The Fall of Scott

"Where... did that gray crystal go? Answer me! You insignificant pieces of trash!"

Accompanied by a savage roar that seemed to tear apart the heavens, a mountain-sized dragon head slowly emerged from the rolling clouds. Crimson scales set the gray-black storm clouds ablaze, while enormous pupils burning with white-hot flames looked down upon all of Pearl City.

In less than a second, furious fire dyed the clouds a deep blood-red. The thunderous roar instantly shattered the eardrums of every creature below the Formal Level within Pearl City.

It was a terrifying red dragon. Its wings, vast enough to blot out the entire city, had already torn apart the sky. It was the arrival of calamity; its bizarre heat had already plucked the strings of the laws. It was a Legendary powerhouse, whose mere existence was enough to make every weak life-form tremble from the depths of its soul, shudder, and then helplessly prostrate itself upon the ground.

Without question, at this moment, the dragon that tore open the sky and ignited the earth had descended. The ruler that had ravaged the Scott Imperial Nation for over ten thousand years, the Legendary Red Dragon—"Molten Ripper," Aimoda Flameclaw... had returned!

"I... sensed that one crystal is missing. My precious crystal is gone! Pitiful crawling insects, my worthless subordinates, do you not intend to give me an explanation? Where... did you take... my crystal?!"

Rumble!

Amid a roaring vibration, as the clouds in the sky were forcibly ignited into raging flames, Aimoda questioned the nobles with furious roars while casually hurling out a white-hot fireball.

Before anyone could even see the fireball's trajectory, a distant mountain exploded like a clod of dirt that had been blasted apart. Flames carrying Law energy effortlessly burned every inch of matter into gray-black vapor. Even the hills