Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 286 The End
Julian, or the devil who goes by the name Julian, has finally met his end.

The enraged elemental lord, in accordance with the summoner's contract, took away the "demon." Having its soul bound by an existence of such a level, it is likely destined for eternal torment.

"Summoning the God of Fire? That's quite an exaggeration."

Rean knew the meaning of "Surtr (flame)"—his ELDER (fire) was the furnace fire, while Dania's flame was originally "Surtr's fire (fire of the fire god)".

When the "King" and the "Fire of the God of Fire" are combined, they become the "Authority of the God of Fire".

She wasn't summoning the god of fire, but rather using the name of the god of fire (the elemental gods don't exist) to command elemental creatures. So, the elemental lord, who was suspected to be a monarch-level being, naturally felt aggrieved.

Beings of its caliber should not be summoned by mortals; even having only one arm dragged into the mortal realm would be a humiliation for it.

"The limits of a dragon's authority are truly outrageous." Dragons are born with the privilege of commanding elements.

Dragon Spellcasters are still spellcasters at heart. Their spellcasting relies on instinct, and while they are not as precise or modular as mages, they also have more "freedom".

Mages manipulate the power of rules and elements through research, experimentation, and the experience of their predecessors; this is what is known as magic. Warlocks, on the other hand, rely entirely on instinct to cast spells, which has many limitations (far fewer spells). However, casting spells is based on instinct, and modifications and adjustments can also be made based on instinct.

"If I think it'll work, then it'll work!" Faced with all sorts of "I think" level spell variations and super magic techniques, it's not the first or second time that warlocks have driven mages to rage.

Rean understood the power of "Dragon's Word" more and more. It was always just a mold, and its power was not fixed. It was a series of modules containing "concepts" that could be assembled, revised, and enhanced.

Its greatest advantage is perhaps this ever-changing flexibility. Since it is the user's bloodline ability system, its strength limit is the user himself.

"Divine power."

When the chosen people of the gods infuse the dragon's language, what is displayed is "divine" magic and incantation.

Normally, the spell should only be able to summon a large fire elemental, but it directly summoned a high-level elemental lord.

"call."

Dania spread her hands, and divine fire gathered on them.

As a voter, she not only has the status of a "princess," but also a dragon vein with an extremely high potential.

Her current state is clearly not normal. Even the voters don't have such an outrageous deity. They're not fools. No one can withstand such an open supply of divine power.

Now, perhaps, is her historic moment, with her deities offering her almost limitless support.

Her actions were a miracle, and her achievements would become the source of faith. In any case, this act of "saving a life" made the entire city and even the kingdom remember the "Mirror Woman's" kindness, and her spread of faith would naturally be much smoother in the future.

In times of disaster, some restrictions will cease to be restrictions, and even the original racial gods can transcend the identity of "racial limitation".

The Demon Tide has always been a crisis, but also an opportunity. Racial gods often provide a "bottom line," but their upper limit is directly linked to the strength of their race. Given the Dark Elves' appearance, the Mirror Maiden has always been a third-rate or even fourth-rate deity.

This time, having expended so much divine power, the Mirror Woman has probably gone all out.

The Mirror Demon showed the battlefield to the city's citizens, and the news of Dania's heroic act of eliminating the culprit Julian naturally spread everywhere.

This is a miracle. It may seem like an ordinary battle now, but after being embellished by the church, the royal family, and poets, and after the "sedimentation of history," it will naturally become a "great achievement" worthy of being written into the Gospels.

"Time is running out, let's continue."

Dania's words seemed nonsensical, but Rean understood them instantly.

Perhaps she has exhausted a lot of her power, or perhaps the Mirror Woman has already felt she has enough and has begun to allocate resources.

Voters in their normal state are still powerful, but that power is often something they cultivate themselves. Only voters in their "divinely favored" state are truly powerful to the point of being disgusting.

"Boom!"

Dania unleashed another burst of divine lightning, shattering the entire area of ​​altars.

Let's use this current state of divine power to hasten the end of this battle.

“konungr Surtr (The Descent of Vulcan)”

This time, the ground once again turned into a mass of lava, from which elemental creatures crawled out. But Rean could sense that most of them were only low to mid-level beings.

"Go, destroy all the altars."

