Ember Dragon

At this moment, Grimagos's eyes were bloodshot, his body was shrouded in a hazy red light, and he spewed out scorching steam, like a demon from hell, releasing a destructive impact with every move he made.

The fiery clouds in the sky surged and flowed with his movements, and pillars of fire descended from the sky, crashing into the cave like divine punishment, burning the rock strata full of holes.

Wherever its gaze fell, rocks melted and scorched earth was everywhere. The dragon-scale cultivators dodged and rolled around, but three of them were still unable to dodge in time and were hit by the rays, their thick scales instantly burned through.

As the Empire's most elite individual warriors, the Vigitas Dragonscale Monks possessed extremely tenacious vitality, and could not die even if their hearts were destroyed. However, under Grimagos's attack, both of his beating hearts—along with his spare heart—were completely burned away, leaving only a huge hole in his chest.

The Dragonscale Monks' Legion has finally suffered casualties! And Grimagoth is relentless, his eyes shooting out deadly crimson rays.

This is the origin of the "Crimson Eye." After receiving Kazul's blessing, Grimagos gained the ability to burn everything!

"Block him!"

Led by Amon, the heavily armored dragonscale monks rushed forward and blocked Grimagos's path. The latter swung his powerful dragon wings and suddenly flapped them, striking out.

"Raise your shield!"

"boom--"

With a dull, heart-stopping impact, the two dragon-scale cultivators who were first hit were slammed away by the immense force, their heavy armor twisting and deforming in mid-air before crashing into the scorching rock wall in the distance with a muffled thud of bones shattering. Their fate was unknown.

Amon barely managed to block with his shield, but the pure physical impact, transmitted through the heavy shield, displaced his internal organs. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and blood rushed into his mouth, which he then swallowed hard.

The immense force propelled his feet off the ground and caused him to slide backward.

Just as Amon lost his balance and slid backward, a cruel and cunning calculation flashed in Grimagos's molten gold vertical pupils.

Before his flapping dragon wings had fully retracted, his ferocious, scale-covered giant claw had already risen with lightning speed, its five fingers spread wide!
Within the palm of the claw, a highly compressed, blazing white fire core, far brighter than the previous dragon breath, instantly took shape, collapsed, and then exploded wildly within a fraction of a second!

[Instant Cast - Pyroblast]

The timing was extremely insidious.

This was the moment when the players were knocked senseless by the immense force of the dragon's wings, their formation collapsed, and their defenses were at their weakest.

The condensed fireball of destruction, accompanied by a shrill whistle that burned through space, slammed into the ground less than five meters in front of Amon—where several dragon-scale cultivators were gathered, trying to stabilize their position and support each other!

My vision was swallowed up by pure, destructive white light.

What followed was a deafening explosion and a shockwave that tore the earth apart.

The scorching heatwave was like an invisible giant hammer, slamming down on everyone.

Amon only had time to brace his tattered heavy shield against his body before being thrown backward by the violent force and crashing heavily to the ground. His ears were filled with a piercing buzzing sound; the world seemed to be churning and turning upside down, and the pungent smell of burnt flesh filled his nostrils.

"Holy shit."

Dizzy, Eamon struggled to lift his head, his heart pounding with fear.

At the center of the explosion, a charred crater several meters in diameter was still bubbling with dark red magma. Scattered around the edge of the crater were metal fragments and limbs that had been instantly vaporized by the high temperature or were now just charred remains.

Their dragon scale cultivator legion has already lost six members!
However, after unleashing this terrifying attack, Grimagos also let out a heavy sigh, seemingly recovering his strength.

With a resolute expression, Amon used the last of his strength to hurl the cracked holy sword, "Dawn's Oath," like a javelin!

The sword burst forth with an unprecedented, dazzling light, like a miniature sun. It was no longer a warm gold, but a near-incandescent flame of judgment, burning with the very essence of life!

The holy sword transformed into a streak of light that tore through the dust and smoke, shooting with unparalleled precision and decisiveness toward Grimagos's head!

Grimagos quickly stretched out his giant claws, trying to grab the holy sword.

"Pfft!"

The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing through tough dragon scales, muscles, and bones was exceptionally clear in the cave.

The incandescent holy sword, like a red-hot branding iron, was driven deep into the fragile joint where Grimagos's wrist and giant claws met!
The sword was mostly submerged, leaving only the violently trembling hilt and gushing blood!
"Roar-!!!"

