Decapitation
"Whoosh—"
The Red Dragon dodged a slash from the side, then turned sharply and lashed out at its opponent's face with its thick, long tail.
The air was torn apart once again.
Keosius's tail, covered in bony spikes, lashed solidly across the Fire Giant's face, contorting its features.
Blood, hot as magma, splattered again.
"Ah!"
I'm going to kill you!
With a crisp sound, the Fire Giant flew backward dozens of meters, letting out a painful howl.
The Fire Giant was blasted out of the cloud's range, leaving only wisps of gray smoke swirling around it.
"Huff, huff"
Keosius, his figure swallowed by the smoke, breathed heavily, thinking to himself, "This is getting tricky."
Several scratches have appeared on the Red Dragon's chest and back, dozens of incredibly hard scales have broken, and even a sizable tear has appeared on the left Wing Membrane.
The Fire Giant truly lives up to its reputation as the natural ruler of the Fire Elemental Plane.
After unleashing the power bestowed upon him by the Grand Sultan, this Fire Giant was nearly the same size as him, or even larger.
At the same time, the power of the Fire Elemental Plane endowed Ismail with terrifying strength, allowing him to gain the upper hand in a battle of power.
Every time he came into contact with the Fire Giant's enormous body, Keosius could feel a repulsive force emanating from the Fire Elemental Plane.
Although he is also True Dragon who controls the essence of Fire Magic, he is not a native inhabitant of the Fire Elemental Plane.
In other words, Keosius cannot draw much power from the environment, while the Fire Giant can receive aid from the plane.
Quasi-divinity.
He was convinced of this once again.
In Erezege, the gap between gods and mortals is unexpectedly large, almost insurmountable; it is a generational difference in the level of life and the essence of power.
No matter how powerful a mortal may be, they are merely an individual in the vast universe.
Gods are different; their power possesses the nature of "authority." They can use their divine power to leverage forces several orders of magnitude greater than those of mortals.
While the power Ismail displayed was far from that of a true god, it possessed similar attributes.
"Is this what the Grand Sultan relies on?"
Keosius narrowed his eyes, gazing at the Fire Giant in the distance through the smoke, a look of keen interest flashing in his pale golden pupils.
"So."
Let me see—
"How far can you fight me?"
The Red Dragon raised its head and roared angrily, then spread its wings and plunged into the billowing smoke, disappearing without a trace.
"Die! You coward, I've got my eye on you!"
"Whoosh—"
Ismail threw a short spear with his Fighter's intuition and sense of the plane, but the Red Dragon dodged it while moving at high speed.
The spear grazed almost the Red Dragon's belly, creating a crackling sound in the air.
Keosius leaped into the air and then crashed into the Fire Giant from behind, tearing at it with his gaping maw filled with dagger-sized teeth.
"Pfft."
The sound of flesh being pierced.
What followed were panicked roars and painful wails.
"Ah!"
"You despicable reptile! You utterly shameless attacker!"
Ismail almost instinctively grabbed Keosius's head, struggling to pull it over his shoulder.
His other hand was still gripping the Brass Scimitar and swinging it backward, but the posture was too awkward, making it difficult to exert full force.
The blade struck the hard scales, producing a series of crisp metallic clangs.
How could the Red Dragon do as he wished? Keosius bit down with all his might, and his sharp teeth pierced deep into the flesh—and some even broke off due to the Fire Giant's struggle.
His two thick arms wrapped around the Fire Giant's shoulders, tightly gripping his arms and preventing him from exerting any force.
The Red Dragon's powerful hind legs slammed forward, its sharp claws piercing the Fire Giant's flesh, drawing blood.
In the past, Keosius had rarely used this fighting style—because of his enormous size.
Most of the time, he was fighting things that weren't even as big as his claws.
This time, facing this colossal Fire Giant that stood nearly forty meters tall, Keosius could finally fully enjoy the thrill of the battle.
"Ahhhh—"
"Let me go! You damned reptile!"
Ismail struggled to break free of his bound arms and let out another furious roar.
But Keosius's forelimbs, which had been knocked away, remained clung to the Fire Giant's back, showing no sign of letting go, and its jaws tightened even more.
As the "ruler" of the Fire Elemental Plane, the surrounding flames surged into the Fire Giant's body, allowing his injuries to heal at a visible speed.
As Keosius bit deeper, the flesh and blood on the Fire Giant's neck began to heal, creating a rather peculiar scene.
But soon, the Fire Giant felt a bone-chilling cold coming from the back of its neck.
Ismail was immediately filled with alarm bells and felt an unprecedented tension and unease.
What exactly is he trying to do?!
In his past life Keosius often wondered why dragons didn't breathe fire after biting their enemies when they fought other creatures. Now, he was ready to try this somewhat novel method.
That's Ninth Circle Spell—
[Extreme Cold Icefall Technique]
Although cold spells are severely suppressed in the Fire Elemental Plane, Keosius did not believe they would be ineffective at such close range.
Extreme cold air burst forth, almost freezing the Fire Giant's back.
"No--"
"You are blaspheming the Flame Lord!"
Mars flew from Ismail's eyes. He knew he had to use all his strength! Otherwise, he might be frozen or even destroyed by the frost!
"Red Dragon! Get out of my way!"
He roared, spread his arms, his muscles bulging, and used all his strength to activate the refined gold ring embedded in his flesh.
Invoke the gift that comes from the Grand Sultan —or more accurately, from the essence of the Elemental Plane.
"Boom!"
Extremely hot flames surrounded him, and the surrounding space trembled constantly.
Crimson ripples flashed again and again, piercing through the Red Dragon's body.
