The Beginning of the God War

The enraged Dumasong raised his hand, and the "Silent Guardian" made only a simple gesture, and the entire Blackstone Mountain obeyed His command, trembling violently.

The ground rumbled, and the mountains roared like behemoths. Even the imperial army felt genuine terror and helplessness.

The sky was overcast, covered with dark clouds, and a fierce wind howled, as if foreshadowing an impending disaster.

"Keosius above!"

"What is that Dwarf trying to do? How could he become so strong! This is impossible!"

"Quick, look!"

A Half-Dragon officer looked up in terror, his body trembling, his mouth half-open, letting out a hoarse scream.

"Look up at our heads! The mountain is collapsing!"

"Boom--"

With a Earth-Shattering roar, Blackstone Mountain roared and howled, as if it had been cleaved open by a giant axe. Countless rocks and soil tumbled down like a thousand horses galloping down, causing a cloud of dust to rise into the sky.

The mountain collapsed!

The mud and rocks, like a raging flood, instantly engulfed nearly a thousand Imperial soldiers in the city of Avendell Dan.

This is Dumasong's anger! This is the revenge of the "Silent Guardian"!

However, this was not the end. Dumasong raised the "Lava Hammer" high in his hand and swung it back and forth, and the surrounding earth responded to his movements with a dull rumble.

"Boom!"

The earth suddenly cracked open, and scorching magma surged from the ground, as if it would devour everything on Blackstone Mountain.

This was just the beginning of the disaster. In his rage, the guardian deity of the Shield Dwarves wanted tens of thousands of the Empire's troops to be buried with the dead Dwarf!

A raging fury erupted from those Silver Fire Eyes, radiating an incomparably powerful pressure that caused birds and beasts within a hundred miles to scatter and flee.

"Damn it, the spells have failed! The Weave and space are locked!"

The mages of the Empire cried out in alarm. A yellowish-brown hemisphere, several miles in diameter, had appeared in the sky, completely enveloping the main peak of Blackstone Mountain. It turned out that the angry Dumasong had used his divine power to seal off the Weave and space within a radius of several miles, leaving only pure Earth Elemental around.

This is the power of the gods; even an ordinary incarnation can easily crush countless mortals.

Dror pointed his saber at the Dwarf in the distance, disregarding the dwarf's divine status, and roared, "Damn it—hurry, stop him at all costs!"

There are tens of thousands of elite Imperial troops and hundreds of tanks here. If they are all lost in this small Avendell Dan, his future will also be ruined here!

By then, Dror might not even be able to save his own life; he would most likely face a military court.

Moreover, under such a disaster, even he would find it difficult to escape, and would most likely die here along with the Imperial troops.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

A chaotic barrage of gunfire erupted as hundreds of sniper rifles fired from different directions, unleashing terrifyingly powerful anti-magic and anti-material high-explosive rounds aimed at the "stone Dwarf's" vital areas.

Immediately afterwards, more than a hundred tanks opened fire simultaneously, and hundreds of heavy artillery pieces roared in unison. Countless Wyvern swept across the sky, and shells rained down like raindrops, densely bombarding Dumasong's burly body.

The violent explosion nearly ripped the earth apart. The area where Dumasong was located was engulfed in flames and thick smoke, and the ground was blasted into a crater tens of meters in diameter by the Empire's dense artillery fire.

But when the smoke cleared, Dumasong still stood tall in the center, completely unharmed, while his surroundings were piled with hot metal fragments and shell casings.

"How is that possible?"

"By Keosius, he... he's completely unharmed?"

"That was a high-explosive bomb with the greatest destructive power, capable of blowing a heavy tank to smithereens! How could he possibly withstand it with his bare body!"

The officers and soldiers of the empire were filled with disbelief, and they exclaimed in surprise—as members of the military, they knew all too well the terrifying power of these weapons.

These imperial soldiers could never have imagined that someone could emerge unscathed from the baptism of artillery fire!

The Hobgoblin Dror's face was grim, so black it looked like ink was about to drip from it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't stop! Keep increasing the firepower!"

I want to see how much bombing he can withstand!

Under Dror's orders, the Empire's firepower intensified, making the already ravaged land even more devastated.

However, the Dwarf remained unharmed, but seeing the land being wantonly destroyed, Dumasong, the "Shield of the Mountain," was filled with even greater rage, determined to make these damned Evil Dragon Kin pay the price.

