Slaughter

"Sizzle—"

With Keosius's wanton roar, black blood splattered in mid-air, and half of the Shadow Dragon's wing was torn off, its translucent ethereal Wing Membrane gradually dissipating.

"Aww!"

Mortifer let out an extremely painful howl, his charcoal-black body twisting and struggling.

But under the absolute power suppression of the Bloodscale Berserker and the disturbance of the swirling Chaos Fire, his struggles were so pale and powerless.

I will tear you to pieces!

Keosius let out a wild laugh, his pale gold eyes now filled with red blood vessels. He was like a predator toying with its prey, licking the taste of blood and enjoying the thrill of toying with and dismembering its prey step by step.

"No, no, I am the Night's Spokesperson!"

"Seven hundred years of accumulation, millions of lives lost, how could we possibly lose to you!"

Driven by an unwavering will to survive, the Shadow Dragon finally unleashed its magic.

[Shadow Escape Technique]

As the space fluctuated, Mortifer's body transformed into several wisps of black mist, slipping away from Keosius's claws.

Immediately afterwards, dozens more Shadow Dragon appeared in mid-air. Their wings were almost all damaged, and they were constantly absorbing the energy of the Shadow Domain, gradually recovering in the naked eye.

The Shadow Dragon let out another mournful howl, like the weeping of vengeful ghosts.

Hell Legion

Hundreds of terrifying Hell demons appeared in the sky.

They brandished their weapons and swarmed in from all directions, charging towards the raging Red Dragon.

This is a spell simulated using shadow matter, leveraging the power of the [Shadow Conjuration Spell].

These spells are about 80% realistic, and ordinary people cannot distinguish the abnormality at all. What is even more insidious is that once someone sees through the truth of the Shadow Conjuration Spell, they will be infiltrated by the shadow energy and suffer additional mental trauma.

However, the Bloodscale Berserker didn't care whether the enemies in front of him were real or fake; he only wanted to tear them all to shreds.

"Roar--"

Keosius roared furiously once more.

Its massive and powerful body swung wildly through the air.

He opened his blood-red maw to tear and bite, scratched with his sharp claws, and swept across with his thick, long tail.

In just a few breaths, blood-red light flashed in mid-air as the Red Dragon slaughtered its way through the Hell Legion, annihilating all the demons simulated by the shadowy matter, leaving not a single one alive.

Mortifer had no intention of defeating the Red Dragon with these demons; he merely wanted to use them to stall the beast.

His true form had already been teleported to Dragon Shadow City, several miles away. At this moment, he was struggling to sort out a spell model in the chaotic Shadow Weave, preparing to create Gate to leave this plane.

"Just a little longer, just a little longer."

"Wait, Keosius, I will return. The Night's Spokesperson is a hunter who knows how to endure."

"The night will completely envelop you, and then, your body, the secrets behind you—everything about you will be mine."

A low murmur echoed in the air.

The Shadow Dragon continuously spewed out thick black mist, forming a black vortex in mid-air, its dim, grayish-white eyes filled with resentment.

But just then, a terrifying shriek came from behind him.

"What?"

Mortifer turned his head sharply.

The Red Dragon roared in like a meteor, its speed terrifying, with dark red flames trailing behind its wings.

The Shadow Dragon immediately panicked and accelerated the construction of the Gate, but Keosius had already arrived beside him and roared furiously once again.

He was approached.

"No--"

Mortifer's roar rang out.

The next moment, Keosius grabbed the slender body of the Shadow Dragon, and the two dragons plummeted from the sky at the same time, the Red Dragon's terrifying weight pressing down on the ground.

"Boom--"

The earth trembled, dust billowed, and large areas of buildings were reduced to ruins. The deafening roar was clearly audible to everyone in Dragon Shadow City.

Upon impact with the ground, a powerful Shockwave centered on the entangled dragons shattered the windows of nearby buildings.

The Shadow Dragon was pinned down by Keosius and unable to move at all.

Mortifer's ethereal, shadowy body made him difficult to harm by matter, but as his supernatural attributes were shattered by the Scales of Blood and Chaos Fire, his body still suffered terrible injuries.

However, while he was in the Shadow Domain, a continuous stream of black mist poured in from the sky, and his body, which had been ravaged beyond recognition, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Normally, this terrifying realm would make him immortal.

But once it gets close, it only makes the berserk Red Dragon more pleased, allowing it to vent its long-suppressed ferocity, and turning the Shadow Dragon into an unkillable punching bag.

"Aww!"

Mortifer writhed and struggled, spewing out streams of black, shadowy liquid from his mouth.

However, the next moment, the raging Red Dragon tore his neck apart with its claws, stomped the head that was emitting black mist under its foot, and pressed it down hard.

"Boom!"

A deep crater appeared in the ground; the head had been torn off and crushed into a bloody mess, resembling a clump of black slime.

The thick fog continued to pour down from the sky, filling the Shadow Dragon's mangled body. His head grew back rapidly, but his gray eyes were now filled with terror.

Mortifer had never been so disheveled.

He tried to struggle, to escape, but the chaotic power was everywhere.

Keosius grabbed the Shadow Dragon by the neck, lifted it up with one arm, and slammed it forward with tremendous force. Several houses were crushed and destroyed by the Shadow Dragon's massive body.

"No, no, as long as we escape."

Mortifer struggled to his feet, flapping his wings with all his might to rise into the sky, trying to escape this Hell.

But just before the Shadow Dragon was about to leave the ground, the Red Dragon grinned and grabbed its tail, pulling it back down with tremendous force, and then crushing its head again.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang.

This process was repeated several times, with the raging Red Dragon killing the Shadow Dragon time and time again.

At this moment, Mortifer was practically a plaything.

As the two behemoths clashed, a large part of Dragon Shadow City was destroyed. Former shops and taverns were reduced to utter ruins, and countless city residents were killed by the aftershocks of this crushing battle. But Keosius didn't care about any of it.

Finally, the Bloodscale Berserker seemed to have gotten tired of it.

"Snap!"

Keosius seized the Shadow Dragon's wings and snapped them off. Then he tore the body open from the shoulder, revealing large sections of its shadowy internal organs.

Translucent, sludge-like blood gushed from the Shadow Dragon's body.

"Roar--"

The Red Dragon roared, and chaotic light patterns emanated from the dragon crystal on its chest, while dark red Breath of Chaos spewed out from its gaping maw.

The Chaos Fire surged into the Shadow Dragon's open body, destroying the long-stopped Shadow Heart, and annihilating the Shadow Dragon's evil nature and soul, turning it into the most basic and disordered particles of shadow matter.