The sky was shrouded in thick dark clouds, as if a giant black curtain was hanging overhead. Occasionally, a bolt of lightning pierced the darkness, and as the gale raged, blood splattered across the heavens.
Acnologia flew into mid-air, fending off the siege of dragons from all directions. Once he stopped moving, roars would blast him one after another in the next instant.
Although he was attribute-less, immune to magic damage, and could devour any energy, there was still damage caused by physical impact.
He caught up with a Water Dragon that was fleeing frantically, grabbed its thick tail with one hand, and his tyrannical voice rang out behind it: "Little Water Dragon, you want to run after hitting me with two roars?"
"Let go! Let go!!"
The Water Dragon struggled, its eyes widening in terror as it tried to break free from his restraint, yet his hand was firmer than steel.
"Let you try a roar too!"
Acnologia dragged it by the tail and slammed it hard into the roars spat out by the four or Five Dragons chasing from behind. With an explosion, the Water Dragon had no power to resist and half its body was directly blown away.
"Hahahaha!"
He let out a mad laugh and charged directly forward while the dragons behind him were dazed by having killed their companion.
He grabbed its head with both hands, kicked its shoulders with both feet, and then pulled violently. His domineering strength ripped out the dragon's head along with its spine, and in an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain.
The two Evil Dragons nearby were scared witless; they had never seen such a brutal existence who would rip a head off by force.
"Monster!"
Seeing Acnologia look toward them, their faces filled with fear, and they turned to flee.
Seeing this, Acnologia's lips curled into a cold sneer. Flapping his wings, his figure pursued them like a bolt of black lightning.
In just an instant, the distance between them closed. He pressed one hand onto the head of one of the dragons and slammed it down toward the earth with great force, falling like a meteor.
Rumble!
The terrifying power caused the ground to collapse and dust to rise everywhere. The evil dragon's body was accurately smashed onto the body of another evil dragon on the ground.
Under Acnologia's terrifying strength, the two Evil Dragons died together. Flesh and blood were mixed, making it impossible to tell who was who.
He slowly stood up, and everyone around him—whether they were Evil Dragons, Good Dragons, or humans—all retreated in horror.
This bloody and violent way of killing made all the dragons tremble with fear, and even Fire Dragon King Igneel and the Five Dragons could not help but feel a sliver of dread.
"Acnologia!"
The King of Red Dragons, Osta's voice was filled with rage. He had never thought that one person could change the tide of battle by himself. The war that was supposed to be won had headed toward the unknown because of Acnologia's appearance.
Monster! Damned monster!
"Hahahaha!"
Acnologia laughed arrogantly, his voice spreading across the battlefield: "What kind of thing are you, that you dare call my name!"
Osta was infuriated by Acnologia's arrogant attitude. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the rage in his heart.
He knew that to face a powerful enemy like Acnologia, he had to maintain calmness and reason.
"You may be strong, but it's absolutely impossible to change the tide of battle alone!"
The King of Red Dragons, Osta's voice revealed his firm conviction: "You are a dragon now too, why not join us? I can feel the evil in your heart; you can't possibly be a Good Dragon!"
"Are you afraid? King of Evil Dragons!"
Acnologia's voice was cold, revealing a hint of mockery.
The King of Red Dragons, Osta continued: "Even if you help the Human Race achieve victory, do you think they can tolerate you?"
"Humans are born with a rebellious nature. They do not allow the existence of powerful beings that exceed their understanding and the unknown. Once one appears, it must be controlled by them; those that cannot be controlled are directly destroyed!"
"Even you, Acnologia, will never be able to suppress humanity!"
His gaze was full of sincerity: "Come! Join us. When the war is won, you can have a status equal to mine!"
It had to be said that the King of Red Dragons, Osta was quite eloquent, and even Acnologia was slightly moved. However, what he liked most was saying no to self-righteous guys!
Seeing Acnologia refuse, the King of Red Dragons, Osta couldn't help but ask: "Why?"
He didn't understand. The pros and cons were already very clear, so why refuse?
"Why?"
Acnologia laughed madly: "There is no why, because I do whatever I damn well please! Today I want to slaughter you all to the last, it's that simple!"
The King of Red Dragons, Osta was stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger: "Fine! Damned monster, since you are bent on seeking death, I will grant your wish!"
He let out a roar, his whole body exploding with powerful magic power. He lunged forward, his claws tightly gripping Acnologia's shoulders, trying to pin him to the ground.
"This little bit of strength is only fit to give me a massage!"
Acnologia was not to be outdone either. He directly grabbed the other's wrists, concentrated all his strength, and slowly pulled them away.
"Die!"
Suddenly, a Shadow Dragon emerged from his shadow and unleashed a roar directly at Acnologia's back. Black energy exploded instantly.
Acnologia felt the danger behind him and wanted to dodge, but how could the King of Red Dragons, Osta let him have his way? Osta hugged him tightly and opened his giant fanged maw, biting hard into his shoulder.
Behind Acnologia was the Shadow Dragon's full-power roar, which didn't stop for a second. Immediately after, four more Evil Dragons unleashed their full-power roars together from behind. The terrifying explosion instantly submerged both Acnologia and the King of Red Dragons, Osta.
The magic explosion was earth-shattering, causing the entire ground to tremble as if it were about to collapse.
Because he used Acnologia as a meat shield, the King of Red Dragons, Osta suffered no injuries. After retreating, his eyes stared fixedly at the pitch-black dragon shadow within the smoke.
He didn't believe that monster wouldn't die after that.
The other Good Dragons watched nervously. They were also being besieged by multiple Evil Dragons and could not provide support at all; they could only hope that Acnologia was strong enough.
Fire Dragon King Igneel also hadn't expected Acnologia to suddenly encounter such a dangerous situation, and his prospects instantly became grim.
Just as both sides were tense, a voice as cold as a wintry pool came from the black mist.
"I am the Black Dragon of the Apocalypse!"
In an instant, a terrifying magic storm swept away all the dust. Acnologia stood where he was, completely unharmed. His terrifying magic power surged to its peak, and a black pillar of light connected the heavens and the earth.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, twisting into a massive energy vortex. The earth crumbled inch by inch beneath his feet, turning into dust circle after circle.
Everyone looked at this scene in horror, and even the war stopped at this moment. That lawless magic power simply changed the world, like a demon god residing in the world; every movement was a natural disaster!