Ashen Dragon

After all, Her Divine Realm borders Hell, and once the relations are broken with the Lord of the Nine Prisons, there would always be a threat, a cost too heavy to bear.

So Tiamat led a large group of five-colored dragons to block the gateway, intending to use the might of a True God to make Cassius submit, and take this opportunity to indirectly control Aphernas.

As for Asmo's counterattack?

Naturally, it was Cassius, the temp worker, who would bear it.

Gazing at the calm Cassius, Tiamat finally lost patience, and from the most reckless and frenzied Red Dragon Skull spewed a dragonflame containing Divine Power.

Tiamat's Breath!

"Did this old geezer really mean it?"

Startled, Cassius didn't dare to slack off, lifted his head, and mobilized the Power of Aphernas within, a surging Hellfire gushed from the depths of his throat.

"Boom!!"

The two flames clashed fiercely, creating a violent explosion that incinerated everything around into ashes.

In nearly an instant, Cassius's Hell Breath was engulfed by Tiamat's flame, the terrifying Breath surged forward, crazily washing over Cassius's body.

Even the Hellfire containing Avernus' Authority couldn't stop the invasion of this Evil Divine Power; that massive body of lava was instantaneously melted.

This is the power of a True God!

He had still underestimated Tiamat!

In the midst of intense pain, a terrifying thought surged in Cassius's mind: Could it be that the Five-Colored Dragon Queen already regarded him as a true menace, wanting to seize this chance to wipe him out completely?!

In an instant, the more than five hundred meters long "Dragon of Hell" shrank by more than half, exposing large wounds.

No, he must leave immediately!

Thinking of this, Cassius frantically flapped his Dragon Wings, flying out of Tiamat's Divine Fire in a sorry state, attempting to tear through the space of Aphernas.

But Tiamat halted at this moment, shook her heads: "Do you see now? My child, you are still too rash, in the face of true power, everything you depend on is worthless."

"As the Mother Goddess of all five-colored dragons, I am willing to give you another chance, a chance to reform....."

Tiamat's voice was low and slow.

Cassius understood the meaning of the other party.

Since intimidation failed, they could only use force to subdue him. But he still didn't expect that Tiamat would actually dare to take the risk of waging war with the Nine Prisons to make a move in Hell.

Cassius's Hell body was already gradually dissipating under the erosion of Divine Power, revealing his original sixty-meter-long body, covered with scars, streaming with hot Dragon Blood.

But Tiamat gazed at the blood flowing from the wounds, her expression subtly changed, a hint of..... surprise? actually flickered in those greedy Dragon's Eyes.

She summoned a drop of blood across the space, examined it closely, and softly spoke: "This is... the blood of a Third Generation Ancestor Dragon?"

Cassius secretly thought, not good.

In transforming into the Dragon of Hell, to maintain his form, he had used the ability of [Original Return], elevating part of his body to the level of a Third Generation Ancestor Dragon.

And now, this had been discovered by the Five-Colored Dragon Queen!

Tiamat raised her heads again, and an irrepressible greed and delight radiated from all five pairs of Dragon's Eyes.

"Cassius, you truly astonish me, who would have thought that after tens of thousands of years, our dragonkin could produce such an outstanding junior."

The five monsters raised their claws, uttering a tempting whisper: "Come, become my chosen one, you shall become the next Dragon King, the beginning of the five-colored dragon clan's ruling of the Multiverse!"

Cassius only felt a blur before his eyes, as if tens of thousands of five-colored dragons were hissing in his ears, calling out loudly.

"Convert to the Dragon Queen! Convert to the Dragon Queen!"

Under this intense spiritual assault, Cassius even felt an urge to bow in worship.

Fortunately, through the tempering in The Abyss, his will was extraordinarily strong, managing to resist Tiamat's temptation forcibly, and tore open the space before him.

"Tiamat, you've crossed the line, do you intend to start a war with the Nine Prisons?"

A low, hoarse voice came, as a devil in a red robe appeared in the sky.

The devil had dark eyes and a goat's beard; its form somewhat blurry, seemingly just a phantom.

Although its figure wasn't tall, it made everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if he were the embodiment of all sins in the world, the one controlling everything.

At this moment, all the devils looked skyward, becoming slightly frenzied.

"That is... that is him!"

"It's the Lord of Nine Prisons!"

"Praise the great Lord of Nine Prisons, the evil Monarch—Asmonthy!"

Tiamat's expression subtly shifted, all five heads turning towards the devil, letting out a hoarse growl: "Asmodius, this is an internal conflict of our dragonkin, do not meddle!"

Asmodius coldly stated: "But you are on Hell's territory, making a move here is an affront to the order of Nine Prisons!"

"Do not forget our agreement, His Majesty Tiamat... don't forget that your Divine Realm still relies on our Barto Hell."

The devil gently tapped the scepter, Hellfire surged into the sky, transforming into thick chains, an incomparably majestic Power of Hell binding Tiamat's divine body.

This was the Nine Prisons.

In this plane, Asmodius was akin to the Creator God, capable of manipulating everything at will, even deities could not rival.

Seeing her body about to be expelled from Hell, Tiamat gritted her teeth, yet was still helpless.

"We're leaving!"