Ashen Dragon-Chapter 343 - 267: Revenge

Chapter 343: Chapter 267: Revenge

In the high sky, surrounded by scorching wind.

Cassius’s pupils kept changing, sometimes clear pale gold, sometimes mottled blood red.

“Roar… Roar…”

The Red Dragon let out a series of agitated low growls. Blood light flickered on the scales of his body, and dark red Chaos Flame coiled around his massive dragon form.

Cassius’s will and the will of destruction continuously fought for control of his body. He struggled painfully in the abyss of strength and wrestled with the desires buried deep in his bloodline.

“Cassius, stop!”

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“Don’t let that power control you! That’s not the real you!”

Olivia shouted anxiously over and over.

The Silver Dragon ignored the resistance, flapping her wings with all her might in the hurricane, trying to approach the struggling Red Dragon—so much so that burn marks appeared on her slender silver body.

“Stop… Stop…”

“Hurry…”

Another blast of scorching wind howled past, blowing her several meters away. Olivia spread her wings, almost spitting out her words through clenched teeth.

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On the ground behind a hill, Leo Boske looked up, staring fixedly at the Red Dragon hovering in the air.

“Look… This is your best chance for revenge. That Red Dragon is going mad. He won’t notice you.”

“You will become the hero of the North. You will become the supreme ruler of Anzeta…”

That deep voice echoed once again in Leo’s mind.

Indeed…

Everything was the fault of that Red Dragon.

It was the Red Dragon that put Boske’s rule on the brink of collapse, destroyed his proud army, killed several of his offspring. It was also the Red Dragon that shook the thousand-year foundation of the Boske Family.

Kill him.

Kill this Red Dragon, and everything would be his.

His Boske Family would rule the North forever, just like the sun and moon hanging eternally in the sky, a thousand years, ten thousand years, never descending.

Duke Leo’s pupils surged with endless hatred and the excitement of soon killing his nemesis.

His lips moved slightly, and his beard trembled along with them.

“Quick, tell me.”

“I beg you, tell me, what… What should I do?”

The voice chuckled lightly in response: “It’s simple. Hatred is your weapon.”

“Alright.”

Leo clenched his teeth, trying his best to recall those anger-inducing and hateful memories, the hatred in his eyes growing thicker.

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He did not notice the increasing cracks on his strong body from which dark yellow Abyssal light was emerging.

Soon, black smoke surged in Leo Boske’s hand. These chaotic mists gradually condensed, finally forming a black short spear.

The Spear of Revenge.

This was the product of pure malice, extreme hatred, and Abyssal energy combined.

“Very good. Imagine your enemy’s heart being pierced, and then throw it.”

The voice sounded joyful.

“Go… Die!”

“Red Dragon!”

Looking up at the Red Dragon high in the sky, Leo Boske’s cracked face displayed a twisted, frenzied smile. He used all his strength to throw the short spear.

“Whoosh—”

Abyssal Turbulence surged upward, rushing straight towards the Red Dragon suspended in the sky.

However, the Silver Dragon in mid-air noticed all of this.

“Is that Abyssal energy?”

“No!”

Olivia’s eyes looked at the black short spear piercing through the air, then at the still struggling Red Dragon, her anxiety reaching its peak.

She kept casting protective spells she knew, but none could stop the spear of revenge that carried chaotic power, not even a bit.

“I…”

“I mustn’t let him be completely infected by that power.”

Olivia bit her silver teeth lightly, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

In an instant, the young Silver Dragon furiously swung her wings, placing herself in the trajectory of the black short spear, using her flesh and blood to protect Cassius.

“Aow—”

Olivia let out a sharp wail.

The black spear mercilessly tore through the silver wings, continuing to fly towards the high sky.

The Silver Dragon fell powerlessly from mid-air, with ghastly wounds on her wings, the edges still corroded by Abyssal dark smoke.

The piercing wail finally awakened Cassius completely. Clarity returned to his pale golden vertical pupils.

“This is—

“Jezarslack?”

As the Red Dragon turned his head, his expression became extremely solemn—he immediately recognized the handiwork of the “Vengeful Demon,” similar to what Keman had done before.

Without hesitation, he spat out a deep green Antimagic Ray.

However, this time the short spear contained little chaotic energy, seemingly only meant to trigger Cassius’s desire for destruction, to plunge him into complete madness—as a result, the Magic Withering easily dissolved the swiftly approaching Spear of Revenge.

“Despicable human!”

“How dare you borrow the power of the Abyss!”

On the ground, the heavily injured Osedro barely got up, letting out a roar mixed with shock and anger.

As a world balance maintainer, the Ancient Silver Dragon had long led the Merlwood Family on the front lines against the Abyss, so he was naturally familiar with this kind of power.

Yet he never expected that this human noble from the remote North would become the Proxy for a demon.

“Elder, it’s too dangerous here. Let’s leave quickly!”

“Your injuries are too severe, you can’t continue fighting!”

Leonard and several Silver Dragons, dragging the gravely injured Osedro, instantly created an Otherworld Gate, preparing to leave here with him.

“Old man, this is your dear Northern ally, a human infected by the Abyss?”

“Is this the order you keep talking about?”

Cassius looked down at the ground, his expression indifferent as he mocked.

“You win, Cassius.”

“Let’s go.”

Osedro gave him one last glance before saying no more. He simply transformed into a wretched human form and entered the portal with the younger Silver Dragons and retainers, leaving the Anzeta Great Wilderness where he had paid such a heavy price.

The Red Dragon then ripped through space, appearing before Leo Boske. His broad wings cast a massive shadow, completely engulfing the standing human noble.

Humans are so tiny in front of such a colossal being.

Leo Boske’s face turned pale as he looked up at the vast dragon form. His eyes were filled with resentment and despair, and his cracked head shook incessantly.

“No, no…”

“It shouldn’t be like this.”

“I was supposed to kill you, becoming the supreme ruler of the North—”

“Boom—”

Before he finished speaking, a burst of exploding air resounded, and flames completely engulfed him, turning the place where he stood into a raging sea of fire.

Cassius sighed: “Foolish human, another one ensnared by the Vengeful Demon.”

“However… it seems things aren’t that simple.”

Suddenly, a blurred figure emerged from the sea of flames, accompanied by a low laugh.

“We meet again, Cassius.”

“Tsk, a grand Abyssal Lord from ten thousand years ago, imprisoned by the Gods in the star realm, now parasitizing a mortal’s body. How pathetic.”

Cassius watched that blurred figure as if facing a great enemy, not forgetting to mock.

“Cassius, we’ll meet again very soon.”

“No matter how you struggle, you can’t escape the fate prescribed by the universe…”

The flame continued to crackle, the demon’s whispers echoing within.

Yet the blurred figure vanished with a burst of electricity, leaving only a ghastly human-shaped imprint on the nearby stone wall.