In an instant, nine blazing red beams intensified their penetration toward the earth's core.
The heavy chains of fire tensed at the formation's center, as if attempting to pierce through to the planet's heart.
The flaming scythe extended underground, making the surrounding earth tremble.
The white surface began to undulate, as if pushed by some force from below.
In a flash, the fire scythe suddenly exerted its power - the ground shuddered, mountains collapsed, and massive rocks fractured.
The vast white terrain stretching hundreds of miles began to disintegrate instantly, its surface seemingly peeled away.
The giant fire scythe churned underground, stabbing deep into the earth's core.
The ground appeared to completely invert, breaking into pieces.
The island's surface seemed to flip upside down, transforming into a sea of swirling dust.
Meanwhile, the mages in Endymion distantly sensed the intense power emanating from there.
On the first level of the City of Mages - the largest and most habitable tier of the city - many mages stood watching. This level's proximity to Endymion's exterior offered clear views of the floating islands outside.
In an extremely distant direction, a massive floating island suspended in the sky suddenly erupted with dazzling, enormous light.
Like a shocking giant sphere, it continuously expanded and flickered, its brightness rapidly increasing until the magical power surging from the island completely expanded, consuming the floating island entirely.
Only when the explosive flash faded and the magical sphere gradually weakened could these mages reopen their eyes to stare at the distant island.
Everyone witnessed this desolate yet shocking scene, with some unable to hold back their startled cries.
"Isn't... isn't that the Twilight Airspace?"
Mages usually avoided training there due to its dangers.
Yet now that place had exploded?
This explosion gave them all a very familiar feeling - like someone in the council who particularly enjoyed blowing things up wherever they went.
Who knows what powerful being had gone to Twilight Airspace and set off several explosions.
At this moment, Ryan clutched his dizzy head, his legs nearly giving out.
As the surroundings gradually returned to calm, he slowly raised his head to look ahead.
After this shocking spell ended, the scene around them changed once again.
The surrounding world seemed shattered, the white floating rocks appearing especially fragile under the black night sky, as tiny as specks of dust.
The ground was almost leveled by that tremendous magical power, with only one intact piece of earth remaining in the middle of the cloud layer.
All around were floating rocks that had broken apart.
At the center of that ground, an enormous crater had formed.
Through this floating island's heart, one could even see the surrounding cloud layers.
As for those magical creatures, they had completely vanished without a trace.
Under that terrifying magical attack powerful enough to flip the entire ground, they all lost control of their forms.
Completely destroyed, they transformed into chaotic, disordered energy drifting through this space.
This energy wasn't the normal magic that mages used - it was far too chaotic and disordered to be used normally.
The Chaos Dragon King lay on the crumbling floating rocks, barely managing to gather countless fragments beneath itself.
At this moment, its entire body was covered in scarlet scars left by magical power, and its form had shrunk considerably.
Five of its nine dragon heads were completely destroyed in that magical attack, leaving only four heads still swaying on their necks.
As for the remaining heads, they had long since transformed into chaotic magical power under that terrifying attack, scattered around the Chaos Dragon King.
Ryan's heart pounded like a heavy drum, with dull explosive sounds constantly reverberating.
He had never seen any mage beat the Chaos Dragon King into such a miserable state.
Now it was completely severely wounded.
But then again, hardly anyone came to this Twilight realm to face the Chaos Dragon King.
The Chaos Dragon King had always remained on this floating island, coexisting peacefully with the City of Mages.
Perhaps due to restrictions from birth, it had become an almost legendary existence like the Storm Dragon King of Rhea Canyon.
Few had seen their true forms.
Similarly, it was as if they waited for someone to specifically challenge them.
They could never leave their positions.
Ryan was also quite puzzled.
Why hadn't any scales fallen from the Chaos Dragon King's body after fighting for so long?
Normally, dragons would start dropping gold coins after taking hits like this.
Could it be that because the Chaos Dragon King was formed from magical power, it actually had no scales?
Thinking of this, Ryan's face reddened with anger.
That bastard Rachel - this thing didn't even have scales, yet he could still add a Chaos Dragon King scale to the blueprint?
Ryan felt he'd been completely fooled, though he had no proof.
But now, whether it had scales or not seemed unimportant.
Because the current Chaos Dragon King was already severely weakened.
By the looks of it, if Viktor struck once more...
This Dragon King would likely be killed.
Indeed, he had underestimated Viktor's power.
Who else could cast two war magic spells in such quick succession?
But the Chaos Dragon King naturally wouldn't submit without resistance.
Even while severely wounded, the Chaos Dragon King still roared thunderously, its eyes bulging with anger rising from its heart straight to its brain.
That enormous body began to contract violently.
The Chaos Dragon King's largest central head opened its massive maw, devouring all the dead magical creatures.
But it wasn't finished - its remaining heads and heavy body actually began to dissolve.
As if consuming itself, it absorbed all that chaotic energy into its belly.
Storm clouds and lightning slowly covered it, forming a dark sphere of light that gradually enveloped it completely.
BOOM—! The light sphere instantly shattered, thick and terrifying waves spreading from the center in all directions.
