Ashen Dragon

"Citizens of Hell, destroy them, drive these filthy madmen back to the Abyss!" Cassius's roar reverberated across the battlefield.

Under the command of the Red Dragon, both players from the Material Plane and devil soldiers native to Hell charged onto the battlefield with high spirits, pursuing those demons.

At this moment, it seemed as if the Red Dragon in the sky was the true Hell Lord, commanding the armies of Aphernas.

Seeing the devils' response and the Red Dragon's commanding presence, Piere's face grew increasingly somber, unable to conceal the anger in his eyes, and his mood became heavier.

That greedy Red Dragon, damn Ashen Empire's Emperor—he's speaking my words!

"Ignore everything else, fire at full strength! Kill all these demons, glory to the Mechanical God Cult!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The Bipedal Wyverns soared through the sky, bombs and missiles raining down on the demon group, causing deafening explosions that charred countless demons.

The Sky Flying Airships also flew at full speed, beams of light sweeping over the battlefield, leaving no grass alive, demons wiped out, even the ground was left with deep gashes.

The steam tanks raced across the land, recklessly charging into the demon group, crushing many demons into a bloody pulp.

"We haven't lost yet! For the great Koschech! For the supreme Will of the Abyss!" A Frost Shaman raised his Scepter high, summoning a storm of ice and snow, sweeping towards the players.

The Tanari Frost Giants' eyes turned red, faces fierce, and they roared discordantly, swinging giant clubs and spears wildly, rushing towards the players with biting cold wind.

But at this moment, a terrifying blood-red figure appeared in the air, tall in stature, bat wings growing from its back, holding a steel fork, surrounded by Hellfire.

This was the Deep Prison Demon Refiner, the nominal Lord of Aphernas, Baal!

"That's..." The Frost Shaman showed fear, almost without hesitation turned to flee, shouting, "Damn, it's Baal, fellow tribesmen, run!"

Baal snarled through clenched teeth, "Koschech is dead, and the same goes for you! Under Hell's wrath, you abyssal bastards will be burned to ashes!"

If not for Koschech, how would he hand over Hell's Authority!

If not for that damn Demon Lord, how would Ashen Empire's Emperor steal his thunder in his own domain!

Deep Prison Demon Refiner's eyes emitted fury, even the steel fork was entwined with blazing flames, as if wanting to vent all his anger on these "Koschech remnants".

"Swoosh——"

Baal waved his wings, instantly arriving behind the Frost Shaman, his steel fork swung in the air, chopping off his head, filthy and cold blood spurted from the neck of the headless corpse.

The Frost Giant's head rolled on the ground, still retaining a look of terror and despair.

The Frost Shaman was dead, the cold wind suddenly dissipated, the Tanari Frost Giants roared furiously, rushing towards Baal in a final counterattack.

But reality can be especially cruel, Baal's eyes emitted raging Hellfire, instantly burning the approaching Tanari Frost Giants to ashes.

"You ignorant fools, I am the Hell Lord, the supreme ruler of Aphernas! I will drive all you bastards back to the Abyss!"

"Not you!"

One of the Frost Giants wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed to the giant dragon in the distant sky, laughed madly, and shouted, "It was that dragon who defeated us, he is our opponent? He is the Dragon of Hell! He is the Frost Giant's Foe!"

"What are you? You are just a cowardly devil, a pathetic worm clinging to the strong, the most despised among us giants is——"

"Pfft——"

The Frost Giant hadn't finished speaking when the wrathful Baal rushed up, the sound of flesh being torn erupted, Baal lifted his steel fork and stabbed it fiercely into the Frost Giant's abdomen, ripping him open, a mass of filthy innards spilling out.

Soon after, hundreds of high-ranking devils under the command of a Deep Prison Demon Refining Corps Commander gathered around Baal.

The devil corps commander lowered his head respectfully, "Lord Baal!"

Baal's eyes were playful with a harsh tone, "Ha ha, you finally arrived, I thought ... my orders weren't effective anymore."

"Of course not, we all know that you are the true Master of Avernus." The commander broke out in a cold sweat, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

He smiled fawningly, continued saying, "How should we deal with these Frost Giants? Their demonization level is not high, maybe they can be our allies..."

Baal looked with disgust at the body of the Frost Giant earlier, waved his hand, and said coldly without hesitation, "Kill them all, leave no survivors."

"Yes, Lord Baal."

The devils responded in unison, under the command of the corps commander, the devils formed a close battle formation, encircling the remaining Tanari Frost Giants, their eyes revealing undisguised killing intent.

"Kill them all!!"

"Damn devils! Break through the encirclement!" The Frost Giants roared.

A feast of slaughter began.

And Baal remembered the words left by that Frost Giant, his mood growing increasingly uneasy.

"Dragon of Hell..." Baal murmured in a voice only he could hear.

He looked towards the sky in the distance, gazing at the majestic Dragon of Hell, his eyebrows knitted, his eyes showing deep apprehension.