A transparent crimson sphere enveloped the Fire Giant and the Red Dragon.
Keosius felt a powerful repulsive force; every tooth and scale on his body was being repelled and destroyed by this force.
"This force is very dangerous. If we continue to stay in this affected space, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"Aww—"
Without hesitation, the Red Dragon released its mouth and claws, let out a low roar, and suddenly flapped its wings, soaring into the air like a ghost.
However, the Fire Giant turned around, glaring at the Red Dragon in the air, its eyes shooting out pillars of orange-red fire.
"Boom--"
Pillars of fire shot towards the Red Dragon, while raging tongues of fire formed giant hands that surged towards the Red Dragon in mid-air from all directions.
At this moment, Keosius had not yet flown out of the range of that red sphere!
The flames, representing the essence of the Elemental Plane, coiled around Keosius's body and clung to his wings, slowing his movements considerably.
That was enough for Ismail.
The enraged Fire Giant Pasha let out an extremely exhilarating roar, his face twisted with a grimace, as if he were about to exact his revenge.
"Red Dragon! I told you you were powerful, but—"
"No one in this plane can defeat a Fire Giant Pasha! Your head is already mine!"
"You seem to know a lot about magic, have you ever seen it?!"
The Fire Giant Pasha leaped high into the air, gripping his Brass Scimitar tightly with both hands, the patterns on the blade gleaming with a blinding light.
"Whoosh—"
This is Ismail's final trump card.
[Decapitation Sword]
Keosius's pupils contracted slightly.
The Decapitation Sword —this was also a renowned weapon characteristic from the previous life.
If this property is activated and the opponent is unable to move, a weapon with this property can decapitate the enemy in one strike, causing their complete death.
Ismail's Decapitation Sword was likely bestowed by the Grand Sultan himself, and only a quasi-god with the [Immortal] trait could withstand it.
The Red Dragon is currently unable to break free from the binding force of the plane within five seconds, and that time is more than enough for Ismail to cut off the Red Dragon's head.
But thinking of this, the corners of Keosius's mouth suddenly curled up slightly, and a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.
"Is this your trump card?"
The Fire Giant was almost upon him, its blinding blade drawing ever closer to the Red Dragon's head, growing ever larger in his pale golden pupils.
But Keosius stared at his opponent calmly, showing no sign of panic at the impending death.
Ismail noticed this as well, but he didn't think much of it, assuming that the other party was already in complete despair.
"Red Dragon! Your head is about to fall!"
"Remember my name—the great fire spirit Pasha Ismail Enver!"
"Prepare to die!"
A Earth-Shattering roar, a slash that tore through space, a sea of fire that scorched the heavens and earth—for any powerful being, this would be a funeral worthy of respect.
But he didn't notice that among the chaotic sounds was a crisp and subtle "click".
"Whoosh—"
The next moment, a huge head rolled down from the sky, still bearing an expression of extreme excitement and ecstasy.
However, that wasn't the head of the Red Dragon, but rather the head of the Fire Giant Pasha, who thought he was about to win.
Keosius held the precious, blood-soaked Brass Scimitar in his hand, playing with it with ease and pleasure.
The scalding blood splattered all over the Red Dragon's face, almost Become One into his crimson scales, but Keosius still grinned, revealing an exceptionally cruel smile.
"Thank you so much, Ismail Enver Pasha. I was just looking for a way to kill you."
Keosius had many ways to kill Ismail — the Breath of Chaos was one of them.
But he chose the safest approach.
The process was simple: using the pocket watch given to him by the ancient Time Dragon, he unleashed the Ninth Circle Spell [Time Stop], broke free from the constraints of the Fire Elemental Plane, and snatched the Brass Scimitar from his opponent.
Then Keosius flew leisurely behind the Fire Giant, prepared himself, and swung his scimitar the instant time resumed.
Decapitation!
Red Dragon wields his sword.
The scene looked a bit strange, but the effect was quite good; the head of the Fire Giant Pasha was indeed severed.
Ismail's dimensional power can block most spells, including the Metamagic of Dragon Sorcerer, but it cannot block powers that also possess Quasi-divinity nature—such as the runes inscribed by Ancient Time Dragon.
"Boom--"
Seemingly sensing the fall of this Pasha, the Fire Elemental Plane let out a "wailing," and steam clouds gradually gathered, with ashes raining down.
"By the Flame Lord..."
"Pasha ..."
"Dead."
The elemental creatures, who had been trembling with fear at the sight of the battle, finally poked their heads out and looked up at the fallen Fire Giant Pasha with disbelief.
"Long live His Your Majesty Keosius!"
The Great Red Dragon is invincible!
The soldiers of the Empire, however, had anticipated this, and they roared with excitement, while cheers that Embers of the Burned Empire.
The enormous body slowly fell, and as it fell, ashes and flames flew and gradually dissipated, while the remains gradually transformed into the purest and most essential Fire Elemental essence.
"This is good stuff!"
Keosius's eyes lit up, greed gleaming in his pale golden pupils. He eagerly flapped his wings and pounced on the fallen body of the Fire Giant Pasha.
"Keosius!"
"Keosius!"
A thunderous sound suddenly rang out, echoing across the burning plain, with continuous reverberations.
The voice was loud and distant, seemingly omnipresent, but one could hear the anger in its tone.
I know you!
"How dare you—kill a Pasha in my own country!"
Keosius's expression gradually became serious.
He knew that the source of the voice was the true master of this kingdom, a being standing at the Elemental Plane, a king with Quasi-divinity — the Fire Giant Grand Sultan.