Shattered Eternal Night
"Roar--"
The Red Dragon took a step forward, then suddenly roared to the sky, its massive body accumulating terrifying energy.
A dazzling golden light emanated from the dragon crystal on his chest, as if tearing a hole in the eternal night of the Silver Heaven. The scorching air surged wildly, turning the surrounding paradise illusion into ashes.
"Hypocrites who call themselves champions of justice—" He spread his broad Dragon Wing, gazing at the distant Barachiel, his pupils, like molten lava balls, radiating an undisguised ferocity. "Only the purest power can make you realize that a new era has arrived!"
"Boom--"
In an instant, accompanied by a deafening explosion of air, the extreme heat distorted the surrounding space, and a blazing white pillar of fire spewed from the Red Dragon's gaping maw, instantly tearing apart the pitch-black night.
This was not a special breath; it was just a simple test that Keosius casually uttered.
However, due to the Elemental Master's Energy Explosion and the Red Dragon's exaggerated charm, even the most ordinary Fire Breath has a power far exceeding that of the Great Wyrm Red Dragon's full-force exhale.
Now, Keosius stands at the pinnacle of the Material Plane, capable of unleashing terrifying natural disasters with a mere gesture.
Wherever the blazing white pillar of fire passed, the night sky of the Silver Heaven was easily torn apart, and the stars and angels formed by the power of paradise were annihilated by the aftershocks.
"Careful!"
Seeing the dragon's breath coming towards them, Walter looked terrified. He quickly gripped the heavy Sun God Shield in his hand, and immediately, a light screen with the pattern of the Sun Wheel Holy Emblem appeared in front of everyone.
That's the Sun Shield!
"What a terrifying breath!" Titus flapped its wings and mustered all its strength to spew out dragon flames, forming a shield-like sea of fire in the sky, but its power was far less than that of its main body.
It wasn't that Keosius wanted to slack off on purpose, as that would make him easy to spot; it was simply that this avatar lacked power, especially since he was operating on two threads simultaneously.
Walter and Titus's combined defense was as flimsy as paper in front of that blazing white pillar of fire, and was easily breached.
Bara Eichel lay with his longsword across his body, his dark purple eyes gleaming with starlight. "No matter the era, justice and order are the eternal themes!"
Countless heavenly powers surged toward him, gradually coalescing into a massive shield shimmering with starlight, blocking his path.
"Boom!"
In an instant, two completely different forces collided, producing a violent explosion. The starlight and firelight intertwined, and the powerful aftershocks spread hundreds of meters away.
"Hahaha, Barachiel, you are a worthy opponent!" Keosius laughed wildly, then closed his mouth, which was still emitting white smoke, and suddenly flapped his wings and took off.
In the instant he flapped his wings and took off, Keosius used his instant casting ability to cast more than a dozen blessing spells on himself, the dazzling magical light reflecting off his body.
Immediately afterwards, the Dragon Wing unfolded, and its enormous body, over fifty meters long, cruised through the sky at an unimaginable speed, transforming into a trailing afterimage of firelight.
"Tremble, hypocrites! Your demise will be the beginning of the collapse of the corrupt old order on the Feanso Continent, and also the Qidian of the new order!"
Accompanied by the ear-piercing shriek of the Dragon Wing tearing through the air, the Red Dragon's unrestrained voice echoed in the high sky, causing the entire space to tremble.
Walter stared intently at the dragon in the sky, gritting his teeth as he said, "How could it be so fast?"
He raised the golden Holy Sword in his hand, and several golden-red flames, like the sun, pierced through the night sky and descended from above.
"Aww—"
"The offspring of Tiamat!"
Titus roared, and several fiery meteors of the ninth ring rank streaked across the night sky, charging menacingly toward the Red Dragon in the heavens.
In an instant, under the all-out attack of the two powerful figures, terrifying flames, enough to destroy a town, crisscrossed and rushed rapidly toward the Red Dragon.
Keosius hovered high in the sky, looking down at the Golden Dragon, and let out a contemptuous sneer, "Don't you know—people once called me the Lord of Flames?"
The Red Dragon raised its head, roared, and opened its enormous, abyss-like Abyss.
Dragon Absorption
A terrifying magical vortex appeared in the Red Dragon, like a black hole that devoured everything, and its powerful attraction caused the surrounding Weave to twist.
