Chapter 796: Chapter 146: The End of the Conflict_2

Take advantage of this good opportunity to seize more, there may be no chance later, Cassius thought to himself.

“No, no… You dare plunder the origin of Heaven? You will pay the price…” The terrified Balachiel, with only half a body remaining, emitted a faint voice.

But Cassius, without any courtesy, directly manipulated the Chaos Flame to destroy Balachiel’s remaining body, forcing his soul to shrink only within the Heaven Origin.

In terms of the definition from the Material Plane, Balachiel was already dead, his original body should abandon the dead husk, and his soul and authority would return to Heavenly Mountain, where he would become one of the many angels again.

But this Red Dragon was so greedy, he actually attempted to plunder the authority of Heavenly Mountain!

That place is the Land of Radiance, the idealized form of ultimate goodness, it is a composite of order and goodness, compassion and mercy in the universe! Even demons avoid it, yet this Red Dragon dares to attempt to seize it?

In Balachiel’s view, this was no longer simply a villain; it was an enemy of order! An existence comparable to a God Scourge!

But as a soul, all he could do was watch helplessly as this terrifying Red Dragon devoured his origin, unable to do anything about it.

“No—-”

The soul of Balachiel trembled, letting out a heart-wrenching wail, and the Creation Holy Word within him once again took effect, his incomplete body suddenly releasing a blinding light.

[Heavenly Miracle Technique]

This is a spell that calls upon a god or some kind of great existence, capable of requesting the summoned entity to display a miracle.

All of a sudden, boundless light enveloped the sky, a grand, distant voice came from above: “Stop, you have taken enough—-”

Cassius, having anticipated this, looked up to the sky, yet didn’t cease hi plundering, still transforming the essence of Heaven.

“Indeed, what is supposed to come will still come, the true Controllers of Heaven…” Cassius’s tone was slightly regretful.

A swirling vortex of shimmering golden energy slowly emerged above his head, and the mere sight of its existence allowed Cassius to fully feel an aura of righteousness and justice that simply could not exist in the Mortal Realm.

The energy gradually condensed, and a hundreds of meters tall apparition appeared in the sky, with pure golden skin, and resplendent, magnificent wings that shimmered with a white gold metallic luster.

Surrounded by radiant light, yet the expression showed humility and kindness, even in the face of a nominal enemy there would be no anger.

“Zafkiel,” Cassius slowly articulated the last few words.

He is the sole survivor among the founding members of the Heavenly Seven Intense Society, presiding over the highest level of the Seven Layers of Heaven–the resplendent Heaven Chronias.

Gazing up at the avatar of Zafkiel, even Cassius felt a heat within his body as if some force was trying to purify him.

It is said that He is the embodiment of the purest original force of good, and only the most benevolent beings and the most powerful evil entities are able to stand before him without being annihilated by the Holy Energy he radiates.

[Zafkiel]

Challenge Level: ???

“As expected of the Master of the Seven Heavens, the legend says His radiance illuminates the entire Heavenly Mountain, an existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods…”

Bathing in that aura of righteousness and justice, Cassius couldn’t help but sigh, yet he was not frightened.

In this war, Heavenly Mountain has also caused considerable damage to the Material Plane, and Cassius is a native of the Material Plane, even if causing damage, it is an “internal matter” of the Material Plane, but Balachiel is not.

On this matter, Heavenly Mountain is in the wrong, and to a certain extent, it violates the rules of the Material Plane.

After all, Balachiel is a later appointee, still retains some humanity, and as an embodiment of the pure force of Orderly Good, Zafkiel most likely will not break the rules and make a move against him.

“Zafkiel, this evil dragon is plundering the origin of Heaven!” The soul of Balachiel anxiously called out.

Cassius roared righteously, “This is my territory, your people from Heavenly Mountain brazenly invaded the Material Plane, do you not need to pay a certain price?”

“Enough.”

Zafkiel’s face was solemn, commanding without anger, indifferently watching the Red Dragon below: “Let all strife end here.”

A colossal golden hand descended from the heavens, taking away the Heaven Origin that had already been mostly extracted along with the soul of Balachiel, and then disappeared into the sky without leaving any further trace.

Cassius merely watched with regret and did not reach out to stop it, for he was not yet capable of contending with an existence at the level of Zafkiel.

“Although it is somewhat regrettable, the gains from this battle are already more than enough.”

The Red Dragon felt the Amanata Divine Power and Heaven Origin power filling its body and looked towards the panel that continually refreshed with information, revealing a quite satisfied smile.

[You have slain Walter Graham, the Wing of Fadelan (Challenge Level: 24), and received 65,000xp]

[You have slain Messenger Lord – Balachiel (Challenge Level: 30), and received 1,555,000xp]

[You have slain a Lord of Heaven, earning the Legendary Achievement [Holy Slayer]]

The Red Dragon flapped its wings, creating a fierce hurricane that dispersed the mixed clouds formed from the battle and allowed sunlight to fall back onto the land once more.

“North Aisier now belongs to me entirely; this will become the starting point for the Ashen Empire’s conquest of the Fadellan Continent!” Cassius looked down upon the land riddled with scars, opened its gargantuan maw, and let out a far-reaching roar.

“Roar—-”

…

On the ground, the officers and soldiers of the Allied Forces looked up into the sky with intense nerves.

The tumultuous clouds occasionally emitted dark red flames and at times shone with pure Holy Light, along with deafening booms that echoed, making it impossible for them to gauge the situation of the battle.

Finally, a light illuminated the sky, piercing through the clouds, and the commotion on the battlefield seemed to come to an abrupt halt.

“God, has the battle finally ended?”

“Who won?”

“I just felt an immensely holy and just aura; that must have been released by Lord Balachiel.”

“That means the noble being from Heaven has won, and the Red Dragon has been defeated?”

“Amanata, oh, protect us, let’s hope that vile dragon is completely annihilated, never to invade from the south again…”

“God, please grant us a miracle…”

The officers and soldiers of the Allied Forces were bustling with conversations, discussing the outcome of the war, and finally, collectively prayed for their ally–from Heaven, representing justice and righteousness–to emerge victorious.

Before this, they had already witnessed the fall of the Divine Duke Walter and the defeat of the Ancient Gold Dragon Titus, pinning almost all their remaining hopes on this most noble and mighty ally.

If even Lord Balachiel couldn’t stop the Ashen Empire’s Emperor, what reason did they have to continue fighting?

One might say–the outcome of this battle will determine their future destiny, victory or defeat, survival or death, everything hidden behind those thick clouds.

Meanwhile, the Ashen Legion was exceptionally confident; they played their rousing martial tunes and sang “Cassius’s Hymn,” with no doubt that the Red Dragon would achieve the final victory.

“Long live His Majesty Cassius!”

“The great Red Dragon, eternal and immortal, unbeatable in battle!”

“Victory! Victory!”

After all, that is the Ashen Empire’s Emperor, his presence signified that war was about to be won, which is the experience learned by the Imperial People over many years.

Finally, a strong gust of wind swept through the skies, rushing toward them, making everyone on the ground feel the scorching and sulfurous breath.

Under such fierce winds, the dense clouds in the high sky were also dispelled, and sunlight once again showered the land.

Under the countless upward gazes, the Red Dragon spread out its wings, flaunting its majestic body at will.