Chapter 276 Massacre of the City
Along with the howling of the undead shadows, the dark sky quickly dissipated, the black mountains in the distance gradually disappeared, and the shadow creatures in the entire Dragon Shadow City - those shadow gnawers, shadow displacement beasts, shadow spirits and even shadow dragons - seemed to sense the death of their masters, and all let out screams of fear and roars of panic.

Mortifer, the "Voice of the Night" who had been entrenched in the Underdark for seven hundred years, died completely.

Under the complete destruction of the Chaos Fire, even the Goddess of Night could not take his soul, and he could only turn into chaotic and disordered matter.

"Roar--"

The excited roar sounded again.

Large amounts of saliva and flames flowed out of Cassius's bloody mouth. His face was extremely hideous, his eyes were still filled with bloodshot, and the blood-colored outline still covered his body.

"Not enough, still not enough."

"Kill. Destroy. Purify!"

The red dragon suddenly flapped its broad wings, causing a violent wind that swept across the city, and its huge body rose high into the sky.

He looked down at the tens of thousands of lives in Dragon Shadow City with a cruel grin on his face. Deep in his pupils, there was a fire of destruction burning, as if it would never go out.

"Look! The Shadow Realm has disappeared."

"Motifer is dead!"

Feridun looked at the rapidly receding black sky, his expression so excited that he was almost incoherent.

That shadow dragon cast a shadow over almost his entire life and destroyed all his happiness. The oppressive feeling of endless darkness still makes him feel suffocated.

Now that his enemy was killed, although it was not his own doing, the joy was still indescribable and even brought tears to his eyes.

He patted Danyal on the shoulder, as if wanting to ask him to celebrate this "victory" together.

But the drow elf's expression was still solemn, and there was even cold sweat on his forehead.

Feridon noticed the abnormality of his companion and was immediately confused.

"What's wrong, Danyal? Mortifer is dead, isn't that worth celebrating?"

"Don't be happy too soon, Feridon."

Danyal slowly raised his head and looked at the sky where the black fog had dissipated.

"I always feel like this is not over yet."

Thinking of the violent red dragon, Feridun became uneasy.

"That shouldn't be the case. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. As long as we tell him that we are the rebels, he won't make things difficult for us."

Suddenly, a fierce hurricane hit, making them unstable, and Feridun subconsciously put his arms in front of him.

"Feferiton, look up."

Danyal's words trembled a little, and he stretched out his shaking arms and pointed to the sky.

Feridun slowly raised his head and looked at the place where the drow's finger was pointing, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Roar--"

——The huge red dragon appeared in the sky again, its broad wings cast a huge shadow, its light golden pupils were filled with desire for destruction, and a cruel smile appeared on its hideous dragon face.

The powerful aura of dragon might descended, pressing down on all creatures in the city so that they could not breathe.

The dragon crystal on its chest emits a dazzling

The red dragon slowly opened its bloody mouth.

Dark red flames poured out from it like a waterfall, descending upon the city.

The entire Dragon Film City was burning. Any material, whether it was a stone building or flesh and blood, would be doomed to destruction once it was contaminated by the Chaos Fire.

This was the Purifying Fire of Karix, a pure symbol of destruction and power. The dark red flames spread across the city at an unimaginable speed, turning half of the city into a sea of ​​fire in an instant.

"Do not--"

“It’s a hot day!”

"It's coming! I don't want to die!"

Noisy wails and screams of countless people could be heard in the sea of ​​fire, but these sounds were extremely short and disappeared almost the moment they were uttered. No matter whether they were men, women or children, whether they were humans, drow elves or gray dwarves, any living being would be decomposed into the most thorough chaos the moment it came into contact with the dark red flames.

There is no use running away, and there is no use resisting.

Cassius flapped his wings above the city and flew slowly following the spread of the flames, like a messenger of natural disaster and the incarnation of the fire of purification.

Feridun looked at the approaching flames, jumped to the top of the house, and waved his hands towards the sky.

"We are the resistance!"

"Lord Red Dragon, please stop! We also have a grudge against that Shadow Dragon!"

He shouted with sweat dripping down his forehead.

The drow stretched out his hand stiffly, patted the human warrior on the shoulder, and said palely: "Stop, Feridon, this is useless."

Danyal looked desperate, staring at the giant dragon in the sky and muttering to himself:

"I have heard of a record that was passed down in the history of the elves."

“It’s a symbol of destruction.”

“He is the Purifier of the world.”

However, before he could finish his words, the raging fire of chaos had already spread here, engulfing all the drow elves and humans.

Cassius spread his wings and flew high in the sky. His expression was full of indifference. He seemed not to notice the humans shouting on the ground, or he simply didn't bother to pay attention.

All living beings in Dragon Shadow City, no matter whether they are good or evil, no matter which force they come from, are just victims of the red dragon's destructive desire and part of the cold numbers.

Finally, amid the sound of burning flames, Dragon Cinema, a city with a history of thousands of years, was reduced to ashes, with not even broken walls and ruins left.

"Crack, click, click."

The fire of Chaos still remains on the charred ground. The thick ashes may be the only traces that prove the existence of this city. The prosperous trade of Dragon Shadow City during the rule of the drow elves, the dark oppression during the period of Shadow Dragons, and the resistance of countless residents have all dissipated along with the burning flames.

Cassius finally got out of the state of "Blood Scale Fury".

There was still a bloody glow on his ferocious dragon face after killing and destruction, and excitement was surging in his light golden pupils.

The prompts on the panel kept refreshing in front of him.

[You killed [Mouth of the Night - Mortifer (Challenge Level: 21)], and obtained 33000 XP]
[You killed the [Shadow Dragon] and received 10000 XP]
[You killed [Undead Shadow] and gained 800xp]
[You killed [Shadow Spirit] and obtained]
……

[You killed the [Drow Elf] and gained 15xp]
[You killed the [Human Merchant] and gained 5xp]
After just this massacre, his experience was almost reaching the critical point for the next advancement.

Looking at those tempting numbers, a strange idea suddenly arose in Cassius' mind.

"If I kill all the creatures in the main material world, how powerful will I become?"

"Comparable to a god?"

"Or... beyond the gods?"

Once this thought appeared, it was like a flooding tide that could not be suppressed and flowed freely in his mind.

(End of this chapter)