The Ember Dragon Chapter 535: The Dragon's Arrival - Novel Cool

Chapter 535: The Dragon's Arrival

A blazing white Flame Column shot straight into the chest of the Balor Fire Demon, detonating instantly in midair with a thunderous explosion. The searing Pressure Wave scorched sky and earth alike, and the high-heat aftermath expanded rapidly across the entire wasteland.

Misha spread her Dragon Wings behind her. Crimson scales bloomed across her forehead and cheeks, her body wreathed in fire and thick smoke. The flame light in her golden eyes burned even brighter.

—This was the "Dragonfire Maiden," drawing power from the Emperor of the Ashen Flame!

"Boom!"

The toxic, superheated Flame Column distorted the air around it, churning up a storm of fiery clouds—but it failed to kill the Balor Fire Demon.

Black-red flames surged across its body, and countless wandering spirits shrieked in a frenzy, swirling around it to form a Dissolving Abyssal Shield.

"Roar—!" The Balor Fire Demon let out a deafening, soul-shattering bellow, wings flared wide, its roar shaking the very core of every being present.

That was a Blasphemous Utterance!

"Damned!"

"Profane! This is blasphemy!"

The Empire Mages maintaining the Stasis Spell Array clutched their heads in agony, their concentration shattered. They couldn’t hold the Rune Array.

Lanpu gripped his Scepter tightly and bellowed, "Beware! I can't control him anymore!"

"Boom!"

Lightning rained from the sky, repelling the circling Blue Dragons and Silver Dragons that had been waiting to strike. A black-red Flame Column erupted into the heavens.

"Is this the best you mortals can do?

You dare try to kill me?"

"Slap!"

From the demon’s eyes, Abyssal Flames erupted violently. It spread its limbs wide, flapped its wings, and tore free from the Heavy Chains binding it.

But Misha did not back down. Fire roared from her golden eyes—raging, devouring flames. Her Dragonization Level surged to terrifying heights. Her slender fingers twisted into sharp claws. Fangs sprouted from her mouth. Her cheeks and neck were now covered in golden-red Dragon Scales.

Linked to Kai Xiusu’s strength, her blood had been replaced by molten Dragon Blood.

At this moment, she was no longer human—only a Red Dragon wearing a human skin.

Hatred burned in her eyes. She spread her hands wide, unleashing an even more terrifying Dragon Flame, and screamed:

"Leo Bosk!"

"Boom!"

The scorching Dragon Flame clashed with the chaotic black fire in a cataclysmic explosion, sending shockwaves through the sky and billowing thick smoke.

Leo—no, the Balor Fire Demon—swung his Storm Greatsword, his face twisted in surprise.

"Who are you? How do you know my status?"

He searched his memories, but could not recall ever crossing paths with such a powerful Oath Sorcerer in his mortal days.

"Five years," Misha snarled, a cruel smile spreading across her lips. "Five years… I’ve wanted nothing but to kill you. The butcher of innocents. The so-called Duke Leo!"

Enraged, she flared her Dragon Wings and effortlessly dodged a thunderbolt strike. Her crimson hair whipped wildly behind her.

Hundreds of Spiritual Body Chains shot up from the ground, lashing toward the demon’s massive form.

Then Misha gathered all her fire, conjuring dozens of high-density Fireballs high above her head, a hundred meters in the air.

With a flick of her finger, she directed them—each one plummeting from the sky like falling meteors.

Meteor Storm!

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Balor Fire Demon fought desperately against the chains, flapping its meaty wings to dodge in wild aerial maneuvers.

But the meteors rained down from above, exploding with terrifying force, leaving no escape.

Yet the demon unleashed a Spell-like Ability—Abyssal Chaos Mist enveloped his body, erasing all spell effects.

High-Level Dispel Spell!

The Balor Fire Demon narrowed his eyes at the dragon maiden, a faint smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. Contempt dripped from his voice.

"Five years ago… you’re just a descendant of those scum. No wonder I don’t remember."

He swung his Flame Whip with a cruel laugh, the sound like thunder.

"In my mortal life, my greatest regret was not slaughtering every ungrateful, thankless wretch like you!"

"Snap!"

The whip, blazing with Chaos fire, twisted through the air, creating distortions and rifts—like a monstrous Abyss serpent lunging at Misha.

