The Rise Of The Mythical Warlords: Conquering the New World With SSR Castles.

CH-10

"It's easy that you conquer them, without a fight I envy you," said Armaros as he came carrying five dragons that were so large in size. Each dragon was about 35 meters long, an incredible size. How could Armaros take them to this place with their bodies so large? Of course, it was thanks to one of Armaros' skills, namely 'Teleport'.

This skill was a rare skill that allowed one to move from one place to another quickly. Although only a few people know about this skill, but Armaros has a special ability, provided that the user of this ability has been in the place he will go before.

Meanwhile, Dei who was still looking at the stream was shocked when Armaros suddenly appeared. As Dei turned his body around, he was greeted by the head of a monster, rather an enormous dragon head. The dragon's head was draining blood and had several horns that had been lost, but what made Dei even more shocked was not just one, but there were five dragons lying weakly on the ground as if they had been subjected to the cruel treatment of Armaros.

How could his subordinates be able to slaughter five dragons so quickly? Are SSR forces too strong? The thought continued to haunt Dei.

"Armaros, did you really manage to conquer them all?" dei asked Armaros, looking at Armaros's unharmed body and looking completely dustless. This is different from the five dragons that look battered and seriously injured.

"They... Five Guardians, why is it like this?" artemis shouted with confusion and obvious fear emanating from his face. As a native of the world, he understood the five dragons better than anyone there. Even the wolf tribe that Arioch had just conquered only had a limited understanding of the power of the five dragons.

"Emmm... How can I explain this to you, sir... In short, they didn't want to submit to you, so I decided to physically defeat them" Armaros said casually. After listening to Armaros explanation, Dei felt that Armaros was underestimating the combat power of the demon race. How could the dragon race, one of the strongest races, be defeated so easily by a single tier 6 demon? Although it is only a difference of one level, but the difference should not be that far.

But now it was not very important to think about that, the most important thing was how to heal these five dragons. After all, they were still potentially valuable subordinates to Dei.

Dei sighed and approached the five sprawled dragons. He was watching their wounds closely

"Good, Armaros. I want you to heal them completely, but don't stop there. I want to give them a second chance to live on the condition that they submit and be loyal to me" Dei said firmly.

Armaros nodded in understanding, understanding his master's intentions. "I will do it, Your Majesty. I will remove their wounds and heal them completely. However, the curse I will give will serve as a reminder to them that they must obey your orders and will never betray."

Dei pondered for a moment, thinking about the consequences of his plan. He understands that his actions may be considered cruel by some, but he sees them as necessary steps to keep his power and protect his kingdom.

"All right, do that. Heal them, curse them, and make sure they understand that they must not break my orders. However, we also need to give them a chance to prove their loyalty" Dei said firmly.

The werewolves who witnessed this incident were further amazed by Dei's strength and leadership. They admired how Dei's subordinates, like Armaros, were so submissive to Dei that he looked like a mediocre leader. The werewolves were astonished by this phenomenon, and they began to wonder about the true power that Dei possessed.

However, behind their admiration, the wolf tribe also felt bitter in their hearts. They felt a little depressed and afraid of the power that lay before them. Their simple thoughts about power and leadership faltered. They realize that true power is not just about physicality or status, but also about the ability to influence and inspire others.

The werewolf chieftain showed Dei respect and recognition for his firm leadership. He acknowledged that Dei was a leader who had the courage, decisiveness, and loyalty of his subordinates. This statement pointed to a significant change in attitude from the werewolf tribe that was initially skeptical of Dei.

"well, I never thought it would be like this, maybe our tribe's resurrection would start from here, we should show our usefulness , the one who can occupy this forbidden land is definitely not an indiscriminate person maybe he has more powerful people behind him "said one man with a stocky body with a rogue look coupled with a gun incision scar on his neck , this person had pretty good brown hair coupled with the golden wolf tattoo he had in his hand that looked striking compared to the others.

it was a while before Arioch conquered this wolf tribe.

in the lush forest with shrubs was seen a group of silhouettes that seemed to gather like discussing something, so the group of silhouettes were the group of demon race men brought by Arioch who was assigned Dei .

"you split up if anything suspicious immediately report to me, try not to die "command Arioch to a group of demon men .

without saying much more they immediately split through the bush of course Arioch still remains in his place standing waiting for his subordinates to report the things they found .

meanwhile, somewhere, a man with horns on his head, even with bat wings on his back, flew over the thick leaves as if he was looking for something important for him

, a few meters away from the winged man in flight was a group of humans oh no more precisely a race of unknown creatures gathered together if they were to be numbered quite a lot of about 200 people .

meanwhile, the group of races that are still unknown from the outside they look like humans, but what makes them wonder is that they eat raw meat that is quite interesting for the horned man who still flies at high altitude.