Chapter 782: Chapter 131: The Descending Canopy_2

Balachiel said coldly, “Cassius, I have heard of you. You once led your empire to repel the invasion of demons and even killed an Abyssal Lord, which is indeed praiseworthy.

I once thought that you could slowly come to the righteous path and become friends with the Heavenly Mountain, yet — you still cannot change the Chaotic Evil nature of the Red Dragon, choosing to stand against order and justice.”

“Chaotic Evil?” Cassius sneered, then roared, “Messenger of the Heavenly Mountain, I am the meritorial hero in resisting the Abyss, the guardian of the Multiverse, what right do you have to define me!”

Duke Walter could no longer contain himself, he raised his longsword, and said with full grief and indignation, “Isn’t your aggression evil enough?”

“Roar–”

The Ancient Gold Dragon Titus also stepped forward, flapping his golden wings, and timely letting out an angry roar, “Offspring tainted by Tiamat’s blood! Put away your evil facade!”

However, Cassius slightly lifted the corners of his mouth and said righteously, “A hundred years ago, the Holy Fadlan Empire occupied North Aisier by force, bringing a hundred years of peace and tranquility to its people.

Now, Fadlan has perished, and the current ruler lacks the ability to protect the peace of North Aisier, while the more powerful Ashen Empire has the responsibility and obligation to protect the peace of North Aisier!

All that I do is to establish a new order, my heart and actions clear as a bright mirror, all that I do belongs to justice!”

Cassius’s words rang out powerfully across the vast battlefield, leaving the Allied Soldiers, Divine Descendant Nobles, and even Heavenly Warriors agape, some even secretly pondering, convinced by his words.

And Duke Walter cursed fiercely in his heart.

How can this Red Dragon be so shameless!

He even masks his evil aggression as so-called “protection,” portraying it rightfully as the responsibility of the Ashen Empire!

However, during this verbal interlude, Cassius was squinting his eyes, closely observing the two enemies in the distance–especially the silver Lord of Heaven, the floating Heaven’s Calamity Dragon Eye kept flickering.

[Walter Graham, the Wing of Fadlan (Challenge Level: 24)]

As the former “Wing of Fadlan,” the honored Divine Wing Duke, Walter is undoubtedly an absolute powerhouse in legends, comparable to the Ancient Dragons.

But for the current Cassius, Walter is nothing more than an addition, and the Ancient Gold Dragon Titus is his own planted insider.

The only one truly worthy of his attention is the “Messenger” Balachiel.

Yet even in front of allies, Balachiel rarely shows himself, enigmatic and inscrutable, even Cassius’s Gold Dragon incarnation could hardly discern much.

But now, Cassius has finally seen the opponent’s true strength.

[Messenger – Balachiel (Challenge Level: 30)]

“Indeed… a worthy opponent.”

Cassius can’t help but lick his lips, his golden vertical pupils surging with an inexplicable light– that is the inherent desire of the Red Dragon to battle formidable foes.

Since defeating Gelrazax, Cassius has not encountered an evenly matched opponent for a long time, as few in the Material Plane can withstand him.

And the present Balachiel is undoubtedly one of them.

“Gentlemen, let’s go!”

Duke Walter lifted his longsword, viciously commanding.

Titus howled to the sky, bellowing loudly, “Yes, let’s go together, let this evil dragon pay the price!”

Seeing this scene, soldiers from both the Ashen Empire and the Allied Forces blew their horns anew, clashing together once again.

Artillery fire and engines roared, the battle cries of both sides especially noisy, incessant, and for a time, the recently somewhat silent battlefield became chaotic once more.

And at the highest part of the battlefield, Cassius stood opposite Balachiel, Walter, and Titus, hundreds of meters apart, though not yet in contact, the collision of their powerful auras already causing the space to emit a mournful whine.

The overwhelmingly powerful Justice Radiance spread across thousands of kilometers, dignified and on par with the terrifying Dragon’s Might of the Red Dragon.

This battle, seemingly a 1 vs 3, is in reality a one-sided contest between the Ashen Empire’s Emperor and the Master of Lucia, with Titus being a traitor, and Walter being of little use.

Indeed, the proud and mighty Lord of Silver Heaven thought so too.

With their minds intensely focused, Cassius and Balachiel saw nothing else but each other, their pale gold vertical pupils and dark purple eyes locked in a tense standoff.

“Worthy of being the Lord of Silver Heaven, truly… unprecedentedly powerful,” Cassius exclaimed.

In Cassius’ eyes, Balachiel’s entire body was enveloped in the light of Order.

Whether it was the longsword bursting with electric light, the robe adorned with stars, or the shiny silver horn at his waist, all were manifestations of the Heaven’s Origin, possessing a status approaching that of Divine Artifacts.

The Heavenly Seven Intense Society granted Balachiel the authority over a realm of Heaven, and despite the oppression from the Material Plane, He should still be capable of wielding some of Heaven’s power.

Heavenly Mountain represents the Order and Justice of the Outer Planes, and challenging its essence is by no means an easy task.

But these powers of the Laws of Order are also delightful delicacies to the Red Dragon.

Thinking this, Cassius’s eyes glittered with greed, finding it hard to wait any longer.

Above the Allied Forces’ position, Balachiel’s silver skin shimmered splendidly, his dark purple eyes twinkling with stardust as he coldly observed the Red Dragon.

It was indeed a powerful Red Dragon that, even among the Divine Favored of Bahamut, stood out as a top contender.

Having such power in the Material Plane without being expelled was almost unbelievable,

thought Balachiel.

This Lord of Silver Heaven, feeling the pressure of the Material Plane, was still somewhat unused to it, unable to fully wield his power of Heaven.

…

Cassius chuckled lightly, taunting first: “Three against one, is this the act of so-called justice?”

Walter stepped forward brandishing his sword, declaring loudly: “Because the just never walk alone!”

Titus also flapped his Dragon Wings, angrily rebuking: “To deal with a villain like you, who needs rules?”

Perhaps noticing Cassius’s disdainful gaze, Balachiel took a few steps forward, speaking solemnly and seriously: “In the name of Heavenly Mountain, if I cannot bring you back to the right path, I will grant you an end.

–To let the world understand the importance of justice and order, to understand the everlasting axioms still persist in this world!”

Finally, a surge of anger rose in those unswayed dark purple eyes, and He took up the silver horn at his waist, put it to his lips, and gave a fierce blow.

“Wuu–”

The prolonged sound arose, causing the angels to play the holy hymns involuntarily, an irresistible force of Order spreading in the high skies, slowly gathering and even temporarily suppressing Cassius’s Dragon’s Might.

Soon, the sky turned dark as if night had fallen, obscuring the sun, yet Cassius’s surroundings remained illuminated by Dragonflame.

For a moment, everyone looked up, gazing at the sky in astonishment.

In the eternal night, it wasn’t the fear of darkness but the pleasure of a summer night, with the entire sky twinkling with starlight and silver moonlight, angels flying about in the air.

In the distance, the connecting Holy Mountain emerged, the majestic silver fortress, bays filled with Holy Water visible.

Walter also opened his mouth in surprise, all these familiar scenes were clearly that of Lucia’s beauty!

To put it more precisely, the Silver Heaven Lucia descended into the Material Plane at the behest of Balachiel!