Grimagos let out a deafening roar of agony, a sound a mixture of unbelievable pain and the fury of being ravaged by ants. His giant claw froze in mid-air!

The holy flames scorched its flesh and bones, and white smoke hissed.

Its massive body trembled violently from the intense pain, and its molten gold vertical pupils suddenly turned towards the direction from which the holy sword had flown, locking onto the paladin Amon, who was kneeling on the ground, his armor shattered and his body covered in blood.

The venom and madness in those eyes were enough to terrify even the demons of the abyss.

Amon met that gaze filled with endless malice, but his face showed no fear, only a kind of reckless excitement and determination.

His body trembled violently as the power of holy light was overdrawn, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged out like burning lines, while the blood gushing from his mouth and nose was tinged with golden light.

The paladin roared, "Now! Focus fire and kill him!"

Accompanied by a series of explosions, countless bullets, missiles, and rays rained down on Grimagos like a storm.

Several dragonscale cultivators wielded chainsaws, power swords, and power spears, almost frantically destroying Grimagos's body, causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere and scales to scatter in all directions.

Grimagos' massive body heaved violently, his heavy breathing like a broken bellows, each inhalation accompanied by a muffled groan in his chest.

Its huge left membrane drooped limply, with a huge gap torn at the edge, from which dark red, almost black dragon blood dripped like molten iron, burning wisps of smoke on the scorching ground.

Its ferocious head drooped slightly, a piece of scale on its forehead was missing, revealing charred flesh and broken white bones underneath, and a thick stream of dragon blood was winding down from its forehead, sliding across its molten gold vertical pupil.

The savagery and contempt burning in his eyes vanished, replaced by the pain and rage of a wounded beast, and a chillingly cold killing intent.

"Go away——"

The crimson light emanated from Grimagos once more, instantly blasting the dozen or so dragonscale cultivators who had surrounded him away, sending them flying more than a hundred meters away.

His giant claws, pinned by the holy sword, struggled violently, the violent force causing the burning holy sword to groan under its strain.

Those molten gold vertical pupils stared intently at Amon, the surging resentment within them almost tangible—it wanted to crush this damned insect first!
Its pupils once again gathered scorching destructive energy, aimed directly at the powerless Amon.

"Die, you insect!" In that critical moment, Single pulled out a metal sphere the size of a baby's fist, jet black in color, its surface etched with countless fine spatial rift runes, and hurled it—it was a [Dimensional Collapse Bomb] specially made by the Imperial Research Institute.

"boom--!"

It wasn't a deafening explosion, but a muffled, unsettling sound, as if space itself had been forcibly torn apart, crushed, and then collapsed inward.

Centered on the point where the black sphere landed, a miniature black hole, the size of a fist, pitch black, and capable of swallowing all light, was suddenly created! A terrifying gravitational force erupted instantly!

"Crack!"

That was the sound of bones and tendons snapping completely under the force of spatial distortion that exceeded the limits!
Grimagos's massive claw, which was pinned to the holy sword and struggling violently, was cleanly and decisively torn apart at the wrist joint by the terrifying spatial shearing force generated by the miniature black hole!
Half of his body trembled in the distorted space, like a tattered rag about to be crushed into a ball.

"No, I will not die here! I am a servant of His Highness Kazul, and I will ascend to the divine realm!"

The red light in his eyes burst forth, and a huge and twisted phantom of a red dragon appeared behind him. Compared to Kaisius, the red dragon in that phantom was even more frenzied and brutal, as if it could destroy everything in front of it at any moment.

This is Kazul, the "Crimson Embers," one of the three gods, and the dragon in the legends of the Church of Dragons who burned the Old World.

In an instant, the rocks shattered, the lava cave collapsed, and Kazul's divine power opened its massive maw, its dragon flames carrying the power to destroy everything, lashing out at the dragon-scale cultivators. Even the miniature black hole was annihilated by this power.

But Xia Ye Qiuyu was prepared. She had already awakened the emperor's bloodline within her and activated the Dragon Contract Sorcerer's strongest skill—Cross-Dimensional Breath, commonly known as Summoning the Great Father.

A blazing, intense pillar of fire tore through the confined space, broke through the blockade of the Doomsday Forbidden Zone, and erupted forth to confront Kazul's World-Burning Fire.

"boom--"

The two pillars of fire collided, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that instantly destroyed the entire cave, causing countless rocks to crash down and bury the players inside.

Grimagos was also blasted away by the impact. His massive body, nearly ten meters tall, slammed into the rock wall like a heavy hammer. The scales on his chest were burned through by the flames, leaving a charred hole.

