Chapter 259: 257 Sincere Admission Ticket_1

Translator: 549690339

As Otto had guessed, the taste of Flamefury, with the boiling magma, was indeed very similar to hotpot.

Regardless of how it was cooked, dragon meat was the most delicious meat in this world.

The finest ingredients often required only the simplest cooking methods, and the top-tier ingredients were suited to any cooking method.

Just like how Flamefury offered itself to Otto in friendship, Otto would always remember its   taste.

However, since Otto had already consumed a red dragon before, devouring Flamefury didn’t provide significant assistance to him.

There was no fundamental change, at most only providing higher-level flame-based spell abilities.

By the time Otto flew out of the magma, it was already the second day.

It took a considerable amount of time for Otto to consume the twenty-meter-long red dragon.

As expected, he fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up this time, Otto’s changes were not very significant, at most, his dragon body had grown a lot longer.

Combined with his previous devouring of some high-quality food, it seemed like he was almost thirty meters long.

After taking a bath in the magma, Otto, well-fed and satisfied, spread his wings and flew into the sky, quickly finding Saru.

From afar, Otto noticed a hint of worry on the old Lizardman’s face, which only dissipated when he saw Otto return safely.

His power was limited, far from reaching the level of a legend. If nothing unexpected happened, it was likely that he would never touch the threshold of legends before his death.

Therefore, with his limitations, he couldn’t see the gap between Flamefury and Otto.

Now, he finally felt relieved.

While hovering in the air, Otto didn’t intend to descend, but just ordered in a deep voice from a distance, “Saru, lead the Soaring Dragon Legion and those newly joined barbarians to plow through the entire Savage Land. If anyone dares to resist, spare none! I want only one voice to exist in the Savage Land henceforth!”

Having said that, without waiting for Saru’s reply, Otto spread his wings and left.

Judging by his direction, he was heading toward the Land of the Soaring Dragon.

Although Otto didn’t explain, Saru could roughly guess what had happened to the red dragon called Flamefury by now.

Indeed, his decision back then was correct!

Reaffirming this thought in his heart, Saru began preparing for the conquest of the Savage Land.

Without Flamefury’s interference, all the monster clans in the Savage Land combined wouldn’t be a match for the Soaring Dragon Legion.

In order to thoroughly eliminate hostile forces, Saru selected some guides from among the native tribes who had newly submitted to the Soaring Dragon Legion.

The various tribes in the Savage Land generally didn’t get along. Seizing this opportunity, these fellows either tried to show their loyalty to the Soaring Dragon Legion or sought to settle their private grievances. They all provided the locations of the monster clans they knew without hesitation.

Saru then found a crudely drawn map and marked these places one by one.

Next, it was time for a forced march.

Countless monsters madly pushed forward under Saru’s command, with the Mountain Giant Tribe being the first to suffer.

Unaware of Flamefury’s death, they were soon overwhelmed by all sorts of monsters across the land.

In this battle, the barbarians of the Tata Tribe and Lulu Tribe fought particularly hard, perhaps trying to make a good impression on Otto.

Or perhaps it was because they had pent-up anger that they needed to vent from their time with Otto earlier.

Armed with top-tier black iron dwarf-made weapons, they easily cut through the nearly-naked Mountain Giants wielding wooden clubs, as if cutting vegetables.

Among them, the most shocking performance was from Cal Lulu. After accepting the transformation into a Dragonborn, his power increased dramatically.

With each of his strikes, terrifying thunderous power was infused into the giant sword, which was almost as tall as him.

At the same time, with a simple swing, the thunderous electric arcs wrapped around the giant sword extended forward like sword energy.

This greatly increased both the lethality and the range of the attack.

The Mountain Giant Tribe, with thousands of members, was nearly instantly destroyed.

In this battle, the original members of the Soaring Dragon Legion hardly made a move, while the barbarians and the monsters who had recently submitted to them had the most fun.

Following this, the Cyclops, Highland Werewolves, Leopardmen, Mordo Lizardmen, and others suffered similar fates

When the fires of destruction raged throughout the Savage Land, the remaining monster tribes finally reacted.

First, they quickly sent people to find Flamefury, their master.

Hoping that under the lead of the legendary red dragon, they could counterattack those hateful enemies.

But soon, they were horrified to find that Flamefury had disappeared.

Subsequently, a rumor spread rapidly among the tribes.

Flamefury was dead, torn to pieces by the great Silver Dragon Lord in a single encounter. Now, not even a piece of its flesh could be found.

Some tribal leaders initially tried to suppress the spread of the rumor, but people were already alarmed.

Unable to find Flamefury and with none of the chaotic and evil beings willing to submit to each other, the topic of uniting against the Soaring Dragon Legion fizzled out as representatives of the various tribes ended up fighting among themselves first.

Finally, the matter was dropped altogether.

With the demise of countless familiar faces under the iron hooves of the Soaring Dragon Legion, some monster tribes that had been initially watching events unfold began to have different ideas.

And so, some self-proclaimed smart fellows started to secretly contact the Soaring Dragon Legion, hoping to abandon the darkness and join the light.

Saru was more than happy to welcome their observant choice, but joining the Soaring Dragon Legion was not as simple as saying so.

Looking at the fawning expressions of several monster tribe leaders, Saru sneered, “It seems that you want to join the Soaring Dragon Legion?”

Without any hesitation, these diverse beings nodded their heads continuously.

So, Saru continued, “In that case, you need to show some sincerity! Not everyone can join the Soaring Dragon Legion so easily.”

“What is the price?”

One of the Gray Bearmen leading the group asked tentatively.

“The price  ”

Saru squinted and said indifferently, “It’s simple, just exterminate a monster tribe loyal to Flamefury, and you’ll have earned the ticket to join the Soaring Dragon Legion.”