Ember Dragon

Franz and Adrian both have a blood feud with Ulrichia.

This ancient green dragon was the main instigator of the "Green Plague" in northwestern Seleucid. It had killed countless humans with its army of dragons and dragon beasts - including Franz's comrades and Adrian's family.

At this moment, when the enemies met, their eyes were particularly red. Franz and Adrian both stared at the ancient green dragon with hatred in their eyes, wishing they could tear it into pieces.

Adrian raised his sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the ancient green dragon, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Ulrichia, give up struggling. Today is the day you die, and it is also the day we take back Linying City!"

Duke Franz took a step forward and said in a steady and powerful voice: "Evil dragon, your atrocities have aroused the wrath of the gods. Your evil sect will eventually perish!"

Misha raised her head slightly, with a proud attitude: "Green Dragon, I come here on the orders of the great Burning Emperor Cassius, to take your life!"

Ulrichia sneered: "So you are just my defeated generals, cowards who abandoned their fiefdoms and ran away. Do you think that by clinging to the thigh of that red dragon, you can become the enemy of the Dragon Worship Church - or even the enemy of Majesty Tiamat?"

Her voice became increasingly passionate and angry, and finally transformed into a majestic roar: "What wishful thinking! No matter how powerful the beings in the material world are, they cannot compete with true gods!"

"not to mention"

Ulrichia's eyes flickered, and her eyeballs turned, revealing a cunning light: "Even if you occupy Linying City, will those imperial people spit out the meat they have eaten?
Do you really think that the Burning Embers Empire is the so-called guardian of justice? That is a country that started out by aggression and plunder. An empire that emerged from the flames of war is no different from our Dragon Worship Church!"

"enough!"

Misha shouted loudly, and a thrilling fire burst out of his eyes. Countless meteors dragged flames and fell from the sky, cutting through the sky and smashing into the ancient green dragon.

Meteor storm!
"Damned red dragon warlock!" Ulrichia let out a hoarse roar and flapped her broad dragon wings, setting off a huge acid storm.

"Shh-"

In the storm filled with extremely corrosive acid, the flames gradually died out, and the meteorites were eroded into pits and holes, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally turned into powder.

But at this moment, Adrian flapped his golden wings, soared into the air, raised the long sword that emitted dazzling light, and launched a surprise attack on the ancient green dragon from the left wing.

Holy beheading!
The sun's beams penetrated the phantom of the five-headed dragon, penetrated the black fog of the rolling dark clouds, and descended upon the top of the ancient green dragon like a divine punishment.

Ulrichia whistled in panic and stretched out her broad wings to block in front of her. There were strange runes engraved on the wing membranes, which emitted bursts of evil dark light.

"boom!"

The black and gold colors interweave, creating strong energy fluctuations.

"Evil dragon, die!" Adrian swung his sword and slashed at the ancient green dragon's wings, instantly tearing the wing membrane and creating a charred scar several meters long on it.

But Ulrichia roared and suddenly spread her dragon wings. The strong airflow blew Adrian away, causing him to fly backwards hundreds of meters. His armor was covered with cracks, his internal organs were churning, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth.

Ulrichia raised the scepter, pointed it at Adrian in mid-air, and chanted ancient dragon language spells.

"Kalius Death Light!"

A cone of light filled with chaotic light gushed out from the scepter, piercing towards Adrian in the distance with piercing screams and wails.

Adrian clenched his sword in mid-air and roared, pouring out the power of the sun god in his body. A huge sun disk appeared in front of him and was constantly rotating.

This is the Shield of Eternal Glory!
The light cone collided with the disc, and justice and evil, light and darkness entangled together, creating a huge magical vortex that seemed to suck everything around it in.

"For Fadlan!"

On the right wing of the ancient green dragon, Franz stepped on the ground and suddenly jumped up to a height of hundreds of meters. He swung the exaggerated giant sword that was more than five meters long and chopped towards Ulrichia's head.

The giant sword came with unstoppable momentum and a gust of wind, and it was about to chop off the ancient green dragon's head.

However, Ulrichia turned her head, opened her bloody mouth, and a dark mist that had been accumulating for a long time burst out from her throat.

