Wrath

Seeing this, Keosius flapped his wings, creating a scorching hurricane filled with ash, and soared into the air to confront the Fire Giant Pasha from afar.

Behind him, steam clouds surged and rolled, blinding lightning danced within them, and rain of flames fell.

Then, an almost tangible dragon's might spread out, oppressing all living beings and extending to a distance of nearly a thousand meters around the Red Dragon, causing all creatures within this area to feel a sense of worship.

Fire Giant and Red Dragon.

The two confronted each other from a distance, creating a rather grand scene.

Keosius narrowed his pale golden eyes slightly as he scrutinized the Fire Giant in the distance.

"Is this Pasha?"

"One of the strongest beings below the Sultan in the Fire Giant Kingdom."

This guy was nearly ten meters tall and had a muscular build; his strength was definitely not insignificant—but in front of Keosius, it was nothing.

As a direct servant of the Grand Sultan and a figure standing at the pinnacle of the Fire Giant Kingdom, this Pasha was naturally radiant with gold and possessed exceptionally luxurious equipment.

Even the bracelet on his wrist could barely reach the legendary grade, and his main weapon, the Brass Scimitar, was a rare treasure at the peak of the legendary level.

What caught Keosius's attention most were the layers of adamantite rings around the Fire Giant's neck, on which mysterious and ancient flame patterns were drawn.

He even sensed a divine-like fluctuation within it!

"For a mere servant to possess such wealth is truly enviable. No wonder this is a nation with thousands of years of history; its heritage is indeed profound."

Keosius couldn't help but sigh.

However, deep within his pale golden pupils—an undisguised greed was revealed.

Ismail Enver looked up and glared at the dragon in the distance, his rugged red face filled with rage.

But a hint of fear was also visible in his fiery eyes.

"Great Wyrm Red Dragon".

"Damn it, how could that idiot Hamid have gotten himself into trouble with something like this!"

The Grand Sultan was busy dealing with the offensive of the "Holy Flame Prince" and paid no attention to the so-called "Soul-Devouring Dragon".

However, for the sake of stability in the rear, he still sent Ismail to handle the matter, and as a direct servant of the Sultan, the Pasha gladly accepted the order.

But Ismail never expected that what appeared in the Black Iron City would be an Ancient Dragon! Even he wasn't entirely confident in defeating an Ancient Dragon.

Not to mention the Red Dragon!

Just then, the Red Dragon in the sky spoke.

"Hehe, Pasha"

"Your Grand Sultan is truly impolite, sending only a lowly servant to greet me?"

"I thought—he came to apologize to me in person."

Keosius grinned, his tone revealing undisguised contempt.

The Fire Giant Pasha's face contorted instantly, his eyes blazing with fire.

"Red Dragon!"

"You've gone too far!"

He let out a deafening roar.

As one of the six Pasha standing at the top of the Fire Giant Kingdom, his status as a direct servant of the Grand Sultan has been a source of pride for thousands of years.

But this dragon dared to insult the Grand Sultan before him! To belittle his status as Pasha! Ismail raised his scimitar, the blade aimed at the Red Dragon in the sky.

"Red Dragon, are you provoking the Grand Sultan and declaring war on the Fire Giant Empire?"

"Declare war?"

Keosius feigned a question.

"Wasn't it your Fire Giant ' officials who insulted and provoked me first? I only launched a counterattack to uphold the dignity of the Empire."

"Not to mention"

Keosius paused slightly, then gave a cold laugh.

"Your Grand Sultan was just stabbed in the back by the Holy Flame Prince, and he's probably lying in the City of Brass right now. Does he still have the time to fight me?"

"You--"

Ismail was speechless for a moment, and became somewhat exasperated. He wanted to retort.

But the Red Dragon in the sky flapped its wings, stirring up a scorching storm, and ripped through the sky.

He no longer wanted to say anything more, but rather wanted to taste what this so-called "Pasha" was like.

A sound like tearing silk rang out, followed by a piercing shriek.

"Whoosh—"

In just a few breaths, the Red Dragon had already covered a distance of several hundred meters and arrived above the Fire Giant.

Rolling dark clouds followed closely behind, bringing with them dazzling flashes of lightning.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Thunder roared loudly.

Bolts of lightning, as thick as bowls, suddenly struck, illuminating the surrounding environment and hitting the Fire Giant's head.

"Lightning?"

"How could this be? It's clearly Red Dragon."

Ismail frowned, looking up at the sky as if facing a formidable enemy, and raised the leather shield with metal rivets in his left hand.

This is a shield made from the thick hide of an ancient dragon beast—the [Ancient Beast Shield], also a legendary piece of equipment, possessing extremely strong magic resistance.

The magical runes on the Fire Giant's body flickered, and Fire Shield appeared above his head, forming a huge hemisphere to withstand the terrifying lightning strike.

"Sizzle—Boom!"

Sparks crackled, the Fire Shield flickered, and the energies collided repeatedly, eventually resulting in a violent explosion.

The lightning also broke through the barrier, leaving scorch marks on the shield.

But the Fire Giant was unharmed and even had the strength to roar at the sky.

"A weak and feeble attack!"

"Red Dragon! You cannot defeat the Fighter of the Grand Sultan!"

Ismail slammed his sword hilt against his shield, letting out a battle cry, and the flame patterns on his body shimmered.

"We Fire Giant are the natural masters of the Fire Elemental Plane!"

"Always!"

The Fire Giant Pasha's eyes also emitted blinding flames.

That was the Fire Giant Noble's innate spell— Fireworks Storm! As his gaze fell, a gust of wind swept through the space where the Red Dragon was, and then began to spin, forming a terrifying tornado.

Flames, ash, and smoke surged in the wind like a ferocious beast, as if it wanted to burn everything in it to ashes.

Such magic is comparable to a natural disaster, enough to easily destroy a human village, and even turn a mortal city into ruins.

However, Keosius remained unmoved in the terrible storm, flapping his wings easily, and even seemed to want to laugh.

"Foolish Fire Giant."

"You actually used such magic against a noble Red Dragon?"

"That's a ridiculous idea!"

The Red Dragon let out a soft roar, slightly opened its mouth, and inhaled the violent, flowing flames around it, creating a vortex of flames and smoke in the sky.

As he greedily absorbed the energy, the dragon crystal on the Red Dragon's chest grew brighter, and flames gradually appeared on the cracks in its neck.

"This, this is..."

Ismail looked up at the sky, his expression solemn.

He had just lost his mind and completely forgot that it was a Red Dragon! Red Dragon with fire resistance no less than that of Fire Giant!

"Slurp."

The last wisp of flame was sucked into the Red Dragon's mouth.

Keosius flapped his wings, looking down at the Fire Giant Pasha on the ground with his pale golden eyes, a ferocious smile appearing on his face.

The dragon crystal on its chest shone as brightly as the sun, and its pores spewed out dazzling flames and steam, as if the dragon's body contained energy capable of destroying everything.

"He"

"He absorbed my magic!"

Ismail looked up at the Red Dragon high in the sky, his hand holding the shield trembling slightly, the flames and smoke above his head flickering.

A sudden, extremely uneasy premonition rose in his heart.

That was a dangerous aura! The Red Dragon opened its massive maw once more, and endless light shone through the gaps between its teeth.

"Boom--"