Dragon Breath of the End

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, and countless blinding bolts of lightning crisscrossed in the clouds.

The sky darkened again, and the power of heaven stretched for hundreds of miles. The Silver Heaven, filled with stars, once again enveloped the earth, including the Red Dragon.

In the world of Erezege, music and language are not merely vibrations in the air, but a unique force.

The Bard believed that the multiverse was "spoken," that the words of the gods gave the multiverse its form, and that the original "Creation Holy Words" still resonates throughout the universe.

Music is a manipulation of this echo, attempting to weave it into the desired spells and power, and as the ruler of the Silver Heaven, Barachiel also possesses this part of the "Genesis Holy Word".

"Waaah—"

The Silver Horn sounded, and a slow, melodious hymn began to rise. The sacred melody became increasingly stirring and dramatic, with a high-pitched female voice reminiscent of an operatic aria.

"To achieve justice, even if the heavens and the earth crumble—"

"In the name of justice and righteousness, all living beings will be honored; those who do good will be granted eternal life, while those who do evil will be cast into Hell— "

Accompanied by the grand hymn, Barachiel raised his silver sword high, and a deep sound rang out, causing the surrounding heavenly power to immediately converge towards him.

Ultimately, that power coalesced in the sky, forming a colossal sword that stretched for thousands of meters, piercing the heavens and containing the power of the laws of heaven's order.

[Final Judgment]

Since Mount Paradise is a symbol of order and justice, Barachiel, as the ruler of the Silver Heaven, can also use this authority to judge the existence of the Material Plane.

The more Chaotic Evil the chosen target, the greater the damage will be. If the judged being is Abyssal Devil, their very essence may be erased.

In Barachiel's eyes, this Embers of the Burned Emperor, as Red Dragon who wielded the power of Chaos Fire and engaged in acts of aggression, was absolutely the most typical "Chaotic Evil".

He raised his longsword high, his six enormous wings slowly fluttering behind him, and a majestic voice echoed between heaven and earth, "Keosius, you have cruelly launched an invasion, attempting to enslave humanity, and have crossed the bottom line of the world! In the name of Mount Paradise, in the name of the Silver Heaven, I, Barachiel, Lord of Lucia, will bestow upon you— the Final Judgment!"

Barachiel's expression was solemn as he swung his longsword down.

"Buzz—"

The giant sword of heaven in the sky slowly descended, causing the surrounding space to tremble and crack.

Keosius looked up at the sky without fear, laughing wildly, "Hahahaha! Well done! This is the power the Lord of Paradise should have! However, in this world—no one can judge me, not even the so-called will of Heaven!"

"Roar—" The Red Dragon raised its head and let out a Earth-Shattering roar. It used its forelimbs to support its body, stood upright, spread its Dragon Wing, and released a powerful pressure that stretched for thousands of meters.

At this moment, Keosius no longer restrained his dragon might, and the unique pressure of the Progenitor Dragon was instantly released!

"God."

"Wow, that's a really strong sense of oppression!"

"What kind of monster is this that makes me feel weak all over and have difficulty breathing?"

Instantly, countless soldiers knelt on the ground, trembling all over, fainting on the spot, and some were even scared to death. This is the most primal fear of mankind towards powerful creatures, originating from the era tens of thousands of years ago Dragons Ruling the Earth and regarded humans as slaves.

Although Keosius has long since broken free from the influence of the Abyss and returned to the Lawful alignment, the [Final Judgment] unleashed by Barachiel with all its might still pose a deadly threat to him.

The giant sword of heaven high in the sky is surrounded by glowing, mysterious incantations, which will probably need some time to condense before it can be fully released.

And this was Keosius's golden opportunity.

Looking up at Barachiel in the sky, the Red Dragon let out a cold laugh, "Did you think I would wait for you to unleash your ultimate attack like a villain in a story?"

Before he finished speaking, Keosius opened his enormous maw, and flames flickered from the Base Blood Vessels all over his body, showing a root-like form on his skin.

The pure blood of the Progenitor Dragon carried extremely terrifying energy, flowing from all parts of his body to his dragon crystal, with dark red flames emerging from the pores on his neck and tail.