In an instant, both the divine flames of the sun summoned by Walter and the fiery meteors released by the golden dragon were swallowed by the red dragon and transformed into accumulated energy.
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Keosius licked his lips with lingering satisfaction and murmured, "I'm still a little hungry."
"You—" Upon seeing this, Titus was furious, and his golden Dragon Face became ferocious.
Walter also brandished his longsword and shouted sternly, "Arrogant fool!"
Barachiel raised his head, staring at the Red Dragon high in the sky, and said coldly, "This is Silver Heaven, the graveyard of sinners, where you cannot be so arrogant!"
He raised the bright silver longsword in his hand, and lightning energy burst forth from the exquisitely carved blade, coiling with dense arcs of electricity.
In the eternal night, rolling dark clouds surged, and lightning flashed like a giant python, concealing endless killing intent.
Heavenly Lightning
Bala Eichel mobilized the immense power of Mount Paradise and poured it into his longsword. In an instant, a pillar of lightning shot into the sky.
Instantly, the accumulated lightning in the night sky poured down, a terrifying bolt of lightning several meters in diameter carrying overwhelming divine might, striking down towards the Red Dragon. The lightning tore through the night sky like a wound in the pitch-black darkness; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it Divine Punishment.
"Boom!"
The thunder arrived late, but it was deafening and incredibly powerful, causing many Allied soldiers on the ground to faint on the spot.
"Roar--"
But Keosius was not afraid. He raised his head and roared again. His will twisted reality, and a ferocious dragon's mouth and vortexes of magic appeared above his head, blocking the lightning.
The Dragon Reaving
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"
Thunder roared, and the terrifying lightning was actually plundered by Keosius's magic. The Red Dragon's body was covered with lightning and arcs of electricity, and the Storm King's Eye kept flashing.
He actually repeated what he had just done, swallowing the lightning bolt from heaven on the spot!
"Lightning Elemental, a divinely ordered power, also mixed with a portion of the essence of Mount Paradise."
Keosius licked his lips, feeling the lightning pulse in his mouth, savoring it carefully.
This lightning bolt was more powerful than ever before, far more terrifying than anything Storm King's Eye. Without the aid of magic to neutralize or absorb it, even Keosius could not guarantee that he would emerge unscathed from a direct hit.
Barachiel looked slightly surprised, but still said coldly, "Greedy Red Dragon, since you like to devour magic, then come and taste—the wrath of heaven!"
He mobilized the full power of Mount Paradise, wielding the longsword crackling with lightning, commanding the entire sky shrouded in eternal night.
At this moment, the Lord of Paradise finally revealed His boundless power!
The once pitch-black night was illuminated by the brilliance of thunder, turning it into daylight. Countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky, striking down one after another towards the Red Dragon, as if the whole world was roaring in anger.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Even Keosius couldn't absorb all that lightning.
Seeing this, the Red Dragon flapped its wings without hesitation, using the terrifying speed granted by the Graceful Dragon, Haste Spell, and Aerial Maneuvering to transform into a crimson afterimage, like a ghost, shuttling back and forth amidst the constant bombardment of lightning.
"Lord Bala Eichel, kill him!" Walter couldn't help but grip his longsword tightly and shout excitedly.
Although he couldn't participate in the offensive, he was already satisfied as long as he could see that hateful dragon being surrounded and defeated.
"As expected of the Lord of Lucia!" Titus exclaimed sincerely.
Meanwhile, Keosius, using Titus's perspective, secretly observes Bala Eichel's behavior, hoping to find a loophole.
Bara Echir raised his silver longsword high, blinding lightning swirling around him. His voice was powerful and resolute. "Greedy Red Dragon, tremble before the wrath of heaven! You will receive the fate due to an invader—death!"
"Boom!"
The thunder roared incessantly, and the Heavenly Lightning continued unabated, seemingly endless, forcing the Red Dragon to dart and weave without a moment's rest.
But in the process, Keosius finally found the opponent's weakness.
Bala Eichel is manipulating the power of Heaven to create thunder. As long as Lucia's domain in this Silver Heaven remains intact, he will have an inexhaustible source of energy—just like the Embers of the Burned Emperor in the Empire Domain.
To change this situation, Keosius must completely shatter this Silver Heaven and eliminate Bala Eichel's home advantage.
