The roar of the Divine made the sky tremble, the earth lant, the clouds dissipate completely, and the hills collapse and shatter.
The sky was dark and dreary, the gale howled, and the five-colored five-headed figure seed to beco the sole focus of this world, the origin of doomsday.
However, in the face of the overwhelming pressure, Cassius remained unfazed, still standing tall on the earth, even raising his head high, slowly spreading his wings, as if challenging this mighty Dragon God.
Tiamat’s barrier had long since dissipated, countless eyes gathered on those two large and unmatched figures, feeling that indescribable pressure, shocked beyond words.
"That, that is... is, is His Majesty Tiamat!"
"Mother of Evil Dragons above! This is a miracle! It seems this Red Dragon is dood!"
"Praise be to the immortal one!"
"Gods above, the Emperor of Ashes actually dares to face the Evil God, hopefully he can drive the Five-Colored Dragon Queen out of the Material Plane..."
"Ignorant fool—" Amidst the countless gazes, the five-headed giant dragon in the high sky flapped its wings and opened its bloodthirsty gigantic mouth, the torrent of Divine Power pouring out with astonishing montum.
The Red Dragon Emperor raised his head, opened his jaw, and from his throat surged imnse dragonfla, colliding with the torrent of Divine Power, causing a violent explosion, even vaguely suppressing it.
Cassius sneered and said, "Your Majesty Tiamat, should I say you are arrogant or—are you bluffing? You actually want to defeat now with a re tenuous Divine Power projection!"
Tiamat’s voice grew increasingly cold, with threads of inescapable killing intent:
"You have rely glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of Divine might and dare to be so bold! If my true form descends, you and your empire will face inevitable destruction!"
Yet Cassius still showed no fear, only offering a cold smile: "Your Majesty Tiamat, I know you all too well.
If you now had the ability for your true form to descend to the world, you would have already co down and crushed with your supre Divine Power during my battle with Erebos—there was no need to wait until now."
The Dragon Crystal on the chest of the Red Dragon Emperor burst forth with dazzling red light, the dragonfla in his mouth growing fiercer, breaking through the torrent of Divine Power,
"Your appearance before as a Divine Power projection, bluffing and threatening, can only an one thing—"
Instantly, that scorching dragonfla tore through the sky with irresistible montum, striking at the five-headed dragon phantom in the high sky.
"Right now, you can’t stop at all!"
Before the words fell, the sound of breaking air resounded through the sky, the violent dragonfla directly dispersing the five-headed dragon phantom in the high sky, making its form distort.
The surging dragonfla dyed half of the sky orange-red, thick smoke obscuring the sun, churning without end.
The cultists, upon seeing Tiamat at a disadvantage, suddenly cried out in horror, their ugly, scale-covered faces full of shock, disbelief.
"Could it be... Her Majesty the Dragon Queen is going to lose?"
"How is it possible! That, that is His Majesty Tiamat, the progenitor of all five-colored evil dragons, how could she lose to this Red Dragon?"
In the eyes of the lower-level cultists of the Dragon Worship Church, Tiamat was an omnipotent deity, a giant dragon about to rule the mortal world, and there was no one—not even a giant dragon—who could contend with her.
But now, looking at the five-headed dragon scattered by dragonfla, the cultists were on the brink of collapse, their faith wavering, almost crumbling.
Their omnipotent deity had actually fallen into a disadvantage before this Emperor of Ashes, nearly being repelled!
Under the relentless burning of the imnse dragonfla, the five-headed dragon howled to the sky, twisting its body with a hideous expression: "Cassius, don’t be too happy too soon—this is just the beginning! Do you think I can never descend to the Material Plane?"
"Of course, Your Majesty Tiamat—" The Red Dragon Emperor flapped his wings, soared into the air, charging toward the phantom of Tiamat high in the sky.
"This will mark the beginning of my complete victory over you and the destruction of the Dragon Worship Church!"
For the current Cassius, an ordinary Divine Power projection was no longer a threat, only serving as "nourishnt" for him, the fla growing fiercer, nearly engulfing the five-headed dragon’s phantom.
While furiously unleashing his power, Cassius didn’t forget to taunt: "Even as just a Divine Power projection, the power to cross the World Wall isn’t insignificant—is it worth it?—Just to let your pathetic followers witness their deity being destroyed?"
In the fierce flas, Tiamat’s gaze grew even colder, itching to sacrifice a Divine Status to crush this Red Dragon Emperor to pieces:
"Arrogant traitor... soon I’ll make you understand, a fleeting victory is aningless to an eternal Divine, only the final victor gains everything!"
Cassius unleashed a Breath, scattering Tiamat’s White Dragon head, mocking coldly: "Ha, so you admit you lost to this ti?"
"Get lost—"
Tiamat roared angrily, the Breath made of Divine Power surged forth, but was easily dodged by the Red Dragon Emperor, failing to inflict any damage.
She was already sowhat ashad and enraged.
"Damn Variant Dragon, such beings should have been cleansed earlier..."
The Five-Colored Dragon Queen was filled with regret for not having suppressed and killed the Red Dragon earlier, but instead allowing him to grow.
The speed of this Red Dragon’s growth was simply too fast.
So fast it was unimaginable.
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