Revenge

Keosius stomped hard on the back of the Abyssal Dragon, his sharp claws suddenly piercing through the scales, leaving behind gaping holes from which blood gushed.

"Aww—"

The Abyssal Dragon raised its head and roared again, struggling incessantly, swinging its severed limbs on its back, and crashing into the hill beside it.

But Keosius seized the opportunity again, leaping forward and biting the still-healing wound on the side of the Abyssal Dragon's neck, tearing it off along with the skin and flesh.

"Sizzle—"

A large amount of blood mist suddenly burst from the side of the Abyssal Dragon's neck, tearing off large chunks of flesh and blood, causing the Abyssal Dragon to roar in pain.

Blood rained down from the sky as Keosius, bathed in the blood, tore at his prey with abandon. A gleeful smile spread across his Dragon Face, making him appear even more ferocious and terrifying.

Soon, the Abyssal Dragon's neck and head became mangled and broken, large scales were torn off, and chunks of flesh were ripped off.

If it were an ordinary dragon, it would probably be on its last legs by now.

But Jierlazarax is, after all, a child of the Abyss, Devil Lord has taken over Divine Body, and is fearfully called "Godspawn" by the Celestial Legion.

Even with the suppression of [Empire Domain: Sealing], it survived thanks to its tenacious Life Force.

The Abyssal Dragon struggled beneath Keosius, its resistance growing ever more intense.

Finally, Jierlazarax forcefully threw the Red Dragon off his back, and he let out a series of frantic whispers from the depths of his rotting throat.

"As long as I eat you, as long as I eat you, I can..."

However, Keosius transformed into a crimson afterimage and rushed directly to the side of the Abyssal Dragon, his sharp claws sweeping across the tens of meters long arm.

"Whoosh—"

Blood spurted out again, accompanied by a crisp sound, and Jierlazarax's massive left arm, like a pillar, revealed pale bones before snapping apart with a crash.

"Kay, Keosius"

"I want to kill."

The Abyssal Dragon's body suddenly sank, and it limped around unsteadily, exhaling a foul-smelling gust of wind, trying to launch a desperate counterattack.

But the Red Dragon's figure swept past His feet again, tearing off large chunks of flesh covered in scales—this time, His left hind leg.

"Boom--"

The remaining limbs of the Abyssal Dragon finally succumbed to the immense weight of hundreds of thousands of tons, bending under its terrifying weight, and its massive, mountain-like body collapsed with a crash, rising and falling slowly with each breath.

"Huff, huff"

Within the Empire Domain of Keosius, Jierlazarax, possessing the power of the Abyss and the body of Progenitor Dragon, was like a beast at the mercy of all.

"Ugh. But the Abyssal Dragon still struggled to raise its head and stretch its neck toward the Red Dragon."

Jierlazarax's eyes were black and red, his expression ferocious and crazed. He completely disregarded his head that was about to fall off, and the waterfall of blood gushing from his wounds. He just writhed desperately, even lying on his back.

He had only his last remaining will.

—That was the instinct to devour the Red Dragon's body containing the Heart of Kareks and transform into the Doomsday Dragon.

"Bang!"

Keosius mercilessly stomped the gaping, blood-red head to the ground, raising clouds of dust. The neck was severed, leaving only mangled flesh and the throat connecting the two halves.

The Red Dragon slowly raised its claws, and an invisible force immediately descended, pressing down directly on the head of the Abyssal Dragon, rendering it unable to move.

But Jierlazarax's deep eyes remained fixed on the Red Dragon, his pupils revealing endless greed and hatred.

Keosius continued walking forward, then chuckled, a look of amusement in his pale golden eyes. "Tsk tsk, look at yourself now, Jierlazarax."

The former Abyss Lord now resembles nothing more than a beast about to be dismembered.

"Huff, huff"

Jierlazarax was breathing heavily, and at this final moment, he seemed to have finally regained a false sense of "reason".

He grinned, revealing his broken, bony mouth, and let out a chilling sneer like a Dracolich.

"Heh. Keosius, do you really think you've achieved final victory? It's useless, Red Dragon. You've been targeted by the great Abyss Will. I may have failed, but the fate of the world's destruction is sealed."

And you will never escape. One day, your heart will be devoured, your wings will be broken, and your head will be cut off.

Jierlazarax's voice was hoarse, his expression twisted, as he unleashed the most venomous and hateful curse upon the Red Dragon before him.

"Jierlazarax."

But Keosius simply walked calmly to the Abyssal Dragon's chest, extended his sharp claws, and then swung them down violently.

"Sizzle—"

The sound of flesh being torn apart rang out, and the low curse abruptly stopped.

Blood gushed out like a flood, tearing open the already wounded flesh to expose the bloody internal organs.

"Oh?"

Keosius looked somewhat surprised.

What appeared before him was not a beating heart, but—a huge winged demon, or more accurately, a Balor.

The demon was suspended in the center of its chest, its body connected by numerous blood vessels and mucous membranes, constantly pumping blood that shimmered with a deep, eerie light and contained chaotic power to various parts of the dragon's body.

The demon and Kareks's remains Become One, their flesh and blood intertwined, emitting black and red Chaos Fire, and they were no longer distinguishable from each other.

This is the demonic form of Jierlazarax.

"A demonic heart like Ashardalon's, I never thought he would actually put it into practice."

Keosius couldn't help but sigh.

Suddenly, the demon that had merged into Kareks's body opened its eyes, its gaze burning with a fierce fire of vengeance, and it laughed wildly.

"Keosius, a creature targeted by the Abyss Will will never find release. I will be waiting for you in the Abyss!"

By then, I will make you understand—

However, Keosius did not have the patience to listen to His words. The Red Dragon simply opened its massive jaws, and blinding flames burst forth from its throat.

"Boom!"

A thick pillar of fire shot out, its breath carrying the power of the Empire Domain laws, instantly turning the demon that had become its heart into ashes.

A piercing howl rang out, and an invisible, elongated demonic figure soared into the sky, emitting a shrill cry that pierced the very soul, "Hahaha! I'll be waiting for you in the Abyss!"

Abyssal Devil, as long as they die outside the Abyss, their will will be reborn in the Blood Pool.

Therefore, even the gods would find it difficult to completely kill a demon, and sealing them in the Astral Plane is the best option.

However, with a thought from Keosius, the power of the Empire Domain directly imprisoned the surrounding space, preventing anything—whether matter, spirit, or soul—from escaping.

The screams of Jierlazarax's soul abruptly ceased.

"How is that possible?"

The great Abyss Will should send me back to the Blood Pool so that I may be reborn.

The Red Dragon flapped its wings, soared into the air, tilted its head, and asked with feigned confusion, "Haven't you heard a proverb from within the empire?"

Keosius extended his giant claws and easily seized the soul, then scorching dragon flames erupted from his palm.

"No--"

"Keosius, we still have a chance to cooperate. Do you want to become a true god? Do you?"

A mournful wail rang out as the ghostly figure struggled, screamed, and even begged for mercy amidst the raging flames.

"The Red Dragon will avenge itself, eliminating all traces of its former enemies."

Keosius's expression was indifferent, his pale golden pupils reflecting the firelight and the struggling shadows. A slight smirk appeared on his lips.

He had waited too long for this moment. The emperor would never allow a demon who was out of his control and knew his secrets to exist in the world.