Life-and-Death Struggle

However, Keosius seized the opportunity during this moment of distraction, pressed his advantage, and made another short dive to get behind the Abyssal Dragon.

"Whoosh—"

With a tearing sound, strong arm muscles bulged, and sharp claws swung down from the air.

Keosius plunged his claws deep into the flesh and blood of the Abyssal Dragon's back, clinging to its back and viciously tearing at its nape.

Instantly, the dark red scales were lifted, and purplish-black blood and bits of flesh splattered high in the air.

"Aww—"

"Keosius, you reckless reptile! You actually dared to engage me in close combat!"

Jierlazarax raised his head and roared in fury, his massive body struggling violently.

A deep, dark light appeared on its body, and raging flames burned on its body, releasing an immense pressure that produced a thunderous roar.

He unleashed the divine power of Kareks!

—That was the remaining power of Kareks. Jierlazarax originally intended to leave this last bit of power to the gods, but now, under the pressure of Keosius, he had no choice but to use his trump card.

Jierlazarax breathed heavily, a particularly piercing shriek emanating from deep within his throat. "Keosius! You think you've already won? You're celebrating too soon! This is true power!"

Blasphemy Chapter!

The shrieks of the Abyssal Dragon filled the surroundings, layer upon layer, like the wailing of millions of Wronged Souls, causing all things to tremble and their souls to shake.

Flames imbued with the power of revival burned on the severed arm and wounds of the Abyssal Dragon, making its recovery speed terrifyingly fast.

In just a few breaths, the severed arm had completely grown back, and the numerous wounds on the back of its neck had also healed rapidly.

"Whoosh—"

Accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, the gale containing the Destructive Divine Power relentlessly lashed at the Red Dragon behind it, attempting to destroy its hundred-meter-long body.

Ordinary objects would be instantly pulverized upon contact with this destructive gale, leaving not even a trace.

But Keosius was in the Empire Domain, in this land controlled by the Red Dragon, he was comparable to a god descended to earth!

An invisible force of order surrounded the Red Dragon's body, forcefully resisting the onslaught of the destructive gale.

Keosius pulled his claws, which were deeply embedded in the flesh of the Abyssal Dragon, and hovered above Abyssal Dragon, flapping his wings.

"True power?"

Hehe, on this stage that I poured my heart and soul into building, I am the embodiment of power!

Keosius grinned menacingly, and a star-like silver light shone in his pale golden pupils.

Instantly, accompanied by a powerful pressure, a force like the laws of the world slowly descended along with his will.

[Empire Domain: Sealing]

In an instant, the gale ceased, all things fell silent, even the most basic elemental particles calmed down, and Kareks's divine power vanished.

The world around him fell silent, and the blasphemous howls of the Abyssal Dragon were instantly silenced.

"Whoosh—"

"Whoosh—"

Keosius swept across the Abyssal Dragon's body time and again, tearing large chunks of flesh and scales from its massive, clumsy form.

Originally, due to the nature of divine power, this body was almost immortal, and even Keosius would have difficulty destroying it.

Once the power of the Empire Domain sealed off the divine power, Kareks's remains were nothing more than a lifeless object that had been dormant for ten thousand years.

"Aww—"

With a loud roar, the crimson figure swept past the Abyssal Dragon once more, its sharp Wing Membrane tearing through the air and leaving a long, narrow scratch stretching for sixty meters.

"Roar!"

The Abyssal Dragon let out a painful howl, turned its head, and bit madly, but the Red Dragon still easily dodged it by spreading its wings in mid-air.

Finally, Keosius hovered atop the Abyssal Dragon's head, looking down down at the three-hundred-meter-long, battered Abyssal Dragon.

At this moment, the Red Dragon's body was also covered in filth and tattered scales—but it was the blood of the Abyssal Dragon, not his own.

Keosius took a deep breath, as if savoring the blood in the air, a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes. "Jierlazarax. I've tasted the sweetness of revenge, you know? I've waited too long for this moment."

Jierlazarax's pupils contracted sharply. He looked up at the Red Dragon, which was surrounded by the Law Power and resembled a god descended to earth, and kept muttering to himself.

"No, this is impossible, this is impossible."

For tens of thousands of years, this Revenge Devil has been accustomed to controlling everything, and each time He will find the "lucky ones" in the Material Plane and make them the nourishment for His Grand Plan.

Even the occasional "rebel" will be blinded by greed and eventually become an extension of the Abyss.

But now, this Red Dragon, which has only been in existence for a little over a decade, has completely escaped His control, even plunging Him into a perilous situation.

Jierlazarax roared at the Red Dragon above his head.

"Impossible! Keosius, you are nothing but a lowly Red Dragon, born a mere decade or so ago! Everything you possess was arranged by me a hundred years ago; your destiny was a carefully crafted trajectory!"

Finally, under a series of provocations, Jierlazarax tore off his mask of pretense, unleashing the madness and chaos Abyssal Devil.

The Abyssal Dragon shook its head almost frantically, opening its rotting, blood-red maw and uttering mad whispers.

"Yes. As long as I eat you, as long as I devour you, everything will be over, everything will still be under my control, and the Abyss's Grand Plan will not have failed."

At this moment, the "humanity" fabricated by this Revenge Devil has been completely obliterated, leaving only the purest and most chaotic Abyss Will.

At this moment, He is the embodiment of the Abyss.

The sound grew louder and louder, eventually turning into a frenzied and noisy roar.

"I want to eat you!"

The Abyssal Dragon flapped its wings wildly, ignoring its numerous wounds, and lifted its massive 300-meter-long body, roaring as it pounced on the Red Dragon high in the sky.

He staggered, like a complete wild beast, utterly devoid of reason.

In Keosius's eyes, which see through the essence of all things, the Abyssal Dragon had transformed into a collection of chaotic black mist, its soul resembling a twisted, stitched-together alien monster.

Keosius hovered in the air and said softly, "Is this the true nature of the Abyssal Devil? Well, it's fine, it saves me from wasting any more energy."

Let this all end here, Jierlazarax, I will grant you a grand ending.

The Red Dragon vigorously flapped its wings, instantly tearing through space and reaching an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.

Keosius looked down at the Abyssal Dragon that was charging at him madly. He stretched his neck, tightened his Limbs, and spread his incredibly wide wings. Brilliant flames spewed from the blowholes at his elbows and tail.

Finally, the Red Dragon roared and launched a powerful dive towards the Abyssal Dragon, streaking across the sky like Crimson Meteor.

"Roar--"