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Crimson managed to coat himself in phoenix flame just milliseconds before being hit straight on.

Still, he was thrown hundreds of meters away–again charred to a crisp and nearly deceased. The only reason he survived was due to his phoenix powers.

Tyr’s eyes widened slightly as he saw Ares in front of him, ‘You finally came. Took you long enough.’

‘I chose my actions wisely.’

‘Sure you do… brat.’

Ares chuckled inwardly. ‘Hmhmhm… since you’ve already called me here, let me deal with this bastard on my own. It’s been a while since I’ve been out of Infinite Domain for a fight. I want to test my ability.’

‘What? This is my fight… he has injured me, and I want to kill him.’ Tyr said, angrily.

Ares didn’t turn, looking forward as he said, ‘Are you dumb or something?’

‘What did you say?’

‘Don’t you get it? When it comes to you or me, and also Rudra… there is no such thing as my fight or your fight. We are not equals.’

Tyr narrowed his eyes as Ares continued.

‘How can you expect to be the king, when you don’t know how to rule? You are our master… Tyr. I live to serve you, as it stands now. Until you die, of course, and then I am free.’

‘…’

‘But… I have made my promise and I will keep it. I will serve you until your dying breath. So… your battle is my battle all the same. I am a tool in your arsenal of combat… isn’t that why you summoned me in the first place?’

Tyr heard a very quiet, excited squeak as if it was very far away. He looked up, in the direction where the noise came from.

A few hundred feet above him, he noticed Reana with her camera.

‘She’s broadcasting this.’

Ares smiled, ‘So… this is the first time the world is seeing the fire dragon, huh?’

Tyr grinned, ‘Go on then. Kill the stupid bastard.’ He nodded toward Ares.

Ares nodded back once, before thrusting his wings and disappearing into the air.

‘He’s far different now. I let him out of Infinite Domain far more often than Rudra due to his smaller size allowing him to fit in my room, but still… he has grown a lot from the time I first hatched him.’

Ares was much larger now. He was in the middle of his puberty, like a 15 year old human. Soon, his large growth spurt was to come.

Still, he wasn’t small. He was about ten feet in length and 6 feet in height.

His wingspan had grown significantly, stretching over 20 feet from Tyr’s estimations.

‘Status.’

┏━━━Status━━━┓

Name: Ares

Bloodline: Immortal Fire Dragon

Age: ~6 Months

Power Level: 789

Vitality: 320/320

Strength: 330

Stamina: 310/310

Speed: 318

Aura: 340

Rank: Berserk

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As everyone back in the arena looked on with gaped maws of awe, Ares soared into the air like the majestic creature that he was.

Seeing an actual dragon in real life was nothing like how it was depicted in stories.

There was a different aura that the being favored by the gods carried.

A dominating, beautiful, legendary feeling that seemed to swell up within one’s mind–causing his fingers to shake, and his heart to begin pumping with energy.

‘So this… is a dragon.’ Bepan, the King of section B, sat back in his chair. This day had been exhaustingly overwhelming for him. ‘Since when did I fall behind in power so much… this is not the Immortal Peak that I know.’

Suyo grinned, ‘This is it… I can feel it. Tyr will win now.’

Race gritted his teeth, ‘You better do it…’

Above in the higher booths, Arin confidently spoke in a light tone, “Tyr should not have ever even arrived into Eldraemar, let alone the Ten High Peak Faction.”

Huevas furrowed his eyebrows, narrowing his vision as he stared at the princess in front of him. “I understand your power, m’lady, but you speak even more grand words than what your ability leads on. Just what are you trying to say about Tyr? What do you know?”

Arin couldn’t help but chuckle slightly under her breath, “I believe Tyr has a cartoonish power within him.”

“What?”

“His path… although they are mountains part, form a walkway for him through any means possible. It’s as though he himself has created a path for him to follow, without having created it yet. Truth be told, my head is about to burst from pain right now… because even my Aura Ability can not comprehend how Tyr is able to manipulate reality in this fashion.”

Huevas’s eyes widened as he walked beside Arin. There, he was shocked to find slight veins bulging out of Arin’s forehead and her eyes slightly cracking red.

“If thats the case, I urge you, don’t try to pry at it. Let it be as it is. Right now, this fight is what our focus should be on.”

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Tyr looked down at his hands, “He roughed me up pretty good… tsk.”

‘He’ll pay.’ Rudra exclaimed from within, his tone ruthlessly furious.

‘Rudra… you are not powerful enough to fight here.’ Tyr replied, stoic.

Ares, high in the air, spoke in the middle: ‘He never said he was going to fight. He is speaking for all of us who serve you, Tyr. This bastard will pay for what he has done.’

Crimson stared up at Ares.

Ares snarled, giving a condescending look of disgust. He opened his mouth as an engine of volcanic flame began to spin in his throat.

A fireball began to grow in his mouth, spinning faster and faster as it continuously enlarged in size.

Tyr’s eyes expanded in surprise, ‘That… isn’t just his breath. It’s a skill?’

Rudra quickly replied, ‘Even beasts have Ancestral Abilities, master… and it just so happens to be that dragons have the most powerful Ancestral Abilities of them all.’

‘What?’

‘Did you think that their fire breath alone was what made them planet busters?’

At that moment, Ares head darted up at the sky, ‘HELLFIRE SUBJUGATION!’

The ball of fire in his mouth blasted up into the sky.

…

It went higher, reaching the clouds and above.

Finally, it exploded with a wave of energy that traveled as far as the eye could see in all directions.

The explosion wave traveled like the horseman of hell, bringing with it a wave of energy that obliterated all clouds in this proximity to nothingness and clocked the sky with a dark, rich orange hue.

The brisk breeze traveling through the air was now erased and replaced with a stagnant warm sting.

The wave of energy flushed past the sky above the arena as well, allowing everyone to feel the power of the dragon’s attack.

Everyone looked up at the sky with awe, shock, discombobulation, and mostly… fear.

Instead of Subworld, this planet resembled hell.

Huevas’ eyes were also widened, ‘Even though I transported them in the forest surrounding the Immortal Peak, I have underestimated the strength of a dragon. I just hope his true attack will not spread as far as here. If he had unleashed such an attack in this arena, all of the Immortal Peak would have been leveled to nothing but rubble.’

A few seconds of silence ensued.

Tyr, with wide eyes of shock, continued staring at Ares, who was still facing the sky.

Then, as though from trumpets hailing from the heavens, a noise began to echo through the sky and rattle in the ears of all those who could hear in the entire area.

The sound was of a dancing flame roaring with wind attempting to die it down, but only managing to fan its power even more.

As though heralds of disaster, these sounds led to the true attack.

All eyes, arena, forest, city and more, stared up with horror as they witnessed death above them.

Meteors, the size of mountains and hills, slowly broke through the atmosphere and fell down upon the earth as far as the eye could see.

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