Chapter 462 Frenzy
"Red Dragon--"

"You are a good sacrifice! I will present your head to the Great Sultan!"

"I will sacrifice your body to the Supreme God of Fire!"

The fire giant roared in the sky, and its huge body suddenly descended along with billowing smoke, with brilliant flames bursting from its eyes.

The nearly thirty-meter-tall red giant leaped down with his brass scimitar in an unstoppable momentum.

"Shh-"

The space of the Fire Elemental Plane was torn apart by this terrifying force, leaving cracks that looked like tongues of fire.

Cassius looked up at the fire giant in the sky, and the eyes of the sky dragon beside him flickered.

The next moment, a shrill whistling sound was heard.

Cassius flapped his wings at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, and his body turned into a red afterimage, leaving only a cone-shaped cloud in its place.

With a swish, the huge body of the red dragon suddenly disappeared from its original place.

"what?"

"how come?"

The fire giant who jumped down suddenly missed, and his face became distorted with extreme anger and astonishment.

As the lord of the evil fire element, Imister has many red dragon followers, and these red dragons often cooperate with the kingdom of fire giants supported by Imister.

As the Pasha of the Fire Giants, Ismail sometimes fights alongside these terrifying war machines - the red dragons.

Although he admitted that these red dragons were as strong as him, Ismail believed that he was far superior to the red dragons in terms of agility.

But at this moment, something unbelievable happened to him——

"Pfft."

The sound of flesh and skin being cut.

Ismail only felt a surge of hot wind on his back, followed by severe pain.

In just this moment, Cassius had flown behind him and cut his neck with his sharp claws.

Blood as hot as magma spilled.

"Death!"

With the instinct of a warrior, the fire giant turned around suddenly and swung the brass scimitar with all his strength towards the red dragon's chest.

"Shh-"

The blade cut through the space again, drawing a graceful arc in the air like a crescent moon.

Just as the blade was about to cut through the scales, the red dragon flapped its wings again, creating a hurricane, and retreated nearly a hundred meters in an instant like a ghost.

"boom!"

The brass scimitar produced a terrifyingly powerful crescent-shaped shock wave that spread rapidly into the distance, making the surrounding space extremely unstable and even forming spider-web-like cracks.

But with various blessings, Cassius's speed has reached a terrifying level.

Not to mention the blade, even the slash couldn't touch him.

Cassius soared into the air, once again standing a hundred meters above the opponent, looking down at the huge fire giant from above, grinning and letting out a cold laugh.

"If that's all——"

"This is the best gift from your Great Sultan!
"coward!"

"Do you think that running away can change your fate?"

"Red Dragon! Fight me in close combat! Don't use your magic tricks! And don't use sweet words!"

He is insulting his own beliefs!

The fire giant floated in the air, howling towards the sky, and looked at the red dragon with eyes full of resentment and hatred.
Ismail has been the strongest in his tribe since he was young. At the age of fifty, he fought his way through the battlefield and personally chopped off the head of a wind giant emir.

By the time he was eighty years old, he had become a famous warrior in his tribe.

But even so, Ismail had to go through brutal fighting before he stood out from the warriors of various fire giant tribes.

Finally, he knelt in front of the Great Sultan with blood on his face and became the Pasha of supreme glory.

Thinking of this, he raised the brass scimitar and pointed the sharp blade at the red dragon - it was a provocation and also a demonstration.

He wants to prove his strength to this powerful enemy!

Raging tongues of flame surrounded its huge body, and fierce flames spewed out of its eyes, followed by billowing smoke.

At this moment, Ismail was like the incarnation of the elemental plane of fire! "Come on! Red Dragon! Don't run away! Confront me head-on!"

He knew these red dragons well.

Warlike, irritable, arrogant, proud and conceited.

Once any creature directly challenges the red dragon, they will regard it as an insult to themselves and do everything they can to destroy that "ignorant insect".

But the red dragon was not angry, it just twisted its head strangely.

"Shouldn't you reflect on why your spellcasting ability is so weak?"

"You're just not working hard enough!"

Cassius grinned and spoke slightly provocatively, with white smoke smelling like sulfur coming out of his nostrils.

"but--"

"There's no need to use any tricks to deal with a fool like you! Just crush him head-on!"

"Come! Show me the power you are so proud of!"

Flames shot up into the sky, and smoke and ashes rolled in.

Cassius flapped his wings suddenly, stirring up a gust of hot wind, and then swooped down with unstoppable momentum - straight towards the fire giant Pasha.

Ismail was on high alert, yet he rushed forward without fear, the power of the plane surrounding him constantly surging.

"boom!"

First there was a blinding light.

This was followed by a series of massive collisions, fissions and explosions.

Flames and thick smoke intertwined, steam and ashes danced together, and space holes with burning edges appeared one after another in the orange-red sky of the Fire Elemental Plane.

The red dragon wrestled with the giant's huge body, which disappeared in the cloud of smoke and steam, revealing a glimpse of its ferocious claws from time to time.

Every time they collided with each other, a huge and hot air wave would be created, making all living creatures around them unable to stand, and some might even be killed on the spot.

The sky is full of holes.

The earth is wailing and shaking.

"Flame God above."

"They, they are sent by God to punish His people. They are messengers of destruction!"

“O Lord”

"So, what exactly is that?"

"I, I've lived for eighty-seven years and I've never seen a battle like this!"

Those slaves who originally had a hint of curiosity in their eyes were all trembling at this moment. They didn't even dare to raise their heads to watch the battle.

Because this is terrible.

They saw with their own eyes that the stream of fire produced by the fight between the red dragon and the giant fell from the sky and burned dozens of unfortunate fire lizards to death in an instant.

"You will win. Your Majesty Cassius will definitely win!"

Serkan looked up, his expression extremely firm, almost faith-like.

Even the most ordinary imperial soldiers raised their heads, watching the battle in the sky with anticipation and nervousness.

However, there was no sign of worry in their eyes about Cassius' defeat - that was simply impossible.

Your Majesty never fails.

It will always be like this.

No matter whether the enemy is a noble, a demon, a silver dragon or a fire giant, His Majesty Cassius will always crush the opponent and then lead them to a glorious future.

This is not only the confidence accumulated from long-term victories, but also the result of years of brainwashing propaganda by the imperial authorities.

The faith of many imperial soldiers in His Majesty the Emperor is even comparable to that of the fanatics of the church, reaching a point that is almost insane.

"The great red dragon will never be defeated!!"

"Your Majesty, Cassius, may you win!"

"Everyone, you may rejoice! With His Majesty Cassius' personal intervention, everything will be over!"

The cheers of the soldiers were drowned out by the loud explosions, but they continued, creating wave after wave of cheers.

(End of this chapter)