Dust and Rust whispered:

"Is that Prince Qin He really a dragon? He actually went to seek a way for humans and dragons to coexist... Why don't he take the initiative to attack when the orcs and centaurs are still stirring?"

Recently, the centaur warriors, having returned in force, have once again besieged Mithril City. The war is proceeding roughly as Qin He had anticipated.

But things have changed... the orc forces entrenched in the rear have also joined the battle.

The orc chieftain's forces refused to adjust to the changing situation or wait any longer. They were determined to conquer the wealthy Mithril City and seize this treasure trove.

Starting from Mithril City, they have the ability to target the Blackblaze Kingdom.

Although Dust Rust is still a young dragon, she is also a bronze dragon. Bronze dragons have an innate, fervent interest in war.

"If a duchess were to wage war for the cause of justice, the militia she could recruit might include bronze dragons yearning for the baptism of war."

The origin of this statement is unknown, but it reflects the truth.

Bronze dragons are all war fanatics; they enjoy gathering intelligence on the course of a battle and participating in it. Although young, Dust Rust already possesses the ability to engage in combat.

The fact that she massacred an entire Shahua fishman tribe is enough to demonstrate her power.

With the combined efforts of Yanliu and the other three dragons, they killed a wounded centaur at the peak of the seventh tier. When this news reached the ears of the metal dragons, Chenxiu made up his mind to do the same.

"I think... you could consult His Highness Qin He about this and have him give you an answer?"

Huang Ying bent down and picked up a seashell; its mottled patterns displayed a dazzling interplay of gold and red.

"His Highness Qin He has not completely seized power. He still consults Duchess Miria on all his decisions. His Highness Qin He also needs to gradually heal the wounds inflicted on Mithril City by the war and rebuild trust."

"Sending troops to attack the centaurs and orcs is not something that can be rushed; it requires time to accumulate experience."

"We are all immortal dragons; the longer the time passes, the greater our advantage will become. Why suffer unnecessary losses and chase after the centaurs and orcs to fight?"

What Huang Ying said was both an advantage and a disadvantage. It takes a hundred years for a young dragon to grow into an adult.

An empire may not last a hundred years, let alone centaurs and orcs, which are short-lived species.

With the support of powerful orcs, they will soon be able to launch a counterattack using their unreasonable orcish black technology.

"You've heard about it, haven't you? The orcs' homemade magic tanks are advancing across all war zones. Those things can destroy the walls of an ordinary small town with a single shot."

"By rashly pursuing the retreating troops, Mithril City's already limited forces were surrounded by the orcs."

Huang Ying does have her own understanding of the battle situation, but Chen Xiu believes that Qin He still has a trump card up his sleeve.

"Your Highness Qin He's golem army might just be able to defeat those crudely made orcs. I don't think the battle will turn out the way you described."

Hearing that Chen Xiu was still being stubborn, Huang Ying sighed and said, "His Highness Qin He was the chosen one from the beginning. His goal was to gain a firm foothold before sweeping away the old and conquering the world to establish a new order."

Upon hearing of the overwhelming victory over the world, Dust Rust's orange-gold vertical pupils gleamed. But soon, the young dragon regained its calm expression.

"Hmm, I think... this is normal for the Dragon Emperor. Compared to conquering the world, Prince Qin He's current hesitation is really nothing."

"Back then, you encouraged Leng Xu and me to come to Mithril City so that we could see more of Prince Qin He's potential. Joining the dragon factions of both sides and living with the residents here... that's a good idea."

“Now… I am increasingly convinced of His Highness Qin He’s ideals, I feel a sense of belonging to this place, and I sincerely want to become one of his people.”

But there's a prerequisite—

"On the condition that I get those wretched chromatic dragons away from Prince Qin He's side!"

As Dust Rust spoke, it transformed into a dragon. The bronze dragon, also about five meters long, suddenly plunged into the water, like a shark cutting through the waves, a tiger devouring its pack, and in the blink of an eye—

A plump and tender weasel shark was right in the mouth of the bronze dragon.

After a series of crackling electric bursts, the shark meat, roasted slightly brown by the electric breath, became the bronze dragon's dinner.

Huang Ying fell silent.

"You should tone down your hostility toward the chromatic dragons. The new order that Prince Qin He wants to establish is a world of great harmony where all dragon species can soar together under the blue sky."

"Leaving aside those empty words, even if you're strong enough to drive away Yan Liu and Deng Liu, so what? Can you defeat Yan Liu's mother, that ancestral red dragon Yan Ling, who is at the mid-stage of the Saint Realm?"

The bronze dragon fell silent, focusing instead on finding a three-meter-long iron rod and using it to string the sharks together.

She then reverted to her dragon girl form and devoured her shark skewers.

