Ember Dragon

Cassius spread out his wings that covered the sky and the sun, and looked down at the creatures below with his pale golden pupils.

Countless gazes, some of reverence and some of fear, were cast from bottom to top at this majestic dragon.

"Amaunator, above."

"Gods"

"It's His Majesty Cassius, it's His Majesty Cassius! This war is about to end!"

After a brief silence, accompanied by noisy discussions with varying emotions, everyone gradually saw the true face of the Burning Emperor.

I saw this red dragon, which was more than 50 meters long, with the sun on its back. Its huge body was outlined by the sunlight, and the edges of its silhouette seemed to be coated with a layer of gold.

The red dragon flapped its wings slowly, and every time it flapped its wings, dragon flames poured out. Scorching heat waves swept across the sky, dyeing half of the sky orange-red.

The most eye-catching thing is the dragon crystal on its chest, which releases a dazzling light, like a second sun in the sky, even dimly covering the sunlight in the distance.

Ironically, judging from appearance alone, compared to the angel descendants of North Ethel, this Burning Emperor is more qualified to be called the incarnation of the Sun God.

"Lord of eternal glory, God of shining golden light, respected God of law and the sun, please bless me to defeat my enemies."

After seeing the true face of the Burning Emperor, Duke Walter's heart sank to the bottom. He gave up all hope in his heart and prayed silently.

Although not as exaggerated as the illusion just now, the length of this red dragon is definitely fifty meters. It is real and there is no falsehood at all.

What does it mean to have a fifty-meter-long dragon?
Even the ancient golden dragon that lived in Mercuria, the famous Gilded Sage and Archon of the Golden Dragon Council, Crassus, whom he had met last time, was only more than thirty meters in size, and could be considered petite compared to this red dragon.

In the material plane, ancient dragons are already extremely rare. They sleep all year round and almost never show up. What's more, the monsters in the distance are far more numerous than ancient dragons.

This time, the enemy he has to face is likely to be the most powerful dragon that has appeared on the continent of Feanso since the Third Age.

Walter looked up at the sky, exhaled deeply, and there was a firm light in his eyes. It was obvious that he had the belief and determination to die.

"This this"

Looking at the red dragon in the distance, the great wizard Zalan standing on the city wall took a breath of cold air, and then spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Just now, he was just using the True Sight to explore out of habit, and he was hit by an unimaginable shock, as if an illusory dragon was roaring and rushing towards him, tearing his spirit into pieces with its sharp fangs.

“Mystra above!
This red dragon is a spellcaster above the legendary level. He is an existence that has touched the root!"

Zalan screamed silently in his heart, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with trembling hands.

His legs were shaking and he could hardly stand. He felt extremely helpless. The true power of this red dragon was far beyond the information given by the City of All Laws.

Under the gaze of countless people, Cassius flapped his wings and flew forward accompanied by the scorching gale. The terrifying dragon power descended and permeated the entire battlefield.

The red dragon at this moment is a moving disaster.

Under the terrifying pressure of doomsday, the coalition soldiers, who had already been devastated by the war, finally collapsed completely and dropped their weapons with a clang.

"This, what kind of monster is this!"

"Gods, this is not an enemy we can defeat! Demons, explosions, dragons, inexplicable deaths, damn it, I've had enough of all this, I want to leave here!"

The soldiers of the Allied Forces either fled frantically towards the city of Collins, or knelt on the ground, and some even fainted on the spot, treating this brutal war as a nightmare.

Cassius in the sky finally opened his mouth slowly, and a heavy voice came out of his throat: "Ignorant humans, the situation is so clear, the defeat of the coalition forces is an inevitable trend, don't you give up resistance?
Do you really want to sacrifice your lives for the illusion of the Fadlan Empire and the selfish desires of a few divine nobles?
Face the reality, Holy Fadlan has long been destroyed, and North Ethel is already dead in name only. Joining the Burning Empire is your only choice!"

A thunderous sound was heard, rumbling across the devastated battlefield, causing all the coalition soldiers present to tremble and waver in their hearts.

Yes, do they really want to sacrifice their lives for that illusory "Fadlan"?

"That's enough! Don't listen to his instigation—"

Suddenly, an extremely loud and majestic voice came from the top of the clouds above the coalition positions, like an unquestionable order.

