Ember Dragon

"This is impossible! You have clearly been killed by me! Even the resurrection spell would not work so quickly."

Karen was filled with shock and anger, and pointed his sword at the familiar half-dragon, but soon he was surprised to find that the blood on the blade disappeared, and the headless corpse was nowhere to be seen.

After being killed, he immediately resurrected and even his body disappeared.

Karen couldn't help but think back to his own battles with demons. The same was true for those abyss demons. If they were killed in the material world, they would be called back to the Abyss and resurrected.

His throat moved, and he couldn't help asking: "What on earth are you!"

Iron Frenzy blurted out: "I am your father! You bastard, you actually took advantage of my unpreparedness to attack me from behind, how shameless!"

Then, with a smug smile on his face, he pulled out eight metal balls and held them all between his fingers.

"But this time, I've made all the necessary preparations. I spent thousands of experience points to buy a quick resurrection, so I can't waste this opportunity.

So—die, birdman!"

Steel Frenzy roared with confidence and threw all the metal balls in his hand. With ripples in space and circling arcs of electricity, the metal balls suddenly unfolded in the air.

Seven of the metal balls released floating turrets, armed robots, combat mechanical hounds and other war machines developed by the Mechanicus, which surrounded the Angels.

Finally, the metal ball released a huge arcane armor nearly ten meters high. The Iron Frenzy leaped into the cockpit, laughing wildly, and a noisy mechanical voice sounded: "Birdman, are you scared?
Hahaha, ignorant primitive man, tremble under the mechanical iron fist of the God of All Machines!"

Karen looked calmly at the machinery around him and said softly, "What exquisite magical devices, but they are just some clever toys."

"Toys? Stupid natives, then I'll let you see how powerful they are!" Iron Frenzy shouted unconvinced, and then pressed the button.

Suddenly, the electromagnetic cannon on the left arm of the arcane armor accumulated thunder with terrifying power. Along with the roar of the air exploding, a thick beam of lightning shot out from it and hit the angel god in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding floating artillery turrets poured out dense light bombs like raindrops and threw out terrifyingly powerful electromagnetic bombs, and the machine guns underneath continued to emit tongues of fire.

For a moment, light particle bullets, electromagnetic bombs, lightning beams, and combat machines surrounded the angels from all directions, like a dragnet, and the scene was quite spectacular.

However, Karen just slowly grasped the sword with both hands and thrust it into the ground.

"Shh-"

In an instant, a hemispherical shield composed of light spread out rapidly, blocking everything around it. Whether it was light bullets, lightning or bombs, all were completely destroyed.

Iron Frenzy stared with wide eyes at the angel god-descendant who drew his sword in the distance, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What the hell?"

The armed robot also swung the light blades on its arms and rushed forward, and the mechanical hound even flew into the air and rushed towards the angel god like a missile.

"Ouch——"

"Mortal, do you think that just because you killed my comrade by luck, you are qualified to challenge a true descendant of God?"

Karen sneered, without even turning his head, and just swung the sword at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Buzz-boom!"

A flash of white blade light appeared, as if cutting the air apart. The surrounding robots and mechanical hounds were all split in half and exploded in mid-air.

"No, this birdman is a little too strong."

Looking at the machine that was easily chopped to pieces, and gazing at the three question marks above the Angel's head, Iron Frenzy had a bad feeling in his heart.

Because he couldn't see the information, Iron Tide knew that the opponent's challenge level was at least 15, or even higher.

But he had just killed a level 15 angel by chance, and was at a stage where his self-confidence was overflowing. Iron Frenzy believed that the mechanical creation in his hands could make up for the difference of only five levels.

But Iron Frenzy didn't know that the opponent's challenge level was 21, which was 10 levels higher than his. The gap between them was simply a world of difference.

As the Marquis of Holy Fadlan, Karen is also an absolute leader among the descendants of angels. He reached the legendary level when he ascended decades ago, and even reached the peak of the legendary level at one point.

Even though Marquis Karen gradually weakened and lost a lot of power after the collapse of Holy Fadlan, he was still an absolute legendary strongman, an existence that ordinary mortals could never reach.

Iron Frenzy looked at the angel god-descendant walking towards him step by step, and pressed the "Emergency Protection" button with trembling hands.

"Shh-"

A barrier flickering with faint light and arcs appeared in front of him, completely wrapping up the arcane mecha.

This barrier was enough to block the fifth-ring spells, but it did not bring any safety to the Iron Frenzy - because the angel god had already flapped its wings and risen high into the sky, and the long sword in its hand also released a dazzling light.

"boom!"

