Ember Dragon

Chapter 725 Endless Bloody Battle

Endless years ago, the first demons began their interdimensional journey, trying to greedily occupy everything. They passed through the Casserly plane and finally came to the Abyss.

It was here that they first saw the Tanar'ri demon.

Orderly evil and chaotic evil, the innate concepts of the two evil races inevitably conflict, and manifest themselves as hateful fights.

Soon, these demons were almost wiped out, but a small group of demons escaped back to Baator to report, and both sides knew of each other's existence.

At first, it was just a conflict between small forces, but soon the encounter evolved into a local war, and the local war was upgraded to a full-scale war. Since then, the most brutal and longest war in the multiverse, the Blood War, has begun.

The war engulfed the entire lower plane, with demons and devils fighting on countless battlefields. The devils attacked the abyss with swift and powerful organization, built steel fortresses, and occupied strategic locations on the Wanmen Plain.

But soon, the demons drove back the devils with their endless numbers, and at one point pushed the battle line to the plains of Avernus. This war went on and on, and it seemed that there would never be an end in sight. Even the intervention of the upper planes and gods could not change it.

To this day, the bloody battle has been going on for countless thousands of years. Even the oldest history books cannot give a clear time limit. According to historians' speculation, it may have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

It has become a consensus that the war between demons and devils will never end, and some even believe that this war will determine the fate of the multiverse.

Historians have dozens of different opinions on the causes of the bloody battle: pure hatred, conflicting philosophical ideas, a desire for control, the idea of ​​​​strike first.
The most widely accepted view is the view of a legendary planeswalker ten thousand years ago:
The bloody battle is the product of the opposition between order and chaos. It is the embodiment of the essence of the universe. It is unchangeable and unstoppable. In other words, this war will never stop before the life of the universe comes to an end.

And now, Cassius is about to participate in this endless bloody battle and become a member of the eternal confrontation between order and chaos.

"Your Majesty, time is too tight. This is all the information we can gather now."

Tiefling Guards Commander Medoras half-knelt in front of Cassius and spoke in a deep voice. Beside him were piles of old, broken ancient books and scrolls.

"That's enough."

Cassius was using magic to manipulate gravity to keep the documents suspended in the air, flipping through them casually.

An old man in a black robe was kneeling beside him. He was extremely thin, and his left arm and entire shoulder had been torn off by something, leaving only a hideous wound.

This guy's name is Yod Perk. He is a scholar captured by Medoraash who specializes in studying the abyss. He is also a complete lunatic. He has sacrificed hundreds of lives for his research and even summoned a six-armed snake demon to the human world.

It was he who just told Cassius the history of the bloody battle.

At this moment, Yoder was trembling all over, his voice was hoarse, "Your Majesty Cassius, you should be talking about the Lord of the 23rd Floor of the Abyss, the Lord of Wrath, the King of the Frost Giants, Kostchchi, He is the ruler of the Iron Icefield."

"Costreet."

Cassius thought for a moment, pulled out an ancient war hammer from the void, and smiled grimly, "Maybe he came here for this."

With the appearance of the warhammer, a frosty white mist filled the air and the air became bone-chillingly cold.

Yod stared at the warhammer infatuatedly, as if he was gazing at his lover affectionately, and whispered: "This is the favorite weapon of Kostchchi, the Frost Father Matalotok!
Your Majesty, please lend it to me. Such precious research material is simply..."

His voice became more and more excited, and he even stretched out his only remaining hand, trying to touch the runes on the hammer.

But at this moment, a biting cold came over him, and Yoder's whole body was frozen into ice, with fine cracks appearing on it.

Cassius ordered casually: "Take this guy to Trump and make sure to clear his brain.

As for his life, there is no need to save it. Just looking at a guy infected by the will of the abyss makes me sick."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Medoraash responded in a deep voice. He stood up and waved his hand. Several Tiefling Guards rushed forward and carried the ice sculpture away neatly.

