Ashen Dragon
Chapter 747 - Chapter 747 Chapter 116 Debate and Audience_2

Chapter 747: Chapter 116 Debate and Audience_2 Chapter 747: Chapter 116 Debate and Audience_2 The young Gold Dragons present were visibly moved, touched by the spirit of the Ancient Gold Dragon who was willing to sacrifice his life in the name of justice.

Even the Ancient Gold Dragons and the Primal Gold Dragons sighed endlessly, not expecting that a member of their kin, close to them in age, could still be so enlightened.

Crassus stepped forward slowly, taking out a necklace with a gemstone pendant tucked between his scales, and said solemnly, “Titus, may Lord of the Northwind Bahamut protect you…”

And thus, under the gaze of hundreds of Gold Dragons, Titus, or rather Cassius, solemnly lowered his head, allowing the Ancient Golden Dragon to place the necklace around his neck.

“I will never fail to meet your expectations.”

Cassius promised, word by word, his sonorous voice echoing in the vast Hall of Justice, conveying a sense of peace and steadfast strength.

[Platinum Sacred Heart]

Endows the wearer with the protection of Bahamut, able to withstand fatal damage at critical moments.

However, unbeknownst to anyone else, Cassius secretly exulted: “Nice, true to the generous nature of Gold Dragons, to have so easily deceived one into giving me a piece of legendary pinnacle equipment.”

But the Gold Dragons in the Hall of Justice were unaware of the dark thoughts of the “Elder Titus” who had stepped forward; they clapped their paws, their faces full of admiration.

…

North Aisier Plain, Collins City, the high autumn sky crisp and clear, the north wind howling.

“Your Grace, please go inside and wait. We will inform you once there’s any news.”

“No need, I am a Divine Descendant, with my physique, I need not concern myself about a bit of wind.”

Walter Graham firmly rejected the suggestion of the Captain of the Guards, standing on top of the city walls, waiting nervously, pacing back and forth from time to time, looking quite anxious.

–Because the reinforcements promised by the Golden Dragon Governor Crassus were to arrive today.

His trip to Heavenly Mountain had left a deep impression on him. Even as mighty as the Ancient Golden Dragon Crassus was, upon hearing the name “Cassius,” he too seemed a bit panicked, even showing an inclination to flee.

This also made Walter realize something more profoundly.

–That he could not fend off the southward advance of the Ashen Empire on his own strength, nor could he defeat the Red Dragon.

Thus, in just a few short days, he traveled throughout the entire Fianso Continent, even the Multiverse, using all the connections he had accumulated over a hundred years in search of aid, but to no avail.

Under the constant conflicts on Fianso Continent, few would stand against the dreadful Red Dragon for the so-called “justice and righteousness.”

As of today, the allies Walter had managed to gather included mages from the Arcane Priory, rangers from the Harpist Alliance, and that “Messenger,” Balachiel.

Even though he had mustered a considerable force, the reinforcements from the Golden Dragon Clan were still of paramount importance to him, for the Metal Dragons were indeed the best at dealing with the five-colored dragons.

Just then, the cry of a soldier broke his train of thought.

“Look, quick!”

“What, what is that?”

“By Amanata above! I have never seen such a colossal dragon!”

Walter quickly raised his head, looking into the sky with extreme excitement, finally seeing the eagerly anticipated Gold Dragon reinforcements he had longed for.

“This is…”

Above in the high sky was a massive golden dragon, stretching over thirty meters in length from head to tail.

His entire body covered with golden scales like armor forged from gold, reflecting a metallic brilliance, with some beautiful and mysterious patterns etched upon them.

Under the sunlight, the dragon was surrounded by layers of golden halos, displaying a majestic, godlike spectacle.

In an instant, all the soldiers had words like sunrise, dawn, and morning light spring to mind, unconsciously letting down their guard.

“Roar–”

The golden dragon let out a long, resonating roar.

Afterward, flapping its wings, it flew with a unique undulating motion, gliding gracefully across the sky, and eventually perched upon the city wall, folding its wings.

Even though its movements were gentle, the sheer weight of the dragon still caused the entire wall to visibly tremble.

Cassius looked down at the human before him, maintaining a solemn posture, and slowly began to speak: “Good day, Lord Walter, I am the Ancient Golden Dragon Titus.”

I am here on the orders of the Golden Dragon Council, in the name of His Majesty Bahamut, to assist you… in fending off the Red Dragon invasion.”

“By Amanata above, thank you for coming!” Walter quickly stepped forward, his expression quite agitated, his wings trembling behind him.

An Ancient Gold Dragon, as one of the outstanding True Dragons, every Ancient Gold Dragon is invaluable, which for him is no small support.

It seems that the Ancient Golden Dragon Crassus is still a creature of honor and loyalty, although he verbally declined support, he has actually extended a helping hand.

“Titus…”

Walter repeated the name, as if recalling something, and looked up in surprise.

“You, are you the Dragon of Dawn, the Dawn Wings, spoken of by Bards? The Gold Dragon who helped the Dwarves repel the Orc invasion?”

“Merely mortals exaggerating.” Cassius responded indifferently, effectively confirming his identity.

“This is wonderful, too wonderful…”

Walter muttered to himself, things were better than he expected, he could not have imagined that Crassus would send an Ancient Gold Dragon who had defeated a Divine Favored.

He looked up again, the badge on the chest of the Gold Dragon was shining brightly, his identity was without a doubt — indeed a member of the Golden Dragon Council.

“Lord Walter…”

Cassius simply called out his name softly.

Walter immediately realized that there was not much time left, not even enough to adjust his emotions — the Red Dragons of the North were already eyeing them greedily, ready to move south at any moment.

“Lord Titus, please follow me, we have made all the preparations to defend against the Red Dragon’s invasion. And you, you are the last piece of the puzzle.”

Walter led Cassius into the city, to the hall where war strategies were being planned.

There, the Divine Descendant Noble unhesitatingly poured out everything he knew, he detailed to Cassius the defenses of North Aisier, and introduced allies from around the world — including the “Messenger” Balachiel.

“Even if that Red Dragon is strong, with our collective strength, we can make him flee in panic, or even perish here…”

Walter’s words were quite excited, continuously streaming out as if he was trying hard to bolster his own confidence.

But he did not know that he was personally revealing all information to his greatest enemy, the target of this operation — Cassius.

Cassius’s eyes narrowed slightly, listening quietly to Walter’s words, recording them all in his heart.

“Master of Lucia, Messenger Balachiel, yet another being of Demigod-Level existence.”

“Heh heh… I shall see for myself what these Heavenly Creatures are made of.”

…

Ashen Empire, Dragon Blood Mountain.

The Red Dragon lay coiled on the throne, its massive body strewn over fifty meters long, like a small mountain, gaps between its large teeth exhaling dense sulfuric white smoke.

— This is the Emperor of the Ashen Empire, the supreme ruler Anzeta, Cassius Klaubow Norixius.

Flames leapt from the ground’s fissures, burning continuously like growing trees and wild grass.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a thunderous noise sounded, a tremendously powerful pressure descended, a scorching hurricane swept across the entire Dragon Blood Mountain, and hot magma gushed from the ground.

The master of this place had awakened!

“Whoosh–”

The Red Dragon suddenly opened its eyes, the light of fire dancing in its pale golden vertical pupils, a chilling war intent spreading within them.

A sinister smile spread across Cassius’s scarlet dragon face, his lips curling upwards slightly.

He extended his massive claw, pointing the sharp tip at one point on the map before him. “Since they are so eager, let’s start with North Aisier, as they wish.”

“It is time… for the world to witness my strength!”