The Red Dragon Emperor's Plunder

Embers of the Burned Empire, Anzeta Great Wasteland Governorate, Dragon Blood Mountain Forbidden Zone.

This was an absolute forbidden zone within the Empire. No living creature dared enter or even approach this region. All that could be heard was the churn of magma and the howl of hot winds.

Just then, a massive rift appeared in the sky. The ground trembled faintly, and the ashes and flowing flames drifting through the air seemed drawn by an invisible force, leaping and rolling one after another.

On the outskirts of Dragon Blood Mountain, the Half-Dragon soldiers and Wyverns patrolling beyond the clouds of steam all sensed something. As if by prior agreement, they looked toward the mountaintop, their faces filled with fanatical devotion.

Someone muttered, "This pressure... It's His Majesty. Your Majesty Keosius has returned! The Empire has won another victory in the south!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empire!"

"Riiip—"

With a thunderous roar like a raging storm, the Red Dragon Emperor tore through space. His towering dragon body appeared above Dragon Blood Mountain amid flowing flames and thick smoke. His left claw clutched a shattered crystalline dragon horn, while his right held the Time Amber imprisoning the soul of the Great Wyrm Blue Dragon. Beating his wings amid scorching winds that howled in fury, he descended with a crash onto the summit shaped like a giant dragon's head.

The instant he touched the ground, the flames condensed around his body suddenly faded and dispersed, revealing a wound across his chest that nearly split his body in two, exposing ribs and organs. New flesh was visibly growing over it.

It turned out that he had used flames to mend his body in order to intimidate the Faria Clan. What he revealed now was the Red Dragon Emperor's true body.