Chapter 791: Chapter 144: Broken Dragon Wings

The burning meteor fell from the high skies, plummeting directly onto the ground, making the already battered earth emit a dolorous wail.

Under the intense elemental collision, scorching gales swept across the land, and thick smoke gradually spread. The clothes of many caught fire on the spot, with ash and sparks filling the air.

Mages of the Arcane Legion lifted their Magic Wands in unison, trying to protect the soldiers of the Allied Forces, but before these top-level magics, their Protective Spells were as frail as paper.

With their exceptional organizational ability, the army of the Ashen Empire assembled, creating a hemispherical dome under the joint efforts of the Arcane Legion and the Imperial Department of Technology, enveloping the Ashen Legion within.

“Save me!”

“By Amanata above!”

“Oh God, please bestow your blessings and save me!”

Soldiers on the ground battlefield scrambled in all directions, dodging spell attacks, and cries of despair rose continuously into the skies.

At an altitude of ten thousand meters, the Ancient Golden Dragon Titus, facing the Red Dragon from afar, seemed to hear something and turned his head: “Lord Balachiel, this piece of land has been devastated, if this continues…

This place will probably become a forbidden area filled with spatial rifts and magic vortexes.” Titus looked down at the scarred earth with great concern and said.

“I know.”

Lord Balachiel’s brow furrowed slightly, his bright silver Longsword still surrounded by electric light, and his three pairs of wings slowly flapped behind him.

He still held his head high, his dark purple eyes intently fixed on the distant Red Dragon, leaving no room for anything else.

For Lord Balachiel, this Red Dragon was also a tough opponent, with incredibly high Speed, strong recovery abilities, and its hand-to-hand combat and Spellcasting Abilities were no weaker than His own.

Although the Lord of Silver Heaven had the undying confidence of never being defeated, for the moment, He truly found it difficult to defeat the opponent, and if this battle turned into a war of attrition, the creatures around would suffer unimaginable disasters…

Perhaps, it was time to play His last card, Lord Balachiel finally made up a certain resolution, thinking so.

He slightly stirred his mind, conveying a message with his thoughts to the Ancient Gold Dragon standing by ready: “Lord Titus, I need you to stall this Red Dragon for a while, to buy me some time.”

“Understood.” The Gold Dragon’s response was brief and firm, his gaze showing extraordinary determination, as if he was prepared to sacrifice his Life.

A trusty ally indeed, if only a bit too weak, Lord Balachiel thought to himself.

The distant Red Dragon watched them with covetous eyes from above, continuously provoking: “If that’s all you’ve got, then your ‘punish the evil and praise the good’ plan will probably fail.

Soon, I will send you to meet with Walter.” Cassius grinned, revealing a mouth full of densely packed sharp teeth, with a fierce smile spreading across his face.

“What about it, you… are you scared now?”

The Ancient Gold Dragon could no longer restrain himself, his eyes nearly splitting with rage, he let out another loud roar: “Evil dragon! Righteousness will not succumb to evil, just as dark clouds cannot forever cover the sunlight!

And here–on the Aisier Plain, will be your burial ground! I will consecrate Duke Walter with your blood!” The Gold Dragon roared as he flapped his wings, stirring up a gale and soared determinedly towards the Red Dragon.

“With just you?”

Cassius sneered mockingly, leisurely flapping his Dragon Wings, continuing to look down upon the Gold Dragon.

“Do you really think–you’re a match for me?” The next moment, Red Dragon transformed into a Scarlet blur, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, and with terrifying Speed, arrived next to the Gold Dragon, his massive claws gripping the other’s neck.

“You, deserve to die…”

The Gold Dragon panted heavily, struggling with all his strength, flapping his limbs, but to no effect.

Cassius continued to increase the pressure of his claws, the veins on his arms bulging, his sharp claw tips piercing through the opponent’s golden scales as if intending to strangle the Ancient Gold Dragon to death.

He also taunted indifferently: “Truth be told, I never took you seriously, and you wouldn’t even have the qualifications to stand before me under normal circumstances.

Are you trying to buy time? Fine, since that’s the case, then I’ll oblige you to some fun.” The Red Dragon’s face once again revealed a fierce smile, his claws tightening like iron pincers, the sharp tips deeply penetrating the flesh, with gushing Dragon Blood flowing down along the claws.

“Ah–”

The Gold Dragon let out a groan, trembling all over, lifting his head with sheer effort, looking at Cassius with eyes full of hatred and fearlessness.

Strangled by the throat, his voice was exceptionally hoarse, trailing off: “Evil dragon… even if… I die, I will not submit!”

In the Red Dragon’s astonished gaze, the battered body of the Gold Dragon suddenly burst forth with unimaginable strength.

The mysterious runes inscribed on the scales of the Gold Dragon suddenly lit up, his body seeming to be plated with a layer of gold, releasing a powerful aura, even pushing away the Red Dragon’s mighty claws.

[Carving: Iron Body!]

“Roar–”

Titus finally broke free from the Red Dragon’s grasp, spreading his broad golden Dragon Wings, he howled to the heavens, emitting a thunderous roar.

“Light Immortal, Justice Eternal–”

Cassius tilted his head slightly, with a hint of surprise: “The Carved Skin Dragon? Heh, this is slightly interesting, worth becoming my trophy.”

“Then come and try!” The Golden Dragon roared again, assuming a battle stance, his entire body sparkling under the effect of the Carving.