With this thought in mind, Keosius spread his wings, and the [Bahamut's Wind] above his head shone brightly, releasing a silvery-white light that formed a hemispherical light curtain.
The divine power of order temporarily withstood the bombardment of thunder, giving the Red Dragon a rare chance to catch its breath.
As Keosius felt the surge of lightning energy within him, he looked down at Barachiel and revealed a sinister smile, "These lightning bolts are not bad. Well then, I'll return them all to you!"
The Red Dragon suddenly flapped its wings, stirring up an incredibly powerful storm, which was mixed with endless thunder.
However, this was not the end. Keosius opened his mouth and exhaled a black and red Breath of Chaos, mixing the dragon flames containing the essence of chaos into the storm.
Lightning and fire collided incessantly, dancing wildly in the terrible storm, forming a destructive force.
At this moment, this is no longer just a simple "Vengeful Storm," but a "Destruction Storm" meticulously developed by Keosius, whose power has long since broken through the shackles of the ninth ring!
Barachiel raised his head, a hint of surprise appearing in his previously calm eyes, followed by an uncontrollable rage.
"Red Dragon, I underestimated you after all—you dared to touch the very source of chaos! Don't you understand its true nature?!"
Even Barachiel had to be careful in the face of the Destruction Storm mixed with thunder and fire. Fortunately, in the realm of the Silver Heaven, He possessed almost limitless power.
Barachiel flapped the wings on his back and blew the bright silver horn once more, the resounding sound and star-like silver-white radiance pouring out.
[Order Barrier]
The silvery light surrounded them, gradually forming regular polygonal walls, building an indestructible Silver Fortress in the air that exuded an aura of order.
This fortress is a projection of Bala Echir's residence on Tian Tan Mountain, and is powerful enough to withstand any chaotic forces.
"Whoosh—"
The wind howled, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and sparks flew everywhere. Under that terrifying storm, everything was destroyed, but the Order Barrier remained unmoved, its silvery-white light constantly offsetting the external attacks.
Just then, Balaichier's expression changed drastically, realizing that something was wrong.
He lowered his horn and said urgently, "Oh no! His target is not us, but my heavenly realm!"
However, at this point, things were beyond repair. Seeing that his purpose had been exposed, Keosius became even more unscrupulous.
"Remember--
No one can stop the empire's advance, much less stand in my way!
Accompanied by the Red Dragon's extremely arrogant roar, the scale of the Destruction Storm gathered and expanded, rapidly sweeping across the sky, and the magical reactions within the storm became increasingly violent.
The abilities of the two spellcasting classes, True Dragon Sorcerer and Elemental Master, along with the power of the Kareks bloodline within them, were now fully unleashed.
The howling wind mercilessly swept away the shimmering flowers and plants in the Silver Heaven.
The dark red chaotic dragon flames swallowed up all the stars and the Ming Yue scattered in the sky, causing the angels flying in mid-air to scream and perish, and also completely obliterating the phantoms of the temples and fortresses in the distance.
Terrifying thunderbolts descended in unison, shattering the thick ground composed of the source of order, the majestic Holy Mountain, and tearing the eternal night into pieces.
Everything was being destroyed, everything was collapsing, and the entire world created by Bala Eichel was wailing in agony, even affecting the real Mount Paradise in the Outer Plane.
The soldiers on the ground looked up again, and the night sky that had been shrouding the heavens shattered! The Silver Heaven that had descended like a miracle had collapsed!
Under the gaze of countless people looking up from below, the enormous Red Dragon was waving its giant claws, violently tearing the sky apart and letting the sunlight shine down again.
"No one can stop me!"
Keosius roared menacingly, "If Hell stands in my way, I will shatter Hell and sink it into the Abyss; if Mount Paradise stands in my way, I will make the Holy Mountain crumble and Paradise fall to the earth!"
A storm of Thunder and Fire filled the sky, and within the silver fortress, the faces of Barachiel, Walter, and Titus were clouded with gloom and their expressions were somber.
The imperial soldiers bowed in worship, overwhelmed by the power of the Embers of the Burned Emperor. Many allied soldiers even dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground, and chanted incantations.
—Because the way the Red Dragon tore through the night and brought back the light was just like the incarnation of Amanata that they had imagined.
The Archmage Zalan looked up at the magnificent sight, his eyes filled with despair. "Gods, what kind of being are we fighting against?"