Ashen Dragon

Gazing at the Red Dragon that hoisted the sun and overwhelmed all beings, even those proud Angel Divine Descendants felt a stir in their hearts.

Possessing the Sun God Power, they could even more profoundly comprehend the majesty of the sun and sense the vast strength within, sharing its same roots with them.

Emotions like shock and surprise were reflected in their golden eyes, which spun with the sun's wheel.

"By Amanata, how can this Red Dragon possess such pure Sun God Power?"

"Could it be..."

Constrained by their identities, there were so many words they couldn't utter.

Could it be that this Red Dragon is indeed the true sun, the incarnation of the Lord of Eternal Radiance in the mortal realm?

Is it true that His Majesty Wilhelm, who signed a contract with Hell, has been forsaken by the Sun God, becoming a discarded apostle of the Devil?

Unlike these conflicted and complex-hearted Thrace People, the moment Cassius appeared in the sky, all the Imperial People erupted into a fervent cheer, each face radiating fanaticism and devotion.

"Long live His Majesty Cassius!"

"Long live the Great Red Dragon!"

Some even looked at the sun suspended in the sky, hoisted by the Red Dragon, raised their arms, welcomed the sunlight, and shouted from the heart: "Lord of the Sun! His Majesty Cassius is the true Lord of the Sun!"

"Lord of the Sun!"

"Praise His Majesty Cassius, praise the Sun!"

Their cheers formed waves of sound, almost drowning the entire August City.

Wilhelm stared fixedly at the sun in the sky, his golden eyes first showing surprise and rage, then increasingly agitated, finally turning to deep resentment and hatred.

He trembled with anger, even the wings behind him trembled slightly, and his shimmering feathers fluttered in the air, while the sharp tip of the Final Judgment Spear pointed directly at the distant Red Dragon.

"Cassius! Cease your tricks, you blasphemous thief who steals power!"

Cassius could see at a glance—Wilhelm was flustered.

After signing a contract with Hell, he himself suspected that he had been abandoned by the Sun God, becoming a discarded child of the Divine.

Thus, he wouldn't miss any opportunity to prove himself, wanting to dispel the deep fear and panic in his heart, filling the emptiness devoured by strength.

Thinking of this, Cassius smirked with a teasing smile.

"Wilhelm, do you honestly think—a pitiful existence like you, allied with Devils, still has the right to succeed the Holy Fadlan, and become a Retainer of the Sun God?

Stop deceiving the people and yourself. From the moment you chose to abandon your principles and signed the contract with Zarriel, you were destined to be forsaken by the Sun God!"

Cassius's voice was like a heavy hammer, pounding fiercely on Wilhelm's heart, leaving him shaken and unable to collect himself.

"Insolence!"

Wilhelm shouted angrily, his eyes bursting with dazzling Divine Fire, even the light wheel behind him released flames akin to the sun.

The six wings behind him flapped in unison, and his magnificently armored body rose into the sky, reaching the zenith, standing opposed to the distant Red Dragon.

Everyone in this world knows, only I—the Angel King, Lord of the Holy City, and son of Aragon, Wilhelm, am the true successor of the Holy Fadlan, the chosen of the Sun God!

And only I can revive the Holy Fadlan Empire, allowing the radiance of the Sun God to shine once more on the earth, for this goal, any sacrifice is worth it!"

Wilhelm's voice was as proud and arrogant as ever, but this time it was tinged with a disquiet unlike the usual.

As the holy hymn played, the light wheel behind this "Angel King" kept spinning, becoming more dazzling and releasing ten thousand rays of light.

The Sun God Power within Wilhelm poured out, condensing in the air into a one-hundred-meter-tall, six-winged golden angel, exuding an incomparably vast pressure as if it were truly a Divine Incarnation.

"In the name of the Sun God—the despicable evil dragon, prepare to face judgment!"

The six-winged angel raised the Final Judgment Spear in its hand, and instantly, thousands of spears formed by condensed light appeared in the sky, densely packed, shooting toward the distant Red Dragon.

The golden angel that Wilhelm became roared angrily: "I will grant you death!"

Cassius sneered: "Just a puppet of Zarriel, yet dares to punish on behalf of the gods—aren't you afraid of facing true Divine Punishment?"

In his view, Wilhelm had already been tainted by Hell's strength, and the pure Sun God Power within him had nearly vanished.

Yet this king still wanted to maintain an appearance of holiness, and even hoped to defeat the Red Dragon relying on this extremely feeble Sun God Power, this is not merely arrogance—it is sheer wishful thinking.

In that case, he would rely on the Divine Power plundered from over a dozen Angel Divine Descendants to fight this "Angel King"!

The Fierce Sun Magic Ball behind Cassius suddenly lit up, releasing surging flames and more brilliant firelight, painting the entire sky in orange-red.

"Swish——"

The Red Dragon suddenly flapped its wings, stirring a gale, and those flames surged upward, transforming into a flaming sea spanning thousands of meters, as if the entire sky was cracking under this strength.

The thousands of light spears met with the flaming sea, like clay oxen entering the sea, instantly devoured without a trace left.

"How is this possible?"