Ember Dragon

"Gentlemen—it is time. Tiamat is about to break through to godhood in the material plane. We must stop this from happening."

"Go all out, this farce should end now."

"It's a pity that the troublesome red dragon hasn't been killed yet. It's always good to have one less of these disruptive beings."

"Then please join me in destroying His divine kingdom!"

In the sky above hell, the gods Tyr, Tom, Bahamut, Ilmat, and others simultaneously raised their hands, and divine power of various colors appeared in the sky, forming torrents of power.

The laws of justice, brilliance, order, goodness, war, and other fields intertwine to generate a supreme power capable of transforming the very origin of the universe.

Finally, the divine power converged and gradually condensed into a sword of judgment tens of thousands of meters long, releasing an incomparably terrifying and chilling pressure.

Accompanied by a muffled wail and a crisp sound, space crumbled inch by inch under the mighty power of the gods, and the true form of Tiamat's Nest appeared in mid-air.

It was an enormous dragon's nest, radiating divine power and pressure—the very divine kingdom that Tiamat had created with her own might, Tiamat's Nest!

This dragon's nest is like an island suspended in mid-air, stretching as far as the eye can see. It features a variety of ecosystems, including forests, grasslands, icebergs, volcanoes, and oceans, making it suitable for various dragon creatures to live in.

Whether it's the five-colored dragon, the dragon beast, the descendant of the evil dragon, or subspecies of dragons like the sea dragon and the rock dragon, they can all find a suitable environment here.

This is the divine realm created by Tiamat, a continent whose size rivals that of a material plane, large enough to accommodate numerous believers from the multiverse.

The kingdom of Tiamat is teeming with five-colored dragons, wyverns, and dragon vein creatures, which fill the sky and swarm about like flies. At the heart of the dragon's lair stands a towering mountain, upon which Tiamat's magnificent palace is built, making it exceptionally spectacular.

This mountain is known as the "Treasure Mountain of the Dragon Queen," and it is said to contain more treasures than the stars in the sky that Tiamat plundered from the multiverse, as well as the remains of countless people who coveted the treasure.

Tiamat's true form seems to be sleeping deep within the treasure mountain, hidden amidst mountains of gold and silver, always with her endless riches.

The entire divine kingdom was covered by a semi-transparent membrane of light, surrounded by a thin black mist.

As the ruler of the divine realm and the creator goddess of the plane, Tiamat possesses absolute authority over everything within her divine realm, and even powerful deities cannot forcibly enter her kingdom.

But at this moment, with the gods joining forces, the entire Nest of Tiamat began to shake. The earth trembled, the sky cracked, and dragons howled and roared, creating an extremely chaotic scene.

"Ow—"

"Your Majesty Tiamat!"

"Has the Mother Goddess abandoned us?"

The inhabitants of God's kingdom were in a state of panic, their hearts filled with fear, crowding together and letting out frantic screams.

In their eyes, the whole world seemed to be cracking and collapsing, and Tiamat's omnipotent image in their hearts was gradually crumbling, and their faith seemed to be on the verge of collapse!
The "Sword of Judgment," forged by the gods, tore through the blood-red sky, mercilessly piercing the outer defenses of the divine realm, and penetrating Tiamat's divine kingdom, directly striking the divine essence located deep within the mountain peak.

"For justice!"

"attack!"

The allied forces of the gods poured into the divine realm through the rift cleaved by the sword of judgment, fighting one after another against Tiamat's servants. Smoke filled the sky, and countless dragons and wyverns fell from the sky, only to be reborn one after another in the blood pool of the divine realm.

The gods struck again, and with a muffled roar, the sword of judgment pierced the mountain peak at the center of Tiamat's Nest, causing the earth to tremble.

Just then, a furious roar came from the depths of Baoshan, creating ripples in the sky above the divine kingdom.

"The gods—"

"You despicable, shameless, hypocritical scoundrels, how dare you attack my divine kingdom at this time—"

The voice came from Tiamat, the goddess of dragons and the five-colored dragon queen!

The gods looked down upon this vast divine kingdom with indifferent eyes, as if they could see the true form of the five-headed dragon hidden deep within the mountains.

