This doomsday catastrophe, which enveloped the entire Valyria Peninsula, tore the land around the large island into countless smaller islands due to earthquakes and plate tectonics. These islands were covered in thick smoke and fire, surrounded by ash and sea.
Countless landmasses sank into magma and flames, and cities were swallowed by this all-destroying catastrophe, transforming from prosperous civilizations into shattered ruins.
Tens and hundreds of thousands of Valyrian citizens, commoners, and slaves perished one after another in this tragic doomsday scene. The living had nowhere to hide and could only stand in place, praying for the gods' mercy and compassion.
And those souls who had died were still in the sea of fire. Unbelievable pain and resentment kept them lingering in purgatory, and their worry for their blood relatives made them howl like banshees.
But the earth continued to shake and crack, and countless people were swallowed by the earth's fissures, then melted into ash by the magma spewing from deep underground.
Everything melted, steel turned to water, and even the sea around the Valyria Peninsula was filled with rolling heat waves.
Even Red Priestess Nalia and members of the Faceless Men cult, sitting on ships far from the Valyria Peninsula, could clearly see bright red currents shooting up from the seabed, stirring and churning in the seawater.
Countless sea fish and beasts were directly evaporated by the rolling red currents from the seabed, and corpses of sea fish and beasts continuously floated to the surface of the sea.
Their pale bellies and lifeless eyes stared at the sky, as if glaring at the gods above, accusing them of why they had brought down this unwarranted doomsday disaster.
In the nearshore waters, the entire sea surface became as turbulent as boiling water, and rolling steam spread across the sea, like being enveloped in a thick white mist.
Even the most fanatical members of the Faceless Men cult were silent at this moment, even though this divine power was personally unleashed by the seeds they had sown.
But facing such an unimaginable scene firsthand still left them deeply shocked.
Witnessing the world being destroyed before their eyes, these people were completely awestruck.
The glass candle held in Red Priestess Nalia's hand, a magical item representing magic, burned fiercely at this moment, emitting its last glow.
She held the glass candle in her left hand and her right hand on the necklace around her slender neck, pressing the large ruby to her red lips, muttering prayers to Lord of light Rhllor.
"The God who bestows light and heat upon all beings, the Lord of light who brings beauty and love, will also bring doomsday punishment to the irreverent…"
The Red Priests behind her also kissed their ring emblems, offering their faith to the Lord of light, the God of Fire, Rhllor.
But above the sky, a tremendous roar erupted, as if the entire world was shattering and breaking apart. Violent tremors spread across the entire sky, as if the entire firmament was shaking.
In everyone's vision, it was as if the sky was about to collapse.
Amidst the layers of black clouds and gray mist, above the layers of flames and magma, a huge opening suddenly tore open.
From within that opening, a pair of claws stretched out, prying open the constantly closing gap, and a head emerged.
"Oh my god, what is that!"
"That is…"
The Queen and the priests looked at the creature above the dome, crying out in surprise. The Faceless Men also pulled back their hoods, their lips trembling as they spoke.
Meanwhile, the Imperial legionnaires, who had been silently praying for their souls to return to the temple, suddenly cheered at this moment. They ignored the surrounding flames and magma and spontaneously knelt towards the face in the sky.
"The great Emperor, the supreme Lord, Holy Kalon Kogmora, has descended!"
The spellcasters saw the head emerging from the sky's rift, and at this moment, their courage doubled. They roared the Emperor's name, pouring out all their magic power, instantly expanding and pushing open the entire magic barrier.
Rosani also roared, his excited roar echoing throughout the Valyria Archipelago, startling countless magical dragons into roaring.
"Is this the master behind those demons, the supreme Emperor of the Empire?"
The nobles who had submitted to the outsiders, the Targaryen Family, the Orion Family, and the Baelorris Family, their members and magical dragons were sheltered within the legion's magic barrier.
They merely revered the outsiders' power but still prided themselves on their Dragon King power.
But at this moment, they finally saw the mastermind behind it all, an existence that even the demon warriors, who were incredibly powerful in the eyes of the nobles, had to serve wholeheartedly.
Everyone almost held their breath, fearing that a slightly heavy breath would disturb the Dragon Emperor above the sky.
