Lance Plane.
It was an extraordinarily beautiful small plane.
The entire plane was made up of continuous swamps, hills, plains, forests, lava volcanoes, and vast oceans.
In terms of surface area, Lance Plane was more than twice the size of the goblin plane.
It was rich in biological resources and had an astonishing amount of metal ores.
Since Lance Plane was a high-magic plane, its magic crystal reserves and magic resources were countless times greater than those of the goblin plane.
In this vast land, the Giant Demon Clan was the most widely distributed and had the largest population. They had many branches of their own clan.
They were a race with an average height of seven feet (about two meters) and a weight of 200 pounds (about 90 kilograms). They had huge skeletons and developed muscular strength. They were adept at using poisoned javelins and spears, and had many enviable racial abilities such as Berserk, Regeneration, Beast Killer, and Throwing Weapon Specialization.
In some large troll tribes, there would be some witch doctors with special voodoo abilities. They had mastered some of the more primitive herbs and voodoo techniques.
Before the horrendous invasion, the trolls were the undisputed masters of Lance Plane. In fact, during the peak of the troll race, they had even built a troll empire that left one speechless.
Unfortunately, everything came to an abrupt end in 1207 of the Voodoo Calendar.
With the arrival of a large group of dragons that soared high in the blue sky, the history of the troll ruling the plane came to an end.
The Giant Dragon Alliance easily destroyed the capital of the Great Demons and massacred their army.
The huge troll empire fell apart in an instant, and was divided into hundreds of territories and territories of various sizes by the dragons that came later. According to rank and strength, a rank 4 dragon could occupy a territory of nearly a million kilometers, while a rank 3 dragon could only occupy a territory of 100,000 kilometers.
As for the Giant Dragons of even lower levels, they could only occupy one or two villages or a large Troll tribe as their own fiefdom. From there, they could live the life of a Lord who had everything he needed.
In the early days of the dragon lord's rule, in order to suppress the resistance of the troll race, they consciously nurtured a group of dragon descendants mixed with the local bloodline — the dragonborn.
The dragon lords were all sleeping soundly in their palaces or lairs that they had built with their wealth and gems, while the draconid servants who possessed their bloodline were responsible for maintaining the order in their territories.
These draconians were the loyal servants of the dragon overlords. They were usually in charge of taking care of the dragon overlord's daily life in the palace or the dragon's lair, and would occasionally run to the troll tribes in the territory to collect their offerings and offerings.
Due to the Drakonid's powerful individual ability and the elemental power granted to them by the dragon bloodline, some small trolls rebelling or rebelling did not even need to alarm the dragon lord before they were dealt with by the few Drakonid Warriors or scouts.
That was why there was a high and mighty dragon overlord in Lance, the draconians in the middle, and the trolls in the upper food chain, where they were oppressed and ruled miserably. As for the other tribes that weren't as strong as the Trolls, they became the targets of the Trolls' plunder and oppression.
Since the Giant Dragon Lords were either going out to play or sleeping in their nests, they almost never considered the spread of the Dragon Race's civilization. That was why even though the dragon lords had ruled Lance for thousands of years, the local natives were still crude and ignorant, living the lives of primitive people with no clothes to cover their bodies and food to fill their stomachs.
There was almost no sign of civilization in the entire Lance Plane.
Dragon Calendar, Year 1723, 11th of April.
It was a mysterious day that would never be forgotten.
In a swamp that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, a huge portal of light slowly opened.
As the light above the portal shook, a tall, hazy, and illusory figure gradually became clear.
It had a half-human, half-dragon body. Its upper body was that of a naked adult male, draped in golden bronze armor and wielding a lightning spear. Its lower body consisted of four thick limbs covered in azure scales, and at the end of each limb were fearsome, powerful, and powerful dragon claws.
Behind the draconid was a flat, thick dragon tail that was also covered in dense scales.
In the entire plane of Lance, draconids were the rulers who held power over life and death.
With their powerful bodies and terrifying elemental energy, a grade 1 draconid could easily slaughter a primitive tribe of hundreds of people. A grade 2 draconid like Zacha could even become a dragon emissary in a large troll tribe that had tens of thousands of people.
That was why when they saw Zacha's highly recognizable draconid appearance, the scavengers and hunters hiding in the nearby swamps couldn't help but tremble in fear, and they all began to flee.
For native tribes like them, they were most afraid of dragon emissaries like the draconids.
