Dragon Blood Mountain

At the moment when Jierlazarax's soul was completely incinerated, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, endless thunderbolts flashed white light and descended from the sky, and torrential rain poured down.

In an instant, the world seemed to sense the demise of the Abyssal Devil and cheered with joy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The thunder continued to rumble, and streaks of lightning as thick as bowls flashed across the sky and the earth, clearing away the thick, chaotic fog.

As the dark clouds gradually dissipated, the sun, which had been shrouded in darkness for several days, reappeared before the world, casting rays of light upon the earth.

Finally, dawn broke.

Under the sunlight, the remains of the Abyssal Dragon were riddled with holes, and its matte scarlet scales were covered with a hazy halo.

On that mountain-sized corpse, blood gushed from the wounds, wantonly eroding the earth, forming deep ravines, and eventually converging into a scarlet river.

The shadow that had loomed over Keosius since his birth, the heavy shackles that bound him, had finally vanished.

"Finally, the inevitable fate has come to an end, the curse of Jierlazarax, the madness of Kareks, and all of this."

"Keosius sighed softly."

In an instant, the scene of his transmigrating into a fledgling dragon more than ten years ago flashed through his mind. He thought of the dangers of plotting with the demon and the madness of being infected by the Abyss years ago. "No, things may not be over yet."

The Red Dragon gazed at Kareks's magnificent and winding remains, then turned to look into the distance, where the Abyssal Wall, thousands of meters high, was about to dissipate.

Blinding lightning and dazzling starlight appeared and disappeared in the dark, chaotic fog, creating a sense of impending storm.

By then, the so-called "Three Gods of Justice" will descend upon the Prime Material Plane, and the fate of Kareks's remains will become a problem.

The gods would never want a being that could potentially transform into a "World-Destroying Dragon" to remain on the Prime Material Plane. They would probably eliminate any threat, and even annihilate themselves if possible.

And if Keosius completely devours Kareks's remains, the curse that Jierlazarax had before his death will once again echo in his ears.

It was a forbidden artifact left behind by a god corrupted by the Abyss and driven mad, and it is highly likely that it contains a remnant of Jierlazarax card.

If used rashly, it could very likely lead to problems similar to the "Heart of Kareks" possessing one's mind.

"No matter what, we'll meet force with force and water with earth."

Keosius uttered a proverb from his past life, then slowly raised his right claw, and the power to control the world surged forth.

He had already devised a way to temporarily preserve the Dragon Corpse. He didn't need to immediately absorb the power of the Progenitor Dragon, nor did he want to lose control of it.

The Red Dragon slowly clenched its raised claws, unleashing a torrent of pure power that ravaged the land and transformed everything around it.

[Empire Domain: Control]

"Boom--"

A heavy sound came from underground, and the rocks on the ground slowly rose up, gradually enveloping the nearly 300-meter-long Dragon Corpse.

The earth trembled violently, countless pebbles tumbled down, and dust rose, while the earth's strata lifted the Dragon Corpse slowly, gradually raising it to a height of several thousand meters.

Gazing up at the Dragon Corpse bathed in sunlight and gradually being lifted up, witnessing the miraculous scene, everyone—from the imperial retinue and the celestial reinforcements to the invited Metallic Dragon —was unanimously awestruck by this sight.

"By the gods above."

"What incredible power this is! That Red Dragon, he, he is actually creating mountains!"

"That's something only a god could do!"

Celestial Being pointed at the distant, protruding rocks, their Big Mouth, their flawless, fair faces filled with astonishment.

In their minds, mortal beings in the Material Plane could not possibly create such a magnificent miracle, raising the ground and causing mountains to rise; only the gods who reside high on the Mount Paradise could accomplish this.

"Lord of the North Wind, such power... It seems my brother was right. This Red Dragon Emperor has surpassed the limits of our ability to control him. His rise has been far too rapid, like a shooting star."

Pablicheko, now in human form, adjusted his glasses, his expression grave, and spoke softly to Imelda beside him.

"I only hope that this emperor can bring about a positive change in the situation on the Feanso Continent. Otherwise, no matter what, Mellward will fight him to the end for justice and righteousness, and never give up."

Imelda also gazed into the distance. The Ancient Silver Dragon folded its shiny silver wings, pressing them close to its massive body, and then let out a low growl.

"By Keosius!"

Long live the Great Red Dragon!

"His Majesty succeeded! That Abyssal Dragon has fallen!"

The Empire Retinue erupted in a tidal wave of enthusiastic cheers. Although many of them had already witnessed the miracle of Keosius creating the mountains, they were still thrilled and awestruck by what they were seeing.

The earth cradled the hundreds-of-meters-long Dragon Corpse, which slowly rose under the sunlight—what a magnificent sight! The Ogre Lang Pu, who stood firmly in the crowd, also raised his head, tears welling in his murky eyes, his throat trembling.

Lang Pu lowered his voice and kept muttering to himself, "Master, master, your plan has succeeded!"

You have truly slain a Godspawn; this will be a significant milestone in the Great Blueprint.

"Click, click"

With a crisp sound, Kareks's remains gradually transformed into dull rock.

The enormous dragon head that rose upwards transformed into precipitous peaks; the raised back transformed into towering ridges; and the broken, drooping Dragon Wing transformed into open slopes.

The long tail, stretching for hundreds of meters, transformed into a winding mountain range; the blood gushing from the wound became a flowing river; even the enormous claws transformed into the jumbled, strange rocks at the foot of the mountain. Finally, an incomparably majestic mountain, resembling a giant dragon roaring to the sky, stood amidst the ruins of the Anstica Mountains.

This majestic mountain has directly replaced the former "King of Snow Mountains," Tieri Peak, as the highest peak in the entire Anstika region, and even in the entire Anzeta Great Wasteland.

Sulfur Scent white smoke emanated from Keosius's over 100-meter-long dragon body, and dragon flames spewed from the gaps in his scales and the pores all over his body. His elemental body gradually dissipated and shrank, returning to its normal size of forty meters.

He flapped his wings and soared into the air, arriving at the summit of the newly formed mountain, where his crimson scales shimmered in the sunlight.

The Red Dragon spread its wings, and its heavy voice echoed in Anstika: "From this day forward, this place will be a forbidden land belonging exclusively to the Embers of the Burned Empire, and all trespassers will become the empire's irreconcilable enemies."

I named it "

Keosius paused, thought for a moment, and then continued:

"Dragon Blood Mountain."