Ember Dragon

Looking at the red dragon that holds up the sun and overpowers all living things, even the proud angels and descendants of gods are shaken.

They who possess the power of the sun god can better appreciate the majesty of the sun, and feel the tremendous power contained in it that shares the same origin with them.

Those pairs of golden pupils that were rotating like the sun revealed emotions such as shock and surprise.

"Amaunator, how can this red dragon possess such pure solar power?"

"Could it be."

Due to their status, they have many things in their hearts that they cannot say.

Could it be that the red dragon is really the real sun, the incarnation of the Lord of Eternal Light on earth?

Could it be that His Majesty Wilham, who signed a contract with Hell, was really rejected by the Sun God and became God's abandoned son, a pathetic devil apostle?
Unlike these Thracians who were in a state of confusion and mixed emotions, the moment Cassius appeared in the sky, all the people of the empire burst into warm cheers, and everyone's face was filled with fanaticism and piety.

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

"Long live the great red dragon!"

Others looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, held up by a red dragon, raised their arms to welcome the sunlight, and shouted from the bottom of their hearts: "Lord of the Sun! His Majesty Cassius is the real Lord of the Sun!"

"Lord of the Sun!"

"Praise your Majesty Cassius, praise the sun!"

The cheers of the people formed waves one after another, almost drowning the entire city of Auguste.

Wilham stared at the sun in the sky, his golden eyes first revealing surprise and anger, then becoming more and more agitated, and finally turning into deep resentment and hatred.

He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, even the wings behind him were trembling slightly, the white feathers were flying in the air, and the spear of the Last Judgment was raised, with the sharp tip pointing directly at the red dragon in the distance.

"Casius! Stop your tricks, you shameless thief who blasphemes the gods and steals power!"

Cassius could tell at a glance that Wilham was panicking.

After signing the contract with Hell, even he himself began to suspect that he had been abandoned by the Sun God and had become an outcast of the gods.

Therefore, he would not miss any opportunity to prove himself, wanting to use this method to eliminate the deep fear and panic in his heart and fill the empty heart that was swallowed by power.

Thinking of this, Cassius raised the corners of his mouth in a playful smile.

“Wilham, do you really think that a pathetic being like you who associates with the devil is qualified to be the successor of Holy Fadlan and become a follower of the Sun God?

Stop deceiving the people and yourself. From the moment you gave up your bottom line and signed a contract with Zariel, you were destined to be abandoned by the Sun God!"

Cassius' voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wilham's heart hard, making him tremble and unable to control himself.

"presumptuous!"

Wilham roared angrily, and two brilliant divine flames burst out of his eyes. Even the halo behind him released flames like the sun.

The six wings behind him flapped together, and the body covered in gorgeous armor soared into the air, rising to the top of the sky, confronting the red dragon in the distance.

Everyone in this world knows that only I - the King of Angels, the Lord of the Holy City, Wilham, the son of Aragon, am the true successor of Holy Fadlan and the one chosen by the Sun God!

Only I can revive the Holy Fadlan Empire and let the glory of the Sun God spread across the earth again. For this goal, it is worth it even if I have to sacrifice everything!"

Wilham's voice was still as proud and conceited as before, but this time it revealed a different kind of irritability and restlessness than usual.

As the hymn sounded, the halo behind the "Angel King" continued to rotate, becoming more and more dazzling, releasing brilliant light.

The power of the sun in Wilham's body poured out and condensed into a golden angel with six wings on its back, which was one hundred meters tall. It released an extremely powerful pressure, just like a true incarnation of a god.

"In the name of the Sun God, you despicable and shameless dragon, prepare to face judgment!"

The six-winged angel raised the Spear of Final Judgment in his hand. In an instant, thousands of spears condensed from rays of light appeared in the sky, densely packed, and shot towards the red dragon in the distance.

The golden angel incarnated by Wilham roared: "I will grant you death!"

Cassius sneered: "You are just a puppet of Zariel, and you dare to punish on behalf of God - Aren't you afraid of encountering the real punishment of God?"

