Chapter 716 The Day of Fallen
"On——"
Within a thousand miles, all living beings felt their hearts sinking, and sharp and harsh buzzing sounds came from their ears.
The sound was like crying, like a newborn crying, making people feel numb and chilling.
In the sky, in the sulfur-colored vortex, a dark sun slowly rose, strangely swallowing the light, like a black hole!
The moment he saw the dark sun, almost everyone was stunned, standing there with a dull look on his face, looking up, as if it had a huge attraction, trying to suck the soul away and drain it.
As the black sun rises, blood-colored light spreads in the sky, and half of the surrounding sky is dyed blood-like red, showing magma-like fluctuations.
For a moment, the dark sun competed with Kesius's [Sacred Day] and even vaguely gained the upper hand.
【Sun of Fallen】
The black sun was hanging high and blood was filled with light. That was the ceremony of Zariel dragging August into hell!
"In the name of the Nine Prisons, contract is shackles, and soul is currency - what you ask for will be obtained, and what you fear will be compensated."
Zarel waved his burning wings and soared into the sky, pointing straight to the sky, and countless burning chains rushed out from the underground, connecting the heaven and earth, imprisoning the entire August city in it.
"Boom!"
After a dull roar, the ground trembled, the building collapsed, and magma oozed out from the cracks in the walls of August Cathedral.
The land below August is wrapped in hell wire ropes, and each chain is engraved with twisted runes.
The moment the chain contracted, the entire city fell several feet, sank into the ground, falling to hell, gurgling lava poured out from the cracks on the ground, and countless terrifying visions emerged in the city
The spire of the Supreme Palace broke and smashed towards the fleeing crowd, and the devil's phantom appeared in the splashing dust.
"No——"
"Oh my God, the earth is cracking!"
"Amanata is on top."
"His Majesty Kesius, please help us!"
People wailed in horror and called for help. If they were not careful, they would fall into the cracks on the ground and be thrown into the hot magma. Even their souls would be swallowed by the dark sun in the sky.
The citizens' prayers turned into shrill screams, and their shadows began to twist, as if they were dragged to the ground by invisible chains.
The contract array appeared under their feet, and hell tattoos grew on their skin - a sign that they would become Zarel's soul coins or demon soldiers.
The terrifying song of hell resounded through the sky, and burning devil runes appeared on the surface of the dark sun.
The surrounding material planes are constantly collapsing and disintegrating, and are rapidly falling towards Batto Hell. I am afraid that within half a day, August will completely fall into hell and become the soul land of Aphonus.
Kaisius would never tolerate such a thing happening before him.
August, and even the entire Thrace Kingdom, are an indispensable part of the Ashes Empire!
"Roar—"
The red dragon, which was more than 60 meters long, roared angrily, and the roar shattered the charred rock pillar. The dragon wings waved, causing a hurricane that wrapped around Mars.
Looking at the fierce red dragon, Zarel looked gloomy and his eyes were filled with anger. "The giant dragon who doesn't know how to live or die and meddles with nostalgia - stop him!"
"Ao—"
The Lord of Hell gave the order, the three ancient dragons of Hell howled to the sky, flapping their broad wings, spreading their teeth and claws, soaring into the air, and pounced on the red dragon in the sky. Behind them, there are hundreds of purgatory demon dragons flapping their wings and rushing towards the sky.
"Stop him, this soul land is ours!"
"Praise Aphronas!"
Twelve burly and powerful priest demons appeared in the air - they were the twelve "loyal" legion commanders under Zarier. Each of them was strong and at least had legendary power.
They held various weapons such as steel whips and giant hammers, and sprayed sulfur smoke from their mouths. Behind each Demon of the Deep Demon were thousands of elite devils.
The Devil Legion was like a constantly flowing torrent, blocking Zariel's face, as if to strangle all approaching people into it.
Kaisus looked at the overwhelming devil army in front of him, without fear at all, and even felt a little ridiculous.
"Want to play the sea of people tactics in front of me? Don't you know - the Red Dragon Template is the sea of people the least afraid of?"
Kesius thought, and the powerful dragon power that was almost condensed into substance spreads, sweeping across the sky like a hurricane - it was the [Zulong Majesty] released with all his strength.
"Om——"
In an instant, the devil and purgatory demon dragon around them were as if they were shocked by their hearts, their eyes turned pale, their bodies were stiff, and they fell to the ground densely.
