Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Sinner!" Baraachiel swung his sword, countless lightning burst out, and the melodious hymn sounded again.

The majestic power of heaven shrank rapidly like the receding tide, and the destructive storm in the distance was gradually disappearing.

The collapsed heaven turned into a little light, gradually gathering in the direction of Baraachiel. Finally, a gorgeously decorated silver and golden heavenly temple appeared behind him.

The night sky with twinkling stars spanned thousands of meters, emitting the aura of order, and confronted the majestic pressure of Cassius.

Baraachiel waved the huge wings behind him, gathering the power of Mount Heaven. The dark purple eyes flashed with fragmented light, and the whole body emitted a spiritual light that was almost condensed into a solid body. There were countless light wheels behind him slowly rotating.

Each light wheel behind him contained the power of heaven that was enough to create miracles and exuded the law of order.

This was not discouragement or surrender, but a sign of true attention and thorough seriousness.

Although the original vision of heaven was magnificent, it was more like a magnificent trial against the inferiors, creating a huge momentum that even surpassed its power.

During the battle, the Lord of Silver Heaven gradually realized that the Burning Emperor in front of him was not the sinners who could be easily judged by him in the past, but an opponent worthy of his full efforts.

Looking up at the red dragon with a wild grin, Barachiel knew that if he continued like this, he would probably lose!

As the Lord of Silver Heaven, his pride and self-esteem would not allow him to lose to a creature in the material plane - even if it was an extremely powerful dragon.

"In the past thousand years, since the disaster of the abyss attacking heaven, you are the first enemy worthy of my full efforts, Cassius, you should feel extremely honored for this!"

Barachiel waved his wings and roared like thunder. He raised the bright silver sword in his hand, and the majestic power of heaven surged, turning into a glorious giant sword that spanned the sky and was a thousand meters long.

[Sword of Heaven]

The giant sword carried a terrifying momentum, tearing through space in an instant, and with a furious hurricane, it swung down fiercely in the direction of the red dragon.

"You should feel honored! Your blood will be the key to opening a new era!"

Casius roared, spread his wings fearlessly, and flapped them violently.

His huge body accelerated instantly, turning into a red afterimage dragging light and flames, flexibly dodging the cutting of the sword blade in the sky, swooping down towards Bala Echiel and others, and pounced on them.

Bala Echiel and others knew that if they fought this fifty-meter-long red dragon in close combat, they would definitely not gain much advantage.

His eyes flashed, and he slashed with a bright silver sword. The thousand-meter-long star sword split the clouds in the distance, and then attacked again along the trajectory of the red dragon's dive.

Walter also waved the Sword of the Sun God, and countless light blades flew out of the air and attacked the direction of the red dragon.

The ancient golden dragon Titus waved his scepter with his huge claws, and a brilliant and dazzling rainbow wall appeared in the sky, blocking the opponent's space to dodge.

"Roar——"

The red dragon roared and spit out surging dragon flames. Under the exquisite manipulation of the elemental master, those flames condensed into more than a dozen identical dragon shadows in the air, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

And then, dark green anti-magic rays were released from the claws of those red dragons at the same time, directly piercing the rainbow magic wall easily.

Bala Echiel's eyes flashed, and he instantly saw the true body of Cassius. As the Lord of the Silver Heaven, He was born with the spell-like ability of true vision.

He held the sword with both hands, swung it violently, and chopped at the true body of the red dragon, and the stars in the sword body flew out one after another, shattering those flame incarnations.

"Ah——"

Accompanied by a light whistle, Cassius flapped his wings, turned sideways with an extremely difficult move, and almost broke through the air with his chest against the sword blade.

Walter was horrified, muttering to himself: "How can he be so flexible!"

He had also fought with those powerful dragons, the ancient golden dragon and the ancient red dragon. The larger the dragon, the more clumsy its movements. This is almost an unchanging iron law.

But the red dragon in front of him completely refreshed his cognition. This Burning Cinder Emperor has a body size far exceeding that of the ancient golden dragon, and his movements are more flexible and agile than those slender sub-dragons!

"I will let you see what the embodiment of power is!"

Casius opened his mouth and roared, rushing towards the enemy below him, and the sharp claws tore through the air, making a harsh explosion.

In the process, Casius also blessed himself with dragon power, steel bones, bear power and other spells. Although these spells have little effect on him who is now too large, they can still improve the effect a little.

