Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Shua——"

The glorious giant angel flapped its wings hundreds of meters long behind it, creating a strong gust of wind. With just a few flaps, it climbed to a height of nearly 10,000 meters.

Seeing this, the red dragon waved its wings and followed closely behind, climbing at a very fast speed, still mocking: "Do you think this will work? The sky of the material world is my territory!"

He turned into a red afterimage, accompanied by raging flames, and rushed straight into the sky, chasing in the direction of Barachiel and others.

In this way, the two sides confronted each other in the sky, neither giving in.

At this moment, they were already tens of thousands of meters away from the ground, and even the clouds were stepped on.

At this height, the steel behemoths on the ground were like ants, and even the cities and mountains looked particularly miniature, and the soldiers on both sides were completely invisible, like countless tiny dust particles.

At the same time, the surrounding air became thinner, and the sunlight in the sky became extremely dazzling.

Under the shining of this strong sunlight, Walter's divine armor was shining.

The complex patterns on the surface of the armor absorb the energy of the sun, forming a layer of translucent spiritual armor on his body, and the Amaunator badge on his chest releases a dazzling golden spiritual light.

As a descendant of the angel god, every inch of Walter Graham's skin can absorb the power of the sun to enrich himself.

In fact, after the collapse of the Holy Fadlan, this duke of the angel descent was also greatly affected. His appearance gradually aged and tiny cracks appeared on his body.

Now, golden light shines through these cracks and gaps, making his body like a fragile statue of God - this angel god has begun to ignite the source of his divine power and release the spark of life!

Walter flapped his wings, raised the long sword of the sun god in his hand, pointed at the red dragon in the distance, and his resounding words echoed in the sky.

"Evil dragon, your days of rampant in the world are over. Here, this sky - is the grave where you will be buried!"

"What a joke!"

Casius sneered, suddenly spread his dragon wings, and roared with anger: "Just you? If you don't bring reinforcements from heaven, you don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of me!

The so-called descendants of Fadlan, the moment your emperor betrayed the sun god, were already a group of pathetic dogs who lost their homes!"

"Shut up - shameless evil dragon, don't use such despicable means again!"

Walter's face was hideous, and he shouted violently, and two beams of light shot out of his eyes uncontrollably. "I tell you - as long as the sun still exists, the holy Fadlan will be immortal!

He flapped his wings frantically and let out a heart-wrenching roar: "Now, do it!"

"What?"

Casius' mouth opened and closed slightly, and his deliberate expression changed suddenly, as if he had not expected their sudden action at all.

"This farce - should have ended long ago! "

Bala Echiel had already put the bright silver horn to his lips. He mobilized the original power from heaven with all his strength, consumed several light wheels, and played an extremely melodious and loud hymn.

In an instant, the order of heaven descended, and countless dazzling beams of light were projected down, as if the entire mountain of heaven was crushing towards the red dragon.

Under this overwhelming power, even the Burning Emperor Cassius was stunned in place, flapping his dragon wings weakly, and briefly lost consciousness.

And this brief moment was enough to do many things.

Bala Echiel turned around and shouted sharply: "It's your turn, Titus!"

"It's time to pay the price, dirty Tiamat bloodline! "

The ancient golden dragon roared, waved his scepter, and roared out the ancient dragon language, releasing some long-accumulated, extremely powerful power.

[Dragon Binding Technique]

Hundreds of flashing chains emerged from the void in all directions, like countless twisting pythons, quickly wrapped around the huge body of the red dragon, tightly entangling his neck, arms, torso and even tail.

"Success! "

Looking at the bound red dragon, Titus shouted with great excitement. To others, he almost cried for joy.

With the cooperation of three legendary masters standing at the top of the material world, they finally temporarily immobilized the terrible red dragon, and the battle was about to end - but at the cost of Walter's life.

"Lord Barachiel, Lord Titus, I sincerely thank you for your help, but please leave here quickly and enjoy the upcoming fireworks."

Walter held the long sword in his hand, flapped his wings, and flew firmly in the direction of the red dragon.

