Ashen Dragon

Unlike Du Masong, who leans toward a neutral camp and holds a firm moral bottom line, Gush is a being of chaotic evil alignment, similar to abyssal demons, always acting recklessly without consideration of consequences.

Faced with the Empire's slaughter of the Orcs, such an evil god would undoubtedly stop at nothing, an eye for an eye, blood for blood!

Furthermore, Gush is a deity of great divine power. Even while restrained by the Prime Material Plane and descending as an avatar, such a being could still destroy a city with a mere wave of a hand!

If His Majesty Cassius does not intervene personally, Flying Dragon City is certain to fall, and the Imperial Army stationed here might face total annihilation!

Misha's guess was not wrong—Gush indeed intended to utterly destroy the city, showcasing his unparalleled might.

In the past, Gush would never dare act in such a manner. Not only would it drain his strength, but it would also provoke rejection from the Material Plane.

But now, the world is restless, disasters abound, and even the barriers of space are riddled with cracks. This is the most chaotic and turbulent age of epochal transition! It's also the opportunity for a god like Gush, who thrives on war, to rise!

At this moment, the gods of the Elves and the Dwarf Divine are largely held back by his abyssal allies. Finally, he could destroy Aivendel, shatter the barriers of the Blackstone Mountain Range, and remove all obstacles for the Orcs' march southward!

Gush extended his hand, drawing a massive iron torch from the void. He held it aloft high above his head.

With a sharp crack of air splitting, chaotic flames of red, black, and green blazed upon it.

At this moment, his spear was drenched in Elven blood, and the eternally burning torch reflected in his remaining eye.

"Foolish Imperial people, you bow to a pitiful worm, yet remain ignorant that you've enraged a true deity.

And this, shall bring you—destruction!"

Gush's expression was stern, his muscles bulging, veins protruding. He suddenly hurled his blood-drenched spear, its tip piercing through the torch, unleashing boundless flames that soared into the sky!

"Screeeech—"

The blood spear pierced the air, tore the heavens, and ascended tens of thousands of meters, empowered by the deity of the Orcs. It elongated and thickened, swelling into a massive spear over a hundred meters long within mere moments.

The colossal spear plummeted from the sky at breakneck speed, bringing a crimson hurricane, roaring flames, and the oppressive weight of divine power as heavy as a mountain.

Before the spear even reached Flying Dragon City, entire buildings in the city collapsed with a thunderous roar, killing hundreds of Imperial Soldiers instantly. One by one, bipedal wyverns screamed in agony as they plummeted to the ground.

Within the city, spellcasters attempted to flee, only to despairingly realize that under the influence of divine power, the entire space within a hundred-mile radius was in chaos, like a storm-ravaged sea, ready to tear them to shreds at the slightest misstep.

The city's Imperial officers and soldiers gazed up at the sky, terror and hopelessness etched on their faces. Such power was utterly beyond their ability to resist.

"Cassius above..."

"No! Is this the power of the Orc God? Are we... all going to die here?"

"Everyone, do not panic! The Emperor will surely appear! He will defeat that Orc deity!"

Some panicked and lost their composure, others despaired and awaited death. Yet many more clung to their faith in the Emperor to save them, while doing everything in their power to resist and survive.

"Quick! Follow my command! Activate the Third Level Protective Field!"

"Hurry and trigger the arrays within the city walls! Deploy the High-level Exorcism Wall!"

"Unfurl the Rainbow Magic Wall!"

"All Imperial Mages present—join me in constructing the High-level Orthluck Demon Exorcism Barrier!"

In the eyes of the Imperial People, the massive flame-tailed spear grew ever larger, almost touching the heavens and threatening to pierce the earth, ready to reduce the city to ruins.

The supposedly indestructible magic shields and barriers of the sky shattered effortlessly under the divine power, torn asunder as though they were paper.

Layer after layer of protection crumbled, and the despair in people's eyes grew deeper with each breath.

"Roar—"

At that moment, a thunderous dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth. The space above the city tore open, and from within the rift emerged a surge of flames—and an enormous dragon claw.

Instantly, a fervent light of hope and unwavering belief ignited in the people's eyes.