Ashen Dragon-Chapter 564 - 26 Dragon Claw_3
Chapter 564: Chapter 26 Dragon Claw_3
Chapter 564 -26 Dragon Claw_3
Cassius could easily guess the existence that was disturbing the prophecy—
Gelrazax.
The demon sealed upon the body of Karex, an Abyssal Lord from tens of thousands of years ago, seemed to have an aim related to the fate of the Multiverse.
“Is it finally coming…”
Though Cassius spoke calmly, an uncontrollable and indelible excitement still shone through his pale golden eyes.
It was time to decide the outcome.
He had waited too long for this day, and he believed the demon had as well.
The Red Dragon raised its head, looking into the distance, a piercing light shining from the depths of its pupils.
That gaze spanned nearly a thousand miles, crossing the vast Saviedra Plains, piercing through the majestic Ancytica Mountains, and resting upon the towering peaks.
…
Mount Thierry.
The sky was a deep blue, the cold wind biting.
The source of this c𝓸ntent is frёeweɓηovel.coɱ.
This was the tallest mountain in the Anzeta Great Wilderness, perpetually covered in pure white snow but also exposing vast expanses of black rock.
It was known as the “King of the Snowy Mountains” by the Northerners, and for nearly a thousand years, any ruler of the Northern United Kingdom had likened themselves to Mount Thierry to demonstrate their supreme authority.
—However, the Emperor of the Crimson Dragon was an exception; he never needed external trappings to manifest his authority, for his very existence was the embodiment of divinity.
“Whoosh—”
The cold wind grew more intense, and a piercing screech appeared high in the sky as the azure heavens suddenly darkened.
A giant black claw tore through the sky, creating deep, endless vortices both in the air and on the ground, from which countless grotesque demons surged forth.
They flooded in like waves, their hideous bodies even obscuring the sun, casting darkness over the land.
Their piercing cries expressed hatred for all things, becoming so loud that even they could not bear it.
A low, hoarse voice emerged from the abyssal vortices, echoing between the mountains and making all living beings tremble.
“Cassius—”
“I know you’re watching, but soon you’ll realize that all your struggles are futile, and your proud empire is just a ridiculous toy.
I’ll make you watch with your own eyes as your empire is destroyed, prepare to meet—your inevitable end!”
Frosthorn Demon, Bagulamo Demon, Giant Bull Demon, Soul Eater Demon, Berserker Demon, Soul Judgment Demon, Bat-winged Spider Demon…
Many powerful and varied demons appeared within the Magic Tide, many of which had been seen in previous attacks against the Empire.
But this time, they came in droves, taking the destruction of Anzeta as a matter of course.
Soon, the surging Magic Tide covered the sky and the land, with demons numbering in the tens of millions, more than the entire population of the Ashen Empire.
Finally, a familiar figure emerged from the abyssal vortex.
It was a humanoid creature, with red skin, large, and muscular build, and bat-like wings on its back.
The demon clenched the Flame Longsword in its hand, gazing into the distance for a long time.
“I have finally returned…”
“The North.”
He uttered the name that had been abandoned for many years—the North.
In the current Ashen Empire, no one reminisced about the glory of the North.
It had even become a derogatory term; when drunks quarreled in taverns, they would call each other “cowards of the North” or “maggots like the Northern Nobility.”
Thinking of this, a fire of intense hatred ignited in the demon’s eyes, and his tone was filled with grinding teeth.
“Disgraceful treasonous scum, rough and barbaric monsters, and the vermin that ruined everything I possessed…
I will destroy everything of yours, armies, cities, even states, so you taste…what I have experienced.”
The demon, or rather, Leo Boske, said as much.