"Buzz—"

In an instant, dense Chaos Power surged within the dragon crystal, Mars flew wildly at his chest, and the surrounding Weave rippled and surged as if it had been through a storm.

A dark red, chaotic storm spread outwards from the Red Dragon, engulfing everything within a radius of several hundred meters and burning it to ashes.

The remaining vegetation, soldiers, and sand were all swept into the air by the gale, ignited, and eventually turned into ashes in this dark red storm.

"Boom!"

The next moment, accompanied by a deafening explosion, the earth suddenly sank, and the sky was torn apart by a dark red pillar of fire, as if it had been ripped open and was bleeding profusely.

That is the [Breath of Chaos]

Barachiel's expression hardened, and anger reappeared in his dark purple eyes. He suppressed his rage and said in a low voice, "As expected, he is a villain who colluded with the Abyss!"

But—do you think you can escape Final Judgment this way?

Accompanied by sacred music, the silver horn wrapped in chains suddenly grew larger and stood in front of Barachiel.

The dazzling light of heaven emanated from it, and the forces that symbolized the essence of order coalesced, transforming into regular silver polygons that ultimately formed a shimmering fortress.

The fortress was over a hundred meters high, ornately decorated, with even the walls filled with sacred murals and the radiance of stars.

Immortal Fortress

That was a projection of Barachiel's abode, a product condensed from the purest power of the Heavenly Order, enough to easily withstand the impact of the Abyss Lord.

In the invasion of the Abyss thousands of years ago, Barachiel commanded this magnificent fortress, crushing the mad demons and driving these Chaotic Evil beings back into the Abyss.

Now, it has been released by Barachiel to defend against Keosius's [Breath of Chaos].

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar and the bursting of air, the dark red pillar of fire finally struck the Immortal Fortress.

Evil and justice, chaos and order—two completely opposite forces collided, rubbed against each other, and squeezed each other, instantly creating a terrifying explosion that covered half the sky.

Dark red flames and light intertwined, and the chaotic energy they released even swept across the earth, mercilessly destroying Magic Equipment and causing mages to wail incessantly.

Keosius continued to breathe out his head, but at the same time, he also flapped his wings, stirring up a scorching gale, and soared into the air, constantly approaching the radiant fortress high in the sky.

The chaotic tide surging in his chest grew more intense, and the dark red pillar of fire in his mouth grew thicker and thicker. The chaotic flames almost filled the sky, forming a huge vortex of fire.

"Aww—"

The deafening roar sent shivers down people's spines, instilling a fear that reached the very depths of their souls.

Keosius's pale golden pupils gleamed with a fierce light, filled with a desire for slaughter and destruction. A faint blood-red glow appeared on the surface of his scales, clearly indicating that he had passively triggered the special ability of the [Bloodscale Berserker].

At this moment, the Embers of the Burned Emperor was incredibly powerful, almost like Kareks had descended to earth, determined to burn everything in the world and create a new era for dragons.

Seeing such overwhelming power, the people of the Embers of the Burned Empire shouted and cheered with fervor, waving their weapons as if they could already see the victory that was about to come.

After all, that was the Embers of the Burned Emperor, who had never been defeated in the empire's rise over the past decade and had become a symbol of victory.

"Long live His Your Majesty Keosius!"

"Invincible!"

"This is our supreme emperor! This is the emperor of the Embers of the Burned Empire!"

Also in the army formation of the Embers of the Burned Empire, the silver-haired girl looked up at the sky, her slender hands clenched in front of her chest, her face full of worry.

"Keosius, I hope you will not be seduced by that power again."

The sight of the Red Dragon now involuntarily reminded her of the "Dual Dragon Battle" that shocked the world.

At that time, in order to defeat her grandfather Oszedro, Keosius also used this special Breath of Chaos, but lost control halfway through. Olivia almost risked her life to wake him up.

Now, Keosius stands at the pinnacle of the Material Plane, battling the Lord of Paradise, while Olivia is not even qualified to approach the battlefield; if she gets close, she will be swallowed up by the powerful aftershocks.

Thinking of this, Olivia could only close her eyes, clasp her hands together, and pray silently.