[Holy Word]

Immediately afterwards, a melodious hymn sounded, echoing across the earth. A miraculous light descended from the sky, illuminating every coalition soldier, calming their minds and gradually restoring their sanity.

This is the power of the Lord of Silver Heaven. His plain words alone are enough to inspire thousands of people to revive.

In the distant sky, white clouds gradually gathered to form a corridor in the sky. The hymns were still melodious. Surrounded by countless celestial elites wearing gorgeous armor and holding shining weapons, the Messenger Lord Barachiel walked out slowly.

The huge wings covered with white feathers on his shoulders flapped slowly, and the sword in his hand burst with lightning, pointing directly at the red dragon in the distance.

Barachiel said in a cold voice: "Casius, I have heard of you. You once led your empire to repel the invasion of demons and killed an abyss lord. This is indeed worthy of praise.

I thought you could gradually get on the right track and become a friend of Heaven Mountain, but I didn't expect that you still couldn't change the chaotic and evil nature of the red dragon, and chose to go to the opposite side of order and justice. "

"Chaotic evil?" Cassius sneered, then roared, "Messenger of Mount Heaven, I am a hero in resisting the abyss and the guardian of the multiverse. What qualifications do you have to define me!"

Duke Walter finally couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his sword and said in anger, "Isn't your evil act of aggression enough?"

"Roar--"

The ancient golden dragon Titus also stepped forward, flapping his golden wings and roaring angrily at the right time: "Evil creature with the blood of Tiamat flowing in your veins! Put away your evil face!"

However, Cassius raised his lips slightly, and said righteously: “A hundred years ago, the Holy Fadlan Empire occupied North Ethel by force, bringing a hundred years of tranquility and peace to the people here.

Now, Fadlan is dead, and the current ruler is unable to protect the peace of North Ethel. The more powerful Burning Empire has the responsibility and obligation to protect the peace of North Ethel!

Everything I do is to establish a new order. My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is just! "

Cassius's words were sonorous and powerful, echoing across the vast battlefield, leaving the coalition soldiers, divine nobles, and even celestial warriors stunned. Some even pondered secretly and were convinced by him.

Duke Walter cursed in his heart.

How can this red dragon be so shameless!
He actually described the evil act of aggression as so-called "protection" and regarded it as the responsibility of the Burning Empire!
However, taking advantage of the gap in his verbal attack, Cassius squinted his eyes and carefully observed the two enemies in the distance - especially the Lord of Silver Heaven, whose Heavenly Tribulation Dragon Eye suspended in the air kept flashing.

[Wings of Fadlan - Walter Graham (Challenge Level: 24)]

As the former "Wing of Fadlan", the noble Duke of Divine Wing, Walter is undoubtedly an absolute powerhouse in the legend, comparable to the ancient dragon. But for Cassius now, Walter is just an unnecessary addition, and the ancient golden dragon Titus is even a ghost sent by himself.

The only one who really deserves his attention is the "Messenger" Bara Echiel.

But even in front of his allies, Baraechel rarely showed up and was mysterious. Even Cassius's golden dragon incarnation found it difficult to tell anything about him.

At this moment, Cassius finally saw the opponent's strength.

[Messenger - Barachiel (Challenge Rating: 30)]

"Really. A worthy opponent."

Cassius couldn't help licking his lips, and an inexplicable glimmer surged in his golden vertical pupils - that was the red dragon's innate desire to fight a strong enemy.

After defeating Jelrazax, Cassius has not encountered an equally powerful opponent for a long time, because there are few people in the material world who can stop him.

And the Bara Echiel in front of him was undoubtedly one of them.

"Everyone, let's go!"

Duke Walter raised his sword and gave the command viciously.

Titus raised his head to the sky and roared, "Yes, let's go together and make this evil dragon pay the price it deserves!"

Seeing this, the soldiers of the Burning Empire and the Allied Forces blew their horns and started fighting again.

There was a chorus of artillery fire and roaring engines, and the war cries of both sides were extremely loud and continuous. For a moment, the battlefield, which had just been somewhat quiet, became chaotic again.