Those six thick, winding horns, like towering pillars supporting the sky, were far more majestic and beautiful than any magical dragon in the world.
Even Baelorion, the most powerful magical dragon in the Dragon King Family, who once grew to three hundred and fifty meters, was just a beast in front of the Emperor, who shone like the sun.
These nobles, and their tamed false dragons, at this moment, knelt on the ground. They offered their submission to the noble, majestic, and wild Dragon in the sky.
Kalon Kogmora cast his gaze, more brilliant than the sun, and saw the precarious situation. Although he wanted to emerge from the world's rift, a Plane channel across an infinite distance, it was difficult to do so.
The world was autonomously closing this channel, and although it was opened through magic, he sensed the aura of a deity within the drastic changes.
At this moment, he was bearing immense pressure, because he was enduring the pressure of the entire space. If he tried to force his way through this channel, his fate might be to be cut in half.
Kalon's thick upper limbs propped open the channel, but all five hundred-plus dragon bones throughout his body were simultaneously bearing immense pressure, and the channel was still constantly squeezing, trying to push this Dragon, who did not belong to this world, out.
Crack, crack,
The world's rift made a sound. The space above the sky was constantly squeezing the Ancestral Red Dragon's body in this fierce confrontation, and the Ancestral Red Dragon's bones also continuously emitted dull thuds.
Even dragon bones, which were stronger than fine iron, could not withstand such terrifying pressure.
At this moment, Kalon finally couldn't help but unleash the restraints on his power, no longer caring whether he was perceived by others. His psychic defense also dissipated at this moment, transforming into all his concentrated power.
"Roar…"
The Dragon above the sky let out its first roar since its arrival. The sound dispersed the gray clouds and thick fog in the sky, revealing the moon on the horizon.
Under the moonlight, the scales on this Ancestral Red Dragon's body glowed with flames and light. The steel-forged and carved scales and muscles expanded section by section, and its claws suddenly tore open the world's rift at this moment, allowing the Ancestral Red Dragon's chest, abdomen, and wings to squeeze through.
Thus, Kalon Kogmora, the unique Dragon, at this moment, spread his massive, sky-obscuring Wings of Flame. Traces of ash and steel patterns lit up on the Wings of Flame, flowing with intense magical light.
He looked down at the shattered land and let out a Dragon Language sound like a divine decree.
"I am the supreme of fire, I am the monarch of the earth, I am the tyrant of magic,"
"Fire, earth, metal, and magic, all obey my command,"
The layered, undulating Dragon Language echoed between heaven and earth. It was not a magic spell, nor a prayer from a believer; it was the decree of the Supreme One.
Rumble, mountains collapsed, the sky trembled. The Ancestral Red Dragon's majesty and aura fully bloomed when its power was unleashed. The terrifying fluctuations from above the sky rolled like an inverted tide from the heavens, submerging the mortal world.
But the starry river above did not pour down; instead, the sea of fire on the ground rolled back.
The cracked Fourteen Fire Peaks, the First Fire Peak, the Second Fire Peak, the Third Fire Peak, one after another, their volcanic vents erupted again. Countless spewing magma and flames shot straight into the sky, like an inverted sea of fire.
The surging sea of fire, encouraged and boiling under the will of the Supreme Monarch, formed fire whirlwinds tens to hundreds of meters thick, rising from the ground vents, impacting the dome above, and then connecting the Ancestral Red Dragon's sky-covering wings to the earth.
Endless power of fire and magma was absorbed by Ancestral Red Dragon Kalon Kogmora, causing the flames beneath the Ancestral Red Dragon's scales to surge fiercely, erupting with the wind.
Boom,
Inch by inch, the flames surged, forming an elementalized Ancient Dragon body of fire.
This elementalized body was absorbing power without restraint, constantly growing: thirty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters.
The Ancestral Red Dragon's twenty-meter-long body within this fire-elemental body was like a blazing fireball, like the sun descending to the human world.
The golden light bursting from its dark-golden pupils dyed the sun at the center with a layer of golden light, while the outer fire-elemental body was the fiery tongues and solar flares swirling around the sun, shining brilliantly.