In his opinion, Wilham had been infected by the power of hell, and there was very little pure solar power left in his body.

But this king still wanted to maintain his outward sanctity and to defeat the red dragon with the extremely weak power of the sun god. This could no longer be described as conceited - it was simply wishful thinking.

In that case, he relied on the divine power plundered from a dozen angel descendants to fight this "Angel King"!
The [Scorching Sun Orb] behind Cassius suddenly lit up, releasing raging flames and even more brilliant firelight, dyeing the entire sky orange-red.

"Shh-"

The red dragon flapped its wings suddenly, causing a strong wind, and the flames shot up into the sky, turning into a raging sea of ​​fire spanning thousands of meters, as if the entire sky was bursting apart under this power.

The thousands of light spears encountered the sea of ​​fire and were like a drop in the ocean. They were swallowed up in an instant without leaving any trace.

"how is this possible?"

Wilham's face suddenly changed, and then he clenched his teeth and murmured, "No, it's just luck. I am a person favored by God. How can I be worthy of a mere five-colored evil dragon or beast that steals other people's power?"

The six-winged angel rotated the Spear of Final Judgment with his hands as the center. The seven entangled chains of holy light made a crisp "rustling" sound, creating a magic circle engraved with the holy emblem of the Sun God.

The miniature sun on the tip of the Spear of Final Judgment was suspended in the center of the magic circle, gradually becoming brighter. The surrounding space was distorted by the divine power, and a golden vortex emerged.

"boom!"

A thick golden beam of light tore through the sky, shattered the clouds, shot out from the miniature sun, and headed straight for the red dragon in the distance.

"Roar--"

Cassius roared to the sky.

He flapped his wings and raised his head. A horrific fusion reaction occurred in the dragon crystal in his chest, bursting out with brilliant light. A torrent of golden energy flowed in the basal blood vessels in his body and gradually gathered deep in his throat.

The flowing flames wrapped around Cassius' body, the metallic red scales sparkled in the light, and the surrounding air was distorted by the incomparable high temperature.

At this moment, the red dragon seemed to be holding a real sun in its mouth, about to release the power to burn and destroy everything. [Sun Breath]

A cone-shaped torrent of divine power poured out from the red dragon's mouth, like a scarlet-gold waterfall, lighting up most of the sky.

"boom!"

The sun's breath and the divine light of judgment collided with each other. The two forces of the same origin collided and blended with each other, creating a violent explosion with a diameter of hundreds of meters in mid-air.

"Shh-"

The aftermath of the confrontation between the two formed a terrifying energy storm that instantly swept across the sky and spread to thousands or even tens of thousands of meters away.

All creatures within the 300-meter range of the explosion, whether they were humans, dragons, or hell puppets, were instantly burned to a charred color and turned into ashes.

The creatures within a thousand meters were blown to and fro by the scorching wind, with burn marks appearing on their bodies. They flapped their wings hard and maintained the levitation spell, struggling to survive in this storm of energy.

Even the soldiers on the ground or tens of thousands of meters away were temporarily blinded by the dazzling light and could only feel a gust of hot wind blowing on their faces.

"God."

"Is this the power of the strongest? Even the aftermath of a battle can easily kill a mortal!"

"Your Majesty Cassius is invincible! Tear that arrogant birdman to pieces!"

Shielding their eyes from the dazzling light with their hands and looking through the gaps between their fingers at the scene in the sky that was comparable to a natural disaster, all the mortals present were extremely shocked and amazed, and marveled at the power of these beings.

Soon, the energy clash determined the outcome.

Surprisingly, the one who was more victorious in this confrontation of the power of the sun god was Cassius, the Burning Emperor, rather than Wilham, who was known as the "King of Angels".

Wilham's face became more and more hideous, sweat dripped from his forehead, golden blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and tiny cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, making him look extremely miserable.

He roared at the top of his lungs, shouting, "Impossible! I am the son of God praised by my father! You cannot possibly possess a more powerful power of the Sun God than me!"

But Cassius was not surprised.