The overwhelming dragon power mixed with the smell of sulfur rushed towards him. Facing the fierce red dragon, Walter was like facing a great enemy, and quickly raised the long sword and shield in his hands to prepare for the battle.

Titus also let out a long roar, raised the scepter in his claws, and showed the natural spellcasting ability of the ancient golden dragon.

Dazzling sword lights and magic shields flashing with various colors of spiritual light blocked the red dragon, but they were ruthlessly torn apart by the opponent's giant claws, and even bitten through, unable to delay even a little.

Each of Cassius's claws flashed with cold light, with the effects of beheading swords and broken blades, enough to destroy all the spell effects in front of him.

"Evil dragon!"

Bala Echiel shouted, and a halo behind him suddenly unfolded, releasing dazzling light, and a hundred-meter-long glorious wings spread out behind him, wrapping everyone in it.

"Do you think you can stop me like this?!"

Casius's claws fell without hesitation, and countless feathers bloomed and fell in the sky, and a large piece of the wings made of heaven's glory was torn off.

"Shua——"

However, the next moment, the huge hundred-meter-long wings suddenly unfolded, raising a gust of wind with the power of order, and even blew Casius away. Dozens of golden feathers pierced his front, and he flowed hot dragon blood.

These feathers with the power of heaven were like sharp awls, piercing the protective spell on the surface of the red dragon's body, and even piercing his scales.

Casius wiped the blood on his chest, and a hint of surprise appeared in his light golden eyes.

He was actually injured?

Baraachiel raised his silver sword, and the several light wheels behind him spun rapidly, releasing dazzling starlight and emitting a righteous aura covering the entire battlefield.

Angry rebukes echoed in the sky: "Who gave you the courage to be an enemy of heaven! An enemy of justice and order! And"

The light gradually condensed in the air, eventually forming a winged giant hundreds of meters high.

The giant wore a crown of glory, held a star sword spanning a thousand meters, and had layers of light wheels suspended behind him. He was as imposing as the incarnation of a true god.

At this moment, Baraachiel had mobilized the maximum power of heaven that could be used in the material world. At this moment, He was the incarnation of the silver heaven!

And Baraachiel's true body was on the chest of the shining giant, looking at the red dragon with indifference, and said word by word: "Be an enemy of me!"

"Amaunator is above."

"Gods"

The people on the ground looked at the giant in the sky, knelt down again, and prayed constantly.

In their eyes, Barachiel at this moment is no different from a real god. This overwhelming momentum is simply the advent of a true god.

Moreover, the crown of glory on his head also has a special function, emitting brilliant light. Anyone with a weak mind will surrender to Barachiel from the bottom of his heart.

Cassius looked at Barachiel's sacred form, then looked down at the blood in his claws, and smiled excitedly: "Giant form? Do you think you are a giant of light? Ha, it's like no one can't.

But only in this way can this battle become more interesting!"

The red dragon roared, flapped its wings again, let the raging dragon flames wrap around its body, and then swooped down, and the wound on his chest had been completely healed inadvertently.

Barachiel raised the star sword and swung it down again, and several sacred beams of light fell from the sky one after another, attacking the red dragon.

[Holy Light Strike]

Casius flew flexibly in the sky, constantly dodging and maneuvering, and then seized the opportunity to bite the giant's arm.

"Sizzle--"

The flesh and blood composed of the power of heaven was torn apart by the red dragon. The huge mouth full of sharp teeth was like a black hole, greedily swallowing the power of order into its belly, and huge incomplete scars appeared on the giant's arm.

"Damn evil dragon, how dare you blaspheme the Lord of Silver Heaven!"

Barachiel felt the loss of the original power, roared angrily, and attacked more frantically. Huge light blades, shining meteors, dense stars, and terrifying thunder filled the sky. Various lights intertwined, almost blinding the soldiers' eyes.

And the group medical skills that came with it were also recovering His injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, with his extremely fast speed and the ability of the Flame Dimension Gate to shuttle through space, Casius kept dodging in it and looking for opportunities to attack.

The red dragon is like a calm hunter. Once it finds the opponent's flaw, it will dive at a very fast speed, bite or swing, and quickly leave after the attack, never greedy for the knife.

Walter and Titus also tried to siege the red dragon, but the opponent was like a prophet every time. Not only did they not fall into the trap, but they were covered with wounds.

