The next day, heavy snow fell and a bitter wind howled, enveloping the entire Ruined Land in a white blanket.
"Crack, crack." The sound of ice cracking echoed in the sky as snowflakes danced, forming beautiful arcs.
Scouts from the three major empires of Bimong, Incubus, and Witch Country arrived near the Gate of Interactions and began their exploration of the area.
The first to arrive near the Gate of Interactions were the scouts from the Incubus tribe. They wore light armor, wielded giant swords, and had a vigilant expression on their faces as they cautiously approached the gate.
"Captain, there is nothing unusual in this area, just a few bodies." An Incubus soldier reported to their scout captain, Les.
Les furrowed his brow upon hearing the report and then spoke, "Continue to search ahead and see how many enemy soldiers are hiding nearby."
"Yes, sir." The Incubus soldier responded and continued to move towards the gate.
As the Incubus soldiers entered the passage of the Gate of Interactions, they noticed that the walls had burn marks, indicating a severe explosion had occurred.
"Captain, there are no traces of surviving enemy soldiers in the vicinity." At that moment, another Incubus soldier arrived by Les' side and reported.
Les furrowed his brow slightly and scanned his surroundings, thinking to himself, "It seems that the vampires did enter the Gate of Interactions, but why is there no trace of them at all?"
A pensive look appeared on Les' face. Could it be that the vampires had killed everyone and fled?
But that was not entirely possible. After all, it was unlikely for the vampires to challenge the combined forces of the five nations with just one country's strength.
With this in mind, Les ordered, "Retreat!"
"Yes, sir!" All the Incubus soldiers shouted in unison, then quickly retreated, covering up any traces in the area.
After the Incubus legion left the Gate of Interactions, the remaining reconnaissance forces from the three nations arrived one after another. The final conclusion was the same as the Incubus army's findings.
The three armies searched different areas for traces of the vampires but found nothing.
No one could have imagined that these "vampires" had openly stationed themselves on the border of the Winged Man nation, let alone that they were the black-armored demons led by the Demon Emperor a million years ago.
Back then, the Demon Emperor and his black-armored demons had almost completely wiped out the entire Ruined Land continent. If it weren't for certain unforeseen circumstances, the Demon Emperor might have exterminated all creatures on the Ruined Land continent.
...
At the border city of the Winged Man nation.
The children here no longer needed to carry tools like shovels and hoes to mine. Instead, they gathered in ten old houses.
Although these houses were dilapidated, they provided shelter from the wind and rain. Plus, each room had a Fire Rune arranged by Iris, ensuring warmth for these children.
These houses served as classrooms, with each house having a teacher responsible for teaching the children language, magic, and various knowledge.
"Children, today I will teach you some basic knowledge of language and magic. These things are easy to learn, and if you study diligently, I believe it won't take long for you to master them." A female demon in black armor spoke in a gentle voice, teaching the children.
"Yes!" Numerous winged men nodded, their eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.
Due to the hierarchical system, these children could not have access to any knowledge and could only follow their parents to do manual labor. Even though even these lower-level winged men had unparalleled talent, they still needed to toil like their elders.
Buried in the wilderness for a lifetime, never seeing the world of light, this is the sorrow of all winged men subjected to the hierarchical system.
But now, these winged men are filled with hope. They not only can learn the knowledge they have longed for, but also receive a good education. This is undoubtedly the change brought about by their belief in the Great White Dragon.
A silent revolution quietly begins here.
And our mastermind is now standing by a snowy field, holding a platinum flame in Iris's hand. She is depicting a magic circle on a stone next to the field.
"Mother, I want to go back to sleep," Baixi rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned.
"Go back to sleep?" Iris's mouth twitched twice upon hearing this, then she said, "You, as the ancient behemoth revered by the common winged men, how can you be so lazy?"
Baixi pouted, saying, "Mother, I'm still a child. You can't treat me like this."
Iris rolled her eyes at his words and said, "If you want to sleep, sleep in the snow. In any case, you must stay by my side and not leave my field of vision."
"Mother, what about if I need to use the bathroom?" Baixi's eyes rolled around playfully, trying to act cute.
"I will accompany you to the restroom and watch you until you finish," Iris gave a look that said, "dare to resist and see what happens."
"Mother, you're so mean," Baixi glared at Iris with a puffed-up expression, but didn't dare to defy her will.
Seeing that Baixi was obedient, Iris continued to depict the magic circle.
Baixi could only stare at Iris, not daring to object, and could only squat on the ground feeling aggrieved.
After a while, the magic circle Iris was depicting was almost complete. She stretched lazily, patted her arms, and flexed her muscles, saying, "Finished!"
Then, Iris lightly stepped on the ground with her right foot, and blue veins began to spread from her foot to the surroundings, like blue waves, rippling with layers of ripples.
Iris extended her left hand and drew a mysterious trajectory in the air. With a gentle tap, a powerful heat was released from the magic circle.
This heat continuously radiated to the surroundings, instantly turning the snow covering the farmland into a mist of water that spread in all directions.
Soon, the frost on the farmland evaporated, and the temperature above the farmland became as hot as summer.
This was a spell created by the ancestors of the Blood Clan. It could make crops mature in just one month after planting. It must be said that the wisdom of the ancestors of the Blood Clan was truly extraordinary to create such a perfect magic circle.
"Baixi, let's notify Beezelbub to lead the Black Armored Demons to come and sow," Iris said.
Baixi did not respond to Iris, but lay down and fell asleep next to a stone.
Seeing this, Iris shook her head and walked up to him, using her hands to hold Baixi's bent legs and back, carrying him in her arms, and walked slowly towards the bedroom.
"It seems like Baixi is really tired, or else he wouldn't fall asleep on a rock like that," murmured Iris as she carried Baixi and continued walking.
Soon, Iris returned to the bedroom and placed Baixi on the bed. Then, she found Beezelbub and instructed him to take the Black Armored Demon to sow seeds.
Upon hearing this, Beezelbub respectfully said, "Yes, ma'am!"
Having said that, Beezelbub bowed and led some Black Armored Demons to the farmland for planting.
...
Disguised as a winged man, Ahri followed the border civilians into the mine to extract ore. She glanced around at the fellow civilians entering the mine.
Their faces were filled with exhaustion and numbness, but their eyes revealed a anticipation for the future, perhaps due to the arrival of the White Dragon.
Ahri could see their thoughts through their facial expressions. A gleam flashed in her eyes as she thought to herself, "A transformation is about to begin..."
Then, Ahri began her excavation task, occasionally spreading sentiments of hostility towards the higher-ranking winged men, resonating with others.
In doing so, if these border winged men were to receive the blessings of the White Dragon, they would surely worship it as a deity, dedicating their lives until the end.
Qizhou assisted winged men civilians over the age of ten in awakening magic, while Shizhi taught winged men in their twenties how to fight and kill enemies with a single strike...
