Chapter 793: Chapter 145: Dragon Breath of the End

“Boom!”

Thunder suddenly roared, lightning flashed and thundered in the sky, countless dazzling lights intertwined in the clouds.

The sky darkened again, the power of Heaven spanned hundreds of miles, and the star-studded night sky of Silver Heaven once again enveloped the earth, including the Red Dragon.

In the world of Elzegai, music and language are not just vibrations in the air, but a unique form of power.

Bards believe that the Multiverse was “spoken” into existence, the words of the gods giving shape to the Multiverse itself, and that the original “Creation Holy Word” still echoes throughout the universe, continuing endlessly.

Music is an attempt to control this echo, trying to weave it into the necessary spells and strength, and as the Controller of Silver Heaven, Balachiel also mastered this part of the “Creation Holy Word”.

“Woo–”

The silver horn blew, a slow and melodious hymn sounded, and that sacred melody became more generous and passionate, with fluctuations and interspersed with a soprano voice like an opera chant.

“To uphold justice, even if the heavens fall and the earth splits–”

“In the name of fairness and justice, reinstate all beings, the virtuous shall gain eternal life, and the wicked shall be cast into Hell–”

Accompanied by that grand hymn, Balachiel raised the Silver Sword in his hands, a dull sound resonated, and the surrounding power of Heaven immediately gathered towards Him.

Eventually, that power coalesced into a solid form in the sky, forming a giant sword that pierced the heavens, thousands of kilometers long, containing the power of Heavenly Order Laws.

[Final Judgment]

Since the Heavenly Mountain is the symbol of order and justice, as the Ruler of Silver Heaven, Balachiel could also use this authority to pass judgment on beings of the Material Plane.

The more chaotic and evil the selected target, the greater the damage inflicted, and if the judged is an abyssal demon, it might even be erased [Essence].

In the eyes of Balachiel, this Ashen Empire’s Emperor being a Red Dragon, wielding the power of Chaos Flame, and committing acts of aggression, is absolutely the epitome of “Chaotic Evil.”

He held aloft the Longsword, his six enormous wings slowly flapping behind him, his voice echoing through heaven and earth: “Cassius, you cruelly initiated aggression, attempting to enslave humanity, you have crossed the world’s bottom line!

In the name of Heavenly Mountain, in the name of Silver Heaven, I, Master of Lucia, Balachiel, bestow upon you–Final Judgment!”

Balachiel’s expression solemn, the Longsword in his hand swung down.

“Buzz–”

The Giant Sword in the sky also slowly descended, causing the surrounding space to tremble incessantly, with cracks appearing.

Cassius looked up at the sky fearlessly, laughing wildly: “Hahahaha! Well done, this is the majesty a Lord of Silver Heaven should possess!

But in this world–no one can judge me, not even the so-called Will of Heaven!”

“Roar–” The Red Dragon raised its head, letting out a thunderous roar, using its forelimbs to support its body, standing upright, unfolding the Dragon Wings at its back, releasing a strong pressure that spread for thousands of kilometers.

At this moment, Cassius no longer restrained his Dragon’s Might, the unique pressure belonging to the Ancestor Dragon instantly released!

“God…”

“Wow, such a strong oppressive feeling!”

“What kind of monster is this, making me feel weak and breathless…”

Suddenly, countless Soldiers knelt on the ground, trembling, fainting on the spot, some were even scared to death…

This is humanity’s most primitive fear towards powerful creatures, stemming from tens of thousands of years ago when giant dragons ruled the earth and considered humans as slaves.

Although the current Cassius had long liberated himself from the influence of the Abyss and returned to the orderly camp, this [Final Judgment] released with all Balachiel’s effort still posed a lethal threat to him.

The Giant Sword in the sky was surrounded by glowing mysterious Incantations, and it would likely take some time to fully release.

And this, was Cassius’ perfect opportunity.

Looking up at Balachiel in the sky, the Red Dragon let out a cold laugh: “Did you think I would wait for you to finish your big move like the villains in stories?”

As he spoke, Cassius opened his huge jaws, the blood vessels throughout his body flickering with firelight, revealing a root-like pattern on the surface of his body.

The pure Ancestor Dragon Blood carrying tremendously terrifying energy flowed from every part of his body to his Dragon Crystal, neck, and the air vents on his tail, emitting dark red flames.

“Buzz–”

In an instant, dense Chaotic Power surged inside the Dragon Crystal, sparking fire stars collided at the chest, stirring the surrounding Magic Web tempestuously, as if experiencing a violent storm.

A dark red chaotic storm spread out around the Red Dragon, enveloping everything within a radius of several hundred meters, burning everything to ashes.

Remaining vegetation, Soldiers, and sands were swept into the air by the fierce winds, ignited, and eventually turned into ashes within this dark red storm.

“Boom!”

The next moment, accompanied by a deafening explosion, the earth suddenly sank, the sky was torn by a dark red Pillar of Fire, as if ripped open, bleeding profusely.

That is the [Breath of Chaos]

Balachiel’s expression turned sharp, anger reappeared in those dark purple eyes, suppressing his rage, he said softly: “Indeed a villain colluding with the Abyss!

But–do you think you can escape Final Judgment like this?”

Accompanied by the holy music, a chained silver horn suddenly enlarged, blocking in front of Balachiel.