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Chapter 398 - Chapter 398: The Beginning of the End-of-World Battle

After achieving his goal, the Saint of the Flame left the Kingdom of Light.

Watching the back of this powerful deity depart, Garon turned his gaze back and spoke to Isaac and Chris, "What do you think would happen if we took down this second Saint in the Kingdom of Light? Would the Flame Lord's true body in the elemental realm of fire erupt in anger?"

The Saint of the Flame undoubtedly possessed formidable strength.

However, this did not mean he could escape unscathed if besieged by three legendary dragon breeds of demigod stature.

Garon had not yet battled a half-god Saint with mighty divine power, but he felt that, strong as the opponent might be, he was at best equal to himself, if not weaker. Otherwise, the first Saint would not have been captured by the Alpha Theia Empire and turned into the energy core of the Flametower.

Upon hearing Garon's words,

Isaac and Chris both lit up with intrigue, itching to make a move.

"Sounds fun."

"Why don't we find a chance to try after the collaboration ends?"

The rainbow dragons were eager to test themselves.

As long as they avoided the elemental realm of fire and did not expose themselves in other outer planes, as half-godly beings, they really had little to fear.

Even Alpha Theia's human emperor didn't intimidate them, let alone from legendary dragons.

"Let's see how it goes. If the Saint of the Flame truly comes seeking cooperation with good intentions, we don't necessarily need to turn hostile after the fact."

"The humiliation of the Saint being imprisoned, after the fall of Alpha Theia Empire, only the three of us will know of it."

The silver dragon narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice deep, "Hopefully, the Flame Lord will be wise enough not to underestimate the power of the legendary dragon breed."

Through their conversation with the Saint of the Flame,

Garon and Isaac understood that the Saint recognized their race.

However, in this timeline, there was no Glorious War, and both the force dragon breed and the rainbow dragon breed were quite discreet. The powers of legendary dragon breeds had never been fully displayed, only serving as a special status within their species.

Whether the Saint of the Flame would truly respect the strength of the legendary dragons was uncertain.

After all, a powerful deity naturally looks down upon all, and the first Saint was captured precisely because the Flame Lord underestimated the ambitions of the sovereign of the magical empire of the material world, believing the emperor would fear his divine might.

After briefly communicating in the Kingdom of Light, the three legendary dragons departed.

Garon proceeded to the academy library to study various legacies, Chris returned to her satellite world, and Isaac wandered around the academy, flaunting his magnificent beauty.

Isaac's days at the academy stabilized once again.

After the Saint of the Flame sought cooperation and received a response, he did not visit Isaac's academy again, not due to a lack of regard for Garon and the others but because at this moment, this mighty divine power Saint and three crafty beings were all waiting for the right opportunity to emerge.

Time swiftly moved forward.

Within a year, proposals passed by the Supreme Council were implemented one by one, including Isaac's suggestion.

Driven by the imperial royalty, the competitions between the Flame Dominion Academy and the Sky Glory Academy almost turned into a public form of entertainment. Numerous spellcasters addicted to the thrill and countless ordinary citizens feeling void in their daily lives gathered at the arenas, excitedly watching the confrontations between wind and fire.

Whether on the main planet or satellite worlds,

More and more arenas were constructed.

Gradually, the confrontations between magical academies became the most popular events.

After all, with no external enemies, it was rare to see spellcasters' magical clashes on normal days.

Even on the main planet, supreme law bouts took place with Emperor Alpha Theia himself presiding as referee. The battles were broadcast live, and all imperial citizens cheered for them.

As the culture of competition took off,

Many obscure spellcasters, through strong combat abilities and consecutive victories, became household names, gaining both fame and fortune, thereby attracting more spellcasters seeking to make a name for themselves.

With the large-scale competition unfolding, the Alpha Theia Empire became extraordinarily lively.

Almost every moment, on the main planet and satellite worlds, there were bouts between different academies.

At this time, on Satellite World No. 7, there was a competition between small magical academies.

A high-ranking fire mage and a high-ranking wind mage, under the watchful eyes of many spellcasters and ordinary civilians, stood ready in a previously constructed arena.

Amidst the excited cheers and watchful eyes, the two spellcasters, caught in the infectious atmosphere, grew restless.

As the magical shields rose, enveloping the arena, the competition officially began.

The spellcasters instantly began constructing their spells, mercilessly attacking each other.

