"Whoosh—"
Cassius soared into the sky in an instant, flames pouring endlessly from his throat, Chaos Flame, Flame of Order, Fire Element Origin, divine power of various gods... the mottled strength once again intertwined.
They clashed, intertwined, reacted, ultimately creating an extremely terrifying law fluctuation, as if countless miniature universes were constantly being born and extinguished within the breath.
In order to kill this powerful embodiment of divine power, Cassius had already given it his all.
His blood vessels were illuminated by the intense flames, the light even pierced through his exterior, casting a layer of faint, indistinct golden light on the Red Dragon's surface.
"Damn reptile..."
Gush could also feel the terrifying might of that breath, sensing vaguely—that chaotic and orderly combined power could actually devour divine power!
The Orc swung the Battle Axe, trying to cleave space to swiftly dodge.
