Ashen Dragon-Chapter 334 - 257 Red and Silver (I)
Chapter 334: Chapter 257 Red and Silver (I)
A series of sonic booms echoed, and thunderous roars resounded high up in the sky.
“Foolish Northerners!”
“Since you so recklessly ignite the flames of war—”
Cassius spread his broad wings and dove from the high heavens. The Dragon Crystal on his chest surged with scorching energy, radiating a dazzling light.
“Then I shall grant you the most complete destruction!”
“Boom!”
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With his words, the air shattered with a sound, and from his blood-red maw erupted a fiery white pillar.
The indestructible ice barrier first showed spiderweb-like cracks, then thick smoke billowed from it, followed by a crisp “crash” as it shattered completely, breaking apart utterly.
“Long live the King of Ashen!”
“Long live the mighty Red Dragon!”
“This is the divine power of our lord!”
“No, our lord has surpassed the gods! He is a greater existence!”
“Your Majesty! We are invincible!”
The soldiers of the Ashen Kingdom erupted in fervor. Whether Tiefling, Great Goblin, or Ogre, they all raised their weapons and shouted in extreme excitement, as though witnessing their deity descend upon the world.
The ogre artillery, in their ecstasy, fired off several more rounds, creating fireworks-like explosions in the air. The massive shells fell onto the deserted wasteland.
Yet, the officer of the ogre artillery corps paid no attention to them because he was just as thrilled. The large ogre waved his military flag and jumped about, causing the ground beneath to strain under his weight.
“Roar—”
The Red Dragon slowly flapped his wings in midair, releasing a prolonged roar that shook Anzeta.
He said nothing more.
He merely gazed down upon everything.
With each roar resonating across the wilderness and with every wave of his wings generating immense winds, the climate behind him changed drastically.
The temperature soared, the air grew restless, and fiery orange clouds spread rapidly across the horizon, tinting half the sky a blazing red.
Mists rose from the river, and the ice chunks in the rapids melted instantly.
[Weather Control]
This was the realm of the Red Dragon.
Wherever he appeared, the surrounding area would turn into a fiery inferno.
Under the oppressive Dragon’s Might, countless fearful eyes glanced upwards at the magnificent dragon.
Though many ravaging dragons had appeared throughout the history of the North, most were White Dragons, and none had ever reached such a colossal size—
In any plane, dragons of this size were extraordinarily rare.
Despite having witnessed it in magical images, facing this terrifying dragon in person still filled them with overwhelming shock and fear.
The Northern Nobility couldn’t even muster the will to oppose him.
This Red Dragon seemed more like the overwhelming force of nature, akin to earthquakes, avalanches, or hurricanes, utterly indomitable by human strength.
“By Tampas, how could such a being exist?”
“How could this happen?”
“He, he has become even more powerful.”
Viscount Luton mumbled in disbelief, a large wet patch forming on his silk pants. Under such pressure, no one noticed these little details.
“No….”
Even Duke Leo stood there as if carved from wood, glancing up slightly, his hand on the sword trembling uncontrollably.
There was no need to draw the [Sword of Lion’s Honor]—
Because it was utterly unnecessary.
In front of such a dragon that reached the limits of the Prime Material World, any beings below the legendary level were mere ants, destined to be crushed by the dragon.
Now, his only hope lay with a certain presence, and a small part upon his contingency plans.
Duke Leo raised his head anxiously.
“Roar—”
Another dragon roar sounded, but this time from the alliance.
“I come bearing the will of the Lord of the Northwind, I am the protector of dragon order….”
“I am the guardian of world balance….”
“The observer of material beings….”
Whispered words imbued with magic power echoed across the vast wilderness.
Above the allied forces’ formation.
Underneath the azure sky, an immense Ancient Silver Dragon slowly flapped its wings, creating gusts that dispersed the rolling clouds, revealing its full form—
It was “Wings of Silver” Osedro.
His massive frame extended thirty meters, his dragon head held high. His deep, bright eyes seemed to pierce through all of existence.
The surrounding air seemed infected by his presence, even the Magic Web rippled solemnly.
An aura no weaker than that of the Red Dragon instantly spread, only it was more orderly, inspiring awe rather than fear.
Dragons, being inherently magical beings, emitted strong magical waves with their Dragon’s Might.
And dragons like Osedro, legendary Law-Addicted Dragons, had Dragon’s Might so intense it felt almost tangible, each movement inspired reverence as if Mistrala’s chosen had descended, difficult not to worship.
Under the gazes of many on the battlefield, the Silver Dragon’s form shimmered under the sunlight, like a silver mountain peak standing atop pure white clouds.
Every move of the Ancient Silver Dragon brimmed with power and grace.
With his flight, the biting cold wind howled, bringing icy snowflakes and a white frost mist, transforming half the sky into a white world, making the Allied Soldiers shiver compulsively.
Indeed, it was still [Weather Control]
This was the innate spell of Silver Dragons, which any Silver Dragon of a certain age could cast, and Osedro was no exception.
In an instant, the entire scene split into a clear red and white dichotomy.
One half was scorching and restless, filled with fiery clouds; the other half was chilling, with icy winds and snow mist.
The confrontation between the Red Dragon and the Silver Dragon had not yet begun, still probing each other, but the environment had already been utterly transformed by their overwhelming presence, unable to return to normal for years.
“The gods—
“Is this the Second Era all over again? Such a scale of battle.”
Viscount Luton couldn’t help but shiver, the freezing wind making him tremble all over, even his wet pants stiffened with cold.
Leo Boske’s face was also shadowed. His expression heavy, he looked skyward.
“Such monsters….”
His lips quivered as he mumbled to himself.
Indeed, before such power, all his towering authority and noble status seemed meaningless, all his plots, efforts, and struggles made him a pathetic joke.
These two dragons could easily destroy his kingdom, shattering the Boske Family’s millennia-old foundation.
What was laughably tragic was that, as the one most affected by the outcome of this war, as the leader tying his family and nation to this war’s outcome—
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Duke Leo’s survival in this “Red Dragon Scourge” didn’t depend on himself but on whether the Silver Dragon, who looked down on him, could prevail.
“If….”
“If there were no Red Dragon, the Northern ruling could last another thousand years!”
“How could such a monster exist in this world?”
Even Duke Leo himself didn’t notice, his expression grew increasingly ferocious, a deep-seated hatred simmering in his eyes.
He recalled the Silver Dragon’s disdainful words and his own humiliated stance.
At this moment, Leo Boske wished for all extraordinary beings threatening his rule to vanish from this world, including that imposing, gleaming Silver Dragon.
