The Dragon Descends

A blazing white pillar of fire shot straight into the chest of the Balor, instantly creating a violent explosion in mid-air.

The scorching heatwave baked the sky and the earth, and the aftershocks of the high temperature rapidly expanded to the entire wasteland.

Misha spread her Dragon Wing, crimson scales appeared on her forehead and cheeks, flames and smoke swirled around her, and the firelight in her golden eyes became even more dazzling.

—This "Dragonfire Daughter" is borrowing the power of the Embers of the Burned Emperor! "Boom!"

The highly toxic and intensely hot pillar of fire distorted the surrounding air, creating surging fire clouds, but it still failed to kill the Balor.

Black and red flames surged across the surface of the fire demon, and countless Wronged Souls shrieked as they circled around it, eventually forming Annihilating Abyss Shield.

"Roar--"

The Balor roared to the sky, spread its wings, and let out a thunderous roar that made everyone present tremble.

That is Blasphemous Words!

"Damn it"

"Blasphemy! This is blasphemy!"

The imperial mages who were maintaining the immobilization array immediately felt a splitting headache and had no way to concentrate on maintaining the array.

Lang Pu gripped his scepter tightly and shouted, "Watch out! I can't control him anymore!"

"Boom!"

Bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, repelling the Blue Dragon and Silver Dragon dragons that were circling around waiting to attack. Pillars of black and red fire shot into the sky.

"With your lowly mortal form—"

"You even dared to try and kill me!"

"Splash!"

The Balor's eyes suddenly spewed forth Abyss fire, and he spread his Limbs, flapped his wings, and suddenly broke free from the heavy chains binding him.

However, Misha was equally resolute, unleashing raging flames from her golden pupils.

Her tall, slender body had become increasingly exaggerated in its Dragonification Degree. Her slender fingers had turned into sharp dragon claws, dragon teeth had grown from her mouth, and her cheeks and neck were covered with golden-red dragon scales.

Under the connection of Keosius's power, the blood in Misha's veins has been replaced by scalding dragon blood.

At this moment, she could no longer be called human; she was a Red Dragon in human skin.

Misha's eyes were filled with hatred. She opened her arms, unleashing even more terrifying dragonfire, and roared shrilly, "Leo Bosk!" Boom!

The scorching dragon flames collided with the chaotic black fire, and the collision of these two incomparably powerful energies created a huge explosion in the high sky, releasing billowing smoke.

Leo, or rather Balor, suddenly swung down the Storm Greatsword, a look of surprise appearing on his ferocious face.

"Who are you? How do you know who I am?"

But even after searching through his memories, he couldn't recall ever having offended such a powerful Sorcerer when he was still a mortal.

"Five years. For five years, I have wanted to kill you every single moment, you executioner who slaughtered civilians, the so-called— Duke Leo!"

Misha laughed in anger. She flapped her Dragon Wing and easily dodged the lightning strike, her long red hair dancing wildly behind her.

Dozens of spiritual chains rose from the ground and coiled around the massive body of the Balor.

Misha then gathered all the flames together, creating fireballs with extremely high energy density hundreds of meters above her head.

Then, she pointed at the Balor, and the fireballs obeyed her command, falling from the sky like meteors.

That was Meteor Swarm! "Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Balor struggled to break free of its chains, flapping its fleshy wings and flying rapidly, dodging and weaving in the air.

However, meteors streaked across the sky, falling from high above and creating terrifying explosions, leaving the Balor with nowhere to escape.

But Balor directly unleashed Spell-like Abilities, causing the chaotic fog of the Abyss to shroud his body, annihilating all spell effects.

Greater Dispel Magic!

Balor narrowed his eyes, staring at the dragon girl not far away, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, a contemptuous and mocking smile on his face.

"Five years ago, they were descendants of those lowly people. No wonder I don't remember them."

He suddenly swung his Flame Whip, laughing wildly with a thunderous sound.

"My greatest regret when I was a mortal was that I didn't slaughter you ungrateful, lowly people!"

"Smack!"

The whip, burning with chaotic flames, twisted in mid-air, creating distorted fissures, and attacked Misha like a giant Abyss serpent.

"You're asking for it!"

Misha roared, flames swirling around her, creating burning Spatial Rift.