The Dwarf's eyes sharpened, and he raised the Lava Hammer in his hand before suddenly swinging it down.

In an instant, countless burning boulders crashed down from the sky, landing precisely on the Empire's positions.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With each resounding crash, more than a dozen Steam Tank were instantly smashed to pieces, hundreds of heavy cannons were reduced to fragments, and snipers lurking in various locations were mercilessly turned into mincemeat.

Even more terrifying is that after these rocks crashed to the ground, they instantly merged into the earth along with their debris, like a clay ox sinking into the sea. The metal fragments and flesh and blood limbs all turned into nutrients for the earth.

Dror's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth. "Damn Dwarf, even if you are a high and mighty god, I will blow you to pieces!"

Misha, her expression grave, instructed Smaug, "At this point, we can only pray for our master's intervention. Smaug, do your best to hold off that Dwarf."

"Huh?"

Smaug let out a terrified howl as he gazed at the Dwarf who was in a rage and whose every move seemed poised to destroy the Imperial army.

After hesitating for a moment, he flapped his wings and forcibly summoned more than a dozen Wyvern under his command. He then charged forward with gritted teeth. However, he did not lead the charge but followed behind the group of cannon fodder of his own kind.

Misha, with her eyes tightly closed and an expression of utmost devotion, recited a prayer, unleashing the ultimate ability of the Dragon Pact Sorcerer— [Cross-Border Breath]—with all her might.

"Supreme Embers of the Burned Emperor, monarch who commands calamities and fire, Great Red Dragon symbolizing glory and victory, your people have encountered an invincible enemy, the Dwarf gods from Outlands."

Seemingly sensing the fluctuations caused by Misha's prayer, Dumasong suddenly raised his head and gazed into the distance with his Silver Fire Eyes.

"Aww!"

Suddenly, several mindless Wyvern bared their fangs and claws, rushing towards the Dwarf at Smaug's command, only to explode in mid-air, turning into a rain of blood.

The remaining Wyvern looked terrified, but under the suppression of Smaug's bloodline, they still howled and continued to swoop down on the Dwarf.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several boulders fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, turning the two- Wyvern into nourishment for the earth, while the surrounding sandstorm intensified.

Dumasong didn't even bother to look at them before slaughtering more than a dozen Wyvern, leaving only Smaug trembling in the distance.

"Dwarf, Dwarf, don't come any closer!" Seeing this, Smaug frantically flapped his wings, trying to escape this deadly place.

Upon seeing this 20-meter-long Atavistic Wyvern, Dumasong seemed to finally become interested and raised the Lava Hammer in his hand.

Instantly, a yellowish-brown light filled the surroundings, and an incredibly powerful pressure descended from the sky. A sandstorm swept across the sky, almost causing Smaug to fall from mid-air, but the Wyvern activated its ancestral bloodline and resisted with all its might.

However, Dumasong gently shook the Lava Hammer in his hand, and the ground suddenly rose up, the sharp rocks about to pierce Smaug.

Just then, Misha finally finished reciting her prayer and suddenly opened her eyes, her golden eyes blazing with endless fire.

"O Most High and Most Exalted Lord, I, Misha, in the name of my humble Contracted Servant, beseech your presence!"

Misha's voice was exceptionally passionate, like a raging fire.

In an instant, the power of the contract erupted fully, the strong bond reconnecting them. It broke through the barriers of time and space, and the Weave, summoning the sect leader— Keosius Klauberwu Norikesius— from thousands of miles away! "Sizzle—"

The earthen-yellow sky was suddenly torn apart, revealing a hideous, scarlet crack, like a scar left on the sky, from which scorching flames were emerging.

"Whoosh—"

Suddenly, a scorching wind howled through the mountains, and an incredibly powerful and domineering dragon's might spread out instantly, no less than the oppressive aura of Dumasong.

Everyone looked up and saw a dragon head with four crown-like horns, exuding an aura of majesty, emerging from the crack. Its pale golden pupils were like flowing lava balls.

Immediately afterwards, Dragon Wing that Sky-Shading emerged from the gap, followed by a massive, hill-like body, and finally a gigantic tail that undulated like a mountain ridge. "Roar—"

The Red Dragon looked down at the Dwarf God Avatar on the ground, his eyes blazing with fury, and let out a fierce roar. He flapped his wings, causing a scorching storm to sweep across the land.

In an instant, Dumasong's Earth Elemental domain was forced to retreat, and half of the sky was once again dyed orange-red and scarlet, transforming into a domain of flames.