The elemental legions are the spellcasters' favorites. They are tireless and powerful, and most importantly, they lack the cunning and treachery of lower-plane inhabitants, as well as the arrogance and fastidiousness of upper-plane inhabitants.

These "tools," which can be described as the most useful, became the main force of this third unit and began further fighting.

As Julian's residence and base, this place is deep within the cult's base, not far from the main battlefield where the fighting is taking place.

Perfect timing! A pincer attack from within and without will strike those invading demons.
"Let's go, let's end all this." Dania touched the ring on her hand, perhaps finally finding her own confidence. The long night would eventually come to an end, and when the "Chosen Ones" appeared on the battlefield, perhaps everything was already destined.

Under the protection of Rean, Hela, and Claire, Dania demonstrated how a "top boss" uses dragon language.

Although it only consists of two "characters" and one "word", its usage is incredibly varied.
“Surtr konungr (Flame of God)”

The characters, when their order is reversed, take on completely different meanings.

The authority originally used to summon elemental creatures has become the "flame of the fire god (fire king)". Large areas of the battlefield were engulfed by a massive sea of ​​high-intensity magma.

The volcano that led to the elemental planes was brought to the mortal realm, and vast amounts of lava overflowed wildly everywhere.

Even demons with high fire resistance cannot withstand this flame, which contains a slight divine quality.

The arrival of the princess greatly boosted the morale of the warriors and mages. On the other hand, the complete death of the "Demon Summoner" also brought some altars to a standstill.

The hard-fought battle continues, but it seems that dawn is breaking.

The three large mirror demon gates that had been opened were still operating continuously, with supplies, combat power, and even various explosives, magic scrolls, and other consumables being thrown in from the ground.

After realizing that failure meant no future, even the stingy shops on Mage Street became much more agreeable.

Of course, the Grey Goblins, whose headquarters bank was bombed, also contributed a lot to the effort.

The first to stabilize the situation were the knights who stood in front of the demon army. Although they paid the heaviest price, with one side receiving a steady stream of reinforcements and the other side's dimensional gate no longer able to spew out demons, the "sacrifice of mortals" began to tip the scales of war.

As the front lines stabilized and the need for offerings diminished, construction on many more altars ceased.

Once everything began to stabilize, various divine lights appeared on the battlefield.

Suddenly, as if divinely inspired, the high priests unleashed a series of high-level divine spells, striking the demons hard at their weaknesses.

This scene surprised Rean, but upon reflection, it was indeed the style of these Churches of Benevolence.

Next comes another battlefield, the battlefield of fighting for faith. Even if other gods have already taken the lion's share, we still need to put in some effort. At least we should try to get the parish abolished and the believers converted.

“These things.” Rean sighed, and stepped further into the battlefield.

The demon before him, the enemy of humanity, will become nourishment for his advancement as a paladin.

Finally, underground, where day and night were indistinguishable, and after immense sacrifices and depletion, the people on the surface saw a glimmer of hope for victory.

As altars were destroyed and mid- to high-level demons were overwhelmed and driven away, cheers rose even louder on the battlefield.

At some point, Dania lost the blessing of divine power, but she still maintained the focus of a spellcaster and did her best to provide support for the warriors on the front lines.

Unbeknownst to him, Rean had already charged too far, becoming more like a berserker than a berserker demon. Demons surrounded him from all sides, and the joyful, maniacal laugher frantically swung his greatsword.

"This feeling of being surrounded by enemies is exhilarating!"

Before anyone knew it, more warriors and knights followed him.

Whether someone can fight, dares to fight, or is truly ruthless cannot be determined from literal data. The "titles" of soldiers always come from the most ruthless soldiers.

It seems like they can never kill them all.

Then let's keep killing.

We will kill you all, or until all our blood is drawn.

Rean reveled in the joy of divinity, bestiality, and humanity, and the golden lightsaber on the battlefield became a banner guiding his charge.

Kill them all; it will all end eventually.

"Demon Slayer Slash!" Rean slew another berserker demon. His hands were numb from the shock, but he still instinctively swung his sword.

But when he looked up again, there were no more demons in sight that were worth killing with his own hands.

I don't know how much time has passed—a day? Two days? Or even longer?
"We won."

"We survived."

Cheers are too exhausting, and when the sword hits the ground with a thud, a feeling of relief and exhaustion washes over you all at once.

"We won, we can finally sleep soundly." This is perhaps the only thought of the victor.

(End of this chapter)