Boom!
The collision of two colossal beings: the Legendary Demkn, whose body had transformed into pure black evil flames, clashed with the Ancestral Red Dragon's earth-shattering pale Dragonfire.
Upon impact, the two energy streams burst forth with intense, searing light, shining like the Legendary thunderbolt scepter cast down by gods to destroy the world.
Amidst the shocking roar of the explosion, the space at the center of the entire battlefield was torn apart.
Countless dense black cracks spread like a spiderweb around the space; the space of this Planehad reached its carrying capacity limit, unable to suppress and contain the power of the Legendary Demon and the Ancestral Dragon any longer.
As the combined power of both unleashed their full might in an endless barrage of impacts, the most terrifying thing occurred.
The countless spreading black spatial cracks could no longer vent the power, exceeding the Plane's carrying limit.
Thus, space was completely torn open, and a deep, dark void unfurled a terrifying shadow behind it.
All the light and energy shockwaves in the entire area were completely absorbed by the deep, unfathomable void, leaving everyone speechless.
Not a single demon could survive on the edge of the battlefield; even those demons who had survived under the Great Demon Sakretes'sAbyssal Domain were utterly consumed by this single blow.
Even the city walls of Valyria across the strait, facing such terrifying aftershocks, required the spellcaster legion to exert their full strength and raise a magical barrier to resist.
But the mountain-like city walls beneath their feet continuously swayed with the tremors of the earth, and above the sea, there was evaporating water vapor everywhere.
This water vapor bubbled up, but before it could dissipate, it was instantly evaporated by the incredibly terrifying high temperature.
Warriors, fully demonized, devilized, and dragonized, plunged their weapons into the ground, knelt on one knee, and with all their strength connected by the legion's will, unfurled a protective barrier to resist the world-destroying shockwave.
Even the two exceptionally formidable Titanoboas had to huddle within this protective barrier. The demon True Dragons in the sky no longer dared to soar, descending one after another, covering their heads with their wings, howling lowly, filled with unprecedented panic.
As the intense searing light dissipated, Gilinis could actually see the Ancestral Red Dragon's form; his enormous winged figure stood tall in the searing light, spreading his wings against the wind, vigorous and agile.
Gilinis then let out a roaring cheer, raising his heavy hammer: "Witness the might of my Lord! Witness the King of the True Dragon, the Emperor's majestic power!"
All the warriors raised their weapons, each of them fully dragonized and demonized, like scaled demons and devils, letting out undulating and hoarse roars: "Witness the might of my Lord! Witness the King of the True Dragons, the Emperor's majestic power!"
As this sound spread, continuous waves of sound echoed along the city walls; all the Immaculate Corps warriors, all the slave legion warriors, all the spellcaster legions raised their weapons and staffs high: "Witness the might of my Lord! Witness the King of the True Dragons, the Emperor's majestic power!"
The sound was like a tide, a continuous roar spreading throughout the entire city.
Amidst this continuous surge of sound, Kalon's laughter, wild and filling the heavens and earth, rang out.
Beneath the gradually dissipating space, Legendary Demon Sacreth maintained a standing posture, his pure black evil flames continuously extinguishing around him.
Countless demon souls, impacted by Dragonfire imbued with psionic raging flames, broke free from the Great Demon's shackles, wailing as they circled the Great Demon. Even the Great Demon's soul was impacted by the fully unleashed psionic energy.
Briefly surfacing outside his physical body, the demonic sounds of his soul roared, wanting to burrow back into his body, trapped by the brief mental shock.
The terrifying, searing Dragonfire, penetrating the protection of the deep black evil flames, completely melted the Legendary Demon's pair of wings, which had been folded to protect his body, into iron-like liquid, dripping onto the ground.
The thick, long horns on his head also showed signs of softening and melting, like iron softened by the fire in a furnace, with drops of scalding black liquid appearing on the demon's horns.
Meanwhile, the Godbane Sword in the Great Demon's hand had penetrated Kalon's domain protection, split Kalon's scales, pierced through Kalon's True Dragon Claw, and plunged into the Ancestral Red Dragon's chest.
The lingering power of the Godbane Sword had pierced through the Ancestral Red Dragon's body and scales, which were tougher than refined steel, penetrated his skin and powerful muscles, ripped through his bones, and created a terrifying, transparent hole through his chest, beneath his shoulder blade.
Through this horrifying blood-hole, one could vaguely see the ruptured muscles bulging within the Ancestral Red Dragon's body, and the internal organs protected by sturdy membranes.
