Grimm arrived at Skandre City on the fifth day after the 'Dragon Raid'.
Standing on a steep peak in the Mingsu Mountains, Grimm could clearly see the rubble beneath his feet and the pitiful wailing of the people in the capital.
Along the way, as long as it was a city of a certain size, it would not be able to escape the plundering of the dragons. This was the seventh human city that he had seen being raided by the dragons, and it was the most miserable one.
After all, this was the greatest and most magnificent city in the Knight's Kingdom, Glory City, Skandre!
Unfortunately, it had now become a dilapidated city that was buried in debris and broken walls.
Countless homeless residents of the capital were searching for food and clothes in the broken houses. Convoys of refugees were crowded on the road out of the city. People were shouting and horses neighing, and the air was foul.
The buildings at the foot of the mountain were still in good condition. After all, it was a civilian area. Therefore, it suffered the least from the dragons' raids. As they climbed up the mountain, the damage and damage to the buildings became more and more serious. Grimm could see that the more beautiful and beautiful the buildings were, the more serious the damage and collapse.
It seemed that the dragons were quite proficient in the way of plundering!
Grimm pulled down his hood, revealing his firm and handsome face under the sunlight.
Looking down at the miserable capital of the Knight's Kingdom, Grimm's heart was filled with endless sighs.
Once upon a time, the dragons were the greatest support of the human emperors. They were also the firm cornerstone of their rule.
Since the Dragon Valley suddenly appeared in the plane thousands of years ago, the human kingdoms had established a close relationship with them.
The dragons enjoyed the offerings of the humans, and the humans received the protection of the dragons.
Whether it was the powerful monsters in the natural world or the ambitious nobles, they all saw the dragons in the Dragon Valley as the true rulers of the Knight's Plane. As for their king in name, he was nothing more than a pitiful worm crawling in front of a giant dragon!
1700 years ago, the Edward Family was only a small noble family in the local area. However, they still worshipped the Giant Dragons and promised them countless benefits and a huge amount of wealth in one go. Thus, under the protection of the Dragon Valley, the Edward family rose to power and defeated all the local nobles. They then destroyed a powerful kingdom and established the so-called Knight Kingdom.
Thanks to the Dragon's Covenant, the Edward Family welcomed 1700 years of peace. However, the heavy tribute from the giant dragons also made this Knight Nation extremely weak, and they no longer had the power to control the entire Knight Continent.
Even though the Knight Kingdom was subservient to the Dragon Valley and listened to everything it said, with the dimensional upheaval imminent, it was still impossible to stop the Dragon Valley from breaking the Knight Kingdom's backbone and extracting the last bit of its essence and wealth.
It seemed like he was a step too late!
Those shameless dragons had completely ransacked the city.
However, Grim wasn't here for worldly wealth and money. He was here for a mission from Lord Sarubo. Of course, it was also for the Rune Energy Fusion knowledge that he had been dreaming of.
Now, the entire Royal City of Skandrela was in ruins. He hoped that the target he was looking for was fine.
On the only bluestone road leading into the city, there were expressionless people pushing carts, herding livestock, and dragging their families out of the city. There were mothers hugging their children and crying, old men leaning against the ruins with numb expressions, and adult men with eyes full of hatred … Their expressions were different, but they were all covered in dust and looked like they wanted to cry but had no tears.
Grim had seen such expressions many times along the way!
After all, this was the great Royal City of the Knight Kingdom, and it had an inexhaustible amount of wealth. Thus, it was especially favored by the giant dragons.
For five consecutive days, there would be groups of giant dragons flying from the distant sky almost every day, running into the city to plunder wantonly, and then returning with big and small bags full of goods.
In order to avoid the dragons' plundering, the rich merchants and nobles in the city fled the cursed city, leaving pitiful commoners with nowhere to go.
However, as the dragons wreaked havoc day after day, the city gradually died. Even the commoners who had nothing left had no choice but to painfully leave the familiar homeland that they were born and raised in.
It was in the midst of the chaos that Grim entered Skandre City.
Although he had tried his best to change into an old and ordinary gray traveling cloak, as he walked, he could still see the exquisite robe decorated with runes through the corner of his clothes. Although some people with ulterior motives could not understand the patterns, it did not stop them from identifying the value of the robe.