"You’re asking for death!"

Misha roared. Fire surged around her, tearing open a burning rift in space.

When the whip struck, she had already vanished—teleported nearly a hundred meters away via fire-jump.

Far away, Lanpu raised his Staff high. Instantly, Haste, Iron Bones, and Protection from Energy Damage surged onto Misha.

Misha clenched her hands together, pointing once more at the Balor Fire Demon. The white-hot Flame Column erupted again, engulfing the demon in a searing inferno.

"Aaaah—!"

The sky burned with Dragon Flame. Thick, churning gunsmoke choked the sun, revealing only the demon’s twisted, agonized silhouette.

Solar Flame Burst!

Meanwhile, the Silver Dragon, Blue Dragon, Ogres, and Empire Mages unleashed their spells—lightning, frost, fire—all converging on the demon’s location.

But in an instant, Fengyun shifted. A torrent of Abyssal Power erupted from the Balor Fire Demon’s body, forming a swirling black vortex that devoured every incoming spell.

The demon stood unshaken in the smoke, slowly flapping its wings. A deep, mocking laugh echoed across the wasteland.

"Mortal entities… you’ll never understand the greatness of the Abyss. You don’t comprehend me—Leo Bosk, the Supreme Representative of Jelrazaks, the Lord of the Abyss!

Hah! I am the beacon of the great one in the Material Plane. If He wills it, I shall be immortal forever. No force can destroy me!"

He spread his arms wide. Black Chaos Mist swirled around him, and behind him, a phantom image of a demon stretched hundreds of meters into the sky.

The phantom was emaciated, but its eyes—clouded yet glowing with an unnatural light—sent shivers down every spine. It even smirked, revealing a grotesque, unnatural smile.

That was the Abyssal Lord—the true master behind this invasion. The Revenant Demon, Jelrazaks!

The wind howled. All energy in the area surged toward the Balor Fire Demon—more precisely, toward the phantom image. It was being transformed into pure Chaos, an overwhelming Abyssal Energy.

Space itself began to tear open. Jagged cracks split the sky, black smoke pouring out, fraying the connection between the Material Plane and reality.

This demon sought to drag this land into the Abyss!

"Destruction! Tremble!"

"Fall into the Abyss!"

The millions of demons across the wasteland screamed in frenzy, howling in celebration of this terrifying spectacle.

Lanpu cried out in panic, "Hurry! Stop him! That demon is summoning the Revenant Demon! He’ll tear Anzeta from the Prime Material Plane!"

"Yes!" Misha gritted her teeth, closing her eyes. She whispered an ancient, elongated Dragon Tongue chant, searching for the deep bond with the Red Dragon Emperor.

Behind her, a colossal Dragon Shadow emerged.

Space cracked violently from the furious flame tongues. The air was torn apart, forming vast fire rifts.

Cross-Dimensional Breath!

"Roar—!"

A long, echoing Dragon Roar erupted. A wave of scorching Thermal Surge exploded outward, spreading across hundreds of kilometers.

Every being—human, Tiefling, Great Goblin, even the mad demons—felt a spiritual tremor, a primal fear of a higher existence.

Even the once-crazed Balor Fire Demon trembled uncontrollably.

"He… he’s coming."

"Indeed. That aura… it’s Kai Xiusu!"

Leo stared at the widening fire rifts in the sky. Fear, tension, euphoria, hatred—all warring within him. His expression twisted with emotion.

He had boasted of revenge, but now, faced with the real nightmare, the demon born from mortality trembled with panic.

The rift grew larger.

First, a massive, dignified dragon head emerged slowly. Then a long, powerful neck. Next came wings so broad they cast a shadow over the entire wasteland.

All life looked up in awe at the forty-meter-long Red Dragon soaring above them.

He was the master of this land. The sole Emperor of Anzeta Great Wasteland—the legendary Dragon of Ember, Kai Xiusu!

"Kai Xiusu above!"

"His Majesty!"

"Is this… really King Kai Xiusu?"

"The Dragon Lord’s Descent! He will destroy every enemy standing before the Empire!"

The Empire’s followers erupted in frenzy, their devotion absolute. They stared upward, as if gazing upon a divine being.