In moments,

A tornado made of endless wind blades tearing through the air, strong winds ripping the atmosphere apart, and flames turning the ground into lava crystals, along with a downpour of fire from the sky. All these spells unleashed their unmatched might, thrilling the audience even more, their cheers nearly piercing the skies.

Eventually,

The more experienced wind mage spotted a flaw in the fire mage's technique.

Instantly, a powerful wind spell was constructed.

Endless energy of the wind element gathered around the body of the wind mage, forming a drill-like shape that seemed capable of piercing the sky, hissing as it spun at high speed, its shrill whistling cutting through the air.

Whiz!

The fierce wind drill flew across, penetrating layers of fiery barriers erected from the ground, ultimately reflecting in the eyes of the fire mage who couldn't dodge in time.

Boom!

The wind drill made contact with the body of the spellcaster.

In an instant, blood sprayed, and the fire mage's body was torn apart by the powerful tearing force of the wind drill spell, turning into a mist of blood that stained the originally blue hurricane red and splattered crimson traces on the ground.

The martial temperament of the Alpha Theia Empire, as Isaac mentioned, was full of vigorous martial virtues.

While the competitions between magical academies did not encourage killing opponents,

There was no prohibition either.

Given the high lethality and destructiveness of wind and fire spells, compared to the frail bodies of spellcasters, being hit by a spell often resulted in immediate death.

Due to existing conflicts, many spellcasters entered the stage with the intention of killing their opponents.

As the winds dispersed,

The victorious wind mage, covered in blood, still wore a smile that, despite the blood stains, was clearly visible. Without needing to say anything, this smile, seen in the eyes of the fire mages, seemed like the greatest mockery and insult.

"Praise the ancient power of wind!"

After the outcome was determined, a group of wind mages burst into laughter.

The hot-tempered fire mages turned livid, flames beginning to flicker around their bodies, but under the suppressive presence of the legendary spellcasters maintaining order, they could only give up, suppressing their anger.

This match was a microcosm of the current situation across the empire.

As the large-scale competitions were publicly conducted, the contradictions between wind and fire mages moved to the forefront, handled through blood and fire on the battlefields, seemingly benefiting the mitigation of animosity between the two sides in the short term.

But Garon knew that over time, wind and fire mages would only grow more hostile toward each other.

Casualties in the competitions had their own circles, and these circles consisted of similar types. Each competition's casualties became a part of the grudge.

Meanwhile, some wise men discovered the drawbacks of inter-academy competitions, calling for an end to these events.

Unfortunately, due to the interplay between the wind and fire academies, more and more imperial citizens became aware of the empire's strength, growing increasingly proud and cohesive as nationals.

Moreover, the spellcasters' energy was released in the competitions, preventing them from causing trouble elsewhere.

All these factors benefited the imperial royal family's rule.

On the surface, apart from the casualties in the arenas, the Alpha Theia Empire seemed more harmonious and stable than ever.

Naturally, the small-scale calls for resistance were drowned out by the larger environmental tide.

Meanwhile, as time passed, the scale of the competitions between the Flame Dominion Academy and the Sky Glory Academy grew tremendously, becoming a phenomenally popular event.

Due to his excellent performance in this initiative, Isaac was summoned by Emperor Alpha Theia and awarded a medal of honor not long ago.

Inside the Kingdom of Light.

Holding the medal emblazoned with the symbols of wind and fire, Isaac chuckled to the silver dragon beside him, "All our devious plans intended to bring down the Alpha Theia Empire and widen the gap between factions, yet we end up being awarded for them."

"This experience is quite amusing."

Thinking further, Isaac continued, "If this continues, in less than a hundred years, a war of unprecedented scale will inevitably break out between wind and fire."

A hundred years seemed a long time to Garon.

In this timeline, compared to the main timeline, time flowed at a ratio of four to one.

A hundred years in the Alpha Theia Empire would equate to over twenty years in the main timeline, and Garon felt he might not stay interested long enough to witness the entire downfall of the Alpha Theia Empire.

"Let me think if there's a way to accelerate this process."

Garon pondered quietly.

But before Garon could think of a suitable method, the Saint of the Flame returned and brought with him a long-conceived plan, one that could dissolve the Alpha Theia Empire in less than a decade if successful.

The four crafty beings gathered together, communicated for several days, and clarified the steps to implement

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