Kareks' Body (3)
In the ravines of those mountains, melting snow flowed freely, and scorching smoke filled the Anstica Mountains, making this snow-capped mountain range look like a fairyland in the clouds—but the roar of the dragon shattered all of this.
"Roar!"
Amidst the churning clouds, two colossal creatures clashed, their mountain-like shadows appearing and disappearing in the smoke, causing the earth to tremble.
The Abyssal Dragon flapped its wings, stirring up howling winds, and then slammed its giant claws down on the crimson figure.
But He struck empty air. The Red Dragon suddenly flapped its wings in mid-air, dodging the powerful slap and disappearing into the clouds.
"Boom!"
The mountains wailed, rocks flew everywhere, and the claws of the Abyssal Dragon slammed into the mountainside.
Under this immense force that shook the mountains, rocks tumbled down from the summit, and snow poured down, triggering a terrible avalanche that created exaggerated claw marks tens of meters in diameter on the mountainside.
Jierlazarax's deep, dark eyes emitted a murky, eerie light that stirred the clouds—the gaze of the Abyss, allowing Him to see the true nature of all things.
I see you.
The Abyssal Dragon murmured softly, its gaze fixed on the churning clouds. Through the clouds, it detected the location of the Red Dragon.
"Whoosh—"
Two scarlet rays, surging with chaotic power, shot out from the dragon's eyes and blasted towards the Red Dragon hundreds of meters away.
Keosius tightened his body, suddenly flapped his wings, his tail stood upright, and swept across the earth like an arrow released from a bow, turning into a crimson afterimage and stirring up gusts of scorching wind.
Jierlazarax twisted his head, and the two crimson rays followed closely behind, but they couldn't even catch up with the tip of the Red Dragon's tail, and both of them slammed into the mountain.
The crimson light created terrifying explosions, instantly shattering the hard rock beneath its rays.
"Boom--"
Instantly, the mountains wailed, rocks flew everywhere, several peaks were cut in half and collapsed one after another, raising clouds of dust.
At this moment, the Anstica Mountains were like towering giants standing between heaven and earth, being mercilessly slaughtered by the Abyssal Dragon.
Scalding lava appeared where the rays passed, and this dark red magma flowed slowly among the ruins of the mountains, like the crimson blood flowing from those giants.
Only the distant Tieri Peak still stands majestically, resolutely displaying its splendor as the "King of Snow Mountains".
"Tsk tsk, this level of power."
Even Keosius couldn't help but turn his head, astonished by the power of the scarlet ray.
Even with his current physical condition, being hit by those two rays would likely leave him severely injured and unable to continue fighting.
However, given Keosius's current mobility, coupled with the precognitive abilities of the Calamity Dragon Eye, even this Devil Lord has transformed into Abyssal Dragon would find it difficult to hit him.
"That's terrifying!"
Just as the ray was about to touch the tip of his tail, Keosius suddenly spread his wings.
The Red Dragon's powerful muscles bulged, and its massive body was almost perpendicular to the ground. Accompanied by sonic booms, it instantly climbed hundreds of meters upwards.
Keosius continued flying high in the sky, tracing a graceful arc.
Immediately afterwards, he turned over and flipped over, head down, slowly opened his mouth, and the dragon crystal on his chest shone brightly once more.
"Sizzle!"
With a deafening burst of air, a blazing white pillar of fire erupted from his mouth, like Divine Punishment descending from the heavens, striking the head of the Abyssal Dragon.
"Aww—"
The Abyssal Dragon roared and turned its head, manipulating thick, chaotic smoke to surge upwards, forming a mottled shield that blocked the pillar of fire falling from the sky.
However, the Red Dragon's breath was extremely powerful, still containing a wisp of divine power of order. It actually pierced through the layers of dense fog and directly struck the neck of the Abyssal Dragon.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion occurred beside the Abyssal Dragon's head, charring hundreds of its scales and exposing its purplish-black, decaying flesh. Pus and blood oozed from the wounds, emitting black smoke.
He was injured!
"Huff, huff"
Jierlazarax was breathing heavily, wisps of smoke rising from his deep eyes, and thick, foul-smelling mist gushing from his mouth.
It is evident that releasing this level of radiation would be quite taxing for this Abyssal Dragon.
At this moment, the Anstica Mountains were in ruins, with collapsed peaks, flowing lava, scalding water, and Poison Mist from the Abyss everywhere.