There was no one around, so Cassius stretched out his claws and took out the core of hell from the void. The crystal core emitted a scarlet light and turned into a sharp dagger stained with blood.

"It's time to go visit my ally. It would be bad if Avernus was breached by demons."

"Thorn-"

With a crisp sound, the dagger cut through the space, creating a huge, scar-like crack. Scarlet light shone through it, as if the space was bleeding.

This is the Gate of the Damned, the passage between the material plane and the Hell of Baator, which was now being dug out by Cassius with the authority of Hell.

"It's time to see what the famous bloody battle looks like."

Cassius swallowed the core of hell into his stomach. He folded his wings and lowered his head. With the strong vibration of space, the huge dragon body that was more than 60 meters long drilled directly into the cursed gate.

Avernus, the first layer of Baator.

Everywhere you look is a charred wasteland covered with rubble. Occasionally, there are strange rugged rocks and ferocious peaks. Streams filled with blood flow through the wasteland and eventually merge into the River Styx.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur, red lights were flashing everywhere, and even the sky was blood-red.

Only this time, half of the sky was occupied by mottled black like dark clouds, but if you look closely, you will find that these are not dark clouds, but endless demons!

They flapped their wings in disorder, crowded in the sky of Avernus, and covered the earth with countless twisted and filthy bodies.

"For the will of the abyss!"

"Kill them all!"

The chaotic and noisy shouts echoed across the endless wasteland, causing the earth to tremble.

If a mortal were to arrive, his mind would be polluted by those horrific voices before he could even come into contact with the devil, and he would go completely crazy, or even become a half-human, half-demon monster.

These winged demons were flying at high speeds, with ferocious expressions and their turbid eyes filled with hatred, as if they were chasing something.

Soon, a mixture of red and black colors appeared beside the blood river - it was an army of hell composed of demons.

"Quick, follow me!"

"Go to Oleg's Fortress! There's a legion commander stationed there who should be able to stop these demons!"

"Damn it! After Master Zariel's death, these bastards from the abyss have become so rampant!"

These devils were wearing armor made of hell iron and holding steel forks. They were obviously the well-trained and disciplined elite of hell.

At this moment, they were lined up in a tight formation, spreading their bat wings, flying rapidly across the low sky in unison, and fleeing towards the south.

Even if there were demons chasing them, these demon soldiers would raise their steel forks and thrust them backwards, piercing the pursuers with the steel forks emitting hellfire. But there were too many demons, and the dark mass of demons soon occupied most of the sky, leaving the demons with no way to escape.

A strong and burly Balrog holding a flaming whip laughed wildly, and his whip made a whistling sound in the air.

"Hahahaha! Cowards of Hell, you are dead! Without that damn crazy woman, the Abyss will eventually occupy Avernus!

You bastards, tear them to pieces! Otherwise I will grind you into mud!"

Due to their chaotic nature, demons are inherently unorganized and undisciplined. Their military organization is also extremely simple and can be roughly divided into two categories:

A leader who is powerful enough to crush other demons easily, and lesser demons who gather around him because of their instinctive fear of his power.

The demon leader pointed out the target, and the demons rushed forward, determined to tear the enemy to pieces at all costs - this crude tactic was the most effective tactic that the low-level demons' wrinkled brains could accept.

Then, amid the Balrog's creepy laughter, demons flapped their wings and rushed over from different directions like a raging flood, trying to drown this group of devils in the waves of chaos.

"Lord of the Nine Hells, these abyssal bastards are simply everywhere!"

"It is said that tens of millions of demons are pouring into Hell this time, and several Abyss Lords have appeared. Even Lord Bayer is powerless to stop them!"

"Kill, kill your way out! Kill all these disgusting bastards!"

The devils brandished steel forks and fought hard, blood and fire intertwined in the air.

They were indeed the elite of Avernus, but under the siege of demons that were a thousand or even ten thousand times their number, each devil was torn to pieces by the crazy group of demons, blood spilled on the ground, and flesh flew everywhere.