He's given himself away!

The impenetrable defense that Kazul had bestowed upon him was finally breached!

"Damn humans, His Majesty Kazul wouldn't—"

Just as Grimagos was about to get up, a black shadow engulfed in flames attacked him amidst billowing smoke—it was the natural-born battle maniac transformed into the Hellfire Demon!
"go to hell!"

With a roar, the burning greatsword plunged deep into Grimagos's chest, piercing right through his still-beating heart.

As a follower of Kazul, Grimagos possessed extraordinary vitality. Even with his heart pierced, he did not die. Instead, he raised his last remaining giant claw, attempting to grab the natural-born warrior in mid-air.

However, at that moment, another dark figure attacked, its strong body covered in heavy scales, wielding an incomparably sharp spear that was constantly emitting destructive energy—it was the vanguard of the Dragon Scale Cultivators, on the banks of the Vodka River!
"Shh-"

With a piercing shriek, the more than ten-meter-long powered spear pierced through the air, piercing Grimagos's wrist and pinning his last remaining giant claw to the rock wall.

Instantly, rubble flew everywhere, blood gushed out, and Grimagos raised his head, howling in agony, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace, his pupils flashing with a deep red light, as if about to burst forth with intensely hot rays.

But the steel horde had already crept up silently, leaping up and shouting, "You think you're Superman with laser beams in your eyes? I'll poke your eyes out!"

The chainsaw sword, covered in sharp teeth and spinning rapidly, plunged directly into Grimagos's left eyeball, churning within its massive socket.

The divine power that was about to be released was disrupted, forming a powerful turbulent storm that was about to blow his head off. A pillar of fire shot out from his right eye, piercing through the earth and soaring into the sky!

"Roar--"

The roar was earth-shattering, causing the volcano to tremble. Under Grimagos's wrath, the power of the Scourge became increasingly violent, with raging clouds and several nearby volcanoes becoming active, spewing lava from them.

Without the slightest hesitation, Singo drew an arrow from his back, nocked it, and with one fluid motion, the sharp dragon-hunting arrow pierced the air, accompanied by a sharp "whoosh" sound, and pierced Grimagos's uninjured eyeball.

Grimagos's roar grew even more heart-wrenching, the earth trembled violently, scorching winds howled wildly, and dark ash clouds blotted out the sky, as if the end of the world was imminent.

But the innate warrior roared, and the infernal greatsword unleashed a torrent of hellfire, raging and burning Grimagos's body.

The dragon-scale cultivators swarmed forward, attacking with extremely high efficiency. Chainsaw swords and power swords continuously cleaved through flesh and blood, and power spears pierced through the body time and time again, as if they wanted to chop this huge half-dragon into mincemeat.

"You will all die under the wrath of Prince Kazul!" Grimagos roared furiously, his muscular body struggling fiercely. Despite the combined efforts of the dozen or so men, he was difficult to subdue.

Several dragon-scale cultivators were thrown away by the twisting bodies, and scorching pillars of fire spewed up from the ground.

But Iron Frenzy pulled out an oversized man-portable cannon, shoved it into Grimagos's mouth, and said viciously, "Shut up!"

The trigger was pulled, and the cannonball was fired.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, Grimagos's head was blasted open, and his heart was shredded by the innate warrior's Infernal Blade.

This former Kazul's Chosen One, the ruler of the calamities within a hundred miles, died in utter frustration under the siege of the players.

The heavens and earth trembled, as if mourning the death of this beloved one.

The fiery clouds suddenly dissipated, the smoke was blown away by the gale, the magma solidified into dark black rocks, and the land was regaining its vitality.

"Success!"

"Holy crap, he looks like he's really dead!"

"Brilliant!"

Players stood on Grimagos's corpse, arms around each other, cheering in victory. Even Iron Frenzy and Singo stood side by side, their faces beaming with uncontrollable joy.

Reward information appeared on their task logs.

[You have jointly killed [Crimson Eye - Grimagos], increasing your exploration progress in the Doomsday Forbidden Zone to 15% and granting you the option to choose a special reward. Please allocate it as you see fit.]
The next moment, Steel Frenzy and Singo, who had been like brothers and had an exceptionally good understanding, looked at each other and reached for their weapons with wary expressions. They jumped back more than ten meters, fearing that the other would suddenly launch a sneak attack.

The two men, their faces grim and eyes filled with hostility, roared in unison, "The reward belongs to us!" (End of Chapter)