Ashen Dragon-Chapter 342 - 266 The Dragon’s Rage

Chapter 342: Chapter 266 The Dragon’s Rage

During the grandest battle, in the pure clash of dragon breaths, Cassius gradually fell into a disadvantage.

“Boom—”

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The breath of the silver dragon contained a trace of Bahamut’s divine power, which was immensely sacred, absolute order, and the essence of the “Lord of the Northwind.”

This divine power of order inhibited the magical fission of the red dragon’s primordial breath, making the blue-white high-temperature flame weaker, while the extreme cold further calmed the nearby space and time.

The center of the collision gradually moved towards the ground, and the pure white breath got closer and closer to Cassius.

If this momentum continued—

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The red dragon might be enveloped in this Breath of Bahamut, have all his personality erased, and passively accept complete “purification.”

But no fear could be seen on Cassius’ ferocious dragon face; instead, his pale golden pupils were full of excitement.

His entire body trembled with excitement, and fiery light surged through the veins in his dragon body.

“Sizzle…”

The sound of burning and exploding echoed, and a deep red like blood appeared in the dragon crystal on the red dragon’s chest, while a blood-colored glow emerged under his hardened scales.

Immediately, that red color quickly spread to his breath.

It was the ultimate divine power representing chaos and destruction, the Purifying Flame of Karex.

[Breath of Chaos]

Cassius used all his strength to control his mind, refraining from killing for several days, just to free himself from the influence of the “Heart of Karex.”

But when the intense battle arrived, when he fell into a disadvantage in the clash of strength and faced a life-threatening situation, that tempting, immensely powerful strength still emerged involuntarily.

“Boom!”

Another explosion sounded, and the deep red flame of chaos disintegrated the order of the Breath of Bahamut, breaking the original balance.

The pillar of fire directly shattered the white icefall and quickly pushed back.

Osedro’s expression changed drastically.

Bloodshot appeared in Cassius’ pale golden vertical pupils, a fevered smile spread from the corners of his mouth, and a blood-colored glow emerged on his body.

The red dragon flapped his broad wings, stirring up a frenzied hurricane. He sprayed the scorching pillar of fire while his massive dragon body rose into the sky, slowly approaching the ancient silver dragon high above.

Cassius stared up at the bewildered silver dragon, a thought surging in his mind.

Kill him.

Kill him, kill him.

Then I will gain even greater power, and that ultimate pleasure.

The dragon kin tangled in battle also noticed the change in the situation, and the blue dragons raised their heads and roared, cheering excitedly.

“Lord Cassius!”

“He’s about to win!”

“As expected of the ‘Dragon Prince,’ even an ancient silver dragon is no match for him!”

“Osedro should have died long ago!”

“Kill him! Tear that old guy apart!”

Christina’s eyes were full of admiration, and she fought even harder. She fiercely struck down the silver dragon in front of her with a single claw.

“No, no, no…”

In mid-air, Olivia shook her head continuously, her eyes filled with tears as she muttered in despair.

Facing the approaching red dragon that spewed the flame of chaos, she remembered that terrible look full of a desire for destruction and those unbearable memories.

She knew what it meant.

—Cassius was on the verge of being dominated by power, becoming a beast of destruction.

“Roar—”

Cassius continued to flap his wings, steadily approaching. At this moment, he was less than a hundred meters away from the ancient giant dragon.

His burning heart beat violently.

It seemed to be cheering for the impending hunt of a powerful prey.

The burning chaos flame finally engulfed the white icefall entirely, turning the sky into a kingdom of flames.

Hot sparks splashed onto Osedro’s body, leaving spot-like scars on his massive silver dragon’s body, emitting a scorched smell.

The destructive and chaotic divine power disrupted the nearby Magic Web, creating turbulent sorcery flows, rendering all the spells of the Law-Addicted Dragon useless. He even found it difficult to maintain his position in the air.

At this moment, the ancient silver dragon had become a pitiful sight, looking extremely miserable.

His tattered silver wings flapped strenuously, the gaping holes emitting a shrill whistling sound.

“Howl—”

Osedro let out a high-pitched, sharp wail.

The metallic disk on the ancient silver dragon’s chest slowly rotated, floating in mid-air, emitting waves of holy light, like a shield, blocking in front of him, growing to a diameter of a hundred meters.

However, the red dragon let out a frenzied roar, shrouded in chaotic flames, repeatedly smashing into the metallic disk.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The chaotic flames burned on it, continuously eroding the remaining order divine power on the disk.

Finally, with a crisp sound, spider-web-like cracks appeared in the center of the disk, and then it shattered, scattering into countless silver fragments.

The silver-white gem representing divine grace, “Wind of Bahamut,” also fell to the ground with the shattering of the disk.

“I will kill you!”

Cassius roared furiously, breaking through the stubborn obstacle, charging straight toward Osedro, the deep red flame gathering in his throat once again.

As Osedro approached his final moment, he grew calm.

His mercury-like pupils reflected the charging red dragon without a ripple, followed by a deep sigh.

The ancient silver dragon began to reflect on his life—he had lived for a thousand years, witnessed numerous changes, and even became hypocritical and decayed without realizing, ending his life with a grand, magnificent battle didn’t seem too bad.

Osedro thought.

“No—”

“Stop! Cassius! That isn’t you!”

“Don’t be dominated by that power!”

Olivia desperately flapped her wings, shouting hoarsely, trying to rush up and stop him.

However, the violent hurricane generated by the collision of energies blew the ten-meter-long silver dragon around in the air, making her struggle uncontrollably.

Even maintaining the most basic balance in the air became an issue for Olivia, let alone stopping the red dragon’s onslaught.

But her efforts were not in vain.

The red dragon seemed to hear her call.

In the brain of Cassius, almost filled with a desire for destruction, a glimpse of remaining rationality emerged—not all thanks to the silver dragon, but also a result of his months of searching for ways to maintain his will, constructing his own mental fortress.

Olivia’s call evidently triggered this automatic defense mechanism.

“This ancient silver dragon is Bahamut’s chosen, an elder of Melwood.”

“Killing him would mean turning completely against Bahamut, against all the Metal Dragon Clan, cutting off his own retreat, and inevitably throwing himself into Tiamat’s embrace.”

The remaining rationality told him: not to kill Osedro.

But the will of the “Heart of Karex” repeatedly tried to invade his mind, invoking his bloodline’s deep-seated desires for slaughter and destruction.

“Kill him!”

“I will gain supreme power!”

The chaotic flame in the red dragon’s mouth was about to burst forth, turning the ancient silver dragon into ashes.

At the last moment, Cassius’ gaze flickered slightly; he tilted his head slightly, and the deep red pillar of fire passed by the ancient silver dragon’s heart, piercing through his left wing.

“Howl!”

Osedro let out a desolate wail.

His broad left wing was instantly burned to ashes, and the deep red chaotic flame continued to spread along the wing, relentlessly eroding his body.

The massive ancient silver dragon fell powerlessly from the sky.

This truncation of limbs, imbued with chaotic divine power, might take hundreds of years to gradually heal, unless a deity intervened personally; even Ninth Tier-level divine arts could hardly cure it.

But Osedro at least survived, keeping his precious life.

“Elder—”

“Uncle!”

“Hurry, go and save him!”

“Let’s get him out of here!”

The silver dragons of Melwood rushed up anxiously, haphazardly flapping their silver wings, desperately protecting their respected elder.