In this world where dragon riders are the most powerful force, the deterrent power of dragons is unparalleled.

When the white dragon Claude, with a wingspan of over 100 meters, appeared, the war had actually come to an end.

No one would be foolish enough to think they could be a match for this ridiculously large platinum dragon.

The remaining soldiers quickly lost their will to fight and surrendered one after another.

Soon, Robb Stark, commander-in-chief of the Eastern Front, led his troops into Blastforge in the northeast of the Flame Territory.

Li Yun stood on the city wall of Gaolu Fort, looking at the battlefield being cleared in front of him and sighed with some disappointment.

"I thought the Flame Guild would show up to support us... Alas, my fishing trip was in vain!"

"Haha, Your Highness, didn't you expect this?" Rob walked over with the direwolf helmet between his legs and said with a smile, "Olov said that dragon riders are all dragon lovers. The fire dragon of the Fire Duke is about to lay dragon eggs. How could he leave at this time?"

As he spoke, Robert stopped beside Li Yun, looked at the battlefield ruins outside the city wall and said proudly: "Besides, there is no need for Your Highness to personally take action against these ignorant natives!"

Li Yun glanced at him and shook his head, saying, "If I take action, fewer of you will die."

Robert smiled and said, "Your Highness is merciful, but since it is a war, there will be casualties. As the vanguards under the Queen, we are much luckier than most people in this world. Even after death, we will enter the kingdom of God of Your Majesty. What is there to be afraid of?"

As he spoke, Robert patted Li Yun on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Moreover, the difference in combat power between the enemy and us is huge. We defeated the Flame Leader's 200,000 troops with only a thousand casualties and a hundred deaths. This is already an extremely exaggerated victory!"

Li Yun naturally understood what Robert meant.

If the Targaryen dynasty wants to occupy the world, it will inevitably have to start a war.

And in war, there will inevitably be casualties.

Li Yun couldn't say he was very close to Daenerys's army, but he instinctively wanted to protect their lives.

But he can't stay here forever, and Daenerys can't perfectly protect every one of her believers.

If they want to sweep across the Holy Dragon Continent and become a powerful army to intimidate the world for the Queen, they still have to rely on themselves.

Thinking of this, Li Yun changed the subject and said, "I heard that the fire dragons in this world are famous for their size and ferocity?"

Robert nodded slightly, his expression solemn, and said, "According to the captured soldiers, the Fire Duke's fire dragon is seventy meters long, and its wingspan is over a hundred meters, which is about the same as the white dragon, His Majesty Claude."

"That's really not small!"

Li Yun nodded, then pushed off his feet and soared into the sky.

Only a few words were left in reply on the top of the city wall.

"You stay here to rest the army, I'm going to go meet the fire dragon!"

Looking at Li Yun's back as he flew high into the sky, Robert opened his mouth and a helpless smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Your Highness...you are trying to steal my military merits!"

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Dragon Claw Territory, Dragon Valley City, in the Mage Tower in the south of the city.

The tall girl with soft blonde hair opened her eyes and looked thoughtfully at the colorful lights in front of her.

In her perception, these colorful lights gathered and dispersed in the air like flowing water, as if they were moving unconsciously.

And when the blonde girl tried to capture these lights with her mental power, they were like water that had finally found a flood outlet. They rushed into her body frantically and were quickly transformed into energy under the influence of some force.

"Is this the element and magic?"

Fana muttered to herself thoughtfully as she sensed the process of elements transforming into magic power.

In front of her, three eighth-level magicians looked numbly at the natural elements rushing around them.

God knows what they went through in these five hours...

This seemingly young blonde girl in front of them, after they finished explaining the basics of how to sense magic, opened the magic eye that only the top geniuses can possess in just three seconds.

Afterwards, right under their noses, he was promoted from scratch to a third-level magician in just five hours.

You know, when they were in the magic academy, it took them a year of training before they could barely advance to the third level.

And the little girl in front of him not only advanced to level three in a short period of time, she is even a four-element magician of earth, fire, wind and water!

In addition, another black-haired boy with a slightly paler complexion was not much behind.

His physique was clearly that of a genius in the dark element, and as soon as he learned how to absorb the elements and transform them into magic power, he caused an elemental riot within a radius of a thousand meters.

Countless cold dark elements gathered from all directions, causing the temperature of the entire Mage Tower to drop below zero degrees, and almost triggered the Mage Tower's autonomous defense mechanism.

Now, the young man has surpassed the blonde girl and is ahead of the latter in becoming a fourth-level dark magician.

