Chapter 604: Chapter 48: Karyx’s Body (Part 3)_2 Chapter 604: Chapter 48: Karyx’s Body (Part 3)_2 They flapped their bat wings chaotically, emitting piercing screams, freely releasing their hatred for all things in the world.
Demons ford a black cloud that occupied the sky, converging from all directions, and surged toward the Red Dragon in a mighty torrent.
Cassius hovered in midair, waving those broad wings, with a hint of anger shining in his pale golden vertical pupils.
“You think a rabble such as you can be my enemies?”
Instantly, a thunderous roar echoed across the sky, drowning out the noisy screams of tens of thousands of demons.
Along with the Red Dragon’s roar and the demons’ wails, brilliant spells streaked across the skies, and endless seas of fire spread throughout the heavens, singeing demons that fell like raindrops.
The Red Dragon rampaged through this magic tide, like a roaming storm of thunder and fla, recklessly harvesting the lives of demons.
Each breath, each swipe of its claws, each flick of its tail from the massive Red Dragon inflicted casualties among hordes of demons, causing hundreds to fall from the sky.
And the demons that were killed by Cassius had their souls devoured as well, leaving them no chance of resurrection in the Abyssal Blood Pools.
But under the compulsive orders of Gelrazax and the ancient deceit and driving force of the Will of the Abyss, these demons continued to charge at the Red Dragon, ignoring the rain-like falling bodies of their compatriots.
“Howl—”
Another dazzling pillar of fire pierced through the horde, vaporizing the air around it, and, in an instant, turned thousands of demons to ash.
And in the distant ruins, the nearly 200-ter-long Abyssal Giant Dragon lay coiled like a sinuous range of mountains upon the earth, with the ground slowly heaving with its heavy breaths.
Gelrazax watched the Red Dragon battling the swarm of demons in the sky, a twisted smile creeping into his murky eyes.
“In the long stretch of ti that spans millennia, no one can truly resist the strength of the Abyss. Cassius, when you create such slaughter…
Hehe, will not the supre blood within you boil hot, craving more fresh blood?”
…
anwhile, on the edge of the Ancytica Mountains, Pablichko, who had co from afar, also observed the battle in the sky.
“By Bahamut above…
Is this the might of the Ashen Empire’s Emperor?”
He looked at the Red Dragon, fighting alone against tens of thousands of demons, his expression growing increasingly solemn.
After all, both the Ashen Empire’s Emperor and the Abyssal Giant Dragon were beings capable of disrupting the order of the Fianso Continent, let alone—the Red Dragon had also grievously injured his respected elder brother.
Pablichko hesitated, uncertain whether to extend assistance, especially since the Red Dragon in the high skies now seed solitary and unsupported.
Suddenly, a slightly husky female voice appeared behind the silver-bearded elder.
“Osedro the Elder has witnessed all of this; he believes this Abyssal Giant Dragon is a disaster that endangers the entire Pri Material World.”
“No matter whether this Ashen Empire’s Emperor is cruel, at this mont, as part of the Material Plane, he should receive our full support.”
Pablichko turned around and saw a woman who looked to be in her forties with sharp elfish ears standing behind him, leaning on her scepter with a determined tone.
“Pablichko… don’t let temporary hatred cloud your vision, don’t forget the mission of our clan.”
She was also an Elder of the lwood Clan, a female Ancient Silver Dragon—Ilda Gard lvord.
Together with the two remaining male Ancient Silver Dragons, she beca one of the “Three Pillars” of the lwood Clan, maintaining justice and order in the Fianso Continent for hundreds of years.
Behind Ilda, dozens of Silver Dragons flapped their wings, their mirror-like blades shimring in the firelight, seemingly able to pierce the darkness from afar.
“I understand.”
Pablichko and Ilda exchanged a look; they nodded to each other, then rose into the air as if in agreent, transforming into two nearly thirty-ter-long silver behemoths, their wings stirring up gales.