At the highest point of the battlefield, Cassius, Balaechel, Walter and Titus were confronting each other at a distance of hundreds of meters. Although they had not yet come into contact, the collision of the two powerful auras had already caused the space to wail.

The incomparably powerful aura of justice spread over thousands of meters, competing with the terrifying might of the red dragon.

This looks like a 1vs3 battle, but in fact it is a one-sided contest between Emperor Burning Embers and Lord Lucia. Titus is the traitor, and Walter is of little use.

In fact, the arrogant and powerful Lord of Silver Heaven also thought so.

With their minds highly concentrated, Cassius and Barachiel saw nothing else but each other's figure. Their light golden vertical pupils and dark purple eyes stared at each other, and they were on the verge of a showdown.

"As expected of the Lord of Silver Heaven, he is truly... more powerful than ever before." Cassius exclaimed.

In Cassius's eyes, Baraechel's entire body was enveloped in the light of order.

Be it the long sword bursting with electric light, the robe dotted with stars or the shining silver horn at the waist, they are all the embodiment of the origin of heaven and possess a status close to that of a divine weapon.

The Seven Fierce Councils of Heaven have given Bara Aichel the authority to rule a layer of heaven. Despite being oppressed by the material world, he should still be able to mobilize some of the power of heaven.

Mount Paradise is an outer plane that symbolizes order and justice. It is definitely not an easy task to fight against its origin.

But these laws of order are also a delicious delicacy for red dragons.

Thinking of this, Cassius' eyes flashed with greed, and he could no longer wait.

Above the coalition positions, Barachiel's silver skin shone brightly, and his dark purple eyes were dotted with stars. He stared at the red dragon indifferently.

It was indeed a powerful red dragon, with the aura of various spells entwined around its strong body. Even among those favored by Bahamut, he was probably the absolute best.

It is simply unbelievable that one can possess such power in the material world and not be expelled from it.

Barachiel thought so.

However, after initially understanding the opponent's strength, he became more determined to fight. He must not allow a dragon with such power to act recklessly!
However, the Lord of Silver Heaven felt the suppression of the material plane and was still somewhat uncomfortable because He could not fully exert His heavenly power here.

In the sky, Cassius chuckled and took the lead in mocking, "Three against one, is this what those who claim to be righteous do?"

Walter drew his sword and shouted, "Because the righteous never walk alone!"

Titus also waved his dragon wings and angrily rebuked: "Why should we follow the rules when dealing with a villain like you?"

As if sensing Cassius’s contemptuous look, Barachiel took a few steps forward and said solemnly and seriously: “In the name of Mount Heaven, if I cannot bring you back to the right path, I will grant you an end.

In this way, people will understand the importance of justice and order, and understand that eternal and unchanging principles still exist in the world!"

Anger finally welled up in those calm dark purple eyes. He picked up the silver horn at his waist, put it to his lips, and blew it hard.

"Woo——"

A long voice sounded, and the angels couldn't help but play hymns. An irresistible force of order permeated the sky and gradually condensed, temporarily suppressing the dragon power of Cassius.

Then, the sky grew dark, as if night had fallen, blocking out the sun, leaving only the area around Cassius still illuminated by the dragon flames.

For a moment, everyone looked up at the sky in astonishment.

The eternal night is not a frightening darkness, but a pleasant summer night, with the sky full of twinkling stars and silver moonlight, and angels flying in the air.

In the distance, there appeared holy mountains reaching into the sky, magnificent silver fortresses, and bays filled with holy water.

"This is."

Walter also opened his mouth in surprise. All these familiar things were clearly Lucia's beautiful scenery!

[Vision of Heaven]

Under the summons of Baraachiel's silver horn, the first level of Mount Paradise - Silver Paradise Lucia, actually descended on the material plane!
Bara Echel put the silver horn on his waist, grasped the lightning sword tightly, stared at the front indifferently, and said softly: "Cassius, I gave you a chance to repent, but now - you have no hope."

However, Cassius did not panic. He just looked around at the beautiful scenery and felt the overwhelming power of heaven.

"Is this Mount Heaven? What a magnificent and beautiful sight..."

He opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. An especially ferocious smile appeared on the dragon's face. Cassius roared, "I'm really reluctant to tear it apart!" (End of this chapter)