The black clouds shrouding the sky dispersed, and with the death of the Legendary Demon Sakretes , even the deep abyssal death aura seemed to dissipate with the Great Demon's demise.
The blazing sun shone once more upon the earth, and the world subtly vibrated with an exceptionally joyful frequency, as if cheering for this moment, for the enemy who sought to destroy the world had perished, inspiring the world itself.
"Roar!"
The Ancestral Red Dragon's roar, like thunder, rolled like a tidal wave.
A majestic aura and supreme majesty rose from the shattered earth, proclaiming the ultimate victor of this battle.
"Victory! Witness the might of the Dragon King, the Emperor, our Supreme Lord!"
The Golden Empire's legionnaires stood atop hills formed from piles of demon corpses, raising the True Dragon's royal banner, which fluttered fiercely in the wind, and let out a surging roar.
The Golden Lion Legion warriors in the sky, piloting their airships, circled overhead before descending, looking at the human lord they believed in, the King of all races.
"Great Dragon King above, praise the true Human Lord, the might of the Dragons King!"
Although many of the Golden Lion Legion's Freman warriors were killed in this battle, in the hearts of these fanatical Freman warriors, this was a sacrifice for the god they believed in, an ultimate glory, a worthy sacrifice.
Kalon stood on four claws, treading on the Legendary Demon's shattered but still intact skeleton.
The sun in the sky shone down, reflecting a rich golden luster from Kalon's scales. And the fiery True Dragon pillars that had erupted from the shattered earth gradually subsided under his will.
Although Kalon at this moment had no trace of magic or energy left, and the Ancestral Red Dragon's body was reaching its limit, only barely healing its wounds, its broken scales had not yet grown back.
But his will and spirit were higher and more excited than ever before; that inexhaustible spirit was continuously supplemented by spirituality, allowing his spirit to almost never feel tired when needed.
The authority of spirituality, the power it possesses, is inherently sufficient to absorb the spirituality overflowing from the world and all living beings, using it to supplement and nurture one's own spiritual light and soul.
Although Kalon did not absorb all spirituality like the Nightmare King, he only extracted pure spirituality from within the spiritual domain for absorption.
But under the worship of the Imperial populace and the faith of the departed heroes, the Ancestral Red Dragon's spirituality also grew stronger day by day, and the Ancestral Red Dragon's soul and mind grew stronger day by day.
So strong, in fact, that this Ancestral Red Dragon's body had begun to be insufficient to bear such powerful spirituality and soul, becoming a burden, which is also why Kalon urgently needed the Ancestral Red Dragon's body to grow.
Kalon spoke with dignity, his dark golden vertical pupils sweeping over these loyal and fanatical Freman legions, as his deep common tongue resounded.
"Go, these loyal warriors, their souls should find peace, and have a place in my holy temple; this is their bravery, and the reward they deserve."
Unparalleled psionic light bloomed in his claws, and a True Dragon's emblem slowly emerged on the Golden Lion Legion's Golden Lion royal banner, like a True Dragon with bared claws, roaring with head held high.
Stilgar, the leader of the Golden Lion Legion, stood up excitedly, pulled out the flag planted on the airship, and let it flutter in the wind, the True Dragon soaring, and a long, melodious horn sound emanated from the flag.
Those Golden Lion warriors who had crashed among the demons, one by one, rose from the blood, their souls stepping out of the land of death, kneeling on one knee before the Ancestral Red Dragon, paying homage to the Dragon King who had favored them.
"Golden Lion Legion, spirits summoned, My Lord!"
The heroes stood tall, unrepentant, and were fervent with their companions for this moment.
The True Dragon landed and gathered around Kalon.
Clink, clink, clink.
Camid curiously used his sharp claws to strike the black-purple bones left behind by the death of this Legendary Demon.
The True Dragons claws, comparable to blades forged by a divine craftsman, could not even make a mark on this thirty-meter skeleton, only producing a few sparks.
This surprised Camid so much that both of his heads simultaneously opened their upper jaws, revealing their fangs, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Kalon, this Great Demon's bones would be perfect as a chew toy for a True Dragon."
A True Dragon's fangs can chew metal like a dessert, and ordinary materials used as a True Dragon's chew toy would quickly be destroyed. The bones of this Great Demon indeed could be used as a True Dragon's chew toy.
But the White Dragon's thoughts at this moment seemed a bit too jumpy, even the steady Dos couldn't help but push the White True Dragon aside.
Dos bared his fangs, electric light flickering on his scales, and whispered: "Stay away from this Great Demon's corpse, Camid, even if such an existence is killed, it's hard to guarantee complete death."
"Moreover, within this skeleton, there are still traces of flowing souls; the Great Demon's soul is hidden within his indestructible bones."
The corpse of Legendary Demon Sakretes's , even after death, still exuded a captivating aura; even when the Ancestral Red Dragon split its bones and flesh, dividing it into two halves and incinerating the flesh.
Its entire skeleton remained intact, showing the Great Demon's power.
If not for the Great Demon's physical body carrying too much root power, which it could not perfectly control, leading to an increasing burden on its body during the battle, the outcome of this battle would have been unknown.
The Godbane Sword, damaged by Kalon, made it seem as though this Great Demon could integrate all its power into one, becoming stronger.
But in reality, it needed to suppress the conflict of its different root powers and try to reconcile them, which prevented the Great Demon from unleashing many of its powers and fully displaying the power of its Legendary Destiny.
Even though this Demon had not yet fully succeeded, the existence of Legendary Destiny also made him much stronger than an ordinary Legendary being.
Even an adult Gold Dragon facing this Great Demon would simply be punched to death, though perhaps a stronger Gold Dragon might even retain an intact skeleton.
Only a Gold True Dragon that had reached the Ancient Dragon age could face this Great Demon.
But if they only relied on slumber to cross age stages, the outcome for an Ancient Gold Dragon would be no better than for an adult Gold Dragon.
Kalon's ultimate victory was only possible because of his extraordinary existence, which allowed him to possess the strength to contend with such a powerful being as Sakretes.
His bloodline had already reached the pinnacle that terrestrial True Dragon could achieve; even in all material planes, the Ancestral Red Dragon's bloodline stood among the top echelon.
The next step, the bloodline of the First True Dragon, had its path of advancement sealed countless ages ago; no True Dragon in the mortal realm could achieve this great feat through their own efforts.
Only the True Dragon's gods could bestow such a bloodline.
And the Ancient Dragon's might and powerful combat techniques, combined with stronger spellcasting abilities than ordinary Legendary spellcasters, and powerful psychic strength, led to the final victory.
Even such a nearly perfect True Dragon only achieved a result that was almost a pyrrhic victory.
It is conceivable that if it were any other True Dragon, even an adult True Dragon of the same Ancient lineage, without Kalon's countless methods and survival abilities, relying solely on immense power, they might have fallen here.