With the Ancestral Red Dragon's full release, the flames of the shattered islands also became docile. The raging fires and magma in more than half of the Valyria city lost their violent and destructive power.
The flames were drawn out, the magma dried up, and the fatal danger was removed.
"The Emperor's favor is a commendation for our loyalty," Sahar raised his weapon and cheered loudly.
"Loyalty and favor!" the legion warriors shouted, raising their weapons.
Rosani also descended from the sky, landing on the ground to rest with the many spellcasters.
The subjugated nobles, as well as the escaped commoners and slaves, remained kneeling on the ground, loudly praising the Dragon God in the sky for bestowing merciful miracles upon the living beings on earth.
"This is the supreme Dragon God's forgiveness and mercy, bestowed upon his faithful children,"
The members of the three Dragon King Familys who had surrendered first had now become fervent missionaries, leading the people to kneel and worship the mighty God in the sky.
More than a dozen demonic dragons also prostrated themselves at this moment, their massive wings spread flat, their monstrous heads bowed low, their hindquarters and tails raised, roaring towards the sky.
Roar!
The roars of the false dragons came from all directions, and the flames and lava subsided in this land where miracles had descended, giving these surviving demonic dragons hope of escape.
One by one, the false dragons, either on their own accord or driven by the knights on their backs, flew to the Valyria Peninsula city area, then landed on the outskirts, quietly entering it, and following the example of other people and demonic dragons, offered their worship in exchange for a chance at survival and favor.
"Is this the Lord of light and God of Fire, Rhllor, the God of Dragons, descending?" the Red Priestess Nalia, could not control herself at this moment, exclaiming in shock.
Rhllor, the Lord of light, was sometimes referred to as the God of Dragons by the Dragon Kings, which was why Queen Nalia was so astonished; even the priests who occasionally witnessed the Lord of light Rhllor display his miracles could not truly know the Lord of light's true form.
"No," a Red Priest, Sakaruo, tore off the necklace from his neck at this moment and threw the badge with the mark of the flaming heart into the sea.
Then he looked at the Dragon in the sky and said, "This is the true Lord of light and Lord of Fire, the supreme Dragon God; the false god Rhllor only hides behind the scenes, manipulating the world through his tools."
"If a pawn cannot achieve his purpose, he will bring down punishment, even if it means destroying all living beings; he is the demon god, drawing blood and life, portraying light and beauty, at the cost of innocent souls."
"Are you mad? How dare you slander the faith of the true God!" another Red Priest stood up and shouted angrily, "Slandering the faith of the Lord of light, you will be punished, and your soul will never find peace!"
As soon as the Red Priest finished speaking, a layer of crimson flames ignited on Sakaruo's body; these were certain abilities of healing and blessing bestowed upon the priests and worshipers of the Light Lord, now burning and enraged.
Sakaruo's Red Robe did not catch fire, but his hair was ignited by the crimson flames; the crimson flames caused him immense pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it silently.
"See? This is the price of slandering the true God," the Red Priest next to him sneered.
Pfft!
Sakaruo gritted his teeth, a dagger slid from his wide robe, and he stepped forward, thrusting it directly into the chest of the sneering Red Priest; hot blood gushed out with the dagger.
The Red Priest's hot blood splattered onto the crimson flames, causing the flames on Sakaruo's body to surge, burning the suffering apostate until he knelt on the ground, rolling around in agony.
But Sakaruo did not give in; he shouted amidst the fiercely burning blood flames: "The supreme Dragon God, the True God of Light and Fire, will surely devour the false god Rhllor, and Rhllor's name will be embedded in the Dragon God's long and esteemed title."
"He is the sun in the sky, the True God of Light; he is the true Sun God—Ra—."
Sakaruo's belief and will were so firm at this moment that this apostate actually sensed the source of psionic energy within the Dragon God in the sky.
Sakaruo leaped up from the crimson flames at this moment; he knelt on the ground, praying loudly, offering his soul and faith, and thus received the spontaneous feedback from the source of psionic energy.
Layers of warm light covered Sakaruo's head, extinguishing all the crimson flames one by one; then he stood up, raised his dagger, and said, "I, Sakaruo, am the Dragon God's first believer in this world; you should revere me."