Hence, behind Grim, there were some unlucky fellows with ragged clothes and rough faces, holding sticks and forks in their hands.
Grim passed by a half-tilted tower, followed a gray stone path, and turned into an alley. Seeing this scene, the eyes of the rogues lit up, and they strode into the alley.
The fight was very short.
If it weren't for the fact that the Dragons would discover the traces of the Witchcraft Wave, a simple Witchcraft Fireball would have been enough to kill all of these blind guys. But now, Grim could only raise his fists and use brute force to knock them to the ground one by one.
As the group of people rolled on the ground in pain, Grim grabbed the chin of a tall and skinny thug and lifted him up.
"Where's the capital's Demonic Foundry Camp? Bring me there immediately, or else … "Grim's iron pincer like right hand suddenly turned red, and in an instant, a burnt palm print was left on the thug's face.
"Evil, you're an evil …" The few thugs immediately 'recognized' Grim's identity, and all of them were terrified.
After all, Grim was only a Fire Elemental Magus and did not know much about the soul. Otherwise, he would not have needed to threaten and bribe them to lead the way. Unfortunately, even after Grim interrogated them, he did not get any information about the capital's Demonic Foundry Camp.
Just as Grim was frowning and thinking about how to get rid of them, a crisp voice of a child came from the ruins beside him.
"It's impossible for these people to know where the Demonic Foundry Camp is!"
Grim was startled, and he quickly released his spiritual force and locked onto this unexpected intruder.
It was a skinny young man who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. He was hiding behind a collapsed wall with his stooped body. His aura was weak, and Grim did not release his spiritual force. Hence, he was able to hide from Grim's eyes and ears.
"You know about the Demonic Foundry Camp?" Grim tilted his head and looked at the person who had suddenly appeared, "You're a spellcaster too?"
Grim could faintly see a trace of an extremely well-hidden elemental aura on him.
"If you want to find the Demonic Foundry Camp, then follow me!" The skinny youth's face was ashen, and he looked no different from a homeless youth who had been malnourished for a long time. However, Grim could still see the huge life force hidden in his body through his elemental vision.
With that, the youth formed a seal with both hands, and a faint green rune appeared between his palms. Next, a similar rune flashed on the foreheads of all the thugs present.
In a few breaths, the youth removed the rune and turned to leave. The thugs fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep, as if they had forgotten everything in the blink of an eye.
It was a very primitive method of forming hand seals, and it seemed to be similar to the methods of Curse Magi.
However, the most important thing was that the elemental undulations from this method were almost negligible. Even though Grim was less than 10 meters away from him, he still had to rely on the A.I. Chip's powerful scanning to capture the frequency of the elemental undulations.
It seemed that the spellcasters of this world were still able to survive under the pressure of the Demon Hunters, and had developed some interesting tricks.
Grim patted the dust off his hands, and quickly left the scene with the skinny youth.
A loud dragon's roar suddenly reverberated in the sky above the capital. The remaining people in the capital immediately hid, and there were no traces of anyone in the dilapidated streets.
Countless eyes filled with anger shot out from various hiding places in the city, staring at the three green figures that were quickly circling in the sky.
The youth also hid in a half-collapsed house, and observed the movements of the dragons through the gaps in the roof. After circling a few rounds, the three green dragons once again pounced on a palace halfway up the mountain. Soon, the screams of women and the angry roars of men rang out in the distance.
* Thud thud thud … *
Dozens of crossbows hit the shining scales of the leading green dragon, creating dazzling sparks, but they did not cause any visible damage to it.
These three green dragons were obviously young dragons that had just reached adulthood, and their hunting experience was obviously not as good as the veteran green dragons from a few days ago. Faced with the daring counterattack of the reptiles beneath them, the three green dragons angrily spat out a large amount of poisonous fog.
Soon, the world became peaceful again!
The three Green Dragons rushed into the palace and pavilion, and immediately launched a fierce looting that caused the house to collapse.
The skinny youth silently looked at the ugly scene that happened four miles away. He knew that he should be satisfied with the price that these nobles had to pay. However, when he saw this scene, his heart was filled with inexplicable pain and anger, as well as a trace of unconcealable sorrow!
He turned around, and there was not a single trace of pity or regret on Grim's calm face. Finally, he could not help but speak.
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