"Keosius above"

"That, that's His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Long live the Embers of the Burned Emperor! Long live the Great Red Dragon!"

Upon seeing the emperor's arrival, the imperial soldiers, who had just been surrounded by fear and panic, instantly cheered, their eyes filled with fervor and joy.

In their hearts, the Embers of the Burned Emperor was a symbol of victory, and his appearance meant the end of the war.

As for the terrifying disaster just now? Compared to the excitement of witnessing the Emperor's arrival, it was utterly insignificant—something every citizen of the Empire dreamed of! Taking advantage of the opportunity, Smaug, who had almost been killed, quickly flapped his wings and fled. He was incredibly lucky to have survived, letting out a series of triumphant cries. "Dwarf! His Majesty has arrived! You're doomed!"

Dumasong ignored the rampage of the mortals, raised his head with a solemn expression, and looked at the Red Dragon in the sky with his Silver Fire Eyes, confronting it from afar.

At the same time, basic information about the Dwarf appeared in Keosius's eyes.

[The Silent Guardian - Dumasong (Possessed Incarnation)]

Challenge Rating: 33 Keosius quickly reviewed the information about the Dwarf in his mind: "The Silent Guardian" Dumasong, the Shield Dwarves and god of mines, is a god of medium divine power.

Before deciding to wage war against the High Mountain Kingdom, Keosius had anticipated that the Dwarven Pantheon would react—after all, it was one of the few remaining Dwarf kingdoms on the Prime Material Plane.

However, Keosius did not anticipate that Dumasong would personally descend upon the world and become an enemy of the Embers of the Burned Empire.

However, at this moment, Dumasong, possessing Ed's remains, was also hindered by the Orc Pantheon, and his strength had been greatly weakened, even weaker than Keosius's original body.

Moreover, Keosius also holds the Dwarf gods' Achilles' heel: tens of thousands of Shield Dwarves in the Lava Secret Realm, and the Eye of Gruumsh.

Thinking of this, Keosius roared in feigned anger, "Dumasong —you've overstepped your bounds! The gods of the Outer Plane have no right to interfere in the conflicts of the Material Plane!"

The Silent Guardian did not speak, but continued to gaze at the Red Dragon in the sky, slowly raising the Lava Hammer in his hand.

Although Dumasong did not speak, Keosius could clearly understand his meaning due to the unique authority of the gods, and the deep voice resounded in his mind.

"Red Dragon, you and your retinue have wantonly slaughtered and plundered the Shield Dwarves, and occupied their cities. You have crossed the line for our Dwarven Pantheon!"

Keosius sneered, "You Dwarf are no longer capable of holding Avendell Dan from the orcs. Only the Empire can shoulder this responsibility!"

If you had relinquished control of Avendell Dan earlier, we could have negotiated. But your descendants are stubborn and unyielding, leaving us with no other option.

"That's sophistry!"

The thunderous roar echoed in Keosius's mind, Dumasong's expression grew even angrier, his Silver Fire Eyes blazing with fury once more.

The sky trembled and the earth roared.

The entire Blackstone Mountain shook because of Dumasong's anger, as if it might collapse at any moment toward Keosius.

Faced with such overwhelming force, Keosius remained fearless, simply raising his head and roaring, "You Dwarf are as stubborn as ever—in that case, I'll convince you with force!"

Almost instantly, with the flapping of the Dragon Wing, countless magical lights shone on the Red Dragon's body.

The sky behind the Red Dragon had been completely transformed into a raging inferno, distorting the air and unleashing a scorching storm across the land.

The divine power of the sun and the authority of the Fire Elemental Plane were activated, and the dragon crystal on Keosius's chest emitted a dazzling light, like a miniature sun, and flickered with terrifying Mars.

White smoke was constantly billowing from the Red Dragon's mouth, and tongues of fire were shooting out from between its teeth, clearly indicating that it was gathering its breath.

Dumasong remained calm, grunted, and raised his Lava Hammer again, swinging it continuously.

"Boom--"

In an instant, the entire earth obeyed his command, and countless rocks rose up, attaching themselves to his body and forming a giant Dwarf who was hundreds of meters tall, like a majestic mountain.

The rock Dwarf was awe-inspiring, as heavy as the earth, radiating an unparalleled divine authority, like an ancient Titan from mythology.

At this moment, two enormous creatures occupy the sky and the earth respectively, and a fierce collision is about to occur.