Chapter 792 - 440: Population Migration, Two Lords

Chapter 792: Chapter 440: Population Migration, Two Lords

Time flows like a fierce wind, carrying messages of dust, sand, and change, rushing forward relentlessly.

Unknowingly, the stifling heat of late summer and early autumn fades from the air, replaced by an increasingly pronounced coolness.

In the border region near the northern Eternal Frost Tundra, delicate and white snowflakes have begun to drift down from the overcast sky, quietly cloaking the earth in a pure silver dress.

Yet in more parts of the Sel Wilderness, the scene remains bustling and thriving.

The outlines of newly planned cities, according to grand blueprints, are growing fuller, with towering city walls rising from the ground; along the winding and twisting borderlines, fortresses and watch towers are sprouting continuously like bamboo shoots after the rain, constructing an initial defense network; and the road system connecting the kingdom’s territories is like a bloodstream extending unceasingly, sending vitality to every corner of the wilderness.

The framework of the Ola Kingdom is rapidly being filled with flesh and blood, appearing increasingly grand and orderly.

At the same time, it is just as many farsighted wise beings had foreseen.

When a new order, powerful, stable, and demonstrating astonishing potential for development, rises in this once chaotic wilderness, the flow of the surrounding population is bound to change accordingly.

As the prestige of the Ola Kingdom and the Red Iron Dragon Emperor grows stronger.

Especially with the battle record of "the Red Iron Dragon Emperor against four, counter-killing four legendary figures of the Dragon Worship Cult," which spread far and wide through word of mouth, exaggerated day by day.

Many wise beings who once hesitated and wavered could no longer suppress the impulse within their hearts.

Thus, a vast wave of migration erupted.

Numerous species of wise beings, including alone acting powerful individuals and tribes or groups of considerable scale, surged like tides from the border areas of the Southern Countries adjacent to the Sel Wilderness and the vast and mysterious mountain forests, finally converging and flowing toward the rising Ola Kingdom.

Among this migration current are some powerful races of wise demon creatures.

For instance, a rather large group of griffins left their ancestral steep peaks and cliff nests, traversing thousands of miles, arriving under the vast sky of the wilderness.

They flocked together, with wings connected like moving dark clouds hovering swiftly across the sky.

Ultimately, accompanied by resonant eagle calls and lion roars, they landed within a mountainous territory designated for them.

Due to the importance of this power, Iron Dragon Solrog personally met with these griffins from afar.

They possess sharp eyes, sharp eagle beaks, eagle-like heads, and fierce limbs with powerful bodies akin to lions, along with large wings layered with feathers... All these features collectively outline the mighty form of the griffin.

Among this group of griffins, the one at the forefront is notably larger than its kin.

Even more striking are the elongated feathers at the edges of its wings that gleam with a metallic golden sheen under the sunlight.

This is a rare and particularly noble bloodline within the griffin species.

—— Golden Feathered Griffin, possessing the potential to enter the Legendary Domain.

"Honorable Prince of War, we heard of the great renown of the Ola Kingdom and the Red Iron Dragon Emperor, and we are deeply admiring, thus we traversed mountains and rivers to seek refuge with our entire tribe and request the kingdom’s acceptance."

The Golden Feathered Griffin bowed its eagle head and spoke in a clear and fluent common language.

Solrog’s gaze, steady and sharp, fell upon the Golden Feathered Griffin leader, scrutinizing this formidable demon creature whose size and life level surpassed his own.

His decision to meet them personally stemmed not only from the griffins’ significant number, marking them as an indomitable force, but also due to the leader individual’s own strength.

This leader’s life level had reached at least level nineteen, possibly even level twenty.

Just below Legendary.

"Before coming to the Ola Kingdom, given your strength and the size of your tribe, you must have been a demon lord ruling a territory."

Iron Dragon Solrog slowly spoke, "Now, look into my eyes and tell me the real reason."

"Why abandon your long-established territory and position, traveling thousands of miles to a country still unfamiliar to you? Do not deflect me with those empty phrases of reverence for the Giant Dragon Kingdom."

As he spoke, the dragon’s eyes glowed with spiritual energy.

His gaze was penetrating, seemingly able to pierce through the body and look directly into the soul.

Under the scrutiny of the dragon’s gaze, the Golden Feathered Griffin fell silent for a moment, as if organizing its thoughts or weighing pros and cons.

A few seconds later, it spoke again: "You are right, honorable prince, I indeed was once a lord of a region."

"And the reason I chose to leave is because besides power, my wisdom surpasses most of my kin."

"This wisdom allows me to comprehend the situation, but also brings me more troubles and a sense of helplessness."

"Previously, we inhabited a mountain in the Theo Kingdom for generations, held our own hunting grounds and airspace, which from the outside might have seemed impressive."

"But I am keenly aware that all of this is an illusion, a fragile facade."

"The humans of the Theo Kingdom permitted our existence and never truly sent legendary powerhouses to eradicate us, but it is definitely not out of kindness or inability."