As soon as the whip came down, she used her ability to Flame Jump to teleport nearly a hundred meters away.

In the distance, Lang Pu raised his staff, and instantly, various spells such as Haste Spell, Steel Bones, and Protection from Energy Damage were cast upon Misha.

Misha clasped her hands together again, pointing towards the Balor, and a blazing white pillar of fire erupted once more, instantly engulfing the Balor's body.

"Ah--"

The sky was engulfed by scorching dragon flames, and the billowing thick Gunsmoke obscured the sun, revealing only the hideous figures of demons within.

That was Sunburst! The Silver Dragon, Blue Dragon, Ogre, and imperial mage beside them all unleashed their spells, and countless bolts of lightning, frost, and flames surged toward the demon's location.

However, in an instant, the Feng Yun changed drastically. A vast Abyss power surged from the Balor's body, transforming into a pitch-black vortex that almost completely devoured all the incoming spells.

Balor still stood amidst the Gunsmoke, slowly flapping its wings, its deep laughter echoing across the wasteland.

"Ordinary things—"

You do not understand the greatness of the Abyss, nor do you understand me, Leo Bosk, the supreme being who is the agent of Lord Jierlazarax!

Haha, I am that great being's beacon in the Material Plane; if He so desires, I can be immortal! No one can destroy me!

Balor spread his arms, and a thick, dark, chaotic mist surged around him, with a colossal demonic phantom hundreds of meters tall appearing behind him.

The phantom looked exceptionally thin, but its murky, eerie eyes sent God War. It even curled its lips into a sinister smile.

—That was the Abyss Lord, the instigator behind this invasion, the Revenge Devil, Jierlazarax! Accompanied by howling winds, all the surrounding energy was converging towards the Balor, or more precisely, surging towards that phantom, and then being transformed into the ultimate chaotic Abyssal Energy.

Space was gradually torn apart, revealing jagged cracks from which black smoke billowed, eroding the connection between space and the Material Plane.

This demon actually wants to plunge this land into the Abyss! "Destruction, trembling!"

"Falling into the Abyss!"

Upon witnessing this sight, millions of demons on the wasteland roared and howled in a frenzy, celebrating this spectacular scene.

Lang Pu shouted anxiously, "Quick, stop him! This demon wants to unleash the Revenge Devil to tear Anzeta apart from the Prime Material Plane!"

"Yes!"

Misha gritted her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and chanted the ancient and long Draconic in a low voice, searching for the deep bond between herself and the Red Dragon Emperor.

Instantly, a massive dragon shadow appeared behind her, and the surrounding space was torn apart by raging flames, forming huge fiery fissures.

That's Cross-Border Breath!

"Roar--"

With a long, drawn-out dragon roar, a wave of scorching heat rapidly expanded, and the immense dragon might instantly spread across the wasteland for hundreds of kilometers.

Humans, Tiefling, Hobgoblin, and even the frenzied demons all felt a primal tremor in their souls at the presence of higher beings.

Even the Balor, who had been so arrogant just moments before, looked flustered and trembled all over.

"He's coming."

"That's right, that aura belongs to Keosius!"

Leo stared at the fiery cracks gradually forming in the sky, a mix of emotions—fear, tension, excitement, and hatred—swirling within him, making his expression incredibly complex.

Although he kept talking about revenge, when the nightmare in his heart truly descended, this demon transformed from a mortal was still terrified.

The fissures in the flames high in the sky grew larger and larger.

First, a huge, majestic dragon head slowly emerged from the sky, followed by a strong and long neck, and then wings as wide as the earth. The shadows cast on the ground covered a large area of wasteland. All the creatures present looked up at the huge Red Dragon that was more than forty meters long in the sky, and a feeling of worship arose spontaneously.

At this moment, millions of eyes were focused on him. He was the master of this land, the sole emperor of the Anzeta Great Wasteland —the legendary Burning Dragon, Keosius! "Keosius above!"

"It's Your Majesty!"

"This, this really is His Your Majesty Keosius!"

"The Dragon Lord's Descent; He will destroy all enemies that stand in the way of the Empire!"

The empire's retinues were filled with fervor and devotion, gazing intently at the being in the sky as if they were seeing their gods.

