Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Along with the howls of the undead shadows, the dark sky dissipated sharply, and the black peaks in the distance gradually disappeared. The shadow creatures in the entire Dragon Shadow City - those shadow gnawers, shadow shifters, shadow spirits and even shadows. The dragons seemed to feel the death of their master, and they all let out frightened cries and panicked roars.

Mortyfer, the "mouthpiece of the night" who had been entrenched in the Underdark for seven hundred years, died completely.

Under the complete destruction of the fire of chaos, even the goddess of the night could not collect his soul, and he could only turn into chaotic and disordered matter.

"Roar--"

The excited roar sounded again.

Large balls of saliva and flames flowed out of Cassius's huge bloody mouth. His face was extremely ferocious, his eyes were still filled with bloodshot eyes, and his body was still covered in blood-colored outlines.

"Not enough, still not enough."

"Kill. Destroy and purify!"

The red dragon suddenly waved its broad wings, setting off a violent wind that swept across the city, and its huge dragon body rose into the sky.

He looked down at the tens of thousands of creatures in Longying City, grinning cruelly, and there was a fire of destruction burning in the depths of his pupils, as if it would never go out.

"Look! The Shadow Realm has disappeared."

"Mortyfair is dead!"

Feliton looked at the rapidly retreating black sky, his expression was excited, and he was a little incoherent.

That shadow dragon almost cast a shadow over his whole life, destroying all his happiness. The oppressive feeling of endless darkness still makes him feel suffocated to this day.

Now that his enemy was killed, even though he did not do it himself, the joy was still indescribable and even brought tears to his eyes.

He patted Danyal on the shoulder, as if he wanted to ask him to celebrate this "victory" together.

But the drow's face was still so solemn, and there was even cold sweat on his forehead.

Feliton noticed something unusual about his companion and was suddenly a little confused.

"What's the matter, Danyal? Mortyfer is dead. Isn't that worth celebrating?"

"Don't be too happy too soon, Feridon."

Danyal slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky where the black mist had dissipated.

"I always feel like this is not over yet."

Thinking of the violent red dragon, Feliton felt uneasy in his heart.

"Probably not. The enemy of our enemy is our friend. As long as we show him our identity as a rebel, he shouldn't make things difficult for us."

Suddenly, a fierce hurricane struck, making them unsteady, and Feridon subconsciously put his arms in front of them.

"Feferidon, look up."

Danyal's words were trembling, and he stretched out his trembling arms and pointed to the sky.

Feliton slowly raised his head and looked at where the drow finger was pointing, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Roar--"

——The huge red dragon appeared in the sky again, its broad wings casting huge shadows, its pale golden pupils filled with desire for destruction, and a cruel smile on its ferocious dragon face.

The powerful aura of dragon power descended, overwhelming everything in the city.

The dragon crystal on his chest emits a dazzling light

The red dragon slowly opened its bloody mouth.

Dark red flames poured out from it like a waterfall and descended on the city.

The entire Dragon Shadow City is burning. No matter whether it is a stone building or a body of flesh and blood, as long as it is contaminated by the fire of chaos, it will be difficult to escape the end of destruction.

This is the Purifying Fire of Carix, a pure symbol of destruction and power.

The dark red flames spread through the city at an unimaginable speed, turning half of the city into a sea of ​​​​fire in an instant.

"No--"

"It's burning!"

"It's coming! I don't want to die!"

From the sea of ​​​​fire came the noisy wailing and screaming of countless people, but these sounds were extremely short and disappeared almost as soon as they were made. Whether they were men, women, or children, whether they were humans, drows, or gray dwarves, The moment any creature comes into contact with the dark red flame, it will be decomposed into the most complete chaos.

There is no use in running away, and there is no point in resisting.

Cassius waved his wings over the city, flying slowly as the flames spread, like the messenger of natural disasters and the incarnation of the purifying fire.

Feridon looked at the approaching flames, jumped to the heights of the house, and kept waving his hands to the sky.

"We are the resistance!"

"Lord Red Dragon, stop! We also have a grudge against that shadow dragon!"

He shouted with sweat dripping from his forehead.

The drow stretched out his hand stiffly, patted the human warrior on the shoulder, and said in a pale tone: "Stop, Feridon, this is useless."

Danyal looked desperate, looking at the giant dragon in the sky and murmuring:

"I have heard of a record that was circulated in the history of elves."

"It's a symbol of destruction"

"He is the purifier of the world."

However, before he could finish his words, the blazing fire of chaos had spread here, engulfing all the drow elves and humans.

Cassius spread his wings and flew through the sky. His expression was full of indifference, as if he didn't pay attention to the humans shouting on the ground, or in other words, he didn't bother to pay attention at all.

All the creatures in this Dragon Shadow City, no matter they are good or evil, no matter which force they come from, are just part of the cold numbers that bear the red dragon's desire to destroy.

In the end, amidst the sound of burning flames, Longying City, a city with a history of thousands of years, was reduced to ashes, with not even the broken walls remaining.

"Crack, click, click."

The fire of Chaos still remains on the charred ground, and those thick ashes may be the only trace that proves the existence of this city. Dragon Shadow City's trade prosperity during the drow rule, the dark oppression during the shadow dragon period, and Countless residents gathered strength to resist, but all disappeared as the flames burned.

Cassius finally broke out of his "blood scale rage" state.

His ferocious dragon face still showed the blood from the killing and destruction, and his pale golden pupils were filled with excitement.

The prompts on the panel were constantly refreshed in front of him.

[You killed [Night Mouthpiece-Mortyfer (Challenge Level: 21)] and obtained 33000xp]

[You killed [Shadow Dragon] and got 10000xp]

[You killed [Immortal Shadow] and received 800xp]

[伱killed [Shadow Spirit] and obtained]

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[You killed [Drow] and got 15xp]

[You killed [Human Merchant] and got 5xp]

Just from this massacre, his experience has almost reached the critical point for the next advancement.

Staring at those tempting numbers, a strange thought suddenly came to Cassius's mind.

"If I kill all the creatures in the main material world, how powerful will I get?"

"Compared to a god?"

"Or...beyond the gods?"

Once this idea appeared, it was as uncontrollable as a flooding tide, flowing freely in his mind.