Mortifer

A raging sea of fire appeared before the Howling Abyss, dyeing the entire horizon orange-red and illuminating the Shadow Dragon and Shadow Spirit until they were transparent.

These Shadow Creature let out painful howls, convulsing in the firelight with a hissing sound, and mist constantly emanated from their bodies, making them even more ethereal.

Under the blazing fire of purification, no shadow can hide.

"Mortifer— "

"If you continue to be a coward, I will destroy everything you have!"

Keosius laughed wildly, then suddenly flapped his wings, transforming into a massive red figure that sped across the skies above Dragon Shadow City.

Wherever the Red Dragon passed, Chaos Fire burned everywhere.

As he flapped his wings, a raging, bloody hurricane swept through the city, fueling the fire.

This half of the city was like the end of the world, with ancient buildings burning everywhere, and every house filled with miserable wails, angry curses and desperate screams.

Aside from humans, Drow Elf, and those purely Shadow Creature, the main inhabitants of Dragon Shadow City are Drow Elf with Shadow Dragon blood.

These Elf, existing between Shadow Creature and ordinary creatures, are also known as "Black Shadow Elf." For centuries, these Elf have been subjugated by the Shadow Dragon. They are skilled in shadow magic, loyal subjects of Mortifer, and often become accomplices in the Shadow Dragon' invasions of the Surface World.

"No, I don't want to die—"

"Fire! They're coming this way!"

"Lord Mortifer, my supreme ancestor, save us!"

"Damn it! They're all ineffective! None of the spells are working!"

"By Rose, is this punishment from the gods?"

However, under the influence of the Breath of Chaos, the surrounding Shadow Weave was in chaos. Even the most basic spell models would be instantly destroyed. They would not even be able to cast shadow spells before being engulfed by the ever-spreading World Cleansing Fire.

Looking at the flames engulfing everything in the distance, Ferriton couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha! These Shadow bastards, they should have paid the price long ago!"

"They'd better all be burned to death!"

Ferriton was originally a well-known mercenary in the Underdark, but during the expansion of Dragon Shadow City, his lover and children were all transformed into Undead Shadow. From then on, his greatest goal in life became destroying Dragon Shadow City and killing the Shadow Dragon.

He harbored a deep and unforgettable hatred for Mortifer.

But Daniael gazed into the distance with a grave expression, muttering to himself, "This dragon seems intent on destroying everything."

Ferriton's smile froze on his face, and the weathered Fighter hurriedly asked, "Can't we leave with magic? Just like always, you can take me directly into the Shadow Plane."

Daniael shook his head nervously.

"You are not a spellcaster, so you may not be able to sense that the Weave here has become completely chaotic, as if it has fallen into Sea of Chaos. At least someone like me cannot cast any spells."

Ferriton turned pale and broke out in a cold sweat, whether from the spreading high temperature or from extreme worry, it was hard to tell.

He asked rather reluctantly, "Can we make contact with that dragon? The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and we are also rebels."

Suddenly, a terrifying wave swept through.

The surrounding sky suddenly darkened, and Ferriton and Daniael quickly looked up.

Ferriton's face was filled with fear; he seemed to recall that night when everyone around him was transformed into Undead Shadow.

That is...

"It's Mortifer, he's here."

"Daniael murmured."

Half the sky was transforming into the Plane of Shadow —a place deep black and silent, filled with monotonous black and white. Twisted and grotesque withered branches appeared in Dragon Shadow City, howling Shadow Spirit emerged in the alleys, the sky was shrouded in endless shadows, like a pitch-black dome, and in the distance were blurry black mountains.

Dragon Shadow City is located on the edge of the Material Plane and the shadow world, and at night it often falls into the Plane of Shadow.

For centuries, the Shadow Dragon has been using his Undead Shadow to propel the city toward the Shadow Plane, and now he has almost exhausted all his strength to bring his true form's domain to Dragon Shadow City.

Thousands of ghostly figures rose into the sky, forming a huge vortex with a diameter of nearly 100 meters above the city.

With a long roar, Shadow Dragon covered in black scales like charcoal and with wings made of transparent material appeared in the vortex.

It was Mortifer, the "Night's Spokesperson," the shadowy nightmare that once terrified Keosius, and also the supreme ruler of this city.

"Mortifer, you rat hiding in the shadows, you've finally come out."

"Never appear before me again."

"Your centuries of achievements will turn to ashes."

Keosius looked down at the Shadow Dragon.

That once invincible entity now appears as a weak and frail black bat before him.

The Shadow Dragon's incredibly dim, greyish-white eyes seemed to burn with will-o'-the-wisps, filled with resentment, anger—and disbelief.

The young Red Dragon that had once been powerless against him had now grown into a monster over thirty meters long, as strong as those invincible Great Wyrm Red Dragon. Such a terrifying growth rate was unheard of even among those legendary dragon species.

Mortifer let out a low, hoarse growl, "How is this possible?"

"It's only been a few short years, how could you possibly have gained such power! Even Princess Tiamat's chosen people could not receive such a blessing!"

As Black Dragon was not valued and whose status was only higher than that of the White Dragon, he chose to join the embrace of the Plane of Shadow and was transformed into an immortal Shadow Dragon because he could not resist the temptation of power.

Even so, it took him hundreds of years to reach his current level.

He couldn't believe, much less accept, that this Red Dragon could surpass him in just a few years, treating his centuries of accumulated experience as nothing.

Keosius grinned maliciously and flapped his wings, unleashing a hurricane that swept across the land.

"My power doesn't come from that old man."

"But crushing a pathetic rat is enough."

A ghostly green flame reignited in Mortifer's grey-white eyes, his gaze filled with jealousy and malice, and he let out a sinister roar:

"You will become the most powerful shadow under my control!"

"And I—will use this to prove my power to Her Dragon Queen Your Majesty and become her new favorite!"

The next moment, the Shadow Dragon flapped its transparent, spirit-like wings, stretched its slender neck to the sky, and let out a piercing shriek—a sound like the painful howls of countless creatures before being transformed into Undead Shadow, a sound born from the fear of death.

The sound seemed to come from the ancient darkness, mixed with the hoarse howls of thousands of Undead Shadow, and also contained the Shadow Dragon's endless resentment towards light and life, as well as its boundless greed.

The Ninth Circle Spell unique to the Shadow Dragon.

— [Mortifer's Shadow Avatar Spell]

The pitch-black dome in the sky was even slowly descending.

The shadowy mountain peaks in the distance gradually approached, like a cage imprisoning the world.

Thousands upon thousands of Shadow Creature howled and surged forward like a tide, revealing their twisted, black mist forms.

Mortifer, on the other hand, transformed into a colossal shadow, merging his body into the sky and manipulating this terrifying realm in the darkness.