Chapter 453: Soul-Eating Dragon
“That… that is…”
“Dragon Lord, may I be allowed to depart?”
The Fire Titan Noble spoke in a trembling voice, his crimson face twisted into a grimace even more grotesque than Cry’s.
Having just witnessed that horrifying spectacle, Now he only wanted one thing: to vanish from this place, from this terrifying Dragon, and never have anything to do with it again.
“Of course.”
Kai Xiusu replied with calm indifference.
The Red Dragon uncurled its massive claws, releasing the Fire Titan Noble, who had been trapped within its grip.
“Thank you for your mercy.”
“T-Thank you, Dragon Lord… I… I shall never return to this damned City of Iron.” Hamid exhaled deeply, relief flooding his veins.
The Fire Titan Noble flared into the air, his body trembling as embers crackled from his lower half.
“Lord of Flame protect me…”
“Never again… never again will I set foot in this cursed city…”
He muttered frantically, his face etched with the wide-eyed joy of survival.
Whoosh—
A scorching hurricane roared toward him.
A sudden, chilling suspicion clawed at Hamid’s heart. He stiffened, slowly turning his head.
“No… no way…”
Before him, the massive Red Dragon spread its wings. In just a few breaths, it had closed the distance—so fast, so inevitable. He could already feel the sulfurous stench of its breath.
“I have already pardoned your first transgression—your attempted murder of my follower.”
“But one thing at a time. Now comes your second sin: the insult you offered me directly.”
With a thunderous sweep, the Red Dragon slashed through the air. A shimmering Force Field snapped into place, trapping the despairing Fire Giant once more.
This was merely an experiment.
Players from his past life had once proposed it on the forum: What if we trap a Fire Giant, release it, then trap it again—could we endlessly farm wishes?
But now…
“Though… can you grant me a second wish, as compensation?”
Damn it!
The greedy, insatiable Crawler!
Hamid raged inwardly, roaring in silent fury—yet utterly powerless.
Not rebellion. Not even a chance to struggle.
This Fire Titan Noble, who had once burned villages to ash for mere amusement, who had slaughtered mortals without thought, who had reduced entire mortal homes to rubble at the whim of his mood—now, he was the victim.
He felt the terror of being hunted, the helplessness of being devoured.
Even as he cursed the Red Dragon in his mind, he forced himself to raise his head, pleading:
“Dragon Lord… please… spare me!”
“I meant no deception! Wishing is a sacred gift, even to giants like me. I can only perform it once every few years!”
So, no way to exploit the glitch.
He should’ve tried, “Give me three more wishes”—even if it failed, it would’ve been a fun gamble.
Kai Xiusu shook his head, sighing with quiet disappointment.
“Ah… you refuse to pay for your crimes, yet still wish to live? That makes things rather difficult.”
“Dragon Lord, I’ll give you all my wealth! All my status! I’ll surrender the entire city!”
The Fire Giant cried out desperately.
But Kai Xiusu ignored him, speaking to himself as if alone:
“Very well. I’ll lower the bar. Let’s say… a wish you can actually fulfill now.”
“What wish?”
“I want… the Elemental Core of a Fire Titan Noble.”
“That’s—”
Hamid’s face twisted in shock and fury. He opened his mouth in protest—
Then, the Dragon’s Flame engulfed him.
Ravenous flames coiled around his body, melting away his flesh and bones like wax. Only one thing remained—his chest, where a pulsing, flickering Fire Core burned like a living ember.
It pulsed with raw Fire Elemental Energy, intertwined with the Essence Strength of the Inner Planes.
Hamid Abdul, the Fire Giant Sultan, Emir of the City of Iron, of noble bloodline—was gone.
His spiritual soul may have returned to the embrace of the Lord of Flames.
But his body—his essence—was now consumed, devoured by the Red Dragon.
Roar—
Kai Xiusu reared his head high, unleashing a long, triumphant roar.
He felt the surge of power within him—so immense, so complete. He exhaled a torrent of intense heat, his flames blazing across the entire Elemental Plane of Fire, announcing his arrival to the realm.
“Lord of Flame…”
“He actually dared…”
“He… he ate an Emir!”
“By the Lord of Flame, Hamid—how helpless he was, like a lamb led to slaughter!”
“That’s no common dragon. He devoured a Fire Titan Noble… he’s a Soul-Eating Dragon!”
In the magma rivers, Fire Children stared in horror.
In the deep caverns, Fire Dwarves trembled.
In the ruins of the City of Iron, surviving Fire Giants whispered in dread.
The death of an Emir was a grave matter—but not enough to cause a stir.
But a Dragon from the Prime Material Plane, one so terrifying it could effortlessly crush and consume a Fire Titan Noble?
That was unprecedented.
The news spread like wildfire across the Burning Wastes.
Within days, every nearby resident had heard the tale:
A Red Dragon, larger than even a Primordial Dragon, had descended upon the City of Iron.
He had destroyed half the city, slain over a hundred Fire Giants, and devoured a noble-born Emir.
The name Soul-Eating Dragon began to spread.
It became a nightmare whispered in the dark, a terror that haunted Fire Giant dreams.
Yet few knew the Dragon’s true origin. Rumors swirled.
Some said he was a former Emperor from the Prime Material Plane.
Others claimed he was a son of Tiamat.
A few even whispered he was a hired ally of the Fire Dwarves.
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Scorched Plain, Bronze Fortress
“He still hasn’t arrived?”
“Don’t fear.”
“Be patient, everyone. Our guest has accepted the invitation.”
Inside the exquisite Bronze Palace, Fire Dwarves stood tense, their expressions solemn beyond measure.
The table was laden with fine wines and exquisite delicacies, golden jewels gleaming under the torchlight—clearly meant for a grand banquet.
Yet no one dared touch a bite.
The Imperial Officers and soldiers stood frozen, waiting.
“Excuse me.”
A smooth, resonant voice cut through the silence.
All heads turned toward the door.
There, at the entrance, stood Kai Xiusu—now in human form, his face serene, a polite smile upon his lips.
“Had to attend to some minor matters. Forgive me for keeping you waiting.”
“King Kai Xiusu, victory eternal!”
“Unbeatable!”
“The great Red Dragon who devours giants!”
The Imperial Officers and soldiers erupted into frenzied cheers, their voices shaking the very walls.
Shalin stepped forward, bowing deeply among the Fire Dwarves, his voice trembling with reverence:
“Your Majesty, congratulations on another glorious victory. The entire Burning Wastes have witnessed your might.”
Kai Xiusu gave a quiet nod of acknowledgment.
“Thank you for your generous invitation, Lord Shalin.”
“Your Majesty, please, we have prepared the finest wine and feast in honor of your arrival.”
Shalin bowed further, guiding the Dragon-king into the palace.
But in his eyes—deep within—burned an intensity never seen before.
This banquet…
It might decide the fate of the Bronze Fortress.
It could determine the survival of thousands of Fire Dwarves beneath his command.
(End of Chapter)
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