Once a dragon emissary came to visit, it usually meant that a year or even several years of the tribe's wealth would go down the drain. These dragon emissaries were usually muscular and simple-minded, and they didn't have any intuitive concept of numbers.
They wandered around their territories casually, ordering any tribe they encountered to hand over food, metal ores, magic gems, and all sorts of strange items … As for the quantity, it was just a random number they made up.
If it was just a thousand kilograms of dried meat, the extorted tribe might still be able to complete the task after tightening their belts. However, if the emissary casually said a thousand kilograms of magic gems, the extorted tribe wouldn't be able to gather such a terrifying amount even if they sold everything they had.
That was why trying their best to curry favor with the dragon emissaries was the only way for every tribe to survive. As for killing the dragon emissaries and rebelling against the tyranny of the dragon race, they only had to think about it. Once someone couldn't hold back and attacked the dragon emissaries, what awaited them would be the complete annihilation of the draconid army.
Draconid Zacha patrolled the hot and humid swamp with heavy footsteps.
In this sludge formed by the accumulation of decaying things, every time Zacha's sturdy lower limbs stepped on it, spots of mud and smelly black water would splatter. Within his line of sight, there were black puddles of various sizes and a hazy mist that lingered for a long time.
Places that were slightly further away were often shrouded in a veil-like mist, hazy and difficult to see clearly.
Suddenly returning to the plane where he grew up, the relief that came from the bottom of his heart made Zacha feel extremely happy. However, when he thought of the mission he shouldered, he couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart and walk with difficulty.
The Draconids, who had always regarded loyalty as their only creed, had never had traitors or betrayers. They would rather lose their lives than lose the glory and pride of being a Draconid.
However, as a Draconid slave under Lord Armes the Thunder Dragon, Zacha was gifted to a human wizard by his master. This unprecedented matter left him confused and bewildered.
Who was the person he was loyal to?
Was it the Lord Dragon Lord who gave him his bloodline? Or was it the human wizard who had signed a soul contract with him?
Zacha's soul was at a loss!
He was pondering and searching for an answer.
However, before he could find an answer, his new master had already sent him to this homeland that he yearned for even in his dreams.
Breathing in the turbid and dirty air here, Zacha still felt relaxed and relaxed even though the environment here was completely different from Lord Armes' territory.
After letting his heart relax a little, Zacha returned to the teleportation gate with heavy footsteps, and sent out the signal that 'everything is safe' as promised.
After waiting for another 15 minutes, ripples appeared on the light gate. The space ripples were so dense that they formed a sea, and a gigantic metal monster curled up and squeezed out of the narrow transmission space.
The body of the metal monster was too big compared to the ten-meter-tall teleportation gate.
Even though it had tried its best to shrink its body, twisting its metal shell into a soft octopus-like metal monster, it was still very difficult and painful to pass through the light gate.
If its huge body exerted too much force, it would break the void of the plane and attract violent void hurricanes.
Faintly discernible dimensional fragments densely surrounded the metal monster, constantly devouring its metal shell. Some huge dimensional cracks wandered around, and wherever they went, the metal monster's metal shell that was several meters thick was cut into pieces without any resistance.
But even though it was difficult to pass through the environment, the metal monster still squeezed into the inner part of Lance without hesitation.
Under Zacha's protection, it took the metal monster a full three hours to squeeze out of the crack in the teleportation gate.
This barbaric action caused indescribable damage to the metal monster.
Just the metal shell that was cut into pieces and devoured by the dimensional cracks took up more than 31% of its body.
When the metal monster dragged its battered body out of the light gate, the light gate finally shattered into fireflies all over the ground and completely disappeared.
In the next second, Gaz Rhuvi, Grim, Endor, Bliss, Dracula, Dana and the other wizards who were hiding in the metal monster could not help but let out a muffled groan at the same time. They all felt the endless malice of this world.
The suppression of the plane came uninvited!
Although the Lance Plane was a typical small plane among the thousands of planes, the mana aura here was very active. It was clearly a high-mana environment.
From this, it could be seen that after the dragons occupied this world, they had carefully changed the plane's laws, creating a near-perfect backyard for the dragons. Otherwise, with Lance's level, there was no way it could have such a strong mana presence.
As the main fighting force sent by the Crimson Family to Lance, the wizards, including Gaz Rhuvi, had suffered a serious decline in strength. Before they slowly adapted to the plane's laws, they could not provide much combat support.
However, the metal body controlled by Gaz Rhuvi was obviously not on the list of plane suppression.
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