The next moment, a turbulent torrent of poisonous fog gushed out.

The armor on Franz's body automatically released many protective spells, but in front of the ancient green dragon's breath, it could not even last half a second and was pierced in an instant. The heavy armor also became bumpy and full of cracks.

The poisonous mist washed over Duke Franz's body crazily. Even though Franz was a legendary warrior with a physique far superior to that of ordinary people, he still could not escape the erosion of the poisonous mist.

Soon, his cheeks turned purple, blood vessels bulged, and his skin peeled off, revealing large areas of bloody flesh. His appearance was extremely hideous and terrifying.

But even so, Duke Franz still did not retreat at all. He jumped down in the poisonous fog and swung the giant sword in the air. Although Ulrichia dodged it by turning her head, the sword still hit the ancient green dragon's shoulder solidly.

"Ow—"

Broken scales flew everywhere, dragon blood splattered everywhere, Ulrichia suddenly raised her head and let out a howl full of pain.

The giant sword shattered the dragon scales and cut deeply into the ancient green dragon's shoulder, cutting a wound several feet deep, causing the warm dragon blood to gush out like a spring.

Duke Franz grinned and laughed cruelly: "Ulrichia, I have returned to this city countless times in my dreams and chopped off your head with my own hands to end the disaster that has not yet happened."

His eyes glared, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Today, let me fulfill this expired wish!"

With a majestic war cry, Duke Franz's muscles bulged and blood spurted out. He used all his strength to pull the giant sword out of the green dragon's shoulder.

"Death!"

He jumped behind the green dragon's head, grabbed its horn with one hand, and slashed at its slender neck with the other hand. The whistling giant sword brought up a strong wind.

"Pathetic human—"

Feeling its life was threatened, the ancient green dragon struggled desperately, twisted its body, and then suddenly spread its injured wings.

The runes all over its body glowed again, releasing an extremely evil and twisted power. The five giant dragon phantoms in the sky seemed to lower their heads slightly, staring at the ancient green dragon.

The protection of Tiamat!
Along with roars from afar, a wild black light burst out from the ancient green dragon, instantly blasting away everything around it - including Duke Franz.

Under the impact of this force, Duke Franz's left arm holding the giant sword exploded directly, turning into blood flowers all over the sky.

The giant sword fell from the sky and penetrated deeply into the ground, creating a huge crack.

Duke Franz also fell from mid-air, his body covered with wounds and broken bones, and he was already dying.

"Your Majesty the Duke!"

Adrian screamed, flapped his wings, and flew quickly towards Duke Franz.

But Ulrichia smiled grimly and held out the scepter. A dark halo surrounded Adrian, making it difficult for him to escape. "Human, I have said long ago that there is only one outcome for those who are enemies of the Dragon Worship Church - death!"

An angry and ferocious light burst out from the ancient green dragon's narrow vertical pupils. She swooped down with a roar, rushing towards the dying legendary warrior, wanting to take this opportunity to kill him.

"boom!"

The huge dragon body, which was more than 20 meters long, carried terrifying kinetic energy and smashed to the ground from hundreds of meters in the air, creating a deep pit with a diameter of tens of meters and raising a cloud of dust.

The huge claws smashed heavily on Duke Franz, crushing his bones and flesh mercilessly.

Adrian tried his best to break free from the spell, but he could only stretch out his hands and shouted desperately: "No - Duke!"

Ulrichia's dragon's face was full of satisfaction. She lowered her head and said jokingly, "Human, how does it feel to be about to die? Isn't it wonderful?"

At this moment, Duke Franz no longer looked like a human, but more like a blurry mass of flesh and blood.

His lower body was crushed by the dragon's claws, and only his upper body remained in its original state. However, there was no pain on Duke Franz's face, only calmness.

"Evil dragon, you will soon experience the same thing."

Duke Franz's voice was intermittent, the corners of his mouth raised, and he used his last bit of strength to reveal a smile.

Ulrichia frowned immediately, feeling a little alert: "What do you mean? Could it be that this human has a backup plan?"

"Shh-"

I saw a huge magic circle with a diameter of one hundred meters emerging on the ground. The spiritual light of the magic was shining brightly, and calls from ancient times came from the void.