What's more, under the strong pressure, the head exploded and the brain splashed. Even the three-headed ancient dragon, who was as big as a hill and over a thousand years old, was in a trance, as if struck by lightning.
The red dragon swooped down, and a breath of flames burst out from the depths of his throat that was enough to melt the essence of gold. The surging sea of fire instantly destroyed everything in front of him.
"Boom--"
After the sound of the air bursting, thousands of elite devils and a commander of the Demon Refining Legion were burned to ashes on the spot, with no wreckage left.
The red dragon tore open the devil's legion's defense with its individual strength, cut off the mottled torrent in half, creating a huge hole in it.
No one can stop it, no one dares to stop it.
These high-ranking devil officers are not fanatical war enthusiasts like Zarel. They will weigh the pros and cons and judge the situation, and of course they will not stop a dragon that can destroy them instantly.
Zariel was furious and swung the hell steel chain in his hand, making it make a crisp "hurrying" sound, "You bunch of waste, all of you! Stop that red dragon!"
"Roar—"
The three hellfire ancient dragons made dull low roars. Their souls were controlled by the hell steel chain, and they could not resist Zariel's orders, even if they were to die.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of purgatory demon dragons wrapped in chains also roared towards Cathus, like moths flying into fire
At this moment, a clear female voice appeared on the noisy battlefield.
"Kaisseus, don't worry about the evil dragons of hell, we will block them!"
I saw a slender and elegant silver dragon soaring in the sky, spewing out ice breaths and freezing - that was Olivia's true body.
Behind her, the space flickered, the magic net fluctuated, and dozens of silver dragons waving their wings and pouring out from the portal one after another, making roars.
Their bright wings are shining, and their silver scales are shining and luxurious, which is quite conspicuous in this mottled battlefield.
"Ri'an, His Majesty Kesius, we feel that the material plane is invading from hell - the Melward clan, come to support."
A huge female ancient silver dragon held a scepter with a claw and nodded slightly toward Kesius in the distance, with a respectful posture, neither humble nor arrogant. The silver dragon waved its scepter, and a extremely cold silver star fell from the sky, hitting the ancient dragon of the Hellfire, causing it to let out a painful wail.
She is Imelda, one of the "three pillars" of the Melward clan, mainly responsible for resisting the invasion of the Hell Plane and once destroyed the conspiracy of the Duke of Steel Dispat.
"For the material plane!"
"Bahamut is on top, drive these damn devils back to hell!"
The dragon breath and the flames intertwined, and the silver dragons let out loud roars, slapped the dragon's wings, stood up, fighting with the oncoming Hell Legion.
But these silver dragons were not clear about it. The ancient dragons of the Hellfire were also relieved in their hearts and secretly rejoiced - after all, fighting with Melward's silver dragon is much better than stopping the evil star that emits terrifying pressure.
Kais nodded to the ancient silver dragon, then waved the dragon wings, and once again set off a hot storm, turning into a shadow and pounced towards Zarel.
The devil legions led by these deep-sad demons are extremely cunning and quite conscious. They just shoot arrows at him from afar and cast spells. Few dare to stop the red dragon.
But the red dragon sneered, gently waved its giant claws, and several blazing white fire pillars burst out, swept through the air, instantly burning thousands of devils to ashes and turning them into powder.
If he gave Kathus a little more time, he could have slaughtered the devil's army that had descended on the material plane. Unfortunately, time is tight now - his main task is to stop Zariel.
Thinking of this, Kesius called his family through his spiritual bond, then tightened his wings, dived at full speed, and rushed towards Zariel in the distance.
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The space was twisted and the flames surged. The "daughter of Dragon Fire" Misha suddenly appeared behind Kesius, and dozens of dragon witches were accompanied by dozens of dragon robes.
"Destroy them and clear obstacles for your master!"
She spread the dragon wings behind her, raised her slender hand, and the surging dragon flames gushed out from her palms, instantly swallowing hundreds of devil soldiers.
But soon, a Deep Demon roared, and he waved the Hell Sword, cut the space, and slashed at Misha's head with great momentum.
"Swish——"
The Hell's sword swung in the air, but Misha turned her body into a hot flame element. The fire flashed and appeared hundreds of meters away, condensing again into a human form.
