"Boom!"

In the vast distance, a deafening sound rang out.

Finally, the thousands-meter-high wall of the abyss was ruthlessly destroyed by the dazzling silver light. The power of the gods broke through the barriers of chaos and the planes and descended on the Anzeta Wasteland.

"He holds a silver hammer, reveals the truth and punishes sinners."

Praise be to Him! He is the Father of valor, the stern justice, the radiance of truth and justice"

The sound of swirling gongs and drums rang out, and joyous hymns echoed between heaven and earth. The one-armed man appeared, and a supreme white light bloomed from his forehead.

In his only remaining arm, he tightly grasped a steel-gray war hammer. That was the "Hammer of Justice", which indicated the absolute truth and could identify all the lies in the world.

The man raised his hammer high, and suddenly a bright light poured down from the sky, completely dispelling the power of the abyss and bathing all living things in order, glory, and honesty.

The god of justice, the severe jaw, the wounded, the fair one - Tyr, has finally come to the world at this moment!
Tyr was the powerful divine power of Mount Heaven and the Garden of Joseph. Many of the celestial legions were his believers. When they saw such a sacred scene, they prayed devoutly to the incarnation in the sky.

"Praise the God of Justice!"

“Oh Lord.”

"Praise the Great Wounded, the Fair, the Broken God, the Blind Lord."

At the same time, Cassius was looking up at the incarnation in the distance, feeling the pressure from the essence of life, with light flickering in his light golden vertical pupils.

"Tyr, the god of justice."

Cassius muttered to himself.

He knew this god in his previous life. Tyr was a being of powerful divine power who represented the strictest justice. He opposed all deception, rebellion against the rules, and those who committed unjust destruction or crimes.

Although he had seen the shadows of Tiamat and Bahamut before, this was the first time he had faced the real incarnation of the real body.

Cassius knew that the real test was yet to come.

The incarnation of Tyr in the distance seemed to feel Cassius' gaze. He turned his head and stared at the red dragon in the distance with his empty black eye sockets. The white light on his forehead became even more dazzling.

——That is the light of absolute truth.

In an instant, Tyr saw through the cause and effect of the demon invasion with his gouged eyes and let out a loud shout.

"Red Dragon!
It was you who released Jelrazax with your own hands, causing this disaster that devastated countless lives!

Now, even though the vengeful demon is dead, that body still does not belong to you. It is an evil thing that threatens the world. You should return it to the gods!"

His voice was like a bolt from the blue, steady and powerful, shocking everything in it.

The steel-gray war hammer was suspended in the sky, and an invisible pressure spread out, as if the spectacular scene of Mount Heaven appeared behind it, and even the red dragon's broad wings were trembling slightly.

This is the great power of Mount Paradise and the Garden of Joseph, the strength of Tyr, the god of justice.

The incarnation created by just a wisp of divine power and will made Cassius, who was in the imperial territory, feel extremely pressured, which was the essential suppression of life.

The voice of Tyr's incarnation echoed between heaven and earth, surging like a wave.

"Red Dragon, return the body of Karix to me, and we will forgive your sins and spare your life for now."

"hehe."

Cassius looked at the incarnation of Tyr in the sky and just chuckled, without answering immediately.

He continued to stay on the top of Dragon Blood Mountain, confronting the incarnation of the god in the sky from a distance, dozens of miles away.

If he were in the layer plane, facing such a powerful existence at the divine level, he would definitely run away with his tail between his legs without any hesitation.

But this is the Third Age, and the gods are not allowed to descend into the material world in their true form.

Even Tyr, who is a powerful god, may not be able to defeat Cassius in this empire's territory - even though the status of the two is very different.

This also gave Cassius the confidence to face the gods directly.

The atmosphere on the edge of the Anstika Mountains suddenly became a little strange, even tense. The two sides first cursed each other and were very angry about the other's behavior.

The Empire's followers glared at the legions from Mount Heaven, and even denounced the incarnation of the gods in the sky.

"How dare this old cripple humiliate His Majesty Cassius like this!"

"Sure enough, we can't trust these bastards from Mount Heaven. They were the ones behind the attack on the North!"

"For the sake of the empire, drive these birdmen back to heaven!"

The Heavenly Army showed no sign of weakness, and faced the verbal blasphemy of these dragon-blooded creatures with stern eyes and shining silver swords in their hands.

Tyr's followers clearly distinguish between right and wrong and extremely hate evil. They cannot tolerate any grain of sand in their eyes and are often even called "tyrants" by others.

"Those who humiliate our Lord will be subjected to the most severe judgment!"

"How dare they insult the great God of Justice!"

"Are these monsters with dirty dragon blood worthy of being with our glorious heavenly army? They are only worthy of being killed by our swords!"

The smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger and stronger, and both sides even raised their swords and local friction broke out. Under the blessing of faith, they were hostile to each other and it seemed that a fight was about to break out.

