Chapter 780: Chapter 130 Grand Opening_3

“Finally dead…”

George steps forward, draws the Heavenly Sword with one hand, and then raises it high.

“Remember, His Majesty Cassius is watching us, and as long as we fight bravely, we will obtain supreme glory! For the Empire!”

“For the Empire!”

The surrounding soldiers shout in unison, thrilled beyond measure, and now fearless after jointly killing a true Angel.

In the distance on the city walls, Zalan, who was constructing Protective Magic, witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

“Lord Farney…”

This Archmage, watching those emotionally charged mortals, felt a great sense of absurdity after his initial shock–How dare these mere mortals kill a Judge of Heaven?

At this moment, he was somewhat desperate, as such an army could certainly not be defeated by the hastily assembled Allied Forces.

All he could do was to lead his colleagues from the City of Thousand Laws in providing any possible spell support, yet he was unable to change the fact that the Allied Forces were gradually collapsing.

Zalan looks into the distance, only to see a huge Ogre floating in midair, clad in a somewhat short Mage Robe, those eyes coldly staring at the human Archmage.

Zalan felt a chill running down his spine, his hair standing on end, his thoughts almost freezing into ice, and his heart sinking to the bottom.

“Legendary Mage…”

…

“What a splendid fight.”

Cassius ascends the hillside, overlooking the increasingly clear battlefield, clapping his claws together in sincere appreciation.

The once Ashen Legion, which only dared to act boldly under his wings, was simply incapable of stopping a Legendary existence.

Now, after several modifications, the Ashen Legion cooperates tacitly, and with powerful destructive capabilities, even when placed across the entire Fianso Continent, they are a force not to be underestimated.

The artillery fire roars endlessly, steel behemoths charge across the wasteland, corpses of Heavenly Creatures and Bipedal Wyverns falling from the sky.

At this moment, the Ashen Legion presses forward step by step, pushing the front line to just a few hundred meters from Collins City, forcing the remaining tens of thousands of Allied Forces to retreat behind a narrow position beyond the river.

Seeing the riddled earth, Olivia shakes her head, emitting a sigh full of compassion: “Cassius, such warfare is far too cruel, even when… pursued for justice.”

“For the people of North Aisier, and for this tormented land, please give them a swift end, and put a stop to all of this.”

The silver-haired girl lifts her head to look up, gazing sincerely at the golden eyes of the Red Dragon, her voice earnestly pleading.

Cassius slightly nods, turns around, and softly says: “Olivia, you speak truly well.

The Empire needs a prosperous and stable North Aisier as a base for establishing a righteous order across the entirety of Fianso, not a shattered ruin.

It is indeed time… to end this all!”

Cassius flaps his broad wings, lifting a fierce gale sweeping across the land, and then soars into the sky, suddenly reaching hundreds of meters in altitude.

This enormous Red Dragon lifts its head, emitting a loud roar from its throat, its voice spreading throughout North Aisier, as if tearing the entire world apart.

“Roar–”

For a moment, all noisy sounds–whether the howling of artillery fire, the roaring of engines, or the wails of soldiers–are overwhelmed by this earth-shattering Dragon’s Roar.

In an instant, every creature’s gaze on the battlefield of North Aisier converges on the northern high sky at this moment.