Ashen Dragon-Chapter 340 - 264 Breath of Bahamut (Part 1)

Chapter 340: Chapter 264 Breath of Bahamut (Part 1)

Just as Cassius prepared to engage in another bout of close combat, a shimmer of magical aura flickered around the Silver Dragon’s massive body. Its colossal frame gradually became translucent and then reappeared at the top of the clouds, miles away.

Cassius looked up at him from afar and taunted, “Old man, are you afraid?”

“Using a Teleportation Spell at such a distance violates the sacred duel traditions of the dragonkin. Are you conceding defeat?”

“To deal with an evil dragon like you, why follow the rules?”

Osedro let out a high-pitched roar. The metal disc on his chest slowly rotated, with a delicate pointer pointing to a sapphire crystal stone.

“Gods…”

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“What is that? Heaven?”

“How could such a magnificent structure appear out of nowhere?”

People looked up at the sky, exclaiming in awe one after another.

Because a more exaggerated scene unfolded: an icy northern wind howled in, gathering around the Silver Dragon. Tiny bits of frost gradually solidified and accumulated, constructing a hundreds-of-meters-tall silver-shining fortress on the clouds, completely enveloping him.

All space, energy, and matter were entirely sealed by this fortress of absolute order.

[Platinum Fortress of Bahamut]

The speed of this Red Dragon far exceeded his expectations, and the power of its Breath could pierce his defenses. Facing such an opponent, a single misstep could lead to a deadly situation, and for a mage like him, close combat was not the ideal way.

Therefore, he had to adopt the most secure and conservative strategy.

Osedro planned to gradually wear down his opponent’s energy in this indestructible fortress, ultimately relying on his spells to achieve victory.

By then, he could seal his opponent and guide this Red Dragon with Ancestral Dragon potential onto the right path, ending the endless war and suffering on this land.

“Damn tortoise shell…”

Glaring at the silver fortress sealing the space, Cassius gritted his teeth, a flicker of flame escaping from the corner of his mouth.

It was indeed the spellcasting ability of a legendary mage, and this Ancient Law-loving Silver Dragon, with over a thousand years of wisdom, was beyond his means to contend with. The metal disc on its chest likely had the attributes of a pseudogod divine artifact.

If he allowed him to cast spells within those layers of protection, he would be at an absolute disadvantage, running for his life.

“Perhaps I need to anger this old man, making him take the offense.”

“Or even… make him desperate enough to fight me to the death.”

Thinking this, Cassius cracked a sinister grin, his tone dripping with mockery:

“Osedro, do you want to know where your beloved granddaughter is?”

“Evil dragon! What did you do?”

“Roar—”

The Ancient Silver Dragon roared, summoning thousands of sharp ice cones that rained down on the Red Dragon below like a storm.

The Red Dragon on the ground didn’t dodge. He spread his wings and merely controlled the flames around him to form a wall, melting all the incoming ice cones.

“Old man, have you ever heard of the ‘Song of Embers’?”

Cassius asked meaningfully.

“What?”

Osedro’s heart sank as a horrific thought struck him.

As a mage, the Silver Dragon had certainly researched his opponent beforehand, but he had dismissed the so-called ‘Song of Embers’ as mere human fantasy. After all, Red Dragons were just man-eaters, not that depraved.

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Cassius licked his lips with a deliberate gesture, his smile becoming even more menacing: “That young Silver Dragon tasted quite nice in all aspects.”

To the Silver Dragon, that smile was absolutely terrifying.

“No, impossible!”

At once, Osedro felt as if struck by lightning, his face showing utter despair.

The charisma of this Red Dragon was so high it could warp reality. Even using spells, he could hardly discern the truth of his words.

Though Red Dragons and Silver Dragons were natural enemies, they were all offspring of Ao, all noble True Dragons. Cannibalizing each other was as unforgivable as cannibalism among humans.

Even the most chaotic evil Red Dragons rarely had cases of dragon-eating. Those notorious for such acts were infamous vile dragons in the Multiverse, some even disowned by Tiamat.

“Roar—”

The Ancient Silver Dragon howled towards the sky, his furious roar echoing across the plains, whipping up a fierce blizzard mixed with his rage.

The Silver Fortress dissipated into the wind.

Osedro spread his wide silver wings, slowly taking to the sky. His enormous silver body glimmered in the sunlight, dazzling the onlookers below.

The Ancient Silver Dragon’s eyes widened, his mercury-like pupils spewing endless anger:

“Cassius, I made a grave mistake…”

“For a hopeless, deeply sinful dragon like you, I should not have held any expectation, nor any desire to reform you!”

“Even the slightest indulgence towards you, out of kinship, would be an insult to all the righteous who died by your hand, and a disrespect to the world’s order!”

“You are unworthy of being called a True Dragon. You are a disgraceful, pitiful monster, an error that must be eradicated!”

Osedro coldly gazed down at the ground, the metal disc on his chest rotating slightly, magical runes lighting up with a gleam of light escaping from the gaps.

Finally, the pointer stopped at the silver-white gem.

This was the relic personally bestowed by Bahamut, a divine artifact he received when leaving the Heavenly Mountain, vowing to use it only against the most wicked and irredeemable enemies—the silver-white “Wind of Bahamut.”

“Cassius, the beings of this land have suffered enough.”

“Therefore, I will end it all, once and for all.”

The Silver Dragon slightly opened his mouth, a milky-white glow appearing deep in his throat.

[Breath of Bahamut]

In a flash, a burst of holy light was unleashed, the northern wind rose, and it seemed as though a sacred hymn echoed among the clouds. The imposing presence made everyone present want to prostrate in worship.

“Is that… the Breath of Bahamut?”

“No good! Grandfather is going for the kill! Cassius can’t withstand it!”

Olivia, watching anxiously from afar, her expression changed drastically. She screamed piercingly as she flew into the sky in her Silver Dragon form, trying to stop the fatal duel.

“No—stop! Grandfather!”

Olivia’s voice was filled with anxiety and urgency, and she was even on the verge of tears.

Meanwhile, Blue Dragon Christina roared, flapping her wings to give chase: “Damn Metal Dragon, don’t you dare interfere with His Highness’s battle!”

However, their impact on the ongoing intense battle was minimal. These two young dragons, each over ten meters long, seemed like hatchlings compared to the two titans.

At this moment, the two giant dragons had eyes only for each other, and any distraction could lead to irreversible outcomes.

“This is Bahamut’s power! Old man, bring it on!”

“This befits the title of ‘Wings of Silver!'”

Cassius gazed up at the sky, laughing excitedly as he too opened his jaws wide.

Flames surged through the veins of the Red Dragon, even showing through his skin, forming root-like patterns on his body.

The continuously flowing energy was channeled into the Dragon Crystal, with brilliant, high-temperature white flames jetting out from the orifices on his neck and tail.

Amidst the terrifying undulations, magical fission reactions erupted violently within the Dragon Crystal, random sparks and arcs appearing inside, clashing against its confines. The Dragon Crystal became intensely radiant, making him look like a miniature sun on the ground.

Fierce heat waves spread out from the Red Dragon, incinerating everything within a hundred-meter radius into ashes—be it humans, stones, or trees.

“Boom!”

A deafening explosion echoed.

[Primordial Breath]

In the next instant, blue-white flames spewed from the Red Dragon’s mouth, the extreme heat instantly vaporizing the surrounding air.

At the same time, a stream of pure white containing divine light cascaded down from the Ancient Silver Dragon’s mouth, emitting intense cold that could freeze space itself.