After a moment of silence, Dust and Rust suddenly asked:

"Huang Ying, if one day in the future... His Highness Qin He clashes with the dragons of the South who worship Aio, what will you do?"

"...I will do the right thing." To be honest, Huang Ying was somewhat speechless.

These young dragons haven't even grown their scales yet. They've only been able to grow up under the protection of Qin He and other elders. Getting involved in the vortex of struggle will only cause Qin He more trouble.

But when it comes to stance, Huang Ying is definitely on Qin He's side.

“There is no right or wrong in war, Huang Ying. The biggest difference between Prince Qin He and Prince Ai Ou... should be that he wants to minimize the sacrifices.”

Dust and Rust swallowed the shark fin whole, then stretched out her delicate little hands to tear apart the shark that had been made into a kebab.

The bronze dragon loli pulled out a piece of cartilage from somewhere and started picking her teeth without any manners.

"What I desire is a new, peaceful era that belongs to both dragons and humans. Can the Dragon Kingdom that His Highness Qin He has built truly provide such a tranquil future?"

“If His Highness Qin He can use war to bring about a longer period of peace and order... I will offer him my assistance. If he is defeated by His Highness Ai Ou, I think I will leave one day.”

Chen Xiu agrees with Qin He's ideas, but she is now thinking from the perspective of the young dragon, considering it from the perspective of interests.

"Go eat your fish! You jinx!" Huang Ying was unusually angry.

The little girl's hand, equally delicate and smooth yet much whiter, clenched into a fist and smacked Chen Xiu hard on the head.

"His Highness Qin He has a plan. He wants to provide us young dragons with a new world of our own. Would you like to hear about it?"

Sensing that Huang Ying's words had a hidden meaning, the bronze dragon loli instinctively arched her back.

"Afterwards, Yanliu and the others will be allowed to own a territory outside Mithril City. As for me, I wish to help Prince Qin He~"

"How exactly will you help?"

Huang Ying pulled out a purple scale, and Chen Xiu, who knew where it came from, immediately couldn't sit still. Like a house cat that had turned around and seen a snake while eating fish, she jumped several feet high on the spot.

"Purple Dragon's scales? Where did you find them? Are you going to sell them for gold coins?"

Among the bronze dragons, there is indeed a custom of collecting their shed scales and selling them to humans in exchange for gold coins. In recent days, Chen Xiu has also seen other purple dragon cubs appearing in the city besides Zhuang Daihua.

However, since the vast majority of the dragons selling scales are bronze dragons, a stable industry chain has almost formed. Therefore, bronze dragon scales are the cheapest among all dragon scales.

Correspondingly, purple dragons are so rare they're almost extinct. If it weren't for Qin He, Chen Xiu, as a bronze dragon, probably would never have seen a single purple scale in his entire life.

Young dragon scales circulating in the human market range in price from ten to hundreds of gold coins, depending on their quality and color.

Because of their color and the dragon's own power, golden dragon scales are easy to sell for a high price. A single scale can fetch around sixty or seventy gold coins.

Young dragons like the Royal Nightingale, which are atavistic, have scales of far superior quality than those of ordinary dragons. Even a single scale, considered dust and rust on a bronze dragon, can be exchanged for five hundred gold coins.

However, because the Purple Dragon rarely appears in the mortal world, its scales have been sold for as much as a thousand gold coins each.

This is just the most ordinary purple dragon. If it's a primordial purple dragon or an ancestral purple dragon that goes even further... it's practically a walking treasure trove.

The prerequisite is that these scales cannot be torn off directly from the body, but must be shed each time the body approaches the end of its life and enters deep sleep.

Dragon scales that are torn directly from a dragon's body easily lose their magical properties, are far inferior in quality to shed scales, and their price drops by more than a hundredfold.

Coincidentally, Yanliu's batch of young dragons were all nearing adolescence. After this baptism of fire in the young dragon war, the battle-hardened dragons would transform and grow into adulthood—

"Don't worry about the dragon scales anymore."

"I mean... Miss Zhuang Daihua! I intend to follow her and assist her in her endeavors on the Jotun continent! Are you in?"

"At that time, you, me, Leng Xu... will all help His Highness Qin He support Miss Zhuang over there."

Zhuang Daihua's career in Shallowwater City on the Jotun continent was just beginning. Although she had acquired the form of the Amethyst Dragon through the Ring of the Secret Dragon, but—

In the human world, how can a gem dragon get along as well as a gold dragon or a silver dragon?

By keeping the three ancestral loli dragons—Gold, Silver, and Bronze—by her side, Zhuang Daihua could definitely avoid a lot of trouble.

More importantly, Zhuang Daihua is the current Chosen One of Death, a person favored by Heraheim.