Chapter 181: Winter Falls (Part )
"Frost is coming!"

"Long live the Burning Kingdom!"

The battle situation became more and more chaotic. The army of the Burning Cinders Kingdom fought with the Frost Giants, just like the continuation of the war between dragons and giants tens of thousands of years ago. The Burning Cinders with the blood of red dragons and the Frost Giants with the blood of giants fought each other, wantonly pouring out the brutal power deeply buried in their blood.

"It's time to end this."

Cassius stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the tragic battle.

This human noble who was ignored by the giant was now flashing with tiny magical auras. His body expanded rapidly and finally transformed into a huge 20-meter-long body - a red dragon.

Cassius was not in a hurry to join the battle. The surging and frenzied power of magic surged in his body. Dozens of spells that he had prepared for a long time were instantly activated under the effect of super magic - Heavenly Tribulation Dragon Eye, Agile as a Swimming Dragon, Energy Scales, Undead Scales, Protection from Energy Damage, Strengthening Attributes, Advanced Shield Technique.
Along with powerful fluctuations of magic power, dazzling magical auras shone on the red dragon's body, bursting out with astonishing power.

This is the spellcasting ability of the True Dragon Warlock. Coupled with the abundant magical equipment of the Red Dragon itself, the strength of his spells reaches an exaggerated level.

"Roar--"

A long dragon roar came from the top of the mountain.

Whether it was the Burning Cinders or the Frost Giants, they all looked up.

But their moods were different. Some were excited, as if they had witnessed the arrival of god, while others were worried and terrified.

Even the usually reckless Baya was stunned at this moment:

"How can such a thing exist in Anzeta? It's only been sixty years."

The Frost Giant Priest prayed again and again: "Tholem, is this still a dragon from the Third Age?"

The red dragon hung high on the top of the mountain, slowly flapping its wings. Between its crown-like swept horns hung intangible golden vertical pupils, as if they could see through everything, shocking any intelligent creature.

The surface of his huge and strong body was covered with golden and red scales, and there were energy fragments like star fragments surrounding him, and even a layer of lightning coating. All kinds of strange and dazzling energies were wrapped around his body.

Every time the red dragon flapped its wings, there would be explosions of thunder and roars of flames in the air; even the weather was controlled by it, with billowing clouds of steam following closely behind.

"A frost giant who overestimates his own capabilities."

"Not only will you lose the glory of your ancestors, you will also lose everything in the future!"

After making the final announcement, Cassius flew across the sky. Unlike the usual strong but clumsy impression left on people by red dragons, this red dragon not only had a strong body but also displayed an even more terrifying speed.

"Shh-"

The air was suddenly cut, and a sharp whistling sound was heard.

The twenty-meter-long body swooped down as a huge afterimage, cutting the sky like a bright red scalpel. Before the frost giants could recover from the shock, the red dragon rushed into the enemy's formation.

Cassius rushed forward as if he was in an empty space, and any giant who was about to touch his body would be engulfed by thunder and fire in an instant.

His body often turns into overflowing thunder and fire, like a moving natural disaster.

The frost giants threw spears, hand axes and even poison arrows with all their might. These methods, which were extremely effective in hunting white dragons, were futile in front of Cassius and were almost all blocked by the heavy spells.

During the time that the red dragon broke in, almost every breath was accompanied by the death of at least several Frost Giant warriors.

This level of one-sided slaughter was simply unimaginable for the frost giants, who were accustomed to crushing their enemies.

"when--"

There was another crisp collision sound. Doro's blood-fire battle axe actually shattered directly. He was already unable to resist Kasa's axe attack and was almost beheaded.

But he didn't seem depressed at all, and even laughed triumphantly: "Hahaha! Stupid big guy, I told you long ago that the master will not leave you alive!"

"Even if you manage to kill me, you frost giants will be exterminated!"

Kasa clenched the Winter Roar in his hand, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and stared at the red dragon that was like the god of death among the Frost Giant army.

Unexpectedly, the Frost Giant's face did not show the fear, tension, and despair that Doro had expected - instead, it was filled with a surging desire to fight.

He grinned and picked up Winter Roar, and even licked the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

“Is it finally time?”

"Do you know——"

"Besides the Bonebreaker, do I have another nickname?"

Doro was particularly wary of Kasa's abnormal behavior, but he couldn't help but ask, "What?"

"Son of Winter!"

The Frost Giant rubbed the Winter Roar in his hand and actually peeled off the bloodstained metal shell, revealing the purest essence inside - a battle axe condensed from pure ice crystals, containing unimaginable magical power.

Thorem, the god of frost giants and cold, disappeared along with Annan after the fall of the Giant Empire. But before falling into eternal sleep, the protective Thorem divided the insignificant bit of his divine power into hundreds of parts and bestowed them on his surviving descendants. The one in Kasa's hand is one of them - that is the purest power of eternal frost.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes, and a bone-chilling chill emanated from his whole body, surrounded by a layer of cold divine light.

Kasa clenched the Winter Sword and roared, like a demigod on earth.

The frost giant's blood is cold, but the fighting spirit in his heart is burning, and he roars towards the sky.

"Red Dragon! Your superficial magic cannot scare the great Frost Giant Warrior!"

"In the name of Thrym, the god of cold and father of the frost giants, I will grant you eternal death!"

"Your strong body will be frozen into ice and then crushed into slag!"

"Your head will become the most eye-catching collection in my room of honor!"

As he roared, the cold wind whistled and danced, and a fierce blizzard swept in again, lifting him up.

The frost giant priests also hurriedly chanted ancient spells and cast various powerful blessing spells on him, making the cold wind howl even stronger.

The cold wind was howling in the air, and there was a call from the ancient wilderness, which seemed a little urgent.

"Did you hear that?"

"The Father knows your name. You will die soon, Red Dragon!"

Kasa proudly made a listening gesture, laughed heartily, and flew into the sky riding the blizzard.

As a genuine frost giant, and possibly even the chosen one of the God of Cold, his ability to control the cold wind is far superior to that of Oliver, a half-baked one.

The blizzard surrounding him was filled with murderous intent, and contained within it were many ice cones containing highly concentrated Eternal Frost power. Even if Cassius took one of them, he would definitely not be in an easy situation.

(End of this chapter)