Yet at this moment, a wail of sorrow echoed across the land, and a man covered in open wounds, burns, and other signs of torture slowly emerged.

When seeing the wounded incarnation of the god, everyone present felt a strange wind coming, a bright white light flashed, and all the pain disappeared at that moment.

That is Ilmater, the God of Weeping, the Lord of Perseverance, a god full of mercy and compassion, who often takes on the suffering of mortals on his own initiative.

"Everyone, the disaster that caused so much suffering has just ended, and the enemy from the abyss has been slain.

This should be a time to pray for the innocent people who lost their lives in this disaster, why are you turning your swords against each other?"

Ilmater's soft voice with a crying tone lingered in people's ears, like a spring breeze and a holy water bath, making everyone feel much calmer.

The celestial army laid down their weapons at the same time, looked respectfully at the incarnation of Ilmater in the distance, and praised in unison.

"Praise the God of Weeping."

"Praise you, great martyr, your kindness and tolerance make us feel ashamed."

The incarnation of Ilmater turned his head with difficulty and slowly raised his broken and bruised arm, with a soft light in his eyes.

"Your Majesty Tyr, why are you so aggressive?
This red dragon has completely killed a lord of the abyss. He deserves the recognition of the gods and my praise. "

The anger on Tyr's face eased slightly. He placed the Hammer of Justice at his side, as if thinking about Ilmater's suggestion.

Cassius looked at the incarnation of Ilmater who was limping forward on the ground and seemed to be trembling, and a solemn look was revealed in the depths of his light golden pupils.

This weeping god is by no means as kind and gentle as he appears to be. The fact that he can subtly change people's minds is worthy of his attention.

"One plays the good cop and the other plays the bad cop? It seems their goal is very clear, which is the ancestral dragon corpse under my feet.

I think it’s time for the Platinum Dragon God to make his debut.”

Cassius sat on the top of Dragon Blood Mountain, quietly listening to Ilmater's words that sounded like soft crying, and thought to himself.

"Roar--"

Sure enough, along with a long roar, a cold north wind blew in, and sparkling light appeared in the sky. A slender, winding platinum dragon gradually appeared, and its eyes were as blue as the midsummer sky.

"It's His Majesty Bahamut!"

"Ah, Lord of the North Wind!"

"Praise you! Great Father of Platinum, Lord of Dragons!"

The gold, silver, and brass dragons on the edge of Anstika immediately stretched their necks and roared in unison, their pairs of wings gleaming with metallic luster.

Under the pressure of the Dragon God, the blue dragons of the Faria family, the white dragons with ancestral blood, and those sub-dragons with five-colored dragon blood flowing in their veins all bowed their heads.

However, there was not only awe in their eyes, but also a hint of hostility.

"It's that hypocrite again! That false, fickle old dragon!

If it weren't for him, His Highness Cassius would have returned to the arms of the Dragon Queen, combined with me, and given birth to a powerful offspring!"

Christina gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart.

But she would never dare to say it out loud. Even the Five-Colored Evil Dragon would have open respect for the Dragon God.

The people, dragons, and angels with different thoughts looked up and saw the over fifty-meter-long platinum dragon flying lightly, shuttling through the rolling clouds, and soon arrived in the sky only a few kilometers away from Cassius.

A blue light surged in the eyes of the incarnation of Bahamut. He stared at the red dragon perched on the top of the mountain, and then slowly spoke.

"Casius, nice to see you again. I'm glad to see that you have remained sane and not been blinded by that power. You even killed a lord of the abyss.

I am pleasantly surprised by your appearance. It has been a long time since such a powerful dragon with such a brilliant record appeared in the material world."

The red dragon first spread its wings slightly, then nodded and said politely: "Good day, Your Majesty Bahamut. Compared to you, I have only done some insignificant things."

He shook his head, and his eyes swept over the incarnations of the God of Justice and the God of Weeping in the distance: "Greetings to you too, Your Majesty Ilmater, and Your Majesty Tyr.

Thank you for sending down your avatar to help me at the critical moment when the empire was invaded by the abyss, which relieved a lot of pressure for me to kill Jelrazax. "

The corners of Ilmater's incarnation's face, which was always crying for all living beings, curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile. Tyr's incarnation was still hovering in the air, holding the hammer of justice tightly in his hand, with a serious and indifferent expression, and just snorted coldly.

Bahamut nodded slightly, his eyes turned toward the towering mountains beneath the red dragon, the howling north wind gushed out of his mouth: "Casius, you should know why we are here.

This has nothing to do with interests, it is just an advice from an elder of the same clan to a younger generation:
The greed for power is endless, and you often have to pay a heavy price for it, your reason, character, memory, and even your soul. I believe you are well aware of this."

The giant platinum dragon flapped its wings, and its broad bright silver wings sparkled in the sunlight. It raised its front paws, and the image of an extremely ferocious red dragon appeared in its palms.