Even the Balrog whipped its long whip and rushed over excitedly, roaring with its mouth wide open: "I will kill you! Occupy Avernus!"

"boom--"

At this moment, accompanied by the roar of the air exploding, first a pillar of blazing white fire pierced through the sky, followed by orange-red flames gushing out, sweeping across the sky like a surging wave.

The flames spanned a distance of several thousand meters, covering most of the sky, turning the sky into a raging sea of ​​fire, as if lighting up the entire Avernus.

What's even more terrifying is that the temperature of the flame is extremely high. Even a demon with a high resistance to fire will be reduced to ashes in this flame that burns everything.

"Do not--"

"It's so hot!"

"Damn it, what kind of fire is this? My wings, my arms, my claws, they're all on fire!"

The demons wailed and struggled in the sea of ​​fire, but they could not escape the fate of death. They turned into charcoal in mid-air and finally turned into ashes that fell to the earth.

"Demons, you want to occupy Avernus - do you have my consent?"

A thunderous sound resounded in the sky. This sound was extremely majestic, revealing an unparalleled majestic momentum, causing hundreds of low-level demons to fall one after another like raindrops.

"what is that?"

"Who is it?"

Faced with this unknown threat, even the voice of the Balor Demon Commander began to tremble.

In panic, the demons saw a mysterious figure looming in the sea of ​​fire. The figure was so tall and majestic that it looked like a floating mountain.

Then, the flames retreated to the sides like respectful and humble subjects, and the figure finally revealed its true face.

——It was an incredibly huge red dragon, more than sixty meters long, with wings that covered the sky and the sun, and just a slow flap would stir up a scorching storm.

Its claws were as sharp as blades, its long and thick tail was like a winding mountain range, and its scarlet scales sparkled in the firelight.

Even the dumbest, most brainless low-level demon could see that this dragon was extremely powerful and was not someone to be trifled with.

This is a sixty-meter-long dragon!

To some extent, size equals strength. Even the ancient red dragon is only half the length of this red dragon, and looks extremely small in front of him.

What on earth is this red dragon in front of us?
Super ancient red dragon? The ancestor of red dragon?
Although Balor is reckless, warlike, and doesn't like to use his brain, he is not a fool who would die in vain.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his head cautiously and said, “Strange dragon, I am Zande, the seventh commander under the Lord of Wrath. Tell me why you are here.

Why did you block the Abyss Army's advance? And why did you kill my men?"

“Oh? So what?”

The red dragon lowered its head, and its pair of light golden eyes stared down at the Balrog, revealing its undisguised arrogance.

Balor was a little angry, but he couldn't get angry, so he lowered his voice and shouted: "Do you want to stop the great bloody battle?

Big dragon, you have to think carefully about whether you can withstand the wrath of the Lord of the Abyss!"

Zand knew that he could not defeat this red dragon, the embodiment of power, so he brought in the Lord of the Abyss above him, trying to make the red dragon retreat.

The demons also saw this, and hurriedly approached the red dragon, saying respectfully: "Mighty dragon, these abyss bastards are insulting you. They are so arrogant that they think you are not as good as the Abyss Lord!
Can a name alone scare off such a majestic dragon? This is a naked provocation! You must kill all those who defy your majesty!"

The demons made full use of their talents for sowing discord and spreading mischief, and Cassius was amazed when he heard it.

Balor waved his whip and shouted angrily, "You cunning hell bastards! I will cut you into pieces in a moment!"

Unexpectedly, Cassius looked down upon the Balrog and said casually, "Okay, then kill all these demons."

When the devils heard the red dragon's words, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Balor was panicked and gnashed his teeth as he said, "Dragon, is it worth it? Are you going to choose to be the enemy of the abyss just for these ridiculous reasons?"

"No, it's not important." Cassius shook his head, fire surging in his light golden eyes. He grinned and uttered the famous line.

"It's just that destroying you has nothing to do with you."

(End of this chapter)