"This... this power!?"
Ryan stood dumbfounded - the Chaos Dragon King before him seemed to have undergone an enormous transformation.
Its body became slender, with only one sharp head slightly visible from the darkness.
Several massive claws lined both sides of its body, sharp talons gleaming with black light.
Flesh wings lifted its body into flight - at this moment, it existed within a hazy chaos.
One giant claw grabbed that ethereal chaos and yanked forcefully, gradually dispersing the black clouds.
Two enormous dragon eyes stared fixedly at Viktor, flowing with unusual anger.
Its level had also undergone a new change.
Level 60—
Unlike the Storm Dragon King's infinite revival.
The Chaos Dragon King's special trait was:
Evolution through leveling.
Forcefully strengthening itself by devouring chaotic energy.
The chaotic magical power flowing from dead magical creatures in the Twilight Airspace couldn't be used by anyone.
Only the Chaos Dragon King could devour it, as if it were bait naturally prepared for it.
Because it itself was the embodiment of chaotic energy.
Ryan hurriedly grabbed the floating recording cube beside him, aimed it at the giant dragon before him, and scanned it.
Then, he stared in disbelief at the information transmitted by the cube.
"S-s-sixth tier!!!"
This thing had grown to the sixth tier!
Ryan looked at the information displayed on the device, completely stunned.
If not flee now, then when?
Buzz buzz buzz—
In the dull echoes, the Chaos Dragon King took everything around into its massive maw.
The white floating rocks and surging energy rapidly gathered between its jaws, gradually condensing into a terrifying energy form.
A huge energy cannon gradually revealed its frightening outline in the Chaos Dragon King's mouth.
The surrounding space became chaotic and disordered under this terrible absorption.
Constantly bending and tearing, threads of void seeped through, and the clear air rapidly disappeared.
A unique scent that mixed all worldly things together drifted in that distorted air, sending chills down one's spine.
Ryan was already frantically fumbling, constantly pulling things from his overalls, trying to survive this crisis.
However, in his panic, he seemed to have forgotten.
The protagonist of this battle was Viktor.
"Indeed, two times wasn't enough."
As the words fell, Viktor raised one hand.
Under Ryan's bewildered gaze, that black scale appeared in his left hand out of thin air.
One end of the scale tilted toward the side holding the dagger.
"Then let's try this."
Magical power surged in his palm, climbing like vines along the scale, completely releasing its power.
Black colors flowed through the void, like ink spreading on rice paper, constantly expanding outward.
Behind Viktor, countless magical formations suddenly appeared.
Complex patterns reflected off his coat, with intricate runes printed in the center of each formation.
He closed his eyes, sensing the flow of this mysterious power, then after a moment of silence, opened them again.
"[Black justice pierces through confusion, burning will transforms into the scales judging good and evil]"
Ryan watched dumbfounded as Viktor took out that strange black scale.
When he saw Viktor raise the scale again, he was even more shocked.
"Wait, what are you doing!?"
The black scale broke free from Viktor's grasp and soared toward the heavens.
The giant scale body, polluted like ink, wandered in mid-air, and the originally clear sky seemed torn into chaos.
Then, the Chaos Dragon King's attack followed.
A violent storm carrying black and white tremendous power swept down from the sky, directly toward Viktor.
But at this moment, the scale floating in mid-air suddenly lit up with shocking radiance.
It resisted that terrifying magical power with its own strength.
The chaotic magical power transformed into countless brilliant streams of light, shooting in all directions.
The surrounding rock fragments were heavily damaged, and even space was torn with cracks.
At this time, the scale gradually began tilting toward the pan without the dagger.
As if pressed by an invisible force, finally, the other end of the scale was heavily pressed down.
"[The chaotic world is corrupted by pollution, the blood-scorning demon shall perish in this judgment]"
As soon as the words fell, a huge magical formation instantly bloomed from the bottom of the scale, constantly extending toward the ground.
A figure gradually stood up within the formation.
Behind her extended a pair of pitch-black wings.
Clad entirely in profound black armor, a half-helmet hid her eyes in shadow.
Mysterious patterns danced on the helmet, seeming to carry ancient power.
Beneath her closed eyes, her lips maintained a determined curve.
With only half her face visible, one could already sense that otherworldly beauty.
She constantly emanated a chaotic and pitch-black aura, her limbs covered in profound black patterns.
Ryan's eyes took in that dark mysterious being, like rolling black flames, flickering, inspiring imagination.
The heavy aura permeated with profanation and obsession toward the mundane world, constantly invading his mind.
His marrow felt as if pierced by steel needles, and even his skin seemed to experience alternating burning and dampness.
And that goddess floating in the air, holding a dagger, maintained an unchanged calm expression.
In an instant, a black shadow flashed in her hand, the dagger gradually expanding into a pitch-black blade.
And her other hand steadily supported that black scale.
"[The goddess of justice who purifies filth brings destruction and hatred to insignificant beings]"
In Viktor's serene and mysterious chanting.
She gazed at the giant dragon before her, helmet covering her face.
As if making the final judgment.
[Divine Scale - Astraea's Divine Judgment]
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