Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 408 The sky is shattered and the earth is shattered
The power of Fa Tian Xiang Di is not simply a magical power that allows one to expand in size.

In the classic duel in "Journey to the West", when the sage Erlang Zhenjun performed this method, his body suddenly grew ten thousand feet tall and turned into a god and demon with green face, fangs, and red hair. Sun Wukong followed suit, and their bodies and faces were the same... Rather than saying it became bigger, the Fa Tian Xiang Di was more like a great magical power to summon the Dharma images of heaven and earth.

Without a mirror, Lyon had no way of knowing his true appearance.

Anyway, the spells he mastered through the golden finger reward always have some "house rules" characteristics. At least one thing is certain, his Dharma appearance is not a dragon with four legs on the ground, but a human form, a half-dragon form, with a bloody mouth, sharp teeth and claws, wings and tail.

In this endless bloody battlefield, there were no mountains as a reference, and Leon didn't know how tall he was, whether it was thousands of feet high. He only knew that his vision was extremely high. The volcano spewing flames in the distance looked like a small mound, and the fighting demons and devils all turned into ants.

Leon looked down at the ant-like battlefield below him. In his eyes, the fight between demons and devils was nothing more than a fight between two nests of ants.

He didn't care about the demons and devils mixed together, he slowly raised his right foot, and the shadow covered the battlefield with a radius of hundreds or thousands of meters like a sky curtain.

When Leon's foot landed, the whole of Avernus seemed to tremble.

Hundreds and thousands of demons and devils didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into meat paste by the force that was enough to flatten the mountains, and the ground instantly collapsed, leaving a giant footprint.

In the face of this devastating force, the instincts of intelligent creatures finally overwhelmed the frenzy of bloody battle.

Not to mention those undisciplined demons, even the devils who obey orders and are fearless of death were scared out of their wits.

High-level demons and devils who could teleport cast spells one after another. Groups of Flo demons, bone demons, lust demons, and horned demons collided in the air. The ground troops went into a frenzy - the Iron Cavalry Demons drove their mounts to crush the Original Demons, and the Chain Demons swung their chains at their fellow Legion Demons.

However, there is never a shortage of stupid and reckless demons. Dozens of berserkers, whipped by the demon lord, climbed up Leon's legs like fleas, and swarms of Flo demons formed a suicide squadron and pounced on Leon's face like locusts.

Leon just waved his hand nonchalantly, and the Flo demons immediately fell to the ground like raindrops. He stomped his feet, and the berserkers hanging on his legs were like sand being shaken off.

"Is that true?" Zariel pointed at Leon, clenching his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.

Is that half-dragon who is taller than a volcano really a transformed red dragon?
Could the god she once served be capable of such a large and terrifying size?

Zariel's eyes were bloodshot when she saw her loyal army - the elite army she had built up over the years - being trampled to death by the towering half-dragon and crushed into a carpet of flesh and blood.

"My Lord!" the lieutenant screamed, but Zariel had already drawn her weapon and shot up into the sky as a burning meteor. As the ruler of Avernus, anyone could run away, but she could never run away like a stray dog.

"Who are you?" Zariel's voice was hoarse. "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Who are you?" Leon said and slapped Zariel.

If Vromo is a slow-flying moth, then Zariel is a super-fast bee. Leon swung his palm several times but failed to hit Zariel. Zariel was much more flexible than he expected, and in the end, he was stung on the face by the bee.

A burning pain suddenly came from his cheek - Zariel's sword actually scratched his face with a small bloody mark. Although it was insignificant, it was enough to make Leon furious. He suddenly changed his strategy and slapped Zariel with both palms together.

For Leon, if Leon is an adult, Zariel is not as big as a bee, at most the size of a gadfly. It is not easy for Leon to hit her, but he can lose countless times, while Zariel can only lose once... She was caught by Leon, squeezed in his hand, and then thrown to the ground like a stone.

The water of the River Styx splashed countless waves, and Zariel fell to the bottom of the river like a meteorite, plowing a long gully on the dark riverbed, and countless wailing souls were shattered by the shock wave.

When the Lord of Avernus struggled to stand up from the mud at the bottom of the river, the iconic flaming halo above her head had gone out, and her pale scalp was exposed in the dim light of the Styx, like a peeled egg, a real drowned chicken.

The water of the Styx is cursed with evil magic. It will make anyone who touches it as if they were struck by a mental retardation spell, but it is difficult to affect a big devil.

Zariel climbed out of the River Styx and lay beside it, his empty eyes reflecting the gray sky... It turns out that true despair is the suffocating feeling of not even being able to think of revenge.

You don't know how terrifying it is unless you have experienced it yourself. That towering figure has become a mark on her soul.