Yet this was not the end, as the Ancient Silver Dragons raised their scepters, twinkling with silvery light, creating several interdinsional portals.
Gold Dragons, Brass Dragons, Celestial Envoys, Ballis Angels, Supre Guardians, and many other good beings from the Golden Realm poured forth, striking out at the rising demonic tide in Ancytica.
But the end was still not in sight, with ripples in space, a series of massive portals erged from thin air.
“For His Majesty Cassius!”
“Long Live the Ashen Empire!”
“Quick! Let’s go support His Majesty!”
From that largest portal, the Ogre Archmage Ramp, Goblin Marshal Dolores, Oathbreaker zulash, Red Scale Conqueror Alje, Dragon Fire Lady, Misha, Bipedal Wyvern Leader Stieg…
Many “Important Figures” familiar to the Imperial People appeared on the battlefield, watching anxiously the distant clash of dragons and demons.
Ramp clenched the scepter in his hand, gazing at the dark red giant dragon as vast as a mountain range, murmuring to himself,
“A dragon two hundred ters long…”
As a spellcaster, he was all too aware of what that ant. Under the ancient order of the gods, dragons of such size had long since vanished from the Pri Material Plane, only existing in the void of the star realm.
And at two hundred ters long, it represented an existence at least of demigod-level, possibly even the legendary—Dragon God.
But Ramp felt not an ounce of fear; instead, his heart thumped wildly, his mind seeming to play a rousing and fervent symphony.
“The master will win, as always. And after this epic battle, He will ascend to true supremacy.”
The Ogre Archmage thought silently.
Then, tens of thousands of players surged forth from the portal.
Most of them had reached Level Eight, and quite a few had even broken through to the Tenth Level. They could be honored as “Transcendents,” the very pillars of the Ashen Empire.
“Aooh—”
Mantou rode out of the portal on a Bipedal Wyvern, and upon witnessing the grandiose battle ahead, was utterly astounded.
“Holy shit…
So this is the ultimate boss fight! That Barlow Fla Demon was nothing!”
Other players were equally shocked by the scene, with various exclamations spilling from their lips.
“This spectacle is truly magnificent—fired up!”
“Erezer is badass!”
“Emperor Kai is invincible!”
Tens of thousands of winged demons covered the sky like a black night or a mottled tide.
Yet that Red Dragon, the renowned Ashen Empire’s Emperor, roared and turned his surroundings into a sea of flas, with charred demonic corpses raining down in droves.
The land was in total ruin, with magma streams crisscrossing, debris strewn everywhere, mountains reduced to rubble, and that several hundred ters long dark red giant dragon coiling around.
Above, Ilda flapped her silver giant wings, raising her silver scepter aloft, and bellowed furiously,
“Everyone—for the glorious Order of Fianso! For the peace and stability of the world, drive the demons out of the Pri Material World!”
Imdiately, those creatures from Heaven, clad in the Golden Realm and bearing twin wings, the tal Dragons shimring in their scaly armor, charged toward Ancytica, launching an assault on the omnipresent demons.
On the side of the Empire, Ramp shouted loudly: “For His Majesty Cassius, for the grand vision of the Ashen Empire, exterminate this last wave of demons!”
“Aooh—”
“Charge!”
“Oh hoho—”
“I’m taking on that big boss, brothers, it’s ti to clip the nails of that Abyssal Giant Dragon!”
Dragon Pact Warlocks, Dragon Sanctuary Holy Knights, Red Scale Conqueror, Ash Dragon Legion… the Empire’s upper echelons of power also charged towards the magic tide.
In an instant, Radiance, arrows, Dragonfla, and Spell Radiance crisscrossed the sky, and as they converged toward Cassius, a gap appeared on the left wing of the demonic horde.
The Empire’s Retainers, Heavenly Creatures, and tal Dragons all together attacked the demons, with players even blasting music through their speakers, stirring up excitent.
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