Chapter 466: Chapter 388 Dragon Roar Chapter 466: Chapter 388 Dragon Roar “God, Machei Emil was eaten too!”
“No, it can’t be…”
“He was the noble Kapukulu, the Sultan’s trusted aide!”
“By the Lord of Flas, the rumors were true! That is a Soul Devouring Dragon!”
“That, that is the apostle sent by the Lord of Flas to punish the gravest of sinners, he is here to reprimand us!”
Seeing Machei being swallowed whole by Dragonfla almost without a struggle, the Fire Giants on the city wall cried out in terror, completely losing their courage.
The brave and battle-hardened Emil was “eaten,” and the Fire Drake Cavalry Legion was annihilated before eting the enemy, with the magic ballistae being ineffective—the unfolding events far exceeded the Fire Giants’ imagination.
Fire Giants were indeed a fervent and combative race, capable of being valiant and fearless on the battlefield, but they were not fools rushing towards their death.
Facing such a situation, almost all the Fire Giants made the sa choice—
Run!
Leave here imdiately!
Leave this place occupied by the terrifying “Soul Devouring Dragon.”
“Run quickly!”
“That dragon is the embodint of sin!”
“Head to the City of Brass! We must survive to report this to the Great Sultan!”
The Fire Giants abandoned their silk battle robes, dropping their bloodied brass armor.
They transford their lower bodies into gray smoke and ashes, flying desperately, with many already starting to cast teleportation spells.
As the rulers of this city, there were only over five hundred Fire Giants in Black Iron City.
But within the city, there were nearly forty thousand slaves of various races from different planes, almost all captured by the Fire Giants.
The Fire Lizards, Fire Dwarfs, Fire Imps, even human and giant slaves within the city raised their heads in unison, their scorching chains clinking.
“That is…”
“By the Gods, it’s the Fire Giants!”
“They are running away! The dragon is devouring the Giants!”
These slaves, who used to toil endlessly under the Fire Giants’ fiery whips, lashed and scorched daily,
faced these mighty elental beings, knowing they were no match.
Over ti, so slaves even began to regard the Fire Giants as invincible deities, branding submission into their hearts.
But at this mont, their worldview shattered.
“So these Giants are not invincible!”
“They can run too!”
“They can die too!”
Those once arrogant and domineering Fire Giants now fled like lambs being hunted by wolves, in complete disarray.
No trace of their dignity and pride as the “higher race of fire elents” was left.
The enormous Red Dragon ascended the city wall, treading on the brass spire, unfurling its vast wings, and let out a triumphant roar.
“Roar—”
“Fire Giants! You will pay for your arrogance!”
“You consider yourselves the masters of the Fire Elental Plane, the darlings of the fla, your long-standing impunity has made you forget how to revere a giant dragon!”
Cassius roared his hastily concocted lines with impressive fury, eagerly opening his gigantic, fiery maw.
“Boom—”
The sound ripped through the air, and a torrent of raging flas spewed out, rapidly expanding, occupying half the sky in an instant.
“By the Lord of Flas!”
“What is that?”
“No—”
Those Fire Giants fled frantically but could not escape the searing tongues of fla behind them.
These Giants, who had burned countless hos, now tasted the agony of being incinerated, eting their end enfolded in Dragonfla.
Cassius flapped his wings vigorously, unleashing a scorching whirlwind that ford a terrifying wing storm, sweeping all around.
A sea of fire flooded the sky.
Buildings and structures on the ground were lifted by the dreadful gusts, with slaves cowering in corners in terror.
Rocks, gravel, ashes, and tal debris swirled in the air.
The Fire Giants floating in the sky struggled and wailed, exerting their utmost effort, but still, they were dragged back by the overwhelming strength.
“Such powerful strength!”
“This storm…”
“No, no, I am a Fire Giant!”
The corners of the Red Dragon’s mouth curled into a sinister smile as he opened his enormous blood-spewing maw again.
The sweeping firestorm consud the Fire Giants once more, and a black hole-like magical vortex appeared in his mouth, absorbing the precious elental essences into his body.
“This trip to the Fire Elental Plane was worth it, I’ve already gathered seventy to eighty percent of the energy needed for my next slumber.”
Cassius licked his slightly heated lips as he said this.
His goal was far beyond just plundering energy.
Just a few dozen days ago, “Prince of the Holy Fla” Zaman Roul led the Elental Apostles through a secret tunnel excavated by the Fire Dwarfs, launching a surprise attack on the City of Brass, liberating tens of thousands of slaves within. The Great Sultan, in a fury, nearly mobilized all his forces to suppress the rebellion.
The Great Sultan prayed to the “Prince of Evil Fire” Imister, gaining the full support of this malevolent Fire Elentals’ Master.
However, Zaman Roul was undaunted, repeatedly attacking the cities of the Fire Giants, freeing long-oppressed slaves from their heavy chains.
An array of enslaved Fire Dwarfs, Fire Lizards, Fire Imps, Elental Apostles, and humans were ignited by the unquenchable holy fire, joining the ranks of this benevolent Elental Prince. Even the Gold Dragon of Heaven, Blaze Celestial Servant, and Star Envoy were moved by his righteousness and resilience, coming to aid under the Gods of Good’s tacit approval.
The holy fla illuminated the Fire Elental Plane.
The Kingdom of the Fire Giants under the Great Sultan seed to be teetering.
But Cassius knew that under the manipulation of the mighty Lord of Fire, Kasus, this war between good and evil would never end, and neither Zaman nor Imister would erge victorious—just like the eternal fla of Kasus.
This was a golden opportunity.
Under normal circumstances, he would not remotely match the Great Sultan of the Fire Giants, who seed to possess pseudogod power.
But under the threat of the Prince of the Holy Fla, the Great Sultan dared not act rashly or even step out of the City of Brass.
Cassius entering the Fire Elental Plane at this critical juncture of the burning war aid to share the spoils in the Fire Giants’ chaotic kingdom following the most grand uprising led by the Prince of the Holy Fla.
“Hehe…”
“The deaths of two Emirs and the disappearance of hundreds of Fire Giants, I suppose even the Great Sultan in the City of Brass cannot remain idle…”
“If that’s the case, let the storm grow even fiercer!”
Cassius squinted slightly, his golden pupils flickering with flas.
With that in mind, the Red Dragon lightly tapped the city wall, soaring into the air. He gazed down at the devastated city, slowly flapping his enormous wings and letting out a soft roar that echoed through Black Iron City.
“Roar—”
Imdiately, all the hardworking slaves in the city looked up, with Fire Dwarfs, Fire Lizards, and even Half-Orcs among them.
Each pair of eyes, whether blazing with fire, coal-black, or murky yellow, focused on the giant dragon in the sky, reflecting the firelight in their diverse-colored pupils.
“I, Emperor Cassius of the Ashen Empire, hereby solemnly declare!”
“Submit to the Empire, and I shall bestow upon you the eternal status of Freen!”
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