The Royal Blutlinie showed a wide and fierce smile as he continued wielding his bone sword, releasing massive currents of ice that flooded the surface of the ocean and destroyed large sections of it. His na was Karon, a mber of the Royal Family of the Kalous Kingdom.
That status alone was imposing. Combined with his Alpha-Oga Overgod cultivation base, Karon held an extrely high standing within the kingdom. Unfortunately, there were more than half a dozen other Royal Blutlinie who were superior to him in both power and influence. Unless a miracle occurred, he would never reach the peak of the kingdom.
That was precisely why he had been so excited when he learned of the changes surrounding the Ocean of the Blood Sun.
Not only was it a unique location, one imbued with powerful Ons within its very essence, but now it possessed a will that could be seized and controlled.
"If I can take control of this place," Karon thought, his heart pounding with ambition, "my power and standing within the kingdom will rise imnsely. I might even beco the next Crown Prince."
Thrill and desire burned in Karon's eyes as he continued to strike with his sword. His goal was simple-to harm the entity controlling the Ocean of the Blood Sun until it had no choice but to surrender and beco his slave.
Yet just as those dreams of greatness began to bloom in Karon's mind, a sharp cracking sound echoed across the vast ocean of blood.
"Is that an... egg?"
Before the thought could fully form, Karon's eyes widened. A massive creature erupted from the Ocean of the Blood Sun like a blazing cot. In less than a second, it soared into the highest
reaches of the sky. Its enormous body blotted out the sun as it gazed down upon the army brought by the Royal Blutlinie with pure, unfiltered killing intent.
Its body resembled that of a dragon, covered in red scales and supported by four dark, bat-like wings. Instead of eyes, horns protruded from its sockets, and above its head floated a star that glowed like the morning sun.
Although the Blutlinie Race was the strongest and only intelligent race of Paradise, reigning at the top of the food chain, the creatures inhabiting Paradise possessed terrifying power. So were strong enough to devour Alpha-Oga Overgods whole.
That dragon was clearly one of them.
The Prima Deities trembled as they felt the presence of the creature. Even the Arch-Deities fared little better, their expressions pale and tense. Karon himself adopted a solemn expression, yet his eyes showed neither fear nor hesitation. He was confident that he could contend with such an entity.
Or at least, that was what he believed-until the next second. The Power of Chaos and The Flow surged across the Ocean of the Blood Sun, connecting the imnse energy and vitality contained within the ocean directly to the gargantuan dragon in the sky. Its form swelled with power, its presence growing even more oppressive. "Satan, kill them all!"
Those words echoed across the Ocean of the Blood Sun. The massive dragon roared with hatred and killing intent, opening its maw and unleashing a barrage of fireballs. The sky was completely covered as they rained down upon the Blutlinie army.
Karon roared in response, swinging his bone sword and releasing a torrent of ice energy to et the attack. He managed to neutralize many of the fireballs, freezing them midair before they shattered. Still, several slipped through the defense and crashed into the army below,
blasting into the bodies of nurous Blutlinie and sending their flaming forms plunging into the blood ocean.
"Damn it!"
Karon roared in rage. He could not afford to lose soldiers in an unsanctioned mission, especially when the entire Kalous Kingdom was already embroiled in war. Yet he had no ti to dwell on the losses.
Satan descended from the sky like a shooting star, crashing straight toward the Royal Blutlinie.
"Hmph!"
Karon sneered in fury as he flashed forward, eting the dragon head-on. He raised his sword and responded directly to the descending claw. Despite possessing a humanoid body, the physical strength of a Royal Blutlinie was imnse, rivaling that of Primordials. When claw and sword collided, a violent explosion of fire and ice energy flooded the sky.
The opposing energies clashed and grew increasingly unstable until both Satan and Karon were blasted apart in opposite directions. Yet neither retreated. In the next instant, they flashed back into the fray, colliding once more and releasing another series of massive
explosions.
Their battle was ferocious and overwhelming.
Yet it was not the only conflict unfolding.
The rest of the Blutlinie forces were still clashing with the blood arms and spears ford from the Ocean of the Blood Sun. Now that Karon was no longer suppressing most of them, the blood constructs began to take lives. Blutlinie warriors were dragged into the depths of the ocean, from which they could never escape. Karon clenched his teeth as he saw his forces being slaughtered. Worse still, he was not faring much better himself.
Thanks to his Ancestor Eye, he was able to match the destructive power of Satan's flas. However, the dragon's endurance and vitality surpassed his own. With every clash, Karon was pushed back little
by little.
"If this continues, it could beco dangerous," he realized.
Frustration and rage flashed through Karon's eyes before he finally
exhaled sharply. His Ancestor Eye erupted with power as he swung his bone sword, releasing an overwhelming torrent of ice energy that temporarily encased Satan in frozen restraints.
"Return to the kingdom!"
The Royal Blutlinie shouted the command as he flashed away from
the Ocean of the Blood Sun.
Yet just as he neared the shore, his eyes widened. A powerful sense of imminent danger assaulted him as he saw thirty-one arrows of blood shooting toward him at shocking speed.
"A trap!"
Karon imdiately understood that the power and speed of that
attack were far from ordinary. The entity controlling the Ocean of the Blood Sun had been waiting for this very opportunity.
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