For a moment, Zariel even wished that the cursed waters of the Styx could wash away her memories. Not the glory of being a warrior, nor the dignity of being a ruler, but simply the most basic fear of being a loser.

Leon knocked Zariel away, and then stomped on countless demons and devils to death. He held a sword in his right hand, and his sword could grow larger with him. He swept his left hand over his legs, brushing off the demons that were crawling up his legs like dust, and shouted loudly: "Who else?"

"Who else?" Leon's voice exploded like thunder.

The surviving devils and demons were terrified and fled, and no one dared to approach. At this moment, the former Lord of Avernus, Bell, flapped his wings and flew in front of Leon. Everyone held their breath, thinking that he would be slapped away like Zariel... But unexpectedly, the super-super-giant half-dragon stopped moving.

"Okay, I'll give you a favor, Bell."

This is the opportunity that Lyon gave Bale to perform. He did what Zariel couldn't do.

"Demon, get out of Avernus."

Leon laughed loudly and stepped forward with his giant feet to attack the demons. If any demon was accidentally stepped on to death, he could only blame himself for his bad luck... In such a battle, who can care about distinguishing between friends and foes, and who can tell who is good and who is bad in a group of ants?

On the bloody battlefield, the devil's army had already wisely retreated, and the demon army with its back against the River Styx became Leon's best target.

The original demons are just sand and are not worth mentioning. The berserker demons are at best some annoying little red ants. The giant bull demons are just big black ants. Those cunning Balrog demons rely on teleportation and wings to escape everywhere, which is a headache for people.

Leon caught a glimpse of a familiar figure—the Gnoll Lord Yeenoghu.

Leon stretched out his hand to grab Yeenog, but the little dog ran away very fast, leaving only his poor transport demon Krukoktoik behind. This demon, which was a giant beast in the eyes of ordinary demons, was just a struggling mudskipper in Leon's hands.

Paji——

Lyon casually threw Krukoktoik to the ground, then stepped on him, causing him to burst, and the smelly body fluids splashed everywhere like a volcanic eruption.

Lyon trampled demons along the Styx, killing a large number of them with one kick. Occasionally, he reached out to scoop up a barge on the Styx that was transporting troops for the demons and broke it in half, or swung his sword... Those boatmen who did business on the Styx, specializing in transporting troops and supplies for the demons and charging huge commissions were in bad luck. They lost both their boats and their lives and lost everything.

Zariel was still lying beside the River Styx, and Bell followed behind Leon, organizing the devils to fight back against the demons. The big devils who used to be sarcastic to him didn't dare to say a word this time, and tried to drive all the demons out of Avernus... The number of demons was still at a disadvantage, but the demon army had already been defeated.

The devils continued to advance, forcing large numbers of demons toward the River Styx.

The turbid water of the River Styx, with sickly white foam, was now filled with the corpses and broken limbs of demons.

The demon lord was furious, but he could only rage helplessly from a safe distance.

Leon walked with heavy steps. Wherever he went, demons fled. He walked from one battlefield to another, killing countless demons, more than hundreds of thousands of them... He was very tall, but the area of ​​his feet was limited. Unless he was willing to roll around on the battlefield without any image, it would be difficult for him to wipe out the fleeing mob.

In fact, not that many demons actually died at Leon's feet. Most of them were trampled to death by their own kind while fleeing, killed by counterattacking demons, or jumped into the River Styx and drowned in panic.

Leon finally stopped - this time was very short, but it would be very long for most people - and looked around.

Leon saw the Wandering Mall, and someone in the Wandering Mall was looking at him.

Bunny, the barber who runs a shop in the Wandering Mall, looks like an optimistic, well-maintained Calimshan human woman. Her true identity is actually an ancient copper dragon named Bararastor. She was assigned by Bahamut to settle in Avernus and keep a close eye on the increasing activities of Tiamat's followers.

Leon looked away and saw Zariel struggling to get up.

Leon keenly noticed that there was a sight line from the jagged, crown-shaped mountain fortress, which was undoubtedly from Tiamat, and it was hiding little by little from his sight... The evil dragon queen was powerful and indifferent, and she seldom took action unless her victory was certain.

At this moment, countless eyes were looking at Avernus and Leon.

The demons had already fled, and it was none of Leon's business whether the devil could drive all the demons out of Avernus. He gave Bell a chance to show off, and it was none of his business whether he could regain the throne of Avernus in the end.

Leon did not continue to chase the demons because he was leaving, leaving Avernus.

"It's really boring." Leon muttered, put away the statue, turned into a rainbow light and left the bloody battlefield, took out the plane amulet, and targeted the material plane... He had to leave, his mana was now exhausted, not a drop was left, and his current mana could only sustain the magic of heaven and earth for one or two minutes at most.

Anyway, it feels good to show off and then run away.

(End of this chapter)