Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Red Dragon--"

"You are a good sacrifice! I will sacrifice your head to the Great Sultan!"

"I will sacrifice your body to the Supreme Flame Allah!"

The fire giant roared in the sky, and its huge body suddenly descended with billowing smoke, and brilliant flames shot out from its eyes.

The nearly thirty-meter-tall red giant, carrying an unstoppable momentum, jumped down with a brass scimitar.

"Shua——"

The space in the fire elemental plane was torn apart by this terrifying power, showing cracks like tongues of fire.

Cassius looked up at the efreet in the sky, and the tribulation dragon's eye beside him shone brightly.

The next moment, a harsh whistling sound sounded.

Cassius flapped his wings at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and his body directly turned into a red afterimage, leaving only a cone-shaped cloud in place.

With a snap, the huge body of the red dragon suddenly disappeared from its place.

"What?"

"how come?"

The fire giant that jumped down suddenly flew into the air, and his face became distorted due to extreme anger and shock.

As the evil fire element lord, Imist has many red dragon believers, and these red dragons often cooperate with the fire djinn kingdom supported by Imist.

As the pasha of the fire djinn, Ismael sometimes fights side by side with these terrifying war machines-red dragons.

Although he admitted that these red dragons were equal to him in strength, in terms of agility, Ismail believed that they were far superior to the red dragons.

But at this moment, something unbelievable happened to him——

"Pfft."

The sound of flesh and skin being cut open.

Ismail felt a hot wind surge behind his back, followed by severe pain.

In just this moment, Cassius flew behind him and sliced ​​open his neck with his sharp claws.

Blood as hot as magma was spilled.

"Suffer death!"

The fire djinn suddenly turned around with his warrior's intuition, and used all his strength to swing the brass scimitar at the red dragon's chest.

"Shua——"

The blade split the space again, drawing a graceful arc like a crescent moon in the air.

Just when the blade was about to cut through the scales, the red dragon flapped its wings again, setting off a hurricane, and retreated nearly a hundred meters like a ghost.

"boom!"

The brass scimitar produced a terrifying half-moon-shaped shock wave that spread rapidly into the distance, making the surrounding space extremely unstable and even causing spider web-like cracks to appear.

But with various blessings, Cassius's terrifying speed has reached terrifying levels.

Not to mention the blade, even this slash could not touch his edge at all.

Cassius rose into the air and once again came to a height of 100 meters away from the opponent. He stared down at the elf that had become extremely huge, grinned and sneered.

"If that's all—"

“Your Great Sultan’s gift is nothing more than this!

"coward!"

"Do you think escaping can change your ending?"

"Red dragon! Come and fight with me in close combat! Don't use your magic tricks! Don't use sweet words either!"

He is insulting his own beliefs!

The fire giant floated in the air, roaring upwards, looking at the red dragon with eyes full of malice and hatred.

Ismael has been the strongest among the tribe since he was a child. At the age of fifty, he fought a bloody path on the battlefield and personally chopped off the head of a wind djinn emir.

By the age of eighty, he was already a famous warrior in his clan.

But even so, Ismail experienced brutal fighting before he stood out from the warriors of each efreet tribe.

In the end, he knelt in front of the Sultan with blood on his face and became the supremely glorious pasha.

Thinking of this, he raised his brass scimitar and pointed the blade at the red dragon - it was a provocation and a demonstration.

He wants to prove his strength to this powerful enemy!

Raging tongues of fire surrounded its huge body, intense fire erupted from its eyes, and billowing smoke followed.

At this moment, Ismail is like the incarnation of the fire elemental plane!

"Come! Red Dragon! Don't run away! Confront me head-on!"

He knew these red dragons well.

Warlike, irritable, arrogant, arrogant and conceited.

Once any creature launches a head-on challenge to the red dragon, they will consider it an insult to themselves, and will use all their means to destroy that "insect that does not know how to live or die."

But the red dragon was not angry, but twisted its head strangely.

"Shouldn't you reflect on why your spellcasting ability is so weak?"

"You still haven't worked hard enough!"

Cassius grinned and said slightly provocatively, while white smoke smelling of sulfur came out of his nostrils.

"but--"

"To deal with a fool like you, there is no need to use any strategy! Just crush him head-on!"

"Come! Let me see the power you are proud of!"

Fire shot into the sky, and smoke and ashes billowed.

Cassius suddenly flapped his wings, setting off a scorching gale, and then swooped down with an unstoppable force - straight towards the efreeti pasha.

Ismail was well prepared, but he rushed forward without fear, and the power of the plane surrounding him continued to surge.

"boom!"

First came the dazzling light.

What followed was a series of massive collisions, fissions and explosions.

Flames and smoke intertwined, steam and ashes danced together, and holes with burning edges appeared one after another in the orange-red sky of the Fire Elemental Plane.

The huge bodies of the red dragon and the giant spirit wrestled with each other, hiding in the clouds of smoke and steam, revealing their hideous claws from time to time.

Every time they collided with each other, they would set off a majestic and hot air wave, making all the creatures around unable to stand, and even being shocked to death on the spot.

The sky was riddled with holes.

The earth was wailing and shaking.

"The Lord of Fire."

"They, they are sent by God to punish His people, they are messengers of destruction!"

"Lord"

"Then, what is that?"

"I, I have lived for eighty-seven years and have never seen such a battle!"

Those slaves who originally had a little curiosity in their eyes were all trembling at this moment, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads to watch the battle.

Because it was too terrible.

They saw with their own eyes that the stream of fire produced by the fight between the red dragon and the giant fell from the sky, and in an instant, dozens of unfortunate fire lizards were burned to ashes.

"We will win, His Majesty Cassius will definitely win!"

Selkan looked up, his expression was extremely firm, even close to faith.

Even the most ordinary imperial soldiers looked up, looking forward to and nervously watching the battle in the sky.

However, there was no worry in their eyes about Cassius's defeat - that was simply impossible.

His Majesty will never fail.

It will always be like this.

Whether the enemy is a noble, a demon, a silver dragon or a fire giant, His Majesty Cassius will always crush the opponent and then lead them to a glorious future.

This is not only the confidence accumulated by long-term victories, but also the result of the brainwashing propaganda of the imperial government over the years.

Many imperial soldiers' faith in His Majesty the Emperor is even comparable to those fanatics of the church, reaching a point of near madness.

"The great red dragon will never be defeated!!"

"Majesty Cassius will win!"

"Everyone, you can cheer! Majesty Cassius will take action personally, and everything will end!"

The soldiers' cheers were drowned in the violent explosions, but they continued, creating waves of sound. (End of this chapter)