And the vigorously beating heart, pounding like a heavy drum, pumped out a massive amount of blood, providing Kalon with terrifying power.
Like a waterfall, scorching dragon blood flowed, gathering beneath the Ancestral Red Dragon's body into a pool of boiling magma.
Kalon's body still bore traces of a shattered barrier; while his defense couldn't be called indestructible, beneath the Legendary level, almost no power could shake his defense.
Yet, the Legendary Demon had so easily pierced through Kalon's layers of defense and close-range domain. If this blow had landed on a physical object in the mortal world, no matter if it was mountain steel or adamantine, it would have been utterly destroyed, reduced to dust by such overwhelming force.
The deep black flames of the Abyss and the Legendary Demon's chaotic power swirled around Kalon's body, continuously clashing with the Ancestral Red Dragon's pale Dragonfire, emitting a series of tiny explosions, then being annihilated by the pale Dragonfire, shooting out energy waves and halos in all directions.
But Kalon's laughter was flamboyant and overbearing, his line of dark golden pupils cold and chilling.
"I've got you!"
The rumbling Dragon Language accompanied Kalon's wild laughter, boundless magical power surged, and the magical rune light bands flowing over the Ancestral Red Dragon's body shifted and intertwined.
An incredibly complex spell model spontaneously formed, drawing upon all remaining magic and elements within the Empire's powerful domain.
The torrent of mana from the Ancestral Dragon's internal magic furnace immediately twisted, roaring into this spell model.
"Shattering Resonance, Greater Magical Disintegration!"
Kalon's True Dragon Claw, pierced by the Godbane Sword, endured the pain at this moment and actively grasped this powerful Legendary companion weapon.
The ultimate might of a True Dragon and immense physical strength, unified by psionic energy, burst forth simultaneously.
Countless strikes and collisions, countless probes and detections, finally, at this moment, allowed Kalon's vast mental power to calculate and outline, seizing the material resonance frequency and energy vibration resonance point of this powerful weapon.
The Greater Disintegration, a high-tier magic once lost from the Ancient Magic Empire, unleashed its formidable power in Kalon's grasp the instant he grasped the Godbane Sword's resonance frequency.
The aura of Disintegration and the Ancestral Dragon's mighty vibration caused the Godbane Sword in Great Demon Sakretes's hand to hum with an unprecedented sword-cry, hundreds of evil eyes on its blade shooting out thousands of evil lights, crisscrossing space, sweeping everywhere.
Each evil light splashed out with unprecedented power, accompanied by the rolling sound waves of the vibrating blade, piercing through the air and crashing against the shore, illuminating the last afterglow.
The vibrating sword-cry, under momentary violent urging, emitted a piercing shriek like a wail, reaching its peak, filling the entire space with the lament of the evil sword.
Amidst this terrifying shriek and wail, a faint cracking sound began to emerge, yet it echoed in the heart like a thunderclap.
Once the first sound of breaking steel rang out, it could no longer be stopped.
With continuous cracking sounds, this powerful weapon, the Godbane Sword, named for bringing disaster upon gods, began to show cracks from the blade grasped by Kalon's Dragon Claw, then, amidst surging flames and disintegrating magic, it broke apart inch by inch.
Clink, clink, clink,
The Legendary Demon Sakretes's most powerful weapon was forcibly destroyed by Kalon at this moment, through magic and the might of the Ancestral Dragon.
At the instant his soul was about to return to his body, Kalon struck him with his Dragon Claw, colliding with him, and both rapidly flew backward, plowing a path of air current.
Pieces of the sword blade, imbued with abyssal death qi, fell shattered onto the ground; even Kalon's infinitely powerful Dragonfire failed to incinerate or melt these fragments.
The Godbane Sword was damaged in mere milliseconds, and the Legendary Great Demon Sakretes's soul returned to his body, letting out a furious roar, an expression of disbelief appearing for the first time on the Great Demon's ferocious face.
The magic of Greater Disintegration was a powerful spell left over from the lost empire, but if cast by an ordinary mage, relying on the spell's inherent power, it might damage mundane objects, including some magical items.
However, against a supreme divine weapon like the Godbane Sword, which was not forged from mundane materials, even a Saint Realm Great Mage exhausting all his magic power could not cause any damage to the Godbane Sword using this spell.
If they were lucky, the spells cast by those mages might cause severe damage to powerful magical items, but in the hands of ordinary mages, this powerful spell also depended on luck.
Because they would only rigidly follow the spell's requirements, and then rely on the effects produced by the spell's inherent power to achieve resonance with the enemy's weapon or even the magic being cast, and then utilize the resonance's weak point to cause destruction to the enemy's weapon and spell.