"Roar——"
At this moment, a dragon roar resounded throughout the sky, and the terrifying dragon power descended. Even the Demon Refining was so shocked that his eyes were lost and he was stunned.
I saw in the sky in the distance, Alger led hundreds of red-scale conquerors to swoop down, like a red torrent, and their resonant dragon roar was enough to make the ancient dragon tremble.
"For His Majesty Kesius!"
"Charge!"
Seeing such a great opportunity, Misha got away from her fingers and shot a dark green ray, destroying all the magic protections on the surface of the Deep Demon Refining Body, making the armor made of hell iron dim.
"Thorn--"
Using the momentum of charge, Alger swung his sword, the blade light cut through the sky, dark red blood soared into the sky from his neck, and a devil's head with a shocked face fell into the air.
Zarel's 27th Legion commander, a powerful priest who had just been promoted, was awarded the title!
"Use order with an iron fist, the Dragon Lord is above everything else!"
There are loud battle cry echoing on the wasteland, and the dragon-fate paladin wearing heavy armor is moving at steady steps, and the imperial battle flag is flying in the air.
The red dragon phantom condensed by the group's will appeared above them, roaring angrily, ready to tear the existence that angered the source of power into pieces.
With the blessing of group flight techniques, the Dragon Saints left the earth and advanced steadily towards the sky, like an indestructible floating fortress, with the thick armor shining brightly under the light of the flames.
At this moment, in order to assist their common master, the three special troops of the empire gathered together to fight against the Hell Legion.
Architecture roared in the distance, and the empire's airships and heavy artillery continued to shoot at the Hell Legion under Zarier, as well as the Silver Dragon of the Melward clan as reinforcements.
Without the obstacles of the miscellaneous soldiers, Kesius cut through the sky like a meteor and roared: "Zarel, you will pay the price for your arrogant and rude!"
The dragon crystal on the red dragon's chest released a dazzling light, and a miniature sun-like fireball appeared deep in his throat. He vomited with all his strength, and the surging dragon flame turned into a wave and rushed towards Zarel in the distance.
For Kesius, this was just a test, but its power was enough to kill an ancient dragon with heavy scales.
"Boom--"
"The red dragon overestimates itself, I will let you witness the power of Aphronas!"
Zarel just sneered, spread his wings to face the fire waves--the body of the Lord of Hell was immune to the licking of the flames.
She penetrated the red torrent like an arrow, and the burning giant sword broke through the air, carrying the rage of hell to slash towards the dragon's neck, instantly tearing apart more than a dozen protective spells.
The attack carrying the laws of hell tear apart the space and cut the essence of the material plane, and is even enough to directly attack the enemy's soul!
At this moment, as Zariel is dragging August into hell, she is fully supported by Aphonus's will and has unparalleled supreme power, no less than a god!
"Kaisseus, not only Thrace, but your empire will also become the nourishment for Aphronas, so that I can completely end this bloody battle!" Zariel laughed wildly.
"King——"
The red dragon was shocked and suddenly turned sideways. The sword tip brushed across the red and golden scales, cutting off a bloody dragon scale as Mars splattered.
He turned his head and a long-hidden silver-white pillar of fire burst out in the surging dragon flames. The flame exuded a breath of holy and justice, which contained the origin of Palachel's heaven. "What?" Zariel's pupils shrank slightly, and she never expected that the red dragon, who had always been chaotic and evil, could have the power of heaven.
The lord of hell anxiously slammed the Burning Sky wings and suddenly climbed, but was still one step slower.
"Boom--"
Zarel's left wing was penetrated by the breath of the red dragon, and the original power of justice and evil collided with each other, creating a violent explosion.
A huge hole appeared on the Burning Sky wings, and the silver-white flames continued to spread and spread, purifying Zarel's body. "What an unexpected surprise. Red Dragon, your head will be cut off, and your body and soul will become the best nutrients for bloody battles." Zariel stared at the red dragon in the sky, and endless joy appeared in his burning pupils - this fallen angel had long been in a state of madness.
Kathus and Zarel looked at each other from the air, grinning, and a hint of excitement appeared in the light golden pupils of the surging fire, "Then let's see if you have that ability.
Zarel, you are also suitable to be the trophy of the Empire."
And on his shoulder, the wound cut by the giant sword of hell was shocking, and the curse of hell was surrounding it, eroding his flesh and blood all the time.
(This chapter ends)