"And the power of Karix is ​​the most uncontrollable even among my brothers and sisters. If you are not careful, you will be -"

The incarnation of Bahamut clenched his giant claws, and the image came to an abrupt end, leaving only the swirling flames.

"Reduced to ashes."

He turned his head again, looked at the red dragon meaningfully, and spread out his claws: "Admit it, Cassius, you don't have the strength to keep the body of Karix.

For yourself, for the sake of the world, and for the sake of the whole world of Erezega—

Your best choice is to restrain the greed in your blood and hand over this dragon corpse to the gods for safekeeping. The gods who follow justice and order will be your solid backing. "

The admonitions to the younger generation and the suggestions to the clan members were such high-sounding words, as if they were really considering him.

Cassius sneered in his heart, but he did not hear those noble reasons. He only heard from these words that Bahamut was coveting the remains of his brother.

——For the dragon gods who are eager to restore their former glory, this is perfectly normal.

You must know that after many disasters targeting the dragon clan, the Dragon God of the Third Age is not as powerful as it was tens of thousands of years ago.

Once Bahamut obtains and absorbs this ancestral dragon body hidden in a corner of the astral world by the ancient gods, he will be able to gain a huge advantage in the battle with Tiamat.

But the red dragon will never let the duck slip away since it is already in its mouth.

Cassius replied calmly, "Thank you for your reminder, Your Majesty Bahamut, but I cannot agree with your next words.

The escape of Jelrazax, the possession of Karix's body, and the invasion of the abyss demons only show that the gods do not have a suitable method to manage this dragon corpse, but I do.

Cassius raised his head and grinned, “Your Majesties, don’t forget that I just completely killed an Abyss Lord outside the Abyss.

Even the gods from tens of thousands of years ago could only seal him away, but I actually killed him—"

"presumptuous!"

The incarnation of Tyr let out an angry roar, suddenly interrupting Cassius' words, and his rumbling voice echoed among the mountains like thunder.

"I have long seen your true nature, a dirty five-colored dragon, arrogant, conceited, greedy, and ignorant.
Sincere advice will have no effect on you, power, only power can make you truly surrender! "

The one-armed man raised the war hammer in his hand, and suddenly a scale representing absolute order and a phantom of a war hammer representing absolute justice appeared in the sky. Endless white light was released from it and rushed towards the red dragon perched on the top of the mountain.

——That is the authority of justice and order.

"Ruthless and unreasonable, taking advantage of others by trickery, is this the justice of the gods?

But there are some problems with what you said. Even strength cannot make me surrender. Moreover, it is hard to say who is more powerful in this land!"

Cassius sneered, and he supported his body with his hind legs and slowly stood up. The red dragon stood on the top of Dragon Blood Mountain, slowly spreading its broad wings behind it.

Suddenly, the emperor's scepter appeared in the red dragon's claws. The power of the laws of the empire surged around the huge dragon body, and tremendous pressure overflowed.

"Shh-"

An invisible barrier appeared in front of him, resisting the continuous impact of the white light.

Suddenly, a hundred-meter-long steel-gray warhammer phantom appeared in the sky. As Tyr's incarnation swung down his one arm, the huge warhammer slowly fell like a mountain.

"when--"

The roar of metal colliding was heard, and the powerful shock wave instantly spread to hundreds of miles away, raising a ring of smoke and dust.

In the sky, the virtual scepters and hammers intertwined and collided with each other, and then suddenly bounced away.

Cassius also raised his left arm high, and used his huge claws to control the imperial scepter to resist Tyr's attack, and he roared: "God of Justice, is this what you call overwhelming power?"

Facing Tyre's attack, Cassius could only barely resist with the help of the imperial territory.

This is the horror of great divine power. The God of Justice can compete with Cassius, who is in the empire and has a status comparable to that of a god, with just an ordinary incarnation.

In fact, this was not a life-and-death battle, but just a test. Cassius saw through Tyr's thoughts - He wanted to scare him with the pressure of the true God, make him surrender, and hand over the dragon corpse.

And on the edge of Anstika, as dragons and incarnations of gods confront each other, the followers of the Empire are about to go to war with the followers of Tyr.

Suddenly, Ilmater's voice echoed: "Enough. This land has suffered too much. There is no need for another meaningless war."

Tyr finally stopped, he put away his hammer unwillingly, and said in a deep voice: "Red Dragon, your greed will eventually consume you.

By then, you will sincerely regret your actions today and pay the price for them.”

The red dragon stared at the magnificent bodies that were gleaming one after another, and said with a smile, "It turns out that your majesties have stayed in the main material plane for too long, and it is rejecting you.

By the way, let me remind you that if I die outside the main material plane, all restrictions within the empire will be lifted.

By then, I don’t know what will happen to Karix’s body. It may even be dragged into the abyss by the backup plan left by Jelrazax. (End of this chapter)