But in Kalon's hands, the chance of this lost spell being effective was one hundred percent, as long as Kalon was given enough time to find that fatal moment.
Kalon never mechanically believed that spells were fixed models; following a routine was never the optimal choice.
In the process of learning and studying magic and bloodlines, Kalon saw the essence behind the effects of magic.
Only by penetrating the essence of how this spell was created, and grasping the resonant frequency of the target's inherent existence in the world, could this spell unleash its true, all-destroying power.
Magic not only needed to be learned but also needed to be used. In Kalon's hands, this spell, given enough time, could even one hundred percent destroy the inherent existence of a divine artifact in the world.
This was also the power brought about by Kalon overcoming the interference of dragon blood, with immense perseverance and extraordinary talent, gradually integrating this knowledge and unifying it with his own abilities.
"You cowardly mongrel, always using such despicable tricks. Where is your pride as a Red Dragon? A Red Dragon who always prides himself on his powerful body, yet prefers to use such weak magic,"
"But even so, I can tear you apart with my physique!"
Losing his most powerful weapon made the Legendary Demon furious.
Raging abyssal evil flames, like rising smoke, surged around Sakretes. The incredibly condensed abyssal power formed black evil flames and lightning on his body.
The primal power from the shattered sword blade was also stirred by this Legendary Devil, transforming into solid dark chains, each inscribed upon the Great Demon's formidable physique, like ancient totems from the Abyss, emitting an evil aura.
"Now, we are fair, the demon's claws are no less than the True Dragon's claws,"
Kalon said calmly. As he spoke, his two hearts pounded like heavy drums, and a massive amount of Ancestral Dragon blood was pumped out by his two powerful hearts, flowing through his blood vessels, repairing the terrifying wounds on his body.
The horrifying blood-hole in his chest and abdomen was repairing at a visible speed. The ruptured muscle fibers exposed to the air twisted and combined, rapidly adhering and growing.
Pieces of the sword blade embedded within his body were also forcibly squeezed out by Kalon's powerful muscles, bringing out dripping dragon blood that sizzled as it fell to the ground.
Under the flow of massive amounts of dragon blood, Kalon's broken scales also fell off, and new scales rapidly grew and formed, while shattered bones were also quickly repaired.
Before the Great Demon Sakretes could launch an attack, his expression changed again; his perception from the Abyssal Plane was suddenly cut off at this moment. He could only vaguely sense the presence of the Abyssal Plane, but he no longer had the continuous blessings he had before.
And on the battlefield, unseen by the Legendary Demon, the towering mountain with the Abyssal Plane passage had been completely leveled by the Golden Empire's legions.
Under the might of the Dragons Lord, the entire colossal mountain was cut off at its base, revealing the deep, dark passage.
An incredibly massive magic circle was being lit by Archmage Lapers, sealing the passage. Countless demons impacting from another Plane were all driven back by the surrounding Dragons.
Around these Dragons and mages, the Empire's legion warriors formed an unbreakable dome of steel, blocking wave after wave of frenzied demon attacks.
The corpses of demons had piled up like hills. But the Empire's steel dome seemed eternally unshakeable.
The Legendary Demon's face changed as he sensed the shift, and a towering pillar of blood qi shot up into the sky, piercing through the fleeting clouds, rising with an overwhelming aura.
Sakretes, whose wings had regrown from the black evil flames, once again unfurled his somewhat diminished demonic domain and blasted towards the Ancestral Red Dragon.
Countless totems condensed from abyssal death qi entwined around the demon's claws, his entire body exuding the will of the Abyss, steaming with dense death energy . Chaotic will became his will, tearing black cracks in space.
A powerful roar erupted, Kalon's roar, like ten thousand tons of thunder, echoing across mountains and rivers.
The ground had long been shattered by the clash of True Dragon and demon, and so beneath the earth, the rolling magma and sea of fire surged up, like massive fire tornadoes under the Ancestral Dragon's might, moving with the Red Dragon's body.
In this fierce collision, annihilated energy and splattering crimson blood flew.
The earth was completely cracked, and amidst the rolling columns of fire, sand and stones flew, and dust waves surged like tides.
The Great Demon's figure flew backward from the dust waves and sea of fire, plowing through.
Kalon clung to the ground with all four limbs, his steel claws carving several cracks in the surface, his flashing fangs bared. A fist-shaped indentation, pierced through, appeared starkly on his membrane wing and chest.
Deep death energy and will hindered Kalon's body from recovering, and dragon blood, gushing like a spring, erupted.