She prayed that Keosius could achieve victory without losing his mind, that this land and its people could end their suffering, and that the Embers of the Burned Empire could establish a new order as Keosius had promised. "Boom—"

The collisions in the sky continued, and the Chaos Fire grew increasingly fierce, yet it was still unable to break through the barrier of light.

The most extreme order and the purest chaos ebb and flow, constantly colliding, sparks and particles of light bursting in the sky, even the aftershocks enough to kill a grown dragon.

Above Barachiel's head, the "Sword of Damocles," hanging high in the sky, grew ever larger and more solid, its runes glowing as if it were about to deliver its judgment and execute the Red Dragon.

The halo behind Barachiel shone ever brighter. With its six enormous wings flapping, it looked down at the approaching Red Dragon and roared with a majestic voice, "Keosius, stop your futile struggles and prepare to face judgment!"

The Red Dragon is indeed a slave to power, and someone like you who has sworn yourself into the chaos of the Abyss —should be utterly eliminated!

"Boom--"

But His response was an even fiercer breath and a more raging Chaos Fire.

Keosius flapped his Dragon Wing and continued to climb until he was only a few hundred meters away from the Immortal Fortress: "You think you've become a slave to the Abyss? How utterly ridiculous! I am the master of power!"

"Any arrogant person seduced by the Abyss believes themselves to be the master! Yet they all end up as pathetic puppets, and you are no exception!" Barachiel sneered, continuing to unleash the power of heaven to reinforce his defenses.

The clash between chaos and order grew increasingly astonishing, with dark red flames spreading across the sky, constantly eroding and scouring the Immortal Fortress.

Barachiel stared intently at the Red Dragon, his eyes filled with resolute killing intent. "It's no use! Just as darkness cannot suppress light, chaos can never defeat order!"

"Yeah?"

But at that moment, Keosius flapped his wings and suddenly revealed a mocking smile, "If that's the case, then—what if I also possessed the power of order?"

"What?"

Barachier frowned slightly, momentarily stunned, even thinking that the Red Dragon had been driven mad by the Abyss Will.

How can order and chaos, two forces of completely different natures, coexist in the same entity?

However, a star-like light suddenly appeared on the dragon crystal on Keosius's chest, intertwining and colliding with the Chaos Fire within. His eyes regained their clarity, and the surface of his scales emitted a faint glow.

Immediately afterwards, the Red Dragon opened its mouth, its pupils gleaming, and silvery-white flames surged from deep within its throat.

[Orderly Breath]

The outer layer is Chaos Fire, while the inner layer is a silvery-white flame symbolizing absolute order. The two merge together to form a peculiar breath containing complex laws.

"Boom--"

The Immortal Fortress is similar in nature to the Eighth Circle Spell [Order Shield], capable of resisting all attacks with a chaotic nature, but unable to prevent beings with the same nature from entering.

In an instant, before Barachiel could react, the silvery-white inner flame pierced through the fortress wall, while the dark red outer flame followed closely behind, surging into the fortress as well.

Barachiel's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in shock and anger, "This is impossible! How could you possess such power!"

Barachiel quickly gripped his longsword horizontally, using it to block the attack. His flawless silver face contorted into a grimace. "Justice and evil, order and chaos, are opposing forces. This is an eternal and irrefutable truth in the universe, one that even gods cannot break!"

Keosius laughed wildly, "I said, even Mount Paradise has no right to judge me, you pedantic fool! I am the true creator and maintainer of order!"

Countless radiant magic arrays, light screens, and shields blocked Barachiel's path, but they could not stop the terrifying breath that possessed two distinct natures.

"Boom--"

The dark red Chaos Fire annihilated and disintegrated everything, while the silvery-white Reordering Fire regulated and reconstructed the disintegrated particles into new matter, transforming it into the power of Keosius himself.

At this moment, this breath could no longer be simply called the "Breath of Chaos" or the "Breath of Order," so Keosius named it the "Plunder Breath."

As the name suggests, it disintegrates the old matter and transforms it into new matter within Keosius's body, breaking the old order and establishing a new order controlled by Keosius —this is the true essence of the [Plunder Breath]!