Ember Dragon Novel Chapter 561: God of the Mortal World

Chapter 561: Chapter 561: God of the Mortal World

Chapter 561: God of the Mortal World

Burning Ember Empire, Anstica Region, Dragonblood Mountain Summit.

The air was still filled with the scent of sulfurous smoke. The blistering heat distorted the air itself, and flickering embers and ash danced in midair.

On a cliff shaped like a ferocious dragon’s head, a majestic palace sculpted from solidified lava rose from the ground.

This was the current abode of Cassius Claudious Norrixius, the supre Emperor of the Burning Ember Empire and master of all Dragonblood Nobles.

If divine beings or high-level spellcasters were present, they would be astonished to discover that millions of strands of pure faith gathered and entangled here like the roots of a World Tree.

Such dense power of faith was not inferior even to that of true deities.

In the word-of-mouth of Imperial citizens, the status of the Burning Ember Emperor had already surpassed that of a re "ruler" and reached that of a god of the mortal world.

This newly forged Dragonblood Mountain, personally crafted by the Burning Ember Emperor, had been crowned "Holy Mountain" by the people of the Empire.

Each morning, devout citizens knelt three tis in the direction of Dragonblood Mountain, softly chanting the "Cassius Hymn" to pledge their loyalty to His Majesty.

Even the always-mad Starfallers would bow toward Dragonblood Mountain. So made offerings at the Dragon-Oath Paladin Sanctuary, and so kowtowed until their foreheads bled.

Though they often muttered incomprehensible phrases like "May His Majesty bless my drops" and "Inhale the dragon’s aura."

Thankfully, Imperial citizens had long grown accustod to these Starfallers. No matter what they did, the people were never surprised.

Even if a Starfaller stripped naked and ran through the streets, people would only glance up briefly before going about their business—soon, the peacekeepers would arrive to take them away.

Inside the palace, the forty-ter-long massive red dragon kept his wings close to his body, exhaled a puff of sulfur-laced smoke, and gently swayed his thick tail.

Cassius lowered his head, staring at the blood drop refined by silvery-white flas before him, and let out a pleased whistle.

"This feeling of steadily growing stronger is absolutely delightful."

As he swallowed the blood, firelight surged through his vital veins. Cassius felt a warm current flow from his throat down to the tips of his tail and wings.

To this red dragon, magma was rely bathwater, and hellfire nothing more than a toy under his claws.

Anything capable of making Cassius feel "hot" was rare even in the material plane, attesting to the terrifying heat of this ancestral dragon blood.

Any ordinary creature approaching would combust before touching it—or vaporize entirely.

"Hooo——"

With Cassius’s long exhale, a searing gale swept across the mountaintop, warping the sky itself.

His forty-ter-long body trembled slightly, rising and falling with his breath—it seed to expand visibly once again.

[Ancestral Dragon Blood Concentration

0.001%]

Feeling the surging power within, Cassius curled his lips upward. He slowly rose from the ground, flexed his wings slightly, and turned his head toward the side wall of the palace.

—On that rock wall hung a giant map nearly two ters long, made from the skin of a multi-headed fla serpent lizard, a rare tribute from the Fire Elental Plane colony.

The map depicted the full view of the Faenso Continent, with detailed markings of various powers—even including other planes like Celestial Mountain, the Nine Hells, the Bottomless Abyss, and the Screaming Void Tunnel.

Floating spell-lights hovered above the map, each representing one of over a million confidential docunts—strategies and proposals from the Empire’s think tanks.

According to Langpu, they rely wished to contribute a tiny effort toward the red dragon’s "grand blueprint," ensuring the Empire’s conquest and expansion proceeded steadily.

Wherever Cassius’s gaze fell, those lights would blossom, displaying countless densely packed lines of text—enough to make even him a little dizzy.

"Conquest Strategy for the Kingdom of Thress"

"Guide to Intervening in Serenia"

"Occupation Plan for Victoria Harbor"

"Annexation Proposal for the Highland Dwarf Kingdom"

Gazing at the map covered in overwhelming plans, Cassius shook his massive head and clicked his tongue in amazent:

"Tsk tsk, that so-called grand blueprint was nothing but idle talk back then, yet these vassals actually made it happen. They really saved

a lot of trouble. But still..."

Cassius extended his enormous claw and pressed down on the upper part of the map.

In an instant, the entire northern continent—including the Kingdom of Thress, the Highland Dwarves, and the Free Trade Federation—was encompassed beneath his claw.

Looking at the panel’s [Knowledge (Future)] proficiency field, Cassius grinned and murmured, "They can’t see the future."

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