His dragon crystal contains the divine power cores of more than a dozen angel gods, including top gods like Duke Walter, which can be called a multi-core drive.

On the other hand, Wilham, having been infected by the power of hell, has been rejected by the light of the sun and has very little divine power left.

The sun's breath coming out of Cassius' mouth became more and more violent, and he pushed the explosion towards Wilham, forcing the other party to fold his six wings and deal with it hastily.

"boom!"

Feathers fell one after another, and Wilham's holy wings were scorched black by the sun's breath, even revealing the blurry flesh and blood underneath.

Cassius looked down at the angel god and said in a cold voice: "Wilham, face the reality. You are no longer qualified to use the power of the sun god."

At this point, his face showed undisguised sarcasm, and his tone became a little frivolous. He even raised his claws and said, "Come, let me see the dirty power you got by sacrificing the souls of the people."

"you--"

Wilham's eyes were bulging, his face was pale, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Under the impact of anger, he just kept repeating those words in his mind.

kill him!

Kill him, kill him!

As long as he killed the red dragon and took away its power, he would still be the favored genius of the Sun God and the successor of the Holy Fadlan!
As long as the red dragon is killed, no one in this world will be able to see through the truth and his secrets!

There was also a seductive female voice echoing deep in Wilham's mind, speaking continuously.

"Your Majesty Wilham, you cannot defeat the red dragon like this. Come, use our contract and sacrifice those lowly mortals to hell.

Come, as long as you pay a tiny price, I can let you get enough power to kill the red dragon. In time, you will rule the holy city, ascend the golden throne, become the true emperor of the Holy Fadlan, and establish a thousand-year great cause. "

"No, no, it's not time yet. I can still fight him." Wilham covered his ears in pain and kept shaking his head.

At this moment, Wilham still retained a little bit of rationality and was not completely consumed by anger.

He knew that if he used the power of hell in front of hundreds of thousands of people in August City, his glorious image would completely collapse without any room for maneuver.

Unfortunately, Cassius also saw Wilham's struggle. He looked coldly at the angel who was entangled by the devil and said indifferently: "Since you don't want to show it, don't blame me for helping you personally."

He stretched out his arms and opened his claws. A silver-white palace appeared in his hands, shining with starlight and emitting an aura of holiness and justice.

——That is the origin of "Silver Heaven" Lunia, a part of the origin of the Seven Heavens, which breeds the purest kindness and justice at the beginning of the universe.

And Wilham, who is haunted by the power of hell, is naturally afraid of and disgusted by this pure power.

Wilham suddenly raised his head and roared, "Evil Dragon, what do you want to do?"

Cassius sneered again: "Of course I will tear off the disguise with my own hands and let the world see the true face of the so-called 'Angel King'."

Before he finished speaking, the red dragon circled in the sky for several times, then quickly stretched out its claws and inserted the Origin of Heaven into the [Scorching Sun Orb].

In an instant, the light emitted by the [Scorching Sun Orb] became purer, its color approaching silver, revealing a certain holy aura, as if it was going to eliminate all evil in the world.

And in that light, mortals can see countless beautiful and glorious phantoms, the holy mountains and palaces of the Silver Heaven, and angels and holy beasts flying in the night sky.

But in the eyes of evil spirits, they can only see the seraphim with scorching eyes and the thunder that judges everything, and all of this will make them tremble from the bottom of their souls.

At this moment, under the influence of the origin of heaven, the [Scorching Sun Sphere] released by Cassius was sublimated into a more sacred and powerful spell, which could make all evil spirits tremble with fear and reveal their true selves under the light.

——That is the [Holy Day]

Under the shining light, marks of burns appeared on Wilham's body, his whole body turned black, and even his skin was broken.

He struggled in fear, shook his head and roared, "No, no, no, I am the descendant of the Sun God, the King of Angels, the future Emperor of Fadlan, I am the embodiment of kindness and justice!
What qualifications do you have to judge me! I am the orthodox one!"

Unfortunately, his struggle was in vain, and his always majestic and holy body gradually twisted and fell into the direction of the devil in hell. (End of this chapter)