The ingrained mindset of the past decade or so has taught them that whenever this colossal dragon appears in the skies above the battlefield, the brutal war is about to end, and the empire will usher in a glorious dawn.

And this time, it should be the same.

The players were extremely excited, shouting what could be described as blasphemous words and erupting in a tidal wave of cheers.

"Long live Ke Emperor!"

"The dragon has descended, the flames are ignited!"

"It's all set. With Ke Ge here, they're going to show some cutscenes again. This barbecue is going to be amazing!"

"I want to touch His Your Majesty Keosius's tail and fangs!"

The Abyssal Devil, on the other hand, looked resentful and terrified.

Apart from the utterly insane demons, even the most foolish Quasit and the most reckless bull demons could sense the power and terror of this dragon.

"Abyss!"

"Could this be our enemy?"

In the Abyss, power is everything; nothing else matters.

They even felt a stronger pressure and a higher status from this terrifying Red Dragon than from the Abyss Lord.

"Another Balor? This is the second one I've killed."

Keosius said it casually, as if stating the killing of livestock rather than a powerful demon.

Although Balor felt fear, he forced himself to maintain an expression and shouted at the Red Dragon:

"Keosius, don't be too happy yet! My revenge is not over yet!"

"Jay, Lord Jierlazarax is right behind me, He will protect me! I will repay you for everything you have done to me! I will destroy your empire and kill you."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Red Dragon.

It really is you, Duke Leo Bosk, former ruler of the the North, my old friend, truly—

Long time no see.

Keosius grinned, looking at the Balrog and its shadowy figure in the distance with a contemptuous smile.

The Red Dragon in the sky flapped its wings, stirring up a scorching wind, and then slowly opened its blood-red maw. The light from its throat was more dazzling than the sun, dyeing the sky red.

This is the "gift" that Keosius prepared for his old friend.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of blazing white flames erupted, attacking the Balor demon and instantly engulfing it—it was an extremely powerful Flame Breath!

"Come, let me show you the power of the universe, let me show you the fire of my vengeance!"

The Balor roared hoarsely, unleashing all the power of vengeance within him, forming a dark abyss of Abyss.

"Boom!"

The energy of the Abyss collided and intertwined with the dragon flames once again, producing a violent magical reaction and a terrifying explosion.

But this time, it was the Red Dragon's own breath that was unleashed! Its power was far more terrifying than Balor had imagined. The dragon flame contained the energy of the Fire Elemental law, and even contained the essence of destruction.

The pillar of fire pierced through the smoke curtain of the Abyss, its extreme heat distorting space and dispersing all the smoke before shooting directly at the Balor.

"Boom--"

Balor was once again engulfed by endless flames, but this time, his burning body was unable to withstand the power of his breath.

"No--

Lord Jierlazarax will—"

Leo let out a piercing wail.

But before he could finish his cry, his horned head, thick chest, and strong arms—his entire upper body—were reduced to ashes.

Balor possesses immunity to fire, but Keosius's breath is undoubtedly a higher-level attack—even the Fire Giant known as the rulers of the Fire Elemental Plane cannot withstand it.

Is this the end of the matter? This question arose in everyone's mind.

Yes, before this all-destroying, unstoppable breath, even the Balor could only meet its end. Could there be any other outcome? But the phantom of the Revenge Devil in the sky still hadn't disappeared. Its deep, eerie eyes were even staring intently at Keosius, revealing a sinister smile.

Without hesitation, Keosius met those eyes, a mocking smile also appearing in the pale gold vertical pupils.

"Jierlazarax, is this all the courage you have as Abyss Lord?"

Transforming a laughable mortal nobleman into a demon, filling him with the power and soul of vengeance, making him the commander of your invasion—you are more accurately described as Revenge Devil.

Keosius suddenly flapped his wings, causing his enormous dragon body to soar into the air, rising a hundred meters in an instant.

"However, someone as despicable and shameless as you must have some tricks up your sleeve."

Sure enough, the thick fog of the Abyss continued to surge, flowing towards the remaining half of Balor, filling the gaps in his form, from his head to his neck, then to his arms and torso, gradually condensing into Balor's hideous demonic body.

The Balor revived completely unharmed!

Everyone was shocked, even Keosius narrowed his eyes. "So that's how it is. I'd like to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve."