Chapter 1033: Chapter 262 Rebel_3
He voluntarily tore open Hell’s space, opening a portal to Tiamat’s Nest, a world filled with darkness and teeming with five-colored evil dragons appeared before everyone.
The blue dragons and green dragons that followed Tiamat let out roars, flapping their wings, and entered the portal one after another.
“Your Highness Cassius…”
The female Red Dragon, unwilling to leave, glanced at Cassius before departing, her golden pupils full of desire.
Then the monstrous five-headed beast, as vast as a mountain and terrifyingly fierce, also dove in.
As she was about to leave, Tiamat turned her head, looking poignantly at Cassius, her gaze profound: “Cassius, my rebellious child.”
“Soon, in the calls of the world, I will return to the Material Plane; that will be your last chance for redemption.”
“If you insist on standing in my way, blocking the great cause of the five-colored dragons’ revival… don’t bla for being ruthless.”
The spatial rupture slowly closed, and the divine power pressure that cloaked the sky also gradually dissipated.
“The Giant Dragon Tyranny, according to the previous tiline, was supposed to start in at least three years, but due to my influence, this grand event has been advanced quite a bit.” Cassius thought.
He was still sowhat apprehensive about Tiamat’s terrifying strength.
Subsequently, Cassius nodded slightly in the direction of Asmodius, saying respectfully, “Thank you for your support, esteed Lord of Nine Prisons.”
“Cassius, you’ve done well, I never thought you could actually kill that Frost Giant, truly… unexpected.”
Asmodius chuckled, lightly swinging the scepter, asking as if on a whim, “Interested in falling into Hell?”
“As long as you’re willing to transform into a Hell creature, I can offer you the position of Master of Avernus.”
Piere nearby looked perturbed, as if recalling so unspeakable mory, his heart jumped to his throat.
Hundreds of years ago, this Lord of Nine Prisons had similarly ousted him from the position of Hell Lord, Asmodius rely tapped the ground with the scepter, and Piere lost all authority, reduced to a stray dog.
Cassius calmly refused: “Lord Asmodius, you should know, I am uninterested in Hell’s power; otherwise, I would have agreed to Tiamat’s proposal just now.”
“Ultimately, the Ashen Empire is my foundation, and I am only willing to do what benefits the Empire.”
“Why bother, the kingdoms in the Mortal Realm vanish in an instant, but Hell’s ruling can be eternal and immortal.” Asmodius shook his head sowhat regretfully, then turned into a fla and dissipated in mid-air.
Piere finally breathed a sigh of relief, at this mont, he finally kept his position, not being ousted.
He stepped forward, a fake smile on his face: “Cassius… Your Majesty, Avernus will forever be a solid ally of the Empire.”
Cassius also smiled: “Of course, the friendship between the Empire and Avernus is as everlasting as your rule.”
The two exchanged a smile, each harboring their own plans.
Piere thought about how to promote his confidants to solidify Avernus’ rule and eliminate Cassius’ influence.
He didn’t believe this greedy Red Dragon truly was as he claid—without desires, uninterested in Hell’s power.
And Cassius thought to himself: If under Asmodius’s appointnt, he ruled Avernus, that was rely working for soone else.
But he had bigger ambitions—he wanted to turn Avernus into a part of the Empire’s colonial system.
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