Cataclysm of the Evil Dragon

Keosius hesitated. "Tiamat, don't tell me you intend to—"

"Keosius, I will slaughter every last one of your subjects! I will cut off the source of your power and turn you back into a lowly, insignificant mortal! I told you—you will pay for your arrogant folly!"

Tiamat laughed maniacally, beating her dragon wings and stirring up a terrifying Divine Power Storm as she flew northward with overwhelming killing intent.

Although Keosius could suppress Tiamat within the Empire Domain, he could not stop this True God from forcibly escaping. He could only pursue her from behind.

Yet his expression had become somewhat strange.

Was Tiamat planning to—slaughter a city?

It had to be said that killing believers and eliminating the source of faith was indeed a viable method.

However, more than half of Keosius's faith came from the Anzeta Great Wasteland. Without spatial travel, even Tiamat would need some time to reach it.

Surrounded by the allied gods' assault, Tiamat was especially pressed for time. The only target she could likely strike was the Thrace Governorate.

But the Embers of the Burned Empire had conquered Thrace only a few years ago. At best, this vast land could be called a "conquered territory," not the Empire's core territory. Southern Thrace remained autonomous, with only troops stationed throughout the region to barely maintain the Empire's nominal rule.

Even if Tiamat slaughtered half the people of Thrace, Keosius's Faith Power likely would not be affected much.

"Keosius! I will make you watch your own nation be destroyed!"

Roar—

The Three-headed Great Dragon threw back its heads and roared. The cry shook the heavens and earth, startling the people of Hengguang City nearby.

This city stood on the border between Thrace and Seleucia. It had long suffered the turmoil of war and had once been