Ashen Dragon-Chapter 620 - 59 The Endgame

"Red Dragon! You have some nerve!"

"Are you threatening us? Threatening three true Deities?"

A thunderclap exploded as if from a clear sky, and the area around Tyr’s incarnation bristled with terrifying might, the veins in the arm clutching the steel-gray Warhammer threatening to burst.

Facing what appeared to be the enraged incarnation of Divinity, Cassius showed no fear as he moved his massive dragon claw forward, taking one more step and fending off the pressure with the strength of the Imperial Region.

The Red Dragon raised its head, cocking its brow scale slightly and speaking softly to Tyr’s incarnation in the sky, "Your Majesty Tyr, this is not a threat.

It is merely... a friendly reminder."

"Boom!"

The howling wind whipped up clouds, and two powerful auras collided in the sky, forming a series of strong shockwaves like tidal waves.

Ilmat squinted his eyes, drooped his head, still with that sorrowful expression, with no hint of what he might be thinking.

Bahamut slowly flapped his wings within the clouds, looking down from on high at the Red Dragon coiled atop the summit, his ancient draconic face devoid of joy or sorrow, as if lost in contemplation.

After a long while, the Platinum Dragon God spoke slowly, "Cassius... make wise choices."

"Aooo—"

Bahamut raised his head, his distant howl echoing across the heavens.

His Platinum Dragon scales shimmered with a pale aqua light, his long, winding body gradually becoming ethereal until he merged with the sky. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"Farewell, Your Majesty Bahamut!"

"Praise the Platinum Dragon God."

"Praise the Patron of the North Wind."

Gold Dragons, Silver Dragons, and Brass Dragons in the distance respectfully lowered their heads, paying homage in the direction Bahamut departed.

"Gelrazax is dead, the Mortal Realm needs rest, and it is time for this war to end..."

Ilmat slowly rose to his feet, his voice hoarse and with a cry, full of weariness.

"The sky collapses, the earth breaks, mortals weep, endless suffering descends upon mankind...

Transfer all the scars, the pain to me..."

And so he sang this mournful song, hobbling across the pocked earth. Finally, accompanied by a soft warm breeze, the battered form vanished.

"Praise the God of Tears..."

"The Lord upon the rack..."

The low praises of Metal Dragons and Heavenly Creatures resounded among the ruins of the mountains.

Even for the most loyal Imperial Kin, it was hard to speak ill of the God of Tears who bore the suffering of mortals; they only quietly watched as He departed.

Above in the sky, amid the turbulent clouds, Tyr’s incarnation, holding the steel-gray Warhammer and clad in Light Armor, also shimmered, his form becoming increasingly translucent.

Tyr’s incarnation looked towards Cassius, a white light emerging from His hollow eyes, and He scoffed.

"I hope you are truly as powerful as you boast and not a slave to strength."

"Boom!"

A mighty roaring sound shook heaven and earth as the brilliance of the stars spread across the sky, countless bolts of lightning striking down, enveloped by a blinding white light.

Tyr’s incarnation eventually faded away completely, leaving only the remaining oppressive might.

"Farewell, Your Majesties. No need for send-offs."

Cassius quietly looked up at the still-churning clouds and finally revealed a smile as if a burden had been lifted.

He had succeeded.

Everything had gone according to his plan of many years.

The invasion from The Abyss had been stopped by the Empire, Gelrazax had been personally slain by him, and the complete body of Karex had fallen under his control.

"Roar—"

Cassius stood atop Dragon Blood Mountain, lifting his head, extending his neck, and releasing a long howl, proclaiming to the world the Red Dragon’s supreme rule over the Anzeta Great Wilderness.

"Oh Gods..."

"Cassius above..."

"Long live the Ashen Empire, long live His Majesty Cassius!"

The hundreds of thousands present all lifted their heads together, whether Angel, Metal Dragon, or Red Dragon Bloodline, all gazed towards the distance, countless eyes converging on the mountain peak.

The Red Dragon hovered in the air, its pale gold Dragon’s Eyes lustrous and full of dignity and strength.

Sunlight cast upon the forty-meter-long body, snaking like a mountain range and shrouded in a faint halo, its Scarlet scales shining brilliantly.

The raging wind howled, the clouds surged, and the Dragon Blood Mountain beneath the Dragon, appearing like a ferocious beast, seemed to be worshiping it.

For some reason, people felt a special power from it—Divinity.

And Cassius, with a calm expression, looked down upon the beings below him, slowly flapping his wings.

He basked in the mixture of fervent, devout, and fearful gazes, his eyes narrowing slightly.

After a long absence, the interface appeared before him, showing the messages he had been too preoccupied to check before.

[You have slain an Abyssal Lord, earning the Legendary Achievement "Demon Slayer"]

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After the battle between Cassius and Gelrazax, Ancytica, once a land of snow-capped mountains, had turned into a desolate ruin.

Collapsed peaks, flowing meltwater, and fissures in the broken strata emitted scorching Lava.

Only Dragon Blood Mountain, newly risen, stood defiantly amidst the heaven and earth as if it had always been there for millennia, displaying Cassius’s achievements and strength.

After the depature of the "Justice Saints," despite some conflicts and frictions, the Empire still paid a certain amount of Gold Coins as a reward for the reinforcements who had come from afar.

Heavenly Creatures, having watched their Deity depart and sensing the less than friendly stares from Imperial Kin, began to perform group Extraplanar Teleportation, leaving the Prime Material Plane.