For years, the thought had been ingrained: whenever this colossal dragon appeared above the battlefield, war would end, and the Empire would rise with the dawn.

This time would be no different.

Players roared with excitement, chanting words that bordered on sacrilege.

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Dragon has descended—fire is coming!"

"Steady, Brother Kai’s here—another cutscene’s about to play. This time, the barbecue will be epic!"

"I’m gonna touch King Kai Xiusu’s tail tooth!"

The Deep Abyss Demons, however, were filled with vile hatred and fear.

Even the most mindless, timid demons—or the most reckless Bullmen—could sense the sheer, overwhelming power of this dragon.

"Abyss…"

"Could this… be our enemy?"

In the Abyss, strength was everything. Nothing else mattered.

Yet on this Red Dragon, they sensed a more terrifying aura than even the Abyssal Lord—a far higher rank, a more terrifying presence.

"Another Balor Fire Demon? This is the second I’ve killed."

Kai Xiusu spoke casually, as if dispatching livestock, not a powerful demon.

The Balor Fire Demon trembled with fear, but forced a smirk.

"Kai Xiusu, don’t celebrate too soon! My revenge isn’t over yet!"

"Jelrazaks, my master, stands behind me! He will protect me! I’ll repay you tenfold for what you did! I’ll destroy your empire… kill your—"

He was cut off.

"Ah… Leo Bosk, Duke. Former ruler of the Northern Regions. My old friend. How lovely to see you again."

Kai Xiusu grinned, his golden eyes locking onto the demon and its phantom image. Contempt dripped from his voice.

The Red Dragon above flapped its wings, unleashing a scorching gale. Then, slowly, it opened its bloody maw—its throat glowing brighter than the sun, painting the sky red.

This was Kai Xiusu’s gift—his "welcome back."

Then, incandescent white flame erupted from its mouth—racing toward the Balor Fire Demon, consuming it instantly.

Ultimate Flame Breath!

"Come, witness the depth of my strength. Witness my revenge-fire!"

The Balor Fire Demon roared in desperation, pouring every ounce of his vengeance into a dark Abyssal smoke screen.

"Boom!"

The Abyssal energy clashed with the Dragon Flame in a violent, spiraling feedback of magic. The explosion was monstrous.

But this time—it was the Red Dragon’s breath.

Its power far exceeded the demon’s wildest expectations. The Dragon Flame carried not only the essence of Fire Element Law, but also the Essence of Annihilation.

The Flame Column pierced through the Abyssal smoke. The intense heat warped space itself, scattering the smoke and driving straight toward the Balor Fire Demon.

"Boom—"

The demon was once again engulfed in blinding flames. But this time, his fiery body could not withstand the breath.

"No— Jelrazaks, my master will—"

His cry died mid-sentence.

The horned head, thick chest, massive arms—his entire upper body was reduced to ash.

The Balor Fire Demon had fire immunity. But Kai Xiusu’s breath was not just fire—it was higher-tier. Even the Fire Giants, rulers of the Elemental Plane of Fire, could not withstand it.

Had it ended?

Everyone’s hearts paused.

Yes. In the face of such absolute, unstoppable destruction, even a Balor Fire Demon could only meet oblivion. Was there truly no other outcome?

Yet the Revenant Demon’s phantom image in the sky remained—its deep, glowing eyes fixed on Kai Xiusu, a twisted smile lingering.

Kai Xiusu met its gaze without flinching. In his pale gold vertical pupils, a flicker of sarcasm danced.

"Jelrazaks. As the Abyssal Lord, is this all you have? Transforming a laughable mortal noble into a demon, filling him with revenge and soul-fire… You call him a Revenant Demon? More like a Trickster Demon."

Kai Xiusu snapped his wings, lifting his colossal body a hundred meters into the air.

"Still… you, vile and despicable being, must have another trick up your sleeve."

Sure enough, thick Abyssal fog surged toward the Balor Fire Demon’s shattered remains, filling the gaps—head to neck, arm to torso.

Step by step, the demon’s monstrous form reassembled.

The Balor Fire Demon had reborn intact.

Everyone gasped in shock. Even Kai Xiusu narrowed his eyes.

"Ah… I see. I wonder what else you’ve got."

(End of Chapter)

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