Ember Dragon Novel Chapter 457: The City-Wrecking Dragon

Chapter 457: Chapter 457: The City-Wrecking Dragon

Chapter 457: The City-Wrecking Dragon

"Boom!"

Another bolt of lightning struck, turning three or four fire elental soldiers on the tal wall into wisps of fla.

"By the Great Fla Lord..."

"This..."

As natural masters of the Fire Elental Plane and elite elental beings, fire elentals were relatively few in number.

Even under the vast dominion of the Fire Elental Sultan, there were only around a hundred thousand fire elentals and over a thousand "Maliks"—fire elental nobles.

The majority of their population consisted of a massive number of slaves, including native species like fire dwarves and fire lizards, as well as outsiders like humans and orcs.

As such, every fire elental who could be considered a "citizen" was exceptionally valuable to their kingdom.

Seeing his soldiers die one after another, Maceij’s face filled with alarm. He pointed his scimitar toward the sky.

"Red dragon! We have never provoked you! Why are you targeting us fire elentals?"

"Aren’t you afraid of the Grand Sultan’s wrath?"

Within the clouds, the massive wings occasionally erged, and Cassius’s golden pupils glimred like two radiant stars.

"Fire elentals—"

"Bla the Emir your Grand Sultan sent—Hamid Abdul!"

"He hunted down my vassal, killed my soldiers, and even dared to insult

and my empire to my face!"

"If Hamid truly represented the will of the Grand Sultan, then your fire elental kingdom has declared war on the Ember Empire!"

Cassius’s thunderous voice echoed over Black Iron City, causing all the fire elentals to tremble.

"Hamid!"

"That damned fool!"

Maceij cursed viciously, his entire body shaking with rage.

In his mind, he had already sent Hamid to the endless flas of hell countless tis, subjected to every imaginable torture.

His arrogance and ignorance were one thing.

But to bring such a terrifying enemy upon the fire elentals—unforgivable!

No matter what, the Grand Sultan’s honor must not be tarnished, and the fire elentals’ reputation must remain intact.

With this thought, the fire elental noble raised his scimitar once more and shouted, "Red dragon, there’s still room for negotiation between us!"

"Surrender now, and I will personally petition the Grand Sultan for a ceasefire with your empire!"

"You?"

A sonic boom rang out, and the massive shadow descended from the sky, crashing down onto the tal wall.

"Boom!"

"By the Great Fla Lord!"

"Help! It—it’s coming down!"

"That’s the Soul-Devouring Dragon!"

With the screech of tal scraping against tal, the wall caved in deeply, sending shards of iron flying everywhere.

Cassius casually walked along the wall, his enormous body trampling any fire elental soldier who stood in his way.

His thick tail swung like a hamr, and with just a flick, it sent dozens of fire elental soldiers screaming through the air.

"No—"

"By the Great Fla Lord, what kind of power is this?!"

His claws casually swiped through the air, the shimring force field slicing haphazardly along the walls.

"Slash—"

The harsh screech of tal resounded again as several fire elental soldiers, along with their bronze shields, were sliced in half.

Deep claw marks were left on the wall, resembling gaping wounds.

This was the power of a red dragon. They weren’t called "war machines" for nothing.

And as an enhanced red dragon with an ancient dragon’s physique and various magical abilities, Cassius’s power was even more overwhelming.

Cassius slowly opened his jaws, the dragon crystal on his chest flickering as he unleashed a breath of intensely scorching, high-magical dragon fire.

"Boom—"

The dragon fire engulfed the area, consuming the fleeing fire elentals and lting the iron walls into streams of molten black tal.

"Quick! Now’s our chance!"

"Shoot him down!"

"Aim for the dragon’s chest—hit his heart!"

Maceij waved his scimitar frantically, shouting commands.

Based on his military experience, heavy ballistae were the best way to deal with such colossal creatures.

Although they were imnsely powerful and could crush everything, their movents were often slow, making them easy targets.

"Hurry! Obey the Emir’s command!"

"Do you want to live? If we don’t kill this dragon, we’ll be the ones to die!"

On the tal wall, fire elental officers roared as they watched the slowly advancing dragon slaughtering their comrades.

Fire elental soldiers loaded the massive bolts, straining to turn the winches and aim the ballistae.

"Fire!"

"Kill him!"

The ballistae, infused with fire magic, unleashed a terrifying burst of energy, spewing flas.

The three-ter-long bolts, trailing fiery tails, shot through the air with devastating force.

"Whoosh—"

The ballistae, crafted ticulously by fire dwarves, were indeed capable of killing an adult red dragon.

All the fire elentals present held their breath.

"Boom—"

A shockwave rippled through the air as the red dragon stomped on the wall, launching himself into the sky with incredible speed.

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

The fire elentals gasped, looking up nervously.

In re monts, Cassius had ascended over a hundred ters.

His wings spread wide in the sky, flas trailing behind him as his massive form beca a crimson streak.

"Boom!"

Another powerful shockwave erupted.

Cassius dove down, crashing into the ground and crushing the fire elental soldiers and several ballistae into rubble.

Scattered arrows and spears flew toward him, but they bounced off the invisible energy scales protecting his body.

As smoke filled the walls, Cassius’s enormous form erged from the haze.

The fire elentals, who had once been so arrogant, now prayed to the Great Fla Lord as they retreated, terrified of being devoured by the dragon.

Their scimitars clattered to the ground, making crisp "clang" sounds.

"Fire elentals—"

"You still haven’t recognized your place."

Cassius spoke in a calm tone: "I told you—you’re not qualified to negotiate with ."

"Now, die!"

"For the Grand Sultan!"

Suddenly, a blood-curdling battle cry echoed from behind Cassius.

Maceij, riding his fla wyvern, dove down and swung his scimitar toward the red dragon’s thick neck.

Cassius turned his head indifferently.

"Clang—"

The ear-piercing clash of tal rang out.

The scimitar struck the dragon’s tough red scales but was imdiately deflected and shattered into fragnts midair.

Maceij’s arm went numb, and his face twisted with shock.

This was the scimitar personally gifted by the Grand Sultan, with strength comparable to rare enchanted gear!

What he didn’t know was that Cassius’s scales were literally "paid for with gold."

Over the years, the red dragon had devoured hundreds of thousands of gold coins, enhancing the gilded properties of his scales to their peak—each scale tougher than rare armor.

Cassius looked at the airborne fire elental noble with indifference and said softly:

"Where does your confidence co from?"

His massive claw slashed through the air, dragging the precious fla wyvern into the extradinsional space of the "Sheltering Egg."

Maceij tried to escape the dragon’s grasp, but his lower body disintegrated into smoke and ash.

A shadow flickered, and Cassius caught the struggling fire elental noble in his claw, rendering him immobile.

Maceij thrashed and roared desperately, "If you kill , the Grand Sultan won’t let you go! I’m his personal guard! A noble Kapikulu!"

Cassius shook his head in mild disappointnt and sighed softly.

"I was hoping to ask you if you could grant

three wishes with just one wish, satisfying my curiosity."

"But it seems I’ll have to put that aside for now."

Torrents of dragon fire surged along Cassius’s arm, engulfing the fire elental noble’s massive body and consuming him entirely.