Ashen Dragon

Chapter 599 -46 Karyx’s Body (1)

Chapter 599 -46 Karyx’s Body (1)

Another towering peak, thousands of kilometers high, rose from the ground, piercing the sky as if to connect the heavens and the earth. The accumulated snow on the summit of the mountain sparkled with a cold silver light under the sun.

And here was the highest peak of the Ancytica Mountains—reverently known as the “King of the Snowy Mountains” by the Scania People, Terry Peak.

“Whoosh—”

The cold wind whistled through the valley with a piercing screech.

In those undulating mountains that were perennially covered with snow, the wild wind howled and snow swirled, as if intending to bury the whole world in pure white and icy cold.

Suddenly, scalding steam surged forth, and dark red flames rampaged through the air, tearing a ghastly spatial rift at the foot of the mountain.

The snow covering the mountain was melted by this sudden high temperature, first turning into flowing meltwater, then into white smoke.

Amidst the billowing smoke, the Flame Demon’s massive, scarred body emerged from the void—that was Leo Boske.

“Huff, huff…”

“Finally, I’ve finally escaped.”

At this moment, Barlow the Flame Demon panted heavily, his tone filled with excitement and tension.

He looked back apprehensively to the north, toward the direction from which he had fled.

“Cassius…”

Leo couldn’t help but utter the name that had become his nightmare, and once again, a look of terror surfaced on that scarlet face.

But soon, he clenched his teeth, cracking them with a “grit” sound. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Behind him, his leathery wings trembled violently, and the bulging muscles of his arms that clutched the Storm Giant Sword throbbed, as Barlow’s expression turned increasingly ferocious with rage.

“Cassius, that damned reptile, he killed me in front of millions of people, a full eleven times!

Eleven times!

I shall chop off his head, peel his scales, sever his wings, and tear apart his tail—

Barlow spread his wings and let out a heavenward roar, his eyes blazing with the fervent flames of revenge.

The fury of the demon caused terrifying anomalies in the surroundings, with streams of scalding magma and intense geothermal heat surging through the mountains, and countless vapors rising.

“No, no, I just need to wait… That Red Dragon, he’ll come knocking on my door by himself.

By then, I just need to watch with my own eyes as my nemesis is dragged into The Abyss, heh heh…”

Leo’s breathing was ragged, and his face revealed an uncontrollably sinister smile, with the corners stretching to his ears, billowing with thick smoke.

Suddenly, Barlow sensed something amiss, and a look of surprise crossed his face.

“Wait, this is—

Has he arrived this quickly?”

A massive wave of heat swept over him, and an invisible pressure that covered thousands of miles descended, causing Leo to feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

The mountains themselves seemed to tremble lightly, as if paying homage to some presence in the sky.

“Crackle—”

Barlow suddenly looked up, only to see flames ravaging the sky, giant claws piercing the void, grasping on both sides of a fiercely burning rift, then effortlessly tearing the sky apart.

First appeared a majestic and majestic head, followed by a thick neck, then wide Dragon Wings, strong limbs, and a ridge back that meandered like mountain ranges…

“Roar—”

Eventually, accompanied by a resonant Dragon’s Roar, the forty-plus meters long Red Dragon flapped its wings, stirring up a scorching gale, and appeared in the sky above the mountains.

Cassius gazed down at the mountains with those pale gold vertical pupils, looking indifferently at Barlow below him.

“Leo Boske, is this the place you’ve chosen for your death?”

Leo looked up at the Red Dragon in the sky, his demon body shaking violently with extreme fear and excitement.

This Flame Demon struggled to restrain his inner terror, croaking out with a hoarse voice, “Hahaha! Excellent, excellent!

Arrogant Red Dragon, just as I expected, you have come! As proud as you are, you never even considered that I might defeat you—let alone kill you, right?”

Cassius coldly watched him, silent, as if conceding to that notion.

Leo’s tone grew even more agitated, and his turbid eyes full of hatred, “Cassius, I know, for years you’ve never seen me as an equal adversary…

But it is precisely that pride that has doomed you, leading you into a fate marked by death! You’ve fallen into my trap!”

Barlow spread his limbs and unfurled his grotesque wings, roaring passionately to the sky as if already savoring the sweetness of revenge.

On the chest and back of this demon, complicated and evil Arrays appeared, emitting a deep, faint light, and whispers from The Abyss surrounded him.

“Within blood and Flame, voices of despair cry out…

They sever their own heads, holding them high, tears of blood flowing from hollow eyes…

And He brings the flames of revenge, the hymns of the end, reducing all to…”

Behind Barlow, the sky suddenly darkened, black clouds obscured the Sun, and the mountains were hit with gusts of chaotic wind.

“So, Cassius, allow me to introduce the Demon Lord of the 567th layer of The Abyss, the great Vengeful Demon—”

“Ah!”

Before Leo could finish, the massive scarlet figure was upon him, and the sharp claws fiercely swooped down, piercing his chest with precision.

In an instant, dark purple blood and flesh flew about, and the scorching, beating heart was seized in the Red Dragon’s claws, while Leo’s face still held an expression of extreme excitement.

Exhausting his last bit of strength, he said with a laugh, “Cas, Cassius… it’s useless, I won’t die…”