Ashen Dragon-Chapter 386 - 309: Empire

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Chapter 386: Chapter 309: Empire

For a moment, the entire Anzeta Great Wilderness fell silent. Whether it was the people and monsters on the ground or the deities in the sky, all eyes were on the newly crowned giant dragon.

Cassius’ expression did not change.

He felt the sensation of the crown on his head, sensed the gazes from all directions, and issued his unique imperial declaration:

“I, Cassius Claudius Norixius, hereby proclaim—”

“The Ashen Empire is established.”

The tone was not passionate, yet it was full of strength, making everyone present feel the heavy weight of it.

“Good, very good…”

“You are even more cunning than I thought. I originally believed… you would be an obedient child.”

Tiamat stared intently at the Red Dragon on the altar with those vertical pupils, eyes filled with endless anger and greed. She slowly spread her wings, which covered the sky.

Instantly, Cassius felt an overwhelming force descend. A shadow enveloped the land, and the nearly tangible pressure weighed down on his shoulders like a heavy mountain.

But he was no longer the same as before.

Cassius used all his strength to lift his head under the terrible pressure and gaze into Tiamat’s greedy eyes with his light gold vertical pupils.

“You flatter me…”

“Your Majesty Tiamat.”

With clenched teeth, Cassius forced these words from deep within his throat.

At this moment, this atavistic Red Dragon looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

His muscles bulged, veins popped, the spines on his back stood up, steam spewed from the pores on his neck, and his scales rippled with magma-like patterns.

In the next moment, the pressure suddenly dissipated.

Cassius also let out a sigh of relief.

He had no fear of Tiamat.

If Tiamat openly attacked the newly ascendant Red Dragon in such a setting, it would only make the five-colored dragons on the continent feel abandoned, causing her faith to wither— the shrewd Dragon Queen would not do anything so unwise.

Tiamat hoped to use Cassius’ coronation to further expand her influence without paying any actual price, spreading the Dragon Queen’s fame.

But obviously, her plan to gain without loss had failed.

As the pressure vanished, the phantom of Tiamat in the sky retracted all her power and said indifferently, “Cassius, you should know the fate of those rebels who oppose me…”

“I hope you won’t take that path.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the five-headed dragon’s form dissipated into the void.

Cassius merely nodded slightly in the direction where the Dragon Queen had disappeared and said politely, “I will heed Your teachings and take them to heart.”

He then looked in the other direction in the sky and saw the Platinum Dragon with a slightly mocking smile on his face, “What an entertaining show.”

The enmity between these two Dragon Gods had lasted for millennia, growing profoundly deep. They used any means to stop each other, even causing the tragic “War of Dragonfall.”

Bahamut turned to look at Cassius, his expression becoming serious.

“Indeed, the aura of the Abyss…”

“You have the potential to become a Dragon King. Do not stray.”

Leaving those words, which only Cassius could hear, the pale blue light sparkled again, and the phantom of the Platinum Dragon gradually faded—the once turbulent, portentous sky returned to its clear and open state.

The tens of thousands present remained silent, quietly gazing up at the newly crowned Emperor on the altar.

No one dared meddle in the conflicts of the Gods.

“Dragon God…”

Cassius looked up at the azure sky, watching the departure of the Platinum Dragon. His expression was incredibly calm, and the golden crown on his head gleamed brightly.

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In his heart, he felt no affection for these Dragon Gods, whether good or evil dragons. He would not follow any of them.

If he had to believe in something, it could only be himself.

At that moment, a long-lost panel floated before him, several pieces of information refreshing in rapid succession, accompanied by the appearance of a crimson gold trophy.

[You have established your own empire, earning the legendary achievement[Emperor]]

[Emperor]

“The sun never sets over the Empire’s territories.”

—Holy Fadlan Emperor, Aragon the First

Your trait[Kingdom Domain]has upgraded to an advanced trait: [Imperial Region]

Charisma +5

Ruling Proficiency +18

[Supreme Imperial Power]: Within your empire, you enjoy unparalleled, deity-like authority. Your will can turn any area into a Dead Magic Domain, incite Sorcery chaos, permanently alter climates, and shape landscapes.

[Emperor’s Dominance]: Within the empire, you possess a unique status. You are immune to all forms of physical, mental, and even spiritual control.

[Imperial Grace]: At a minimal cost, you can bestow your power on your vassals. Those who receive this grace will become dependent on you corporeally, mentally, and even spiritually, thereby strengthening your soul’s intensity.

“Roar—”

Cassius let out a satisfied roar, feeling an invisible great power acting on his body.

It was already evening, and the sun was slowly setting.

The last rays of the setting sun bathed the surface of the Red Dragon’s scales in a faint golden glow, making the crown on his head shimmer with aurora.

The people in the venue looked up at the top of the altar. For some reason, they instinctively felt that this Red Dragon had become more noble and majestic. Some even knelt tremblingly, shivering all over.

If the previous Red Dragon gave people a sense of looking down on mortals and towering over all beings, the current Red Dragon made them feel one thing—divinity.

This was the power of [Imperial Region].

“This power…”

“Even if Tiamat were to descend, I would not fear.”

Cassius experienced that absolute control, his face involuntarily breaking into a smile, satisfied with his power.

“I originally planned to use Bloodline Gift to give them some ‘surprises’, but now, I may as well test this new ability.”

He looked down at the quiet crowd in the venue, thinking this.

This was part of Cassius’ original plan.

The Red Dragon spread his broad wings and flapped them. Accompanied by a howling wind, he slowly ascended to a hundred meters high.

As time passed, the sun almost set completely, and the night curtain gradually descended, making the sky dark with only an orange-red horizon remaining where the sky met the ground.

Suddenly, exclamations erupted in the venue.

“Look, what is that?”

“How can there be light at this time?”

“Impossible!”

“That… is that? Gods!”

Tens of thousands in the venue simultaneously lifted their heads, seeing half the sky illuminated. The once pitch-black sky was dyed orange-red.

It was bright.

A second sun appeared in the sky.

— It was Cassius.