Ashen Dragon-Chapter 645 - 69 The God of the Mortal World (6k long

Chapter 645 -69: The God of the Mortal World (6k long chapter)_2

Chapter 645 -69: The God of the Mortal World (6k long chapter)_2

Thinking of this, Cassius suddenly felt somewhat emotional, and he gently stroked the massive map, his claws sweeping across the vast territories of the Empire, murmuring softly,

“It’s time to truly set foot in Fianso. Only in this era of strife does the Empire have the opportunity to stand out…”

Cassius believed that in the not too distant future, he would lead the Empire to the summit of Fianso and establish world hegemony.

But the Red Dragon had already created the Ashen Empire, completely changing the destiny of Anzeta—and this would also have an earth-shattering impact on the situation of the Fianso Continent.

In the original history, with the help of players, the Northern Countries successfully resisted the invasion from The Abyss, but that was all.

As part of the Magic Wilderness, a remote region overlooked by the continent, the Northern Countries were simply unable to get involved in the turmoil of the South and could only occupy a corner.

A butterfly flaps its wings, causing a storm over the Atlantic.

And what Cassius did was far more than just a butterfly flapping its wings; it was like a giant dragon mobilizing its wings, stirring up earth-shaking tempests across Fianso.

Cassius’s pale golden pupils twinkled with a faint light, and his gaze swept across the entire Fianso Continent, with a hint of greed flowing deep within his vertical pupils.

“But, some things still won’t change, things that are destined to happen—like the wars of the Three Great Kingdoms.

Humans, Elves, Orcs, Dwarves, Naga, Giants…

As the center of the Prime Material Plane, this continent is home to hundreds of intelligent Races, giving rise to diverse cultures and sealing innumerable splendid relics.”

The Red Dragon turned around and walked out of the lava palace with ease, then spread its broad wings, issuing a light and powerful chirr.

“I’ve been in Erezer for over a decade. It’s about time that I witnessed the various styles of the Fianso Continent.”

Cassius looked towards the South, the pale golden light surging in his vertical pupils, with dragon shadows appearing within them, and tongues of scorching Flame swirling around him, gradually coalescing.

“Ao—”

A chorus of roars echoed through the skies, as two Red Dragons appeared before Cassius, both roaring majestically towards the heavens.

Their forms were identical to Cassius, only smaller by several rounds, stretching just over thirty meters long from head to tail tip.

Even their abilities were exactly like Cassius’s, though their strength was only a third of his.

This was the effect of the Seventh Tier Dragon’s Spell—[Dragon Shadow Illusion]: those two dragon shadow clones were exact copies of Cassius, bearing his Will, memories, and all abilities.

“What a marvelous feeling.”

Cassius slowly closed his eyes, carefully savoring the subtle sensation of controlling multiple bodies at once. free𝑤ebnovel.com

This was Cassius’s plan: the original body would stay at Dragon Blood Mountain, drawing strength from the Ancestral Dragon Vein, steadily enhancing his power, while his clones would infiltrate the continent, exploiting the advantage of prophetic foreknowledge to plunder everything.

Under his manipulation, the two Red Dragon clones flapped their wings, stirring up scorching gales as they roared and took to the sky.

They easily tore through space with their claws, creating flaming portals, and flew off in different directions beyond the Empire’s borders.

—Their targets were Victoria Port adjacent to Moon Bay to the Empire’s southwest, and the Blackstone Mountain Range to the southeast.

Gazing at the gradually departing dragon shadows, Cassius’s lips curved up, revealing his sharp fangs, his pale golden pupils brimming with anticipation.

He whispered softly, “Go, carry my Will, go stir the world’s situation.”

…

Ashen Empire, City of Isdalia.

The city’s people were still immersed in the ceremony from several days ago, seemingly not yet out of the fervent celebratory atmosphere, while the chorus of “Cassius’s Hymn” still echoed within the city.

“His Majesty like the sun above, we are the seeds upon the ground, endless radiance bathes the earth, sprouting mightily to eventually grow…”

Whenever Dragonblood Nobility with dragon scales and golden pupils passed by, the people let out enthusiastic cheers, scrambling to congratulate them.

With the soldiers guarding and the crowd surrounding them, the Dragonblood Nobility walked proudly down Emperor Avenue, waving to the people, enjoying the welcome among the crowd.

And on this auspicious day of their ennoblement, the mood of the Dragonblood Nobility was particularly good; they even threw out dozens of Silvernar as a response to the people.

“Long live the Empire!”

“Long Live His Majesty Cassius!”

“Hail to our War Heroes!”

Cannon fire rang out, flowers fell, cheers, and shouts from the Imperial People rose wave after wave like the sea.

That Starfallen named “I’m Going to Eat Mantou” was in high spirits, raising his arms and shouting to the crowd, “Come! Shout out my name loudly!”

“Shout with me, Mantou—”

“Mantou!”

“Mantou!”

The Imperial People didn’t understand the meaning behind this name, but they still enthusiastically joined in the shouting due to the heat of the moment.

Mantou was quite pleased with himself.

He had obtained another video clip that would highlight his lofty image!

The Elf Abir from Serinia was also in the procession, smiling and waving to the Imperial People. As the only Elf amongst them, she stood out somewhat.

Abir whispered in admiration, “Cassius above, what a harmonious scene this is.”

As a convert to the Empire, Abir’s mind was foggy with memories of the past, like a series of intermittent images.

She only knew she was sent as a spy into the Empire, captured personally by the Emperor, and became a prisoner.

Then, under the zealous tutoring of the Reformation Camp, Abir gradually realized the hypocrisy of those “righteous ones,” and personally experienced the changes the Empire brought to the people.