When the two were first promoted to first-level magician, they were a little surprised. Later, when they were promoted to second level, they were even more shocked. But when they were promoted to third and even fourth level, they just felt numb.

After a while, Fana was successfully promoted to a fourth-level magician.

Ander next to him had even reached the peak of level four and was beginning to strive to become a level five magician.

Fag Byrne, who was also a dark mage, looked at Ander who was wrapped in layers of darkness and shadows, and subconsciously spoke to teach him how to break through the bottleneck of a fifth-level mage.

Not long after, Ander's body shook, and the magical fluctuations he emitted instantly broke through the bottleneck.

The corner of Fag's mouth twitched, and he looked numbly at the talented young man in front of him whose talent was hard to describe in words.

And Ander seemed to have sensed Fag's gaze, and he immediately opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Don't be surprised. Fana and I have learned many other systems of magic, and my mental strength is far beyond what you call a ninth-level magician."

"In other words, we are max-leveling our main character to practice our secondary character. This kind of progress is really nothing."

Having said that, Ander seemed to want to prove his words, so he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"The flames are blazing!"

"call!"

In an instant, raging flames rose from his fingertips.

Fag and the other two eighth-level magicians suddenly widened their eyes, as if they had seen something incredible, and stared at the flames coming out of Ander's fingertips in shock.

“This…you…this…”

"How did you do that?!"

After some incoherent hemming and hawing, the three of them finally managed to utter these words with red faces.

Ander was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "How did you do that?"

"Flame, flame!" Fag said excitedly, "You are a dark magician, how can you use fire spells?"

"…Why not?"

Ander frowned and explained, "The essence of magic is chaos. If it can be transformed into the dark element, it can naturally be transformed into other elements. I specialize in the dark element because I have the highest affinity with this element!"

At this point, Ander paused and asked in surprise: "Why, you can't do it?"

Hearing Ander's words, Fana next to him also opened her eyes and looked at the three people in surprise.

The three eighth-level magicians looked at each other strangely, and then, as if they had made some decision, they knelt on one knee in front of the two men.

"Sage Ander, please allow me, Fag Byrne from the Byrne family, to follow you as a servant in exploring the truth of magic!"

Fag knelt on one knee, looking at the black-haired boy with a fanatical and devout look.

The two eighth-level magicians next to them also gave their names and looked at Fana with fiery eyes, wanting to follow her.

"Wait, Sage? What is that?"

Ander couldn't help but ask the question in his mind.

Fag explained without hesitation: "The lord who broke through the ninth level limit and was promoted to a legendary magician is called a sage by us, the younger generation... Lord Ande, you have the potential to be a sage. I am willing to follow you and explore the path of truth with you!"

The two eighth-level magicians, a man and a woman, nearby also responded.

It's just that they took a fancy to Fana, thinking that Fana, who possessed four-element talents, could go further.

Facing the fanatical gazes of the three people, Ander and Fana could not help but look at each other.

Fana shook her head and said, "After all, you are Sister Dany's people now. If you want to follow us, you still need to get Sister's consent first."

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"Of course I agree."

In the hall, Daenerys smiled and said: "These magicians are unruly people. The reason they are willing to join the Targaryen is just because they don't care who rules!"

"But you two are different. As representatives of the highest level of magic in the Alliance, you are the best learners in the universe. Your talent, vision and knowledge are much better than these ignorant native mages. I know that you will definitely conquer them!"

As she spoke, Daenerys lowered her voice and said, "I have learned that behind these three people, there is a secret academic organization. They only recruit high-level magicians above level seven. Their influence is so great that it covers the entire Holy Dragon Continent."

"These people only want to explore the truth and break through the nine-level limit of magicians since ancient times."

"Any physical conquest and threats are meaningless to them."

"So, I would like to entrust you to conquer them on the spiritual and magical levels..."

Hearing Daenerys' words, Ander and Fana couldn't help but look at each other.

Fana said helplessly: "It seems that my sister has already planned it out."

Daenerys laughed and said, "How can this be called calculation? It's just mutual benefit and win-win!"

Ander smiled and said, "Sister Dany should have thought about where we should go, right?"

Daenerys smiled and said, "In the southwest, the Lord of the Mountain Bronze Territory is a ninth-level mage. I have deployed the least troops there, so you and your army of the undead can fill in."

"The three eighth-level magicians and my collection of magic books are given to you."

"I won't take a penny from the attack on the Orichalcum Territory. I only want the population, minerals, and land..."

Ander and Fana looked at each other, then smiled and stretched out a hand: "Happy cooperation!"