"Alas! My father actually arranged for me to do such a simple thing. Doesn't this look down on me?"
The golden dragon lay on the pure white clouds, lazily looking down at the battlefield below. This was a war that was not of a large scale. Although the number of participating legions was small, they were all elite.
The most striking feature is that according to the enemy's standards, the members of our own legion are all extremely large creatures. Not to mention other things, their size alone can give people great psychological oppression.
"It's meaningless to lead such a war, and it doesn't use my intelligence at all."
The majestic dragon rolled on the cloud bed, making movements that were completely inconsistent with her appearance. Naturally, the outside world could not see their commander's gaffe.
In fact, on the battlefield, most of the leering giants and dragons just regarded this war as a vacation, mostly in a playful nature. The main reason was that their opponents were really vulnerable.
In a realm ruled by one god, the intelligent races there have little experience in dealing with large-scale wars. This is because the ruling gods do not allow large-scale wars.
And this resulted in that when the outside world invaded, races that had no experience in large-scale wars were forced into a state of being beaten after the war began.
After all, some things cannot be solved by simply being strong, but the most basic material dispatch and personnel allocation can affect the outcome of a war.
What's more, their top strength has no advantage at all when facing foreign invaders. To put it simply, they have been crushed in all aspects except quantity.
Although the battle with the wind is fun, after too many battles, neither the commander nor the giants or dragons at the grassroots level have much interest, because even if they win, there is no sense of accomplishment, and the dragons are just plundering wealth. Sometimes, it can fill the empty soul a little bit.
"Ah, I won again."
When she habitually closed her eyes and fell asleep for a while, when she opened them again, Tiffany was not surprised to see the legion she commanded was cleaning up the war. They were simply cleaning up the enemy's corpses, and no one came over to disturb her out of curiosity. Because it's not necessary.
"It's almost my turn."
The golden dragon entrenched in the sky opened its mouth and let out a big yawn without any image, then assumed the most majestic posture, and then fell towards the city that had been conquered below.
"Your Highness Tiffany!"
As soon as Tiffany moved, nine ancient dragons who had been sanctified by divine power immediately surrounded her, guarding her in the middle position and protecting her from any harm.
"What are you doing? Get out of the way." Seeing this familiar scene, Tiffany's eyes showed an unpleasant look.
"Your Highness, this is our duty." A giant red dragon looked at Tiffany, who was nearly three hundred meters long, and replied respectfully.
Although he has been trained in divine power, he is incomparable to a being like the Second Princess who was born with the qualifications to become a god. He is not a creature of the same level at all.
"Okay, okay, just go ahead and do what you have to do. I don't need your protection, and all of you together may not be my opponent."
Tiffany, who was as tall as a mountain, waved her paw impatiently. Although she knew that her status required ceremonial guards when traveling, she felt that she did not need them.
But no matter how impatient she was, these guard dragons had no intention of dispersing, and she also knew that this was her father's wish, and it was impossible to expel them by force.
"What a waste!"
The descendant of the Dragon King murmured, raised his paw, and touched the fixed star bead suspended between his dragon horns. Although there was only one, it was enough to protect her until she was in danger.
Project your power.
With a hint of dissatisfaction, the golden dragon descended into the city that had been conquered by force. Tiffany could clearly see the resentment and awe in the eyes of the remaining residents of the city, but she didn't care, and neither did her father.
Because the population of certain intelligent races that were willing to surrender to his father was severely overpopulated, and they just lacked enough land to support their people. If the creatures on these conquered lands were unwilling to abandon their beliefs, then death would be waiting for them.
There is no plan to spend a long time to influence them, because the time and resources invested are completely out of proportion to the harvest. In comparison, it is more convenient to expel the creatures who are unwilling to surrender and then replace them with ethnic groups who are willing to surrender.
A cost-effective approach.
It’s not that they are cold, nor that they are merciless, because the right to choose lies in the hands of these believers. If they are willing to abandon their faith, they will naturally be able to survive. If they are not willing and choose to fight, then death is waiting for them.
The whole city maintained an eerie quiet atmosphere, but Tiffany remained calm. She had seen similar situations many times after she entered this realm and presided over the war of faith. She was already used to it, and she knew what she should do next.
Under the nervous attention of believers throughout the city, the golden dragon descended over the temple, and then stretched out its claws to overturn the dome. In the desperate eyes of some fanatical believers, they saw the statue of the god they once believed in and worshiped.
After being captured from the temple by the dragon, he was crushed into powder.
During this process, no miracle occurred, and the scene of the desperate fight that the believers begged for did not appear. They just watched in despair as their former faith was ruthlessly shattered by outsiders.
The next moment, the sound of weeping began one after another in the city, and then gradually resounded throughout the city. Then some trivial riots occurred. After the statues were smashed, some believers lost their rational choices. In order to defend their beliefs, they chose to use their own
life as the price.
These riots were easily suppressed without any doubt, while the remaining creatures remained silent and watched everything silently.
"What an embarrassing scene."
Tiffany frowned at the smell of blood in the air. Naturally, she would not feel pity for beings with different shapes and huge differences in life levels.
I just lament the ignorance and short-sightedness of the people in this city, and feel that their self-destructive resistance is not worth it, because the god they believe in is not a god worthy of their lives, but a god who is willing to create natural disasters and create disasters for the sake of belief.
Monsters, ugly guys who fool them.
When the war of faith initially started, this god would send an incarnation to intervene, but when the war progressed to a certain level, he was not even willing to send out an incarnation.