The platinum dragon in the sky raised its head and roared.

Bahamut then transformed into an old man holding a scepter and wearing a silver robe, and said coldly, "This is the end, Tiamat. Your atrocities have threatened the order and balance of the multiverse."

"coward--"

Tiamat's roar was heart-wrenching and terrifying: "Bahamut! It is because of cowardly cowards like you that we dragons have fallen from our thrones and ended up in this state!"

"But you have no shame, and for tens of thousands of years you have been mingling with the gods who betrayed us in the past. You are a disgrace to the dragon race, a disgrace to the bloodline of Aio!"

Bahamut remained the same wise old man, his expression indifferent, though his eyes had turned colder: "The rise and fall of a race is simply the law of the multiverse. Your so-called 'for the dragon race' is more like for your own selfish desires."

Enough talk, let's all join forces.

Bahamut raised his scepter, and behind him appeared a phantom of a platinum dragon tens of thousands of meters long. The dragon opened its huge mouth, and its frosty white breath poured down like a waterfall of stars, purifying all evil and sins it came into contact with.

Behind Him, the God of Justice, with his only remaining arm Tyr, raises his warhammer, his burning, weeping eyes appearing in the sky, symbolizing compassion for all things and absolute, just judgment.

Brilliant beams of light descended from those weeping eyes, mercilessly annihilating countless evil dragons that had committed sins and slaughtered mortals.

Amidst the solemn hymn of judgment, a beam of light, a kilometer in diameter and resembling a colossal pillar supporting the sky, was projected onto the center of the sacred mountain, striking towards Tiamat, the culprit behind everything.

At the same time, those mysterious and noble figures made their moves simultaneously, and several beams of light containing divine power descended from the sky.

Justice, light, order, compassion, war, death—the immense power of these laws intertwined, destroying the very essence of Tiamat's Nest and causing everything there to gradually crumble.

"Do not--"

"Gods, I will make you pay the price!"

Tiamat let out a desperate cry, and the divine power within the divine realm condensed into a colossal figure with five colors and five heads, spreading its sky-covering dragon wings to block the way atop the sacred mountain.

"Your Majesty Tiamat!"

"Mother Goddess! We still have a chance!"

The surviving believers in God's kingdom looked at the majestic figure in the sky, like drowning people grasping at a last straw, and shouted excitedly.

But soon, their voices grew weaker and weaker, filled with despair. "No, it can't be."

"Her Majesty Tiamat actually..."

Under the watchful, devout gazes of countless eyes, the five-colored, five-headed dragon gradually crumbled under the combined attack of more than a dozen divine forces, emitting painful cries as if it would collapse at any moment.

The roaring and explosions grew louder, but a silence spread among the believers within the church.

Faith is gradually fading, and the idol in my heart is slowly crumbling.

how is this possible.

Their goddess, the omnipotent dragon queen, after achieving immortality, was about to lose.

Meanwhile, in the material plane, in the central plains.

Two breaths tore through the sky, clashing fiercely high in the air. The resulting shockwaves destroyed everything within a radius of several miles, creating a huge, hemispherical cavity on the ground filled with flowing lava.

Tiamat, the three-headed dragon she had transformed into, was initially in the lead, but at that moment, her body suddenly shattered, and her enormous and ferocious dragon body, like a fragile piece of glass, revealed countless cracks.

"Gods—damn it, of all times!"

Tiamat's face contorted in a ferocious grimace as she unleashed a series of heavy roars from the depths of her throat. The power of her breath suddenly weakened, and she was pushed back several thousand meters by Kaisius's dragonfire.

"Those old guys have finally made their move," Kaisius grinned, shaking his body as his divinity ignited, and the dragon flames from his mouth grew even more intense, like an inverted waterfall that blotted out the sky.

"boom!"

The dragon flames advanced at an extremely fast speed, blotting out the sky and engulfing the three-headed dragon high in the sky.

Tiamat was engulfed in flames, her entire dragon resembling a melting candle, the flames raging as scales, skin, and flesh peeled off, revealing her stark white, grotesque bones.

"Casius, you're lucky! If it weren't for those despicable bastards, you'd be dead for good!"