A golden-red pillar of fire dropped from the sky, instantly piercing through the barrier and running through the entire arcane mecha.

"My armor—"

The steel frenzy in the cockpit didn't even have time to finish wailing before it was reduced to ashes by the pillar of fire, leaving not even a trace of residue.

"Infinite resurrection.
Even those powerful gods can't do this easily. Who are these guys?"

Karen looked down at the pile of charred scrap metal expressionlessly. He knew that things were not over yet and the other party would probably be resurrected again soon.

——Because he only saw from the man’s eyes the pain over the destruction of his equipment, but did not see the desire to survive.

Then, Karen looked at the increasingly chaotic battlefield. Those guys covered with dragon scales were madly slaughtering the coalition soldiers and tearing holes in the positions.

What's even more hateful is that facing the Allied soldiers who were fighting to the death to defend their homes and were worthy of everyone's admiration, these evil dragon followers turned the battle into a game and even performed extremely insulting acts.

"Thorn-"

There was only a crisp sound, blood splattered everywhere, and the Dragon Scale Monk laughed wildly, tearing a terrified coalition soldier in half.
He ignored the blood on his face and continued to mutter: "The operations in those TV dramas can really be realized! As long as the power is strong enough, you can tear a person in half!"

"Fuck, that's awesome, I'll try it later."

"Asshole, leave me some points, stop it, you're almost killing all the coalition soldiers nearby!"

"Can't you change the area? There are tens of thousands of soldiers here, and you want to snatch this from me, right? Get lost."

Watching their horrific behavior and listening to their reckless conversation, the angel god-descendant clenched his sword and cursed angrily: "Damn evil dragon followers, they are humiliating our soldiers!"

"Shh-"

Karen spread his wings, his eyes blazing with fire, and turned into a shadow, swooping down in the direction of the Dragon Scale Monk.

At this moment, a fire dragon rose into the sky and attacked rapidly, wrapping around the body of the angel, forcing him to flap his wings and dodge.

"Fadlander, your opponent is me." Ashes were flying and the might of dragon was everywhere.

I saw a girl with a dragon horn on her forehead floating in the air, her long red hair dancing in the air, and extremely broad dragon wings spreading behind her, which did not quite match her slender and tall figure.

Her face was bright, with fire flickering in her golden vertical pupils, revealing an unusual indifference and murderous intent - like a hunter staring at his prey.

This is none other than Misha, the Dragonblood Marquis of the Burning Cinders Empire, the master of the Tower of Hellfire, and the chief Dragon Bond Warlock.

Karen narrowed his eyes and stared at the delicate-looking girl, feeling the unimaginable and powerful energy contained in that slender body.

He clearly saw a proud red dragon spreading its wings and roaring!
Karen sneered and whispered, "I was just wondering how a young girl who is only twenty years old can have such an aura."

The next moment, he suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze was stern, and he shouted: "It turned out to be an evil dragon in human skin!"

The angel god flapped his wings, stirring up a violent gust of wind, then stabbed forward with his divine sword, tearing through the air, and swooped down towards Misha with monstrous flames.

"The Self-Righteous Fadlanders"

Misha was not afraid at all. She flapped her dragon wings, hovered in the air and stretched out her hand, aiming at the angel god in the distance.

Suddenly, scales appeared on the cheeks and forehead of the Dragon Fire Girl, flames and thick smoke surrounded her body, and her palms were accumulating energy as hot as the sun.

At this moment, compared to the swooping angel god, Misha looked more like a follower of the Sun God.

"boom--"

The energy that had been accumulated for so long poured out, and a pillar of scorching fire instantly cut through the sky, tearing a red wound on the sky, and attacked the angel god.

The heat waves generated by the high temperature caused the air to twist and burst, and even the surrounding sky was dyed golden red.

Karen frowned, and suddenly flapped his wings, climbing upward at an extremely fast speed, almost vertically to the ground, and narrowly avoided the bombardment of the pillar of fire.

The angel took advantage of the moment when Misha released the Dragon Breath Technique and flew through the sky again, swinging the sword in his hand at an unimaginable speed.

"Shh-"

The long sword broke through the air, but there was no sense of reality. Karen's expression suddenly changed. It turned out that what he hit was just an illusion made of fire, and the real Misha had been teleported behind him.

Several fireballs broke through the air along the flight path of the angel god, causing violent explosions and charred feathers falling from the sky.

Soon, several more flame portals appeared in the air, and Dragon Contract Warlocks flew out of them one by one and besieged Karen.