Then, a ferocious dragon shadow appeared in the magic circle, wailing and roaring. Tens of thousands of magic chains broke out of the ground, carrying some unknown power, binding the ancient green dragon and locking all its abilities tightly.

Ulrichia now is no different from a beast trapped in a trap.

Looking at the chains wrapped around her body and feeling the forbidden power, Ulrichia's expression suddenly changed: "Damn it, it's the Dragon Binding Formation. There's actually such a formation in this era!"

"let me go!"

She struggled frantically, trying to break free from the chains, but she was completely weak under the forbidden power.

In the distance, Misha was floating in the air, staring at the ancient green dragon with a cold expression, a glimmer in her eyes.

Chains were also wrapped around the white slender hands, and at the other end of the chains a palm-sized green dragon shadow appeared, struggling constantly.

Obviously, Misha is the operator of this magic circle.

It turns out that Franz had already made a plan with Misha to use his own life as bait in exchange for Ulrichia's death - this was a fair deal.

"Green dragon, stop struggling fearlessly. It's meaningless. I will grant you a quick death - this is a gift from the master."

Misha's voice was calm and cold, as if she was stating an irrelevant matter.

Ulrichia struggled and roared, "Madman! Your emperor is a madman! How dare he touch the forbidden power created by the ancient elves? Isn't he afraid of becoming the public enemy of the dragon clan?"

Misha's voice became even colder, and seemed to carry a hint of anger: "Remember, no tribe or force has the right to restrict the master."

She waved her hand: "Go ahead."

"Damn you Imperials! What on earth are you planning to do? You better think carefully about whether you can withstand the wrath of Her Majesty the Dragon Queen!"

"I have only one belief - that is the great Burning Emperor!"

Before Misha finished her words, the space above Linying City began to distort, and several huge aerospace ships hundreds of meters long appeared in the sky, casting huge shadows on the city.

"Ready to shoot!"

The black muzzles of the guns were all aimed at the ancient green dragon. They contained terrifying energy and released a beam of light as dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

"fire!"

"boom!"

There was an earth-shattering roar, thousands of cannons fired at the same time, and hundreds of light pillars carrying terrifying power crisscrossed and bombarded the green dragon in unison, like a real punishment from the gods.

The all-consuming explosion, the brilliant flames that blocked out the sky, the smoke that rose into the sky, were melted into crystalline yellow sand.

When the smoke cleared, only a huge crater with a diameter of several hundred meters remained on the ground. In the center of the crater was a blurry figure mixed with red and green - it was Ulrichia.

The once invincible ancient green dragon was in an extremely miserable state at this moment. Its body was in pieces, its wings were burnt, its tail was charred, and only its broken torso and head were left. Blood kept gushing out from the gaps between its scales.

There was a big hole in her chest that went through her body, with only ashes left inside. Her heart had been completely burned and disappeared.

As for Duke Franz?
His body was reduced to ashes in the explosion and was difficult to find, but his wish to kill Ulrichia was about to be fulfilled.

In the scorched earth ruins, Ulrichia raised her head that was burned like a skull, raised the dragon head scepter, and roared with her last bit of strength: "Father——"

"Linying City - Altar -"

Misha's expression suddenly changed, and she ordered solemnly: "Quick! Destroy her completely! Don't let her summon the ancient dragon!"

But at this moment, it's too late.

A dark green light burst out from the pupil of the dragon head scepter, rushing straight into the sky and rushing towards the swamp forest in the north.

All I heard was a long, angry howl in the distance. The sound seemed to come from ancient times, making people feel an instinctive and primitive fear.

The crows in the swamp scrambled to fly up, making noisy and hoarse calls. Thunder roared and the rolling black clouds spread rapidly, dyeing most of the sky black.

A chill wind blew from the north, bringing with it a damp mist.

Soon, a patter of acid rain fell from the sky, corroding the ground into potholes. There seemed to be wailing mixed in with the sound of the rain, which was particularly strange.

Misha raised her head, looked solemnly at the dark clouds in the distance, and murmured: "Lord of the Swamp, Erebus" (End of this chapter)