The Ancestral Red Dragon in the sky did not notice the tiny being in the distance; he was the source of psionic energy, and the feedback from the psionic energy within him could not affect him unless he meticulously examined it.
He was only fully resisting the increasingly heavy pressure; the more powerful the force he used, the stronger the pressure exerted on him by the entire space became.
If this continued, it would probably no longer be this space resisting, but the entire world that would crush his existence.
Although Kalon's current power was enough to boast over most True Dragons, he could not single-handedly resist an entire world.
Moreover, there were also the Plane gods in this world subtly influencing things.
These gods, in order to drive away these outsiders, even went so far as to destroy entire civilizations, plunging the entire continent into a state of magical desolation, in exchange for their exclusive enjoyment of the world.
However, if Kalon were in their shoes, he might do even more extreme things than these gods.
However, in Kalon's view, the Dragon's double standards were a prominent advantage.
He could only seize this remaining time to provide Rosani and the empire's loyal legions with an added assurance.
So he roared, head held high; the lava and fire dragon pillars on the ground surged up again, and his elemental incarnation body recklessly swelled, growing destructively, expanding at any cost.
One hundred fifty meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters; endless flames were absorbed by the Ancestral Red Dragon from the ground, sweeping across the high sky along the scorching air currents, with pillars of fire like sky-reaching divine pillars, supporting the heavens and earth.
Finally, Kalon's colossal body stopped at four hundred meters, which was the maximum extent he could control; even a little more, his elemental incarnation body would immediately collapse and explode in the sky.
Kalon's dark golden pupils glowed, and the Iron Scar and Ash Scar representing earth and metal on his flaming wings surged with powerful magic at this moment.
"Earth Inversion,"
He looked down and said softly.
The land trembled, the sunken city was filled by surging earth, and the raised land cracked.
"Mud to Stone,"
Countless scattered soils, liquid solutions burned by flames, and cooled lava that had lost its temperature, rapidly solidified at this moment, forming flat surfaces.
"Earth to Steel, Kingdom Rise!"
Rumble!
The entire Valyria Peninsula city, under the influence of the Dragon in the sky wantonly drawing power from the world, rose from the shattered island like a floating sea.
Mud turned into stone, stone condensed into steel, forming colossal pillars that lifted the entire Valyria Peninsula city from the ground, slowly ascending into the air.
One meter, five meters, ten meters, twenty meters,
It was the earth trembling, and all living beings trembling.
The city was lifted by hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of steel and stone pillars from the surrounding sea of fire and purgatory, finally stopping at a low altitude of twenty meters.
This was also the limit of the Ancestral Red Dragon's remaining power.
Upon completing this, the Red Dragon in the sky could no longer withstand the heavy pressure of the world, and his rapidly dissipating colossal elemental body propped up the last passage, allowing the Red Dragon's head to disappear from this world.
"Survive, raise our royal banner in this world, and I will find you again!"
The Emperor's voice echoed in everyone's ears.
But they were not disheartened at this moment, for they had received the Emperor's promise.
They cheered, bidding farewell to the Emperor.
And Rosani watched the treasure the Emperor cast down from the high sky.
It was a blood-stained scale, radiating a dazzling spiritual light.
It was also the only, singular irregular singularity on every True Dragon's body, the distorted convergence point—the inverse scale.
"Roar!"
Rosani spread his wings and ascended; his claws scraped across his head, forcibly tearing off the scale from his forehead, then pressing the Ancestral Red Dragon's inverse scale onto his forehead, between his Dragon horns.
The dazzling spiritual light also merged into the Black Dragon's body at this time.
Rosani circled in the sky, stretched his body, and then landed at the edge of the city.
The scale on his forehead resonated with his innate magical power; the earth and soil rolled, rising in continuous streams, engulfing, replicating, and displaying the Black Dragon's body.
Rosani, at this moment, shaped his elemental true body from the earth; endless soil was absorbed by him, forming a colossal Black Dragon mud statue, with hind legs supporting the ground and forelegs holding up.
His massive wings spread, as if to encompass the entire city within his embrace.
Twenty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters.
Growing day and night, without ceasing, until the end of days, until magic became desolate.