Chapter 265: Chapter 189 Keman’s Revenge_2
“Boom!”
In that instant, the cave lit up as bright as day.
The demons lurking in the darkness, ready to ambush, were instantly turned to ash by the extre heat of the flas.
Anything standing in the path of this breath was rcilessly destroyed.
The pillar of fire even lted through and bored into the rock, penetrating deep within.
The demons let out piercing wails, flying and crawling frantically throughout the cave, trying to escape the terrifying breath.
...
However, this was still not the end.
Cassius spread his wings, maintaining his breath while casting a spell through sheer will.
In that nearly solid aura of extraordinary charisma, the Magic Web trembled violently, stirring up a raging tide of sorcery.
[Burning Stone Haze]
Hundreds of small, scorching volcanic rocks fell from mid-air, accompanied by a deluge of volcanic ash smoke, all pouring into the cave.
“Taste the haze of the Pri Material Plane,”
Cassius said.
Ordinary demons needed to breathe. Their lungs were incredibly strong, highly resistant to external gases, including the Abyssal death vapors that could kill most Pri Material World creatures. Similarly, demons could breathe in any natural gases in the Pri Material World.
But the volcanic smoke of Cassius was not just a simple natural gas; it was filled with ash debris containing terrifying heat.
The volcanic ash would turn the demons’ bodies into high-temperature furnaces, even lting their shells directly.
Dozens of Frosthorn demons flew chaotically in the smoke, colliding with each other as their visibility was obscured, eventually suffocating to death after inhaling too much ash and falling.
Hundreds of Coward Demons struggled on the ground, even fighting amongst themselves, ultimately unable to escape their doom.
So of the demons, upon death, turned into a puddle of black, tar-like pus.
So demons shed their skin, leaving exposed muscles and internal organs.
So demons collapsed, their flesh decayed instantly, leaving a nauseating stench. The bones remained, but crumbled at the slightest touch.
So demons beca semi-transparent and vanished in a burst of electrical light, leaving their images imprinted on nearby walls.
The death of demons often brought various unnatural phenona. As beings created by The Abyss, born from the chaotic consciousness of the Abyss, they resembled an embodint of disaster more than a re “species.”
More demons fled the cave in unison, despite their chaotic and frenzied nature, they had a sense of self-preservation.
Those terrifying demons were now wailing as they ran from the cave, covered in ash.
This was exactly what Cassius wanted.
A hint of amusent flashed in the red dragon’s pale gold pupils.
“It seems these ‘rats’ are being forced out.”
Cassius slowly closed his mouth. Due to the extre heat, the surrounding air had long since warped, and heavy white smoke enveloped his jaws.
He swung his giant claws forcefully, the muscles bulging on his scaly, strong arm.
[Scratch Technique]
A shimring claw-shaped magical field appeared nearby, like a void claw, slicing several demons in half.
These resilient demons wailed and groaned on the ground, black blood oozing continuously, twisted worms crawling from their remains.
Finally, those few demons turned to ash, leaving only the writhing worms.
If a demon was killed on another plane, its physical body would ultimately return to The Abyss—unless forcibly retained by magical ans.
No matter what happened to the demon’s corpse, as long as it was killed outside The Abyss, its “essence” would return to the primordial chaos of The Abyss, then be reford into a new demon.
“Roar—”
“Worms from the Abyss!”
Cassius roared, his massive body of nearly thirty ters directly charging into the demon horde.
“Howl!”
Several strong, lee-prone Berserker Demons let out piercing howls, charging from different directions, attempting to tear through the red dragon’s scales with their disproportionately large claws.
But under the absolute difference in strength, all struggles were futile.
The red dragon moved like a rolling mountain, rcilessly crushing the approaching Berserker Demons into black-red pulp. Those large claws didn’t even touch the red dragon’s scales, being incinerated by flas instead.
Even the demons who fled at the sound were reduced to ash by the lightning and flas surrounding the red dragon, sent back to the blood pools of The Abyss.
Several Bagulamo Demons, gorilla-like in form, took a running leap at the red dragon, attempting a pumling attack.
But it was like charging into a wall. Cassius didn’t even feel the attack while the arcing electricity made the Bagulamo Demons tremble all over.
Finally, they fell to the ground and were crushed by the red dragon with ease.
In an instant, hundreds of demons were easily killed by Cassius, making him feel sowhat bored.
“Is this all?”
Cassius stood on the bloodstained ground, his wings slowly unfolding, covering the trembling demons.
Suddenly, a vague, colossal humanoid figure erged from the smoky cave entrance—that was the Fallen Giant.
Abyssal fire burst from his eyes, his body covered in cracks exuding a dim yellowish glow.
“Cassius, I’m going to kill you!”
The giant roared, raising a black spear, breaking through the smoke and leaping high.
This leap spanned nearly a hundred ters, the gleaming spearhead aid directly at the red dragon’s skull, seemingly ready to pierce it in the next mont.
The giant swooped down like a falling teor.
Yet, under the enhancent of [Agile as a Dragon], the red dragon’s speed and reflexes were at their peak, not to ntion he had already foreseen the danger from behind.
“Whoosh—”
Cassius rely moved his wings slightly, causing a fierce gale, his massive dragon form turning into an afterimage, soaring hundreds of ters into the sky.
In mid-air, Keman’s expression changed dramatically. His attack missed entirely, yet the montum of his fall was unstoppable.
Imdiately, the earth shook, raising a cloud of dust.
When the dust settled, the Fallen Giant was knelt on the ground with a ferocious expression, the black spear deeply impaled into the cracked ground, penetrating several ters deep.
The giant slowly rose, gripping the spear, muscles bulging on his arms.
With a slight sound, he forcibly pulled the spear from the ground’s depths.
The Fallen Giant raised the black spear high, its tip aid once more at Cassius in the sky.
He lifted his head, letting out a heart-wrenching, throat-tearing howl. These words had brewed in his mind countless tis, awaiting this mont for a full release.
“Cassius, tremble, for I have returned!”
“I will never forget the hatred, for the hatred—is my Spear of Revenge. I’ll tell you, every night of these three years, I fantasized about eting you again. I will tear every inch of your body, strip every scale, plunder your treasure, destroy your kingdom, and kill all your people!”
“The sha you brought to , I’ll repay a hundred tis over!”
“Rember, the giant who brings you all this despair is nad Keman, the avenging Child of Chaos!”
The Fallen Giant roared, venting his long-suppressed emotions recklessly, his massive, corrupt body trembling, muddy eyes burning with demonic fury.
Yet the red dragon in the sky did not react as he had imagined with rage.
On the contrary, Cassius calmly and slowly flapped his wings, pondering, trying to rember the identity of this giant.
After thinking it through, he still couldn’t recall how he had offended this demon giant or where this nesis had co from.
Thus, Cassius asked in an odd tone,
“So…who are you?”
Compared to insults, ignoring was the greatest affront.
Instantly, Keman felt a surge of corrupt blood rise to his throat, his fury nearly palpable.
The enemy he had obsessed over day and night, didn’t even know he existed as an avenger, and didn’t care about his revenge at all!
Reviews
All reviews (0)