Countless winged demons were born from the shadows and chaos, flying haphazardly in the sky like eerie dark clouds.
The nearly two-hundred-meter- Abyssal Dragon raised its head once more, opened Abyss massive jaws, and let out a long and furious roar.
Under the chaotic sound waves, an invisible shockwave instantly spread thousands of meters away, stirring up billowing dust on the ground.
"Come, children of the Abyss, I command you—devour this wretched Red Dragon! Let him return to the embrace of the Abyss, let him become nourishment for demons, and let all things return to the chaos of the end!"
Instantly, the hundreds of thousands of winged demons summoned by Jierlazarax and born from the Abyss within the Anstica Mountains erupted in commotion.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"The Abyss Will is watching us!"
"As long as we tear this reptile apart, we will receive the blessing of the Abyss! We might even be able to ascend to become Balor!"
"Before Lord Jierlazarax, before the Abyssal Devil, this Red Dragon will be torn to shreds! Its scales will be stripped off, its flesh devoured!"
They flapped their wings wildly, emitting noisy screams, and wantonly released their hatred for all things in the world.
The demons formed a black cloud that filled the sky, gathering from all directions and surging toward the Red Dragon.
Keosius hovered in mid-air, flapping his broad wings, a hint of anger showing in his pale golden vertical pupils.
"You bunch of rabble think you can be my enemy?"
Instantly, a thunderous, heavy sound echoed through the sky, even drowning out the cacophony of tens of thousands of demons.
Accompanied by the roar of the Red Dragon and the wails of the demons, dazzling spells streaked across the sky, an endless sea of fire spread across the heavens, and charred demons fell like raindrops.
Meanwhile, the Red Dragon was slaughtering amidst the Magic Tide, like a moving Fire Storm, wantonly reaping the lives of demons.
Every breath, every claw strike, and every tail whip from this enormous Red Dragon killed hordes of demons, causing hundreds to fall from the sky.
The souls of the demons killed by Keosius are also devoured, leaving them no chance of resurrection in the Abyss's Blood Pool.
But under the forceful command of Jierlazarax, and under the seduction and drive of the Abyss Will, these demons still surged toward the Red Dragon one after another, ignoring the demon corpses falling like rain.
"Aww—"
Another dazzling pillar of fire pierced through the demon horde, drying out the surrounding air and turning thousands of demons to ashes in an instant.
But there were simply too many demons, they were almost everywhere, and even if you killed them, their dead bodies would release an aura of chaos.
In the distant ruins, a nearly two-hundred-meter-long Abyssal Dragon coiled around the earth like a winding mountain range, the ground undulating slowly with its heavy breathing.
As Jierlazarax gazed at the Red Dragon battling the demon horde in the sky, a twisted smile flickered in his murky eyes.
"On a timeline measured in tens of thousands of years, no one can truly resist the power of the Abyss, Keosius. When you have committed so much slaughter, doesn't the supreme blood within you boil and crave for more blood?"
Meanwhile, on the edge of the Anstica Mountains, Pablicheko, who had traveled a long way, was also observing the battle in the sky.
"By Bahamut, is this the power of the Embers of the Burned Emperor?"
He gazed at the Red Dragon, who was fighting alone against tens of thousands of demons, and his expression grew increasingly solemn.
After all, both the Embers of the Burned Emperor and the Abyssal Dragon were beings capable of disrupting the order of the Feanso Continent, not to mention—that Red Dragon had seriously injured his respected elder brother.
Pablicheko hesitated, unsure whether to offer help, since the Red Dragon high in the sky seemed somewhat isolated and helpless at the moment.
Suddenly, a slightly hoarse female voice appeared behind the silver-bearded old man.
"Brother Oszedro has seen all of this, and he believes that this Abyssal Dragon is a calamity that threatens the entire Prime Material Plane."
"Regardless of whether this Embers of the Burned Emperor is cruel or not, at this moment, as a member of the Material Plane, he deserves our full support."
Pablicheko turned around and saw a woman who looked to be in her forties with Elf elf ears standing behind him. She was supporting herself with a scepter and spoke with a firm tone.
"Pablicheko should not be blinded by momentary hatred, and should not forget the mission of his people."
She is also an elder of Mellward, a female Ancient Silver Dragon — Imelda Garde Mellward.
She, along with the remaining two male Ancient Silver Dragon, are known as the "Three Pillars" of the Melvord Clan, upholding justice and order on the Feanso Continent for hundreds of years.