Tiamat roared in agony, her voice muffled by the cracking sounds of flesh bursting, her tone filled with the bitter resentment of impending defeat.

Kaisius approached step by step, his voice calm and indifferent, like the icy lake of the North: "Tiamat, when you chose to descend into the material plane, you should have already foreseen this moment. The gods will not sit idly by and watch an evil god reign supreme in the material plane."

Stop making excuses. This has nothing to do with luck; it's simply because you lost—you lost to me! You lost to the Burning Empire!

"A disgrace to the dragons!"

Tiamat gritted her teeth, but could only utter a weak and feeble curse, powerless against Kaisius's sarcastic remarks.

He knew perfectly well that if he did not return to the Kingdom of God, the gods would never let go of this opportunity to completely eliminate him, or rather, those treacherous and cunning fellows would be more than happy for Tiamat's soul to be forever trapped in the material plane.

At that time, His divinity will be divided among the gods and become their spoils.

If Tiamat's true form is killed, its divine essence is taken away, and its divine kingdom is destroyed, Tiamat will completely lose the chance to make a comeback.

Therefore, Tiamat dared not gamble.

But why?
Why did He, after a thousand years of planning, ultimately lose to a dragon cub that was only a few decades old?

Why should this damned traitor get everything He wants so easily?
"No, this shouldn't be! Why you?"

Tiamat's eyes were fixed on the red dragon in the distance, and she was breathing heavily, with gunpowder smoke and poisonous mist coming from her nostrils.

Kaisius gave a cold look, flapped his wings, and tore through the space in front of him with his sharp dragon claws, instantly arriving in front of Tiamat.

Countless spatial rifts appeared around Tiamat, and those spiderweb-like rifts gradually split open, forming passages leading to the outer planes—or more precisely, to Aphrodite, the hell of Bathor.

Kaisius could see that Tiamat wanted to take her soul with her and drag her broken body away.

Even though it is riddled with holes, this divine body was obtained by Him through countless resources and the sacrifice of millions of lives.

But he wouldn't let the other party have his way. Now that he'd come to his empire, how could he allow this old fellow to escape so easily?
"Is this a place you can come and go as you please, my dear Your Majesty?" Kaisius laughed angrily.

"Get out of my way—you shameless scum, traitor to the dragon race! You lowly bastard who deserves to be skinned alive!"

Tiamat was already somewhat exasperated, completely lacking the composure expected of a deity, and almost recklessly tore through space.

His time is running out. For every second his soul stays in the material plane, his divine essence will be depleted, and it may take at least several thousand years to recover.

The material plane at this moment is like a walled city; those outside want to get in, while those inside want to get out.
He once longed to destroy the city walls, enter this besieged city, and become its sole master.

Tiamat, however, is now eager to escape from here and return to her divine kingdom to resist the combined invasion of the gods.

It's all because of that damned red dragon.

If it weren't for him.
Tiamat even had the urge to reverse time and go back decades to kill Caesus prematurely, but even a god doesn't have that ability.

Even the Primordial Time Dragon cannot travel through time and space at will, as this would violate the fundamental laws of the universe.

The three-headed dragon's body was constantly flashing, and the divine radiance on its surface sometimes brightened and sometimes dimmed.

Tiamat was extremely anxious as she felt the divine power within her body rapidly draining away like a flood from a burst dam, and as she felt her divine essence shaking and cracking.

But with Kaisius's deliberate reinforcement, the surrounding space was like a diamond-cast city wall, with a tight and indestructible structure.

"Your Majesty Tiamat, now that you're here, even if you don't die, you'll have to shed a layer of skin for me!"

Kaisius sneered contemptuously, then raised his dragon claw, clenched it tightly, and the sound of air exploding came from his palm.

Imperial Territory: The Cage!
wow-

Countless golden chains extended from the void, tightly binding Tiamat's divine body with a crisp sound, and firmly locking her neck, claws, wings, and tail.

This scene is extremely eerie:
The once invincible ultimate being, the divine abomination whose mission was to destroy the old world, is now bound in place like livestock, awaiting the butcher's slaughter. (End of Chapter)