Barachiel could no longer bear it, and threw out a heavy spell chain to block the surrounding space.

Dimension Anchor!

"Sir Barachiel, be careful!" Walter shouted in horror, but it was too late.

Taking advantage of the gap when the opponent cast a spell, Cassius had come to Barachiel's back. He pierced the huge golden wings with a claw, and the tip of the claw was accompanied by the chaos flame that annihilated everything, and actually tore it apart!

There were terrible scars on the hundreds of meters long wings, and the edges of the scars were still burning with dark red flames, which looked particularly terrifying.

"Unforgivable sin——"

Barachiel roared to the sky, in shock and anger. Although his wings were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, if he continued to fight like this, his power in the material world would only become weaker and weaker!

The red dragon's arrogant voice still echoed in the sky: "Accept the reality, Holy Fadlan is dead, and the Burning Empire will become the founder of the new order!"

Walter looked at the giant dragon circling rapidly in the sky, and his heart was anxious. Anger, fear and even despair filled his mind.

He knew that if Barachiel lost, he and the ancient golden dragon would surely die, and North Ethel would be occupied by the Burning Empire, and even the heritage of Holy Fadlan would be greedily swallowed by the other side.

But in the confrontation between two beings standing at the top of the material world, he and Gu Jinlong couldn't even intervene. They could only do some simple spell assistance work, and even needed the distraction of Bala Achel for protection.

This made Walter feel extremely lost and frustrated.

As the former "Wings of Fadland" and the self-proclaimed guardian of the empire, he could only watch helplessly as the fate of the Fadland Empire was in the hands of others, allowing the invaders to do whatever they wanted, but he was powerless.

Looking at the roaring dragon in the sky, Walter's golden eyes revealed a hint of hesitation, and he whispered softly: "Maybe. I can change the outcome of this war, but I have to pay an extremely heavy price - my life."

As a lucky person who has received the gift of Amaunata, every avatar contains the source of the sun's divine power in his body, and that is also the spark that maintains the avatar's life and the source of their eternal life.

But the Goddess can also actively choose to let that divine power explode completely, releasing a spell-like ability that transcends the nine rings - [End Day]

However, every god is precious and is the emperor's treasure. Therefore, in the hundred-year history of Holy Fadland, only a few god's have used this ability.

Walter closed his eyes, and he remembered the grand ceremony that he would never forget decades ago. On that day, the old emperor personally put the sword on his shoulder and granted him the status of a divine noble, and Amaunata He also sent down His mighty power.

Walter knelt on the ground with excitement on his face, his whole body shrouded in sunlight, flags flying in the sky, and his ears filled with the cheers of the people of Fadland.

Thinking of this, Walter opened his eyes and no longer hesitated, his eyes flashed with determination: "The Fadland Empire is everything to me, and it's time to sacrifice my life for the empire."

"roar--"

The earth-shattering dragon roar interrupted Walter's contemplation.

The golden dragon Titus raised his scepter again and released spells at the red dragon in the sky. Then he turned around and said, "Duke Walter, this is a battlefield! What on earth are you doing!"

If Lord Barachiel hadn't fought to the death to protect you regardless of the loss of strength, you would have died! "Titus looked extremely angry and yelled angrily.

Barachiel consumed an entire heavenly light wheel to create a spherical shield surrounding them, giving them a brief rest and making them temporarily invincible.

Walter said: "I'm sorry, Lord Titus, Lord Barachiel, I was distracted just now.

Just act according to the final plan we discussed. Raise the battlefield to an altitude of 10,000 meters and briefly control the opponent. I may be able to kill the red dragon with one blow. "

In an instant, Titus and Parachiel turned their heads in surprise and turned their eyes to Walter - because the price of this final plan was his life.

I saw Walter clenching the long sword engraved with the emblem of the Sun God in his hand, his tone was sonorous and powerful, his voice was particularly firm, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, the people of Fadland will remember me."

For a moment, Titus and Parachiel were silent and did not say anything to dissuade him, because they all understood Walter's determination.

——This god-born nobleman has made the decision to kill the terrifying red dragon at the cost of his own life and achieve the final victory.

This was his final gift to the Holy Fadland Empire.

Of course, Duke Walter did not know that his plan at the cost of his life had fallen into the ears of the enemy and was known to all.

Beside him, the ancient golden dragon Titus showed an imperceptible smile. (End of chapter)