There was a dazzling explosion in the sky, brilliant flames spanning hundreds of meters, a fire dragon roaring into the sky, and scorching air waves disturbing the clouds. And those two figures were shuttling back and forth among them at high speed, making it a dazzling sight.

"boom!"

The roar was so earth-shaking that the coalition forces on the ground involuntarily raised their heads and focused their gazes on the sky.

This was a battle between powerful legends. It was no exaggeration to say it was a natural disaster. Even the aftermath of the battle was enough to easily destroy mortal soldiers.

The former Burning Empire was extremely short of mid- and high-level forces. When faced with legendary enemies, it could only be dealt with by Emperor Cassius himself.

Today, the Burning Empire, which has completely absorbed the Anzeta Wasteland and owns many colonies in other dimensions, is powerful enough, and the imperial army can compete with the once famous Angel God Legion.

The battle in the sky was still fierce, with raging clouds of fire constantly rolling. More imperial dragon-blood nobles and celestial creatures joined the battle, while above the earth, another group of special players began to advance.

A pungent, choking smell filled the air, and hellfire burst out from the cracks in the ground, accompanied by noisy, loud shouts.

"Fuck, you're so ugly, like a giant."

"What do you know? This is called the incarnation of the bloated demon. You're almost the same. Compared to your strength, your looks are nothing!"

"This little chic is really good-looking. You know what, after looking at it for a long time, it is quite pretty. I want to..."

"A person's XP can be connected to the earth, but not to the earth palace. No, it should be connected to hell!"

"The devil in my head said that if I offer him the soul of an angel god, he can help me get a lust demon!"

"Really? This time we have to strike hard!"

These players were surrounded by a dark, evil aura, with twisted blood-red runes engraved on their exposed skin and ragged, broken bat wings growing from their backs.

The appearances of these players are also varied. Some look like bloated, stitched-up fat men; some look like beautiful and seductive women; and some hold steel forks and have red skin, the most classic devil image.
They are the players who have signed a contract with the devil, and are officially called the "Burning Hell Legion" by the Empire.

These players, who were no different from demons, rushed into the coalition positions with strange cries, bringing about a complete disaster.

They burned the coalition's positions with hellfire, cut off soldiers' arms and thighs with machetes, used barbed chains to pierce soldiers' bodies like sieves, pierced soldiers' hearts with coccyx-like thorns, and some even used their charm abilities to make large numbers of soldiers lose their minds.
Players have the abilities of the devil, but they are far more chaotic and disorderly than the devil, and their use of their abilities is more imaginative.

After tens of thousands of Hell Warriors joined the battle, the balance of victory was completely tilted.

On the front battlefield, artillery fire continued, while steel behemoths and dragon-scale monks violently tore at the defense line. The imperial infantry behind them methodically advanced the front line, divided and encircled, and wiped out the coalition forces in an organized manner.

The Burning Empire's small armies, including the Hell Legion, the Undead Legion, and the Fire Elemental Legion, launched frantic attacks on the weak points of the long battle line, bringing fear and panic to the enemy.

"boom!"

Another shell fell rapidly towards the city of Collins and exploded in mid-air, but was blocked by the light curtain created by the Arcane Legion.

Standing on the top of Collins Tower, Walter overlooked the entire battlefield. He saw the continuous explosions, the angels falling from the sky, and the retreating coalition officers and soldiers.
The former "Wing of Fadlan" frowned and sighed softly.

"The blood of a giant dragon, weapons of terrifying power, and even a contract from hell. I never thought that in just ten years, the military strength of the Burning Embers Empire has developed to this point."

Beside him, the golden dragon that was also perched on the city wall flapped its wings and said anxiously, "Duke Walter, it's time to take action! The coalition forces can no longer withstand the attack of the Burning Cinders Legion!"

"No, Sir Titus."

Walter shook his head firmly and refused: "I know you are eager to help the coalition forces, but compared to the Burning Embers Legion, their emperor - the red dragon is the biggest threat.

I believe you can see that this red dragon is not only brutal and powerful, but also as cunning and deceitful as a venomous snake. We must not take the initiative to attack before he shows up."

Titus' voice was agitated as he retorted, "Are we going to watch the coalition forces being destroyed and these unscrupulous villains turning North Ethel into scorched earth?"

At this moment, the golden dragon looked extremely anxious, even the whiskers around its mouth were stretched out. He paced back and forth, causing the city walls to shake.

"No, Sir Titus, just as you said, the endless night will eventually dawn, and justice and order will eventually prevail."

Duke Walter raised his head and looked towards the end of the horizon, towards the rolling hills. His golden eyes shone with a firm light.

At this point, he has no way out. (End of this chapter)