Ashen Dragon-Chapter 341 - 265 Breath of Bahamut (Part 2)

Chapter 341: Chapter 265 Breath of Bahamut (Part 2)

After undergoing magic fission, the Flame Breath burst forth like a torrential storm, a glaring blue pillar of fire shooting straight into the sky, with the outer flames a terrifying blue and the inner flames a blinding white.

Where the flames reached, the air was searingly distorted, as if even time was twisted in this extremely hot flame.

And the Silver Dragon’s Breath, woven from icy, stormy, and radiant magical powers of various attributes, ultimately formed a pillar brimming with holy order and immense energy.

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The pristine, flawless white Breath descended from the heavens, resembling a divine punishment personally cast by Bahamut.

The two Breaths approached each other rapidly over a distance of a thousand meters, about to collide.

The wasteland was eerily silent for a moment as if stunned by the terrifying magical reaction.

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Subsequently, the two drastically different forces finally collided, resulting in a violent magical explosion, a massive mushroom cloud blossoming in the sky.

Next, dazzling light tore through the smoke, instantly illuminating the entire sky, which became extraordinarily bright, as if a second sun had risen.

The light was so blinding that people couldn’t look directly at it.

“Boom——”

The booming sound echoed through Anzeta, causing everyone nearby to experience ringing ears and even a bout of dizziness.

As the light spread, a massive wave of energy began to radiate outward from the center of the explosion. Like an invisible tidal wave, it swept forth at an astounding speed, destroying everything in its path.

“Whoosh——”

The original camps instantly disintegrated under the energy wave’s impact, turning into ruins. Trees were uprooted, with branches and leaves flying. The soil and stones on the ground were lifted, creating colossal whirlwinds of dust and debris.

If both armies had not already retreated several miles away, they might have been obliterated or even wiped out entirely by this energy.

Over a hundred onlookers, who didn’t mind making trouble, were swallowed by the aftermath.

“Help——”

“Oh gods, is this divine punishment?”

“Get down! Everyone get down! Do not approach!”

But even so, many people were still knocked down or blown away by the tsunami-like wave. Those still standing struggled exceptionally hard, clinging desperately to anything they could find to maintain their balance, like grasping at the last straw of hope.

And Leo Boske, under the heavy protection of his guards, hid behind a small mound, lying on the ground in a rather embarrassing posture, gazing up at the magical catastrophe in the sky.

“Look, they can easily destroy everything you care about.”

That deep voice rang out once more.

The hatred in his eyes grew more intense, and he muttered continuously, “These monsters… These threats to the duchy…”

“Must be eradicated completely! Kill… kill them!”

Even he didn’t realize that a twisted vortex appeared in his pupils.

After the violent explosion caused by the first collision, Osedro’s “Breath of Bahamut” and Cassius’s “Primordial Breath” continued to clash, gradually reaching a stalemate.

The scorching blue and white flames collided fiercely with the ice, radiance, and storm in the air. The flames blurred under the onslaught of ice, while the ice hissed under the fiery onslaught.

Freezing, melting, and evaporation occurred continuously, producing rolling white mist.

The two forces continuously dissolved and resisted each other, creating a spectacular scene on the wasteland.

The surrounding air became chaotic due to the force impact, with air currents spinning rapidly to form whirlwinds. The temperature on the wasteland fluctuated drastically, sometimes frost-covered, sometimes steaming hot.

In the eyes of the observing creatures, the Silver Dragon and the Red Dragon stood their ground, one to the left and one to the right, one in the sky and one on the ground, facing off with their fearsome Breaths, neither willing to back down.

Olivia and Christina were blown away by the aftermath of the collision, crashing simultaneously into a massive iceberg.

A blue and a silver young female dragon tangled together.

“No—Grandfather!”

“Stop! I’m still alive!”

Olivia quickly broke free from the Blue Dragon’s grasp, flapping her wings, trying to take off again.

However, Christina grabbed the Silver Dragon’s hind leg, screaming loudly, “Shameless Silver Dragon!”

“I can’t let you interfere with this sacred duel!”

Repeatedly blocked, Olivia became somewhat angry. She swung her claw, producing a force field orb the size of a head, directly knocking the Blue Dragon to the ground.

“Get out of the way! I’m saving Cassius!”

“That’s Bahamut’s power, do you want him to die?”

Olivia flew into the air, battling the chaotic storm and energy torrents, using an amplifying spell to cry out loudly, “Grandfather! Stop!”

“I’m not dead! I haven’t been eaten! Cassius isn’t an irredeemable villain!”

The Icefall-spitting Osedro finally noticed Olivia’s presence. He was slightly startled, and the uncontrollable rage in his heart gradually dissipated.

But even Osedro couldn’t fully control the power of “Breath of Bahamut.”

This Breath contained a wisp of the Lord of the Northwind’s divine power, once released, it couldn’t be easily stopped until the evil was completely destroyed.

Moreover, the Red Dragon continuously released the dreadful fission breath. Once stopped, Osedro would have to endure the Primordial Breath of the opponent, a cost he couldn’t bear.

“Stop, Grandfather!”

Olivia still cried urgently.

But before their immense power, the ten-meter-long Silver Dragon appeared so small.

The terrible magical reaction continued while the two powerful, highly essential forces kept colliding and confronting each other, continuously altering the wasteland’s entire environment.

The current leader of the Melwood Clan, a robust adult male Silver Dragon – Leonard looked up at the young Silver Dragon in the sky, shouting loudly:

“Olivia! Come back! This isn’t a battle you can partake in!”

Leonard looked up at the heavily injured Osedro, then towards the Red Dragon in the distance, surrounded by flames, fully focusing on the Breath, a glint of determination and resolve crossing his vertical pupils.

“Clan members, that evil dragon cannot move anymore!”

“But, tradition…”

The Silver Dragons in the clan were somewhat hesitant.

Leonard urgently said, “Elder Osedro is the Melwood Guardian! He cannot be wrong!”

“We must help the elder, justice and order will prevail in the end!”

At his call, the Silver Dragons behind him flapped their wings and took to the sky.

For the adaptable Silver Dragons, outnumbering the enemy was often not considered shameful. As the archenemies of the Red Dragons, Silver Dragons often summoned allies to defeat these ferocious, solitary foes.

However, this time, the opponent wasn’t fighting solo either.

“Shameless Silver Dragons!”

“You shall not step closer to His Highness! This is an insult to dragonkin’s great tradition!”

Christina roared angrily, leading twelve Blue Dragon guards to meet them.

The Blue Dragons of the Farria Clan spewed clusters of lightning, engaging the Silver Dragons of the Melwood Clan, and the two long-feuding dragon flocks clashed once again.

“I am the master’s most loyal servant!”

Tiniya roared fiercely, the twenty-meter-long Atavistic White Dragon soared into the sky, plunging into the battling dragon flock, pinning an adult Silver Dragon to the ground.