Behind Imelda, dozens of Silver Dragon flapped their wings, their bright, plate-like wings gleaming in the firelight, seemingly able to pierce the darkness in the distance.
"I see."
Pablicheko and Imelda exchanged a glance and nodded to each other. Then, in perfect unison, they took to the air and transformed into two silver behemoths nearly thirty meters long, their wings whipping up gusts of wind.
However, this was not the end. The Ancient Silver Dragon raised the shimmering silver scepter in its claws and created several Plane Shift.
Golden Dragon, Brass Dragon, Astral Envoy, Barris Angel, Antlered Subspace, Supreme Guardian, and many other benevolent beings from the heavens surged forth, launching an attack on Anstika's surging Magic Tide.
However, this was not the end. Accompanied by ripples in space, huge teleportation portals from this plane appeared out of thin air.
"For His Your Majesty Keosius!"
"Long Live the Empire!"
"Quickly! Let's go support His Majesty!"
Through the largest portal, many "big names" familiar to the Imperial People appeared on the battlefield, including the Ogre Archmage Lang Pu, the Hobgoblin marshal Dolo, the Oathbreaker Mezhuolash, the Red Scale Conqueror Alger, the Dragonfire Daughter Wyvern Misha Smaug, watching intently as dragons and demons clashed in the distance.
Lang Pu gripped the scepter tightly, gazing at the massive, dark red dragon in the distance, which resembled a mountain, and muttered to himself.
"A 200-meter-long dragon"
As the spellcaster, he knew very well what this meant. Under the order of the gods of old, dragons of this size had long since disappeared from the Prime Material Plane and would only exist in the void of the Astral Plane.
A length of 200 meters indicates that it is at least a being of Quasi-divinity, or even a legendary dragon god.
But Lang Pu felt no fear whatsoever; instead, his heart pounded, and a stirring melody seemed to play in his mind.
"The master will win, as always. And after this epic battle, He will become the true supreme being."
The Ogre Archmage thought to himself.
Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of players emerged from the portal.
Most of them reached level eight, and many even broke through level ten, which is enough to be called "superhumans" and they are the backbone of the Embers of the Burned Empire.
"Aww—"
Steamed Bun rode Wyvern out of the portal and was immediately shocked by the massive battle in the distance.
"Holy crap. So this was the final boss fight! That Balor was nothing!"
Other players were equally shocked by this scene, and various comments came out of their mouths.
"This scene is truly spectacular, it's so exciting!"
"Erezege awesome!"
"Ke Emperor is invincible!"
Hundreds of thousands of winged demons filled the sky, like a pitch-black night or a mottled tide.
But the Red Dragon, the renowned Embers of the Burned Emperor, roared and turned the surroundings into a sea of fire, with charred demonic bodies falling one after another like rain.
The land was in complete disarray, with lava flowing everywhere, rocks scattered all over the ground, mountains reduced to ruins, and a dark red dragon hundreds of meters long coiled around it.
High in the sky, Imelda flapped her enormous silver wings, raised the silver scepter in her claws, and roared angrily.
"Gentlemen—for the glorious order of Fei An Suo! For the peace and stability of the world, drive the demons out of the Prime Material Plane!"
Instantly, the Celestial Being clad in gold and with wings on their backs, and the Metallic Dragon covered in shimmering scales, charged towards Anstika and launched an attack on the omnipresent demons.
Meanwhile, on the Empire's side, Lang Pu shouted, "For His Your Majesty Keosius, for the Great Blueprint of the Embers of the Burned Empire, annihilate this last demon!"
"Aww—"
"Charge!"
"A Monster Hunter veteran of 20 years requests to join the battle!"
"I'm going to take down that big boss, brothers! It's time to give the Abyssal Dragon a foot massage!"
Dragon Pact Sorcerer, Dragonkin Paladin, Red Scale Conqueror, and the Embers of the Burned Wyvern Legion —these mid-to-high-level forces of the empire also launched an attack on the Magic Tide.
In an instant, radiance, arrows, dragon flames, and magical light crisscrossed in the sky, creating an opening on the left flank of the demon horde that was gathering toward Keosius.
"Aww—"
Before the demons could pounce on the Red Dragon, they were Holy Light Strike and fell from the sky.
The Empire's minions, Celestial Being, and Metallic Dragon all launched an attack on the demons, and players even turned on their speakers to play their battle background music.