The bound Cassius kept struggling. Under the huge force, the chains rustled, but the red dragon seemed unable to break free from the chains specially customized for the dragon.

Cassius roared and cursed: "Damn bastard, what do you want to do? "

The angel god did not respond. The light from the cracks on his body became more and more dazzling. His body was almost transparent, and the outline of the sun appeared on his chest.

Finally, a trace of fear appeared on the red dragon's face. Like any villain in the story, he angrily shouted anxiously: "Damn idiot! If you detonate the source of divine power, you will die!

Not only your body, but even your soul will be burned to ashes!"

Walter held the sword of the sun god tightly, his expression was extremely firm. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Shameless dragon, I will burn my own life to save Fadlan, and I will take you with me - to extinction!"

"You're crazy-"

Along with the red dragon's roar of fear and anger, the light on Walter instantly became extremely dazzling, as if a supernova exploded, covering up his blurry figure.

The flames on the surface of the body were like raging ocean waves, violently tumbling and surging. Wave after wave of energy spurted out from the inside, and the surrounding space was distorted and shaken.

In the end, Walter turned into a huge burning fireball, emitted countless beams of light, shed thousands of rays of light, and crashed into the red dragon high in the sky!

This powerful angel god detonates the source of solar power in his body, burns his own source of life, and is about to release this ten-ring legendary spell that breaks through the limitations of the material world——

【The final day】

On the ground battlefield, the soldiers who were struggling and fighting felt that the sky suddenly brightened, and countless blazing beams of light fell down. They could hardly open their eyes, and even their skin was about to be burned by the strong light.

Both the soldiers of the Ember Empire and the soldiers of the coalition raised their heads in surprise. Under the strong light, they subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands.

"Amauna Tower."

"This, this is."

Immediately afterwards, their expressions became extremely frightened, and then became pious.

Weapons clattered to the ground, and the coalition soldiers either knelt down to pray, stood there blankly, or covered their eyes and cried.

I saw a second sun appear in the sky!

This is far more than just a miracle. In their eyes, this is simply the birth of the real Sun God Amaunata!

"It's Him! He's back!"

"The Lord has not given up on us yet! The great Lord of Eternal Light has not abandoned the Fadlanders yet!"

"Your Majesty Amaunata is back! He will save us and spread sunshine across the earth!"

The soldiers of the coalition forces waved their weapons, cheered continuously, and fell into a kind of fanatical atmosphere, as if they had seen the best thing in their lives.

Yes, to be able to create such a miracle, their god must have come to earth to save Fadlan!

However, there was no smile on the faces of those divine descendants. Instead, they showed extreme sadness and sorrow.

Karen flapped her wings and looked up at the "sun" in the sky. A crystal teardrop fell from the corner of her eye and slowly slid down her cheek.

As a descendant of the gods, no one understands better than him how heavy the price behind the seemingly brilliant miracle is - the life of a noble descendant of the gods.

He lowered his head, his throat trembled, and said in a choked voice: "Yes, it is the end of the world! Lord Walter."

On the wall of Collins City, Archmage Zalan also raised his head. The Eagle Vision technique allowed him to see a clear picture ten thousand meters away, as well as the new "sun".

Although he thought he had experienced enough shocks, he no longer lost his temper when he saw anything out of the ordinary.

But after seeing the "sun", Zalan's mouth still opened in disappointment, the hand holding the staff trembled violently, and even his voice became intermittent.

"Mystra is on top.

Are you really not dazzled? That. That's a legendary spell! God, I actually witnessed the legendary ten-ring spell with my own eyes!

I must take it.”

At this moment, Zalan's heart finally couldn't bear the successive shocks. He suddenly turned pale, then fell straight to the ground and fainted completely.

And at an altitude of 10,000 meters, in the blazing fireball, Walter felt the severe pain that burned every inch of his body, and felt the power in his body gradually draining away. A scene from the past hundred years appeared in front of his eyes. screen.

