The Genie's Wish Spell

Hearing Keosius's question, Hamid, gripped in the giant claws, trembled violently and cried out in fear:

"You... you can't kill me!"

"Why?"

"I am the Emil appointed by the Grand Sultan of the City of Brass! Killing me... is to be an enemy of the entire Fire Giant Empire!"

The Fire Giant Noble tried to maintain his imposing presence, but he couldn't hide the fear in his eyes.

Keosius burst out laughing.

"Hehe..."

"In this situation, does your Grand Sultan really have the time or energy to care about a mere Emil like you?"

Keosius spoke with confidence, as if he had completely taken control of the situation and was not afraid of offending the Sultan.

The reason he specifically chose to come to the Fire Elemental Plane at this time was because he remembered the famous event from his previous life— the Burning War.

The Fire Giant Grand Sultan of the City of Brass was indeed incredibly powerful.

He is a being at the pinnacle of legend, possessing power approaching that of Quasi-divinity. He is allied with the great demon of Hell and has the evil Fire Elemental Lord, Evil Flame Prince Imix, as his support.

Under his brutal tyranny, the Fire Giant wielding a scimitar ravaged many planes, enslaved numerous races, established a vast kingdom spanning the Fire Elemental Plane, and even defeated the expeditionary force from Fadlan.

But the Fire Giant's glory was not immortal.

The true mastermind Fire Elemental Plane, the Greater God Lord of Fire Kossuth, would not allow the Evil Flame Prince to completely control the Fire Elemental Plane and covet His throne. Therefore, He dispatched the Pure Fire to Purification all things.

Beginning in 1768 of the Third Era, the benevolent Fire Elemental Lord, Prince Zaman Rul of the Holy Flame Prince, launched a rebellion, uniting with numerous Fire Dwarf, Elemental Apostle, and otherworldly races enslaved by the Fire Giant.

They created the so-called "Holy Flame" organization and engaged in a life-or-death duel with the evil Elemental Prince Imix.

The war continued, the flames of revenge and resistance spread across the Fire Elemental Plane, and the Sultan dared not easily leave the City of Brass.

"Or would he declare war on me for your sake? Even at the cost of offending a powerful Red Dragon?"

Upon hearing this, the Fire Giant Noble turned pale, and a hint of despair appeared in his coal-like eyes.

Because what the Red Dragon said was not wrong.

The fact that a spoiled noble like him could become the Emil who ruled a city was due to the tense situation at the front lines and the fact that even the powerful Fire Giant had been mobilized to participate in the war.

"Oh, right."

Suddenly, Keosius thought of something, and an expression of great interest appeared on his face.

"I have you now. If I release you, will you grant me three wishes?"

As the natural ruler of the Elemental Plane, the Giant Spirit not only possesses a powerful physique and spellcasting abilities, but also obtains the power of "prayer" from the essence of the Inner Plane.

For this reason, the Fire Giant is also known as the "Fire God Monster".

The power of giants to grant wishes has become legendary among mortals, and only giant nobles can do this; they can grant one to three wishes to a non-giant creature.

However, prayers have invisible limits, and exceeding these limits will manifest in a terrible form.

Therefore, the Fire Giant was also known as the "Wishing Machine" by players in its previous life. Normally, it could only be summoned by Praying God Candle, and there was a considerable risk involved.

"Yes, sir!"

"I... I can also offer you a wish!"

Hamid, as if grasping at a last straw, hurriedly responded, fearing that the Red Dragon would swallow him whole.

"But."

He paused slightly.

"My Great Dragon, my power is too weak. Each contract can only grant another creature one wish."

"Whether you desire gold and silver treasures or fine wine and delicacies, I can find them for you."

The Fire Giant Noble Zhang wore a fawning smile on his crimson face. To survive, the so-called noble dignity was worthless.

"Only one? That's terrible."

"And do you think I lack gold and silver jewelry, or fine wine and delicacies?"

The Fire Giant was on the verge of tears.

"Of course not."

"My Great Dragon, I was presumptuous."

Curiosity vanished quickly, Keosius grew somewhat bored.

A single opportunity to pray might be incredibly precious to a mortal, a chance to change one's destiny, but to Red Dragon, it's just another ordinary thing.

Wish Spell are typically performed by mimicking all the spells in the world.

If the goal cannot be achieved through simulated magic, then the prayer is very likely to fail, and at a considerable cost, or even be achieved in a bizarre way.

"Otherwise"

"Shall we try this wish?"

After a moment's thought, Keosius made a decision—there were so many Fire Giant here, he wouldn't have to wait for more than one chance to make a wish.

"Tell me, where will the Revenge Devil Jezal Slack descend?"

"This"

"My Great Dragon, perhaps you should reconsider?"

The Fire Giant Noble's smile froze instantly, and hot sweat dripped down his forehead.

Abyssal Devil.

A product of extreme Chaotic Evil.

No sane person would want to get involved with this kind of thing.

Moreover, the demon targeted by this terrifying dragon is likely a powerful and insane Devil Lord.

However, the moment the Red Dragon uttered those words, the Law Power of the Inner Plane surged forth, urging him to make a wish.

Keosius stared at him aggressively, his invisible dragon aura overflowing, seemingly leaving no room for negotiation.

If he were dealing with ordinary people, he would still have the opportunity to distort wishes and deceive the rules.

But the giant dragon was lurking nearby, and his life or death was in the hands of the dragon.

"Flame Lord!"

"Let me live."

Hamid prayed silently, his face contorted in a grimace more painful than tears. Finally, he clasped his hands together and reluctantly began to pray.

"Where do I want to see Jezal Slack arrive?"

A powerful force emerged.

The Fire Giant Noble's turban fluttered in the wind, and the golden pendants on his ears swayed slightly.

The miracle of prayer happened.

Reality was distorted by desire, and the high-level Divination Spell were created by that power and cast in a wondrous way.

"Whoosh—"

A huge Magic Image appeared in mid-air.

The background features undulating mountains and dark black rocks, with a magnificent, thousand-meter-high peak in the center of the image.

"This is."

"Mount Thierry?"

Keosius immediately recognized it as the main peak of the Anstica Mountains, Mount Thierry, known by the people of the the North as the "King of Snow Mountains".

Immediately afterwards, the azure sky suddenly turned dark.

A giant black claw tore through the sky, creating a Abyss vortex hundreds of meters in diameter from which countless bizarre and ferocious demons poured out.

They surged in like waves, their ugly bodies even obscuring the sun and plunging the earth into darkness.

"Keosius— "

"Accept your Doomsday Fate— "

A deep, hoarse voice rang out. Keosius recognized the voice; it was that of the Revenge Devil Jezal Slack.

"Sizzle. Rustle."

It seemed as if it had received an image of some kind of power; the prophetic image showed chaotic, mosquito-like images that were then cut off.

"Oh? They're really persistent, still choosing to launch an invasion in the Anzeta Great Wasteland?"

"It seems my body is quite attractive to him."

"It seems to be a prophecy from two years later. If that's the case, then let me end all of this in Anzeta."

Keosius gazed at the orange-red sky of the Fire Elemental Plane, his pale golden pupils flashing with firelight.