Chapter 474 - Chapter 474: Chapter 448 Night Raid (2/2)

Just as the crisis reached its peak, Skyfire crashed down to the earth, instantly erupting with a deafening roar, as if the entire world trembled at that moment.

The fire blazed up to the sky, illuminating the night as if it were day; heat waves and shock waves spread in all directions, whipping up the dust on the ground and the embers from the campfires into a chaotic whirlwind.

Everyone in the camp was devastated by the sudden disaster; the encampment was engulfed in flames, which spread everywhere. Terrified Valer Soldiers scattered in all directions, with the smell of charring and despair filling the air.

Darren didn’t hold back at all, desperately spewing massive amounts of flame.

The flames still raged, mercilessly consuming everything they could touch.

It was then that he suddenly felt there was a problem with the barrier in the sky!

The “Boundless Light” barrier suddenly developed a crack, and then began gradually dissipating from everyone’s senses, but the mysterious force that destroyed it was completely unknown.

Yeager immediately furrowed his brow and said, “The enemy might have used some kind of forbidden rare artifact to temporarily damage our barrier.”

Darren shook his head and said, “Yeah, just like Felix said before, they definitely planned this in advance, no worries.”

Darren, who had transformed into a giant dragon, did not hesitate to be the first to fly over.

Meanwhile, amidst the Valer army.

The King of Vallere and Leader of the Reconstruction Army, Agata, were not afraid of the flames around them, but instead looked up at the sky with anticipation.

In the oppressive atmosphere, a colossal creature descended slowly from the night sky, the Demon Dragon Darren. His body was enormous, covered with black and red scales that shimmered with an eerie light, as mysterious and terrifying as the night’s flames.

His eyes twinkled with shrewd and brutal light, overlooking the earth below as if to take everything living under his gaze.

Suddenly, he opened his massive jaws again, as if to devour everything, and the intense flames surged forth like a torrent, aiming straight for the ground.

The fire traced a brilliant path in the air. Wherever it went, vegetation withered, rocks melted, everything seemed so fragile in the face of such destructive power.

“Father…”

Felix looked at his own father, feeling a complex mix of emotions.

Because not long ago, The Destroyer, a cardinal of the Reforging Church, implanted within him a special liquid alchemical tool. If he were to betray, he could be executed at any moment.

“That person is really too cautious. Not even an oath to God could be trusted. I can’t immediately betray to help my father.”

The reckless Darren suddenly saw golden light shimmering around him and, in the next moment, found himself transported to another space.

This odd space was dominated by a deep and pure shade of blue that was neither the azure of the sky nor the profundity of the ocean; it was a blue that transcended reality, filled with a fantastic hue.

“Hmph, brought me to another space or dimension, have they?” Darren sneered.

He saw numerous cubic shapes of varied forms floating neatly in the space. They differed in size, from tiny particles barely visible to the eye to colossal structures that seemed to reach the skies, all woven into a spectacular yet orderly and unpredictable tableau.

Some shone with the brilliance of gold, sparkling like constellations; others were covered in green tendrils, teeming with life; yet others had surfaces flowing with silver liquid, flickering with enigmatic light.

They rotated and floated with an indescribable rhythm, occasionally intertwining or colliding, yet harmoniously coexisting the moment they touched, without any friction or clashing sounds, leaving only trailing colors that slowly dissipated in the space.

In this strange space, time seemed to lose its meaning, the interplay of light and shadow, and the fusion of colors and shapes, creating a dream that was both real and illusionary.

Darren pondered silently; this place somewhat resembled the Spirit Realm, but he couldn’t be completely sure.

Still, he was confident in handling the situation ahead. Having reached the 6th Rank, his true strength was now beyond extraordinary.

He could even say that he had become the strongest in the Fischer family!

Darren sensed the enemy’s position and bellowed with a cruel laugh.

“Come on out!”

Quickly, he heard the voice of Leader of the Vallere Reconstruction Army, Agata.

“Our Ritual Spell Trap worked, now it’s two against one, Darren Fischer!”

Then the somber voice of the King of Vallere rang out.

“Today is the day you die!”