He started out as an ordinary human general, loyal to the Emperor Aragon, conquered the north and south of the Fianso continent, made great military exploits, accepted the gift of the Sun God, and then fought endlessly in all planes, defeating the Fadelan Empire. Flying flags all over the world

Throughout his life, Walter Graham fought for the Holy Fadland. His glory, faith, and courage rested on this. This was the only meaning of his life.

In this case, fighting to death for Fadlan, burning his last life in exchange for a bright future, seems to be a good choice.

Thinking of this, Walter's will became more determined. He continued to burn the origin from the Sun God and resolutely crashed into the red dragon.

"Damn idiot!"

"Stop, are you going to kill us all?!"

Looking at the struggling red dragon not far away, Walter suddenly felt a little funny - it turned out that this powerful red dragon emperor would also be afraid of the impending death.

It seems that he is not invincible.

After a brief thought, Walter gradually closed the distance with the terrifying energy of the sun's explosion, preparing to end it all here.

At this moment, she could already see the red dragon's ferocious face, its vertical pupils like lava balls, and its sharp teeth.

But at this moment, Walter suddenly saw a joking smile appear on the face of the red dragon. The previous anger, fear, and panic seemed to have completely dissipated at this moment.

Cassius's mouth opened and closed slightly, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "Walter, you don't really think that you can die with me, do you?"

For a moment, Walter seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and he had some kind of bad premonition in his heart, and the surrounding space seemed to solidify at this moment.

"Click."

The sound of the pocket watch being pressed sounded. Except for the red dragon, everything around him - including the huge, blazing fireball - came to a standstill, and time and space seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

【Time Stands Still】

"You are such a fool to sacrifice your life for the phantom in your heart." Cassius slowly broke free from the chains and walked to Walter.

Or rather, the spell was originally cast by him, and there was no need to break free. Everything he did just now was a deliberate act - in order to lure this angelic descendant into the trap and remove the seal of his divine power.

The original source of the sun's divine power will completely disappear after the angel's death and return to the kingdom of God. Now, the beating sun is on Walter's chest, burning fiercely, and about to release terrifying power.

Cassius stretched out his claws and said with a grim smile: "However, your death is not meaningless. At least it can provide me with a precious solar divine power."

The next moment, time resumed its flow, the flames were still surging, the terrible energy was still pouring out, and [The End of the Day] was about to be fully released.

But Walter looked up in horror, only to see that the huge red dragon had come to him and broke into the "sun" he released.

"Sizzle--"

Accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn, one of Cassius's sharp claws pierced through the chest of the angel god, and forcibly pulled out the source of divine power in his chest.

Golden red blood splashed, Cassius lowered his head, staring at the golden fireball beating in his palm, with an extremely satisfied smile.

"Walter, as you wish, I will give you a grand ending, but people will not remember you as a hero, but only as a sinner!"

"No--"

The angel god shook his head weakly, stretched out his hand with the last bit of strength, and shouted desperately-but it was too late.

At this moment, Walter was extremely regretful. His death would not only fail to protect the Fadlan Empire, but would bring disaster to the entire Feanso.

Walter finally realized that he had never had a chance from the beginning to the end. He just fell into the trap carefully designed by the red dragon!

Everything, the so-called panic, panic and even fear, were deliberately acting for him, just to force out his [End Day]!

No, how could Cassius know his plan?

After excluding all impossible options, Walter turned around in confusion and looked at the golden dragon in the distance.

"Amaunator, it turned out to be him"

The angel took a breath and spurted blood. A huge absurdity and despair rose in his heart, and the glorious past years flashed before his eyes again.

But at this moment, those pictures were full of cracks, as if they were shattered by a heavy hammer.

In the end, Walter's eyes were blurred, and he completely lost his vitality. He slowly fell from the sky. His body was still burning. He wanted to continue to release [End Day], but he had no divine power as a source.

This "Wing of Fadlan" died just like that. He lost the source of his divine power and fell with the burning fireball. His death was more spectacular than that of all other descendants of gods.

On the ground battlefield thousands of meters away, the soldiers of the coalition raised their heads and could only see this scene:

In the sky, the new sun they believed in and placed countless hopes on fell! (End of this chapter)